Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 70: ? The name of Fang Lang
Pairs of eyes swept from the closed palace one after another, scanning the excited examiner suspiciously.
The examiner reviews the papers, and if he finds that he appreciates them, he can recommend them to the chief examiner, but most of the time, the examiners will carefully compare and figure out the papers before recommending them.
It is rare to see such an excited recommendation from the examiner at this moment.
"Silence!"
The chief judge in the palace said coldly.
"Write down the reason for the recommendation, hand it over to the chief judge in charge of the area, and then hand it over to me."
This is the recommendation process, and even the chief judge is not allowed to violate it at will, although the chief judge is also very curious about what kind of papers will arouse the examiner's excitement.
Because he chooses to recommend, it means that the examiner wants to give this paper a full score.
In charge of the chief judge of the Luojiang Tribute Court, his face was very dark.
He just got the order from the right prime minister, intending to use the most stringent standards to request the papers of the Luojiang Tribute Academy, but in the end, he came out with a full score?
This is hitting him in the face!
The chief judge is very clear that this should be the meaning of the third prince.
This made him make up his mind that he must review this paper carefully and meet the strictest standards.
The palace became quiet again, and many examiners continued to review the papers.
And the excited examiner seriously wrote the reason for recommendation.
In the examiner's eyes, the poem was good. Although it made him excited, it was not to such an extent that he was out of control. What really made him unable to restrain his emotions was the examinee's answer to the strategy question.
The examiner was excited because of his foresight and foresight in the defense of policy questions.
Submitted this paper and the letter of recommendation to the chief judge in charge of the Luojiang Tributary Court. Facing the extremely unfriendly eyes of the chief judge, the examiner returned to his post.
The presiding judge snorted coldly, feeling displeased.
He dusted the paper, his eyes fell on it, with a critical look on his face, he wanted to use the strictest marking standards for this paper.
"Inspecting the questions of recitation and historical facts, the answer is acceptable. They are all rote memorization, and it is difficult to find mistakes and omissions."
The chief judge looked calm and continued to look down.
Gradually, his expression began to change.
After reading the poem, I couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief. This poem has everyone's demeanor, and I can't find too many mistakes.
Go on!
The chief judge looked a little ugly, and his eyes fell on the policy issue, but just making a sentence made him change color!
Unknowingly, he was immersed in the dialectics of this policy question.
After a long time, he sighed.
"The right minister? The third prince?"
"In front of scientific research, what are you waiting for!"
"I failed in this volume, I am ashamed to my Majesty!"
The poems are all secondary. Even if he wants to suppress the far-sighted thinking shown in this policy question, he can't suppress it. This is a truly capable paper!
The chief judge took a deep breath, dipped his pen in ink, and wrote the word "Zhong" on the scroll.
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The night is dark, deep in the palace.
A figure was lying sideways in front of the desk, on which was a jug, the figure grabbed the jug, and the poured wine swirled in the cup.
With a sip, the wine in the glass entered his throat.
The figure sighed in admiration.
Then he grabbed the sword placed on the table, unsheathed the sword, and admired the lines on the sword under the dim light.
Outside the door, the chief judge came respectfully and bowed.
"Lu Xiang."
The figure looking at the sword by the lamp put down the sword, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?"
The Chief Prosecutor took out a paper and said: "This paper is the perfect score for this essay test. Lu Xiang is in charge of this scientific examination. Please watch Lu Xiang."
Lu Taixuan raised his hand, and the paper fell into his hand.
After opening, read it slowly.
After a while, Lu Taixuan grabbed the wine pot abruptly, facing the spout, poured it into his mouth.
"Good poetry, good wine!"
"Good article!"
Underneath, the chief judge also raised his head in surprise, his eyes flickering.
Lu Xiang appreciates it so much, it seems that the policy issue can be set this time.
After the Chief Inspector left, he returned to the palace and informed many examiners of the tone of the policy question, using it as the evaluation standard, and the answer to the policy question of the Jiedushi system was biased to give extra points.
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On the tenth day of August.
The day of the martial arts test.
The autumn rain stopped in the middle of the night, and the temperature became a little colder, with the potential for snowfall in late autumn.
Fang Lang's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, he slowly opened his eyes, panting slightly, and he used another exercise card to increase his physical strength.
However, as the martial artist stepped into the realm of a martial artist, the effect of the body forging card became less effective than before, and the pain caused by it also eased a lot.
Stretching, Fang Lang got up, changed into a clean green shirt, pushed open the door, and let out a breath of foul air against the rising sun.
After breakfast, I took a carriage with Lao Fang to the Luojiang Gongyuan.
Just like yesterday, today the Tribute Academy is still crowded with people. Candidates and their companions have already been waiting outside the closed gate of the Tribute Academy, waiting for the martial arts test to start.
"When——"
The bell of the Gongyuan rang, and there was another rustling sound, and the candidates showed their test stickers and entered the examination room.
After Fang Lang said goodbye to Lao Fang, he also came to the examination room of yesterday's literary examination and sat down cross-legged.
The assessment method of the martial arts test is the same as the previous academy test, and it is also divided into papers and actual combat.
In the morning, there will be paper exams, and in the afternoon, there will be actual combat.
