A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Xu Jin tried his best to look majestic, but against the backdrop of the big bump on his forehead, he looked particularly funny.

Chen Zhongheng said: "Your Majesty, Xu Jin has a reputation for bravery."

Zhao Zhen suddenly laughed and said happily to Shen An: "I heard that you hear the chicken dance every day, and you are very tenacious. Now after a few years, you can actually defeat a brave man like Xu Jin. You can be called a warrior. Okay, okay !”

What?

At this moment, Xu Jin felt that the breath in his chest could not be released, and he was holding it in uncomfortably, so he said sadly and angrily: "Your Majesty, Shen An... Shen An lied."

Zhao Zhen shook his head, feeling that this person was really useless.

The same is true for the prime ministers.

Jealousy is the most disgusting thing.

These disdainful glances made Xu Jin's heart heat up, and he felt like there was a surge of heat.

This is about to vomit blood.

You have all misunderstood, so Shen An is shameless! He is really shameless!

"Your Majesty, according to the rules of private fights between squads, they are all one-on-one."

At this point, he was ready to take the risk and even revealed the secret fight between them.

"I was one-on-one with Zhe Kexing at that time, and I calmed him down..."

He pointed at Shen An and said sadly: "He made a sneak attack from the edge, and with one stick... he hit me on the head."

Well!

The monarchs and ministers who were still despising Xu Jin just now felt as if they had eaten a fly.

"Go!"

Zhao Zhen's hands were shaking.

That young man was so... boastful.

Any claims of superb martial arts skills are all lies.

Not long after Shen An left, someone came to report and told all the details of the previous fight between the two parties.

"...Zhe Kexing and Xu Jin were fighting each other. Shen An hit him with a stick from the right, and Xu Jin fell down. Moreover, the Mangshan army was in groups of two or three, and the bows and arrows they shot were completely useless."

Zhao Zhen only felt a tightness in his chest, and then he forced a smile and said: "It is said in the army that if we unite, we will win, and if we divide, we will lose. It seems that Shen An still knows how to fight, which is rare!"

Fu Bi also felt depressed and said: "In the army, we never advocate fighting alone, we all fight together..."

Of course they all go together in the battle formation. What kind of fighting general... that's just a legend.

The monarch and his ministers suddenly looked at each other, feeling a little depressed in their hearts, but unable to vent it.

Han Qi said depressedly: "Have all the officials in the Imperial Palace forgotten the way of fighting formations?"

Zhao Zhen sighed: "We can't go on like this. Send a message to all the squads to practice and stop fighting alone. Otherwise, if something happens...who can I count on?"

Don't forget, there was a rebellion in the palace back then.

The nature of the matter immediately changed.

Shen An made a meritorious service and accidentally discovered that something was wrong with the palace guard.

Then the troubles began in the palace, and various exercises made people crazy, but the initiator was at ease.

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Taixue does not interfere with students' discussion of current affairs, but they are not allowed to cause trouble.

The matter of changing the course of the Yellow River was only circulated among the Imperial College, and was immediately flooded by a sea of ​​questions.

There are endless questions, endless poems and recitations...

"Someone is going crazy."

In the classroom, a student suddenly threw his book out, banged the table and roared.

The students glanced at him, then lowered their heads silently, and continued to write articles or read the contents of the books silently.

The professor above was not surprised. He bent down to pick up the books on the ground, walked to the side of the student, and said: "Shen Daizhao once said, if you want to be prominent in front of others, you have to suffer behind others. It's true. , you should keep it in mind.”

The student who threw the book had calmed down. After taking the book, he bowed and apologized to the professor.

The professor smiled and said: "I know you are tired, so don't worry about it and study hard."

The Fajie Examination is similar to the future Provincial Examination. There are quotas in various places, and the quota for the Imperial College has just been finalized.

One hundred and eight people.

Shen An muttered something about one hundred and eight generals at that time, which was made a joke by everyone.

The professor put his hands behind his hands and walked forward, and saw Su Yan who was immersed in writing.

This is an honest student who treats people sincerely, but he has no talent in poetry, and his articles lack aura and are more rigid.

He walked behind Su Yan, but Su Yan still didn't notice and was still writing hard.

The professor looked at his article and couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

Many times, efforts may not be useful.

get out of class was over, and the students reluctantly put down their books or brushes, and then hurried to the toilet.

Su Yan did the same. He went to the toilet and continued reading when he came back.

He has read and memorized many books, and almost as long as he sees a few words, he can think of the content before and after.

Great progress!

Su Yan was very happy.

He keeps writing articles, but poetry is a headache for him, and he writes it with great craftsmanship.

"In previous years, we would go to the Imperial College to study. Why not this year?"

"This year, one hundred and eight quotas will be paid off. Don't let the Imperial College take it all!"

"Let Guo Qian do the talking!"

"Where is Guo Qian?"

There was a commotion outside, and Su Yan didn't want to pay attention to it, but she was worried that someone would break in, so she went to the door to take a look.

There were more than thirty people outside, most of whom seemed to be first-rate stewards, and they were roaring with the disciples.

When Guo Qian came, these people asked: "Our young man has been here to study in the third year of Jiayou. Why can't he study here this year?"

"Did you sell those places?"

"Old thief, I won't let you go until I make it clear today!"

"..."

