Emperor Qianwu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? So, you are Master Mingde!"
Having said that, Shen Jingan had to admit it even if he didn't want to.
But he still couldn't figure it out, was that Master Mingde really Shen Shuhan? But how could he, a cripple, do that!
Also, how were those policy proposals presented to Your Majesty?
Shen Jingan's Adam's apple slid, and he said with gritted teeth: "Yes."
After Shen Jing'an said this, Shen Jingchuan's face turned a little paler. Master Mingde?
No, I’m afraid Jing’an is not Master Mingde.
He didn't dare to say that he understood his own son, but he knew a little bit. In the past, the talent of Master Mingde impressed many court officials. It was really not something he could come up with...
Emperor Qianwu said with a smile, "So Master Mingde is you, my dear minister. I have been searching for you for a long time. Why do you hide your identity and refuse to show yourself?"
Emperor Qianwu's smile did not make Shen Jing'an feel relieved.
On the contrary, it was not until this moment that he finally understood why there is a saying that one lie must be covered up with countless lies.
But he had no choice. If His Majesty really had Master Mingde's policy paper in his hand and it was the same as the one he answered today, then he could only impersonate Shen Shuhan.
Shen Jingan comforted himself, it didn't matter, as long as he could pass this test in the palace smoothly, he could turn around and completely wipe out Shen Shuhan.
After all, the dead cannot speak, and without evidence, no one will be able to find out anything.
"I consider myself to be of limited talent and learning, therefore..."
"If that's the case, why do you write a letter and send it to Prime Minister Qin?" Emperor Qianwu asked.
"Because I am really worried about the flood and epidemic in the south of the Yangtze River, but I am afraid that I will be laughed at for my reckless words, so I gave the letter to Prime Minister Qin."
As soon as Shen Jingan finished speaking, Shen Jingchuan knelt down with a plop.
Shen Jing'an turned around and saw his father kneeling down, looking a little confused.
Emperor Qianwu sneered: "Shen Jing'an! You are so bold to deceive me! How many heads do you have to chop off!"
Shen Jing'an was stunned, with red eyes: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Shen Jingchuan wanted to explain several times, but he had no idea what was going on. He was afraid that if he said too much, he would make more mistakes and end up making things worse.
Many court officials knew about the two essays written by Master Mingde. Although he didn't know much else, he knew that the letter was sent by Grand Tutor Wang.
Your Majesty used Prime Minister Qin to trick Shen Jingan, the fool, and he revealed his true colors!
"Your Majesty, I...I am really Master Mingde! I am really Master Mingde!" Shen Jing'an said anxiously.
At this point, he could no longer deny it and the only option left was to die.
Emperor Qianwu sneered, "Is that so? If so, let me ask you, there is a locust plague in the southwest now. The locusts are rampant and eating up the food. How do we solve it?"
Shen Jingan's mind went blank. Locusts?
There were no locusts in the capital, and there were very few in the suburbs. Besides, he had always lived a life of luxury and had never seen locusts, let alone controlled them.
Shen Jing'an quickly searched his memory, and suddenly, an idea came to him. He said, "Your Majesty, I think we can send people to spread herbs to kill the locusts."
"The herbs are poisonous. What will happen to the food after they are sprinkled?" Emperor Qianwu asked again.
Shen Jingan swallowed his saliva: "Yes...you can eat locusts first. Locusts are edible. If there are a large number of them, they can be a delicacy."
As soon as Shen Jingan said this, the court officials began to discuss in low voices.
Emperor Qianwu was so angry that he stood up and said, "What a bunch of good-for-nothings! All of you take a good look at me and see what kind of person this top scholar who has been selected through so many rounds of selection is!"
Wang Xiao, who had just returned to Beijing to report on his work, saw this and couldn't help but say, "Brother Shen, locusts are only non-toxic when they are green. Once they become a disaster, they will turn yellow. When they are yellow, the locusts contain toxins and cannot be eaten. Don't you know that?"
Upon hearing this, Master Wang nodded with satisfaction.
Yes, after a few months of training, there has been progress. He does not ask for fame or success for his son, as long as his son can really do something practical, he will be satisfied.
Last night he had a conversation with Wang Xiao and his son. Wang Xiao was quite indignant when he learned about this. Now, he is repaying Shen Shuyi for his advice.
"Yeah, how could this top scholar not even know this? Could it be that he read too many books and became a nerd?"
For a while, the court officials were discussing the matter constantly.
Shen Jingan collapsed on the ground, distracted.
How could this be?
Why is this happening?
Why treat him like this on the most dazzling day of his life?
Until this moment, Shen Jingan finally realized clearly that the most glorious and wonderful moment of his life happened just a cup of tea ago.
From this point on, he will fall rapidly until there is no return.
"Shen Jing'an, why don't you tell the truth? Where did the policy paper you wrote come from?" Emperor Qianwu asked in a deep voice, furious.
Shen Jing'an still insisted: "Your Majesty... I am indeed the Prince Mingde! These policy papers were really written by me!"
"It just so happens that I have carefully prepared for these topics. It's really just luck..."
"Come here, drag him away and sentence him to death by slicing! When he confesses, drag him back!"
Emperor Qianwu spoke angrily, and Shen Jing'an collapsed to the ground. When the guards picked him up, his pants were already wet.
Shen Jingchuan was even more terrified and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, please have mercy! This evil boy is stupid and has evil intentions. He deserves to die! I only ask Your Majesty to have mercy and give him a chance to atone for his sins!"
Shen Jingan's mind went blank and his whole body went limp.
Unfortunately, Emperor Qianwu had no relationship with him and was fooled by him in the hall, so naturally he would not show any mercy.
"Evil son! You might as well confess the truth!" Shen Jingchuan scolded angrily, his eyes bloodshot.
He never imagined that his son, whom he thought brought honor to the family, would actually implicate the entire Shen family.
If your majesty's wrath cannot be quelled, I'm afraid the entire Shen family will have a hard time ending well.
Shen Jingan came back to his senses, tears streaming down his face: "I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"
"I...I stole my brother Shen Shuhan's policy paper...I thought that he was disabled and his talent was wasted, so...so I had evil thoughts."
Shen Jingan knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.
He couldn't understand why so many people had prepared answers, but he was the only one so unlucky.
As expected, Shen Shuhan was specifically designed to ward off evil!
"You are so bold! You even dare to plagiarize other people's articles during the imperial examination!" Prime Minister Qin shouted angrily.
"I know my crime! I know my crime! I won't dare to do it again!"
Shen Jing'an was already terrified at this moment. After all, when had he ever experienced such a scene?
If he was not dominated by fear, he would definitely bite Shen Shuhan, or at least drag him down with him.
But now, he can no longer think, and is almost left with only instinct.
After all, the word "Lingchi" is really frightening.
Emperor Qianwu asked again: "The imperial examination questions have always been kept strictly guarded and carefully selected. How do you know the questions?"