What should I do if I am beheaded by the First Emperor at the beginning?

Chapter 231 The Anthology Contest Makes It Worse

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As early as a few months ago, Xianyang City issued an announcement, saying that it would hold the second anthology contest.

This time the competition did not promise anything, but more people came than the first time before.

Because they saw those who participated in the first anthology contest.

Among those people, some became sheriffs, some became magistrates, and some became county magistrates.

As long as they are qualified, they basically have official jobs.

Some of the most outstanding people, such as No.1 in the last anthology competition, became the commander of Xianyang, and one of the top five in the last anthology competition, Chen Ping, became the "commander" of the Manufacturing Department.

Cao Shen was transferred to the prime minister's office. Although he was a small official in the prime minister's office, he followed Li Si, the right prime minister.

Speaking of Prime Minister You, I have to say that Li Si is a fierce man.

After completing the tasks assigned by Yingzheng day and night, at a court meeting, Yingzheng felt inspired and promoted Li Si to the right prime minister.

He mentioned Wang Guan to the position of Prime Minister Zuo.

But now, the position of Ting Wei is vacant, and no one can take it for the time being.

Regarding the position of Ting Wei, everyone has different opinions.

Some people said it was prepared for Xiao He, the order of Xianyang, while others said that "Shao Fu" was prepared for Xiao He.

As for the position of Ting Wei, it was given to "Feng Chang", one of the original nine ministers.

As for the position of "Feng Chang"?

Most people said that it was left to Chen Ke by His Majesty the First Emperor.

After all, "Fengchang" is the head of the Jiuqing.

However, some people say that "Feng Chang" has a very high status, but he does not have much actual power, so "Ting Wei" is the real head of the Jiuqing.

Whatever the guesswork, everyone agrees on the same thing.

Chen Ke is about to be promoted by the First Emperor.

Whether it's the ministers in the court, the people in Xianyang City, or the princes in the palace, or the first emperor.

All think so.

Notices were posted one by one, and people gathered at the city gate to watch.

Some people who participated in the anthology competition before walked out of Baijia Palace and led these students who had not participated in the anthology competition to the place of the exam.

And Chen Ke was already waiting there.

But in a short time, the people who had already prepared were brought to Baijia Palace by the previous class of students.

There are more candidates in this session than in the previous session, so it cannot be used in other places.

Looking at the dense crowd, Chen Ke couldn't help sighing with emotion.

"I didn't expect that there would be so many people in this second essay competition."

Li Si stood beside him, sorting out the test papers beside him, while silently looking at the final question.

He pressed his forehead and looked at Chen Ke who was standing there leisurely.

"Chen Ke!"

"You just look at it like this? Hurry up and help!"

Chen Ke shrugged his shoulders, and glanced at Fusu who was standing beside him with a suppressed smile on his face: "Hurry up and help, what are you laughing at?"

Fusu quickly suppressed the smile on his face, then squatted on the ground and carefully sorted out the test papers in front of him.

The title on it surprised Fusu.

"Teacher, this topic"

Chen Ke and Li Si raised their heads together and looked at Fusu in front of them: "What's wrong with the question?"

Fu Su didn't say anything, but frowned slightly: "It's just that I didn't expect that the teacher's question this time was so specific."

The topic is very simple, only a dozen words.

"Today, the world is in turmoil, and the people are uneasy. To achieve peace, how can we ask for peace in the world?"

The topic this time is different from the last time. Last time, I could do a splendid article, but this time, I have no chance.

You must have real talents to be selected.

By the time the students had all entered the arena, Chen Ke and the others had already packed up the test papers and were waiting for the servant to distribute the test papers.

Chen Ke stretched, looked at the crowd, and narrowed his eyes.

"It seems that the third anthology competition can be held at the county level."

Li Si looked at the crowd and nodded.

"The frantic gathering of these people to Xianyang City is also a big burden for Xianyang."

"Gather them in their respective county towns, and only those who rank among the top [-] in the county's first-level essay competition will be eligible to come to Xianyang City."

"As for the rest, you can get the title you mentioned before, and then stay in the county."

"In this way, talents can be retained everywhere."

"If this is the case, why worry about the great Qin world?"

It is not a good choice to gather all the talents in Xianyang City.

