my british empire

Chapter 130 End
After racking his brains, Su Weier couldn't figure out the last big question, so he couldn't help but feel very discouraged.

"I have been struggling with the previous questions, and now I can't solve the last big question. It seems that I can't be a high-ranking official!"

Su Weier pulled his hair, closed his eyes, with a sad expression on his face.

On the other side, Veseli seemed to have taken a stimulant at this time, his face was flushed, he hurried around happily, and shouted.

"Only this topic can be worthy of my genius head! Hahaha!"

"This trip, I finally did not come in vain!" Just when he was intoxicated and carried away, the patrolman knocked on his door.

"Hey! What are you doing? Keep quiet, others are still taking the exam!"

On a hot day, wearing a military uniform and constantly walking and patrolling, he had already accumulated anger in his heart. At this time, he met someone who was short-sighted, which of course aroused his anger.

"It's a hot day, stop for a while, or you will see me!"

The patrol car soldier stared at him with round blue eyes and sweat on his forehead.

Veseli couldn't help but stop, and stood awkwardly, with a dumbfounding expression on his face.

He let out a breath only after the patrolling soldiers walked away, to ease the tension in his heart.

The pampered him was a little frightened for a moment, and then he picked up the quill and couldn't help counting carefully in his heart.

I don't know how long it took. When Su Weier was exhausted, the sunlight from the sky could already shine into his wooden shed.

He rubbed his somewhat stiff face to refresh himself.

"Boom—" At this moment, a bell rang in his ear.

All of a sudden, he became sober a lot, it's time to hand in the paper!
Sure enough, people walked past his window one after another, laughing, talking, sighing, all kinds of sounds, beating his heart.

Looking at the questions on the white paper in front of him, Su Weier could only bite the bullet and recalculated.

When the third bell rang, someone began to knock on his door and window.

"Sir, it's time, please hand in the paper!" The same patrolman said with a straight face, expressionless.

Before Su Weier answered, he opened the small door and walked in, directly put away the papers on his desk, and then walked out swaggeringly without giving him any time to react.

Su Weier sighed helplessly, tidied up and prepared to go out.

At this time, he heard the rich boy's shout again.

"I figured it out, oh my God, this is so exciting!"

Su Weier came out and saw that the patrolman holding the test paper was hugged by the rich kid, but he was yelling happily with an exaggerated expression on his face.

"Yes, I know, then please let me go, I'm still busy!"

The patrolman pushed him away directly, the curve of his face softened a little, and he said seriously.

After the patrolling soldiers left, Veseli stretched out his arms, smiled and nodded at Su Weier, and seemed to be doing well.

Su Weier could only squeeze out a smile, and nodded at him as a response.

The two immediately went out together, one in front of the other, and there was no verbal exchange on the road.

When he reached the exit, Su Weier looked around.Basically, they are all downcast, and the discussion is basically the last big topic.

"Oh! Veseli, my son, how is the test going?"

As soon as the rich man named Veseli came out, a middle-aged man full of local tyrants came up to him with a shining golden carriage.

"Very well, my father, what a pleasant trip!"

Veseli shrugged, and said in a relaxed tone, looking like he was ready to grab it.

"Okay! Let's go back!" The middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder, and he immediately beamed with joy.

"I have prepared your favorite swan for you, I guarantee you will want to eat it!"

Veseli accompanied the middle-aged man into the carriage, and quickly disappeared under the driver of the groom.

Su Weier withdrew his gaze, and the dream of becoming a master became stronger in his heart.

"Hey! Suweier, why are you so slow!" After a moment of stupefaction, Wilson's voice came from Suweier's ear.

He looked up, and not far away, Wilson and Klerou, who were hiding under the trees to enjoy the cool air, were greeting him.

Su Weier hurried over, and the three of them huddled together under a tree to avoid the sun.

"How did you two pass the test so fast? Did you solve the last question?"

Su Weier looked at the two people with hot faces, and asked in a questioning tone.

"No, that question is too difficult. I don't think it was done by a human being. I also struggled with the previous questions. I feel like I can't be an official!"

Wilson, who was always optimistic, frowned at this time, and his tone was very heavy.

"Yes! Su Weier, I feel that I can't make it through, it seems that I have come in vain!"

Normally taciturn, the introverted Keleru also echoed.

"Don't be discouraged, I heard that the results will be announced in three days, and we'll see when the time comes!"

