Chapter 154： No. 154

Since this kick, Gu Yuanbai has started the three-point and one-line work of Shang Dynasty, (Shui Shui) sleep, and handling government affairs in the palace. His body is too delicate, and his minor injuries seem to have the visual effect of being seriously injured. Gu Yuanbai's ankle was swollen day by day, and half of his instep was rubbed open. He was already used to the pain, but the doctor's face became more frowning day by day.

The wound on the sage seemed too serious. When they rubbed their hands, they felt they were committing sins.

After more than ten days, the wound on the foot finally disappeared. In the past ten days, he had been ill with the prince and missed many early dynasties. At first, Gu Yuanbai only thought that he had caught the wind and cold. It was expected that he would go home in the rain under heavy rain.

But after a series of illnesses, Gu Yuanbai realized that something was wrong, and he sent someone to take the imperial doctor to the Prince's Mansion to let them see what was going on.

At this time, the spring breeze is picking up, and it's time to post the test results.

As the emperor, Gu Yuanbai naturally has the right to know in advance. The Book of Rites sent him the list and said with a smile: "The first name is the only son of Master Chu."

Gu Yuanbai nodded and looked down. After reading the top ten, he asked, "Where are the top three papers?"

The Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette handed the paper to Gu Yuanbai. Gu Yuanbai first checked the examination and approval of the examiners, and then went to see the policies of the three.

This year’s policy was drafted by Gu Yuanbai himself. One is to ask three questions about the agricultural and livelihood policy of the Daheng Dynasty, and the other is to ask about borders and mutual markets. It is easy to write a big topic, but it is not easy to write small and small details. thing.

One is to examine whether the candidates are down-to-earth in the foundation of the country, and the other is that Gu Yuanbai wants to see if their vision is short-sighted. If it is a pedantic bookworm, it is better not to hire.

People who agree with Gu Yuanbai’s views will be hired, and those with pedantic and inconsistent views will be discarded. In the long run, Gu Yuanbai’s ideas will be implemented more smoothly, and the fresh blood flowing into the court will also be with conservatives. In the confrontation, he completely became the loyal guardian of the emperor.

The imperial examination can also be said to be a process of tame intellectual thoughts and make their thoughts unified with the king to a certain extent.

This year’s examiner, Gu Yuan, points to the Minister of Real Administration, who likes to be down-to-earth in real administration. Therefore, in the final top three, the effort to write articles is not a beautiful article, but they have their own ideas and can fit Daheng. The national conditions are well written.

Gu Yuanbai looked carefully one by one, and couldn't help but smile when he saw the last one: "Well written!"

The Book of Etiquette was curious, and when he stepped forward, it turned out that it was written by the third student from Shandong.

Whether it is Chu Wei or Chang Yuyan, which ranks at the top of Shandong students, they are all good articles with fluent writing and profound meaning and hearty reading. This article is written unpretentiously, the words are concise and uninteresting, if not the content is really brilliant. , I'm afraid I won't be named third.

Looking at the saint now seriously, the book of rites can't help but lament the examiner's keenness and the luck of this student. Looking at the appearance of the saint, Mo Yue has thoroughly remembered this student.

Gu Yuanbai read this article back and forth several times, and finally looked up and remembered the name of the person who wrote such a delicate article.

Kong Yilin, Qingzhou Prefecture, Shandong.

*

The gate of the Gongyuan has been surrounded by people inside and outside.

When the soldiers walked out of the Gongyuan with the red paper, the people around there were clamoring and squeezing forward. The soldier said angrily: "Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze! Take a step back!"

A piece of red paper was posted. The scholars around here have long lost their usual demeanor. They clenched their hands and stared out from their eye sockets. The heart in the (胸xiong) cavity was beating for fear of missing it. One word.

"Hurry up, post a notice!"

"I've been shot!" An ecstatic voice soon sounded, "I've been shot!"

The restaurants and teahouses on both sides were also full of people. Some people listened to the excitement below, and they couldn’t help but stand by the railing and stretch their necks and look down. They were very anxious, but their necks were stretched out and they couldn’t be seen. A word on red paper.

