After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Walk slowly over and open the door. Seeing that it was Lu Zheng, Pei Jiaoran was slightly stunned. He looked around and said, "General Lu, are you looking for me late at night?"

"While patrolling here, someone reported that they saw a dark figure coming out of Zhongshu, so they came to take a look." Lu Zheng looked at her and smiled, "Has Pei Sheren noticed anything unusual?"

"No. The person with the dark moon and high wind may have misjudged him." Pei Jiaoran shook his head, looking rather indifferent.

That dark figure is probably Li Xiujing. With his thoughts at this point, Pei Jiaoran tilted his head and couldn't help but roll his eyes. She secretly said that she would consider adding a lock next time to prevent him from coming over and causing trouble for her.

Lu Zheng looked at Pei Jiaoran with a puzzled look on his face. He had just heard other people's voices at the door. Could it be that he saw it wrong?

Seeing the confusion in Lu Zheng's eyes, Pei Jiaoran smiled and said, "Other provinces are also places of political importance. General Lu invites you."

"It's my duty. I hope Mr. Pei She will forgive me." Lu Zheng held his hand towards her and led the accompanying Jinwu guards into the public room to search.

Smiling at Lu Zheng and others who were leading the search in the public house, Pei Jiaoran closed his eyes and meditated. Who on earth lured Lu Zheng here so perfectly, hoping to use Jin Wuwei's hand to catch Zhongshu Sheren and General Shence meeting privately at this juncture. Is it Wang Xi? Or is it Jia Gonglu? It seems that Wang Yu is more likely.

"I have disturbed Pei Sheren, so Lu takes his leave." Lu Zheng waved his hand to the Jin Wu Guards to leave, and said in a deep voice: "When the training is over, Lu is willing to drink wine to make amends."

After thinking about it again and again, Pei Jiaoran smiled and said, "I don't know who reported it to General Lu."

"Looking at his clothes, he looks like a little eunuch." Lu Zheng turned his head and looked at her, "But is there something wrong?"

"No. It's late at night, General Lu is walking slowly." After saying that, Pei Jiaoran turned around and closed the door and went in.

Leaning against the door, Pei Jiaoran suddenly raised his eyes. His eyes looked like a snow-covered wasteland. She dared to say that if Li Xiujing took another step later, the two of them would be taken to the Jufang room for questioning by the Yushitai tomorrow.

After sorting out his thoughts, Pei Jiaoran opened the window and looked at Zhongshu Waishing, which was surrounded by darkness. When the medical examination is over, she will dig out the eyes hidden in the dark.

As the scholars participating in the system of education arrived in Chang'an one after another, the whole of Chang'an was lively.

Singing and dancing continue day and night in Pingkangfang, and the dance steps of the Qiuci dancers in the East and West cities seem to never stop. The shrewd Li Tehu merchants in the city purchased a large number of official fortune talismans from Ci'en Temple and sold them to the scholars taking the exams. Or come up with other reasons to rack their brains to empty the money pockets of the scholars.

After the concerted efforts of the entire Shangshu Province, the day for the examination was finally ushered in.

Chang'an City is shrouded in hazy drizzle. Candidates lined up in a long line and waited under the verandah of Shangshu Province. They were waiting for Lingshi to check the family documents and to be searched by Jinwu Guards. After everyone had been searched and checked, they could enter the examination room to take the examination.

Standing in front of the window, Pei Jiaoran held a tea cup in his hand. He listened sideways to the complaints of the Minister of Etiquette outside the house, glanced at the crowd of people outside, turned around and left.

According to the current situation, the Minister of Rites should be eager for everyone in the Ministry of Rites to come to help. Otherwise, I don’t know when to get it.

As an examiner, Pei Jiaoran naturally does not have to worry about the progress. Just wait for the exam to start.

Amidst the sudden spring thunder, the pre-examination inspection and search finally came to an end. After writing about Jin Wuwei's help, the Ministry of Rites ordered Shi to quickly lead a group of scholars who were taking the exam to the Tai Chi Hall.

