Chapter 609: The Recruitment of the Failed Candidates

Li Er pointed a trembling finger at the carriage firms lining the entire street.

"Are they waiting to hire the candidates who failed the examination?"

Li Er could not help but tremble.

The shock he had received today was not small.

He truly did not wish for Great Qin to be able to solve every problem so perfectly!

The Great Qin Imperial Examination.

Out of 15,000 people, only 300 were admitted.

Li Er had originally thought that the remaining nearly 15,000 failed candidates would return to their hometowns in low spirits.

When others are frustrated, that is when he is triumphant.

Who told those Great Tang scholars from humble backgrounds to travel ten thousand miles to Chang'an to take the exam?

They deserved it!

However, the carriage firms along the whole street were all hiring.

One didn't need to think to know that many of them would never go back!

If they were to go back, it would only be to fetch their families to come to Chang'an to enjoy a good life.

Qin Mu then smiled and nodded.

"Correct! These vacant positions are all reserved for the failed candidates. It's not just the carriage firms and the escort agencies; almost all the shops in the West Market are hiring."

All hiring?

Li Er almost jumped up.

Is it that terrifying?

Fang Xuanling frowned and said.

"15,000 failed candidates—even if all these shops are hiring, they couldn't absorb them all, could they?"

Qin Mu held up a finger and shook it at them.

"Your perspective is too narrow; you cannot see the full picture!

My Great Qin is not only developing the Central Plains and the northern border, but the road transport networks in Yizhou, the Hexi Corridor, the Western Regions, Tuyuhun, and Tibet have all been built, and commercial exchanges will become increasingly close.

Just the horses for pulling carriages alone were sold in one go—one hundred thousand of them.

Take a guess, how many people will be needed for all these various positions?"

Hiss!

Li Er and Fang Xuanling both gasped in unison.

It was indeed their perspective that was too narrow, with their eyes fixed only on the small area of Chang'an.

According to Qin Mu's layout, these failed candidates were meant to serve the entire Great Qin.

A mere 15,000 people was far from enough!

Li Er felt his heart thumping, beating somewhat uncomfortably.

Great Qin was like a giant vortex for talent; no matter how much talent came, it was never enough to fill it.

How laughable, how laughable!

He had originally worried about those few thousand scholars from humble backgrounds, feeling that so many people could never be settled. If he had known earlier that it could be done this way...

He would not have ended up in this current predicament because of the imperial examination fraud!

"Qin... Your Majesty of Great Qin, how do you come up with these ideas? Why is your thinking so different from ordinary people?"

Different from ordinary people?

Qin Mu smiled.

Actually, it wasn't really different from ordinary people; it was just over a thousand years ahead of the concepts of this era.

Of course, being over a thousand years ahead made him look like a brilliant genius!

"Minister Fang, Old Li, Great Qin is in urgent need of talent; why don't you two consider it as well?"

If Li Er didn't still have to be the Emperor of Great Tang, he would have wanted to agree immediately.

These magical ideas of Qin Mu's fascinated him.

He had always thought that if he could learn a little more, he would be able to possess the ability to contend with Qin Mu.

But, there is no end to learning!

No matter how much he learned, Qin Mu would always have new ideas popping up.

This made Li Er feel very desperate.

Could it be that he truly had no chance to surpass Qin Mu?

Just at this moment.

In the West Market ahead, a large crowd had suddenly gathered; it seemed something had happened.

Qin Mu, Li Er, and Fang Xuanling strolled toward the gathered crowd.

So it turned out that Great Qin could also have such street disputes.

At last, they had seen an imperfect spot.

Pushing through the crowd, they saw the situation inside: it was actually the Japanese mission!

A few little dwarves were speaking in broken Han Chinese, complaining to the bystanders.

"We only hired a few carriages, and we are being mocked. Think about it, if you went to the Land of Giants and were mocked by giants, wouldn't you feel terrible?"

Hahaha...

A burst of laughter erupted from the surroundings.

They didn't see anyone feeling terrible; they only saw that everyone was laughing quite happily.

It wasn't that they didn't respect the Japanese; it was just that they were too funny!

Standing beside the carriage, they weren't even as tall as the carriage wheels.

The Japanese continued to complain.

"You Qin people are so impolite. We only asked the carriage driver to change the wheels to smaller ones, and we were met with a rude refusal!"

Hahaha...

The onlookers laughed even more happily.

Someone had already started to rebuke those Japanese.

"You Japanese are the ones who are impolite. The man is driving the carriage to transport goods; why should he change to small wheels? Why is doing business with you so troublesome?" Seeing this nonsense, Qin Mu immediately lost interest.

If the Japanese were impolite, letting the commoners teach them a lesson was enough.

For the sake of their twisted self-esteem, they actually demanded the carriages change to small wheels?

They were sick in the head!

Just as Qin Mu was about to turn and leave, a sudden change occurred.

Several Japanese, out of shame and anger, actually drew the knives they had just bought and made a move to slash at the surrounding crowd!

They were truly courting death!

Just as Qin Mu was about to act, he saw that several people had already jumped out.

Chang'an had many wandering knights.

There were no shortage of people who walked the streets carrying swords.

Seeing the Japanese draw their knives, several people went up, knocked them to the ground, and confiscated their weapons.

At this time, the leader of the Japanese mission, Ono no Imoko, saw Qin Mu in the crowd.

He suddenly shouted.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, you cannot treat foreign envoys like this! Quickly tell your men to let us go!"

A shout of "Your Majesty the Emperor."

The commoners on the street were all shocked.

The bustling crowd suddenly, with a rustle, all knelt down.

The originally noisy street suddenly went quiet.

The commoners of Chang'an had not yet seen the Great Qin Emperor. Today, having the fortune to catch a glimpse of the imperial countenance, they were extremely excited.

Qin Mu had long since lost patience with this fool, Ono no Imoko.

"Ono, the sixty strokes from last time—have your wounds healed so quickly that you're running around everywhere?"

"You few knights, give these Japanese sixty strokes each. Let them have no more energy to come out and cause trouble!" Ono no Imoko screamed in terror.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, you cannot do this! We are envoys of the Great Japanese Empire! Doing this will destroy the friendship between our two countries!" Qin Mu snorted coldly.