Guo Qian said helplessly: "There are so many students in the Imperial College this year..."

"Fart, Hu Yuan was still in Bianliang when Jiayou was three years old, and there were quite a few students from the Imperial College and Imperial College."

These people came forward and said something that made Guo Qian lose his mind.

"This matter...I can't make the decision in this matter. You can go on your own."

These are representatives of powerful families. He cannot afford to offend them and does not dare to offend them.

"Who can decide?"

A steward raised his head and asked, quite cheerfully.

"Someone calls the shots."

All the stewards turned around and saw a young man standing there with two followers, all three of whom had horses.

This was not an ordinary person, so the stewards stopped. Someone asked, "Dare I ask..."

"What's the fuss about?"

The young man ignored them and asked Guo Qian directly.

This is disregard and humiliation.

Everyone was angry, and Guo Qian on the other side also whispered: "They are the powerful people who are waiting for the imperial edict... In previous years, the Imperial College would let them in... Then they would be treated as students of the Imperial College and take the exam."

Shen An understood that this was probably the cram school for later generations, except that the cram school in the Imperial College was filled with children of powerful people.

The purpose of these people coming is very clear.

Fajie test is the only way to take the provincial examination, so everyone flocks to it.

But the quota is fixed. For example, if you are given 30 places in Hebei Road to take the provincial examination this year, then you can only admit 30 people in the Hebei Road Fajie Examination.

This year's Hebei Road examination quota is 150 people, which seems to be more than that of the Imperial College, but how many students are there in the Imperial College? In addition to those so-called candidates who have lived in the capital for a long time, there are not many.

Kaifeng Prefecture has the most admissions, with 266 places available this year.

However, the competition in Kaifeng Mansion was fierce, so many powerful people set their sights on the Imperial College, getting a place as an affiliated student, and then they could take the Imperial College exam.

One hundred and eight people!

These one hundred and eight people can take part in the provincial examination, and if they win, they can take part in the palace examination.

The current palace examination will not exclude candidates. In other words, as long as you pass the provincial examination, congratulations, you will be an official, and this country will support you from now on.

There are only a few hundred students in the Imperial College now, and with those candidates who have lived in the capital for a long time, the chances of admission are very high.

This was an opportunity and a piece of fat, so these people came.

Shen An said coldly: "Forget it, let them come."

Guo Qian was stunned, and said in his ear regardless of his image: "Waiting for the edict, these people will take the places from our students!"

Shen An said: "If you have the ability, come and try."

He wanted to refuse, but in the end he thought of the incentive and agreed.

"Thank you Shen Daizhao. The master will definitely thank you later."

"Shen Daizhao is a good man, thank you!"

"Hurry home and ask Xiao Langjun to come and study."

In an instant, a group of stewards ran away, and Shen An and Guo Qian went to Taixue.

As soon as Shen An entered, he saw Su Yan and smiled: "Why are you here?"

Su Yan looked at Shen An with some disappointment, then concealed this emotion and said, "The student will go back now."

If you are grateful to someone, you will mythologise yourself.

Su Yan had mythologized Shen An in his mind, but just now he felt that Shen An should have uprightly refused the requests of those powerful people...

But you agreed.

Su Yan was a little lost and his feet were slow.

"Waiting for the imperial edict, there are still a few of those powerful children who can read."

"You have underestimated our Taixue students. They have studied hard these days and are no longer Wu Xia Ameng.

"It's just that learning is a bit difficult, and many students will scream inexplicably."

"It's not enough, so I allowed those people to come to the attached school just to make the students feel nervous and then work harder."

"That's true..."

Guo Qian looked up and saw that Su Yan's feet in front of him suddenly became light, and he smiled and said, "Young people are so good!"

After returning to the classroom, a classmate noticed that Su Yan was smiling and asked, "Su Yan, has something good happened to you?"

Su Yan smiled and said, "Yeah."

"What good thing? Tell us about it."

Studying is too hard, and everyone needs something relaxing to relax.

Su Yan shook his head and said, "You don't understand."

"Hey! Pretending to be mysterious."

Everyone started studying again.

There is no time limit for studying. After dinner, Su Yan continued reading in the dormitory.

Several people in the same dormitory gathered oil lamps together, which made it much brighter.

Lamp oil is specially approved. Recently, each person can light one lamp, and there is no limit on lamp oil.

At some point, when Su Yan looked up, he saw that no one was around.

Snoring came from the bed, and those classmates couldn't help but fall asleep.

He left only one oil lamp and blew out the rest. Then he turned his back to block the light and began to write.

The teacher said that he was not spiritual in his articles and poems, so he needed to write more and do more.

He did as he was told.

He knows that he is a bit rigid, but this is something he is born with. He has no choice but to make up for it with acquired efforts.

Time passed, and when the lights gradually dimmed, Su Yan finished studying.

He went outside to wash up.

It's the end of the ugly season now, and there are stars outside, and it's a bit cool.

He ran to the washing area with a towel on his face and fetched water to wash his face.

The slightly cold well water stimulated him and he became energetic again.

He thought of those past events and his mother who was struck to death by lightning...

He wiped the towel clean, looked at the stars in the sky, and whispered: "Mom, I know I was wrong..."

The night breeze blew, and the entire Imperial Academy fell into a deep sleep. A figure stood there, looking up at the stars...

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