Outside Nanxun Gate.
In front of the Imperial College.
Lin Xiaoyi skillfully handed a letter of greeting and a piece of silver collar in. The guard at the door took it skillfully, nodded with a smile and said: "Xiaoyi, go back and wait. Supervisor Cai will notify you immediately after he returns to Beijing. You, he is the one who least makes things difficult for scholars from other states, when the time comes, your young master will come to apply for immigration!"
Lin Xiaoyi said sweetly: "Thank you so much, Brother Zhang!"
Under normal circumstances, Di Jin should respond to Kaifeng Mansion's situation, go to Kaifeng Mansion Office to register, get an approval slip, and then go to the Imperial College to transfer his registration, and then he can take the exam.
But a system is always a system, and its actual implementation still depends on the people.
Lin Xiaoyi has been visiting the Imperial College every day these days, and after getting acquainted with the guards, she has learned a lot of inside information, such as which doctor likes to make things difficult for others, and especially looks down on students from a certain path, and for example, in the official school, there are people with unusual status and backgrounds. When students interact, they are often mixed with the political interests of the adults behind them, and there are many right and wrongs.
Lin Xiaoyi knew very well that Di Jin did not want to get involved in this kind of thing. As a book boy, he naturally wanted to avoid such troubles as much as possible for the young master.
Now that we finally have accurate information, we will wait until Supervisor Cai, the most indifferent person in the Imperial College, returns to his hometown, and we will move to his place of residence to ensure that the process is the shortest and the right and wrong are the least.
"The flowers fell helplessly, and the swallows returned, as if they had seen each other before. It's really wonderful! Such a masterpiece was actually written by a scholar from Hedong. I'm really surprised!"
"Does Hedong also want to be a Jinshi? Ha! What a pity this "Huanxisha"!"
At this moment, the conversation between the two students made Lin Xiaoyi prick up his ears.
"Huanxisha" written by the young master, he heard many praises from scholars when he was in Bingzhou, and he was deeply proud of it.
So this poem finally reached the capital, which made Lin Xiaoyi happy, but soon became angry.
Because the two Imperial College students obviously didn't care about Di Jin's place of origin, and even looked down upon the entire Hedong Road scholar.
After all, he was still young and returned home in a bad mood. Di Jin soon noticed something strange: "What's wrong?"
Lin Xiaoyi was a little apologetic, recounted what he heard, and whispered: "Sir, I shouldn't be in such a daze..."
"Everyone will be angry when their hometown is looked down upon. I am also very unhappy. Your behavior is completely normal. Why should you blame yourself?"
Di Jin consoled him, "It's the boastful students who should be ashamed. In the past, Hedong Road blocked the frontline of the Liao people, and in the future it will also resist the invasion of foreign enemies. How can they be so proud of those who are sitting back and enjoying the success?" "
Since he is taking the imperial examination route, he does not object to having literary gatherings with the princes from all over the world, but he does not like the behavior of reciting poems and writing poems all day long, partying and drinking, and even lingering in brothels, euphemistically called elegant behavior, let alone now There is also regional discrimination.
Speaking of the geographical distribution of Jinshi in the Song Dynasty, it is true that the south occupies the vast majority. There are few Jinshi in the north, and those who can pass the exam are basically from Shandong. As for Hedong and even Shaanxi, it is very miserable. In the most exaggerated period, it took many years to A single seedling emerges.
In later research, some people like to simply use economics and culture as the basis for the number of Jinshi, but that is obviously wrong. For example, the number of Jinshi in Fujian Road was among the highest in the Song Dynasty, but the living standards of people in Fujian Road were not high, and in Hedong Road The economic conditions are not bad, but the reason why the number of Jinshi is so embarrassing is largely because of the influence of war.
Whether it is facing the Liao Kingdom or Xixia, Bingzhou is an important area in the north, and Hedong Road is also one of the first battlefields. In recent years, it has been a rare period of peace, and there will not be much stability in the future. Northerners living in this environment , can it be compared with the southerners who are devoted to studying knowledge?
Of course, there is no end to this kind of reasoning. Di Jin was too lazy to talk nonsense. After listening to the Imperial College's discussion, he became more determined to draw a clear line with them, and then he missed Di Qing.
The two had not seen each other since they separated at the inn. Di Qing should no longer be a prisoner, but had officially entered the capital camp and became a forbidden soldier.
This person is ambitious and capable, and does not need help from others. As for future help, Di Jin should first find a high position himself, and then it won't be too late.
However, not helping each other now does not mean that there is no communication. Di Jin still likes this man who is neither humble nor overbearing in his dealings with others. When Lin Xiaoyi went down to rest, he called Lei Jiu in front of him: "Brother Di Qing, whom we met at Fengqiu Inn before, now Can I contact him after entering the capital camp?"
Lei Jiu said without hesitation: "We will definitely find it within three days!"
Di Jin raised his brows. This speed was not slow, but quite fast. It seemed that the Lei family was quite capable of guarding the Imperial Guard in Beijing.
This is naturally good news. After Jiang Huaiyi died at the hands of Lei Jun, there was no possibility of reconciliation between the Lei family and Jiang Deming, who is now involved in the Imperial City Division. Before the collapse of the boss of the Imperial City Division, both parties were closely connected. allies.
Di Jin had no need to hide anything: "When you find the person, send him an invitation and ask him to come to your home as a guest."
