This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 376 Number One Scholar
Jinluan Hall.

A total of more than two hundred tributes were sitting silently.

On the dragon chair directly above them, Jianhong looked forward calmly, looking at the respectful eyes of the whole hall, but his heart was untroubled.

This is already the fourth time he has taken the palace exam in person.

There was no extra sound in the entire hall except for the rustling of Lang Hao on the paper in the hands of the students.

The hall is quiet.

Some students frowned, some smiled, some were confident, and some shook their heads.

Hai Wuyan, who was sitting in the first seat in the first row, had no expression on his face at this time, and the brush in his hand was swaying slowly and unhurriedly.

The questions for the palace examination were also within the scope of his review.

So his eyes were extremely relaxed.

And after this palace test, you will know the answer.

Whether it is an article, a poem, or an analysis of a new topic, the antelope horns hanging between the lines have a refreshing charm that you will never forget after reading it.

Time passed by minute by minute.

"Such a loud sound, this is..."

But the student he pays most attention to is naturally Hai Wuyan.

Just in case, after the students' papers are collected, they must be put in the back and rearranged in order, and their names must be stamped before being returned to the main hall for marking by the marking officer.

Hai Wuyan tidied his desk gently, looking at the densely packed test papers in his hands, his eyes shone with confidence.

Naturally, this palace examination was not as strict as the one a few months ago.

Of course, the most worth mentioning is Hai Wuhuang's song "On the Military March" which makes people's blood boil with excitement after reading it!
Not to mention those who personally participated in the Battle of Yumenguan that year, people like Jianhong who did not participate in that war. After reading it, they can't help being brought into that war, making people want to pick up a knife and go there. In the northern border, the demon clan was killed in pieces.

When Xiao Huang's voice at the door: "Time's up!!" sounded.

Hey, I am the third best in the exam. My son will be more confident this time and get the third best in the exam.

Everyone looked out of the hall in shock.

Then my Hai family is really about to rise!
Ignoring the jealous glances from his colleagues from time to time, the uncle was immersed in the world he created for himself.

All the students put their pens on the table.

But this time is not slow.

The current test papers will be graded by three marking officers and sent to Jianhong, who will rank them.

Soon someone sent the test paper with the name signed on it.

"I do not know!!"

The corners of his mouth were raised to the sky, looking at the much-anticipated Hai Wuyan, as if his uncle himself was being respected.

Even if Jianhong had not had other ideas in mind, it would not have been difficult for Hairui to be ranked number one.

The ministers did not discuss it, and even the students who had just handed in their papers were confused.

Then there was a burst of discussion:
"what happened??"

As soon as the marking officer put the paper in his hand, he heard a thundering sound that was transmitted into the main hall.

In the palace examination that year, the gap between Hai Rui's results and the top two was only a hair's breadth.

Hai Wuhuang was a Huiyuan in this examination, so it was hard for people not to pay attention to it. Naturally, he had read Hai Wuhuang's Huiyuan articles.

When all the students stopped writing, small yellow doors began to come forward to collect their test papers.

"boom!!!"

Because besides the emperor, there were other ministers who graded the examination papers.

He had no worries about his literary talent.

At this time, all the officials stood on the other side of the hall, looking at these students.

Hairui Hairunze.

I just don’t know what to use next sentence.

The most important reason why Jianhong pays attention to Hai Wuhuang is Hai Wuhuang's father.

Jianhong, who was sitting at the top, looked back and forth on the faces of these students.

A double scholar.

……

Among these ministers, the uncle's face was the most comfortable.

Time passed slowly.

But the name still needs to be covered up to avoid problems with the marking officer.

In addition to the students, there are naturally other ministers in the main hall.

In terms of literary talent, Hai Rui is not bad.

How is this going? ?
Jianhong's eyes flashed coldly:
"What's going on outside?"

"Your Majesty, I'm not sure. I've sent someone to investigate."

A soldier came forward to report.

"Hurry up."

Jianhong waved his hand impatiently.

At this time, Jianhong was already in the side hall.

Since he ranks the papers, he cannot directly participate in marking them.

Time passed slowly.

"Your Majesty, the three marking officers have marked the test paper. Please take a look at it."

A small yellow door came to Jianhong respectfully.

After Jianhong heard this, his eyes slowly looked at these papers.

Without speaking, he picked up a paper and read it carefully.

