"This..." Fang Xiaoru hesitated, not thinking that his method would have such big disadvantages if he looked at it from another angle.
Yes, everyone has studied hard for ten years. If they don't even have a chance to participate in the Spring Festival, how can those students be willing to do so?
No wonder most of the students' attitude towards me in the past two days, although not completely reversed, is not as close as before. In the past, when students met him, they would call him "sir" kindly, but now, those students who were not allowed to participate in the spring festival were clearly walking on the opposite road and were about to bump into him, but they avoided him from a distance.
At first, Fang Xiaoru didn't pay attention, thinking that it would be fine if they improved their knowledge. But now it seems that these people may have prejudices against themselves and the academy. If it is not rescued immediately, I am afraid that the academy will be in big trouble. It is uncertain whether any students will be willing to study in the academy next year.
"But... if everyone participates, the academy will no longer have any advantage over the Imperial College." Fang Xiaoru thought everything through, looked calm, and still reminded Han Du.
"It's okay, let them go and see it." Han Du calmly said as if he was saying that the weather today is good, paused for a few breaths, and said: "Besides, although they are a little behind, they are not without a chance. When it comes to taking the imperial examination, you can still sharpen your skills before the battle."
Sharpening one's guns in battle?
Fang Xiaoru looked at Han Du with a surprised look on his face, and was extremely surprised by Han Du's fallacy. "Learning relies on accumulation over time, and there is no falsehood. If you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it. What's the use of sharpening a gun in front of the battle?"
In Fang Xiaoru's view, knowledge must not be adulterated in the slightest. If it is there, it is there, and if it is not, it is not. This is also the reason why he only allowed those thirty people to take the Spring Examination. In his eyes, only these people were sure to pass the exam. The rest would have been in vain, so they might as well not have gone.
But Han Du obviously didn't think so like Fang Xiaoru, "Of course knowledge requires accumulation over time, but whether you can pass the Jinshi examination does not entirely depend on knowledge."
"What are you talking about in your sleep? If you don't rely on knowledge to take the imperial examination, why do you rely on it?" Fang Xiaoru looked at Han Du impatiently. Although he had not passed the imperial examination, that was because his knowledge had long been recognized by Lao Zhu.
Since the emperor approved it, there was no need for Fang Xiaoru to take the imperial examination. But for ordinary people, if they want to be recognized by the court, they still need to prove themselves step by step through Chunwei.
After listening to Fang Xiaoru's question, Han Du showed no sign of impatience at all and explained: "The knowledge of taking the imperial examination is of course fundamental, but in addition to knowledge, there are also some skills that can be beneficial."
To put it bluntly, isn't the imperial examination also an examination? As long as it's an exam, you can't escape the question-filled tactic. How about three years of college entrance examination and five years of simulation to understand it? Han Du still didn't believe it. With Haidian's mother's tricks, couldn't he still come out on top in the imperial examination?
"What technique? Why don't I know?" Fang Xiaoru looked at Han Du doubtfully.
"That's right, I've never seen it before. What skills are involved in taking the imperial examination? If you really have the means, use it and let me see it..." Xue Xiang also drank tea and joined in the fun.
You guys are looking down on people... When Han Du saw the disbelief on their faces, he immediately knew that they must have thought that he was bragging.
Thinking about it, how could something like the imperial examination, which lasted for thousands of years and was regarded as a standard by scholars and emperors, change so easily because of Han Du's words?
Even if Lao Zhu wanted to select talents, he had to use the imperial examination to do it. At most, he would just change the rules for taking the examination.
Neither Xue Xiang nor Fang Xiaoru believed that Han Du had any skills that could be useful in a place like the imperial examination room where real swords and guns were used.
Seeing the expressions of the two of them, if I don't show my hand today, I won't be able to cure you...
Han Du took a sip of tea, slowly put down the cup, and said with a smile: "Sir, Brother Fang, you know that I also passed the Qiuwei exam, right?"
Although Fang Xiaoru knew that Han Du had the reputation of being elected, he had not come to the capital yet and did not know how Han Du was elected, so he did not talk to him.
However, Xue Xiang had heard about Han Du at first. After all, Han Du passed the examination at the age of eighteen, which made him stand out among the candidates.
Han Du was not yet eighteen years old at the time, but all of his classmates were middle-aged uncles, and some even had gray hair. How could Han Du not look dazzling when he stood among such a group of people in such a childish way?
"I heard that you won the election at a young age, but I have always thought you were talented. Is there any hidden secret in this?" Originally, it was extremely offending for someone like Xue Xiang to ask about other people's privacy. People things. However, he and Han Du have long been familiar with each other, and this was also proposed by Han Du himself, so Xue Xiang did not have too many scruples in order to satisfy his curiosity.
