This censor can handle it, he really sprays when something happens

Chapter 1
In the 53rd year of Tianfu, the imperial examination that attracted much attention from the ruling and opposition parties came to an end.

This year's imperial examination is full of talents.

There is Song Gongwen, a student taught by the head of Yangshan Academy and the great Confucian Wang Linfu.

There is Sima Boyan, the most proud junior of Prime Minister Sima Yan.

There is a family of three champions, Wang Yan, the unicorn son of the Qingyuan Wang family, a scholarly family.

There is also Kong Dexiang, a descendant of Wensheng.

With the retirement of the older generation, these four people are also known as the newly promoted talents of the big Thursday by the good-for-nothing.

Outside the South Courtyard of the Ministry of Rites, there is a wall as tall as three feet.

When the list is released, the names of the students who have been selected are written here.

At this time, countless good people in Shengjing, as well as some rich men who were about to catch their sons-in-law, gathered around the list, waiting for the list to be released.

Many students who participated in this imperial examination couldn't get in.

Li Qing is one of them.

He stood on the periphery with a serious face and clenched his fists under his sleeves.

The literary style of the Great Zhou Empire was at its peak, and the competitiveness of scholars was very high.

He has been a human being in two lives, and with the efforts he has put in in this life, he is not worried about anyone competing with him.

In the hospital examination and the township examination, he beat those heaven's favorites, the high school case leader and Xie Yuan.

But the test is different, students from all over the country gather together.

There are many descendants of aristocratic families.

The aristocratic family of the Great Zhou Empire has become a trend that cannot be lost.

In the previous imperial examinations, almost ninety-nine percent of the students in the Jinshi came from aristocratic families.

"It's hard to do meritorious service, morality, and speech without entering the court."

"Han Chuang has studied hard for more than ten years. Whether he can change his fate depends on this one time."

Li Qing muttered to himself.

In this world where martial arts are almost celestial, if you have no strength, you can only let yourself be bullied.

But he couldn't find anyone who could teach him the way of practice.

In desperation, Li Qing could only take the road of imperial examination and be an ordinary person honestly.

Fortunately, when he started reading sage books, something unusual happened.

A kind of "qi" slowly condensed in his body.

As he read more and became more aware of some truths, the "Qi" in his body became larger and larger.

From the initial strand, to as thick as a finger, to now forming a column of air.

His body also became stronger and his mind became clearer.

The "qi" in the body, I don't know whether it is talent or righteousness.

But Li Qing knew that studying was his only chance to change his destiny.

And he learned that other scholars in this world, even great Confucian scholars, cannot cultivate their "Qi" through reading.

Only he is special.

Meritorious service, morality, and speech are the three immortals in the hearts of scholars.

Want to go further, want to get more powerful.

Entering the court is the best choice.

"Come on, the officials from the Ministry of Rites have come out."

As the door of the Ministry of Rites opened, four officials came out with the list.

There was a burst of cheers among the crowd.

The nervousness of many candidates also increased instantly.

All of them stared intently at the golden list on the wall, hoping that their names would be written on it.

"Qingyuan Wangxin!"

As the sound of an official singing the list came out, another list official immediately took up a pen and wrote the word "Wang Xin" on the bottom position of the gold list.

"The last one? Why am I the last one? Now the old man must beat me to death."

Among the crowd, a young-looking man in a brocade robe, about seventeen or eighteen years old, had a mournful face, which was very ugly.

If others pass the exam, they must jump up happily.

Fortunately, he actually had a mournful face.

"You're still young, so it's great if you pass the imperial examination for the first time. The old man shouldn't be too harsh."

Beside Wang Xin, a man who looked a little like him patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

It was Wang Yan, the Qilin son of the Qingyuan Wang family, and Wang Xin's elder brother.

"It's not that you don't know the old man's temper. He doesn't care how many times I take the imperial examination. He only cares about whether it will embarrass him. Fourth brother, you must plead for me in front of the old man later. "

As Wang Xin was talking, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he started to laugh, "If fourth brother, you can win high school and even win the first prize in the palace examination, maybe the old man won't care about me when he's happy."

Wang Yan shook his head and said, "In previous years, I was confident that I would be able to win the three yuan, but this year it is hard to say. Song Gongwen, Sima Boyan, and Kong Dexiang all have real talents and practical learning."

"Chengzhou Li Qian!"

"Longyang Wu Zizhan!"

"Jingnan Huang Gao!"

With the sound of singing the list, the students who got the first place wept with excitement, and the students who failed the list couldn't hide their sorrow.

Li Qing's expression became more and more serious.

On the list, there are few children from poor families!
If it is said that the children of the humble family are not as good as the children of the aristocratic family, Li Qing also admits this point.

After all, the children of the aristocratic family are taught by famous teachers, so they don't need to be involved in the trivial matters of life, let alone worry about not being able to afford books.

But the ratio between the two should not be so exaggerated!

At least a few poor scholars that Li Qing knew had real talents, but none of them appeared on the list.

When the sun was already high, the singing list finally came to an end.

The list official said to the crowd: "The next step is the ranking list from No.5 to No.1."

