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Early in the morning on the next day, when Di Xian came over to attend to her, she discovered that Lu Zi Nuo was already bitterly reading at the neighboring window.

"Di Xian, help me collect those idle books." Lu Zi Nuo did not turn his head and continued to read the book.

"If the adults were to see this, they would be overjoyed." Di Xian laughed.

"He would only go to the ancestral hall to whisper with my mother." Lu Zi Nuo glanced at Di Xian, and Di Xian walked out with a smile.

At this time, Liu Zhen Yang brought a bunch of books with him: "Come, take a look at these blueprints, they will definitely be useful to you."

Lu Zi Nuo's eyes lit up, he put down the < Legend of Spring and Autumn > in his hands, and picked up the top volume, his face revealing a happy expression. He read a few more volumes, but his expression gradually became worried.

"What does Zeno think of these ideas?"

"When I first read the first volume, I felt that my words were sharp, that I was quoting from the classics, that I was torturing the evils of the present situation; that I was criticizing the perils of the eunuch's regency; and that the following volumes were devoted to the subject of the prince. Each article had its own merits, but looking at it as a whole, he seemed to have heard all of these complaints. There was no novelty in them, and there was no solution to them. "It's a bit itchy, or rather, it's just that I didn't get to the point."

"Zeno is right. These theories are the previous paper on the excellent subject of "The Good and the Good are able to speak frankly and admonish them". Although it is different from the exam we are supposed to take, I want Zeno to understand one thing.

The two topics that the nativology had discussed the most were precisely the changes that His Majesty had vigorously implemented today. Therefore, the students of nativology had mostly used these two shortcomings as a topic of argument, and had obtained more solutions than any of them.

"The purpose of the examination is to improve the quality of one's speech and advice. The purpose of the examination is to promote one's ability to speak frankly and to straighten out the current situation."

After saying that, Liu Zhen Yang shut his mouth, and he frowned as he understood what he meant. These papers were all written to cater to the meaning of the peak, and even when the root of people's suffering was detected, not a single word could be said about it.

In order to be promoted, the subject of the eunuch's regent was rarely mentioned. After all, the Pharisees were against the Frontier, not the Inner Court. The most important thing for an official was to avoid danger and gain benefits.

These were originally the reasons why Lu Zi Nuo disdained to come out as an official. However, after yesterday's shouting, he was no longer blaming himself for the dirty work, but was thinking why it was like this.

"Is there no official who really cares for the people?"

"I'll take you somewhere and maybe you'll understand why there aren't any officials we want."

Walking with Liu Zhen Yang on the streets of Shengjing in early autumn, although they looked a little desolate, they didn't see any signs of desolation.

Soon enough, they arrived at Cheng Xian Street, where the Dojo of Limits was working. The nativology was just beside them, as Liu Zhen Yang slowed his pace and explained things to Lu Zi Nuo, he finally stopped under a gingko tree.

Lu Zi Nuo was puzzled, but he still stood quietly under the tree, and in a moment, multiple sounds could be heard.

"Oh, Liu Langjun is here again."

"What if I don't come? My mother isn't well, and she still needs my support." The person who spoke sounded weak and was filled with helplessness.

"Logically speaking, your recent studies should be more than enough to take the nativology exam. Otherwise, if you can't help those few people pass, why didn't you go and try it yourself? Only when you become an official will you receive a salary, and only then will you be able to treat your mother's illness! "

Hearing that, Lu Zi Nuo knew that this person was probably a substitute, and had done so more than once. She looked at Liu Zhen Yang suspiciously.

Liu Zhen Yang: "After the spring day, nativology will only be taking the exam, and the person looking for the substitutes will be starting right now, and the entire street is filled with students who want to be gunners." He motioned for her to continue listening.

"Cough cough, I don't have that chance. Just treat it as me having an addiction. Furthermore, even if I were to pass the examination, forget about this nativology, I can't even go through the four stages of learning. The nativology and the Supreme School will each send three pieces of silk, four of them will learn two silk, and there will also be meat and wine, how will my family be able to take them out? "

He coughed again. The boorish man let out a sigh, as if he knew that what he said was the truth. He was speechless for a while, and then said, "Hey, if you're sick, then go take a look. How can you delay your illness?" Besides, you're so young, it's not good for you to do anything. "

"These few days are the day to select the gunners. How could I dare not come? I only write letters to people all year round, barely able to live. I can only earn two more coins at this time, making my mother's life slightly better." Hate me for being a weak scholar. Other than that, what else can I do? "

When the person finished speaking, his tone was emotionally moved, even Lu Zi Nuo couldn't help but sigh and wrench his wrist. What he said was not wrong, no matter how much he read, it would not be able to match the system. Although the imperial examinations had to a certain extent already satisfied the shortcomings of the talent selection system, the majority of the people still had a prejudice against the sect. Besides, the Crown Prince was the first step in the Imperial Examinations. It wasn't unreasonable that money could make a difference.

The voice came closer and closer. Lu Zi Nuo glanced at Liu Lang Jun, and saw that he still had a straight face, but had a kind of pale white and skinny complexion. He was also a pitiful person, which made Lu Zi Nuo feel a little uncomfortable.

There were millions of poor people in the world, and everyone had their own pitiful aspects. However, there were also some people whose future wouldn't change too much due to hard work.

It was like a strange circle, where the aristocracy helped each other, and where poor people could not get into office because they lacked the necessary conditions. She didn't deny that there were indeed people in this world who had worked hard to achieve their dreams, but it was still extremely rare. Most of them still submitted to reality, fawning over the influential nobles to obtain the qualifications to take the nativology's examination, and then passed the exam, obtaining the chance to join an official. But as a result, even an official was someone else's right-hand man.

"Hey, tell me, why is this happening?" Another person interrupted. The person who spoke was filled with righteous indignation. After a slight pause, his resentment increased even more. If we were to talk about learning recently, how many of them can compare to us? "

"Cough, cough. Brother Wang, don't say too much. There's always someone better than you."

"Tian Ming, I'm not talking about you. I'm just not willing to just be a gunner and let those popinjays take advantage of me. When those people get onto the nativology, it can be said that they have opened the road to fame.

"Ah, yes." There were two or three people who agreed. Those who came to take the exam as substitutes were all people with true talent, and for that bit of money, they also came from the bottom of their hearts, and the past that they had studied through the night had all become ridicule. How could they be willing?