Chapter 89
Of course there are many poetry fairs during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but there are not many good poems and words that appear. Even if there are occasional scholars who are very popular with poetry, it is not bad to write a red poem.

Because the literary thinking of most scholars has long been exhausted in the tribute courtyard that is lit all night, how can they write any good poems now.

Zhou Bai also went to the Lantern Festival and Poetry Fair, but he didn't write poems for the sake of showing off.

Of those Mid-Autumn Festival poems in his memory, he can hand them down to the world if he picks out one at random. He doesn't want the examiners who are grading the papers to think that this examinee wants to force them with his name.

In the next few days, Zhou Bai did not take advantage of Qi Hua's light to make friends with state officials. A left councilor is enough to provide shelter for the future development of his Zhou family.

He is more likely to go deep into the establishment of Xuanyiwei's intelligence agency in person. For example, there are a few state officials who patrol the city, and Zhou Bai needs to carry gifts and money to manage them. After all, Yao Ping and Yao An have no official status. recognize them.

Up to now, Zhou's Bookstore and Ping'an Medicinal Material Shop have completely taken root in Zhoucheng, and have recruited a considerable number of helpers.

Others don't know, so some veterans know that Ping'an Herbal Medicine Shop is definitely not simple, they have never seen a familiar face in the shop, and they change people almost every few days.

On August 25th, the grading of papers in the Gongyuan finally reached the last moment. This year's Dingzhou Township Examination has a total of more than [-] scholars taking reference, which is far more than the previous one.

Even if it was just the first procedure of transcribing by a special person, it took two or three days to complete the transcribing. As for the subsequent layers of review, it took even more time.

At night, in the main hall of the Gongyuan, the surrounding area is still heavily guarded, and the bustling noise outside cannot penetrate here at all.

The invigilators, civil servants, and former guards were still locked in the Gong Yuan, and they were not allowed to leave without authorization if they were not ranked.

In the brightly lit place, stacks of test papers are divided into grades according to the number of red circles marked by the examiners, just like the county test is divided into four grades.

The first class is the best, and every grader of this type of test paper has marked it with a red circle, and the number is no more than fifty, which is exactly the number of applicants for this time.

That's right, even if it is a rural examination with more references and more difficulty, the number of applicants is actually the same as that of a county's scholar, only 50 people.

This is the disadvantage of being poor in literature and being in a border area. The number of applicants assigned by the imperial court is often only half of that of the big states in the interior.

Second-class and third-class, that is, the number of red circles varies. There is still a glimmer of hope for this type of test paper, which accounts for almost [-] copies.

As for the fourth class, there is one or two red circles, which is almost a death sentence.

They are inferior papers in the eyes of the examiners, with the largest number, nearly [-] copies.

But right now, according to the rules, he can't be completely dethroned, and needs to pass the inspection of culture and luck.

Of course, more than [-] defective papers have already been excluded from the fourth class. These test papers were either left unfinished by the examinees, or the sentences were too rubbish, and all the examiners did not even give the fourth class a chance.

"Examiner, you can let go of the oppression." At this time, a deputy examiner whispered in Xue Qing's ear.

Xue Qing, the chief examiner of the Imperial Academy, nodded slightly. He glanced at the four neatly arranged test papers, and solemnly reached out to pick up the gold medal that had been suppressed for half a month.

A vague dragon chant sounded, and all the test papers were ready to move, and the literary spirit contained in them could no longer hold back from showing their demeanor.

Lei Haomiao took a deep breath, and picked up the governor's seal of Zhenyun in due course.

Immediately, countless lines of different colors burst out from the test paper.

The first is the fourth-class literature with the largest number. Its white literary energy is overwhelming, covering the ground of the main hall almost instantly, and the clouds are dense like a fairyland.

A small amount of red air test papers inside moved to the position of the third-class papers, as if they knew that they did not belong here.

Then there is the position of third-class and second-class essays. The strong redness and even redness have become the mainstream. They represent the achievements of most scholars, but hard work does not make them stand out.

Only the more than [-] test papers that spewed out golden literary spirit, jumped to the position of first-class essay step by step, they are qualified for this.

However, the [-]-volume first-class essays that the examiners have long been optimistic about are not bad. Feeling the majestic literary spirit of the same kind, they also show their own literary spirit without timidity.

In an instant, a piece of bright golden color was like a scorching sun that overwhelmed the audience, and the green energy suppressed all the test papers so that they could not look up.

A few test papers with a greenish-yellow literary style, and one test paper with a light green body, this is a complete green essay.

