frightfiction Chapter 337 Ying Wuyou's PUA
Chapter 337 Ying Wuyou's PUA
Just then, Ying Wuyou, who had been silent all along, suddenly broke the deadlock. She slowly spoke, "I think I mentioned before that when grading papers, we can first remove the highest and lowest scores, and then take the average score from the remaining scores." As soon as Ying Wuyou finished speaking, the previously noisy scene fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.
The first to recover was Lord Zhang. He quickly bowed respectfully to Ying Wuyou and said urgently, "Your Highness, your suggestion is certainly good, but if we really follow this method, then each paper will need to be graded by multiple people! In this way, the grading speed will inevitably be greatly reduced, which is too slow. At this rate, I'm afraid that after half a month, we might not even be able to finish grading half of the papers."
After listening to Lord Zhang's words, Ying Wuyou frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. After a moment, she spoke, "Hmm... what you said makes sense. In that case, let's omit the step of removing the highest and lowest scores. Let's change it to three people per group and just take the average score. This way, we can ensure a certain degree of fairness without affecting the efficiency of grading too much. What do you think?"
Hearing Ying Wuyou's words, everyone present nodded in agreement, like chickens pecking at rice, expressing their deep agreement with her. Ying Wuyou then asked, "So, how is the grading work progressing now?" Upon hearing this question, someone quickly stepped forward to reply, informing her that half of the papers had already been graded.
However, when Ying Wuyou learned of this situation, her previously relaxed brows suddenly furrowed tightly, and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on her face. She raised her voice slightly and pressed on, "Since there are already standard answers available for reference, the grading of the rest of the papers, apart from those that require careful analysis, should be progressing quickly! Why is it so slow?"
Just then, the elderly Lord Liu stepped out from the crowd. He respectfully bowed to Ying Wuyou and then slowly replied, “Your Highness, please calm your anger and allow me to explain. Although there are indeed standard answers as a basis, the answers given by the many candidates in this examination varied greatly. Some answers seemed correct but were actually ambiguous and dubious, requiring us examiners to carefully scrutinize and select them word by word. In addition, some candidates' handwriting was so illegible that it was almost impossible to read, even dazzling to the eye. This undoubtedly increased the difficulty and time cost of our grading, thus slowing down the overall process. I hope Your Highness will understand.” After speaking, Lord Liu bowed again, his attitude extremely humble and sincere.
Upon hearing this, Ying Wuyou's already slightly furrowed brows furrowed even more deeply, like two deep ravines etched on her fair forehead. After a moment's thought, she slowly said, "Everyone, calligraphy is an important part of answering the questions. If some people's handwriting is illegible or unclear, then it can be directly considered as an incorrect answer. However, you must not be tempted to make hasty judgments without even glancing at the paper. After each paper is graded, a special person must be assigned to carefully check it again. Do not be afraid of these tedious matters; everyone knows that the imperial examination is a major national event, concerning the future and destiny of every student."
Ying Wuyou then looked at everyone and said, "You are all pillars of the nation. Imagine what it will be like in the future. When that time comes, these students will be your disciples. Who will not be grateful to you? Who will not respect you with the utmost deference? All the hardships you are enduring now will become valuable assets for you to boast about to others, and will transform into unparalleled glory that will make you feel deeply proud!"
As Ying Wuyou's impassioned words faded, everyone present felt their blood boil, as if injected with a powerful force, instantly invigorated. Even though they had been confined to this courtyard for so many days, unable to step outside; without beautiful wives by their side, or gentle concubines to serve them; and everyone was exhausted, spinning like tops all day, their feet barely stopping, their resentment building up like a volcano. Yet, after Ying Wuyou's renewed encouragement and inspiration, they felt reborn, filled with boundless energy.
Ying Wuyou stood in front of the examiners and continued to use her PUA (Personal Manipulation) techniques.
Although these examiners were all seasoned veterans of the political arena, it would have been almost impossible for Ying Wuyou to have them so energized with just a few words. However, the reality was not so simple.
The Qin Dynasty always valued military prowess over civil administration. Although these officials were highly respected, their only notable achievement in the Qin court was their involvement in compiling the *Lüshi Chunqiu*. This feeling of unfulfilled potential lingered in their hearts for a long time, leaving them depressed and frustrated.
At this very moment, the emergence of the imperial examination system undoubtedly brought them a glimmer of hope. As the first setters and graders of the exams, they knew that this opportunity was once in a lifetime. In the future, when people look back on this history, their names will surely be engraved in their memory and remembered for generations. They were naturally as clear as a mirror to this fact.
Therefore, although they had worked tirelessly day and night to prepare for the imperial examinations, everyone knew in their hearts that all their efforts would eventually be rewarded. Ying Wuyou's words, rather than successfully persuading them, were more accurately a perfect expression of the desires and expectations hidden deep within their hearts.
Ying Wuyou gave a few more instructions to everyone before slowly turning around and leaving. At this moment, the sky outside was gradually darkening, as if a huge ink painting was slowly unfolding.
The setting sun, high in the sky, was like a shy maiden, slowly hiding behind the western mountains. Its afterglow, like pieces of golden silk, gently sprinkled across the earth, draping everything in a dreamlike red veil. The entire sky was dyed a dazzling red, like a blazing flame, magnificent and beautiful.
Looking at the enchanting scenery before her, Ying Wuyou couldn't help but feel a pang of regret: "Ah, if only I had a cell phone or a camera right now! I could have captured this breathtaking view forever." As she thought this, she shook her head helplessly, got into her carriage, and rode away.