Walking in the rain, even with an umbrella. But I still got splashed with mud. The bells and drums on both sides of the Chengtian Gate Tower rang in unison, and the city gate slowly opened to welcome the arrival of everyone.

The tall and majestic Taiji Hall stands on the jade steps. It is where hundreds of officials gather and where the emperor receives talents. The huge hall is full of small cases, with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, strategies and questions all available. All the scholars sat down one after another and waited for the official of the Ministry of Etiquette to read out the speech before they were allowed to write.

The position of the examiner is located in front of the scholar's small case, and the two sit opposite each other. In addition to Pei Jiaoran serving as the examination officer, the other two people were the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel and Ren Yaxiang, the member of Zhongshushe.

The two of them were seated on the east and west sides, leaving the middle seat to Pei Jiaoran.

Sitting in front of the case, Pei Jiaoran looked at Ce Wen on the case. Pick up the misty tea cup and take a sip. Even in spring, there are fire pots set up everywhere in the palace, and servants serve tea from time to time.

This is the benefit of making science. Jinshi subjects can only brave the cold and write furiously under the corridors of Shangshu Province, but candidates for the system subjects can not only have a single seat in the warm hall, but also enjoy the delicious imperial food. He was also a disciple of the Emperor, so it was not a way to become an official.

It is precisely because of this that even though the system subject is looked down upon by the Jinshi subject, many people are eager to take the exam.

Putting down the tea cup, Pei Jiaoran looked at Ce Wen on the case again.

Today's policy question is a test for three subjects, which are the blunt science, the civil science, and the military strategy of selecting military attachés.

Looking up at the frowning scholar in front of him, Pei Jiaoran shook his head slightly.

It is indeed difficult to answer the subject of Wen Jing Bang Guo. Although it is one subject and one policy, there are many questions in it. They are all directed against imperial decrees. For example, the use of the Jianghuai River to transport grain to Beijing was extended to how to improve water transportation, and where to adjust grain to prepare for the famine in Guanzhong. They even asked the scholars to discuss how to raise military supplies and salaries regarding the Heshuo vassal town.

Putting aside the fact that the imperial court does not like to talk about empty talk, these policy questions themselves are very instructive. More importantly, no matter how good the policy is, whether the court will adopt it is another matter. Sometimes, no matter how good the answer is, it may not be possible to implement it.

He picked up another strategy and asked about it, and he said frankly that he was very admonished.

This subject has always been a large subject, and many famous admonishers have appeared since its inception. Le Degui of this dynasty was born in this department and became an official. It is also because there is no limit to the blunt words and advice, and the content discussed is determined by the scholar himself.

Therefore, Cewen has different styles. One is to talk about one thing in depth, the other is to talk in general terms, touching on everything, the third is to express opinions from their own perspective, and the fourth is to grasp a certain point. A lot of judgment in one place.

No matter which way you answer the question, if you are not careful, you will deviate from the central gist, or you will get yourself involved and unable to complete the question.

The only sounds in the palace were the rustling of paper, and the footsteps of palace attendants walking back and forth to add tea.

The palace mates asked for paper and pen, and Pei Jiaoran took up the pen to answer the blank policy question in front of him. She wanted to try out how to write this policy and whether it could really be implemented.

She answered very quickly and fluently, without any pause in her writing. This made the scholars in front of her look at her secretly.

"Answer with peace of mind and don't worry about me." Pei Jiaoran said in an indifferent tone without raising his head.

The scholar in front of him quickly lowered his head when he heard this.

Ren Yaxiang on the side seemed to have numb legs from sitting for a long time and was moving around. When I walked to Pei Jiaoran, I saw that she was also busy writing. She couldn't help but whisper: "Qingjia, are you itchy?"

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran smiled and did not answer. Instead, he turned around and threw the policy question he had just finished writing into the brazier. Ren Yaxiang looked at Ce Wenshang who was gradually engulfed by the tongue of fire with a heartbroken look on his face, shook his head and returned to his seat.