Then, he looked at it bit by bit.

When his eyes fell on a test paper, his hand paused slightly.

"Haha, this test paper has a unique writing style and is refreshing. I think it should be Qinghe Academy's Hai Wuyan test paper."

Although they were signed, by the style of writing in these papers, Jianhong could naturally guess which paper was written by whom.

While reading, Jianhong secretly guessed.

He had read Hai Wuyan's Huiyuan Volume, and he could tell with just a quick comparison.

"Haha, I'm stupid, but I can't understand the article."

The old eunuch only glanced at the test paper lightly, then looked away and answered respectfully.

"The language is concise and every word is exquisite. This volume is of outstanding literary talent. It is definitely one of the best!"

Jianhong chuckled.

"Then I think your Majesty has already decided on the rankings for this palace examination?"

The old eunuch glanced at Jianhong cautiously.

There was a hint of regret in Jianhong's eyes, and he sighed:

"My high regard for Hai Runze has been known to all the ministers. If I give his eldest son a first-class rating, wouldn't I be supporting another Ji Xuan?"

Hearing this, the old eunuch was suddenly shocked. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to answer Jianhong's words.

Eunuchs cannot interfere in politics.

At this time, the old eunuch knew that he must not say anything that would affect His Majesty.

Seeing the old eunuch's performance, Jianhong's lips curled up slightly.

He casually put Hai Wuyan's paper aside and began to read other people's papers.

The old eunuch also kept his eyes straight and waited quietly and respectfully.

After Jianhong had read all the papers, he started to write and rank the papers one by one with a smile.

The old eunuch was keenly aware that Hai Wuyan's paper was placed in the middle of the stack of papers.

"Tsk."

The old eunuch shook his head secretly.

It seems that His Majesty is not ready to give Hai Wuyou the title of First Class.

Not to mention the title of First Class, judging from the order of insertion in the paper, it is estimated that there are not even Second Class from Jinshi.

It's very likely that it's the top three...

But the old eunuch had no regrets in his heart.

He has nothing to do with Hai Wuyan or Hai Runze, and he doesn't care much about their opinions in the Imperial Center.

Just after Jianhong finished ranking these papers with a smile, he was ready to have the rankings announced.

But a eunuch came in hurriedly and whispered in Jianhong's ear.

"came back?"

Hearing this, Jianhong's eyes flickered. "It seems that things are almost settled."

Thinking of this, Jianhong couldn't wait. He said to the old eunuch beside him:

"Send him in."

"Yes."

After a while, a figure hurried in.

Seeing this figure, Jianhong became expressionless.

"I have met your majesty, my humble minister. Your majesty has lived for ten thousand years."

The person who came was none other than the disgraced Ling Yunhou, and there was still a trace of horror on his face at this time.

"How are things going?"

Jianhong's eyes scanned Ling Yunhou's body slightly.

"Your Majesty... minister..."

Ling Yunhou was still breathing heavily at this time, trying hard to calm down the shock of escaping death.

"Hesitantly, say it!"

Seeing his performance, Jianhong frowned and said displeased:
"With four high-level warriors besieging one, could there be something wrong?"

Jianhong felt a bit dumbfounded when he said this.

Four against one.

How to lose?
impossible.

Come to think of it, Ji Xuan's number one eagle dog, Lu Yuanzhi, has already passed away!
After hearing Jianhong's words, Ling Yunhou felt bitter in his heart, and he was a little afraid to answer Jianhong's words.

But there is no other way. Sooner or later, if you don't answer, it will be known, and he will bite:

"Your Majesty, we...failed."

Jianhong's face, which was still smiling, suddenly froze. After a while, he suppressed the anger in his heart, stood up suddenly, and kicked Ling Yunhou:
“What the hell can you do so well?!”

Don't blame Jianhong for swearing.

Mainly because Ling Yunhou is really annoying.

Give him the Heart of Tianwei and let him break through to the third level. What will be the result?
Tianwei's heart was filled with disgrace, and he didn't even have a bubble in his realm.

Give him two high-quality warriors and let him carry out assassinations.

The results of it? ?

Failed? ?

Have you ever fought four people against one? ?

"How could four people let him escape??!"

Jianhong suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a low voice.

After receiving a kick from Jianhong, Ling Yunhou pretended to cry out in pain:
"Your Majesty, it wasn't him who ran away, it was us who ran away!"

