After Zhao Jun announced his selection criteria, everyone began to whisper again.
This is purely a standard based on the changes in modern recruitment.
"Sir, may I ask if all schools of thought can participate, including Confucian medicine?"
Huanhua stood up and asked a question.
He also wanted to fight for such a good opportunity on behalf of the doctor.
"Of course, all the schools of thought are included."
Zhao Jun nodded affirmatively.
The crowd started discussing in low voices again, and many people were secretly looking at each other.
Among them, the eyes of the Legalists and the Yin-Yangists are the most obvious.
There is no other reason, there are only two scholars among the people doing this.
As Mr. Zhao just said, each company will only select two people, so these two scholars will face the most challenges.
"If you don't have any questions, then we'll get started."
She glanced at Qingliu beside her.
Qingliu, who had already prepared, walked out the door and asked someone to bring the prepared paper and pen.
Fusu directed everyone in the room to arrange individual seats.
Soon everyone sat down in their respective seats, with paper and pen in front of them.
Zhao Jun sat at the top.
Such a scene reminded him of modern examinations.
At this moment, she is the most unpopular invigilator.
The scholars sitting below were very excited.
Because what was placed in front of them were all the best white papers, and each person had several sheets.
These scholars adore paper the most, and the price of white paper has always been high.
I didn’t expect that I could get a few for each of them now.
From this we can see that white paper was already very common among Qin officials.
Everyone was very excited. No one was in a hurry to write after receiving the paper. Instead, they stroked it back and forth, and some even put it on the paper to smell the scent. They really cherished it.
Zhao Jun felt very proud sitting on it.
These scholars are still ignorant. If we take them for a walk around the workshop, I'm afraid none of them will be able to walk.
She felt extremely proud.
Everyone was surprised for a moment, then picked up their pens and started answering.
For a moment, the room was extremely quiet, with only the sound of writing on paper.
After everyone finished writing, everyone's paper was marked with their signature and placed on Zhao Jun's desk.
"Gentlemen, you have worked hard. Why don't you go to the courtyard and rest for a while, so that the adults can have more time to consider."
After receiving Zhao Jun's order, Qingliu quickly sent everyone out.
Inside the room, Zhao Jun and the other two began to review the papers one by one, while outside the room, the discussion did not stop.
"Brother Zikang, I hope the master didn't lie to me just now. I think what I wrote is still very good."
Huanhua and Mr. Shisi sat together and talked.
"That shouldn't be the case. Besides, among the hundreds of families here, only Huanhua is a descendant of a medical family, so he has the highest possibility of being selected."
The old man took a sip of water and replied with a smile.
"Yeah, I think so too. However, I have seen a few Confucian scholars, but their knowledge is definitely not as good as Brother Zikang's."
Shi Si glanced at several young Confucian scholars and smiled faintly without saying anything.
Although there were many Confucian scholars, they had always had deep prejudices against the Qin State, and the few truly knowledgeable gentlemen did not come.
Several other Legalist scholars were also asking about each other's situation.
Inside the room, Zhao Jun looked carefully at everyone's papers.
She looked at each one very carefully and even discussed some of them with the two people next to her.
After a while, one of the papers particularly attracted Zhao Jun's attention.
He was a scholar from a farming family, and what he described was exactly the meaning of farming doctrine.
However, what attracted Zhao Jun more was that he gave an example related to corn, and further elaborated on the idea of improving grain production and increasing production from this aspect.
Zhao Jun felt his eyes light up and looked at the name written in the corner of the paper.
Yuannong, she secretly memorized the name.
An hour passed and they finally finished reading everyone's papers.
Zhao Jun also chose the person he was more optimistic about.
After discussing with each other, the three of them all agreed.
So the list was finalized.
The people who had been waiting outside the door for a while gathered together when they saw the door open.
"First of all, thank you all for coming. Regardless of whether you are selected or not, all of you will receive two blank papers and fifty coins as a service fee."
Mr. Zhao first mentioned the reward.
This little thing is no big deal for her, but it is really not good to let so many people make a wasted trip in the winter.
Her words did succeed in soothing the hearts of some scholars.
After all, it was not a wasted trip.
"The next step is to announce the selected candidates."
The King of Zhao glanced at Fusu beside him.
Fusu held the copied paper in his hand and began to call out the names one by one.
"Shi Si."
"Lu Yu."
Lu Huanhua's heart skipped a beat; he was also selected.
"Yuannong."
As the names from Fusu's mouth were called out one by one.
Some people feel relieved, while others feel the burden rises higher and higher.
"The last one is Ji Rouze."
With the last name called out, everything was settled.
There were about seventy or eighty people who came this time, but only thirty-two were finally selected.
This does not include the somewhat arrogant Legalist scholar.
He looked around and found that although the Legalist scholars were the most present this time, only one was selected.
There weren't even the two places that Zhao Jun mentioned at the beginning.
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