Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, if you want to be a superior person, you must go on a career. If you want to enter the officialdom, you must pass the imperial examination. The imperial examination only tests the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, and only take the eight-part writing. All scholars' vision is locked on those books, and they spend their hard work, just for the slim opportunity to pass the examination, they will be fully covered in white hair.

Like Fan Jin, being able to pass the imperial examination is considered a great luck. With one step ahead, many people can't even pass the exam for scholars, and they can only waste their whole life.

Of course, those who came out of the imperial examination were definitely not fools. After being cruelly eliminated, all those who were left behind were talented people. Yu Qian, Yang Tinghe, Xu Jie, Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng... countless famous officials all came out of the imperial examination.

Those who succeed in the imperial examination are often extremely smart people, but the narrow assessment standards cannot allow all smart people to be admitted. The terrible waste of talents is the biggest drawback of the imperial examination system!

"Mr. Song, I heard that you have written a lot, and basically they were during the reign of the teaching edict."

"Oh, I'm ashamed to say that I was promoted, but I was confused and plagued by mundane things and had no time."

"Mr. Song, please ask, what would you think if you kept studying and writing books?"

Song Yingxing's face showed a painful expression, his facial features were twisted together, and he sighed: "Mr. Wu, there is only a confused county magistrate in the world when Song became an official. It would be better to really put his skills into writing books. Now Song's temples are gray, and I don't know if he can make "The Creation of Things in Heaven" well, but it's a pity!"

Wu Kaijie said with great emotion: "Mr. Song, the imperial examination career is certainly a way to make a name for himself. But people have hundreds of temperaments and thousands of talents. Three hundred and sixty industries have top talents, and locking all the talents in the world on the road to imperial examinations. It is really unwise!"

Song Yingxing's body was shocked and he didn't say anything for a long time. Speaking of which, he really didn't like the officialdom, but do scholars nowadays have any other way out besides the officialdom? No one saw the things he was studying, and even he himself didn't know how to use them!

Fortunately, some people value it, and Song Yingxing also had the urge to die for his confidant!

"Mr. Wu, I understand the past without advice. I know the future is worth chasing. Song can only cherish the time before me!"

Wu Kaijie smiled and said, "Mr. Song, His Highness of the King of Liao has long been worried about wasting talents. Therefore, he established the Daming Academy of Sciences, which specializes in talented people from all walks of life, astronomy, calendar, agricultural and industrial craftsmanship, metallurgy, iron and military shipbuilding. As long as he reaches the top, he can enter the Academy of Sciences and become an academician."

"I have a Jinshi in the Ming Dynasty, and I haven't heard of an academician yet. Is there anything special about it?"

"Hahaha, all academicians are supported by the court. The research conducted is also provided by the court. In addition, all academicians in their identities are divided into levels according to their contribution level. Starting from the lowest seventh rank, those who contribute outstandingly can be on par with the prince and discuss matters together!" Wu Kaijie was interested in saying the emperor, but when he thought of Zhu Cilang, he swallowed it back to avoid trouble.

Why is an official attracted all scholars? It is because of the various privileges of officials. After hearing Wu Kaijie's introduction, the treatment of this academician is no worse than that of an official! Song Yingxing's heart is pounding. Isn't this what he thought for a long time in his dream? It turns out that there is really a time to realize it!

"Mr. Wu, aren't you telling a joke?" Song Yingxing asked with a hard saliva swallowing, "The so-called "working people control people and laboring people are controlled by others. What you said is nothing more than the saint's way. If they get such a loving love, where will the scholars in the world be?"

"Mr. Song, when you wrote "The Works of Heaven" and didn't you use your brain just by sweating?"

"Of course not, it's more troublesome than doing eight-legged articles."

"That's it! A technology can create new weapons and reverse the situation on the battlefield. Such an important thing is much more useful than the saint's subtle words and righteousness. The prince said that he would invite the adults to serve as the president of the Academy of Sciences, and his treatment was comparable to that of the chiefs of various departments. Let you give you funds and assist in research. I just hope that the teacher can achieve real results and don't let down the prince's enthusiasm!"

Song Yingxing was excited when he heard this and bowed his hands and said, "Please rest assured, Lord Wu, Song must do his best to do his best!"

Wu Kaijie was particularly proud of a big bull easily. He specifically ordered to take good care of Song Yingxing. According to grade, Song Yingxing was not qualified to ride in a spring carriage, and Wu Kaijie specially gave him a carriage.