"My lord Xue, your lord governor, it really is Zhou Bai's test paper that is the most elegant."

"Don't talk about the way of heaven and one poem, but the policy theory on military policy, I think it is also at the level of Qingwen, it should be him!"

"Everyone, according to the rules, Zhou Bai must be one of the fifty candidates, right?!"

"That's right, this son's Qingwen is still the most literary, and it can be classified as a must for the imperial court!"

Even if Zhou Bai was born in a rural family, he may not be lucky in the future, but the imperial order stipulated by the law can't be lost.

All the examiners and busy civil servants stepped forward to express their surprise, their faces were mostly happy, this is their achievement.

Xue Qing stroked his beard, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Next, please let the chief Taoist completely undo the suppression of luck."

"Really, please disarm the magic circle!" Several deputy examiners pointed towards a certain place above their heads, clasping their hands together.

There seemed to be no one on the roof, and after spending so long with Yinshen Laodao, they all figured out where the chief Taoist liked to be.

"Ahem, since that's the case, good luck!"

An old voice suddenly sounded in the void, and suddenly, everyone felt that some restraints were missing from their bodies.

The performance of the test paper in the hall is even more obvious, with a series of luck rising vigorously from the words, and finally forming a pillar of luck that is in line with the literary spirit.

Ambilight, brilliant culture, luck and culture blend with each other and support each other.

With the help of yellow luck, the golden scroll has become more and more intense, as if in a state of not yielding to the current situation.

There are even a few test papers that are descendants of aristocratic families in the state, and they will be born with green luck and flourishing culture.

The test papers of a large number of children from big families were supported by luck, and they sprinted forward a lot of rankings in an instant, and even the top [-] test papers had a lot of ranking changes.

But Zhou Bai was beyond many people's expectations, he sat firmly in the first place, as immobile as a mountain.

Although its air luck is not the precious blue state air, it is not lacking in half of the majestic county air, and the wisps of yellow air luck are even more solid.

When more and more Qing Qi chased after him, a large enough amount of Qi luck kept him from falling behind too much, and finally he was able to rely on the essence of Qing Wen to take the lead.

"This kid is not simple. He is a mere village scholar. Where did he get such luck?" Many officials couldn't help thinking this way.

In the end, the top fifty still stabilized their rankings, and those below this, regardless of literary talent or luck, were all dismissed.

It's meaningless, as long as it's not in the top fifty, it's a failure.

In fact, Xue Qing already knew it in his heart, but because he was concerned about the governor's face, he still discussed it with Lei Haomiao in a low voice.

"Take Zhou Bai first, Yu Song second, Sun Yucheng third, Qi Hua fourth..."

"If you have no objection to the rankings of the above fifty candidates, you can sign and sign and fill in the list immediately!"

"I have no objection." In the unanimous response of everyone, the ranking of Dingzhou's rural examination was settled.

Then the Dingzhou school inspector followed the list and filled in the names one by one on the official and specially made red paper for the second list.

In the 46th year of Daxu Xiangxing's Dingzhou second list.

After Governor Lei Haomiao officially stamped the seal of the state government, this list will take effect immediately.

Of course, the state government still needs to jointly submit a petition to the capital through Taoist officials and Xue Qing, first for filing, and then for the court to review whether the people on the list can be selected as new imperial examination candidates.

Those who were born in the two rankings are the right way. Needless to say, the gold content of the second ranking in the provincial examination and the first ranking in the palace examination cannot be ignored.

It's just that according to the usual practice, the court will basically not dismiss the list.

When the news came out from Yinshen Laodao, everyone stood in front of the list until dawn the next day.

"Come, come, the court has agreed!"

Suddenly, the clerk in charge of tracking woke up the people who had fallen asleep, and they looked up.

The red paper of the list trembled for a while, and the fifty names shone with golden lights, shining brightly.

Zhou Bai, who was still asleep, woke up suddenly. He looked up and saw a wave of luck from the imperial court's French Open, which seemed to have a small amount of power.

Zhou Baifu went to his heart and opened the heavenly book of luck.

I saw that the natal life projecting the human figure was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, representing the pure white natal life of ordinary people, and gradually gave birth to red, and the red color became more and more intense, as if rushing towards the red life.

Promoted by destiny?Zhou Bai understood, and quickly turned to the second page.

[Original Point: 37] (You won the first place in the Dingzhou Township Examination in the 46th year of Daxu Xiangxing, and won the title of Jieyuan, and the original point added [-].)
(End of this chapter)

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