Chapter 67 Title
Chapter 67 Title
"Good heavens, did I hear that right? Just pass the exam and I can become a civil servant in Anvil Territory? Is there really such a good thing in the world!"
With his blond hair, Evan sat at the middle table, barely suppressing his excitement.
He was a freeman from the East, but his grandfather had been a knight of a lord, a proper nobleman.
If it weren't for his father's poor health and inability to inherit the knight's honor, their family wouldn't have been stripped of their noble title.
Since the warlord Casalan began his conquests, his family has suffered greatly, and even his fiancée chose to commit suicide because she could not bear the warlord's humiliation.
In order to survive, he had no choice but to follow his family on a journey of exile.
This journey lasted for three whole months. They bypassed the warlord-controlled areas and crossed the terrifying Stag Mountains. After running out of food, they were forced to wander the wilderness.
Ibn thought he would die a painful death that winter, but the appearance of the guard that night gave him hope again.
The owner of this territory did not seem to reject these refugees from the East, and was even willing to recruit those craftsmen.
At first, Evan was envious. He had the family tradition of knights and the upbringing of nobles, but he was ignored because he did not have the skills of a craftsman and could only continue to suffer hunger in the wasteland.
Until a few days ago, the leader of the Mad Cats found him, asked him some questions about his literacy skills, and then told him to prepare himself, as a chance to be reborn might be waiting for him.
At that time, Evan still had some doubts, but today, after he came to this strange plain and heard the young lord's promise, he was overjoyed.
This is his chance!
Although I don't know what a civil servant is, I can deduce from the name that it must be a position that helps the lord manage the territory, similar to a tax officer.
No matter what it is, he's determined to seize it!
It's just a simple exam, how could it possibly stump a gentleman who has received knightly education since childhood?
Evan stared wide-eyed at the exam paper on the table.
Name: Evan Korsoiser
Age: 24
【Origin: The Xosser family of the Rhineburg-Ska territory in the east】
【dream:?】
When Evan saw this column, he was dumbfounded. What is a dream?
But he didn't think much of it and immediately wrote down, "Restore the knightly glory of the Xorse family."
Then came the formal exam questions.
Question 1: The lord has assigned you to purchase livestock: There are 35 chickens and rabbits in the cage, with a total of 94 legs. How many chickens and rabbits are there? If each chicken costs 5 copper coins and each rabbit costs 12 copper coins, what is the total price? (Please show your solution process, otherwise points will be deducted.)
"A math problem? That makes sense. If I were a tax official, I'd definitely need math skills. This problem is quite difficult, but it's no challenge for me."
Evan quickly realized that he had received a knightly education and had a private tutor, so this level of question was not a problem for him.
In just five minutes, Evan wrote down his answer and then moved on to the next question.
[Question 2: Knight Saka claims his captured deer was stolen by the serf Skinny, who argues that he "found it." Another serf witness says the deer died of natural causes, with no wounds, and that Skinny merely picked it up. Saka doesn't believe him and beats Skinny. Please propose your solution to this incident.]
Ivan raised an eyebrow slightly, revealing an extremely confident smile.
The question was so simple that he didn't need to think about it at all. He wrote down his answer without hesitation and continued reading.
[Question 3: A group of displaced people are complaining, "It's unfair that hardworking craftsmen and lazy workers receive the same rations." Please propose your solution.]
This time, Ivan frowned. It wasn't that the question was difficult, but rather that the direction of the question was completely different from what he had imagined a tax official to be.
No tax official would need to deal with this; it's clearly the duty of the governor.
and many more!
Could it be that so-called civil servants are actually governing officials?
Evan felt his breathing quicken. If he could become the governor of Anvil Territory, wouldn't he have a chance to re-enter the noble circles?
He quickly skipped the questions and looked at the last two.
[Question 4: Your lord requires you to complete a task, but you know you cannot do it. Faced with the lord's pressure, what will you choose?]
[Question 5: You discover that your boss is secretly accepting gold coins from businessman James and turning a blind eye to James's smuggling activities. However, you are just an ordinary civil servant with no connections. What should you do?]
"..."
Ivan took a deep breath, a sharp glint in his eyes.
Absolutely!
These questions are definitely designed to test the governors! You must answer them carefully and not fall into any traps!
Evan habitually twirled his hair with his fingers and began to think.
Vilan, who was observing the crowd, happened to see this scene and immediately revealed an amusing smile.
"Turns out I'm not the only one who likes to curl their hair with their fingers..."
Indeed, whenever Vilan is thinking, he unconsciously curls his hair, as if it helps him concentrate better.
But he only glanced at them before looking away and began to examine the others.
Seeing the many people with furrowed brows and cold sweat dripping down their faces, he found it quite amusing.
He had carefully considered all five questions for the civil service exam; each was specific and there was no single, fixed scoring rule.
In fact, some people spent half an hour just on the first question, which made Vilan very helpless.
"If you don't know how to do it, just skip it. Why are you being so stubborn..."
Clearly, these people are not suited to be civil servants.
Vilan then looked towards the teacher examination area.
Unlike civil service exams, teachers' exams are very serious, covering various aspects such as subject innovation, teaching focus, teaching methods, teacher-student relationships, and educational institution reform.
After all, education is a long-term endeavor, and Vilan cannot afford to be careless; he must select the most outstanding talents.
As he observed, Vilan even unconsciously put his hands behind his back and walked into the examination room.
In an instant, everyone tensed up, and many people's hands trembled as they held their pens.
"Hmm, so this is what it's like to be a proctor. They're just wandering around because they're so bored."
Vilan thought to himself.
Soon, an hour had passed, and Sommer shouted, "Stop answering the questions! Candidates, please leave the room in an orderly manner. Anyone still writing, stop immediately, or I will announce that you are cheating."
Sommer's tone was stern, and those who hadn't finished writing, though unwilling, had no choice but to leave with regret.
"Alright, everyone go home now. I'll send someone to let you know when the results are out." Sommer maintained order while dispersing the crowd, while Sobo went up to collect the papers.
Vilan looked at this scene with a bitter expression.
"200 test papers, this is going to be a tough battle..."
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