Han Du smiled and nodded, and said sincerely: "In terms of knowledge, I did have a bit of knowledge at the beginning, but I didn't reach the point where I could pass the exam. The reason why I was able to pass the exam in one fell swoop is because I discovered something."
Seeing the three people looking at him, Han Du did not say what he found.
Instead, he said to Fang Xiaoru: "We will gather those who can participate in the spring ceremony soon. I have something to say to them."
"Okay." Fang Xiaoru saw that Han Du didn't say it directly and couldn't ask more questions, so he nodded and agreed.
Xue Xiang felt a little regretful, but anyway, as long as Han Du wanted everyone to participate in the Spring Festival, sooner or later he would tell the students how to do it. Xue Xiang is not in a hurry, just wait and he will know when the time comes.
However, Han Jingyun felt itchy after hearing this, and couldn't help but go over and grab Han Du's arm and shake it, "Brother, what is the method that can have such a miraculous effect? Just tell me, okay? I promise not to tell anyone else."
Han Du listened to the girl's request and turned to look at the two people who were raising their ears toward him. Looking back at the girl, "Is this how you promise not to tell anyone?"
Han Du naturally did not tell the girl, but said: "You don't need to take the imperial examination, why are you anxious? You will know when the time comes."
Waiting slowly and not knowing how long it would take, Han Jingyun felt very itchy and naturally refused.
Pulling Han Du's arm, he said coquettishly: "Oh, brother, just tell me, tell me..."
Han Du was so tormented by the girl that he couldn't even hold the tea cup, so he quickly explained: "It's not that I won't tell you, but it's too troublesome to explain, so you might as well figure it out for yourself."
Hearing Han Du say that it would be troublesome to explain, Xue Xiang and Fang Xiaoru put their ears away, sat upright, and continued to drink their tea.
'This is Han Du's nature. He is too lazy to explain anything that is troublesome...'
This sentence came to both of their minds at the same time.
After lunch, Fang Xiaoru summoned all the students who were eligible to participate in the Spring Festival.
More than two hundred people crowded the whole room, and the expressions of the students in the room showed two completely different expressions.
One is a small group of thirty or so people, occupying the front and middle position of the room, sitting together and chatting with each other. They are discussing things that they have heard from hearsay and need to pay attention to when participating in the Spring Festival. During the conversation, they can't help but move towards the other group of people. Looking down, there was a condescending look on his face.
But none of the other two hundred people made a sound, just like clay statues. Their expressions were solemn, showing their inner frustration and loss at this moment.
Fortunately, this confrontation between excitement and frustration did not last long. As Han Du and others walked in one by one, all the students stood up and said hello in unison: "I have met you gentlemen."
Han Du stood in the middle and waved his hand to signal them to sit down.
The students sat down according to Han Du's instructions, but the waves in their hearts began to rise and fall.
What's going on today? Not only did all the gentlemen from the academy come, but even the Marquis of Zhenhai came? The oldest among these students has known Han Du for several years, and the youngest has known Han Du for more than half a year. There is no one who doesn't know what kind of temper Han Du is. If he doesn't come to the academy, he will never come.
Not only did they come here for the first time today, but it seemed that the Marquis of Zhenhai had something to say to them. This made all the students feel that something big had happened, and they couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate.
Han Du didn't say any nonsense like opening remarks. When he saw everyone sitting down, he said directly: "I have brought you here today because I have something to tell you."
When Han Du was a teacher in the academy, he never referred to his identity as Marquis of Zhenhai. He always addressed me directly.
Seeing all the students looking at him, Han Du smiled and said, "That's all of you, all going to participate in next year's Spring Festival."
Everyone joins the Spring Festival!
The thirty or so people who were originally qualified to participate did not react at all, but the other two hundred or so people suddenly looked at Han Du with wide eyes, unable to believe their ears. Some even reacted violently, and stood up from their chairs in excitement the moment Han Du finished speaking. Because of the force, the chair almost fell over. Otherwise, if there was someone behind him, the chair would have fallen to the ground.
"Sir, did you really ask everyone outside to attend the Spring Festival?" someone asked in disbelief.
Han Du smiled and nodded at him and said clearly: "Yes."
Not only did they not feel happy when they received Han Du's affirmative answer, but they became hesitant.
Originally, when Fang Xiaoru did not allow them to participate in the Spring Festival, they were disappointed, frustrated, and unconvinced. But now that Han Du agreed to let them participate, they began to worry about gains and losses again and became afraid.
"But......"