Lei Jiu responded: "Yes!"
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Di Qing arrived unexpectedly quickly. In just two days, this forbidden soldier with tattoos on his face, a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand, came to the door cheerfully: "Brother! I'm coming!"
Di Jin couldn't help but smile when he looked at him: "You're not out here. Today we're eating delicious food from Changqing Tower, so we don't need your game~"
The two of them took their seats, and Lei Cheng soon joined him. He had just finished sword practice, and his body was steaming with heat. Di Qing was a little happy to see Lie Xin: "Good energy! Brother Lei is very skilled in martial arts. Let's practice tomorrow?"
Lei Cheng smiled and said, "Okay! I'm practicing swordsmanship by myself, and I'm getting a little bored!"
Di Qing became more and more happy and didn't notice anyone else. He took the jug and poured a glass of wine, then made a toast gesture: "Do it!"
Lei Cheng grinned: "Do it!"
Di Jin really wants to see the scene when these two fight. He has a family tradition of martial arts, while Di Qing is a commoner. His good martial arts skills in the battlefield in the future are obviously the result of his natural talent and his own training day by day. It can be said that it is even more difficult. After competing with such a wild path, we can learn from each other's strengths and make up for our weaknesses, and each has gained something.
However, you can't just drag people to the backyard to practice martial arts when they first arrive. Di Jin made a routine of greetings and asking: "How do you feel when you just entered the capital camp?"
Di Qing said with a smile: "If I say yes, it is just to comfort my brother. The Beijing Camp Forbidden Army is no exaggeration to the rumors I heard in Fenzhou. Some of them are even worse than the rumors! The thieves match the army, the thieves match the army, it is really miserable Na!"
Di Jin actually knew the answer without asking, but the main thing was to take a look at this person's mentality. At this time, he saw that his tone was not low, and there was a free and easy look on his face. He was relieved: "If you put a cone in your bag, there will always be someone who stands out." One day, I look forward to that day coming soon.”
Di Qing's cultural level was not high yet, so he roughly understood that his life would get better in the future. He poured another glass of wine and said sincerely: "I would like to thank my two elder brothers for their help, and also thank Brother Lei Jiu for letting me avoid the epidemic." Because of the hard days of going to the mausoleum! Do it!"
Di Jin raised his eyebrows: "Guarding the mausoleum? Are they the Fengxian Army guarding the Yongding Mausoleum?"
Di Qing was a little surprised: "Exactly! Brother is still so familiar with the bugles of each army?"
"I'm not familiar with it, I just heard about the imperial army guarding the imperial mausoleum..."
The army that guarded the mausoleum in the Song Dynasty was originally a Xiang Army of 500 people, and was later upgraded to a 1,000-strong Forbidden Army. The military number was named Xian, not to commemorate Lu Bu, but to worship the late emperor.
It's really a sacrifice. In addition to cleaning, these soldiers have to offer sacrifices every morning and evening. That's about it.
There is no doubt that no one wants to join this kind of forbidden army. The treatment of soldiers in the Song Dynasty is extremely poor. Soldiers under other armies can still go out to do business, build houses, and earn some money to support their families. What can the Fengxian Army do? , carrying out large-scale construction on the imperial mausoleum?
Lei Cheng also found it boring: "You are handsome and majestic. Why did they let you guard the imperial tomb?"
Di Qing snorted: "We prisoners who enter the capital camp will be tortured and go to Yongding Mausoleum for a year. After we come back, we will listen to everything and don't dare to resist at all!"
Di Jin shook his head secretly. He was speechless that the imperial mausoleum was used as a threat, but this incident made him pay attention.
After all, Li Shunrong, the biological mother of official Zhao Zhen, is guarding the mausoleum there.
Li Shunrong is the top priority in the case of the Zhu family who is confronting the Imperial City Division. What is her attitude towards today's poor life, and whether there are people from the Imperial City Division around her to sharpen their knives. These all need people. Find out clearly, and the Forbidden Army is indeed a good choice...
Although Di Qing looked careless, he immediately noticed something: "Is something wrong, brother?"
Di Jin didn't expect the other party to be so keen, and shook his head: "Nothing."
Di Qing, however, suppressed his smile and said seriously: "If it's private, and I don't tell my brother, then I should! If there is a risk, if I don't tell my brother, then he doesn't look down on me! If there was a murder in the inn before, if my brother hadn't stepped forward, it would have been solved In that case, I, Di Qing, might still be trapped in Fengqiu Prison..."
Di Jin knew very well that even without him, this man might have gone to the county government and been beaten, but would have been fine in the end. The case Wu Jing committed was not something that a few prisoners could bear, but Di Qing accepted that he That's right.
As for Zhu's case, the risks are indeed high, but the benefits are also high. If done properly, it may be a golden statue for the future!
The soldier in front of me, who came from a humble background and had a bright future, needed exactly that kind of confidence.
Since fate met, Di Jin opened his mouth to give a choice: "This matter is extremely involved. If you are not careful, it will be fatal and even affect your family. I don't want you to make a hasty choice just because of loyalty..."
Di Qing's expression became serious indeed, but he said without hesitation: "My brother and I hit it off immediately, and I have seen my brother's ability and rigor in sentencing. I am willing to help, and it is definitely not Meng Lang!"
Di Jin stared at him and smiled: "Okay! Then you have joined the gang!"
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