May 14, 2018, the third year of Chongzhen was the auspicious day for the imperial examination for the formal imperial examination, the Enhancement and the General Studies of the Imperial College.

From the beginning of the night the day before, the deputy chief examiner Zhao Xing was so excited that he did not sleep. As a result, he had been candidates for countless exams in his previous life. Today, he finally got to the position of invigilator. Zhao Xing felt a sense of revenge. Being a teacher is a common problem for people. From now on, there will be many officials from the Ming Dynasty who respected himself as a teacher and were proud.

But when I was proud, I felt a heavy burden. Since the Sui and Tang dynasties, all dynasties have regarded the imperial examination as a top priority. During this period, there were so many frauds in the imperial examinations, and I don’t know how many people were killed. The relationship is too big, and one is bad, and it is a small loss of life.

He came to his mother's small Buddhist temple alone to burn incense and sit silently, waiting for the auspicious time to come, and also wanted to calm his mood.

Since the passage of time, Zhao Xing, a determined atheist who originally grew up under the red flag, has become suspicious.

Besides, the world has no gods, so why do you have to be all the time? You have come here inexplicably? The saint said, "A gentleman is not a traitor, you are a bad man, I believe you to the ghost."

He imitated his mother and worshipped the gilded ceramic craft behind the curtain with devout worship. He muttered something in his mind and said everything. In the end, he didn't know what he said, "It's not good to pray for too many Bodhisattvas. It will cause annoying. It's better to think about it yourself."

So after three bows, he sat on the futon where his mother always sat and meditated carefully.

When Emperor Chongzhen summoned him and Huang Daozhou, what he said was still heard in his ears. Chongzhen's earnest hope, earnest instructions, mean words and terrifying warnings also made him anxious.

Just as I was thinking, at the middle of the night, the sound of cannons sounded. Yes, it was the sound of cannons. This was the only action of Enko University, because I was afraid that the picks would oversleep.

The sound of cannons was deafening, Zhao Xing jumped up, corrected the python's jade belt, and ordered the family members who were waiting outside: "Prepare a sedan chair! Go to the tribute courtyard." This time, Zhao Xing made an exception and did not ride a horse. He wanted to show his literary popularity as much as possible.

The yard had been ready for a while, and the follower who did not dare to relax was ready immediately.

The door of my mother's room opened gently. My mother was dressed neatly and walked out of the room with a small lantern. The little girl snuggled tightly beside her and came to Zhao Xing.

After kicking the puppy away, Zhao Xing stood firm and saluted his mother: "Mom, don't worry, it's okay."

The mother smiled and said, "I know my son's ability, I know it's okay." Then she took Zhao Xing's hand and gently placed the small lantern in her hand in Zhao Xing's hand: "You are the invigilator, the deputy chief examiner, representing the emperor and doing the job for the emperor. The scholars are taking the imperial examination, why don't you? Take this little lantern, go and hand in a qualified paper for the emperor and his mother."

Zhao Xing bowed again: "Mom, I'm gone."

Then he got on the sedan chair, stretched out the small lantern from the sedan window, and walked staggeringly to the street.

On the street, soldiers from the Five City Military and Horses Division were five steps and one whistle in ten steps. They were kept on guard as if they were facing a great enemy. The Jinyiwei was wearing a hat and flying fish suit, pressed the embroidered spring sword in his hand, and went back and forth, searching for every secret alley and alley to eliminate every hidden danger that might pose danger to the students.

The sound of opening the inn door sounded one after another, followed by the lowered shopkeeper’s blessing to the scholars. Then, one small lantern after another began to slowly gather from all directions, and finally formed a sea of ​​lanterns. The three major tests in the three years of Chongzhen officially began.

In the Royal Buddhist Temple in Jingshan behind the palace, Chongzhen, who had been bathing and fasting for three days, did not sleep. Like Zhao Xing, Chongzhen, under the service of a large number of monks, piously completed the complex ritual procedures, and did not dare to make any mistakes, for fear that his slight disrespect would offend the Buddha.

Sitting on Huang Jin's cushion, folding his hands together, and in the monk's peaceful and low voice, Chongzhen, who wanted to calm down, could not calm down, and all the emotions were mixed, and they all came to his mind.

In the first year, an imperial examination was held, but he was not so nervous. At that time, he was still young and did not pay so much attention to the imperial examination, nor did he think about what an imperial examination would bring to his dynasty.

But this time it was different. After more than three years of training in the throne, he began to slowly understand politics. The more he understood politics, the less the original momentum he had on himself, and he became more trembling.

This time, Enko was too important to him. As Zhao Xing, who advocated Kaienko and the Cultivation Department, said, the ones used by this dynasty over and over again were all old ministers in the Wanli period, and there were no officials of this dynasty who were truly used by him.

The people who have been selected from the imperial examinations have become students who are the principal and deputy exams of the subject. Naturally, a small circle with mentors as the core and classmates as the basis.

This made countless small circles of the originally struggle of the Donglin nobles, which were linked together but complicated, and the struggle was endless, making the already decaying political atmosphere even more chaotic.

But no matter who fights against whom, except Zhao Xing, Zhang Zhi and two, there is no one who helps him, the real master of the Ming Dynasty. Being an emperor can do this, and if it is not as good as Zhao Xing, Zhang Zhi and two lonely ministers, and not even a treacherous minister flattered by Ayu, it has never been since ancient times. It is really a bit miserable. It is not miserable, it is too miserable.

You are called a lonely person, okay, don’t have to show off yourself, you’ll be sure to be.

This time, I will be the main test subject. From now on, there will be a group of real talents who are not nerds but real talents who are real talents and knowledgeable. From then on, a small circle with myself as the core will appear. At that time, I will lead them to charge and fight with other so-called parties. From then on, I will no longer be a double act with Zhao Xing in the court.

Thinking of this, I was also excited, but I felt depressed. The emperors in the world had to develop their own small circles and compete for power with their ministers. Is it another sadness for those who have never come before? It is not sadness, it is too sad.

Okay, now that I have a small circle, my ideas will no longer be unwilling to be implemented by lip service, and my imperial edict will never fail to leave the palace again. As Zhao Xing said, as long as this progresses slowly, officials in the world will be loyal disciples to them, and their government orders will be understood, and great governance can be realized, and ZTE will be expected.

Just as I was thinking about it, time was passing slowly. At this time, in a corner of the Buddhist temple, the Western bell deliberately moved over, made a gentle and trembling echo. Twelve times.

Chongzhen suddenly stood up and hurried to the entrance of the Buddhist temple. Standing at the highest point of this Beijing city, he saw that on the streets of Beijing city in the dark, lights began to light up, slowly like stars, slowly gathering into a galaxy, flowing towards the tribute court that the scholars in the world respected the most.
Chapter completed!