Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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"Noisy!"

Chen Pingping glared at what was said. The heads of the supervisory offices at the table looked at the dean's temper with some fear. Chen Pingping pulled the blanket on her knees and coughed twice. The white hair was a mess without a trace of beauty. She said: "The rules in the courtyard are very clear. We can't intervene in the palace, unless we make a decree."

If you look at the sea, you will smile and shake your head. "It’s just a pity that it’s a pity. In the past, I have investigated the crimes of imperial examinations. But this kind of thing happened in the high gate compound. We have insufficient staff and it is difficult to find the thread. Today It’s not so difficult to get the officials behind the scenes out of the way, but I’m not afraid to be involved in the East Palace.”

The speech inside the Supervisory Academy has always been extremely bold and ardent. Apart from the loyalty of the Emperor, these secret agent leaders do not care about the people around.

Chen Pingping pushed the wheelchair to the window. The white hair and the black cloth on the window were very clear. He said coldly: "The life of this Tis is very good. He decided to check the subject this year last night. In the case of fraud, he sent such a gift."

Yan Ruohai is also extremely curious about the Tis who has never met before. I don’t know how the other party can get those lists, and whispered: "It should be checked."

"Yeah." Chen Pingping waved his hand and asked these subordinates to arrange for themselves to prepare for the big moves after a few days, but they left the words of the sea. After a long while, they said coldly: "There are many people who know the identity of Tis. People, so this thing can't be kept secret. Your Majesty wants to leave some face to the Prince, so we don't want to move people in the East Palace."

"The prime minister?" Yan Ruohai suddenly flashed a flash of light, guessing the identity of the Tis, can not help but be a little shocked.

Chen Pingping looked at him with squinting eyes: "If you know who he is. Of course, know that his father-in-law can't move anyway."

"In fact, these people can't move." Yan Ruohai smiled and said: "Besides the Prince. One is the nobleman in the palace, one is the prime minister, and one is the veteran of the Privy Council. Our relationship with the military has always been good. I can't tear the relationship for these little things."

"Yeah." Chen Pingping snorted from the nose and said: "These three lines must be moved, but they should not be chased to the roots. Otherwise, they will vibrate in the wilderness, and even the squats will not be able to end. These may be guesses. It is impossible to rule the world's bureaucrats because of the crimes in the field. So these years will be so bold."

He suddenly laughed, but the smile was a bit chilly: "But they didn't think. There are people in the world who are more courageous than they are. They sold so many people with a backhand."

Yan Ruohai frowned: "Fan Tisie's move is not appropriate, and he has offended so many nobles at once, how to close?"

"He is giving the question to the old man to do it." Chen Pingping's face does not know whether it is anger or madness. In short, the mood is not so good: "He knows that the old man will not let him stand on the cusp of the wind, the reason for this list, Just telling me that he doesn't want to be led by someone, asking me to help!"

If Ruohai did not dare to take the call, my heart was even more shocked. What is the relationship between the Nangong’s Dagongzi and President Chen? Why do you dare to do this? And looking at the expression of an adult, it seems to be really ready to follow his strategy.

Chen Heping replied calmly, and suddenly he laughed, but the laughter was a bit sharp and ugly: "Interesting, it really means something."

Yan Ruohai curiously asked: "What benefits does Fan Tis do for him?"

"There are always some weirdos in this world, not doing things for their own good." Chen Pingping did not know what was thought of, and his face showed a rare respect for his expression. This kind of expression, if the sea even mentioned in the dean I have never seen it.

"Please show the adults, this is the highest level of fraud in the investigation field?"

Chen Pingping raised her head slightly, and the cold voice said: "Your Majesty thinks that Guo has been holding the ritual for a long time."

"understand."

"No one is currently, and the iron is not smart enough, so this is led by you."

"Yes."

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Chun Yu has entered the third round. Fan has picked up a warm wet towel and rubbed his eyes. He found that he was really tired in recent days, and his eyes were getting more. He couldn’t help but stand up and stretched out, then fine. Going to the students who are sleeping on the table, I want to be so hard to be the examiner. These students are only pitiful.

Today is the last day of the Spring Festival test. Fan Xian has been in the examination hall of the Ministry of Rites for several days. Although the family often sends some refreshing things and eats, the body and spirit are already exhausted to the extreme. He yawned and went to the side of Yang Wanli and went to see it. In these days, he found that the student named Yang Wanli was very honest. The things caught in the clothes were really motionless. .

