Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Fang Zheng shrugged and stopped talking.

Let him say what he wants, he would absolutely not grade the papers. At worst, he'd find an excuse to get away.

They can't force a cow to drink if it doesn't want to, can they!

Seeing Fang Zheng's impervious attitude, Zhang Dongxiang was speechless and said nothing more.

After waiting for who knows how long, all the candidates had entered the venue.

By this time, it was already broad daylight. The inner curtain officials sealed the doors, and there was no longer any communication between inside and outside. If there was anything to discuss, it could only be done at the inner curtain door.

After some more time, the examination officially began.

The invigilators also began to patrol the rows of numbered cubicles.

In addition to helping candidates solve special situations, examiners are generally only responsible for invigilation. As long as it's not excessive, examiners will not interfere with what candidates do in their cubicles. Therefore, before the grading process, the examiner's job is boring but relatively easy.

Fang Zheng also paced between the rows of numbered cubicles, constantly observing each candidate and their papers.

He didn't pay attention to what the candidates were writing, he paid attention to their names.

There were requirements for the examination papers, and names and origins were naturally included.

When he saw a candidate he liked, he would first memorize their name, and then take out paper and pen to record it when he was in a deserted place.

He didn't record it in person for fear of affecting the candidate's mentality.

Helping the Six Ministries select reporters was naturally not something to be sloppy about, and Fang Zheng also had his own set of standards.

Good-looking!

That's right, being good-looking was Fang Zheng's only standard for selecting reporters.

In his previous life, he had neither worked as a reporter nor run a newspaper.

Although he had personally established the Banshan Newspaper Office, and the newspaper publishing was relatively smooth, there were actually many problems encountered.

He generally acted as a hands-off shopkeeper, leaving it to the people below to think of solutions.

He was only responsible for providing money!

Of course, as long as the money was in place, no work was difficult, so the progress below was quite smooth.

It's just that he didn't expect Emperor Jing to mistakenly think that he was very experienced, and even sent him to select reporters.

Then he could only extrapolate based on that little bit of life experience.

The existing reporters in the newspaper office had also explored their way step by step, and they couldn't be said to have much experience.

Scholars who can get to the provincial examination and enter the tribute courtyard are naturally deeply cultured, and there are no idiots or fools.

Their IQs are definitely far above the passing line, and ordinary reporter work can probably be learned without any problems.

Even if some arrogant scholars are selected, it's not a problem. Usually, after two years of social beatings, they will know how to behave.

Then the only problem is that they may encounter difficulties when going out to collect news.

Communicating with all kinds of people, language communication skills are the most important, but he has no way to assess it. Everyone is taking the exam, so he can't go up and chat with people, so he can only look at their appearance!

Before the rise of self-media in his previous life, he had never seen any TV reporter who was ugly, so this was the only indicator when Fang Zheng selected people.

People who are good-looking always have less resistance when communicating with people than ordinary people, and may even be looked upon favorably.

When he was selling misery in Hengjiang Prefecture, he got more money than others! Even if other beggars were obviously more miserable than him!

People are emotional animals after all, and the proportion occupied by rare attributes such as logic and reason is too low.

Not to mention selecting reporters, even if the imperial court selects officials, the influence of appearance should not be ignored!

There are quite a few handsome guys in the court, and even many old ministers can directly create an image of immortality with a Taoist robe.

Zhong Kui was exempted from being the champion by Emperor Dezong because he was ugly, and as a result, he committed suicide in anger, which can be called a model of appearance control killing people.

The truth is so simple, and reality is so cruel.

For others, the imperial examination is an exam, but for Fang Zheng, it is a beauty pageant!

If Emperor Jing knew that he was selecting people like this, he would probably be beaten to death with sticks, right.....

The speed of selecting people by only looking at faces is naturally not slow. In a short time, Fang Zheng had already walked through six rows of numbered cubicles.

He wrote down more than a dozen names on the paper, all of whom were poor children with upright appearances.

