After taking our eldest master Zhang into the examination room, Zhang Ruitu and the three deputy examiners discovered the tricky things. The three exams had already been held for two and a half years. Now, let alone there were no test papers, there were no spare test rooms. How could the candidate be sent to him by Jiu Qiansui? However, our chief examiner Zhang Ruitu is a smart person. He found Wang Zhijian, who had the best relationship with the deputy examiners, and discussed it for a while. Wang Zhijian immediately gave up his room and invited our eldest master Zhang into the room. The good attendant of the fragrant tea wipes. Then the chief examiner and the three deputy examiners gathered in Zhang Ruitu's room and began to discuss how to deal with this tricky matter.

"Three Nian brothers, this matter is very difficult to handle, but we must do it well." Zhang Ruitu, the chief examiner of the General Examination, lowered his voice and said straight to the point: "Today is the last day of the General Examination. Nine Thousand Years Eunuch Wei suddenly sent a candidate to our examination room, proving that this candidate must be a relative of Nine Thousand Years! So no matter what we think of, we have to let him take the General Examination and pass the exam! Otherwise, we will offend Eunuch Wei Jiu Thousand Years."

"Mr. Zhang said very well, that's exactly the truth." The three deputy examiners nodded and agreed. Wang Zhijian, one of the deputy examiners, frowned again and said, "Mr. Zhang, but this matter is not just a common problem. All candidates who took this exam and registered in the Imperial College and registered in the Imperial College are already present - that is to say, the candidate who sent him to the Imperial College must have not registered in the Imperial College in advance. What should I do?"

"Oh, a small matter." Zhang Ruitu pointed to another deputy examiner and said, "Mr. Chen, you are the Imperial College Supervisory Office. This should not be a problem for you, right?"

"No problem." The deputy examiner Chen slapped his chest and said with a smile: "I can send someone back to the Imperial College immediately and send the candidate's registration for nine thousand years to make up for it. But Mr. Zhang, you have to ask where the candidate is from? Who is his surname? Who is his origin? Is he a juren? This way, he can get a job."

"Okay, you guys wait a moment, I'll go in and take a look." Zhang Ruitu nodded, went out and entered our Master Zhang's examination room. Our Master Zhang was afraid of being fucked by talking nonsense, so he simply lay on the table and pretended to sleep. The snoring sounded, which made Zhang Ruitu dare not go over and wake him up. He could only come to Zhang Shitou, the servant Zhang, and bowed and smiled, "This little brother, how dare you ask your son's name? Where is his origin? I need it when registering and creating a book for your son, and I hope he will give me some advice."

"You are polite, sir." Zhang Shitou replied politely, "My son's surname is Zhang and his name is so Gu. He is twenty-one this year. He is from Linqingzhou, Dongchang Prefecture, Shandong Province - he was born to the eleventh wife of our Mr. Zhang."

"Born from Mr. Zhang's wife in the eleventh room?" Zhang Ruitu was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Little brother, am I not asking your son who was born to that wife, but what is his origin?"

"It was the 11th lady of our family." Zhang Shitou replied even more confusedly. Zhang Ruitu almost cried, so he had to say clearly, "Little brother, I'm asking your young master what kind of fame you have? For example, the student of the Xiangguan? The Juren?"

"Oh, it turns out that I was asking this." Zhang Shitou suddenly realized and replied with a smile: "How good is it that sir, my elders have said so well? Our young master has no fame, neither a supervisor nor a juren, nor even a scholar."

"Ah?!" Zhang Ruitu, the chief examiner, almost screamed out loud, and thought to himself, "Nine Thousand Years, Nine Thousand Years, you are so embarrassed. You sent this master to a scholar, why did you ask me to take the exam? How could he win? - Fortunately, Zhang Shitou didn't say that our eldest master Zhang didn't even know his own name. Otherwise, our chief examiner Zhang Ruitu would have to jump off the building.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Ruitu's distraught expression made Zhang Shitou puzzled and couldn't help asking. Zhang Ruitu also quickly reacted, thinking that I had spent countless efforts to please Jiu Qiansui to become the Minister of Rites. It was only one step away from entering the cabinet and being the minister of the minister. You must not waste all your previous efforts because of this matter. That would be too worth it - Damn, no matter how much the price you spend, you have to find a way to do this matter! Thinking of this, Zhang Ruitu gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you little brother, I know what to do. Sit a little, and I'll go." (Note)

After saying that, Zhang Ruitu turned around and walked out of the door again. As soon as the door closed, our Master Zhang's snoring stopped abruptly. He raised his head and waved to Zhang Shitou to his face, and whispered in Zhang Shitou's ear: "Shitou, you answered very well just now. I will continue to sleep later. If someone asks you anything, you can answer truthfully. Only ask your Master, what is the relationship between me and the Nine Thousand-year-old Master Wei? You must not answer, you can only smile and pretend to be stupid. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Zhang Shitou nodded and lowered his voice, "Young Master, you scared me to death in front of Jiu Qiansui today. You are also lucky to be lucky. Otherwise, you might have been implicated by you. But now we have entered the examination room, and you can't write. After a while, several examiners really give you the exam papers to write for you. What should I do?"