For ordinary candidates, there is absolutely enough time to take the paper test in one morning.
But for Fang Lang, it's not necessarily the case. After all, if he wants to be the champion, he has to take the three subjects according to the main subjects, and he has to answer all the questions. He must race against time and make full use of every minute and every second!
With the ringing of the examination bell, the chief examiner took out the stacked papers from the space ring and ordered them to distribute them.
Each candidate will be assigned three stacks of paper questions, three stacks of three subjects, and each subject is divided into main and auxiliary.
Each examinee must choose at least one subject to answer questions based on the main subject, otherwise he will not be awarded marks for the test paper.
Fang Lang picked up the pen, dipped it in the ink, took out the Jianke scroll first, picked up the pen to answer, and wrote quickly if he wrote it with spirit.
Like the literary examination, the difficulty of the military examination papers in this year's scientific examination has also been raised to a higher level.
In the examination room of the Tribute Academy, many candidates are facing an anxious situation.
Under the temperature of late autumn, many examinees were anxiously sweating all over their bodies, some simply had tears rolling in their eyes, some were biting their pens, their eyes were turning dizzy, as if they were about to faint .
Unlike the literary test, if you can't answer it, you can fill the paper with random nonsense.
Kewu's test paper questions are extremely professional, and he can't answer them, even if he wets his trousers in a hurry and pulls out his hair, he still can't answer them.
Time passed bit by bit, and some candidates couldn't bear the torture and chose to hand in the paper.
Some of them answered the questions selectively, so they handed in the paper.
Fang Lang has been working on the questions. Ever since the bell rang to remind him to start the exam, he has never stopped writing.
There are a total of 108 questions in the main subject of kendo. Fang Lang has written all of them, and his chic and elegant handwriting is all over the whole paper.
Afterwards, he took out the questions of the main subject of Shu Dao, which were still 108 questions. Fang Lang took a deep breath and continued to write.
The morning sun in late autumn gradually rises, slowly climbs to the top of all the heads, and sprinkles the sunshine that dispels the cold autumn.
In the examination room of the Gongyuan where Fang Lang was located, the candidates basically walked scatteredly. This year's examination questions were too difficult, and most of the candidates chose to give up and put their hopes on the next actual combat assessment.
Therefore, in the huge Gongyuan palace, only Fang Lang was left in a green shirt, and he was still writing hard.
In the examination room, there was deathly silence, only the sound of the teenager writing on the test paper was left.
Several classmates held tea and looked at Fang Lang from time to time.
Select the main paper for all three papers, this young man...has a lot of ambition!
However, you can't eat too much. After all, there is a specialization in the arts industry, and you can choose to major in all three subjects.
Moreover, in previous scientific examinations, no one was able to answer all the three main subjects.
Nobody!
"When——"
The bell rang.
The chief examiner immediately stood up and said, "It's time, stop writing!"
Fang Lang paused for the last stroke of ink, tapped the pen on the table with a "snap", and let out a slow breath.
He stood up, bowed to several fellow examiners and the chief examiner, then turned and left the examination room where he was the only one left.
The same examiner came to collect the papers, but found that...
There are three main volumes, three hundred and twenty-four questions.
All answers are full!
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Datang Chang'an, Ministry of Rites.
The results of the scientific examination and written examination are released.
Zhao Wou-ki drove the carriage to the front of the ceremony hall, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a tall, beautiful woman with a beautiful face got out of the car~IndoMTL.com~Zhao Wou-ki respectfully followed the beautiful woman into the ceremony hall, Just in time, I met the extravagant third prince and the right minister Li Puyi.
The third prince smiled gently at the beautiful woman: "Princess."
Princess Pei, Jiang Linglong's mother, smiled behind her back and led Zhao Wuji into the hall of the Ministry of Rites.
In the sky, a ray of sword light tore through the autumn and clouds, and fell quickly. The white-clothed and white-haired Chao Xiaojian bared his chest and belly, and stepped into the lobby of the ceremony department unrestrainedly.
The appearance of Chao Xiaojian surprised the third prince and the princess.
This guy is used to being undisciplined. He has never cared about the scientific examination, but now he would come here to check the results of the literary examination?
"I just came to see the joke of that little guy. That little guy rejected my Jianshu Sect's recommended spot, but he wanted to see how he performed in the scientific examination. If he got a **** result in the test, I would laugh at him .”
Chao Xiaojian has white hair like frost and snow, squinting his eyes and smiling.
Hearing Chao Xiaojian's words, the third prince smiled faintly. According to his arrangement, that little guy... probably has no hope.
Amidst the sound of footsteps, the Minister of Rites brought several examiners to fetch the yellow list for the literary examination.
The essay examination yellow list slowly unfolded.
Zao Wou-ki's eyes fell on the first place on the list, his eyes widened suddenly, his beard and hair all stretched out, and he exclaimed in shock like a martial artist!
He said "Fuck" to Xiaojian, feeling a little flustered for no reason, this kid...does he want to become a steamed bun? !
The third prince looked at the name on the list, and his smile disappeared little by little, as if an invisible slap had been slapped on his face.
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"Fang Lang, Luojiang Academy, one hundred and fifty."
Fang Lang's name on the yellow list of the essay test.
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PS: Three self-examinations, collections, rewards, and votes~