The old man comforted himself and said: "I can't catch up. The previous lords liked the well-written articles, but I was good at martial arts; Emperor Ling liked the old ones, but I was too young at that time; now the king likes the young ones,

But I am already old! If I fail to catch up at one step, I will not be able to catch up at every step."

Nie Zefeng laughed again, and then said: "So I want to appoint virtuous people. I want to recommend them regularly. No matter whether they are literary or military, old or young, as long as they have talent, I will hire them! What do you think?

Is this good?"

The old man looked at the palace with envy, and then couldn't help but said: "Good! Good! Good! These virtuous people have just caught up with the good times!"

At this time, the hourglass records the elapsed time of the imperial examination.

In the background, Gong Ye sang: "The time has come, collect the scrolls!"

Then another voice came out: "You good people can go back to the bus station and wait for news about the test!"

Nie Zefeng smiled and said: "Old Langguan, I am here today. I still have things to do. I will play chess with you another day."

Lao Langguan hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Best farewell to your Majesty!"

When Nie Zefeng was about to leave, he left another message: "Old Langguan, your monthly salary will be doubled."

After hearing this decree from Nie Zefeng, the old man cried excitedly: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

When Lao Langguan saw Nie Zefeng walking away, he couldn't help but sigh: "Hero, hero!"

However, after Nie Zefeng stepped out, he started another splendid era of cultural governance.
Chapter completed!