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On the way back, Lu Zi Nuo did not say a word. He already knew that out of the 300 students that nativology accepted, 50% of them were officials of the third grade or above, and the descendants of royalty, other than the members recommended by the provinces, there was only An He Zhen who was an outstanding official or a great scholar in the world.

Today, after hearing the grief of these substitutes, he felt ashamed of himself for once not cherishing the opportunity to take the examination. However, most of the grievances that accumulated in his chest now understood why the government was so powerless against the government and the government.

The starting point of being an official was already so dirty and dirty, not to mention the benefits and evasions that came after entering an official's office.

But so what if he knew? Did Mu Rong Chun really want to change all these? He had the guts, but how many people would support him? If he didn't have enough strength, then he couldn't act rashly. Otherwise, if he stirred up the benefits of those people, then he might even have to go on a rampage in Xuelin.

He thought angrily along the way, but he didn't know what to do. After all, she was only 14 years old, so what else could he do other than get angry?

Returning to the small courtyard, Mu Rong Yuan was surprised to see that he was standing on the side of the courtyard wall and looking up at the blossoming Hibiscus Mutabilis.

Lu Zi Nuo lowered his head in embarrassment, but smiled warmly: "I came to apologize."

"No!" You scolded correctly, I should thank you so that I can wake up from my stupor. "

"Oh? "How rare!" Mu Rong Yuan extended his hand and handed over a few Gardenia Flowers. "This was picked from Li Chun, the fragrance is extremely good."

Hearing Mu Rong Yuan's mention of Li Chun, Lu Zi Nuo understood that he was not willing to walk outside using his real name, and thus introduced him to Liu Zhen Yang. "Xiao Yong, my friend."

"Brother Yongyuan was quite impressive yesterday. I thought it was a mid-Xiao." Liu Zhen Yang smiled slightly. In fact, he knew Mu Rong Yuan's identity since a long time ago, and he also thought that King Yong's words were very true. It was just that this Zi Nuo did not react to it, but that was good too. After all, he had become famous because of his young age, and it had been a few years since he had been summoned to the palace.

"I have long since heard Zhenyang speak of you, brother Zhenyang. It is only today that I have been able to pay my respects to you. It has been a blessing of three lifetimes." Mu Rong Yuan looked at Liu Zhen Yang who was standing behind Lu Zi Nuo, and a trace of disappointment inexplicably flashed across his eyes.

This was the first time in his life that he had ever been unwilling and unwilling to part with his emotions, as he was about to go back to the Peizhou after the Central Plains Festival. City was like a cage to Mu Rong Yuan, he was forced to watch as the dirty and bloody scene unfolded in the darkness, but he was powerless to do so. Therefore, he had to leave, be it because he was familiar with military strategy or martial arts, and finally managed to accomplish something and leave.

Mu Rong Yuan heaved a long sigh in his heart. He had always known that he was not a ferocious tiger on the mountain nor a lion on the prairie; he was just a nimble antelope, alert at all times.

But Lu Zi Nuo? Right now, she was still just an angry cricket, but the low chirps of the mournful autumn could easily cause trouble. But he couldn't protect her. This self-blame made him sad, and his good mood was gone.

"I was wondering why all my Gardenia flowers were here, it turns out the best ones were all brought here!"

Lu Zi Nuo's voice came from behind him. Lu Zi Nuo turned around, and not only did Mu Rong Chun enter the courtyard, Bai Mo Han's figure also appeared at the mouth of the alleyway.

"What a good day today. My courtyard is unexpectedly bustling with events." Lu Zi Nuo curled his lips, obviously not welcoming Mu Rong Chun that much. Mu Rong Chun also curled his lips, not caring about Lu Zi Nuo's rejection at all.

When Mu Rong Yuan saw the two of them pouting, they were truly of the same skill. Putting aside the stifling feeling in his heart, he smiled lightly.

After Bai Mo Han entered the courtyard and was introduced to the others, Di Xian had already tidied up the corridor and laid out a Persian fur blanket. The few of them sat down and Lu Zi Nuo started boiling tea on the side.

The ages of the people present were about the same, and they had started to talk loudly. Only Mu Rong Yuan guarded Lu Zi Nuo, helped her fiddle with the tea set, and even asked quietly: "Where did you go today?"

"He went to the business workshop."

"Oh? Why did he go there? Zhenyang brought you to see the nativology? "

Lu Zi Nuo shook his head, feeling depressed.

"Then what are you doing?"

"Standing under the tree and listening to the wind, I feel very sad."

Liu Zhen Yang, who was seated not too far away, heard it and turned around with a smile: "She's feeling sad for those substitutes."

"Substitute?" Mu Rong Chun was very surprised, "Isn't there only studies and examinations? Would there even be a nativology entrance exam? Do you really think that is the case? "

"End? "How is that possible? As long as there's an examination, this kind of thing cannot be avoided." Liu Zhen Yang said coldly: "In the current Dacheng, it is difficult to become an official without the status of sect head, because they need the protection of officials. And a very small number of people with this identity came out for the countries of the Dacheng, for the citizens of the Dacheng. The vast majority of people came here to study for their own sake! However, there are two kinds of people who do it for their own group. The first kind is to think about how to enjoy life while the second kind is to think about how to enjoy life after death. "

"Zhenyang is right." Bai Mo Han was very much in favor of this idea: "There are two ways to think of how to look good in life, one is to try to get rich, and the other is to try to climb up the ranks as much as possible; while the other way is to think of how to look good after death, and at least know how to seek fame. For example, writing a book says that it's a kind of sadness, because they can't even compete with the first two types of people, so they can only do things in reality."

Liu Zhen Yang sighed helplessly, "The Heavens are fair. Everyone's abilities are limited, and when people like to do business and study hard, they definitely don't have the mind of a simple person to do good. They are determined to get their hands on this opportunity and cannot afford to lose it, so the gunman will not be cut off. "

It's also because poor scholars have no money and cannot spend a great deal of money to get a chance to take the exam. They need to become gunners to support themselves; after all, one replacement exam can only cost 10 taels of silver. Bai Mo Han and Liu Zhen Yang surprisingly worked together: "Besides, this is also a good opportunity for the invigilators to amass wealth. Seekers not only have to pay for the gunners' fees, they also have to pay for the Codex, otherwise, not only would they waste their time, they would also lose the chance to join the society."

After Mu Rong Chun heard this, he lowered his head and pondered. After a long while, he said, "Even if the nativology does not set a threshold, if they are disqualified from the interview, will they be able to recruit true talents for their citizens and society?"

"You can't just stop trying because you're afraid that you won't get a good result. One must know that if you don't do anything, there will be no good results. " After being an audience for a long time, Lu Zi Nuo suddenly interrupted and looked at Mu Rong Chun provocatively.

The light in Mu Rong Chun's eyes shone brightly, but he quickly regained his calm back …