The matter involving the entire Heaven Capital City, and even the scholarly circles of the entire realm, has finally drawn to a close.
Because it was presided over by the Emperor, and the court elders set the questions, it was far stricter than the examinations usually aid at the Imperial Academy students and the noble clans. No one was able to offer any opinion, nor did anyone dare dissent. If one were to express disbelief now, wouldn't that be questioning the Emperor who stands high above and doubting the esteed officials of the court?
They ultimately dared not.
Thus, those young people from the Imperial Academy were almost dreaming, having received official robes and ranks that in ordinary circumstances might not be worn until they were over forty years old, and now they were within reach.
The noble clans of the realm hated Jiang Shouyi with a piercing pain, but the ordinary scholarly families bore no ill towards Mr. Jiang. Not only was there no dislike, but there was even gratitude from many, and if it were not for the overwhelming power of the noble clans, they would have already spoken in support of Jiang Shouyi.
If it weren't for him, they might never reach the heights of the Imperial Court in their lifeti.
This has opened a wide gap in the barrier between the noble clans and the scholarly families.
From now on, those inside could no longer remain lofty, and those outside could enter, viewing the scenery that in the past only noble clan heirs had the chance to see, and then widening that gap further.
Whether they were noble clans or scholarly families, or in fact, officials of the Imperial Court, they were now focused on this new system of talent selection, and the influence it would have on the entire realm. Under such a national policy that might affect hundreds or thousands of years, re corruption seed insignificant.
But then ca the news of Gold Guards entering the palace and the Imperial Academy.
The Imperial Guard found evidence of corruption in Jiang Shouyi's residence.
...
Wang Anfeng surged across the air, one leap spanning heaven and earth.
At this mont, he no longer cared about the rules of the Heaven Capital City, nor did anyone dare to block the Master of Divine Martial from entering the Imperial Palace with his sword, journeying swiftly without obstruction.
He landed in a serene courtyard not far from the Imperial Academy, his expression taut.
The previous tis at the Forr Emperor's birthday banquet, Jiang Shouyi had not gone to the palace. Wang Anfeng only learned from the whole Heaven Capital City discussing the matter that Jiang Shouyi was in Heaven Capital, but then ca the event that stirred the scholarly circles of the entire realm.
Jiang Shouyi had almost never returned to the courtyard.
In recent days, he would go to the Jiang Family every day, only to see his teacher's wife.
He still held so luck, even though he could see the imnse benefit the thesis proposed by the teacher had for Great Qin's future. He hoped the Emperor would not make things too difficult for the teacher because of this, and his teacher's wife also urged him to wait and see, but today's events were completely contrary to his expectations.
Wang Anfeng stood in the courtyard, no need to speak, there was none of Jiang Shouyi's Qi chanism in the courtyard.
His heart slowly sank, his right hand had already drawn Qi chanism, preparing to enter the Imperial Palace once again.
Just then, there was a creak as the wooden door was slowly pushed open, and the pretty woman in blue looked just the sa as she did eight years ago in Great Liang Village, showing no surprise upon seeing Wang Anfeng, she simply said: "Shouyi returned, and he has been dismissed from his position."
Wang Anfeng felt a slight sense of relief.
But the woman then said: "The Emperor just summoned him to the palace."
Wang Anfeng's pupils suddenly contracted, and his mind imdiately turned to the fate of those ministers who were summoned alone by the Emperor as recorded in history books. His Qi chanism soared uncontrollably, difficult to restrain, and two cracks appeared beneath his feet.
The woman spoke on her own: "Earlier, it was Shouyi's intent not to tell you about this."
"He feared you might act rashly, as you are now Master of Divine Martial, countless eyes are upon you. If you were to forcefully storm the prison or Imperial Palace, what would it beco? He also says it is his life's great aspiration, that a nobleman dies by a nobleman's law. He doesn't wish for future corruptions to taint this matter."
"Raising talents from across the realm to govern the realm, only when it reaches this point is it considered complete."
The woman lifted her gaze to Wang Anfeng, observing his tightly drawn cheeks and slightly reddened eyes. She thought of the first ti they t, when he was still a child, she had taught him how to brew tea, and during the End of Year Festival, she personally sewed the youth's clothing, stitch by stitch.
She reached out naturally to smooth out the wrinkles in Wang Anfeng's clothing, gently speaking:
"Anfeng..."
Wang Anfeng did not move.
The woman smiled, stepped past Wang Anfeng, and walked towards the only sowhat valuable carriage at ho, reaching out to pat the horse's mane, just as she was about to grab the reins, Wang Anfeng had already turned around, snatched the reins first, the woman turned her head to look at Wang Anfeng, her voice soft but with more emphasis.
"Anfeng..."
Wang Anfeng said: "Yes, I know, teacher's wife."
The woman heard the slight trembling in the youth's voice.
Wang Anfeng raised his head to look at the plum blossom tree, sunlight filtering through the branches and leaves, casting spots of light on him, offering so warmth. The snow beneath his feet had lted, the bricks were serene; he thought of the master who taught him to play the zither in his youth, the teacher who taught him to be humble, cautious, and grounded.
Wang Anfeng took a deep breath and smiled at the woman:
"Is it to pick up the teacher?"
"I will send you to the teacher..."
Ignoring any reaction from the woman, he pulled open the carriage curtain, letting the woman inside, then dropped the curtain and took the reins of the carriage. At this mont, Wang Anfeng raised his head to look at the sky, his eyes slightly red.
If the person who established this examination rule were imnsely corrupt yet escaped unscathed, then this thod of talent selection is akin to a joke. If he rushed into the Imperial Court to forcibly take Jiang Shouyi away, it would be akin to shattering his teacher's lifelong aspiration with his own hands.
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