How I survived after killing eight emperors in a row [Transmigration Book]

Xiao Jingzhe followed the soldiers to the examination place.

The place where the candidates take the exam is called the number room, which is a small room of about three square meters.

There is an officer and soldier guarding outside each number room, responsible for supervising candidates.

Xiao Jingzhe observed for a while, and the last trace of luck left in his heart was gone.

There is only one examinee in a room, and there is a soldier invigilating the examination, who is not even allowed to secretly read other people's test papers.

The 10,000+ silver held by the fans is about to disappear, and his talent set is about to collapse.

He regretted it. He shouldn't have added a talented person to himself in the first place, just to become popular faster.

Wouldn't it be good to follow the path of Mr. Pianpian, who can sing and dance, and attract fans step by step?

Xiao Jingzhe followed the soldiers leading the way, walked for a long time, and finally arrived at his own room.

Maybe because he was the last one to sign up for the scientific examination, he was the only candidate in the whole row of rooms.

Xiao Jingzhe doesn't care anymore, since he can't copy it anyway, it doesn't matter if he has neighbors or not.

He had already figured it out just now. After the scientific examination, he would hold ten free concerts in a row to make up for the loss of fans.

Xiao Jingzhe walked to his own room and said, "Why are you in my examination room?"

Ji Ling was sitting upright in the number room.

He just found so many things for Ji Ling yesterday, Ji Ling should be too busy now.

"The exam will take three days. I'm afraid you'll be bored, so I'll accompany you."

Ji Ling picked up a scroll from the table, handed it to Xiao Jingzhe and said, "Here you are."

Xiao Jingzhe looked around, saw no one, took it quickly, entered the number room, and opened it just now.

Is it the completed scientific examination paper, or written in his handwriting!

"If you can get brother Ji a confidant in this life, you will die without regret." Xiao Jingzhe said.

The corners of Ji Ling's lips raised slightly, and he said, "In order to write this scroll and bring it in, I wasted a lot of effort. You just thank me in one sentence?"

Xiao Jingzhe said: "Yesterday, my son gave you all the powers of officials, households, soldiers, and workers. Isn't that enough?"

Ji Ling said, "Not enough, I want you to promise me one thing."

Really thick skin.

These four ministries, together with the two ministries of rites and punishments that he gave to Ji Ling before, are the core institutions of the Great Wei Central Committee, and the operation of the Great Wei Kingdom depends on the six ministries.Most of the candidates took the scientific examination to be officials in order to enter the Sixth Division, but even if they won the first place in the scientific examination, and then won the first prize in the palace examination, they would have to practice for a few more years before they could enter the Sixth Division.

Yesterday he directly gave four of them to Ji Ling. The value of these four is tens of millions of times higher than the value of a written scientific examination paper.

Xiao Jingzhe glared at Ji Ling, and said, "You are too greedy. Tell me, what do you want me to promise you, if I can do it, do it as much as possible."

Ji Ling said solemnly: "I want you to leave the Taiwei's command completely and join my camp."

Xiao Jingzhe said without even thinking about it: "I thought it was a big deal, and it deserves Brother Ji's solemn tone."

"My son promises you, I was not under the command of the Taiwei in the first place, but half a year ago, I had already turned to the light and joined your camp."

"I want you to leave completely and never have anything to do with the Taiwei."

He is the Taiwei, and he has nothing to do with him?

Who in this world can do it?

Xiao Jingzhe thought for a while, and said: "The concubine can't do it."

Ji Ling continued to ask, "I want you to promise me with your body."

It's also simple.

Anyway, he has promised countless fans with his body, and Ji Ling is not bad.

Xiao Jingzhe said bluntly: "Since the first time I met you half a year ago, I have been your man."

Ji Ling was stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly, "Study ink for me."

Now that the government is busy, there are thousands of memorials piled up in Weiyang Palace.

However, he personally came to this simple and narrow tribute courtyard to invigilate the examination, and spent a lot of energy temporarily replacing all the tribute courtyard invigilators with trustworthy people, and transferred the examination room of Mr. Chu to a remote and uninhabited place, just to send a scientific examination roll.

Now that I think about it, he was really stupid.

Just find someone you can trust and send a test paper to Mr. Chu, which will save you trouble.

After reviewing a few memorials, Ji Ling said with emotion: "Your font is a school of its own, with many changes and no rules to be found, making more than a dozen great Confucians who are good at imitating themselves gradually obscene. Fortunately, at a critical moment, a great Confucian The six-year-old grandson who just entered school, imitated your handwriting, and just got this exam paper."

Is this a satire of his ugly handwriting?

After several months of hard work, it has improved a lot, okay?

"Hehe." Xiao Jingzhe sneered, and put down the ink ingot, "Go and study ink yourself, I quit."

Xiao Jingzhe swept the pile of memorials on the desk in front of him to the ground with a wave of his hands, folded his hands as pillows, and closed his eyes while lying on the desk.