The noisy crowd immediately quieted down, holding their breath and waiting for the next list.

"No. 5 of this test..." The official who sang the list looked at the people and students who couldn't wait to watch, and after whetting his appetite, he finally shouted: "Sima Boyan!"

As the voice fell, the list official next to him picked up a pen and wrote down the words Sima Boyan stroke by stroke.

"Sima Boyan, this is the prime minister's grandson."

"Congratulations, Mr. Sima, the Sima family is about to usher in the era of three generations of officials in the same dynasty."

Sima Boyan, who was praised by everyone, didn't have the joy of No.5 in high school, but left silently with a cold face.

"No.4, Yangshan Song Gongwen!"

Not far from Li Qing, a man in white cupped his hands in response to the crowd's congratulations.

It's just that his face is not very good-looking.

No.4, far from meeting his expectations.

He didn't force Huiyuan.

From the very beginning, he came for the top three.

But I didn't expect that I couldn't even get in the top three.

"Next, we will announce the top three winners of this competition. No.3, Qingyuan Wangyan!"

The list of the top three was announced, and it was more intense than before.

A team of officials dressed in festive clothes beat gongs and drums beside them.

"Oops! Fourth brother, you failed to meet Yuan in high school, and now I'm completely finished!"

Beside Wang Yan, Wang Xin had a sad face.

Those who didn't know thought that his fourth brother didn't win the top three, but failed.

"You..."

Facing this clan brother who acted very eccentrically, Wang Yan was a little bit dumbfounded.

"However, there are only two places left. It is impossible for Kong Dexiang to fail the ranking. He must either be a senior high school student or come second. But who will the other person be?"

Wang Yan frowned and pondered, the people who could compete for the top three in his memory were all already in other positions on the list.

He really couldn't figure out who could beat him, Song Gongwen, and Sima Boyan.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, the people who were watching the excitement and the students who hadn't left also reacted.

That's right, those who can compete for the top three are the new four great talents!
But now three of the four great talents have announced their rankings, and only Kong Dexiang is left.

So who exactly suppressed three of the four great talents?
"Could it be that Juren, who failed several times before, broke into the top two after accumulating a lot?"

"It makes sense. Juren who failed several times suddenly became a high school student. Such cases have happened several times in the history of Dazhou."

"That kind of case is rare after all. I guess it might be a student of a great Confucian who quietly participated in this year's imperial examination."

"I just don't know if Kong Dexiang can win the championship."

"As long as the descendants of Wensheng participate in the imperial examination, their grades will not be bad. It is also the family with the most champions in my great week. In my opinion, no matter whether it is a person who has failed several times, or a student who is a direct descendant of a great Confucianism, they may all be inferior to Kong Dexiang. Down."

People, you talk to each other, and the discussion is very lively.

Many students, whether they failed the rankings or passed the rankings, also want to know who the No.1 and No.2 are.

When the atmosphere was set in place, the officials who sang the list began to sing the list.

"No.2, Kong Dexiang from Luzhou!"

When No.2's list was announced, the crowd went into an uproar again.

"It's really not Kong Dexiang!"

"I didn't expect that none of the four great talents won the championship!"

"Overpowering the four great talents, who is Huiyuan?"

Among the crowd, a gentle and elegant man with the style of an ancient gentleman did not show any surprise when he heard that he was not a Huiyuan.

On the contrary, his expression was as usual, and he accepted it calmly.

It seems that it is not strange for someone to overwhelm him.

"Brother Kong, who is capable of overpowering the four of us in high school? You must know something."

Song Gongwen, who did not make it to the top three and only achieved No.4, came to Kong Dexiang's side.

Kong Dexiang smiled, glanced at Li Qing who hadn't managed to squeeze into the crowd, and said, "Brother Song, don't worry, isn't the meeting going to be announced soon?"

Song Gongwen was very concerned about who pushed him out of the top three, but Kong Dexiang knew some information, but refused to say it, which made him anxious like a cat.

"Could it be me?"

Li Qing became nervous like never before.

Combined with the national conditions of the great Zhou imperial family controlling the government, he didn't think he could be a high school master.

But he also doesn't think that he can learn to fail with his own talents.

However, the fact is that either high school Huiyuan will rise to the sky in one step, or Sun Shan will leave the field in dismay after losing his name.

"Everyone be quiet!"

The official who sang the list opened his mouth, and after the crowd calmed down again, he said with a smile:

"This year, I will take the top spot in the test, who will it be?"

"High school Huiyuan will definitely leave a name in history."

"Next, it's time to witness the birth of the 120th and eighth member of my Great Week!"

The official who sang the list took a deep breath, raised the list in his hand, and read in an incomparably loud voice:
"The winner of this imperial examination high school——Li Qing from Linping Mansion!"

"Crackling!"

"Crackling!"

As the voice of the officials who sang the list fell, a team of officials dressed in festive clothes next to them beat gongs and drums, and lit firecrackers to celebrate Huiyuan.

The official of the list also carefully and earnestly wrote the two big characters of Li Qing on the top of the gold list on the wall of the South Courtyard of the Ministry of Rites.

