Chapter 155 This is so

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 155 This is so

After the palace exam, Xia Yuan felt a little relaxed all over his body. This feeling was much easier than taking the college entrance examination in his previous life.

After the college entrance examination that year, he was still worried about whether he could get into college and whether he could get into the first university?

Can you find a good job after leaving society? He didn't think so far-reachingly about this. Instead, he felt that as long as he went to a better university, he would be a talent. In the future, he would become a hot commodity after leaving society, and countless companies were rushing to hire him.

Until he suffered from the society's beating, ate countless big pie drawn by his boss, and carried the countless blessings given by his boss.

Only then did I realize how naive my original thoughts were.

After the palace examination, there is no need to have these concerns at all. No matter how well the exam is, they are all officials. According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, if they are the Three-Ding Jia or the Two-A-League, they will be admitted to the Hanlin Academy, and the most time they are also a Shujishi.

As for the rankings, they basically go to various yamen to observe politics, accumulate experience in the politics, and then either release them as an official or become a capital official and climb up step by step.

Of course, whether you are entering the Hanlin Academy, exile, or becoming a Beijing official, you basically rely on your qualifications to be promoted. China has had unspoken rules on seniority since ancient times, which is particularly serious in feudal society.

After leaving Chengtian Gate with more than 200 tribute students, it was equivalent to leaving the scope of the imperial city.

All the tribute students walked forward silently for a while. When they really arrived at the capital street, the atmosphere suddenly became lively and noisy, and then they began to call on friends.

Some people are discussing how to answer the question, while others are discussing where to eat and drink.

Li Tingxiang came over and asked in his fluent Zhongyuan dialect: "Brother Xia, how did you answer your plan?"

Xia Yuan turned his head and looked at him, and asked back, "How did you answer?"

"My foolish brother doesn't know how to govern the vassals, nor does he know why the Li tribe wants to rebel, so he just starts his discussion with the way of a saint."

Li Tingxiang was not ambiguous at all, and described his writing ideas and arguments. Xia Yuan understood it, and the boy wrote another article about the eight-legged article.

It seems a bit inappropriate to say that it is a eight-legged essay. It should be said that he is talking about these things from a macro perspective, without analyzing them one by one, nor does he discuss things directly with the words of the saint.

For example, when the Li people rebelled, he directly quoted the contents of the Four Books and Five Classics, and talked about how Confucius, Mencius, Cheng and Zhu viewed the rebellion of the people, and then extended it to the aspects of how to govern the country.

As for how to govern the barbarians later, we directly start from the three aspects of political order governance, punishment deterrence, and moral education. We quote the classics and endorse the sages, and then endorse them with the words of the sages. Finally, we summarize them. As long as these three aspects are done in place, we can manage them.

This is not what Li Tingxiang wrote like this. At least Xia Yuan listened to the noisy conversation around him, and it seemed that everyone wrote it with this idea.

After all, we are scholars. When we study behind closed doors every day, everything we do is just for the imperial examinations and just for the title of the gold medal. How can we pay attention to these things?

When encountering such a problem, you can only talk about it. At first glance, it makes sense, but when you look closely, it makes sense and it makes sense, but it makes sense, it is just correct.

It’s like the emperor’s policy-making question about how to cross a river.

What this group of people wrote about building bridges. It makes sense and absolutely correct for building bridges. Some people wrote about building a boat to row over them. This is also absolutely correct and reasonable for building a boat.

But they didn't write about how to build the bridge or how to build the ship.

You ask how to repair this bridge and how to build this ship?

Sorry, no.

If I were the emperor, I would probably be angry to death when I saw this kind of thing, and I felt like I was playing with it.

But then again, if you don’t know the joy of fish, you might just like this kind of high theory.

"Brother Xia, how did you write it?"

"I am different from what you wrote. You are writing about building a bridge across the river. I am writing about how to build this bridge."

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In the bedroom, Zhu Youting was lying on the couch with his stiff body, his back exposed, and a medicine patch on his neck. Queen Zhang was sitting next to him and kneading his shoulders with his hands.

I sat down for a whole day today, and I just passed the diagnosis and treatment of the imperial doctors. I said that this was because of sitting for a long time and the lack of qi and blood, and it was caused by the meridians. It was also a medicine application and a massage. Zhu Youzhang felt more comfortable.

He sighed comfortably, half-closed his eyes and sighed: "I'm so old. I've just sat for a long time and became like this. I think of when I was young."

Then he boasted, recalling how good he was in his health when he was young, which made Queen Zhang’s face full of anger, and he couldn’t help but blame and resentment: “I know that I am old and I have to hold on there for a whole day. I don’t know that I will go back to the palace to rest quickly. At that time, the late emperor would have been like your Majesty, for a whole day?

Once, the late emperor didn't show his face and went back to the palace to rest. Sometimes he didn't even show this face, but just asked a eunuch to put the question on it."

"You don't know, follow the rules of this palace examination."

"I don't believe it. No matter how big the rules of this palace examination are, can it be better than the emperor?"

Zhu Youtuo choked a little after being robbed by Queen Zhang and could only say helplessly:

"The rules of this palace examination are naturally not as good as those of the emperor. But I feel that sitting like this can teach the tribute students that I value them. In this way, they can have more loyalty to the emperor and serve the country after they become officials."

If it weren't for this idea, Emperor Hongzhi wouldn't have sat in front of the Palace of Supreme Harmony for a day.

After all, this presidency of the palace examination is definitely a disaster. According to the rules and etiquette, when the emperor presides over the palace examination, he does not simply sit there. He must sit upright so that he can show the emperor's majesty.

Sitting upright in front of the hall, looking up high above everyone under the imperial steps, it looks really eminent, but in fact it tastes bad, so it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the four words "like" of pins and needles".

So the rest of the emperors would take a break. Some emperors would leave after showing their faces, and some even didn't even show their faces, so they just found a eunuch to help the presidency.

In order to show his importance to these tribute students, Zhu Youting will never leave until the palace examination is over. After the palace examination every three years, no matter which time is the back pain.

But this time it is much more serious.

"What's more, today is different from the past. I can still be lazy in the palace examination and take a breath. But today it seems that the tribute students below have discovered it. I have to sit upright for a whole day, so I became like this."

Queen Zhang didn't believe it at all and asked with a smile: "I really want to know which tribute student has such bright eyes. Sitting under the imperial stairs, at least a hundred feet away, can you see the emperor in front of the palace arching his waist and be lazy?"

"It's the Master Xia that the prince worshiped last year."

"But Zhao'er was yelling to learn divine skills?" Queen Zhang thought about it for a moment and became impressed, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "He is still a tribute student?"

"It's not only a tribute student, but also a Huiyuan for the current exam."

"It's so great?"

"It's amazing. When this palace trial policy is done, I can eat and live a lot."
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