Jianhong, who was furious, was suddenly startled when he heard this.

He didn't react for a moment.

Seeing Jianhong still stunned, Ling Yunhou quickly crawled over and fell at Jianhong's feet:

"Your Majesty, the information is wrong. Lu Yuanzhi is not the fourth grade, he is the third grade!!!"

"If Wei Chen's old slave hadn't tried his best to hold him back by blowing himself up, I might not have been able to come back!!"

At this time, Ling Yunhou thought of the scene of his old slave fighting to his death, and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

After all, the old slave has been with his family for many years.

If you say no, there will be no more...

Naturally, he was unhappy.

Hearing this, Jianhong was stunned on the spot.

He couldn't digest this information.

Then, he became furious. Looking at Ling Yunhou, he couldn't help but kicked him:
"If something isn't done well, it won't be done well. You just answer me truthfully, and you fabricate lies to deceive me??!"

"A half-year-old boy, no matter what he does, he can't break through to the third level at the age of nineteen or less than twenty years old!!!"

"I am your mother, do you know how to deal with the crime of deceiving the emperor??!!"

The more Jianhong fought, the angrier he became. In the end, he wanted to use his hands and feet at the same time.

He didn't even want to rest when he was tired from beating her. If it hadn't been a loss of dignity, he would have killed this girl with his mouth!
Hearing this, Ling Yunhou said with a sad face:

"Your Majesty, everything I said is true! Even if I am blinded by lard, I will not lie about the life of my old slave, a fourth-level warrior!!"

Having said this, Ling Yunhou couldn't bear it any longer, and two lines of tears already flowed out of his eyes.

Jianhong's hand paused slightly. He took a deep breath, stopped what he was doing, and looked at Ling Yunhou who was kneeling on the ground seriously. He seemed to have remembered something, and asked uncertainly:

"The loud noise outside the hall just now was..."

"Your Majesty, it was the voice of my old slave who blew himself up and delayed Lu Yuanzhi!!"

At this point, Ling Yunhou was already crying.

He couldn't bear it anymore. He was brought up by the old slave. Even the basics of martial arts were taught by the old slave bit by bit. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was half his teacher...

At this time, he was so sad that he couldn't bear it anymore.

Hearing this, Jianhong seemed to have no strength, and he sat down on the chair.

His eyes became a little dull.

"Third grade...Nineteen-year-old third grade..."

This is no longer within the scope of Jianhong's understanding.

His eyes were already a little dull.

Even confused.

But Jianhong is the emperor of the world after all. Just a short while later, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes:
"Ling Yunhou!"

"Ah?"

Ling Yunhou's eyes were startled, and when he heard Jianhong suddenly calling him, his eyes were filled with confusion.

"Are you guilty?"

Jianhong looked at him indifferently.

"I am aware of my guilt."

Ling Yunhou thought that Jianhong was talking about his failure in doing things, so he lowered his head:
"I would like to be punished by Your Majesty."

"Hmph! Come here! Put him on death row and reflect on it!!"

Jianhong suddenly waved his hand!
"Ah?? Death row??"

Ling Yunhou was suddenly confused, and his mind was a little down for a while.

"Yes!"

Before he could react, a soldier stepped forward to lift Ling Yunhou up and left.

"Your Majesty, this... I... the minister... don't understand!!"

When Ling Yunhou was being held up, his eyes were still blank.

"Hmph! Let's have a good time on death row!!"

Jianhong's voice was extremely cold.

……

After Ling Yunhou was carried away, Jianhong suddenly stood up.

"His Majesty……"

The old eunuch beside him was a little confused for a while.

Jianhong didn't even pay attention to him. He came to the stack of papers, stretched out his hand and started to pull it, murmuring slightly:

"I remember that Hai Wuyan seems to be Lu Yuanzhi's cousin..."

After a while, Jianhong finally pulled out the Chinese paper belonging to Hai Wuyan that he had just placed in the middle among the many papers.

He solemnly put the paper first.

The position that belongs to the top pick.

After doing all this, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go back to the main hall and announce the results of the candidates."

"Yes."

With the support of the old eunuch, Jianhong slowly put a smile on his eyes, walked out of the side hall, and walked towards the main hall.

"Your Majesty, ten thousand years!"

Amid the worship of the ministers and students, Jianhong began to announce the results of the palace examination.

(End of this chapter)