Everyone said that Shusun Tong was a man of justice, and Li Zhao became a shame to students, and the two books were even rejected by everyone.
In Gaofu, Gao Qiu was very happy after hearing the news, but he became anxious the next moment, because his son still had two thousand books in his hand. If he wanted to sell them, wouldn't it mean that no one would care about them?
He immediately hurriedly found his son and told him to sell it immediately before the storm became serious, but Gao Fugui ignored him.
"The sale of these two books requires an opportunity, but the opportunity has not yet come!"
"If you haven't reached your height, the two books are banned. How can you get an opportunity? This is a lost opportunity." Gao Qiu angrily retorted.
Gao Fugui shook his head, "The second book says that all new things rise because of an opportunity. You don't understand, you don't understand!"
"Return Ershu, do you want to make me angry to death?"
"Prodigal thing, prodigal! Why did I give birth to a son like you?" Gao Qiu was so angry that he fainted for the third time.
Time passes, late autumn turns to winter, and the chill is chilly, but Xianyang is warm and noisy, because the imperial examination is approaching, and thousands of students gather together, which is such a grand occasion.
In Chang'an Township, Xiao He carried his luggage. In addition to the necessities, it also contained two books. This was specially given by the young master. The young master's meaning was very simple. The two books are the way to survive and cannot be left behind. He could only vaguely say accepted.
Anyway, whatever the young master said was right, he was numb.
Before leaving, the young master did not see him off and urged him to leave quickly, which was an eyesore.
However, the slaves and farmers in Chang'an Township were very enthusiastic and lined up to encourage them enthusiastically, which moved Xiao He deeply.
To be honest, Xiao He was still keen on the imperial examination, but he was always suppressed by the young master, so he could only suppress this enthusiasm in his heart. At this moment, being made such a fuss made his blood boil, but when he thought of the waste in the past few days, he was discouraged.
It seems that during this period of time, he has not been exposed to the classics and taught him how to take the exam.
"Hey!" He could only sigh helplessly and prepared to go on his way.
Li Jinong came over and patted him gently on the shoulder. It seemed that he had countless words to say, but he couldn't say them out. Really, he didn't know what to say. Could it be that he wished him success? These words were obviously an insult to Xiao He. How could Xiao He succeed without studying classics?
He could only say comfortingly: "It doesn't matter. It's rare to try once in life. If you try it, you won't regret it in the future."
Xiao He felt disgusted when he heard this. Why did these words seem to be belittling him more and more. This guy obviously supported him, but he said depressing words. Did he look down on him so much?
Why! In fact, he even looked down on himself.
At the same time, in Gao Mansion, Gao Qiu looked at his son with complicated eyes. He had millions of encouraging words to say, but he couldn't say them out. In fact, he had no hope for his son at all.
Instead, Gao Fugui saw his father's thoughts, glanced angrily, and said, "Old man, do you look down on your son that much?"
"Don't worry, my son has achieved success in his studies. He will definitely be ranked first on the gold medal list, and even the top spot on the list is no problem."
Listening to his son's magic words, Gao Qiu really wanted to pass out, but he couldn't pass out at this moment. He still wanted to send his son to the battlefield, even though he knew that his son was just cannon fodder.
But he couldn't say such words. Instead, he forced out the words: "Take the exam well, father is waiting for your good news."
"Hehe!" Gao Fugui smiled very confidently, "Don't worry, old man..." I don't know when he started to like to call his father "old man". In fact, the old man is also very kind. There is less generation gap and more warmth.
"Just wait for my good news at home. No, you should also invite your relatives and friends to a banquet in advance to prepare for me to win the championship. My son is 100% sure, and he will be proud of his ancestors in the near future."
That confidence was extremely swollen.
Gao Qiu almost fainted from the boy's arrogance. It was his usual style to recognize the facts. Why didn't his son learn from it?
Gao Fugui left, and Gao Qiu didn't want to see him off any more. He went back to his room alone, feeling sad and crying alone.
The Imperial Examination Supervisor was surrounded by guards on three floors inside and three outside. It could be said that not a fly could fly in. This was all to prevent fraud.
At this moment, thousands of students filed in.
The first imperial examination in the Qin Dynasty finally kicked off.
In the imperial examination hall, there were no too luxurious devices, only tens of thousands of desks and desks neatly placed together, and blankets on the ground. But even such simple things could not eliminate the nervousness of the students.
Of course, there are also those who are full of confidence. At this moment, in the preparation room, three or five people approached Gao Fugui. It was Shen, the servant's son, and his admirers.
Shen's group is personable and has the attitude of a Confucian scholar, but it shows the essence of Legalism. Looking at it makes one feel intimidated and has a feeling of being superior.
This is a sign of confidence.
Some of the admirers of "Gao Fugui" knew Gao Fugui and said, "You haven't come to see Mr. Shen yet."
