Chunsong Hutong.

Today, the west courtyard of the Zhao Mansion is bustling with people. More than a dozen eight-person tables are set up in the spacious courtyard, and the tables are piled with tea, snacks, and fresh fruits.

One or two hundred candidates who had participated in the palace examination sat in a circle and attended the poetry reading organized by Zhao Shouzheng.

It's called a poetry gathering, but the results will be announced tomorrow, so how can anyone think about picking out lines from poems or reciting poems? They just want to find an excuse to get together and talk about everything, to relieve their nervous and restless emotions.

In fact, it would be better to go to Fenzi Hutong, but at this time everyone is afraid of being unlucky, so it is better to come to a place that does good deeds to get some blessings.

As this group of scholars talked, the topic naturally turned to tomorrow's announcement of the results of the imperial examinations and what would happen after they passed the imperial examination.

"I heard that only the top 36 candidates in the second class have a chance to be selected as Shujishi?" A Shandong candidate named Wang Fuzhi asked, somewhat confused, "I asked the people in the Ministry of Rites the other day, but they said there was no such thing."

"This is something that everyone knows, how can anyone tell you?" A candidate named Wang Jiaping said with a smile, "Anyway, if you rank lower, you will definitely not be able to enter the small gate of the Hanlin Academy."

"If you can't get in, then you can't get in." An older Jiangxi scholar named Zhang Wei said nonchalantly, "Once you go in, it will take 10 to 20 years. At my age, I'm afraid I'll be buried before I can get out."

"Hahaha!" The candidates laughed so hard that they fell over. They didn't expect that this old man was quite funny.

But people like Zhao Shouzheng, who are about the same age as him, also agree with him.

The Hanlin Academy is indeed noble, but it is really too torturous to spend year after year gaining experience in vain.

Moreover, in three years, there will be thirty or forty new Hanlin scholars, and in ten years, there will be a hundred. Among these hundred people, it would be good if ten could become prime ministers.

Most people still have to find a way to express themselves externally, otherwise their whole lives will be wasted.

Thinking about it this way, Shujishi doesn't seem so attractive anymore...

~~

"The problem is, if you don't become a Hanlin and are sent to a ministry to observe government affairs, you will still waste many years." said the more experienced Zhao Zhigao from Zhejiang.

"Aren't there also people who were appointed to prefectures and counties right after they were listed?" asked a Suzhou native named Xu Xianqing.

"It's useless to be employed even if you don't get the list." A candidate from Shaoxing named Luo Wanhua shook his head and said, "When you go to the provincial government, you will still be kept as an intern or a substitute, and you will have to wait until a county or prefectural magistrate becomes vacant before you can take your turn."

"Yes, in our province there are deputy county magistrates who have been apprentices for seven or eight years, but are still being ordered around like clerks by the governors and the prefects all day long." said a Hangzhou native named Zhu Geng.

"So it's better to be a Shujishi. After three years of hard work, if you want to be sent out, you can just 'leave the capital with the position', saving you this torture." Liu Boxie from Jiangxi said leisurely and fascinatedly: "The Ministry of Personnel will directly designate where to go, issue a letter of appointment, and when you arrive, you will be a county magistrate!"

"After listening to you all, the result is that Shujishi is still the most attractive." A Fujian candidate named Huang Fengxiang said with a funny smile: "It's a pity that less than one in ten can be selected..."

"yes……"

The candidates were talking enthusiastically when they suddenly heard a cannon fire outside the door.

They were so frightened that they all stopped talking and looked over. They saw the guards from the mansion quickly running in and reporting to Master Zhao who was sitting at the main table:

"Sir, someone is coming from the palace!"

"Oh?" Zhao Hao and his son stood up upon hearing this. Sure enough, they saw a eunuch wearing a bright red python robe and holding a yellow book in his hand, coming in panting, escorted by a team of Jinyiwei.

The eunuch seemed to be in a hurry. Seeing the courtyard full of candidates, he couldn't help but said with surprise, "Great, they are all here."

