Chapter 1238: The Real Temple Exam Begins
Could it be that this is the dying sick who sat up in shock and remembered that he hadn't read today? ”
"Flutter"
Except for Mo Qianxun, the other officials didn't dare to say a word.
In the entire examination room, only Mo Qianxun's laughter echoed, "Your Majesty, what you said is really a golden sentence, and it is really strange to say, I have been studying hard for decades, but I am sick in the palace exam today, I really don't know if it is a lack of luck, or is there another hidden secret?" ”
Mo Qianxun's words mean something.
Emperor Zhongzhou also had a smile on his face, just smiling and smiling, and that smile slowly disappeared.
He glanced at the courtiers who had already seemed to have understood, and said coldly, "In this case, I don't want to have a next time, I want capable people who can serve the country, not a group of weak seedlings who have no ink on their chests and claim to be sick!" ”
“…… Be. ”
This year's Spring Festival was handled by the Ministry of Officials, and the Ministry of Officials naturally knew who the Emperor of Zhongzhou was talking to, so he could only stiffen his face and answer the words.
Damn, this palace exam, not only didn't let any of him be shortlisted, but also lost his face!
Among the remaining more than twenty candidates, there are a few who were brought by Mo Qianxun, and the Emperor of Zhongzhou has been assessed one by one.
"It was just a re-examination just now, not a real palace test, and the palace test has another test method for the palace test."
The Emperor of Middle-earth waved his hand, "Little eunuch." ”
"The minions are here!"
The little eunuch who had already returned immediately stepped forward, holding a large square box, and walked in front of the remaining twenty or so candidates, "Please take out a piece of paper from the box in the slave's hand." ”
What's to be done?
The candidates of martial arts looked at each other a few times, but in the end, they all stepped forward, took out the note from the box, and unfolded it to see that there was nothing else on it, only a simple number.
"Okay, all the candidates have drawn the serial number."
Emperor Zhongzhou said loudly, "My palace examination is different from the previous palace examination, it is not a casual comparison with a spear and a short knife, you each have a number on the paper in your hand, and now, you find candidates with the same number as yourself and stand together." ”
Although the candidates didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the Emperor of Zhongzhou, they also obediently stood in a column with the same number of people according to the serial number, and for a while, the candidates on the examination platform were divided into two groups, and the number of people on both sides was exactly eight people.
"Alright."
Emperor Zhongzhou clapped his hands, and immediately someone stepped forward and moved a huge platform onto the examination platform.
The candidates of martial arts, and the courtiers in the stands, immediately stretched out their heads to take a look.
Yo, isn't this the military platform used by generals when the country is at war?
The military platform, which is made of cement and sand, simulates the territory map of the countries, with mountains, rivers, plains, miniature towns and cities, and miniature city walls that are almost identical to reality. Next to the platform, there are many iron chess pieces, which are carved into the appearance of infantry, or carved into cavalry sitting on horses, as well as miniature small turrets, and battering rams, etc., which are often seen on the battlefield.
This military station is a shrunken map of the borders of the countries!
"This military platform, I guess you don't know much about it, but my generals in Central Continent are very familiar with it."
Emperor Zhongzhou smiled,