Not long after, Wen Baishan finally walked into the Hall of Shame.

"Do you know all the 11 Hanlin Wenshengs who are hustle and bustle in the city recently?"

Emperor Jianye asked a question.

Wen Baishan nodded and said, "I have heard of it, and I have also paid attention to it."

"I saw these eleven saints who have lost their lives in the mountains. They are indeed worthy of poetry and prose. Any of their recent works can stand the test of time and be scrutinized by the world!"

Wen Baishan was also from the imperial examination in the past, so of course he would not be ignorant of the good or bad articles.

Therefore, this is definitely a very high evaluation of knowledge.

Emperor Jianye smiled helplessly and said, "Of course I understand that those works are first-class."

"However, these eleven people have gone through the law of white hair, white hair, and half of their feet have stepped into the loess, and most of their lives have never seen any shocking works.

But this year, it exploded in a concentrated manner, and everyone became the literary saints who were about to be remembered forever. Don’t you think it’s strange, is it strange?"

Wen Baishan heard this and was silent for a long time.

"I have also doubted it, but I can't think of the reason."

"Either these great scholars have been collectively enlightened this year and suddenly they have been taught by immortals; or these great scholars have plagiarized other people's works."

"But these works cover all aspects of poetry, songs, and articles. Who has the ability to be plagiarized by eleven great scholars?

In contrast, I believe more that these great scholars may have all had inspiration this year..." Wen Baishan was very helpless.

This fact is so weird that anyone will feel something is wrong.

However, no one can figure out what the key to this problem is.

Emperor Jianye thought for a long time before saying, "Don't you think it's like a hand pushing behind the back?"

Wen Baishan nodded and said, "Sound."

"But I can't imagine who has such great courage to create eleven literary saints, and what is his intention to do this?

With so many articles, why didn’t he leave his name for himself?”

"You must know that no matter who publishes these works, it will become the peak of literary affairs in the entire Daxi Empire at the first time, and no one can compare to it!"

"Don't prove your own truth, but use these works to help others?"

This question cannot be explained.

Emperor Jianye slowly said: "Unless, he has unimaginable intentions."

"This kind of attempt allows him to abandon his false reputation."

Wen Baishan heard this and fell into thought.

Emperor Jianye has continued: "If there is really someone who plans to the entire Hanlin Academy and even the entire upper class of the Confucian scholars with his own strength, then now, he should only lack one opportunity, right?"

A look of expectation gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I am quite curious... I will send an order to give these eleven Wen Shengshangs a banquet at Zhaowen Hall the day after tomorrow. At that time, I will invite all the ministers in the court to come!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Baishan was surprised. Emperor Jianye clearly had some doubts and still wanted to do this... If someone really pushed him, with such an opportunity, I am afraid that the entire empire and the entire literary world would be in chaos... However, Wen Baishan still said respectfully: "I will make arrangements now."

... Soon, news from the palace came out.

The emperor is about to give a banquet to eleven Wen Sheng in Zhaowen Hall! As soon as the news came out, Xijing was shocked again.

"The eleven saints of literature are famous for the emperor!"

"As early as the emperor gave the emperor a royal pen when Shi Chief Wen was born, every literary saint later received similar things. Now, the saint is going to give a feast together."

"It's really endless glory and wealth. Even the emperor must respect it!"

Everyone in the world is extremely envious.

This also became a grand event of scholars before the imperial examination.

For a time, people in Xijing were talking about it, especially those scholars, who seemed to be injected with chicken blood.

"If you can achieve the achievements of any of the eleven literary saints in this life, it will be enough to be proud of the world."

"The eleven saints of literature are enough to be a god. This is the role model for us scholars."

"This is a golden period, which is enough to prove the strength of our Great Xi Kingdom!"

"I'm afraid at this banquet, the priest will designate the examiner. The examiner of the provincial examination will inevitably be born among the eleven literary saints!"

The entire Xijing is paying attention! In addition to the fact that this grand event is extremely lively and topical, its subsequent direction is also a reason why people care about it.

Who is the chief examiner this time?

Once it is confirmed, there is no doubt that the sales of that person's works will probably go up to another level!... Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Teacher, Hanlin Academy has been really not glorious during this period!"

Chen Jiming spoke with envy and said, "Even the emperor has given him a banquet in person."

"Scenery?"

Li Wen smiled, Yan Zhong said with a banter, "There is a kind of torture in this world called "famous, but it is actually hard to deal with it!"

"When there is no corresponding strength, too much reputation is like a kind of flame that can burn people to death."

"Burn to ashes!"

Hearing this, Chen Jiming looked puzzled and said, "Teacher, do you mean...the eleven literary sages from the Hanlin Academy, I'm sorry for their reputation?"

"But Ji Ming has seen their works, and they are indeed rare masterpieces in the world!"

"Looking at the ancient and modern times, there are only a few people with such literary talent."

Li Wen looked at Chen Jiming with a meaningful look and said, "These people are almost over for the rest of their lives. When they leave, they suddenly burst out with such light. Do you believe it?"

"And, it's all in this short month..." "Don't you think it's strange?"

Chen Jiming was silent and could not answer.

"The Lord is a smart man. It is impossible for anyone to deceive him. He will not notice such an obvious thing."

"This banquet is a bit interesting..." His old eyes seemed to have a hint of expectation, and he murmured: "I hope you don't let me down..."... Chunming Palace.

"Your Highness, most of these great scholars have had good friends with us. Now that they have become literary saints, even the saints must respect them. Our strength and influence in the court will be greatly improved!"

Eunuch Huang spoke with a flattering look on his face.

Liu Huan was in a very good mood, and almost all of these eleven people were in good condition! No matter who became the chief examiner, he could guarantee that his subordinates would pass the test smoothly, and Li Fan?

There will definitely be no future! "It seems that I may have really overestimated Li Fan before and cut off his path. It turns out that it is so simple, haha."

A hint of contempt appeared on his face.

Since Li Fan offended Emperor Jianye in the Hall of Shame and refused to be appointed as an official in the Emperor Jianye, his attention to Li Fan has gradually decreased.

He was once distraught by Li Fan, but now he has recovered.

Li Fan?

It's just a stone on the side of the road, so I'll kick it away.

However, Chen You just glanced at Liu Huan indifferently and said nothing.

There was a look of contemplative expression in his eyes, as if he had noticed something, but because he could not think of it for a moment, he could only fall into a temporary waiting... Time flies.
Chapter completed!