Su Weier feels that this is not good, the atmosphere is a little depressed, and he needs to cheer up.

"Maybe we can! Go back and wait slowly!"

Su Weier put his hands on the shoulders of the two of them and said confidently.

"Okay! Let's go back and wait, at worst, wait a few days!"

Wilson raised his head, looked at Su Weier with piercing eyes, and said solemnly.

"Okay! I'll see you in a few days!" Kelelu said words with care like gold.

At this time, after everyone left, the patrol soldiers put away the test papers in wooden boxes and handed them to Mayor William who had been waiting.

"Your Excellency, Mayor! This is everyone's test paper!"

A patrol soldier with a strong body and a scar on his face came over and said.

"Really? Good!" Mayor William finally smiled, "Mr. Knight, let's send it there together!"

"Okay, Your Excellency the Mayor!" Knight Alexander agreed with a smile.

Today's knight Alexander is wearing a white robe, showing his aristocratic demeanor in every move, which makes people feel good about him!

Alexander was sent by Edward to supervise. After all, these were arranged by William alone. There are too many loopholes, so it is better to send someone to come.

So, our always gentleman and handsome knight Alexander was dispatched for this task.

Immediately, the two boarded the carriage and headed to Whitehall Palace.

At this moment in the palace, in a conference room, a huge oil painting was hung on the white as jade wall. This was Edward's portrait specially painted by someone.

Henry VIII, who was riding a horse with blood on his body, was followed by many English soldiers, and on the opposite side were French soldiers in ragged clothes and faces full of fear.

His majesty Henry VIII turned his head and said something to the English soldiers behind him, but the sword in his hand was pointing forward.

Under the painting, there is such a sentence written: The Battle of the Crown of the King of France.

But there were more than 20 people sitting in the conference room, basically all of them were dressed in fine clothes.

And Edward also sat in the middle of the seat, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

In fact, he just finished his lunch and felt a bit full, so he needed to take a rest.

"Thump, thump, thump," a sound of footsteps came, awakening Edward.

"Your Majesty, the papers of many candidates have been brought!"

Mayor William and Knight Alexander bowed to Edward, bowed their heads and said.

Edward glanced at Alexander's long hair and that ridiculously handsome face, feeling depressed for a while.

Although Edward's appearance is not bad, he is far from Alexander Knight.

In modern times, it can be said that the Alexander knight can eat with his face, and he can eat both men and women, and he will not die of hunger.

Every time you see this face, if you look carefully, you will lament the eccentricity of the Creator.

"En!" Edward lightly expressed his understanding, "Give them the things!"

"Yes!" The two replied in unison.

William waved his hand behind him, and immediately four people walked in with a small box.

Then he handed over the answer sheets to more than 20 old men sitting there.

Since knowledge is basically monopolized by the church, most of these people are Anglican priests, and some are ministers of the Privy Council.

Don't look at them differently either.In fact, Henry VII concentrated power in the Privy Council due to the need to centralize the kingship.

However, he worried that the ministers in the Privy Council had too much power to rebel against the king.

Therefore, he aggressively expanded the number of ministers in the Privy Council, and even expanded to 227 at one point, of which 44 had never attended a meeting of the Privy Council, and only about a dozen were usually active.

During Edward's period, the size of the Privy Council has been reduced, and currently there are only about 40 or [-] people.

Those who were able to enter the Privy Council were basically able to read and write, so Edward brought some people over to act as examiners and revise the test papers.

"Go ahead, just choose according to my requirements, and let me see after passing!"

After Edward explained something, he turned and left. More than 20 priests or ministers of the Privy Council could only take the papers and correct them with quill pens.

Time flies, and the examination papers of more than 1000 people were corrected by more than 20 examiners, and it was over in less than two hours.

"Your Majesty, here are all the examination papers that were admitted, about two hundred, please have a look!"

A minister with yellow curly hair came in and said to Edward.

"Oh! Bring it! Let me see!" Edward said, putting down the book in his hand.

The yellow curly-haired minister, holding two hundred examination papers on a wooden tray, passed Lucy's hand and came to Edward.

Edward saw that No. 1 was a man named Veseli, who answered 49 of the [-] questions correctly, and even answered the last big question set by Edward himself.

"Sure enough, there were still talents in the Middle Ages! You can't underestimate the ancients!"

Edward thought silently in his heart, flipping through the next exam paper casually.

(End of this chapter)