Chapter 13: Overturning the Table
When the bell rang for the end of the written test, all the test papers appeared in the review hall. Each test paper was automatically bound into a book with the name and number written on the cover. Six reviewers sat at the head of the hall, and they were only responsible for the policy essay part. The first two parts of the written test had fixed answers, so there was no need for review. A few low-level disciples used magic weapons to scan and automatically got the scores.
The six reviewers were all highly accomplished, and multitasking was just a basic skill. At this time, each of them had multiple test papers spread out in front of them at the same time. There were as few as seven or eight, and as many as more than ten. The monk even spread out twenty test papers at the same time, and he would change a batch in less than a cup of tea.
In the eyes of these reviewers, marking the papers was not a difficult task. After all, the candidates were just children, and it was good enough if the policy essays were written in accordance with historical facts. Those who could come up with something original were already a minority, and those who could justify themselves were even rarer.
In the literary test, the children of wealthy and prominent families performed significantly better. After all, they had wise teachers to teach them and started early. At the same time, the literary test has been conducted for hundreds of years, and many wealthy families have a general idea of the scope of the test. Many teachers became famous for their research on literary test questions, and they were naturally recruited by wealthy families after becoming famous.
The reviewers were not slow in marking the papers, and they could finish reviewing all the papers in less than an hour.
As he was watching, the old scholar suddenly slammed the table and said angrily: "It's nonsense!"
It's just a paper review, why is he so angry?
The other reviewers looked over and saw that the old scholar was looking at Wei Yuan's paper, so they stretched out their hands and pulled out Wei Yuan's paper and read it.
The young monk tapped the armrest and said as he looked at the test paper, "This answer to the recruitment letter is quite novel. Well, in a peaceful era, people with virtue should be employed, and in a chaotic era, people with virtue
should be employed. That's quite interesting." Liu Sigu looked around and said in a deep voice, "The ancient sages have long said that only virtue should be employed. This boy is not from our Confucian school. If he can insist on employing people with virtue, that's fine, and I will look up to him. But how can one employ virtue sometimes and employ virtue another time? The principles of the saints are eternal, so how can they waver? If such fence-sitting behavior is not severely punished, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar from the Four Saints Academy also said, "What Mr. Liu said is a bit harsh, but the logic is correct. The regulations encourage originality, but it does not mean that one can go against the norm and put forward some fallacies and heresies. Since this boy has a dispute with Taichu Palace, I wonder what Brother Fufeng thinks?"
The Taoist looked at the two Confucian scholars and gradually frowned.
The old scholar suddenly sneered and said, "This year, the Taichu Palace seems to be involved in a lot of things. If my eyesight is blurry and I don't know how to write down the
importance of things, please don't be surprised, Junior Brother Fufeng." The old scholar said this very clearly. This time, five families competed for three places in the Taichu Palace. As a reviewer, Taoist Fufeng was naturally at the forefront of the storm. Some wanted to support, some wanted to suppress, and some wanted to be impartial. The scale was delicate, and the Taoist had been overwhelmed for a long time. If Liu Sigu really made random comments and made changes, ruining the family's big things, the Taoist would be punished.
Therefore, although the Taoist was angry in his heart, he could only remain calm on his face and said, "Be fair."
The old scholar nodded with satisfaction and wrote two sentences to Wei Yuan: Di Bing, eight.
The maximum score for the policy essay was twenty, and this eight points immediately kicked Wei Yuan out of the Fu area.
The other reviewers did not say much and continued to correct the papers in their hands. After a while, the results of each part were summarized, and a line of small characters appeared on the stone tablet:
Wei Yuan, Di Jia, nineteen.
This nineteen is the addition of the scores of the first two parts. Wei Yuan scored the maximum of ten points in the first two parts of the literary test, and no one could tamper with that. Wei Yuan finally got nine points out of the twenty points in the policy essay, a total of nineteen.
It was late at night and there was a light on in a side hall.
Sun Yu sat at the table, looking at the time from time to time, his face changing from gloomy to bright. At this moment, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and Zhang Sheng walked in.
Sun Yu was shocked to see that it was Zhang Sheng, and said, "Why are you out now? Aren't you supposed to come out after tomorrow's martial arts test?"
Zhang Sheng's face was visibly pale at this moment, and he said, "I was always a little uneasy, so I paid a little price to come out early. Now the Taoist test and the literary test are over, how is Yuan'er's result?"
"I'm waiting for the results too. They should be out now." Sun Yu called a young Taoist priest and said, "Go and get the results of the Taoist test and the literary test."
The young Taoist priest was startled and said quickly, "This seems to be against the rules."
Sun Yu's face turned serious and he said coldly, "You are making excuses for such a small matter. Do you look down on my Xuanming Palace? If you don't go, I will go and get it myself. Afterwards, I will give you a poor grade in all your evaluations in this unified examination. You can just wait to do menial work for another 30 years!"
The young Taoist priest was shocked and didn't dare to say anything more. He left in a hurry.
While waiting, Sun Yu gave Zhang Sheng the test questions. Zhang Sheng glanced at them and his face relaxed. He said, "Although the test questions are strange, they are not difficult. With Yuan'er's skills, even if he can't get full marks, he will at least get 29. It's impossible to get 28."
After a while, the Taoist servant returned and put a piece of jade paper in front of Sun Yu, saying, "This is the result of the Taoist test and the literary test. I secretly copied it. Brother Sun, please don't tell others, otherwise I will be expelled from the palace."
Sun Yu waved his hand to let the young Taoist go out, and then handed the jade paper to Zhang Sheng. Zhang Sheng took it and frowned immediately. Sun Yu knew something was wrong, so he came over to take a look.
The first place on the report card was Li Zhi, with 38 points on the Taoist test and 30 points on the literary test, a total of 68 points. The second place was Bao Yun, with 40 points on the Taoist test and 27 points on the literary test, a total of 67 points.
Zhang Sheng read the names one by one until the end of the first page, but he didn't see Wei Yuan's name. Sun Yu was also very surprised. There were thirty people on the first page of the list, and Wei Yuan was not even in the top thirty. It was impossible for him to enter Taichu Palace.
Zhang Sheng's face turned pale, and he kept flipping down . After flipping three pages in a row, he saw Wei Yuan's name. Wei Yuan's Taoist test and literary test added up to 49 points, ranking 95th among all the candidates.
Sun Yu frowned. With this score, he was a long way from entering the Immortal Sect. At this point, it didn't make any sense to take the martial arts test or not.
Zhang Sheng was calm at this time. He carefully looked at Wei Yuan's sub-item scores and closed his eyes in thought.
After a while, Zhang Sheng opened his eyes and said calmly: "Even if I only taught him for six months, he would not get more than 19 points in the literature test. His foundation and luck are only the first level, haha, the first level... good, very good! Senior brother may not know that Yuan'er's foundation and luck are only one step behind me."
Zhang Sheng slowly put the report card on the table and said grimly: "If I, Zhang Sheng, only got the first level in the Tao test, is there anyone who dares to take the first level?"
Sun Yu didn't know what to say, but just sighed: "Junior brother, calm down, this, this matter..."
"Since the means are so despicable, then I don't need to give them face!"
Zhang Sheng stood up and walked out of the hall. Sun Yu couldn't stop him no matter what, so he could only shout: "Junior brother, what are you going to do?"
Zhang Sheng's voice came from afar in the night:
"Overturn the table!"
PS: There is no more at night.
(End of this chapter)