After hearing this, Shen acted as if he was taking it for granted and showed his arrogance.
"You must know that Mr. Shen is a popular candidate for this imperial examination. He must be number one on the list! Do you know what it means? It means that he will be greatly appreciated by His Majesty and will soon be among the courtiers. Such a noble person , you deserve to meet me."
If it were an ordinary person who follows Yan, I'm afraid he would pay homage to him, but how could Gao Fugui be so aloof and arrogant, how could he follow Yan casually, even if he was the son of a servant, even if he had endless potential.
"Go away, don't hinder me from preparing for the exam." Gao Fugui glanced at a few people coldly, his attitude was neither salty nor indifferent.
hey-hey! How is it possible for him to meet a peer of his own age?
It was mentioned in the political speech that everyone is equal, and equality is the basis for people to live in harmony. As soon as this guy comes, he wants to meet him. Doesn't this mean he wants to surrender? Where does the talk of equality come from? These admirers could be enslaved, but he could not.
Hearing Gao Fugui's words, the admirer was very unhappy and his attitude became perverse.
"Preparing for the exam? Haha! Are you preparing for the exam when you are rich and noble? What a big joke. Who doesn't know that you are rich and have no knowledge and skills? Does the exam have anything to do with you?"
"I'm telling you, with your qualifications, you can only get ahead by following Mr. Shen. As for the imperial examination! Don't have any delusions." The admirer laughed arrogantly.
How disdainful.
Gao Fugui was not angry, but very calm: "Really? Why do I feel that Kao has a lot to do with me? I even feel that Kao can make me soar, but you, you are so natural to be a slave, your family is a slave ?"
Yes, since learning the second book, he feels that his whole person has been sublimated, as if his thoughts have been raised to a new level, which makes him full of endless confidence in himself.
This confidence made him unrestrained and wanted to vent it out.
Slavery is a great shame for these powerful children. For a moment, all the admirers were angry, and Shen even straightened his face and looked at Gao Fugui unkindly.
But for such low-level people, he only took a look at them.
"Gao Fugui, what are you talking about? You're seeking death!" An admirer raised his fist in anger.
There are also admirers who are more calm but sarcastic, "I want to see how you do in the exam? How do you soar into the sky?"
The rich and powerful are too lazy to pay attention to them. How can a sparrow know what a swan is capable of?
At the same time, someone in the other corner was filled with joy when they saw Xiao He and hurriedly greeted him.
"Brother, I see you." This person is Cao Shen. He was kicked out of Chang'an Township last time and could not see Xiao He. He was very happy to see him this time.
"Brother Cao, I haven't seen you for a few months, but you are fine again!" Xiao He clasped his fists.
"Very good, very good!" Cao Shen was very sad to see his friend again. A few months ago, they were studying hard together. A few months later, he was still studying hard, but his brother had no chance to study together.
Sorry brother!
However, in order not to make his brother sad, he still encouraged him, "Brother, work hard, and we will be on the list together." As soon as he said these words, Cao Shen regretted it, and these words seemed to be very hurtful.
Xiao He didn't care and started chatting with each other.
"My lord is here!"
Just after hearing a loud shout, a superior came out and the noisy scene immediately fell silent.
"The imperial examination is about to begin. I should have seen the examiner. The scholars are all in their seats and paying their respects to you."
The superior shouted sternly, and the students all became cautious, and quickly spontaneously formed a row and knelt down together.
At this time, a man walked over, quite majestic, it was Feng Quji.
His appearance was immediately greeted by loud greetings, and his voice was full of reverence and joy.
"Greetings, my lord!"
Feng Quji smiled and raised his hand, "Get up!"
"Thank you, Sir!" All the students stood up and looked at this arrogant figure, their hearts filled with passion.
The examiner has already announced the name, and everyone knows that he is the Prime Minister of the dynasty, but it is such an honor to meet the Prime Minister now.
It should be noted that among the thousands of students, most of them are from poor families and farmers. When have they ever seen the Prime Minister? Not to mention the Prime Minister, none of the nine ministers are qualified to see him.
"Where is Xiao He?" Suddenly, the adult spoke, but it was not a word of encouragement, but a call to someone.
The students listened and talked about it one after another.
Xiao He? Sir, you want to see Xiao He?
The students all raised their heads and looked around.
The name Xiao He is familiar! In fact, it has become a sorrow in the hearts of students recently.
The dignified student was detained by Li Zhaona, who also forcibly took away the classics, making it impossible for him to review, and forced him to read miscellaneous books.
What a shame, this shame came from Xiao He.
He was a talented person with excellent qualifications, but he ended up like this, which is extremely sad!
"The grassroots are here!" Xiao He stood up.
For a moment, thousands of eyes looked at him, all looking pitifully at that lonely figure, sighing in their hearts: This child is useless.
"Have you been studying recently?" Feng Quji waved to him and asked softly.