Great talent enters Xianyang, medium talent enters the county, young talent enters the county, and some mediocre people live in the villages and towns.

It can also cultivate new talents for Daqin.

Jiangshan has talents!

Chen Ke moved her shoulders a bit, saw that everyone sat down, and after the bell outside the Baijia Palace rang, she stood up.

He looked at the crowd with a serious expression.

"The first year of the First Emperor, September 25th."

"I am following His Majesty's order to invigilate the second essay competition."

Chen Ke pointed to the paper in the distance: "This is the examination paper of this anthology competition. The examination paper will be sealed after it leaves the palace. Except for His Majesty, this official and Prime Minister Li, no one will know the content of this examination paper."

"There are iron eagle guards on patrol in the field, and you must not cheat."

"If there are cheaters, different punishments will be given according to the severity of the circumstances."

"If the circumstances are relatively minor, they will be sentenced to [-] days of corvée and a fine of a hundred gold; if the circumstances are more serious, they will be sentenced to half a year of corvee and a fine of one thousand gold."

"Regardless of the seriousness of the case, anyone who cheats will not be allowed to participate in the anthology competition, be not allowed to be an official in the court, or be a petty official in a local area within ten years."

"Do you guys understand?"

After the disciplinary words were finished, many students sitting there looked terrified.

"I'll understand."

Chen Ke nodded slightly and looked at Han Tan on the other side.

Han Tan holds a golden wrong knife in his hand, which was forged by Emperor Shihuang.

He removed the seal on the box with a golden knife, then ordered the iron eagle guards to take out the test papers, and handed the seals to Li Si and Chen Ke.

Immediately afterwards, Han Tan said seriously: "The test paper has been unsealed, and the certificate can be broken, and the test paper has not been leaked."

"Please Prime Minister Li and Chen Shaofu announce the start of the anthology contest."

Li Si and Chen Ke looked at each other, and then they both took a step forward and said together: "The second Daqin Essay Competition, start."

As Chen Ke and Li Si's voices fell, everyone lowered their heads and began to answer the paper.

At this time, in the Baijia Palace.

The rest of the students watched and listened to this scene with emotion.

"Oh, this is the second anthology contest, time really flies by."

"I vaguely remember what it was like when you and I came to participate in the anthology contest last year."

Someone else laughed and said, "At that time, I was always sitting outside, exposed to the autumn wind, but today's students have a good place, right here in Baijia Palace."

Some people giggled after hearing this joke.

"Don't tell me, this time the students not only have a new location, but also the Prime Minister and the Shaofu have new words."

"Last year, it was not so formal and there were not so many new words."

When everyone was discussing, I don't know who said a word. ,

"That's telling another thing."

"It means that my Daqin is thriving and becoming stronger, doesn't it?"

Everyone froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Not bad."

"Brother Tian is right."

And in a certain corner of the Baijia Palace, several people silently went back with their books.

When they returned to the house, their faces were solemn.

"You and I must hurry up and study, otherwise we will be compared to the past by this group of newcomers, what should we do?"

"Are you going to let them step on you and me?"

The other man also had a serious look on his face.

"If you really have a great talent, that's all."

"I'm afraid that those ordinary people who are as ordinary as us can also step on you and me!"

Several people looked at each other and began to look at the book again.

Determined to win the first few places in the next election, and then be sent to be an official.

Even if you can't be an official, you can still win the title of doctor of Baijiagong.

Now that there are more students, the original doctorate is not enough, let alone some doctors have been released?
This is a good opportunity.

How much does autumn fall and autumn wind know, these people began to study like desperately.

On September 26, the sky was fine.

Although there are many students and papers in the essay competition this time, it is a little different from the first time.

Chen Ke and the others don't need to continue reading the first pass of the paper.

After a year of discussion, Li Si came up with a whole set of procedures.

The papers of the students in the anthology competition were first handed over to other officials of the imperial court for inspection, specifically those officials other than Jiuqing.

Then, the selected part was handed over to several members of Jiuqing for inspection.

After that, it was handed over to the left and right prime ministers, Chen Ke, Mr. Fusu and others for inspection.

After these people screened again, they selected [-] papers and handed them over to the emperor for inspection. After the emperor inspected them, he decided on the quota for the essay competition.

As a result, Chen Ke was temporarily released.

He was half lying in Zhangtai Palace, yawning unscrupulously.

