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Chapter 182 Jie Yuan (1)

Cheng Jinzhou stretched and walked out of the ceremony hall.

He was woken up by the official who was invigilating the exam. A whole day of exam time is really too long for plagiarists. Not to mention that none of the 2,000-word article was written by him.

But don’t underestimate the 2,000 words in the imperial examination. In ancient Chinese history, the number of words in imperial examination articles was often regarded as an expression of "writing style." The early number one scholar articles were clearly required to be about 1,000 words. It is understandable how difficult it is to write a long and eloquent article in such a small space. So in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, when the number of words in articles increased to 3,000 or even 4,000, the gentlemen at that time began to reform the writing style quite arduously, and the Jiajing and Wanli dynasties repeatedly issued warnings. Xu Wei, who was born in the first year of Jiajing and is known as Xu Wenchang, is a bad example. The reason why he failed the exam eight times was not the fault of the eight-part essay, but his own fault - the court asked you to write short and concise, but you must write long and ugly, who can blame you? Those writers and artists who could not adapt to society kept their painful complaints that did not conform to the times, but attacked those who adapted to the times. It was also extremely unfair to the officials at the time. Even if the latter is corrupt, at least they have made contributions to society in terms of consumption and management. However, some literati only make contributions to future generations - being able to grow or be short is skill. It takes a lot of thought.

Students kept sighing and sighing as they passed by Cheng Jinzhou. The difficulty of the provincial examination was a huge leap compared to the provincial examination, and scholars rarely studied hard for another 10 years before trying, so there were many people who were confused when taking the examination for the first time.

The story of going from the provincial examination to the palace examination in one go with great success was also sung as a story in ancient times.

Cheng's father looked at Cheng Jinzhou out of the door with a little anticipation, then looked at his yawn angrily, and whispered: "It's the father's fault if he doesn't teach him."

Mother Cheng patted him gently, and Liu Qingshuang covered her mouth and laughed.

For the Cheng family, the provincial examination seemed to have become a very easy thing. It doesn't seem to matter whether you win or not.

Weng Xilian, who was not far away, hesitated under the tree and finally stepped forward. She didn't want to compete with Liu Qingshuang, but there were so few star warlocks in Daxia, and the only star warlock who could and was willing to help her was Cheng Jinzhou - a young man who seemed very young and easy to control, and also famous. Compared with such a large pioneer of mathematics and physics, it is extremely difficult to meet those long-famous astrologers.

Liu Qingshuang also saw this slim beauty and greeted her kindly, saying, "Is Miss Weng's brother also coming to take the provincial examination?"

She did remember the boy who took the provincial examination with Cheng Jinzhou last time. The capital of a country is always full of geniuses.

Weng Xilian said without giving a clear answer: "I want to take a look at this provincial examination."

With that said, she bowed to Cheng Yun'an and others again, and naturally hid under the canopy at the back.

Mother Cheng looked at Weng Xilian with interest, smiled and asked, "Whose child are you from?"

"My father, Weng Bao." Weng Xilian smiled and said, "He works in the Zongfu Mansion."

Positions in the Zongfufu, whether free or busy, require a certain level of aristocratic prestige, which is something that nobles strive to obtain.

"Shi Mo, go pick up Jinzhou." Although Cheng Yun'an and others are officials and can occupy closer positions, there are so many officials and nobles in the capital.

"Yes." Shi Mo quickly pushed forward and shouted, "Third brother."

A stream of star warlocks flew down from the sky quickly.

The leader was actually a third-level star warlock with three gold stars shining on the badge on his chest. He asked patiently and kindly: "Are you Mr. Cheng's family?"

"I am his father." Cheng Yunan bowed.

"We are the star warlocks from the outer peninsula. We would like to ask Mr. Cheng to come and have a talk." The leading third-level star warlock said to Cheng's father in a normal manner.

Cheng Yun'an couldn't answer. He was not very clear about the recent competition among several parties, but he had always heard about the subtle relationship between the church and the surrounding peninsula.

Cheng Yunxiang's mind was spinning faster and he said with a smile: "Jinzhou will be here soon. Let's chat."

As he spoke, Cheng Jinzhou had already flown into the sky above the ceremony hall, attracting countless eyes.

A group of star warlocks flew over and greeted each other in the sky: "Hello Mr. Cheng, I am Niu Lu, a star warlock from the outer peninsula."

"You're from the outer peninsula, please come here and give me a hand." Cheng Jinzhou's own anti-gravity star array has light tubes that fly upward, regardless of the ones that move sideways. If you want to have an angle with the ground, you have to change the direction of gravity as a whole. The end is extremely troublesome, and it is precisely because of the remaining supporting star arrays that it can bear fewer star points.

Niu Lu was stunned for a moment, then flew over to hold Cheng Jinzhou's hand, and said by the way: "I have read your article in "Journal of Xia Jing Science", and my favorite is the description of conic sections..."

"Why are you here?" Cheng Jinzhou suddenly interrupted him.

"Warlock Liu Kuangxing would like to invite you to a dinner party..."

"Dinner party? Will all the Star Warlocks attend?"

