Chapter 10: You are confused, I am confused, everyone is confused

"No-no-no-stage!"

Chen Pingping muttered and cursed something. The leaders of the inspectors at the table looked at the dean with some fear and lost their temper. Chen Pingping pulled off the blanket on her knees and coughed twice. Her gray hair was messy and had no trace of beauty. She said, "The rules in the courtyard are very clear. We cannot interfere in the affairs of the palace unless His Majesty ordered him to do so."

Yan Ruohai, the leader everywhere, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's just a pity. In the past, I have investigated fraud in the imperial examination, but this kind of thing happened in the high-gate courtyard. We have insufficient staff and it is difficult to find the thread. This time, I got these names and followed the clues. It is not difficult to find the officials behind the matter. I just didn't expect that they would actually be implicated in the East Palace."

The speech inside the Supervisory Court has always been extremely bold and harsh. Apart from his supreme loyalty to His Majesty, these spies and leaders did not care about the people around them at all.

Chen Pingping pushed the wheelchair to the window. Her gray hair and the black cloth on the window looked particularly clear. He said coldly: "This Lord Tiss has a good life. His Majesty decided to investigate the fraud this year, so he gave such a gift."

Yan Ruohai was also extremely curious about the Tisi who had never met before. He didn't know how the other party could get the list and replied softly: "It should have been checked long ago."

"Yeah." Chen Pingping waved her hand and asked these subordinates to go to the governments to make arrangements for several days to prepare for the big moves, but kept Yan Ruohai. After a while, Han Han said: "There are many people who know the identity of Tisi, so this matter cannot be kept secret at all. Your Majesty also wants to leave some face for the prince, so we should not move the people in the East Palace."

"The Prime Minister?" Yan Ruohai suddenly had a flash of inspiration and guessed the identity of Tis, and couldn't help but feel shocked and speechless.

Chen Pingping squinted her eyes and looked at him: "Since you know who he is, of course you know that his father-in-law can't move no matter what."

"Actually, none of these people can move." Yan Ruohai smiled bitterly: "In addition to the prince, one is a noble man in the palace, one is a prime minister, and the other is a veteran of the Privy Council. Our court has always had a good relationship with the military, and we can't tear the relationship apart for these trivial matters."

"Yeah." Chen Pingping snorted from her nose and said, "These three lines must move. But don't chase them to the roots, otherwise the government and the country will be shaken and even Your Majesty will not end. These ministers may have guessed that Your Majesty could not rule the officials in the world because of the crime and corruption, so he has been so bold these years."

He suddenly laughed, but his smile was a little cold: "But they didn't expect that there were people in the world who were even more courageous than them, and they actually sold so many people with one hand."

Yan Ruohai frowned and said, "Fan Tisi's move is very inappropriate. How can he end the incident when he offended so many noble people at once?"

"He is leaving the question to me." Chen Pingping's face was not sure whether it was anger or arrogance, but she was in a bad mood. "He knew that I would not let him stand on the verge of the storm. The reason why I gave this list was just to tell me that he didn't want to be led by someone and asked me to help with it!"

Yan Ruohai dared not respond, but was even more shocked. What is the relationship between Si Nanbo's eldest son and President Chen? Why did he dare to act like this? Moreover, looking at the adult's expression, he seemed to be really ready to do it according to his strategy.

Chen Pingping replied calmly and suddenly laughed loudly, but the laughter was a little sharp and unpleasant: "It's interesting, it's really interesting."

Yan Ruohai asked curiously: "What is the benefit of Fantisi doing this?"

"There are always some weird people in this world, not doing things for their own good." Chen Pingping didn't know what she thought of, and a rare expression of respect appeared on her face. Yan Ruohai had never seen this expression when the dean mentioned His Majesty.

"Please tell me, what level can I reach this time when I check the fraud case?"

Chen Pingping looked up slightly and said in a cold voice: "Your Majesty thinks the Guo family has controlled the Ministry of Rites for a long time."

"clear."

"There is no one at the moment, Mu Tie is not smart enough, so you are the one who leads this matter."

"yes."

The third round of the spring exam has entered. Fan Xian picked up a warm wet towel and wiped the corners of his eyes. He found that he was indeed a little tired in the past few days. His eyes were getting too much, so he couldn't help but smile and stood up and stretched. He looked at the students who were sleeping on the table. He thought that even the examiner was so hard, and these students were afraid that they would be even more pitiful.

