Chapter 565 Promotion
Bai Shanbao was just a young boy after all. Although he had seen and thought about it, he really couldn't think of a solution. So in the end, although he listed Yang Heshu's methods of resettling refugees and gave his own other suggestions under different situations, he couldn't help but ask back in the end.
The situation in each county is different. Can the resettlement of refugees really be unified?
If there is no unification, how are the assessment standards determined?
If local officials fail to take action and allow refugees to flood the country, how should they be punished?
Mr. Zhuang, after hearing his answer: ...
Manbao clapped his hands happily, thinking that his answer was particularly good and his question was also very good. "I wonder if the teachers in the prefectural school can answer it."
"I don't know whether the teachers at the prefectural school can answer it. I only know that your last question is right there, and they won't give me the answers to the previous questions. Now go wash up, eat, and then go to bed." Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Relax when you enter the exam room tomorrow. As for poetry, if you have done similar poems before, use them. If you haven't, just write something casually on the spot."
He felt that there was no need to worry about whether to go ahead or not.
Who set the test paper to test the students, but ended up being tested instead?
If it were him, he might have thought more about whether to accept this student, but considering the personalities of the current academic officials in power in the prefectural school, he would probably be eliminated in the first round.
Mr. Zhuang's idea was right. The academic officials graded the papers overnight, mainly because this year's provincial school examination not only had a record number of candidates, but also attracted the attention of some important figures.
For example, the King of Yizhou who has always been high and mighty, the Jiedushi Zhang who has always had a mediocre attitude, and the nobleman who suddenly arrived.
Although the nobleman had left, the school officials did not dare to relax. They felt that it was a rare opportunity for their school to receive the attention of a nobleman, so of course they had to do their best.
So after the papers were collected, even though no one asked them to, they changed their previous laziness and worked all night long to correct the papers.
Mr. Lan was among them.
He and several colleagues first screened the papers. For example, those with obvious stains or incomplete answers were screened out and put aside. The remaining papers were divided into groups and handed over to several academic officials for marking.
Bai Shanbao's paper was good among all the papers, at least top-notch.
So it was the first batch to be placed in front of the academic officials.
The academic officials worked in pairs and cross-scored the test. Bai Shanbao's scores at the beginning were excellent, but the two big questions at the end were the most difficult, as they were the key questions that separated the candidates.
The question "生民" alone eliminated most of the candidates. Some of them could not answer it and left it blank, some of them explained the meaning of "生民", and some of them did not write to the point.
And when it comes to the last big question, many people will be eliminated.
Some people even wrote in a haphazard way, praising the King of Yizhou and his officials for their good handling of the refugees after the last flood.
Although the academic officials do not like candidates who speak harshly, they certainly do not like candidates who flatter others, so these are the first ones to be eliminated.
Their government school is not trying to produce treacherous officials. If this statement were written in a more ironic way, they might even allow him to participate in the next round of screening.
Bai Shanbao was lucky enough to enter the next batch, but was eliminated in the final screening.
It was now time for the final selection. Several academic officials took turns looking through the papers again. Finally, they tossed Bai Shanbao's paper into the pile and said, "The previous answers were fine. But for the last question, were we testing him, or was he setting the questions for us? It doesn't make sense."
Mr. Lan took a look at the name on the paper and was stunned. He didn't expect that Bai Shanbao would be eliminated in the last round.
He couldn't help but pick it up and take a look, and found that his answers to the previous questions were quite comprehensive, barely considered to be above average, but the answer to the big question "Life" was really good, and the first half of the last big question was also good.
He paused, handed the paper back to the academic officials, and said, "Sir, please take a look at his place of origin and age."
A school official took it and asked, "What's wrong with his hometown and age..."
The student opened it, took a glance and was stunned for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
Several school officials stepped forward to take a look. "From the Guannei Road? Oh, born in the first year of the Dazhen era... the first year of the Dazhen era!"
Several school officials stared with wide eyes. After a moment's thought, they turned and asked Lan Cheng, "Could it be that this was written wrong? It shouldn't be the first year of Dazhen, but the first year of Dade?"
Lan Cheng: "...This is the information on the road pass, it can't be wrong."
The academic officials were silent for a moment, then looked through his paper again. "Twelve years old, you seem a bit of a genius."
"What do you mean by a little bit? It's like that, right? Do you want to take this paper or not?"
Lan Cheng stepped back and no longer participated in their discussion. This was all he could do.
The officials hesitated for a moment, and one of them said, "If this last question had been answered by a young man of advanced age, I would definitely not have passed it. However, since a twelve-year-old boy can write such a suggestion and ask such a question, although it is a bit inappropriate, we might consider giving him a chance."
When the school officials heard this, they immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, the main reason is that his hometown is still in Guannei Road, although they don't know why he came to Jiannan Road to study."
But they were still very happy to be able to snatch talents from Guannei Road.
What if they lose someone here, and then the people inside the pass capture him? How unfair would that be for them?
Finally, the academic officials put Bai Shanbao's paper in and said, "The Governor, and even Lord Zhang and the prince might want to look at it again. It's better to put it in first. If you don't like it, you can put it down later."
"Not bad, not bad."
"By the way, he's also passed the poetry exam, right? Let's take a look at his paper. If his poetry is inspired, it could make up for the flaws in this paper."
After all, the candidate's place of origin and age cannot be used as legitimate reasons, but poetry and prose can.
After hearing this, everyone rushed to find the poetry and prose papers that had just been collected today.
After finishing the exam and walking out of the examination room again, Bai Shanbao couldn't help but stuff the exam basket into Daji's arms, and happily hugged Bai Erlang and Manbao.
The three friends held each other's arms and jumped a few times, then Bai Shanbao waved his hand generously and said, "Come on, I'll treat you to something delicious."
He no longer cared about winning or losing. He just wanted to laugh out loud three hundred times, eat delicious food for three hundred days, and sleep for three hundred days.
But this is just a thought. There is no need to think about three hundred days or something like that.
Mr. Zhuang watched them having fun with a smile, raised his hand to calm them down and said, "No need for you to treat me, I will treat you."
The next chapter will be around 2 p.m.
(End of this chapter)
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