The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

So angry.

Yan Song took a few sips and said calmly: "Everyone, the old man in this pavilion doesn't study much, so he lied to me! What kind of place is this?"

Xu Jie looked up bitterly, pointed at the plaque and said, "Examiner, this is the Supreme Court!"

"Well said!" Yan Song put down his teacup, stood up abruptly, and said calmly with his hands behind his back: "Here, called the Supreme Court, is where we judge the papers..."

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Chapter 1135 The Critical Time Has Arrived! 【2】

"This hall of justice is a plaque written by Emperor Yongle himself! Emperor Yongle's intention to choose this name is self-evident. It is to let us, the examiners who select scholars for the country, be able to use a public heart, meritocracy, eclectic , Fair admission!"

Yan Song changed the subject, and said in a cold voice: "The emperor also has high hopes for us. I'm ugly. If anyone is found to be colluding with the candidates, deliberately conspiring, taking care of favoritism, and enrolling some people who are not worthy of the name, Jin Yiwei's edict prison, This is where you guys are going next! Stop talking nonsense, and start judging the papers!"

He waved.

18 thick and bound test papers were placed on the desk of the examiner in room 18.

Room 18 and the examiner looked at each other in dismay.

Among them, nine of the same examiners brought by Yan Song walked to their seats calmly and began to judge the papers.

But the nine fellow examiners on Xu Jie's side were full of ghosts and sweated profusely.

Lu Bing's pair of 13 tiger eyes drifted away from the nine people, and said with a slight smile: "Guys, Mr. Yan Ge has spoken, why don't you go to check the papers?"

It turned out that in addition to guarding the examination room, Jin Yiwei also shouldered the task of monitoring the examiners.Whether it is the same examiner or the chief and deputy examiner, as long as Jin Yiwei thinks there is something suspicious, he can report it to the emperor, or even take direct action.

The nine Xu Jiefang and the examiners had no choice but to walk to their seats with a dry smile and start marking the papers.

Yan Song was sitting in the high hall, smiling as he watched the examiner in the 18th room judge the papers, Xu Jie stared at him, not to be outdone.

At this time, the two sides reached a critical moment of deadlock.

400 admission places, whoever can take one more, the other will take one less.

This is related to the growth and decline of the power of the princelings and Yan Song, and it is related to the structure of the court ten years later.

How to divide and how to judge are all problems.

When the so-called gods fight, mortals suffer.

The examiners all lowered their heads and judged the papers with their heads down, for fear of attracting the attention of the bosses and setting themselves on fire.

As a result, an hour passed, and no one recommended the paper.

"It's been so long, and there's not a single good paper?" Xu Jie went down to look around, his nose crooked again.

Because Nima is still reading the first paper.

"According to this sentence, don't say three days, three months will not finish the sentence!"

Xu Jie growled.

After being scolded by him, those fellow examiners finally became cruel and searched for it.

Papers one after another were recommended as recommended papers.

Xu Jie, as the deputy chief examiner, has the power to judge "forfeit", and he reads it very quickly.

After writing the papers, they sent them to Yan Song.

Yan Song read it again and frowned.

Because he found that a large number of papers that were selected have an obvious characteristic...

Uh, just to break the topic, there are three words "husband zai".

Before, Yan Song used the wiretapping function of Xiuchunfang to hear the magical effect of these three words from Xu Er's mouth. Now that he has confirmed it again, he knows it well.

Let me go, these are the papers of the rich and powerful.

Needless to say, Xu Jie wanted to take care of the powerful and try to win over his own people as much as possible.

Yan Song flipped through and found that there were very few papers that did not use the words "husband zhezai" and were taken to him.

He glanced at Xu Jie.

There is no doubt that it was the ghost of this bitch.

Although half of the examiners in the 18th room were Yan Song's people, and they could select scholars impartially and knock those nonsense husbands out of the mortal world, but the papers they recommended were all rejected by Xu Jie, the deputy chief examiner.

Xu Jie only took the papers recommended by his 9th roommate examiner.

Just as Yan Song was about to speak, an upright fellow examiner quarreled with Xu Jie.

This fellow examiner is from Datong, Shanxi, and his name is Yang Min.

Yang Min is a Jinshi in the second year of Jiajing. He is an upright person. He has been serving as a teaching doctor in the Imperial Academy. He was favored by Yan Song and selected as a fellow examiner.

At this moment, with a tigerish face, he said to Xu Jie: "Master Xu, why have you dismissed the 8 exam papers I recommended? Why didn't you take one?"

Without raising his head, Xu Jie said with a sneer, "Because I don't like it! You have the right to recommend papers, and the deputy chief examiner also has the right not to take them?"

Yang Min couldn't hold back his anger, and said bitterly: "But these papers are all good papers. Not only my papers, but also the papers recommended by several of my colleagues, you don't accept any of them, only yours. Recommend papers with the examiner. Is it too much to treat them differently?"

Xu Jie was played around by Yan Song, his heart was full of hostility, and he said loudly: "What do you mean by that? You are a mere sixth-rank official, dare to question my Minister of Rites?"

Yang Min also got angry, and said loudly: "Here, there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors, only division of responsibilities! If you keep suppressing like this, I can't do this as an examiner."