All dust settled.

The scene began to be full of voices, and countless people had a question in their hearts, who is Li Qing?

"Li Qing, I know Li Qing from Linping Mansion! He is a very knowledgeable person even Zhong Maocai and Xie Yuan. I just didn't expect him to be a high school student!"

Suddenly, a student from Linping Prefecture shouted loudly.

The voice was full of disbelief and pride.

When the common people and other students heard the words, they were all incredulous.

"Linping Mansion? Isn't that a poor and remote place on the border of Dazhou? I heard that there are not many scholars there, and there is actually a Huiyuan!"

"This Li Qing can't be from the Chengzhou Li family, right? But I haven't heard that the Chengzhou Li family also has a branch in Linping Mansion."

"Li Qian, are you the Li family in Chengzhou who are the members of the present science meeting?"

In the minds of all the common people and students, it is the end of the day for a child from a poor family to pass the rank.

As for Huiyuan, or even the top three, don't even think about it.

Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there has never been a poor family Huiyuan!

Everyone subconsciously connected Li Qing with the Li family in Chengzhou.

Because only in this way is in line with their cognitive view.

Someone even pulled Li Qian directly and started to inquire.

Li Qian, who was surrounded by the crowd, smiled wryly and shook his head, "Everyone, I don't know if this Li Qing is a branch of my Li family in Chengzhou. Why don't you ask him directly."

The same surname is Li, and Li Qing is a member of high school, but he is No.2 from the bottom.

Shame, so shameful!
Under such a contrast, he just wanted to get away quickly.

Outside the crowd, Li Qing froze on the spot.

A great sense of happiness overwhelmed him.

But at the same time, he also had a doubt in his heart: "The aristocratic family has always suppressed the children of the poor family, how can a student of the poor family be admitted to high school?"

"Brother Li, you deserve your name. Congratulations on your high school membership! In fact, from the time No.3 came out on the list, I knew there was no suspense. You must be the number one. I am not as good as you in learning classics and ruling the world with articles."

Kong Dexiang, a descendant of Wensheng, came to Li Qing's side and congratulated him with a smile.

"Brother Kong is too polite."

Li Qing saluted Kong Dexiang back.

In high school Huiyuan, it is easy to enter the court and become an official.

Lide, meritorious deeds, and words, the ambition in his heart can finally be realized.

"Let's go, today's Zhuangyuan Building, I'll be the host! Although you are inferior in the general examination, I also want to compete for the number one scholar in the palace examination. Brother Song, shall we go to the Zhuangyuan Building together?" Kong Dexiang said.

Even though they only met Li Qing for a month, the two had only had three or five cultural exchanges.

But Kong Dexiang admired Li Qing very much.

Of course, admiration is nothing but admiration, he still wants to fight for the number one pick.

Compared with Kong Dexiang's open-mindedness, Song Gongwen on the side was very unwilling.

"Brother Li, are you from the Li family in Chengzhou?"

Li Qing shook his head and said, "It just happens to be the same surname, I'm just from a humble family, and have nothing to do with the Li family in Chengzhou."

After getting this answer, Song Gongwen felt even more unwilling.

It would be fine if he was overwhelmed by the children of the aristocratic family, but a mere humble family won the first prize?
"Brother Song, are you going or not?"

Kong Dexiang obviously didn't have the distinction of a poor and aristocratic family in his heart.

Influenced by Wen Sheng's thought that there is no distinction between teaching and learning, he only looks at the other person's character and knowledge when making friends, and never cares about his background.

"I won't go, I have to go back and prepare for the palace examination." Song Gongwen said, looking at Li Qing, "The palace examination is presided over by His Majesty himself, which is completely different from the rules of the general examination. The reason is that there are so few people. When we take the imperial examination, we will compete again."

After all, turn around and leave.

"Is this inexplicable hostility from the arrogance of the family?"

Although Li Qing disdained Song Gongwen's arrogance in his heart, he had to admit that what he said was true.

Whether you can be selected as the number one scholar depends on how well you perform in the palace examination, and whether you are the person the emperor wants.

Even if the emperor is very satisfied with you, you have to weigh the pros and cons, the thoughts of the court ministers, and the reactions of the noble families.

As an emperor, sometimes you will be constrained.

"Li Qing and Li Huiyuan are over there!"

"Where? Where?"

"Hurry up, it's right in front of you, next to Mr. Kong, hurry up and enjoy yourself!"

"Let's go together!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd recognized Li Qing.

In an instant, countless people and students rushed towards him.

"Brother Li, hurry up!"

Kong Dexiang grabbed Li Qing and ran away.

If it is surrounded by the crowd, it will not be able to escape at all for a while.

At this time, on the street diagonally opposite the Ministry of Rites, there was a private room in a restaurant.

A middle-aged man in fine clothes held a wine glass and looked through the window at Kong Dexiang and Li Qing who were running.

"Li Qing of Linping Mansion, a poor family member. Very good, it's you!"

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, walked out of the private room, and said: "Go, invite Li Qing to the house."

An old man dressed as a butler beside the middle-aged man bowed and said, "Yes, my lord."

(End of this chapter)