Before the student could finish his words, Han Du interrupted with a wave of his hand and said categorically: "There is no but, all of you must participate in the Spring Festival, no one is missing. If anyone dares not go, then leave the academy by yourself."
Leaving the academy is equivalent to being kicked out of the academy. This reputation is not good.
Moreover, as long as the academy is still there, there is probably no place that will take the risk of offending the academy to take in these people who have been kicked out. To a certain extent, this is equivalent to cutting off their future studies. This is the most severe punishment for any student, and no student dares to bear it.
Hearing Han Du's words, some students became truly frightened.
"However, the student's knowledge is indeed much worse than that of several senior brothers. If he loses his reputation after going there, wouldn't it be an embarrassment to the academy..." When the student spoke, he was submissive and did not dare to raise his face at all. Han Du looked like he couldn't bear the slightest fright.
Han Du glanced at him and did not scold him harshly. Instead, he softened his tone and said with a smile: "In this life, failure is not terrible. What is terrible is that you give up after failing once and never have the courage to move forward. It's just a Spring Festival, what are you afraid of? Even if you lose your name this time, you have experienced the Spring Festival yourself. Wouldn't you be more confident when you take the exam next time?"
"As for the reputation of the academy..." Han Du sneered a few times before saying: "What if the reputation of the academy will be ruined because you lost your reputation? Then such an academy has no value. It is better to close its doors as soon as possible. .”
Although Han Du's words didn't sound good, they made all the students present feel warm in their hearts. The original dissatisfaction with the academy for not allowing them to participate in the Spring Festival also disappeared without a trace in this warmth like ice and snow melting.
In the end, Han Du even waved his arms vigorously and shouted: "You are still young, and you have the academy to back you up. What are you afraid of? You should be fearless and fight bravely. What about Chunwei?" So what if your skills are not as good as others? Since you know that your skills are not as good as others, then learn now, learn as much as you can, and try your best to defeat others in the spring. This is what you should do."
"Okay..." The students' chests were swollen with blood. They didn't know what words to use to express their feelings, so they could only keep cheering.
When the excited student slowly calmed down, Han Du ruthlessly poured cold water on him, "It's no use just cheering!"
As he spoke, Han Du paused and slowly glanced around everyone. Seeing that no one dared to look at him, he said: "If you go to Chunwei with your current level, the name of Sun Mountain will be yours." The ending. If you want to be named on the gold medal list, that's just a daydream."
"First of all, sir, why do you still need all the students to attend the Spring Festival?" someone boldly asked.
Han Du did not answer him, but just made a silence gesture towards him, and said to everyone: "Don't think that I am being alarmist. This is the fact. If you go to the Spring Festival like you are now, it will be almost impossible for you. Passed the exam. But since I asked you all to take the Chunwei exam, I won't deliberately embarrass you. From tomorrow on, all of you will be here since the morning, and I will teach you."
Teaching? All the students looked at each other in confusion, wondering what kind of medicine Han Du was selling in his gourd. You must know that Han Du has never taught the Four Books and Five Classics in the academy. Now he suddenly said that he would teach them and let them deal with Chunwei, which inevitably made everyone confused.
But now that Han Du has said it, no matter how doubtful they are, they can only obey.
After Han Du finished speaking, he dismissed everyone. Even Fang Xiaoru, who wanted Han Du to give an explanation, was fooled by Han Du's few words.
After a hurried journey, Han Du arrived at the East Palace.
Zhu Biao was surprised when he heard that Han Du asked for an audience, and then he was told that Han Du had come in.
When he heard that Han Du was coming, Zhu Biao was not ready to continue reviewing the memorial, so he took this opportunity to take a rest. Putting the memorial on the long table in front of him, Zhu Biao picked up the teacup and drank it slowly.
Han Du walked in and saw the etiquette.
Zhu Biao smiled and asked, "You haven't been here for a long time. What's the reason for this time?"
Zhu Biao did not take the initiative to stand up, but continued to sit and drink tea. Although he is the king and Han Du is the minister, there is nothing wrong with this appearance.
But the feeling in Handu was different. You must know that before he agreed to his sister marrying him. When this guy sees him, he always sticks to him shamelessly, like a cowhide plaster that he can't shake off.
It's good now, I just let go. Even before Zhu Biao married his wife, his uncle was thrown out of the wall?
Seeing that Han Du was silent, Zhu Biao suddenly seemed to realize something belatedly. He laughed dryly to cover it up and quickly ordered: "Come here, serve tea."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Han Du bowed his hands and bit the word "thank you" hard.
Zhu Biao coughed twice and deliberately pretended not to know and asked: "You haven't said yet, why are you here this time? Just say it, as long as I can help you, don't be polite."
