"I think it should be ranked 40th." The Minister of Personnel was the first to express his opinion.
"I think we can recruit two more people," said the left prime minister.
The Right Prime Minister snorted, "I have seen her previous results and the essays in the palace examination. She barely ranked forty-third."
Emperor Yuan looked at Kong Jijiu and asked with a smile, "Lord Kong, where do you think Li Qinghuan should be ranked?"
"Your Majesty is wrong. It's not that I think she should be ranked, but her grades should be ranked."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Yuan showed no emotion but cursed in his heart.
"Then where do you think she should rank based on her grades?"
"Taking all factors into consideration, her paper should be ranked 39th."
"Then let's follow what Mr. Kong said. It's settled."
The right prime minister wanted to say something else, but Emperor Yuan waved his hand in a dignified manner and asked them to leave.
The only one present bowed and left Huaqing Palace.
The Right Prime Minister tried to hold back, but still couldn't help asking, "What do you think His Majesty means? Does he really intend to appoint women as officials?"
“Does the right wing still hold opposing views on this matter?”
"Not really, it's just that it's still inconvenient for women to be officials. They always have to get married, have children, and take care of the affairs of the inner court, so it's difficult for them to devote themselves to the government affairs."
The left prime minister smiled slightly and said, "Your words are wrong. A man serving as an official also has a family. Can he guarantee that he will completely ignore family affairs and serve the public wholeheartedly?"
The Minister of Personnel nodded and said, "The Left Prime Minister is right. Moreover, Li Qinghuan is extremely talented. If we discard him because of his gender, it will be a loss for the court."
The Right Prime Minister sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it. I hope Li Qinghuan will not disappoint your Majesty."
At this time, Kong Jijiu slowly spoke, "Has the Right Prime Minister forgotten the Second Young Master? If he were to become an official in the court, his path would not be easy."
Hearing this, the Right Prime Minister looked up at the sky.
Yes...the road he will take in the future may be much more difficult than the one Li Qinghuan has taken.
On the other side, Jiang Yueyang continued to work on the poetry collection from yesterday after she finished her work. She wanted to finish it earlier so that she could go home and lie down earlier.
Just when she was at a loss for what to do with a crappy poem with only a title, Xu Zheng sneaked in.
Jiang Yueyang heard footsteps and raised her eyelids to take a look. Seeing it was Xu Zheng, she lowered her eyes again and pondered the broken poem in front of her.
Xu Zheng walked to the table and asked in a low voice: "Master Xiao Jiang, I heard that Kong Jijiu wants to take you to Moxiangzhai to participate in a poetry gathering?"
"Who told you that?"
"I just heard it." Xu Zheng hesitated, "Is it true?"
"Yeah." Jiang Yueyang raised his hand and rubbed his brow, "But I might not be able to attend that day due to some force majeure."
"Force majeure?"
"Cold, fever, headache, diarrhea, and leg and foot problems are all possible."
Xu Zheng: “…”
In order to avoid attending the poetry reading, Lord Xiao Jiang was really cruel to himself!
All the inconveniences in legs and feet have been corrected.
Jiang Yueyang: I didn’t say that I had difficulty walking.
Kong Jijiu: Could it be me?
Xu Zheng asked, "Why doesn't Lord Xiao Jiang want to attend the poetry gathering? That's a poetry gathering hosted by the Saint of Literature and the Saint of Painting!"
"Saint of literature? Saint of painting? What is that?"
"They are not things, they are two people, two very powerful people."
Xu Zheng explained to her: "The calligraphy and poetry of the sage are unique. All the scholars and students in Daxia hope to exchange ideas with him or get his advice.
The paintings of the Saint of Painting are unparalleled in the world and worth a fortune. Many people want to get a painting by the Saint of Painting but are unable to do so.
At this poetry gathering, the Saint of Literature and the Saint of Painting will bring their disciples to the event and comment on everyone's poems. It will be a great honor to receive their praise.
Moreover, the Saint of Literature and Saint of Painting will each bring out one of their own works as the prize for this poetry gathering!"
Hearing Xu Zheng's lengthy praise for the Saint of Literature and the Saint of Painting, Jiang Yueyang held her cheek in thought.
"So, their works are very valuable?"
Xu Zheng: “…”
After all I've said, you only understand the word "valuable"?
"Lord Xiao Jiang, aren't you very rich? Why are you so...money-loving?" Xu Zheng asked.
Jiang Yueyang tilted her head in confusion, "Am I acting like I love money?"
"It doesn't look like it, but if you ask..."
"Hey! You said so much, but this is the only thing that can attract me!"
"Lord Xiao Jiang, aren't you curious about how good the calligraphy of the Saint of Literature is, and how wonderful the paintings of the Saint of Painting are?" Xu Zheng asked a little excitedly.
"I'm not curious. I'm just curious whether their works can really be sold for a huge sum of money."
Xu Zheng: “…”
"I've decided. I'm going to attend the poetry reading."
"Take me one."
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang curled her lips and said meaningfully, "So this is why you came to see me."
Xu Zheng scratched his head embarrassedly.
"But I was also brought there by Kong Jijiu. How can I bring someone else there?"
"I have asked Kong Jijiu before, and he said that as long as Lord Xiao Jiang wants to take me with him, he doesn't mind taking one more person."
That being said, the actual situation was that Kong Jijiu was certain that Jiang Yueyang would sneak away at that time, so he asked Xu Zheng to persuade her to attend the poetry meeting.
The reward is to take him along.
Jiang Yueyang suddenly thought of her brother. "It seems that all the scholars want to go to that poetry meeting. My brother..."
"I have also considered this. Kong Jijiu said that Master Jiang is on the invitation list for the poetry gathering."
"Oh well."
"Thank you, Master Xiao Jiang."
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Two days later, at the gate of the Imperial Examination Hall, the rankings of the palace examination were slowly posted under the gaze of all the candidates.
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