The person who sent the young man down to look at the list (qiang qiang) calmed down, but his eyes were gone, and he swept down the stairs from time to time, and every second of time was torment.

On the day of the release of the list, the sentient beings were in various forms. Some were smiling and laughing, some were smiling and contented, some were desperate, looking at the red paper decadently, as if the whole person had lost the hope of alive.

The ecstatic person was full of spirits, and the scream of "hit!" aroused the envious (yanyan) eyes of others. As soon as it went up and down, a piece of red paper made many people crazy.

Originally, Chu Wei sat calmly in the teahouse sipping tea, but the sound of cheering and sobbing also obviously affected him. He frowned and glanced at the stairs without a trace.

His classmate shook his head and said, "Chu Wei, Chu Wei, I really didn't expect you to participate in the test."

Chu Wei withdrew his gaze, and gave an "um" not salty or indifferent.

There was a sudden rush of footsteps on the stairs on the second floor. Chu Wei couldn't help putting down his cup and looking back, only to see another young man standing up, with messy hair and joyful shouting: "You're hit! Up!"

Chu Wei's heart jumped a little faster, he stood up, ignored the teasing of his classmates, and stood at the window looking towards the gate of Gongyuan.

Many people there have dispersed, and most of the rest are people who can't believe that he is not on the list. Chu Wei's heart jumped and the corners of his lips straightened. Did he really fail the list?

After a flash of light, Chu Wei looked opposite, and in front of the restaurant window on the opposite side stood a romantic and suave son brother. The son brother also saw him, the smile on the corner of his mouth stiffened, and he nodded politely towards Chu Wei.

Chu Wei knew who this was, and he was Chang Yuyan's rival in the mouth of the big talker before the test.

Chang Yuyan is well-known, and has repeatedly produced excellent works of famous poetry. Looking at him now, he should have never known his place on the list.

Chu Wei also nodded faintly towards Chang Yuyan, and when he turned his eyes, he saw a person sitting at the table next to Chang Yuyan.

The man's hand stretched out the window, and he turned the jug loosely in his hand, as if the jug could fall from his hand (off tuo) to the ground in the next moment.

This person was extremely keen. The next moment he noticed Chu Wei's gaze. He looked towards this side with gloomy brows. Under this horrible glance, Chu Wei looked away without changing his (color), and he intuitively felt that this person was absolutely inexhaustible. Unkind.

"Master!"

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, Chu Wei shook, and immediately turned around. When he saw his little boy ecstatic on his face, his heart jumped quickly.

"It's the first name! Master, you won the first name! Huiyuan! It's Huiyuan!"

Everyone looked at Chu Wei, and the room was suddenly noisy.

The classmate was startled, he threw the tea bowl, excitedly stepped forward and patted Chu Wei, "Chu Zihu, Chu Zihu, you actually won Huiyuan!"

As if awakened by this sound, people in the whole room squeezed up towards Chu Wei and Hexi, with a layer of clever words, and the noisy ears could not tell who was talking.

Chu Wei took a deep breath, he recovered, and the corners of his lips were raised, full of spirits.

Xieyuan seven years ago, Huiyuan seven years later.

There is only one champion, will the sage give it to him?

*

After the meeting place was announced, several companies were happy and some were worried. But the Gongsheng on the list did not care about participating in various banquets, because five days later, they would enter the palace to participate in the palace examination.

To be able to face the holy face and hear the teachings of the holy, this matter is definitely the most important thing in life, no one dares to slack on it.

The people in the etiquette department are busy working overtime, they need to measure clothes and train the manners and etiquette of the students. The Daheng Dynasty did not have a cabinet, so the topic of the palace examination was pre-planned to the Zhengshitang. The Privy Council and the Zhengshitang are the two most efficient institutions in the entire Daheng administration. The examination results will be posted in the afternoon on the second day after the publication of the examination results. The pre-planned topic was handed over to Gu Yuanbai.

Gu Yuanbai chose a few questions from it, combined his own ideas, and after giving the questions to the Ministry of Rites, he, the emperor, would be fine.

