Zhu Yuanzhang and his group entered the tribute court, but did not cause much riot. First, these students did not know Zhu Yuanzhang, and secondly, the imperial examinations were related to their future. The students who entered the vocational hall always wanted to do something regardless of whether they were good or bad at studying, so no one paid attention to Zhu Yuanzhang and others. In addition, the provincial examinations also set up supervisory examinations, promotions, curtain officials and other personnel responsible for managing the examination halls. They walked around from time to time, so it was not surprising that several people appeared.

"Your Majesty, this tribute school is too big, and it's hard to find it for a while. Why not find the inspector to ask? They are responsible for everything the candidates in the tribute school. Your Majesty only needs to inquire to know where the two people's account are located?" Mao Xiang reminded.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said, "Travel the inspector!"

The tribute school generally has three chief examiners, deputy chief examiners, responsible for setting questions, marking papers, and admission. The emperor ordered the chief examiners to briefly distribute them. They generally select officials with excellent academic qualifications and high moral character. Or officials from first-rank, second-rank senior officials, other provincial assistant ministers, Hanlin Academy, Zhanshifu and Censorate. In addition to the chief examiners, the provincial examinations also appoint the same examiners to help the examination papers. The same examiners are also called "house officials", with eight to eighteen people in each province. In addition to these people, they also use Jinshi and Juren who are adjacent to the province and 300 miles away from the border. The "supervisor" is responsible for supervision and general examination affairs.

The supervisory examination, promotion, curtain officer and other personnel are responsible for managing the examination room. The original scroll of the scholar answered with an ink pen is called an ink scroll. After the sealing person appears and handed over the roll, the name and origin of the roll is sealed. In order to prevent the examiner from identifying the shortcomings of the examiner's handwriting, the number of the sealed ink scroll was handed over to the transcription staff to copy it with cinnabar, which is called a red scroll. After the red scroll is copied, the reader and the ink scroll are proofread, and the ink scroll is sealed separately. The ink scroll is stored on the outer curtain, and the red scroll is handed over to the inner curtain to review the roll. Therefore, it is said that the entire examination room is most familiar with students, and the supervision examination, promotion, curtain officer and others.

Not long after Mao Xiang left, two officials in official robes followed Mao Xiang and hurriedly ran over. The leader was about fifty years old and had a goatee. I don’t know if it was nervous or running for a while, but now he was panting and not enough to take a closer look, he bowed to the end.

The person behind him was also wearing an official robe, about thirty years old, with beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes. Seeing the old man in the leader kneeling, he hurriedly knelt down.

"Get up?" Zhu Yuanzhang said lightly.

The two of them thanked each other, got up from the ground, stood beside them with their heads down, and were trembling. They didn't know what happened today that alarmed the current emperor. The old man in charge was so scared that he was very scared.

"I ask you, are there students named Yang Xi and Liu Wu among the scholars?"

After hearing the inquiry, the old man hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Go back to Your Majesty, Rong Weichen will search?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Check it out quickly!"

It can be seen that the old man was very serious in his daily work. He took out a yellow booklet from his arms. In front of Zhu Yuanzhang, he narrowed his eyes and looked through a few pages. He said happily: "Report to Your Majesty, Yang Xi and Liu Wu are both scholars in the Cao Test?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face darkened and shouted, "Which room is in that house now?"

The old man said, "On the left side of the Gongyuan, the first row, 32, 33!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Lead the way!"

In the 32nd house, Yang Xi was a little nervous. He had never read books on weekdays, such as the Four Books and Five Classics.

Kong said Chengren, Meng said he had no idea what the meaning was, let alone the eight-part essay, which requires attention to [resolving the question, following the question, starting the lecture, starting the talk, starting the stock, starting the stock, middle stock, back stock, and tying the stock. The number and sentence patterns of each part are also strictly limited. "Solving the question" stipulates two sentences, saying the meaning of solving the question; "Solving the question" three or four sentences, following the question to explain it; "Solving the question" summarizes the full text, which is the beginning of the discussion; "Solving the talk" introduces the main body of the article; from "Solving the stock" to "Solving the stock" is the main part of the eight-part essay, especially "Solving the stock". In these four paragraphs of formal discussion, each paragraph has two texts that are parallel and opposite each other, totaling eight-part essays.] He was so overwhelmed that he had never even read the test questions, and looked around the examination room.

Suddenly, a carrier pigeon was about to fall from the sky and fell into his hut. Yang Xi was overjoyed, looked around and stuffed the carrier pigeon into his arms, then carefully untied a reed tube from his legs, and then spread his hands. The carrier pigeon obediently flapped its wings and flew away.

Yang Xi hurriedly opened the reed tube and took out a thin piece of paper from it. The paper was not big, but it was filled with dense small words. He knew that this was an article. He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and hurriedly took a desk and started writing quickly.

There was a commotion in front of the door, but Yang Xi, who was writing quickly, was unaware of it.

Suddenly, a big hand reached in and grabbed the note. Yang Xi was stunned, then was startled and frightened. He looked up and glanced. He saw four or five people standing in front of him. The leader looked strange, with a protruding palate and a slightly raised chin, like a crescent moon. It was really strange. At this moment, the man had a gloomy face, and his three-eyed eyes shot out two rays of light that were enough to kill, staring at him, motionless.

Yang Xi was a little panicked, but the rich family had a arrogant temper for many years. When they saw a man and three women not wearing official uniforms, they were already scared and calmed down, and shouted: "Who are you? How dare you come here?"

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at him and shouted: "Are you Yang Xi?"

Yang Xi was stunned, obviously not expecting that the other party knew his name. He was stunned and said, "Since you know my identity, why don't you leave quickly?"

Zhu Yuanzhang continued to ask: "Who is Yang Xian, the left prime minister of the Secretariat, you?"

It would be fine if Yang Xian was not mentioned. When Yang Xian mentioned Yang Xi, a hint of pride suddenly surged on her face and shouted: "I am the nephew of the current prime minister Yang Xian? I will leave quickly if I know the truth, otherwise I will tell my uncle, what are you good-looking?"

"This guy seems to be impatient to live?" Xiao Yun sighed and glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang. I don't know if he was angry or pity, but there was no trace of anger on his face. He just looked at Yang Xi coldly. After a while, he said: "Commander Mao—?"

Mao Xiang naturally knew what Zhu Yuanzhang meant, so he quickly stepped forward, grabbed Yang Xi's wrist, and exerted a little force. Yang Xi screamed, his palm spread out, and a note fell into Mao Xiang's hand.

"Your Majesty——?" Mao Xiang handed the note to Zhu Yuanzhang.

The words "Your Majesty" made Yang Xi so shocked that she didn't come back to her senses. She thought that she could be arrogant because of Yang Xian's identity, but the current Majesty was standing opposite her. Yang Xi knew what this meant. He wanted to defend herself, but he didn't know where to defend herself. The moment the note landed, Yang Xi knew that she was finished this time. He sat on the chair with a handsome face, pale because of fear. Beads of sweat fell down her cheeks, dripping onto the snow-white rice paper, making a ticking sound.

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