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Chapter 365: Will it come again?

Ye Chunqiu slowly walked to Wenxuan Pavilion outside the Gongyuan Ceremony Gate. This was just a small pavilion. It was originally the place where the Gongyuan used to post notices. Ye Chunqiu entered the pavilion as if no one was around and said, "Brother Chen, please bring rice paste."

Chen Rong came with a gourd, which contained rice paste. He opened the lid of the gourd, then brushed the rice paste on the beams and pillars of Wenxuan Pavilion, and then Ye Chunqiu took out an article he brought and stuck it on. After he did everything, he opened the oil umbrella and took Chen Rong and Zhang Jinyang away.

When everyone saw him behaved strangely, they all gathered under the pavilion and looked at the ink-filled piece of paper.

Someone couldn't help but recite: "The sage king has his own merits in the world..."

For a moment, the crowd was boiling. This was a question that was solved by an eight-legged essay. This question was obviously consistent with the test questions in the spring exam. This question was very exquisite and directly focused on the question of "Today's benevolent politics", which was extremely insightful.

Then someone said: "And the Ming Wang Chuangxing, the meeting of the founding company..."

The title of the subject is also considered the best. Most of the people standing here are Juren. They have written eight-legged essays for half their lives and are very familiar with these eight-legged essays. The eight-legged essays posted here in front of them are the best among the best. Even if you compare the articles of the Yuan Gong of the previous imperial examinations, it is no less.

Everyone continued to read like crazy, and every word, every sentence, and every pair of parallel inside gave people a illumination.

This is what Ye Chunqiu did? What did he post here to do? I want to tell everyone how good is his literary talent? I want to say that he has such a level and doesn’t hesitate to cheat at all?

Some people's angry faces gradually relaxed a little. No matter what, even if they are thick-skinned, they have to admit that Ye Chunqiu is very worthy of the title of Huiyuan based on this article alone.

But someone sneered and sneered: "He expected this, and he would have something to do if he wanted to write an article. He is indeed literary, but he may not have cheated."

"Yes, can't Xu Jing and Tang Yin, who have been in the twelve years of Hongzhi, also make a fuss? I'm afraid that the eight-legged essays that are carefully crafted will not be under Ye Chunqiu. Ye Chunqiu is afraid that he wants to use an article to gain sympathy."

Some people seem to think this explanation is a bit far-fetched, but then again, it involves their fundamental interests, but they all express silence.

Ye Chunqiu returned to the Imperial College and settled down with Chen Rong and Zhang Jin. He said that he was settled, but he just packed up his sleeper and then squeezed the three of them. Chen Rong and Zhang Jin didn't care. With two friends accompanying him, Ye Chunqiu felt a little relieved.

When it was early the morning of the next day, the sun shone brightly, he went to practice the knife as usual, then spread paper on his desk and then wrote: "Now the Apostles are doing good deeds, but not..."

He frowned and wrote an article, but then he put on his clothes and went out with Chen Rong and Zhang Jin. After Ye Jing's sleep, Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but take a look. Why didn't this father have any movement at all recently? Are he planning something?

Ye Chunqiu sighed in his heart and then arrived at the Gongyuan.

The juren who still entrenched here saw Ye Chunqiu and the other two coming again, but this time it was not as tense as last time. Instead, because the weather was good, Ye Chunqiu saw many familiar faces. Ye Chunqiu smiled slightly and bowed to them one by one: "Hello, Brother Zhao Nian."

"Brother Chen Nian..."

Suddenly, many people became silent. The people called by Ye Chunqiu all blushed and looked a little ashamed, but some people were sarcastic: "Hmph... I want to win people's hearts now."

Ye Chunqiu turned a deaf ear to this, but went to Wenxuan Pavilion again, brushed the rice paste, and covered another article.

From beginning to end, he seemed very silent and did not stay here. He posted the words and left in a hurry.

Everyone had to come to the pavilion to see, and someone said, "Now the Apostles are doing good deeds, but they can do it at that time..."

"What a superb problem-solving, such ingenious thinking, it can be unprecedented." Someone can't help but sigh.

Like the previous eight-legged article, this eight-legged article is extremely exquisite. Everyone is aware of things. If yesterday's article was about what Ye Chunqiu thought of after the incident, he was trying to seduce people's hearts, then just one day apart, where did this article come from?

It's only one day, and there are two unprecedented eight-part articles from Ye Chunqiu. What kind of monster is this person...?

Some people showed shame, and they suddenly felt that things seemed a little different from what they imagined at first. Looking at such articles only gave people a feeling of self-shaming.

Those who originally wanted to make sarcastic arguments are now silent. Do you deserve it if you insult them? Not to mention one day, even if you give you ten, twenty, or one month, you can guarantee that you can make such an article?

Those faces, which were originally filled with righteous indignation, were mostly looser at this moment. Some people couldn't help but let their sleeves go and left the crowd straight away.

Shouting injustice?

Is it not embarrassing to shout about anything injustice?

Although there are still people who refuse to leave, they always have a glimmer of hope in their hearts, hoping that the court will have a favor because of this corruption case. After all, this is related to their future, but at this moment, they can't shout something in a striking manner.

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Originally, this case of fraud in the imperial examination had already shaken the entire city of Nanjing. From officials from various departments and halls to the common people in the market, most of them were talking about it, but news spread like wildfire, saying that Huiyuan Ye Chunqiu, who was rumored to be involved in the fraud case, posted articles in Wenxuan Pavilion every day. This incident immediately aroused countless reverie, and some people simply copied these eight-legged essays. As a result, many officials, civil servants, and even scholars read them one by one, and they all felt that they benefited a lot.

At the beginning, everyone was talking about corruption cases tirelessly, but now, everyone's eyes are all focused on Ye Chunqiu.

On the third day, there were many "idle people waiting" outside the Gongyuan. Not only were the candidates with interest coming to make trouble, but were crowded with the fun.

"Will Ye Huiyuan come today?"

"How could I know about this? Maybe I will come."

"I don't think so, three articles, one in the spring exam, one in the day before yesterday, each of them yesterday. Wherever I say this article, I'll take a look at the fun, and I don't expect him to come."

Many people nodded and agreed.

(To be continued.)
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