The emperor spoke slowly, his tone was calm and composed.

"You are the best among the talents selected by the imperial court. I hope you can learn from the palace examination so that you can serve the court in the future."

Thank you everyone.

The emperor then gave a few more words of encouragement and left the Golden Palace.

The emperor could not have been supervised here, and other adults who were not responsible for the palace examination also retreated one after another, leaving only a few presiding examiners responsible for the palace examination.

An official wearing a purple robe and a goatee said, "I am the Minister of Rites of the Ministry of Rites in the Palace Examination of Jinke. There are rules in the palace examination. You should do it yourself. Don't let the government down. Don't let the government down. The exam begins now."

After setting up the tables and chairs, seventy-six candidates sat down. After the test papers came down, the palace examination officially began.

Because Qin Guan was the first in the imperial examination, his seat was also the front. He looked up at the Minister of Rites Liu Sheng, who was only ten meters away from him, and saw that the other party was also looking at him.

Is this a target for myself?

Qin Guan opened the test paper and browsed it roughly. It was all the same rules, with one poem, one essay and one strategy.

The poem is based on the Three Kingdoms and has no other requirements.

The rhyme of Fu is "The king, the son, is not, is expensive, is difficult, get, and things."

The topic of that strategy paper has about 300 words. The general meaning is that now our country's border troubles are constantly looking around, and the domestic military power is relatively weak. In this case, what should we do to defeat the enemy while protecting ourselves?

Qin Guan started with poetry first. The most famous poems of the Three Kingdoms is the "Red Cliff Nostalgia" by his brother-in-law Su Shi. Unfortunately, he did not match Qin Guan's current situation. In the end, Qin Guan chose Yang Shen's "Linjiangxian".

The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes.

Right and wrong, success and failure turn into nothing.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red for several times.

The white fishermen and woodcutters are on the river bank, and they are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

A pot of turbid wine meets happily.

Many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes.

After writing the word, Qin Guan began to write Fu, and the rhyme of Fu requires "The king, son, is not, is expensive, is difficult, get, something."

Qin Guan thought about it and wrote: "Researching the ancient Dunhua, and relying on the sages to make kings, we must keep pearls and not treasures, so that they can be divided in the abyss. We are extremely precious, and even if we are rare, they will not be produced. We abandon it and useless, and we can be compared to the return of the sacred land for a long time."

It took only half an hour for Qin Guan to answer the two questions of poetry and essays, which was amazing. Qin Guan did not rest and turned the test paper to the topic of strategy.

If you think other candidates have more intense questions, they may answer such questions such as "strengthening the army and defeating the enemy", "strengthening domestic military equipment", "strengthening national strength", etc. If you are more tactful, they may answer such questions such as "strengthening diplomacy", "distance and near attack".

Those pedantic people might even say something about "ethics and edifications".

Qin Guan thought for a while and had a general idea in his mind. It seemed that he had seen similar questions in a certain policy on his mobile phone. He had just taken his mobile phone to check the original text again. He looked up and saw that the director of the stage, the Minister of Rites 6 Sheng, looked at him again, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Qin Guan felt a stern.

Qin Guan rolled up his sleeves with his left hand, picked up the ink ingots on the table with his right hand, and put them in the inkstone and slowly polished them, but he was thinking about what to do.

If you go through the exam normally, even if you answer well, this old guy probably won’t get good grades. It doesn’t make much sense to do it or not.

What should I do?

Suddenly, Qin Guan remembered the sword technique he had practiced.

Those who use swords emphasize agility in their body and skillful moves, and pay attention to winning by strange moves. If the right path is blocked and they are suppressed by the opponent due to the huge gap in strength, they must also know how to take a different approach.

"The sword takes a different approach", Qin Guan thought about it and suddenly made a decision in his heart.

After reading the title again, Qin Guan raised his pen and wrote eight words.

After writing, he put down his brush, bowed to the examiner Liu Sheng, and said aloud: "State of the 6, the minister, has finished answering, and requested to hand over the paper."

Qin Guan is now able to claim to be a tribute student after passing the exam.

Qin Guan's words echoed in the quiet Golden Palace, which shocked all the candidates to look up at him.

Someone couldn't help but exclaim: "I've finished answering, how is it possible? I haven't even finished a question."

"I haven't even finished my conception yet, why did he finish answering? Is there such a big gap between me and Huiyuan?"

Chen Yichen and Lin Yuan looked over, with a look of worry in their eyes. Qin Guan could not have finished the answer so quickly. They even doubted whether Qin Guan had given up.

However, some candidates showed joy. Qin Guan was Huiyuan. Now Huiyuan gave up voluntarily, and the possibility of their competition for the third grade increased a little.

Hearing Qin Guan's words, the Minister of Rites Liu Sheng was very surprised. Zeng Prime Minister had instructed him to kick Qin Guan down. He had already thought that as long as Qin Guan's test paper was not that very eye-catching, he would put him at the end when marking the paper.

But why did he hand in the paper now?

6 Sheng scolded with a gloomy face, "The palace examination must not be noisy."

One sentence scared everyone down and continued to answer the questions themselves. 6 Sheng walked up to Qin Guan, picked up his test paper and looked at it. When he saw Qin Guan's test paper's strategy topic and only wrote eight words, his eyes flashed and he asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure you want to hand in the paper?"

"The official confirms."

"Since you are sure, I will take your paper. You can wait outside the hall." As he said that, he turned around and walked to the exam seat with Qin Guan's paper.

An official came over and led Qin Guan out of the hall.

Standing on the corridor outside the hall, the breeze was blowing gently, and it was very cool when it was blowing on its body. Qin looked at the surrounding palaces and felt that the palace of the Great Zhao Kingdom was extremely majestic. The wind blew through the copper bells under the brackets, and the crisp sounds of dinging sounds were made from time to time.

6 Sheng looked at Qin Guan’s test paper, but he didn’t notice that a little eunuch came out of the Golden Palace through the side door.

The little eunuch quickly walked to the back garden. As soon as he emerged, he was seen by the eunuch Li Chaoen. He called over and scolded him: "You are not staring at the hall, why are you here to bring the back garden?"

"When you go back to the Grand Prison, don't you let me stare in front of you? If there is anything, you will report to you immediately? A candidate suddenly handed in the paper, so I'll report to you." The little eunuch said.

Lee Chaoen was stunned, "Submit the paper, hasn't you just started the exam? Why did you suddenly hand in the paper? Which one is it?"

"It's the Yuan Qinguan meeting today's exam."

Li Chaoen said in surprise: "What? Qin Guan has handed in the paper. He probably hasn't finished the answer yet. How could he handed in the paper? No, I'm afraid something will happen, so I'll report to the official family."

Lee Chaoen hurried into the back garden.

The emperor was writing a piece in the pavilion. His brushwork was beautiful and beautiful. Li Chaoen dared not disturb him, but just stood quietly beside him. Soon, the emperor put down his pen and looked at his own calligraphy. He thought it was not bad. He took the towel handed over by the maid next to him and wiped his hands, slowly said, "Is there anything wrong?"
Chapter completed!