Han Du was also helpless with Zhu Biao and couldn't argue with him too much, so he put the matter aside and solved his own problem first.
"That's it." Han Du put down the tea cup and said in detail: "I would like to ask Your Highness to give me some memorials recording the basic situation of all the prefectures and counties in the world. It doesn't need to be too important and involves military secrets. It’s even more unnecessary, you just need to report the population, local customs and so on.”
When he heard Han Du say that he wanted memorials from all the prefectures and counties in the world, Zhu Biao's heart skipped a beat, wondering what Han Du wanted to do. Zhu Biao is not as suspicious as his father, but he is definitely not a prince, so it would be inappropriate to look for these things. However, after listening to Han Du's explanation, Zhu Biao felt relieved.
He patted his chest and said generously: "It's just a small matter, just some memorials. Wang Yue, take the Marquis of Zhenhai to find these memorials."
When Han Du heard that Zhu Biao was so generous, he immediately stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Highness. I will return it in full after I have used it."
Zhu Biao quickly stretched out his hand and pressed it a few times, then smiled and said: "Han Du, you don't have to be so polite between us. These are just some unimportant memorials. If you think it is useful, just take it and there is no need to return it."
Seeing that Han Jingyun was about to get married to Zhu Biao, his attitude towards Han Du was even more cordial than before. Moreover, his father also specifically told him to keep Han Du by his side.
Han Du followed the young eunuch Wang Yue to a warehouse.
Wang Yue opened the door one after another, turned around and smiled at Han Du: "That is to say, Mr. Hou has a unique vision and thinks these things are still useful. These things have been piled here and no one has cared about them for a long time. If it takes a few more years, I'm afraid The only option is to burn it. Lord Marquis, you can take as much as you want, even if you move them all away, it will be a great help to the slave. Has Lord Marquis brought anyone? If not, it is better to ask the slave to send someone to Lord Marquis. Send it over?"
Wang Yue was extremely polite to Han Du, and even expressed flattery in his words. It’s okay not to please me. Who doesn’t know that the Marquis’s sister in front of you is about to become the Crown Princess? As for Han Jingyun, the Crown Princess was not made by the Crown Prince himself, but was appointed by the Emperor and the Queen. As long as Han Jingyun did not commit any treason, she would definitely be the future Queen. Even if Zhu Biao had a new love in the future, it would not matter. It may shake Han Jingyun's position. When he becomes the queen in the future, he will be the real master of the harem. Even if Wang Yue serves the emperor in the future, won't he still be under the control of the queen?
Although Wang Yue was an eunuch, he was extremely tall. Except for being a little shorter than a Han degree in height, he was almost as wide as a Han degree. If you take him to wear eunuch robes and armor and say he is a military commander, some people will believe him. Moreover, he has a square appearance and a masculine face, which is completely different from the coldness of the eunuch's sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in his impression.
When Han Du first met, he felt a little strange in his heart. But then I thought about it. Birds of a feather flock together and people form groups. Zhu Biao is kind-hearted and naturally likes to have similar people around him. If there really was someone with a cold face who was thinking about scheming people all day long, he would probably not be looked down upon by Zhu Biao at all, let alone taken with him.
"Then I'll thank you, Eunuch." Seeing such a good thing, Han Du naturally agreed without hesitation.
He waved his hand to dust away the dust in front of his eyes. It had indeed been a long time since anyone had been to this warehouse. Just opening the door and a breeze blowing in will stir up dust all over the sky. I don’t know how long it’s been, but no one has taken care of it.
"Master Marquis, the dust here is too big. It's better to leave. How about Master Marquis going back first, and I will arrange for someone to clean this place and send it to Master Marquis tomorrow?" Wang Yue helped drive away the dust with a whisk. Thoughtful suggestions for Han Du.
Even if Han Du held his breath, he could not help but feel the pungent smell of dust in his nose, so he stepped back. When the air came out, I took a few deep breaths.
"Then I'll give you my father-in-law, but you don't need to send it to my house, just send it directly to the Royal Academy."
Although Wang Yue is in the East Palace, he also knows what is happening in the capital, so he naturally understands where the academy is. He nodded and smiled: "Okay, then tomorrow I will send someone to deliver these memorials to the academy."
After Han Du regained his breath, he took a step closer to Wang Yue. With a flick of his wrist, a stack of treasure notes appeared in his hand, and he held Wang Yue's hand affectionately with both hands.
Wang Yue felt the foreign object in his hand and was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Han Du to do this. He asked in surprise: "Master Hou, what does this mean?"
Han Du smiled slightly and explained: "It's a little thought, but it's not respectful to bother my father-in-law so much."