Song Yingxing still wanted to refuse, but Wu Kaijie prepared a lot of craftsman manuals for him in the car, including the shortcomings of "The Art of Heavenly Works". Song Yingxing immediately became hungry and put all his energy into it.

He had wasted too much time in his career. Now that he is truly facing the career he likes, he has to regard one day as two days, forgetting to eat and sleep, and his heart is on it.

"It's sad, it's a pity! Song Yingxing was well-read, but he actually became arrogant and colluded with Gu Zhenhua's party. He was really a scum of scholars. What's the difference between it and the rebel party who followed Wei Yin back then!" Fan Keqin said with heartache.

Yu Suiran also nodded and said, "Sir Zongxian, I have found Song Yingxing, hoping to make him lose his way. But who knew that he was determined to resign. He heard that he would resign and become the president of the Academy of Sciences. It was ridiculous!"

Fan Keqin sneered: "Don't worry about him. If you want to say that it is really absurd, Gu Zhenhua actually created a special official system, which is the general and second-level, and vulgar. Where is he going to establish the Six Ministry? Since the Zhou Dushi system, how have he changed it in all dynasties? He was so unique that he had ulterior motives."

"Master General Zhengxian, Gu Zhenhua and his subordinates have many slanderous words about the saints' education. They are simply crazy. Rabies bark on the sun, and there is no king or father. Such treacherous ministers have never been seen in an age. They must be eliminated in one fell swoop, so that they will not harm the world and destroy the Taoist tradition."

"Mr. Yu said it very well, but Gu Zhenhua's roots are deep, his minions are sharp, and his rash attack will inevitably repeat the old things of Donglin, Ma Shiying and others. We must slowly plan. It is a good time to be powered. As long as you plan well, you will not be worried about defeat!"

Yu Suiran hurriedly bowed and said, "Dare not only obeying the rules!"

...

After half a month of traveling from Xuzhou, the little emperor and his party finally arrived in Kaifeng. Gu Zhenhua led all civil and military officials and the military and civilians of Kaifeng to twenty miles outside the city to greet him.

The huge team was blocking the road, with drums and music roaring and flags waving. Every ten steps there was a guard wearing a mighty bear-skin hat, holding a musket in his hand, and a sharp bayonet.

In addition to the Guards, there were also patrols of winged cavalry. They were covered in breastplates, with wings on their backs, shining brightly, and suddenly they looked like divine weapons.

Zhu Cilang couldn't help but stretched his neck from the carriage and looked carefully.

"Okay, this is my strong army in the Ming Dynasty, it's so great!"

Dai Ying couldn't help but slap: "Your Majesty, the King of Liao is a great soldier. Now he sees it, he is really well-known. With such a strong soldier, why worry about the Ming Dynasty's inability to revive, so he can't recover!"

Not only these monarch and ministers, but also among the soldiers of the Beijing camp who were accompanying him, some of them had their eyes wide open and saliva was drooling.

A young man with medium figure and very burly figure, wearing a chain mail, an eight-petal hat and helmet on his head, a sword hanging on his sword, and a large bow hanging on his body. He was full of energy and spirit. This is Zheng Sen, the son of Zheng Zhilong, the Duke of Yue, and Zheng Chenggong, the famous master of the country in later generations!

Since the four towns in Jiangbei and Zuo Liangyu were all finished, the Zheng family has become the only force in the Ming Dynasty that seemed to be able to compete with Gu Zhenhua and has been promoted in every way.

But Zheng Zhilong is self-aware. After all, he is a pirate, and he is a pirate who is strong and he will turn to wherever he is. An** is so powerful that he will never dare to offend him. Even if Gu Zhenhua opens the sea in a big way to seize maritime interests, Zheng Zhilong can only swallow his anger and collect some tolls.

Speaking of which, Zheng Sen was still dissatisfied. Is their Zheng family’s business for so many years still not as good as the only one!

After seeing this, Zheng Sen's confidence was hit without leaving any of it, only sincere admiration left!

Just as Zheng Sen was drooling, Gu Zhenhua and Huang Degong and Yan Yingyuan led all civil and military officials to greet the young emperor Zhu Cilang. When the young emperor saw Gu Zhenhua, he seemed particularly enthusiastic.

"King Liao, I am always thinking about the front, and the King of Liao suffered for the Ming Dynasty!"

At this time, Fan Keqin suddenly stood up and said, "Your Majesty, the King of Liao has worked hard and made great contributions, and everyone knows that now that Your Majesty is in charge of the army and the power of the army should be returned to the emperor. The King of Liao can rest for a while. I wonder what the King of Liao wants?"
Chapter completed!