Houfu Key Class

The little devil saw Shen Yibai running over and asked in confusion: "What are you and Xinglu doing? Why are you calling my name?"

Shen Yibai laughed and muttered: "It's useless. No one knows you. Everyone only knows Qin Ye, the first place."

Zong Jincheng: "!!"

This is impossible!

Wei Shaoling saw that everyone was attacking him and knew that his plan had failed. However, he was not worried because the competition in the examination was fierce. Most people here would fail. When they entered the official career, no one would know him!

So he did not continue to argue here, but squeezed out of the crowd and took up the folding fan to cover his face.

"Didn't you just say with confidence that Qin Ye knows something? Don't walk away in shame, eh? You still call him a great talent, but I think he is just a rapeseed!"

"He is such a corrupt person, and he still has the nerve to teach others to pay more attention to morality when writing policy papers. He is really a model of saying one thing and doing another. The court has such people, and the officialdom is so turbulent."

"Alas, there is nothing we can do. Only time can reveal a person's heart. The imperial examination can only select talents, not good or bad people."

After the students complained enough, they all thanked Zong Jincheng: "Thank you for reminding us, young master, otherwise we would have been deceived by the vicious Wei Shaoling this year."

"I don't know what to call you, young master? I saw that you were arguing with Wei Shaoling just now, and your thoughts were clear. You can tell at a glance that you are a person with profound knowledge and achievements. , at least he is a virgin boy, right? "

Zong Jincheng originally planned to pretend to be a virgin boy, but he was flattered by others, and he directly followed Wei Xinglu's reversed identity and began to report his name randomly: "I am a virgin boy, Zong Wenxiu."

"Vigin boy? You are actually a virgin boy? Little brother, you look like you are only in your teens, it's incredible, you passed the imperial examination at such a young age?"

Zong Jincheng raised his head proudly: "Of course, I passed the virgin boy exam, and I will take the imperial examination this year, and I passed the imperial examination!"

"Awesome!"

Shen Yibai came over dissatisfied and asked: "Jincheng, courtesy should be reciprocated, shouldn't you report my name?"

Zong Jincheng tilted his head and replied: "I won't report your name, the last one, it's embarrassing."

Shen Yibai: "!!!"

This is too much!

Shen Yibai was angry. He asked everyone sweetly: "Hello, brothers. My name is Zong Jincheng. Haven't you heard of my name?"

The students were at a loss: "No, who are you?"

"Zong Jincheng? Also surnamed Zong, are you a brother of Zong Wenxiu?"

Shen Yibai added fuel to the fire: "I am the second in Qingbo Academy, a child prodigy second only to Qin Ye, and also the one who won the Asian Yuan in this year's autumn examination!"

"Oh... the second place after Qin Ye, then you have to work harder, little brother. The autumn examination is just a provincial examination, and everyone will only pay attention to the Jie Yuanlang. But don't be discouraged, there will be a lot of people paying attention to the imperial examination. As long as you can pass the list, you will still have the possibility of being remembered."

"Yes, yes, wait for the imperial examination, don't compare with Qin Ye, a monster genius like him is rare in a century, and it's good enough for you to pass the list at your age, don't make it difficult for yourself."

One sentence after another of comfort went straight to the heart.

The little devil endured it and gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait and see how I beat Qin Ye!"

After saying that, he grabbed Shen Yibai and went back to his seat.

The students' voices came from behind: "Work hard, 'Zong Wenxiu', I think more of you, you will definitely be able to pass the 'Zong Jincheng' next to you, as for Qin Ye, don't even think about it, it's easy to fail if you set your goals too high."

Zong Wenxiu himself, who was suddenly encouraged: "?"

He felt that he couldn't pass his brother, and he didn't have a plan to pass Qin Ye.

"Puff...hahaha..." Shen Yibai laughed out loud, "Jincheng, did you hear that? They said you can only pass me, not Qin Ye."

The little devil gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up, you idiot."

"No, no, who told you to say I was the last one just now? I was clearly the 50th!"

"I'll fight you!" The little devil smashed over and fought with him.

After a while, Shen Yibai, with messy hair, suddenly shouted: "Remember this, this year's champion will definitely be Zong Jincheng! Zong Jincheng is invincible! Zong Jincheng is the best! Zong Jincheng is the best in the world!"

The students looked at his face that had just been beaten, sighed and continued to discuss the policy essay questions.

Little Devil: "..." Suddenly I wanted to reveal my identity.

Next time I will never pretend to be someone else.

It's not fun at all, hum╯^╰!

But fortunately, after this farce, the library returned to its normal discussion state. Those students did not hide their opinions as imagined, but discussed the policy essays seriously.

"The sages' books teach us that sympathizing with the weak is kindness, and liking the strong is to cling to the powerful. But I don't think so. Brothers, please think about it: if the weak are the enemy countries that oppress us, will we still sympathize with them? If the strong are our relatives, will we still despise them?"

"Brother Gong is right, so we must read the sages' books clearly. We can't characterize all people or things by learning one sentence. We must analyze specific cases."

...

The seven young boys all listened attentively.

Although "Qin Ye" was here, in the eyes of those students, this was just a table of children. They were discussing enthusiastically and didn't bother to talk to Qin Ye.

The library was more lively than the teahouse.

They talked about the direction of policy papers, the latest political affairs, and the current situation in the officialdom. Some shared how their own senior officials in other provinces did things, and some talked about the recent situation of senior officials in Beijing.

Finally, someone suddenly said mysteriously: "Have you heard? The Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate was caned by the emperor again yesterday!"

"..."

The young men all turned their eyes to Wei Xinglu.

The son of the person in question was sitting here.

The students over there were still saying: "I heard that this Left Censor-in-Chief was caned by the emperor for the second time after taking office. Why does he always make mistakes?"

Wei Xinglu covered his head with one hand and silently corrected: "It's the third time, okay..."

On average, he was beaten once every two months.

He was beaten fifty sticks every time he performed steadily.

His father, the censor, was stubborn and aggressive. He became even more angry after being beaten by the emperor. His fighting power became stronger and stronger, and he got up and started to work.

He complained about this and that.

It was urgent to clean up the court.

The rumors among the people have become like this: "Who knows, maybe he is a bad official, otherwise why would he be beaten so often? I think the emperor is probably fed up with him. As they say, it's the first time, the second time, but not the third time. I feel like he won't let it go so easily next time."