"All the star warlocks from the outer peninsula will participate."

Hearing what he said, Cheng Jinzhou began to ponder. An Feng Star Warlock must be extremely unhappy to join the temple. At a banquet attended by all the Star Warlocks in the outer peninsula, it seems a bit unreasonable to find a Star Warlock like himself who has recently joined the Temple.

In a moment, the group of people returned to the place where Cheng's father was standing. Although the nearby families were also from official families, they had never seen so many star warlocks. They had already moved away, making it the most empty place at the entrance of the ceremony hall.

Cheng's father asked Cheng Jinzhou with a serious face: "Is that good?"

"The middle rank is not a problem." Cheng Jinzhou glanced at Niu Lu as he spoke.

The third-level star warlock had no temper in front of Cheng Jinzhou. He looked around and said helplessly: "If it's convenient for you, the dinner will be held in three days."

With that said, he handed an all-red invitation to Cheng Jinzhou with both hands.

Cheng Jinzhou gave a noncommittal "Huh" and did not agree immediately.

After saying what needed to be said, Niu Lu took off directly. Cheng Yunxiang clicked his tongue twice and said: "The third-level star warlock came to deliver the invitation in person. Jinzhou, your face is getting bigger and bigger."

"Who knows what kind of banquet it is? There is no good banquet." Cheng Jinzhou handed the invitation to the servant.

"Don't go if you don't like it." Cheng's mother held Liu Qingshuang's hand with one hand, and Weng Xilian followed behind, her hot figure still visible in the backward robe.

Cheng Jinzhou didn't see many women in this era, but even if compared with the stars of later generations, Weng Xilian's figure was not inferior in the slightest, especially her waist and large breasts, which were so firm that it made people dizzy. After enjoying the treatment of studying ink for a few days, his psychology became complicated.

Facing his mother's somewhat narrow gaze, Cheng Jinzhou simply said hello and ignored everyone. Instead, he grabbed his second uncle and asked, "If this year's candidates are appointed as officials, where can they go?"

"Changfeng County." Cheng Yunxiang is a real fan of officials. He talks endlessly when talking about official positions: "Although Changfeng County is a lower county, it still has a population of 7,000 households. The county magistrate just Ding You, you go now After that, it would be best if you can be the county magistrate. If your ranking in the provincial examination is not ideal, I will find a way to make up for you and leave the county magistrate position vacant. In addition, the magistrate of Lingshi County in Linjun will be elected next year. Zhishi, that's Shang County, it would be best if it could be freed up for you."

If the household registration in the county exceeds 10,000, it is an upper county, and if the household registration is less than 10,000, it is a lower county. The former can be called a magistrate, and the grade is usually half a level higher.

Cheng Jinzhou nodded after hearing this and said, "Then if it's Jieyuan, where will it be divided?"

Cheng Jinzhou almost believed Yisu 80% of the time when he said that he could achieve the goal of Jieyuan.

Cheng Yunxiang asked doubtfully, "Jie Yuan?"

He is the head of the Ministry of Personnel. The assessment of officials below the 18th level is basically decided by one word, but when it comes to appointment and dismissal, the opinions of the local chief officials have to be taken into consideration. Recruitment of people to posts was usually a local matter, so it was a step away for him to participate, but he had never considered the issue of Jieyuan.

There is only one Jie Yuan in a province. Although the probability is much higher than that of the No. 1 scholar, it still depends on luck. Even the No. 1 scholar may not necessarily be the Jie Yuan of the year.

In Chinese history, except for a few geniuses of the Three Yuan Dynasties in the Northern Song Dynasty, there is no inevitable connection between Sanjia and Jieyuan - the quality of articles is sometimes really a matter of inspiration.

Cheng Yunxiang had been working in the Ministry of Personnel for 10 years. He thought for a moment and said, "Since the nephew of Jinzhou is so interested, I will go out of my way to get you a solution. Then I will find someone." The magistrate of a large county must also have a chance."

He thought Cheng Jinzhou wanted to unravel his operation.

In fact, except for animals like Ys, no one can guarantee that they will be able to pass the test.

Cheng Jinzhou smiled and shook his head and said: "As long as they are fair and impartial, it will be fine as long as they are impartial. Does Changfeng County have better farmland?"

"Thalassemia is real." Cheng Yunxiang said with a smile: "In good years, there is insufficient food, so we have to have a long harvest."

Cheng Jinzhou shook his head when he heard this and said: "If I win Jieyuan, my second uncle will have to find a good county for me. The place does not care about the number of small towns. It is best to have rich mines and coal and iron. If not, There should be one nearby.”

Although the Industrial Revolution began and expanded from the textile industry, it was based on coal and iron. As the Star Alliance's demand becomes higher and higher, increasing labor productivity is what Cheng Jinzhou really needs to consider.

In this regard, nothing could be more convenient than the industrial technology with which he was most familiar. The existence of the Star Warlocks has made preparations for the explosion.

The students slowly dispersed in front of the courtyard. Lu Anping, who had gotten on his carriage, found Cheng Jinzhou and shouted loudly. It seemed that he was well prepared.

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