In fact, Feng Quji personally called Xiao He's name with no other intention. He just purely admired him. Of course, he also meant pity.
"The common people are always reviewing." Xiao He answered truthfully. Indeed, the young master gave him two books, and he kept them in his hands every day.
"Oh!" Feng Quji showed a hint of surprise and secretly asked, "When did that guy Li Zhao lose his conscience and actually review it for Xiao He?" What a rare thing this is!
"Legalism or Confucianism? Or other schools of thought?"
Feng Quji was very curious.
Xiao He cupped his hand and said, "No, it's just two books."
He also patted the basket on the back honestly, "The second book is in the basket. The young master said, you can throw away the person, but you can't throw away the second book."
Xiao He couldn't help it. The young master forced himself in. Could he refuse?
Second book? Isn't it just miscellaneous books? This is something everyone knows.
"Ha!" Someone couldn't help laughing. He immediately hid his mouth when he realized that he had lost his composure. However, even so, he could not hide the smile he was suppressing. The other students were not much better. They had to endure it quite uncomfortably. If it weren't for the current Prime Minister, I'm afraid they would have laughed out loud.
The second book is a miscellaneous book.
This is the imperial examination venue. This boy has not forgotten the young master's second letter. He is really stupid and cannot be taught! The young master said that people can be thrown away, but books cannot be thrown away. How pedantic!
Li Zhao's behavior is even more irritating.
"Hey! That's all." Feng Quji shook his head and didn't want to talk anymore.
He said that Li Zhao had changed his nature, but it turned out that it was still the same. How pitiful was Xiao He!
"Okay, let's start the exam!" Feng Quji said and walked to the examiner's position.
"The exam is about to begin, how many scholars will be admitted?"
"No!" The students all saluted and walked to their desks, which were marked with their names.
For a moment, thousands of students were arrested. Looking from a distance, the scene was not grand.
The wind was chilly, but the imperial examination prison was extremely stuffy. This was due to the atmosphere.
"Your Majesty has an order, start the course!" Someone shouted, and the whole place fell silent, and the response sounded from everywhere.
"Open the course!"
"Open the course!"
Three or five imperial examination supervisors held signs and passed orders in every corner, and then hundreds of people poured in, holding sealed yellow papers in their hands, and distributed them to each student seriously and carefully.
"The time is up, open the book."
This was the signal to unseal the yellow paper, and then there was a soft sound of breaking. This was the students opening the papers.
After Feng Quji's roll call just now, Xiao He felt a little depressed, but he still unrolled the book leisurely and slowly spread out the yellow paper.
All the classics were taken away by the young master. He had not cared about classics for several months. He felt panicked when he saw the paper, and even looked at the topics on it a little vaguely.
There are ten policy questions, and they are nothing more than this.
Xiao He felt sad, as if these things were far away from him.
What is the first policy? What is a politician?
There is a second strategy, what is the question? Is the people's representative system feasible?
The third strategy is how to promote the country's economy?
what? Has he not studied for a long time and can’t even understand these? Is he, Xiao He, that unbearable? But he still remembers the legalist advocacy of governing the country by law, and he also knows the essence of the nine words: governing without following the ancient laws, and doing things according to the laws.
But these seem to be out of tune!
"Could it be that I'm depressed?" He shook his head.
Continue reading the question.
The seventh policy, can one term of five years be used?
The eighth policy is, can agricultural taxes be replaced by commercial taxes?
"These, these"
The more Xiao He looked at it, the more he felt that he was ignorant. Why did he seem to know nothing? Even if you delay for several months, it is impossible to understand everything.
"Hey! As everyone said, I am useless!"
The tenth policy is that commodity prices fluctuate with fluctuations in economic behavior. How to understand it?
This question is so straightforward and makes people speechless. Is this a policy question that Da Qin should have?
Xiao He was a little uncomfortable.
Fluctuate and fluctuate? What the hell?
Wait, suddenly, Xiao He's heart trembled, as if he thought of something, he quickly looked back.
Politician? How familiar!
People's representative system? As if rooted in the mind.
A term of five years is exactly what he dreamed of.
Wait, these, aren't these all from the Second Book?
Xiao He still couldn't believe it. He stared at every problem and didn't miss every word. Yes, it was absolutely right. The solution to this problem was found in the two books, and he had studied it deeply.
He was sure that the topics were all from Ershu, what they called miscellaneous books.
He didn't believe it was just a coincidence, because in the classics he had studied, he had never heard of a term of five years, let alone such an advanced idea of fluctuations in economic behavior, and there was no system of people's representatives.
These really come from the second book.
He couldn't believe his eyes, so he rubbed it vigorously, and when he looked again, he saw that the title had not changed, it was still ten policies, it was still familiar to him, and it was still printed by him himself.
At this time, Xiao He felt directly, had he hit the evil spirit?
(Happy Dragon Boat Festival, friends!)
(End of chapter)