All the papers will be circulated, probably until September 27th.

Fu Su looked at Chen Ke's half-dream look with a helpless expression on his face.

"Teacher, why do you look like you can't wake up every day?"

"Did you stay up late again?"

Hearing the word stay up late, Chen Ke quickly sat up and opened his eyes.

He looked at Fusu, then took a look around, and he was relieved when he found that there was no shadow of Emperor Shihuang.

"I'm talking about Fusu, but I dare not talk nonsense."

"If His Majesty finds out, it will be terrible."

Chen Ke looked distressed: "If Your Majesty hears this, he will definitely let the people from the Black Ice Terrace watch me."

"At that time, I will not be free again."

Hearing Chen Ke's words, Hu Hai on the side giggled a little.

"Hahahahahahaha, teacher, teacher, why are you so afraid of father?"

"Could it be that the father will kill you?"

Chen Ke shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "With my half-dead personality, I am most afraid of meeting someone as serious as His Majesty."

"Get busy, sorry for yourself."

"But if you don't do anything, you feel sorry for His Majesty again."

He said with emotion: "So, I can neither do it, nor can I do it all. Is it because I am afraid of seeing Your Majesty?"

Fu Su looked at Chen Ke and asked, "But teacher, haven't you made up your mind to stand up?"

He looked Chen Ke up and down, his tone full of ridicule and jokes.

"Is this your rise?"

Chen Ke lay there, relying on a few things: "Tomorrow, tomorrow."

"Be sure to rise up next time, definitely rise up next time."

Laughter echoed in the hall, but the sound of footsteps in the distance was covered by the laughter.

Seeing Fusu smiling, Chen Ke stopped smiling and was also a little confused.

"Fusu, what's wrong?"

"Looking at your appearance, I thought it was your father who came."

He curled his lips, and when he was about to say something, he saw Fusu winking at him.

Chen Ke turned around subconsciously, and saw Ying Zheng in a black dragon robe, standing there with a half-smile, a strong smile.

"Oh?"

"Afraid of me?"

Ying Zheng smiled and asked, "Why is Chen Aiqing afraid of me?"

All of a sudden, an awkward atmosphere prevailed.
Chen Ke said hastily: "Ahem, Your Majesty, you must have misheard. How could I be afraid of you?"

"The minister treats you with respect only."

Ying Zheng sat in front of Fu Su casually, without questioning, just said with a smile, "Really?"

"In this case, you can come a few more times in two days."

"I happen to have something to ask you, and I want to ask you about white porcelain, celadon and other things."

Looking at Chen Ke's gradually changing eyes, Ying Zheng continued to say, as if he didn't notice it, "Besides, there are some government affairs."

"It's really a headache for me to deal with these government affairs."

"It just so happens that you said that, then you should also deal with it with me by the way."

Ying Zheng looked at Chen Ke and smiled slightly: "Should Chen Aiqing be willing? Shouldn't she have any objections?"

"If there is, tell me."

"I'm not a person who can't listen to opinions."

"I'm not the kind of person who oppresses and oppresses my courtiers."

After these three sentences, Chen Ke's eyes changed rapidly, from dull at first to fawning.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Your Majesty is right."

"How can I be unwilling, I am so willing, I am willing to go through fire and water for His Majesty, I am willing to go up and down mountains of swords and seas of fire for Your Majesty, and I am willing to die for Your Majesty."

After a series of words, Chen Ke rubbed his hands.

"It's just that there are papers for the anthology contest to be read in two days, please read them, Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng followed Chen Ke's example and blinked: "Oh?"

"Then take it to Zhangtai Palace, I happen to watch it with you."

Looking at the smiling Ying Zheng, Chen Ke had no choice but to agree and said, "Okay, I will bring the papers in two days."

Ying Zheng laughed, and then said: "That's right."

He said lightly: "Okay, you can go back if you have nothing to do."

"Handle the affairs of the six countries well."

The evening of September 26.

Xiang Yu sat in the village back then, with Xiang Liang's tomb in front of him, everything seemed very ordinary.

"uncle."

"Qin's county guards are already in place. These people are all from the Baijia Palace."

"And Qin has already started the second anthology contest."

"Do I really have a chance?"

PS: The third update, typos, etc. will be corrected.Wan more I did it.Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

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