The meaning of Xiao Yuan's words is already clear. The list of scholars who have passed the examination will be posted in the form of a notice at the south gate of Qinzhou two days later.

When all the scholars heard this, they also knew what was going on.

Next, people began to hand over the bamboo slips one by one, then bowed and left.

Xiao Yuan sat behind the desks directly above him, unrolling a scroll of bamboo slips and reading them carefully.

Among them, there are many people with outstanding talents who have provided many suggestions for Xiao Yuan.

There are also people who are boastful and talkative, only seeing gorgeous articles but not their talent.

There were even many people smuggling their beards and flattering Xiao Yuan on the bamboo slips, singing praises and flattery to Xiao Yuan.

In short, it has all the contents. Xiao Yuan read one volume, put it aside, and then picked up another volume.

There are two categories for the cases in front of him. Those that he thinks are good will be placed on the left first and will be considered later. Those that he thinks are not advisable will be placed directly on the right, which is equivalent to eliminating them.

He read it very carefully, not missing every word in each bamboo slip, and time was slowly passing by.

About two hours later, the sun had turned to the west. Most of the literati in the venue had left, and only one person was still sitting on the ground.

Perhaps feeling a little tired, Xiao Yuan put down a scroll of bamboo slips, pinched his brows gently, and then subconsciously glanced at the venue.

Seeing that there was another person there, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little surprised.

But before he could speak, when he saw his eyes, the last scholar stood up quickly, walked over, bent down to salute, held the bamboo slip in both hands, and handed it to Xiao Yuan respectfully.

Xiao Yuan took it and couldn't help but said curiously: "All the scholars have left long ago, but you are still here. Could it be that there is a magnificent volume that needs to be carefully studied."

"Your Majesty, your words are serious."

The man saluted and said, "My article has actually been completed a long time ago, but it has never been handed in."

He is approximately in his twenties, with a medium build, neither fat nor thin. He is dressed in common clothes and has his hair tied up with cloth strips, which is the standard dress for down-and-out literati in ancient times.

Hearing this, Xiao Yuan became more and more curious and couldn't help asking again: "Oh? But why?"

The man replied unhurriedly: "There are many talented people taking the exam this time. I know very well that although my article is good, it will never be the best, so I deliberately delay the time so that the last person to submit it can compete with the prefect."

Talk and attract adults’ attention.”

He spoke very straightforwardly and stated his purpose directly.

After hearing this, Xiao Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with interest: "What's your name?"

"In Xia Jiangyi, I came here for fame and fortune, and to seek an official position." He said straightforwardly again.

He was so direct, and even stated that he was seeking fame and fortune, but Xiao Yuan laughed heartily, nodded and said: "Okay, I will read your article carefully. Your purpose has been achieved, so please step aside first.

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"Yes, I'll take my leave." Jiang Yi bowed seriously before retreating.

After he left, Xiao Yuan glanced at his back, and then he unfolded his bamboo slips and looked at them carefully.

After he finished reading, he couldn't help but nodded secretly and said: "That's right, that's right. This Jiang Yi really has some talents and can be put to great use..."

Liu Yuzhi had been standing next to Xiao Yuan. After hearing what he said, he said: "Sir, this Jiang Yi, I heard scholars mention it before. His reputation seems not very good, and just now, he was too utilitarian.

Zhong, frankly speaking, I came here for fame, fortune and official position."

"So what? Use it!" Xiao Yuan said directly, it was a meritocracy.

As he spoke, he patted a bunch of bamboo slips on the table and said with a slight smile: "Who said that there are no talents in Qin? Who said that only wealthy families can be officials? Look at these policies.

, there are many talents among them..."

Two days later, after careful consideration by Xiao Yuan and Liu Yuzhi, they finally determined the examination results for this group of scholars and ordered them to be posted in the form of a notice at the south gate of Qinzhou.

On the notice, there is a list of names, and at the end, there is a red official seal of the prefect.

This official seal also means that the Lord of Qinzhou personally named him.

At this moment, the south gate of Qinzhou was overcrowded. Not only were the people gathering around and pointing at the notices, but the scholars who were taking the examination all came here with great expectations after hearing the news.

"Give me, please let me..."

"Brother, please lend me this..."

I don't know how many scholars were crowding forward.

Some people are looking for one name after another, for fear of missing themselves.

After someone saw his name, his eyes widened, and then he shouted excitedly: "Haha! There is my name! There is my name!"

These excited voices will immediately attract discussions from the people and envious looks from other scholars.

Some people searched for it over and over again, muttering in disbelief: "How is it possible, how is this possible, how is it possible that my name is not there..."

Some people also sighed in disappointment...

In a private room of a teahouse.

Shangguan Wenruo was still drinking tea with the man.

The latter picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then said with a smile: "The results of the recruitment order have come out, but after the first test, Brother Shangguan didn't even get into the prefect's mansion. Could it be that he failed?"

Shangguan Wenruo didn't say anything, he just blew the tea gently and looked calm.

Now, he couldn't figure out what the situation was.

When he thought about it, the examiner for the preliminary examination was Liu Yuzhi. Logically speaking, from Liu Yuzhi's perspective, his policies and articles should have passed. Why has there been no news?

However, he was not as nervous as other scholars.

At this moment, the waiter in the teahouse knocked on the door, walked in, saluted and said, "Mr. Wen Ruo, I have your letter."

Shangguan Wenruo was a regular customer of this teahouse, and he had always used the pseudonym Wenruo. The waiter naturally knew him, and he didn't know how a letter was sent here.

When the latter heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, put down his tea cup and said politely: "Oh? Thank you, second brother."

After receiving the letter, the waiter left and Shangguan Wenruo also opened it and read it carefully.

This letter was sent from the Prefect's Mansion. The content was very simple. It was to invite Shangguan Wenruo to go to the Prefect's Mansion.

After he finished reading, the man opposite couldn't help but asked curiously: "Brother Shangguan, this letter..."

"It's from the Prefect's Mansion." Shangguan Wenruo closed the letter.

"Oh?" When the man heard this, he immediately smiled and said with a smile: "It seems that Brother Shangguan not only did not fail the list, but also ranked first. What will Brother Shangguan do next?"
Chapter completed!