The candidates couldn't help but feel nervous. They didn't want to get into trouble at such a critical moment.

Then the eunuch said sharply, "Kneel down, there is an imperial decree."

The candidates knelt down hurriedly on the ground, and Zhao Hao also squatted down in the crowd pretending to be serious.

Anyway, his robe was loose, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell whether he was kneeling or squatting.

"On the 15th, the candidates who took the exam, Wang Zhoushao, Wang Dingjue, Yu Shenxing, Hua Shuyang, Jin Xuezeng, Luo Wanhua, Huang Fengxiang, Zhao Zhigao, Wang Jiaping, and Tian Yijun, ten of whom are allowed to enter the palace to see the emperor. No mistakes are allowed. I decree this."

After saying that, he looked around the room and asked, "How many people are here? Hurry up and stand up."

The five Yangs stood up one after another, and Wang Jiaping, Zhao Zhigao, Luo Wanhua, and Huang Fengxiang also stood up quickly and announced their names one by one.

"Good, all nine of you are here. That's great, great." The eunuch was overjoyed and smiled as he greeted them, "Follow me into the palace quickly. His Majesty is waiting to see you."

Wang Wuyang and the others looked at Zhao Hao, and when they saw their master gave them an approving look, they hurriedly followed the eunuch with the other four.

As soon as these people left, there was a loud bang and the yard exploded.

"The results will be announced tomorrow. The Emperor summoned me today. These are definitely the top ten candidates of this year's exam!"

The candidates shouted out in envy and regret:

"It must be correct. The top scorer is Wang Wuyang, the second place is Wang Dingjue, the third place is Yu Shenxing, and the third place is Hua Shuyang!"

"The second in the second class is Jin Xuezeng. Oh my god, isn't this the same five funny guys?!"

When someone realized this, everyone's eyes turned to the young man sitting at the main table.

"How did these five people perform in the imperial examination?" the candidates asked each other in a low voice.

"The best one, Wang Dingjue, was fifth, then Jin Xuezeng was tenth, and then there were those outside the top 20... Oh, and the third place winner was 66th."

"Oh my god, they all improved!" The candidates couldn't help but gasp. Isn't Mr. Zhao's tutoring level too scary?

If one or two people improved their places, it was just luck. But if five people improved together and took the top five places, it was purely because of the teacher’s good teaching!

The candidates thought that if there were not five people squeezed into one subject, there would be five top scorers, right?

Only then did they realize that Yangyang and the others were not just playing around that day.

If you don't beg me like that, the teacher won't help you...

The eyes of the candidates looking at Zhao Hao suddenly became extremely hot.

Although they don't need to take the exam anymore, who doesn't have a nest of brothers and nephews? In the future, they still have to find ways to learn science!

Well, after they go back, tell them not to do anything else but to understand geometry first...

~~

Feeling that the air around him was getting hotter, Zhao Hao knew that his hard work over the past year had finally paid off.

Thanks to the strong publicity from Lingji Palace, the name of science has spread throughout the scholarly community.

Now with the blessing of this palace examination result, people who join our science school will continue to flow in!

As expected.

In a flash, he was surrounded by the candidates. Some congratulated him, some asked him for "An Introduction to Geometry", and some asked him if he accepted candidates for the Jinshi degree.

Mr. Zhao was pushed aside, watching the scene with a smile on his face.

This is what my son deserves.

At this time, someone came up to him and said to Mr. Zhao jokingly:

"Don't be depressed, Big Brother. Your ranking has definitely improved a lot compared to theirs..."

"Hahahaha!" The candidates immediately burst into laughter.

Of course, among the 403 candidates, Mr. Zhao has the most room for improvement.

"Of course." Zhao Shouzheng raised his beard proudly and said, "Who made me have a good son!"

ps. Fourth update, thanks to the new leader 'Bai Yidu', please give me monthly tickets and recommendation tickets~~