This is the case with the township test, there is a great deal of chance, but there are also some geniuses who appear.

Like Fei Hong, the first assistant of this dynasty, at the age of fifteen he learned about the Yuan in the Jiangxi Township Examination, and became the champion of the new department at the age of nineteen.

Although Wang Honghai's achievements are very dazzling, in front of many predecessors, especially in front of Lin Haoran's most dazzling achievements in the imperial examination, it has not aroused most doubts.

And the most victor of the Guangdong Township Examination this time is not Wang Honghai, who won the Xie Yuan, but Lin Haoran, the chief examiner who successfully presided over the township examination.

No matter what kind of results they obtained, at the Luming banquet the next day, these seventy-five new imperial examination people had to call Lin Haoran "teacher" in a proper manner, and perform the gift of disciples.

The political envoy of the Yamen, the deer feast.

A group of new imperial examiners dressed in brand-new costumes came in horse-drawn carriages, handed over the post in front of the door, and then walked into this magnificent Congerpin Yamen.

But I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if the class solidification has been formed at the moment.

Most of the 75 people who were selected in this township examination were from scholarly families in Guangdong. Like Fang Huaidan, he is the grandson of the former first assistant Fang Xianfu, even Xie Yuanlang Wang Honghai is also half of an official family.

The banquet had a fixed procedure, and after a group of new imperial examinees sang "Deer Song", they danced the Xingkui dance in the courtyard. After the ceremony, they stepped forward to toast, and the focus was naturally to leave a good impression on the teacher Lin Haoran.

Lin Haoran was absent-minded tonight, and there was obviously something on his face.

Wang Bai seemed to know what Lin Haoran was thinking, and whispered a few words to him, and Lin Haoran raised a little spirit and had some interaction with these seventy-five disciples.

The festive August has just passed, but September has been an eventful one.

Wanshou Palace, brightly lit.

Jiajing has the habit of picking up the lamp at night to review the recitals, at first because he wants to fully control the government, and then he can't sleep while taking pills, but finally he has developed a habit.

Just flipped through the pieces that were sent, but his brow was tightly locked. His face looked very solemn, and he sometimes scolded a few words, causing the surrounding palace people to be shocked.

After attacking Xuanfu, they headed towards Juyong Pass, and there was an emergency military situation from Juyong Pass, which could be described as dangerous.

However, the current Ming military and political government is rotten, and the soldiers raised by him are all willing to die, and they often can't shrink in the face of foreign attacks, and they are powerless to help him exterminate this group of alien races that should be cut by a thousand cuts.

In terms of the disaster, the seven prefectures of Hangzhou, Suzhou, Songjiang, Changzhou, Zhenjiang, Jiaxing, and Huzhou were flooded, and the water on the flat land was several feet deep, and it did not recede for many months.

This Jiangnan was originally a major financial input of the Ming Dynasty, but in the event of such a disaster, the imperial court was required to allocate silver for disaster relief, which was undoubtedly to aggravate the financial burden of the imperial court.

Such "natural and man-made disasters" were placed in front of Jiajing, causing Jiajing to be angry and quite disappointed with the current political situation.

"The emperor is angry, don't be angry!"

Huang Jin watched Jiajing's angry face retreat slightly, but he stepped forward to add tea and persuaded softly.

Although Jiajing had a lot of blood on his hands, he was not a tyrant, and said in a slight tone: "I want to concentrate on seeking immortality, but there are many incidents in the imperial court, what do you want?" ”

Huang Jin didn't think that he was going to ask him, and replied with a smile: "The old slave doesn't understand this, but the more he gets to this time, the more it proves that His Majesty is not far from the Great Road!" ”

"You pick what you say!" Jiajing glanced at him, and the irritability in his heart dissipated a lot.

If he can really find immortality and cultivate a long-lived body, even if this Ming is more chaotic, what's the matter. Compared with his avenue, the turmoil in this court is not worth mentioning at all.

Huang Jin watched Jiajing's face soften, and knew that silence was better than sound at this time, so that Jiajing could experience the kind of coolness with a superior IQ, which was the most superb sycophant.

"Yan Ge is here?"

Jiajing continued to flip the movement, as if asking casually.

If it was before, he would definitely not ask this sentence, because it was rare for Yan Song not to be in Xiyuan, and he would have been summoned directly. But since the death of Yan Song's wife, Yan Song has often gone home these days, and asked for his resignation in person a while ago.

Huang Jin lowered his voice, and carefully paid attention to Jiajing's face and said: "Master Qiqi, Yan Ge is not here today, but Xu Ge is here for a while, and I saw him writing green words at dinner!" ”

Oh?

Jiajing's eyebrows raised slightly, although Xu Jie did not have the ability of Yan Song, and this person was too sleek, but he was undoubtedly a loyal and obedient courtier, so he temporarily said: "Come and see if he is asleep?" If he doesn't sleep, call him! ”

I'm afraid he didn't realize that Xu Jie's presence in front of him has been repeated for a while, especially to share part of the voting work, which has caused Xu Jie to have a more and more important position in his heart.

"Yes!" Huang Jin immediately took the order and left.

Wuyi Palace, the lights in the duty room are still on, and the thin Xu Jie, who is working hard under the lamp.

Huang Jin couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw such a diligent Xu Jie, knowing that it would be a matter of time before he replaced Yan Song.

Although Yan Song is capable and has the grace of the saints, he is no match for the destruction of time after all. Especially with hearing loss, the saint was obviously dissatisfied with Yan Song.

On the other hand, it is Xu Jie, who seems so vibrant at the moment, and Yan Song is like one is the morning sun and the other is the sunset.

Xu Jie heard the movement, the candlelight on the special table swayed slightly, and when he looked up, he saw Huang Jin leading the little eunuch in, and immediately put the pen down, stood up from the chair and asked in surprise: "Grandpa Huang, why are you here?" ”

Huang Jin seemed to be a sincere person, and replied with a smile: "Just now, the emperor asked Yan Ge if he was there, and I said that Yan Ge was not there, and Xu Ge was here!" No, the emperor asked our family to summon you! ”

"Father-in-law's good intentions, Xu Mou's heart understands!" Xu Jie saluted respectfully, knowing that the previous dots and low profile had finally paid off.

Huang Jin looked at Xu Jie's posture like this, and he was also very happy in his heart. This gift was delivered, and as for Xu Jie, he was afraid that he would have to return him a big gift, so he reminded again: "Elder Xu Ge, let's go with our family!" You can't let the emperor wait! ”

"Good!" Xu Jie nodded in response, and made a gesture of please, his heart had already drifted to the Ten Thousand Saints Palace.

What did he work so hard to stay in Xiyuan for, not waiting for this day, to fill Yan Song's position in the heart of the saint, and finally to replace Yan Song, the dead old man's first assistant.

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