Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh: begging the son to accept me
Mingyu was stunned for a moment and turned around to look at Boss Xue. Boss Xue gave him an encouraging look. Mingyu then said:
"I first went to a private school and started to learn to read with my husband. I always felt that I came to study for my brother. Only by studying can we have a good life and not go hungry. But later I met my son and experienced disaster relief in Qingping County, as well as Lord Liu's imprisonment.
I was confused for a long time, and for a moment, just like the young master just asked me, I also asked myself countless times why I wanted to take the imperial examination. Now I think I have the answer, and I want to become a good official like Lord Liu Renli and Lord Zhang Fuling.
Do everything to benefit the people, so that many poor children like me can live a better life, have books, food, food, clothing, and no need to sell their children for a bit of food, nor will they be cheated of money just because they are ignorant of their children. That’s all!”
Zhou Heng nodded. This boy thought deeply. Only after experiencing it can you know the suffering of the people. This is also why Zhou Heng supported Mingyu to take the scientific examination.
The people who can read and read in the country of Daliang have a relatively wealthy family background, after all, the cost of studying is still very high.
Therefore, it is a fantasy for poor people to read and write.
If there were more people like Mingyu and fewer children of aristocratic families in the officialdom, many problems would not need to be governed. After all, they had no foundation and no in-laws to maintain, and they would go further.
"That's right. Regarding policy theory, I don't think you need to learn how others write, but you have to be familiar with the question-makers. What are the intentions of these questions asked by these people? If you hit the nail on the head in policy theory, it will be more touching than these gorgeous articles made up of rhetoric.
For example, the Tatars did not invade Datong last year, but turned to Shaanxi. What is the reason? Is it necessary to increase troops in Shaanxi or reduce the troops in Datong?
Furthermore, snow disasters in the surrounding areas of Liaobei and Hebei cause spring floods. How should we control this? There are also locust plagues in the two lakes. Although they were treated last year, refugees could be everywhere, and nine out of ten villages were empty. How to resettle victims and let the victims return home quickly? Should we give money or what measures should we take?"
Mingyu was stunned. He had read so many strategies and seemed to have some ideas. After listening to Zhou Heng’s words for a while, he didn’t know how to answer.
But if you think about it carefully, what Zhou Heng said was the deepest demands in policy discussions over the years, that is, through some existing actual situations, candidates can put forward their own opinions, sort them out, and then make governance proposals.
As for the candidates over the years, even in the third-tier papers, they have split the problems and broken them up, analyzed the root causes of these factors, criticized some decision-making mistakes, or how to advocate the people from a Confucian perspective.
He did not delve into the real solutions to these practical things at all, and the examiner even admired these gorgeous articles, quoted classics to prove how their factions had thoughts. Those people continued Confucianism, Confucius and Mencius' ways, and completely imaginary words.
Mingyu was silent for a while, Boss Xue was a little anxious and raised his leg and kicked Mingyu.
"Stupid brat, why don't you talk? The young master has a lot of time to look at you in a daze?"
Mingyu quickly bowed to Zhou Heng, with a hint of admiration and respect on his face.
"Young Master's words made Mingyu suddenly realize that it was not right. You should call Master. Please accept me!"
Zhou Heng shook his body. What he said before was right, why did he feel a little chill after hearing it?
"I didn't agree to it when I got up and talked, but we have a word first. If there is no name on the list, don't call me Master, I can't afford to lose anyone."
Mingyu pursed his lips and nodded, "What Master taught me is that if you fail the exam, you are really not worthy of calling you Master, but how should you discuss this fact?"
Zhou Heng was too lazy to correct it, so he took a sip of tea and signaled Mingyu to sit down. He still needed to look up while standing, so he was so tired.
"If we don't comment on others, we just look at the policy theory itself. If you just tell the essence of the policy theory topic and then attach the governance methods, I dare to guarantee that this policy theory will definitely not be favored by the adults who have reviewed the papers, so there is no chance of being seen by the chief examiner."
