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015 The country is incomparable

Everyone in the shed breathed a sigh of relief. Rong Xuan sat up straight and leaned back. Rong cleaned the silk ribbon on his jade pendant. Rong Jing picked up the tea cup. Rong Chu drank today's tea.

Second cup of tea.

Wei Chi held up the written scroll wrapped in bright yellow twisted yarn. Emperor Zhaohe stood up and put away the twisted yarn. Wei Chi turned around and walked out of the shed, raised the written scroll in his hand, and then said loudly, "The emperor has an order.

Wen Tang, who can interpret this written scroll, will be honored for the rest of his life and will be worshiped as the unparalleled Prime Minister of the country!"

Most of the students in the garden were from the Huiwu Hall. When they saw that the written scroll, which represented the highest honor of the Huiwen Hall, was invited, they all showed great dissatisfaction.

"Isn't it just a written volume? Why should we only let people from Huiwentang interpret it? It's not possible, but we can figure it out!"

"Hey, these words are not nonsense. Be careful to let the emperor hear the order for you to untie it. If you can't untie it, wouldn't you have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

"How come no one dares to go to Huiwen Hall..."

"It's better to let us try out the martial arts hall, just to save our lives..."

Lin Ruge stood outside the shed, smiling as she watched Chen Ying look nervously at Chang Xin, but Chang Xin remained calm and calm, and just used his eyes to signal Chen Ying not to act rashly.

While Chen Ying was waiting anxiously, Lin Ruge looked leisurely at Emperor Zhaohe, whose face was shining brightly.

At this time, Emperor Zhaohe's patience was not lost, and he hurriedly went up to solve the problem. If he solved it correctly, it would be fine. If he solved it incorrectly, he would probably lose his head and move away. Wouldn't it be pitiful?

This Chang believed that he was really capable of trying to figure out Emperor Zhaohe's thoughts.

"I'll do it!" Finally one person in the martial arts hall couldn't bear it any longer, rolled up his sleeves and walked up.

Wei Chi stared at the man and recognized that it was Huo Shaoyu, the son of Huaihua General Huo Jun, so he frowned and said, "Only people from the Huiwen Hall can answer this written volume. As a martial artist, what should you do if you can't solve it?"

"If I can't figure it out..." Huo Shaoyu's majestic momentum suddenly weakened, but he still defended, "What if I can figure it out? What's more, when the court is employing people, wouldn't it be useful to have a prime minister who is both civil and military?

better?"

Seeing that Wei Chi seemed to want Huo Shaoyu to solve the problem, Chen Ying couldn't hold back, fearing that Huo Shaoyu would take away the title of Prime Minister, so she stepped forward and said, "Eunuch Wei, I am a student of Huiwen Hall, and I am willing to give it a try.

"

Lin Ruge caught a glimpse of Chang Xin's disappointed look and couldn't help but smile.

If Huo Shaoyu just lacks a string, then Chen Ying must be a little fool. Huo Shaoyu is from Huiwu Hall, so it doesn't matter if he can't solve it, but as a person from Huiwen Hall, if he can't solve it at this time,

Go out, I'm afraid...

Emperor Zhaohe inside the curtain really said, "Let the people in Huiwentang explain it. If they can't solve it, they will be executed for deceiving the emperor!"

Huo Shaoyu came back angrily, but Chen Ying's face started to look ugly again. It is said that the nine chapters of the written volume have made countless high-ranking officials and nobles, and also lost many talented people from humble families who did not know their own abilities. The emperor of the Southern Qi Dynasty performed for many days and stabilized Jiuzhou. This written volume

Even if it was written by the Emperor of Southern Qi, how could such a divine man pose such a problem that is easy to solve?

When she opened the first fold of the written volume, Chen Ying had a look that looked like a smile but not a smile.

Chang Xin squeezed around to see what topics were on the written volume, but was stopped by the guards, who were running around anxiously.

Chen Ying stared at the written volume for a long time. The question was weird. He couldn't even understand the question, so how could he answer it? He suddenly remembered that many years ago, his father taught him earnestly when he sent him to the Guozi School, and warned him not to be frivolous.

But... I was killed by frivolity after all.

