The results of the imperial examination were released.
“Miss, my young lady is a top scholar.”
"Don't push, don't push, let me see."
"Huh? I won! Hahaha, I actually won!"
"Sigh! Another failure."
This is a time of joy for some and sorrow for others.
But the top spot is undoubtedly one that everyone will remember.
Yang Yuyun, the sixth young lady of the Prime Minister's mansion.
At a certain inn, Meng Jiujiu didn't even bother to check the rankings.
She believes and is confident that she has the ability to stay in the top three.
Then, someone will come and announce it with gongs and drums.
"Miss Meng Jiujiu, do you live here?"
Many people craned their necks to look over upon hearing this, and quite a few were filled with envy and jealousy.
After all, during this period of imperial examinations, the inns were mostly occupied by scholars from all over the country who came to take the exams.
Meng Jiujiu came out as soon as she heard the voice, "That's me."
"Congratulations, Miss, you've won third place."
"A true master doesn't reveal their abilities!"
"I'm staying at the same inn as the third-place winner, so maybe I can share in their good fortune?"
"Who is this person? I don't recognize him."
Meng Jiujiu frowned. "I understand. Thank you for telling me."
The woman looked pale and sickly, because the man hadn't given her any reward money, and she didn't feel comfortable asking for it.
In fact, she never got a good job. The first and second place winners' announcements were taken by others, and the third place winner came from a small mountain village. He looked like a poor wretch and had no money.
But she also held onto hope, just in case.
Who knew they didn't have a single copper coin?
It's not that Meng Jiujiu doesn't want to give it; it's just that she doesn't have the money!
She knew this rule before, but her current status and circumstances didn't allow it.
She didn't care about such things at all; what she cared about was who the top two people were above her.
Who are the first two?
"The sixth young lady of the Prime Minister's residence, Yang Yuyun, is the top scholar in the imperial examination, and the second place goes to the second young lady of the Ministry of Works, Wang Fenglun," someone answered directly.
Both of them came from aristocratic families. Meng Jiujiu pondered, but since she hadn't seen the other's exam papers, she couldn't make any rash judgments.
But if it's really what she thinks...
Was her attempt at the imperial examination even meaningful then?
No, she will fulfill her long-cherished wish no matter what.
This is her obsession.
One month later, the palace examination was held.
All the candidates were led into the Hall of Preserving Harmony, and none dared to peek at the Emperor's face.
The ministers presented the examination questions to the emperor for his decision.
Looking at these topics, Wei Wangqing found that they were mostly about war or how to govern a country.
That's true, what else could the imperial examinations test if not these things?
These ministers were probably just trying their best to behave properly.
Finally, Wei Wangqing chose a policy essay on governing the country and left it to the students to ponder.
She didn't have a clear answer in her heart; she just wanted to see who could give her a more agreeable answer.
As the exam papers were distributed, some candidates lowered their heads to think, while others immediately began writing furiously.
But what attracted Wei Wangqing the most was someone else. This person's clothes were not fancy, and could even be described as coarse cloth, which seemed to have been washed until they were a bit faded. However, no one could match her temperament. She seemed to be full of the fragrance of books. Just looking at her made one feel at peace. Especially when she was writing seriously, it made people feel that there was only her and a pen and a piece of paper left in this world.
Wei Wangqing couldn't help but want to go down and see what she had written.
So she walked down the steps.
Some test takers noticed this and became quite nervous.
Wei Wangqing pretended to look around aimlessly.
But she also understood the feelings of those test takers, after all, they were people who had also gone through the exam.
Finally, Wei Wangqing slowly walked up behind Meng Jiujiu.
Yes, Wei Wangqing had already guessed who she was. After all, there weren't many students from poor families who could reach this level, and only one of the top three this time came from a poor family.
In this era, how could a poor family compare with a noble family in terms of financial resources, human resources, material resources, or even experience? Therefore, the effort required to cultivate a scholar who had passed the imperial examination was unimaginable.
Luck and skill are both indispensable.
Meng Jiujiu noticed the emperor standing behind her, but she didn't care and continued to concentrate on answering the questions.
Wei Wangqing only glanced at it a few times before leaving.
But no one knew the turmoil in her heart, because she saw what she had written, just a few words, which stirred up a huge wave of emotions within her.
Men could also enter the palace, wage war to strengthen the country, abolish slavery, promote the imperial examination system, suppress aristocratic families, and elevate the poor.
this……
If those ministers saw this, they would probably dismiss him on the spot.
What Wei Wangqing didn't know was that this was originally written for her, both as a test and as a genuine expression of her feelings.
After the palace examination, all the candidates were escorted out of the palace.
Meng Jiujiu seemed thoughtful, feeling that this emperor was somewhat different.
She was completely different from her previous one.
Perhaps she can succeed this time.
Meanwhile, in the Hall of Preserving Harmony, the crowd was arguing endlessly about the rankings.
"This Miss Yang's exam paper deserves first place, and besides, she was originally the top scholar in the provincial examination." This was said by the Prime Minister's faction.
"But this is the palace examination, not the provincial examination. What does it matter if she did well last time? It doesn't mean she'll perform well every time. In my opinion, this Miss Wang is quite good too." It seems she's at odds with the Prime Minister.
No one spoke up for Meng Jiujiu.
Wei Wangqing felt that this trend really needed to change; when did the imperial examination system become a one-man show for aristocratic families?
Does it mean we should judge based on influence rather than strength?
Looking at the scrolls in her hand, Wei Wangqing found that most of them were flattering her, the new emperor. Wei Wangqing was unaware that she had achieved so much in less than a year since taking the throne.
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