[Oh my god, the Lingnan area of Daye is sparsely populated now, with high mountains and dangerous waters, and a lot of damp and poisonous miasma, so plague is rampant. And most importantly, the rats there may be bigger than cats, the cockroaches there may be bigger than thumbs, and the female mosquitoes there may be as big as spiders. By the way, I wonder if there are rove beetles there? ]
When he thought of the rove beetle, Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but shiver, obviously very scared.
Cryptoptera?
What is that?
Many court officials were puzzled as to how a small insect could frighten Shen Zhiyi so much.
However, Shen Zhiyi did not give them an explanation, but skipped it directly.
[No wonder when I watched costume dramas in the past, they were often exiled to Lingnan. Even if they were lucky enough, they probably wouldn't live long.]
In short, Lingnan is not a good place to go.
After hearing this, Shaoqing Si Nong's eyes went dark and he felt that he would not live long.
But no matter what, the fact that his property was not confiscated and he was not beheaded immediately was a great favor from the emperor.
[Shaoqing Si Nong must have been very happy in the past, the vegetation over there is lush, you used to lament at home that the north was bare in winter, now it’s good, your dream has come true! ]
Shaoqing Si Nong almost vomited blood after hearing this. How could there be such an alternative way to make a dream come true?
[And the housekeeper you brought from your hometown has good medical skills. You two can go to Lingnan together, one for poisoning and the other for treatment. Perfect.]
Shaoqing Sinong: What's perfect? Perfect!
[Oh, oh, your brother who doesn’t want to be an official wants to travel around Daye. Well, he has never been to Lingnan. Now he has been exiled. Let’s go together. We will probably travel around the wild land of Lingnan for the rest of our lives.]
[Your brother is quite talented in writing. Remember to ask him to write more poems.]
[What do you call this? This is the poet’s misfortune, but the great fortune of the literary world.]
Sinong Shaoqing widened his eyes and looked around. If he hadn't had a trace of rationality left, he would have wanted to point at Shen Zhiyi's nose and scold him on the spot: Look, look, is this human language?
But what does it mean that his brother should also be exiled?
Wasn't he the only one in exile?
As if he had seen through the doubts of the Minister of Agriculture, the old emperor added kindly: "Once we go to Lingnan, we will never be able to return. If the whole family goes together, there will be no pain of homesickness."
Shaoqing Sinong felt his blood rushing up, his eyes turned black, and he fell backwards, fainting on the spot.
The old emperor waved his hand, and someone came forward to take the person away.
[Hey, you fainted from fright? No, think positively, you're not dead, you just feel a little worse than death, but maybe it won't be as bad as you think after you get over it?]
Forget it, Shen Zhiyi was embarrassed to say it herself.
Later on, they simply praised King Cheng for dying early and it was a good thing.
[No one would believe it if I told them, the King was not killed by the old emperor, but by Concubine Zhang Shu.]
[Among the people who escorted King Cheng to Lingnan, there was a maid who belonged to Concubine Zhang Shufei. She poisoned King Cheng's food and drink, and King Cheng died on the spot.]
"puff."
The old emperor spat out all the tea he had just poured into his mouth.
This movement attracted a glance from Shen Zhiyi, who couldn't help but criticize inwardly.
[This old emperor is really something. Who wants to snatch tea from him? He has bad breath. Even the Empress doesn’t want to snatch it from him.]
The old emperor put the teacup on the table unhappily.
His bad breath is the point!
No, where does his bad breath come from!
Slander, this is slander.
However, he was shocked to learn that Prince Cheng was killed by Concubine Zhang herself.
He thought she couldn't bear to part with the child.
[Alas, King Cheng is destined to die with his status. Concubine Zhang Shu knows that if the old emperor doesn't kill him in front of her, he will definitely die on the way to Lingnan. So she might as well do it herself.]
[I can’t figure it out. I can’t figure it out.]
The old emperor had some guesses in his mind.
Concubine Zhang was worried that he would have a grudge against her in the future. He had to bear the consequences of his own actions.
After knowing the reason, the old emperor did not dwell on it any more and began to discuss business with the people from the Ministry of Agriculture.
"After the palace examination, I will examine the scholars again, with a focus on farming."
"A county official must be knowledgeable about farming, so the people in the Ministry of Agriculture need to pay more attention to this aspect of the exam. Show me the questions you prepared after the palace exam is over tomorrow."
“Yes.”
[Oh my god, this exam is so strict, one after another, what will happen if I pass the big exam but fail the small exam? ]
The old emperor grinned: Not a big deal, just throw it wherever construction is needed.
…
[On the 28th, Yisi, he went to the Taihe Hall to supervise the examination.]
The civil and military officials present at the court asked: Do you think what you wrote is appropriate? It immediately lowered the old emperor's status.
The old emperor waved his hand indifferently, as he was the one who set all the questions for the palace examination.
In fact, his level of classical Chinese was just average, and in the entire hall, he could only scare Shen Zhiyi.
But at least he can see, at least he can come up with a question!
The questions in the palace examination are generally about current affairs, so the scope of the examination is broad and may involve all aspects.
Shen Zhiyi relied on the monitoring system he had and boldly watched them answer the questions.
Many court officials were curious about what comments Shen Zhiyi would make.
The old emperor was also curious.
Who wants...
[The word faint. 】
Everyone was silent for a moment.
As expected, Shen Zhiyi couldn't be expected to tell the whole story.
【Wow, who is that person? He writes so fast and steady. 】
[If I write at this speed, the whole paper will be covered with my chicken-claw-like handwriting, and it will look like printed text.]
The old emperor stroked his beard.
Shen Zhiyi looked at those who could write in print and envied them. She didn't know how many times she had mentioned "print".
"puff!"
Old Emperor: Eh? He didn't spit tea this time.
He looked into the hall with sharp eyes, he wanted to see who it was.
The courtiers present shook their heads wildly.
It’s not them, it’s not them, they haven’t had any water for the whole morning.
Who is that?
[Fuck, big brother, why are you vomiting blood? ! ! ]
It turns out that someone vomited blood.
What! Someone vomited blood!
Such a big thing happened, but the hall remained silent.
Nonsense, there’s the emperor right above my head, who would dare?
The old emperor quickly identified that the person vomiting blood was a candidate. He stepped forward and took a glance at the handwriting on the test paper.
He remembered that he was originally ranked second, but because the champion was demoted, he was moved up.
He is also one of the candidates that the old emperor values very much in this palace examination.
But maybe his body is too weak? He actually vomited blood during the exam.
He's only thirty years old and he's already vomiting blood. That's unacceptable.
The old emperor wanted to send the man down to be treated by the imperial physician, but who would have thought that this prince would refuse.
"Your Majesty, the student is fine and can continue answering questions."
[Have you ever seen anyone risk their life for someone else in your life? ]
[I have seen it! ]
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