Waiting for the examination, Gu Yuanbai summoned the ministers in the Zhengshitang and mentioned the memorial reform statute he was thinking about. The adults in the Zhengshitang pondered for a moment. One of them was Zhou. The lord said: "Sage, the ministers are still confused orally, why don't you try to write the "tables", "charts" and "templates" mentioned by the Lord on paper?"

"Why is it so troublesome?" Gu Yuanbai picked up his pen, "I'm here."

While moving his pen, Gu Yuanbai slowed down to explain the function of these three things. The table was square and square, with several horizontal and vertical rows. The content that was crowded together was clear and distinct. The chart is based on this to visualize the data. Gu Yuanbai drew three examples in succession, and wrote Arabic numerals, saying: "In charts and tables, the numbers involved are written in this way."

As for the memorials, the Chinese characters are still used, and this cannot be changed. Gu Yuanbai explained for half an hour, and combined theory and practice to draw a lot of tables and diagrams, trying to let the courtiers understand the role of the table. After they nodded, they simply wrote a classic template for the show. .

There are few words and clear organization. Although it looks a little uncomfortable, it is also a bit too cold and direct, but these ministers who are busy day and night in government affairs know how easy these things can be.

After the sage was finished, this piece of paper was passed back and forth by the courtiers. Gu Yuanbai asked, "How do you feel about it?"

As the leader of Gu Yuanbai’s rule of government affairs, the Zhengshitang all knew Gu Yuanbai’s thoughts. They nodded quickly, "Sacred, don’t worry. Although you are not used to learning this method, you will definitely save a lot of time when you get used to it. Wait for this method to be assigned."

"I will ask the Shinke Scholars to take this method with them when they go to local prefectures and counties," Gu Yuanbai nodded lightly. "After May, if you don’t use this method to write memorials in Fuzhou counties, the Zhengshitang will not allow it. If you look at it, you will be revoked. If the content of the memorial is upside down and ambiguous, and you do not change it twice, you will be dismissed immediately."

Everyone in the Zhengshitang looked (faced) grimly, and said, "Yes!"

Gu Yuanbai was relieved with satisfaction. He was still in a good mood at this time. The corners of his lips were slightly (hooked up), and his face was very happy. The chief guard accompanied him on a walk in the palace, and at the urging of his brothers, he suffocated a sentence, "Do you want to see Cuju?"

Gu Yuanbai was taken aback, turned his head to look at him, the handsome face of the chief guard was flushed, as if he had done something wrong, (exposed) an expression of anxiety and anxiety.

The guards at the rear lowered their heads, either their ears were red or their necks were red. Each of the tall and strong men looked like a squeamish little girl when facing him.

Gu Yuanbai was amused, "Do you want to kick me out?"

"..." The guard Changhong reached the root of his ears, "The ministers all love to play Cuju, and all of them are good players. If the saint is uncomfortable, the ministers can play a game to relieve the saint's boredom."

The saint didn't say good or bad, but looked around, and then he took a fancy to a tree flower. The sage stretched out his hand, holding his wide sleeves, his white wrists protruding out, his fingertips twisted the flower branch, and gently folded it, the red and pink tree flower was folded in his hand by the sage.

"Then use this flower as a prize," Shengshang twisted the flower with a smile, "Which team wins will be rewarded."

The chief guard glanced at the hand of the sage, although his face was still red, but his eyes were brightly written that he wanted to win. The desire to win aroused this group of guards. When they walked to the Cuju field, they had been divided into two. Team, each other's eyes are not eyes, noses are not noses, and no one is pleasing to the eyes.

Tian Fusheng took a white kerchief and wrapped the flower branch. He wanted to hold it by himself. Gu Yuanbai said, "I'm here."

Gu Yuanbai was stained with flower juice when he picked the flowers, and his hands were already dirty, so there was no need to pay attention to these. Tian Fusheng squeezed his throat distressedly and said, "Holy, I am afraid you are tired!"

Gu Yuanbai glanced at him lightly, and said with a smile, "Go away."