What surprised him even more was that this Yang Wanli was quite talented in his chest. Although a few ignorances were not dripping, the opinions were not the route of the imperial, but the victory was in reality, not in the virtual, and closed. Fan leisure temper. The return of the unnamed official of the Supervisory Academy also came. The Yang Wanli family was in a poor family. He studied in the Quanzhou ethnic group since childhood, and the results of the township test were also very good. Fan Fan and his friends had their own problems, so they could not help but pay more attention. some.

At this time, the last test, Yang Wanli, has already been done. I am looking at it with any tiredness. Yu Guang’s seeing Xiao Fan’s once again came to his side, and it was a little nervous.

Although it was in the examination center, Fan Xian naturally could not talk to the candidates. However, after Yang Wanli had tossed for a few days, his thoughts were already awkward. He was bold enough to pinch his clothes and then looked at Fan Xian with pity. At first glance, it seems that he was asking the young examiner how he found his entrainment outside the examination room.

Fan Xian Ren Jun can not help but want to rely on your talents to learn, can you use these means? It is not convenient to talk to him, just gently point the right hand index finger to Yang Wanli's bedding.

Yang Wanli was confused and looked down. He saw the group of black and old jujubes behind him, and then looked at his own satin gown, although he did not wash for a few days, but his heart was moving, knowing his own. How is the horse's foot exposed? Imagine a candidate who can afford a washed silk gown, and will be smashed into a black roll.

He couldn't help but smile.

Fan Xian smiled slightly and made a decision in his heart. He left his hands behind him and went back.

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At night, the candidates gradually left the court of the Ministry of Rites, and after several days of torture, everyone has already been disappointing, yawning, sorrowful, and stunned. There are still some slow-moving candidates who are still biting the pen at the desk, and some students are under the lamp and clothes, and have not yet reached the time. Naturally, no examiner will take care of him.

There was a bang in the copper camel alley on the side of the ritual, and the snoring sounded crisp. It seemed to wake up the ** night color* (** please delete)* (** please delete).

"Times come, every student lives."

With a drink, the bureaucrats under the Ministry of Rites began to clear the field, and those students who were still holding the brush were driven out of the hospital. There is a candidate who is at least forty years old, his hair has already been grayed out, but the test paper has not been finished yet. He cried and refused to leave his book. As a result, he was stunned by several guards.

After a long time, everyone seemed to be able to hear the unspeakable voice of the candidate, crying and crying, and echoed outside the court of the Ministry of Education.

Fan sighed with a sigh of relief, but there was no sympathy in my heart. The world, the world is the same. What you can do and what it is suitable for is actually looking at your own efforts. It’s not that he is a cold and ruthless person, but for him, the end of these students’ exams is over, and his own will try... but it’s just beginning.

At the end of the spring, the night will be closed. This is Fan’s post, and the president and the two divisions are both raised, they are all sitting in the hall, they dare not leave, waiting for Fan to lead the person to finish. I have to copy the two procedures before I can seal the film.

The bright candlelight is bright, and there is a busy scene in the second rite of the ritual. In the outside, dozens of old princes are dividing the papers and sorting them. In another small room, Fan is looking at the temples while watching the officials of the two rites. In the paste.

Before all the test papers were pasted, they had to be sent to Fan Xian for a while. Fan Xian did not dare to neglect, looked at the name on the paper and matched the names on the four papers. After a long time. He has picked up a dozen sheets from it and left it on his right hand without notice.

The two rite officials on his side looked down and looked at each other and knew that the dozens of papers were greeted by the big men in the palace.

After finishing the matter at hand, Fan leisurely waved to the two people, indicating that they began to become acquainted. The two rite officials did not dare to neglect, and quickly began to cover the student’s name on the paper with a piece of paper.

Fan Xian did not shun the suspicion, looked at it carefully, and finally found out how these officials of the Qing State carried out this kind of thing. Originally, the papers that were picked out by themselves, when they were in the name, would use a paper strip. The average student's paper strip is slightly shorter.

Looking at the officials of the Ministry of Education seriously solemnly sticking short notes on the papers they picked, Fan Fan couldn't help but laugh, thinking that if Guo Xiaozhi knew that these papers were not all invited by the DPRK, how many It’s the volume of a person who is really talented, such as the monk named Yang Wanli. Will Guo Laofufu be mad at vomiting blood?

He did not know that his own small means fell in the hands of the elders of the Supervisory Academy. Guo Shangshu was afraid that he would not even have the opportunity to vomit blood.

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