Just as He Tuyuan was about to leave, he saw Mo Wen coming over.
He Tuyuan stopped out of courtesy and bowed, "Hello, sir."
"Well, I couldn't remember you at first. When I saw you and the fifth prince together, I remembered that you were the He Tuyuan who was framed a few days ago, right?" Mo Wen said.
"Yes, it's the student." He Tuyuan nodded.
"Well, you did well today. I will take a good look at your paper when I get back." Mo Wen couldn't hide his admiration for He Luyuan.
"Thank you for your hard work, sir." He Tuyuan bowed.
"Okay, go back first. If you pass the exam this time, I will accept you as my disciple." Mo Wen said.
"Really?" He Tuyuan's eyes widened. This surprise was too unexpected.
Mo Wen smiled and said, "I never make promises easily."
He Tuyuan was happy, and Qi Beiting said shamelessly, "Master Mo, since you accepted him, why don't you accept me too..."
Mo Wen looked at Qi Beiting carefully and shook his head. "Compared to your father, you are really too bad. You should go back and practice more."
Qi Beiting was dejected and dejected.
He Tuyuan patted him gently.
The three of them talked for a while and then went their separate ways.
Mo Wen went back to the examination hall to check the papers.
The other examiners have almost finished reading the papers.
When Mo Wen arrived, the examiners had just placed the papers they had examined on Mo Wen's desk.
"Lord Mo, are you back?" The leader, a man named Li Vu, asked respectfully.
"Well, how did you guys review the papers?" Mo Wen asked.
"Your Excellency, the papers of all the candidates have been reviewed together." Li Quan said.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. You can go back and rest first. I will take a look at it again. If I confirm that it is correct, I can draw up a list." Mo Wen picked up the papers and looked at them.
Li Quan exchanged glances with a few others, then retreated.
The examinees' papers are held in a wooden board with their names written on it to distinguish them from each other.
The wooden boards were written by officials when they were collecting papers, and then they were collected and bound at the same time.
Mo Wen searched for a long time but didn't see He Tuyuan's name.
He hurried back just to take a look at He Tuyuan's paper in advance to see if there was a chance for him to become his disciple.
In the end, He Tuyuan's paper was not found among the pile of well-written papers.
Mo Wen rubbed his head and said, "That shouldn't be the case. The poetry is good, but the writing is crap?"
It's late at night
Mo Wen had already flipped through the graded papers several times, but he didn't see He Tuyuan's name.
Mo Wen first forced himself to fight off sleepiness and read each of the graded papers again.
The papers were all well written, no problems at all.
But during the correction process, Mo Wen saw a familiar name "Kedenke..."
Mo Wen suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Mo Wen carefully read Ke Dengke's paper many times to confirm that this word was not written by the same person as the word he saw in the poem!
But this word is very familiar, and I can't remember who wrote it for a while.
Mo Wen was not very happy, because seeing Kedenko's paper in the pile meant that at least one person had lost his real paper, and Kedenko was an imposter!
Mo Wen thought to himself, since Ke Dengke’s paper appeared among the papers of the top students, then is it possible that He Tuyuan’s paper appeared among the papers of the poor students?
Mo Wen called over a few of his subordinates who were waiting nearby, "Come, come, come and help me find someone named He Tuyuan among this group."
Those subordinates were a little confused. Mo Wen usually didn't ask about the test papers of poor students. Could it be that he was going to let He Tuyuan cheat this time?
Although I guessed this in my heart, I had no choice but to do what my boss asked me to do.
I searched for about quarter of an hour.
A subordinate yamen runner, sweating profusely, held up a paper and said, "My lord, here you are!"
Mo Wen walked over quickly and took a closer look. It was not He Tuyuan's handwriting at all. The handwriting was so ugly that it was hard to describe. Whose handwriting could it be but Kodenko's?
There are too many beautiful handwritings to remember, but the ridiculously ugly ones are definitely impressive!
Mo Wen took the test paper and found Kedenko's test paper as well.
The two were put together, staring at each other without saying a word.
The other subordinate yamen runners didn't know what he was going to do, so they just waited quietly on the side.
Mo Wen looked at it over and over again, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Ke Dengke's paper was more like that written by He Tuyuan, and He Luyuan's paper was more like that written by Ke Dengke.
Mo Wen frowned and pondered. Judging from what happened at the poetry meeting, He Tuyuan was not the kind of person who would sell out his career prospects for money. Moreover, such a vulgar person like Kodenko could not write such profound content.
But thinking that words are not enough, and even if someone kills someone, there must be fatal evidence, Mo Wen thought of the Weilai Poetry Club. The calligraphy works left every year would be kept and collected by the organizer Qin Yangyang. If someone among them ascended to a very noble position in the future, there would still be people who would buy their works. After all, when people grow up, they don't want others to see their childish side. Therefore, Qin Yangyang also made a lot of money. Even if no one buys it, there will be many people who want to buy it if it is collected.
I have to say that the Qin family knows how to do business. Two-thirds of the shops in Kyoto are owned by the Qin family.
Mo Wen thought about this and felt that Qin Yangyang must have these people's poems. So he thought about asking her to retrieve the works of Ke Dengke and He Tuyuan. However, there was a big problem. Mo Wen and Qin Yangyang were only acquaintances and were not familiar with each other at all. If he rashly asked for them, would it be too abrupt? Would it be too conspicuous and alert the enemy?
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