Although everyone was wearing single clothes, Fang Zheng only picked those with patches.

People with good family backgrounds can afford to support them, and they may not be willing to go to the Six Ministries to be reporters. At worst, they can support themselves for three years and try again!

It's normal to take the exam at the age of fifty or sixty. If you pass the exam, it will be a blessing for future generations!

It's not necessarily the case for poor families. Losing a labor force at home, and pens, ink, paper, inkstones, and books are not cheap, and six years can drain a family.

If this continues, they can only go back to be second-rate teachers or write for others.

Being a reporter is undoubtedly a top choice. Although it is not in the officialdom, it is already the closest place to power!

They can have the opportunity to meet countless dignitaries, and their network is beyond the reach of ordinary officials. It can also be considered a success, and if they are lucky, they may be able to be promoted to officialdom!

Although everyone is just passing by, Fang Zheng plans to help one if he can, anyway, it's just a matter of convenience.

While constantly patrolling, many scholars were stared at by his eyes and felt chills all over their bodies.

They only felt that this examiner was unusual! He even bent down to look at people! That smile was very similar to an old pimp in a brothel.

However, the exam was important, so they had to bury their heads in answering the questions and didn't dare to waste time thinking about it.

It wasn't until Fang Zheng strolled to the Hong character numbered cubicle that he finally saw an acquaintance, Shen Yi.

Shen Yi was currently burying his head in answering the questions, looking very serious. Fang Zheng couldn't help but go up to take a look.

The draft paper was covered with densely packed small characters, neat and beautiful. Fang Zheng couldn't help but nod.

The writing is good! But not as big as mine, I still need to practice!

Shen Yi was busy when he suddenly felt the sunlight being blocked, so he quickly raised his head and was relieved to see that it was Fang Zheng, and a smile appeared on his face.

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and whispered: "Take the exam well, don't be nervous." After speaking, he continued to walk inside.

Hearing him speak, Shen Yi suddenly felt a lot more at ease, took a deep breath and continued to bury his head in writing.

Just as he walked to Shen Yi's neighbor, Fang Zheng's steps suddenly stopped, he looked sideways and smiled!

The paper clearly read Zhang Chang, as well as the names and origins of three generations of ancestors.

This is Zhang Shi, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue!

At the poetry debate on the painted boat, this kid repeatedly found fault with him!

His father is not easy to get along with either, and he probably often impeached him, but they were all kept by His Majesty.

Today can be regarded as me catching him! Hehe!

Zhang Chang was writing furiously, feeling excited in his heart!

This exam question is not difficult for him, it even seems a little simple, he had already memorized it by heart!

He had been confined by his father for almost a year, cut off from the outside world and studying hard every day! Even if he was a little short and failed, his father said that he could simply operate behind the scenes... In this way, passing the exam is almost 100% certain!

After passing the exam, he can participate in the metropolitan exam in half a year... As long as he can enter the top three, even if he is only a Jinshi, coupled with his father's influence and the relationship with the Hanlin Academy, being selected as a Shujishi is very promising!

At that time, he will be a close minister by His Majesty's side....

An shameless villain, Fang Zheng, can fool His Majesty into getting a third-rank official with a clever tongue.

When this young master rises, he will definitely make Fang Zheng pay for his blood debts!

As he wrote, Zhang Chang's expression gradually became ferocious, and he unconsciously made a giggling sound, which sounded extremely creepy.

Suddenly, he felt the light in front of him dimming, Zhang Chang couldn't help but look up, and this look made his eyes split open! He was struck by lightning!

He saw Fang Zheng smiling at him with his back to the sun, his face full of warmth.

Demon! It's that demon! Damn it! Why is the examiner Fang Zheng, why!!!

Zhang Chang's hairs all over his body stood up instantly, and dense goosebumps began to appear on his arms.

Looking at Fang Zheng, he squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and trembled:

"Lord... Lord Fang... Hello..."