"Let me do the test paper? Do they dare?" Master Zhang sneered disdainfully: "The test paper is not a problem at all. What makes these examiners the most troublesome now is not this, but how to get this young master to get the qualification for the exam."

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He was really beaten by Master Zhang's crow. After Zhang Ruitu told the three deputy examiners that Master Zhang had no fame and honor, the three deputy examiners were all stunned and screamed in unison: "What? The candidate who was nine thousand years old sent him to the scholar's reputation? How can I take the exam?"

"Shh, keep your word." Zhang Ruitu made a gesture of silence first, and then said with a stern face: "Yes, this candidate does not have any fame and honor. He is neither a prison student nor a juren. He is not qualified to take the exam. - But! This candidate was sent by Eunuch Wei in the Nine Thousand Years. His identity is extraordinary, so no matter how difficult or troublesome, we have to let him take the exam and let him go to high school! Otherwise, I believe that I don't need to explain what everyone's fate will happen?"

The three deputy examiners all had a chill. They all thought of the various tortures in the East Factory Prison, and their legs couldn't help but start to tremble. Wang Zhijian said with a hard forehead: "Mr. Zhang, even if we want to help him, we will force him to pass the exam. In the future, there will be palace examinations, and we will definitely have to check our identity. Once exposed, our few of us will be lost." The other two deputy examiners agreed, and they were worried that our eldest master Zhang would pass the exam and were sad.

"Yes, we can be compatible with this level of the Imperial Examination, but it is hard to say the level of the palace test." Zhang Ruitu first agreed with the opinions of the three deputy examiners, and then gritted his teeth: "But no matter how difficult it is, we have to find a way for him - to find a way for this young master Zhang Haogu, that is, to find a way for Jiu Qiansui! So we can only succeed, not fail!"

"What the chief examiner said is very true. The subordinates and others must do their best." The three deputy examiners agreed together and agreed with Zhang Ruitu's words. Wang Zhijian asked carefully: "Chief examiner, what should we do specifically? This young master is from Shandong. Even if we connect with Shandong Xuezheng forge fame for him, it will be too late."

"It doesn't matter. You can take your time for falsification. The key is to pass the current level first." Zhang Ruitu has been a high-ranking official for many years. He is very familiar with the way to hide the superiors and not the subordinates. He has an idea after a little calculation. At that moment, Zhang Ruitu ordered: "If you do this, there are only two hours and three candles left. The exam is about to end. It is definitely too late to let Mr. Zhang do the paper. Just work hard for three adults. Each of them will have to finish the exam questions in one exam. As for the matter in the exam room, it will be left to the official to prepare. But remember one thing, this matter can only be known to the four of us, and even the examiners in the 18th Room cannot let them know."

"Okay, okay, thank you Lord Zhang." The three deputy examiners nodded together, and they took their own actions after a little division of labor. Zhang Ruitu called Wang Zhijian again and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wang, if I remember correctly, when you were the prefect of Hangzhou, Lord Xie, now Shandong Xuezheng, seemed to be the prefect in the neighboring Huzhou. What is your relationship? Are there any unbearable grudges?"

"The relationship between Xiaguan and Lord Xie is quite reasonable. Although it is not a matter of life and friendship, at least we have never had any conflicts in local government affairs." Wang Zhijian replied in a low voice.

Zhang Ruitu was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "This is the best. I can do the record of fame and honor on the Ministry of Rites alone. As for Lord Xie, please send a letter to Lord Xie tonight, tell me about Mr. Zhang and Jiu Qiansui, and ask him to add a fame and honor for Mr. Zhang. I believe Mr. Xie will not make any intentional difficulties and help us do this perfectly. After the matter is completed, once the Nine Qiansui is rewarded, what do you and I do? "

Wang Zhijian was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly clasped his fists and replied, "Okay, everything depends on Lord Zhang. After the matter is completed, Lord Zhang should be the first to be the first in front of the nine thousand years old. It is enough for the subordinates to take advantage of some money." Zhang Ruitu nodded with a smile, knowing that this matter is basically fine.

So, when we don’t know the traditional Chinese characters, Mr. Zhang, was still sleeping and snoring, relying on the hands and eyes of the first and third and fourth chief examiners, his hands and eyes were all clear, he had already become a scholar in the Xinyou year of the Ming Dynasty, the seventh place in the Shandong provincial examination, and the juren master who ranked in the Yellow A of the Beijing News! He has indeed obtained the reference qualification for the Ming Dynasty B-Chou examination! Moreover, our Zhang Ruitu chief examiner also bought one free one, instructing the three deputy chief examiners to complete the examination papers for Mr. Zhang. Basically, we can say that, we are dreaming of marrying the tiger and Xiong Hun Hu first and then avenging his previous shame. It is not far from the third senior high school...

To know what happens next, please read the next chapter "The Opponent of Destiny".
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