Mingyu frowned and was a little confused for a moment. According to what Zhou Heng said, you should not be glamorous in the world. Isn’t it enough to write down the crux of the facts?
Seeing Mingyu's puzzled look, Zhou Heng smiled and continued:
"It's like seeing a doctor. If a person gets seriously ill, the kind that cannot be cured, if you can come up, just tell him that you have one year left to do whatever you want?"
Mingyu shook his head, "This is definitely not possible. If you say so, wouldn't that person be defeated by his own spirit and have no confidence in treatment at all, and may not be able to achieve this year..."
At the end, Mingyu stopped and blinked at Zhou Heng.
"Master means that writing a policy is like treating patients, and you must set hope for patients, and then tell them the treatment methods of the disease, so as to get the greatest cooperation?"
Zhou Heng nodded with relief, "You can consider the problem from the perspective of a doctor. What is the difference between a country and a sick patient? The problems here and there are not just thinking that a person gets sick. If minor illnesses and disasters are not well treated, the impact may be one state, one province, or even the entire Daliang Kingdom.
Of course, while talking about the problem, you must think of a solution and also state the consequences of several solutions to prove your judgment. This is more convincing and is much more meaningful than what you say about Confucius and Mencius.
However, criticizing current problems and making suggestions and politics requires a degree. As for control, it depends on your writing style. Although we do not advocate gorgeous rhetoric, we must also have some knowledge so that people can’t make mistakes and stand out, they will naturally be appreciated by the chief examiner and various departments.”
Mingyu had no initial confusion at this moment, and nodded vigorously, stood up and clasped his fists at Zhou Heng.
"Thank you, Master, for answering your questions. Mingyu already knows how to answer."
Zhou Heng smiled with relief. This kid is a smart guy. As long as he is not too pedantic, he will naturally stand out. He is not worried about this.
"That's good. Don't read books so hard that they have their meaning. However, we should not be out of line with the rules that should be followed. Only in this way can we live up to your hard study for many years."
"Mingyu understands it. Now he will study the policy when he goes back. After that, he has something to do. He is here to ask the teacher."
Zhou Heng waved his hand, Mingyu bowed and left, looking at Boss Xue with a silly smile on his face, Zhou Heng coughed.
"You have no indication when you recognize the master like this?"
Boss Xue widened his eyes and glanced at the direction where Mingyu left.
"What does it mean?"
Zhou Heng looked up and down at Boss Xue. This guy always pretended to be stupid. In fact, he was smart. I don’t know why. Anyway, as long as he mentioned spending money, this guy started to pretend to be stupid.
I thought about it and then let it go. It was myself who was serious about him.
"Forget it, you don't have to pretend to be stupid with me. They should go to Huichuntang. You go to drive the bus and take me to Huichuntang first. I don't know what happened to Miss Zhang. Then you go to the prince's mansion and take the prince to Huichuntang."
Seeing Zhou Heng's serious look, Boss Xue hurried over.
"Please pick up the prince to Huichun Hall? Why is this?"
Zhou Heng sighed and glanced at the roof, looking a little lonely on his face. You must know that the ten ingots of gold were a huge sum of money.
Thinking about it now, I really feel a little regretful, but Su Xiaoxiao's request still needs to be fulfilled, otherwise this girl is not a fuel-saving lamp, so she might be able to promote anything.
"You tell the prince that Miss Su Wu discovered what it was when Datong brought back. I want to take care of Miss Zhang. I should ask the prince to accompany Miss Su Wu to Beishan, or a sparsely populated place, to try that thing, otherwise this matter would probably be exposed."
Boss Xue shivered. For some reason, as soon as he heard the four words "Miss Su Wu", he felt a chill from the back of his neck.
"Okay, the carriage has been set up long ago. Let's go and send you to Huichuntang first. Then I will go to the prince's mansion. I see that I'll talk to the prince first, otherwise it's possible to leave according to his temper."
Chapter completed!