Chen Ying shook her head and bowed to Emperor Zhaohe through the brocade curtain, "Your Majesty, I can't figure it out."

Chang Xin sighed heavily.

Immediately, a guard came forward to hold Chen Ying up and leave. If she couldn't figure it out, she would be executed for deceiving the emperor. This was the decree given by Emperor Zhaohe himself just now.

Rong Chu, who was standing by, suddenly said, "Father, no."

Then, without waiting for Emperor Zhaohe to say anything, he was the first to kneel down and said, "This is the time when the imperial court is employing people. My father must not kill innocent people indiscriminately just because of a written document. If this were the case, even the truly knowledgeable people would not dare to step forward."

to answer.”

When Rong Chu said this, Rong Xuan and Rong Qing knelt down one after another. Rong Jing hesitated for a while and had no choice but to kneel behind them and ask Emperor Zhaohe to let go of the frivolous and careless Chen Ying.

After all, he is the son of Left Prime Minister Chen Yuhe. Although he is frivolous, his crime will not lead to death.

Emperor Zhaohe nodded, still bluffing and said, "You will not be allowed to serve as an official in the court in the future, do you understand?"

Chen Ying thanked her and left.

Lin Ruge pulled up her slightly wrinkled clothes and prepared to appear on stage.

"Your Majesty, I would like to unravel this written volume."

Lin Ruge stood gracefully with her clothes caught in the wind.

Wei Chi stopped and turned around, saying, "Someone has just set a precedent. If we can't figure it out, it will still be a crime of deceiving the emperor. If we don't be executed, we won't be able to serve as an official in the court."

"I understand." Lin Ruge smiled slightly, and Emperor Zhaohe was startled.

This feeling is very much like a person...

Shock appeared in Rong Chu's eyes, and in order to cover it up, he had to drink the third cup of tea.

The bright yellow folds unfolded one after another on Lin Ruge's snow-white fingertips. Lin Ruge lowered his eyes and looked at the first question.

"What is the relationship between your mother's cousin's uncle's child's aunt and you?"

It’s really all-encompassing…

Lin Ruge's expression was very exciting. She finally understood why Chen Ying failed. This question... I remember she smiled when she saw the solution to the problem in the brocade book. She thought about how all the questions in the world have something in common.

As expected, the first question in the Unexpected Paper Test answered the solution. The more complicated it is, the less you need to think too much about it.

Wei Chi sighed slightly.

Another talent is about to fall...

Lin Ruge suddenly started writing.

Rong Chu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was an air of outstanding confidence in the ordinary appearance of the woman in the distance.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, leaned on the soft cushion, and reached for the fourth cup of tea.

"Brother Huang seems to be very thirsty today." Rong Qing smiled brightly, "I never thought that Brother Huang would like to drink the Qili Xiang here so much. I also have it in my house. I will definitely send it to Brother Huang someday."

"Thank you." Rong Chu smiled slightly and put the tea cup in his hand on the table.

Time passed little by little, and the woman not far from the brocade curtain lowered her eyes and wrote down the answer one by one. The fold was already two-thirds down, and some people were already starting to marvel. After writing everything, the woman looked serious and stared at the person in front of her.

Jin Zhizi smiled slightly, put the pen on the stand, and bowed to Wei Chi.

Wei Chi held up the written scroll and handed it to the brocade curtain, but Chang Xin sighed again.

With what happened to Chen Ying just now, if this kid just talks nonsense, the emperor will appoint him as the prime minister. In the current turmoil, after all, stabilizing people's hearts is the most important thing.

Emperor Zhaohe took the written scroll, frowned and looked at it, then compared it with the answer at hand, and his brows suddenly relaxed.

Wei Chi then passed the written scroll and answers to each prince, and everyone's eyes were filled with surprise.

All right?

Emperor Zhaohe nodded towards Wei Chi, who hurriedly walked out of the brocade curtain and bowed to Lin Ruge from a distance.

"Greetings - Prime Minister Ning Ke -"

With a respectful expression and a loud and long voice, Lin Ruge welcomed the rising warmth and smiled indifferently, almost peacefully. He stretched out his hand to pull up Wei Chi, who was kneeling on the ground, smiled deeply, and said to himself, "Lin Ruge
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