Today is the last day of the spring examination. Fan Xian has been in the examination room of the Second Department of Rites for several days. Although his family often sends some awakening things and food, his body and spirit are extremely tired. He yawned, walked to Yang Wanli, and looked carefully. These days, he found that the student named Yang Wanli was honest and cruel. The things he had stuck in his clothes were really unmoved, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

What surprised him even more was that Yang Wanli was quite talented and had some sutras. Although he was not a clear way of thinking and his views were not a simplified route, his victory was to be realistic and not a vain, which was contrary to Fan Xian's character. The nameless official from the Supervision Bureau also came to pay back. Yang Wanli was from a poor family and studied in Quanzhou since he was a child. His grades in the provincial examination were also excellent. Fan Xian had a friendship with him to expose the bad things, so he couldn't help but pay more attention.

At this time, Yang Wanli had finished the last test question, and was looking at any mistakes with tired faces. Yu Guang saw that Lord Xiao Fan came to him again, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Although it was in the examination school, Fan Xian naturally could not talk to the candidates, but after a few days of trouble, Yang Wanli was already a little dazed. He actually had the courage to pinch his clothes, and then looked at Fan Xian pitifully, as if asking the young examiner how he discovered his snail outside the examination school.

Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, thinking that based on your talent, can you use these methods? It's not convenient to talk to him, so he just gently tapped Yang Wanli's bedding with his right index finger.

Yang Wanli was confused and looked down and saw the bedding behind him that looked like a black date. He looked at his body, and although he had not washed for several days, he still showed a noble silk long gown. When he moved his heart, he knew how his feet were exposed. Imagine that no candidate who could afford to wear a long gown would carry such a roll of black bedding into the venue.

He couldn't help but laugh silly.

Fan Xian smiled slightly, made a decision in his heart, and then put his hands behind him and walked back.

It was already night, and the candidates gradually left the Ministry of Rites Examination School. After several days of torture, everyone was already in a state of suffocation. They were yawning all over the sky, their bodies were sour and smelly, and their faces were confused. There were still some students with slow pen tips still biting pens at their desks, and some students were sleeping under the lamp and clothes. It was not time yet, so naturally no examiner was concerned about them.

A gong suddenly sounded in Tongtu Lane on the side of the Ministry of Rites. The gong sounded crisp, as if it was about to awaken the night over Kyoto.

"The time is here, and all students will stay."

With a shout, the officials of the Ministry of Rites began to clear the scene and drove the students who were still holding their brushes outside the yard. A candidate in his forties had gray hair but had not finished the test paper. He cried and refused to leave his own writing case. In the end, he was trampled out by several officials from the Supervision Bureau.

After a long time, everyone seemed to hear the candidate's whimpering and irritating sound echoing outside the Ministry of Rites Examination School.

Fan Xian sighed, but there was no sympathy in his heart - this world, that world is the same, what you can and what you are suitable for is actually all depends on your own efforts. It is not that he is a cold and ruthless person, but for him, the students' examinations have ended, but his own examinations have just begun.

On the night of the spring examination, the papers were sealed immediately. This was Fan Xian's job, and the CEO and the two seat teachers made the decision. They were both sitting in the hall and did not dare to leave. They waited for Fan Xian to lead the people to complete the two procedures for copying the name, and then they could seal the papers.

The light of the candle was bright, and the entire second yamen of the Ministry of Rites was busy. Outside, dozens of veteran officials were dividing test papers and sorting them out. In another small room, Fan Xian rubbed his temples while watching two officials of the Ministry of Rites were making a name for themselves.

Before all the test papers were given a copy, they had to be sent to Fan Xian before passing. Fan Xian did not dare to neglect it. He looked carefully at the name on the paper and corresponded to the names on the four notes. After a long time, he had picked more than a dozen papers from it, and placed them on his right hand without notice.

The two officials of the Ministry of Rites on his side looked at each other with their heads down, knowing that the dozen papers were greeted by the big men in the palace.

After finishing what he had done, Fan Xian waved to the two people and signaled to start to make a name for him. The two officials of the Ministry of Rites did not dare to neglect and quickly began to cover the names and origins of the students on the test paper with papers.

Fan Xian did not avoid suspicion and watched carefully, and finally discovered how these Qing State officials did this. It turned out that whenever the papers he picked out were made, the notes used would be slightly shorter than those of ordinary students who were made of names.

Seeing the officials of the Ministry of Rites solemnly putting a short note on the test paper he chose, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, thinking that if Guo Youzhi knew in the future, these test papers were not all invited by officials in the court, but a few were the papers of really talented people he liked, such as the stupid man named Yang Wanli - would Guo's old man vomit blood?
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