Shaozhou Prefecture, Qujiang County, Ningnan Jingkou General's camp.
General Tuhai got up early this morning and was "grading" papers in his cell... that is, reading the examination papers, the Guangdong Provincial Examination papers.
The Guangdong Provincial Examination is not under the control of the general, but who is Tuhai? He is a dignified figure, the chief scholar and the Minister of Etiquette! He can take care of the Ministry of Rites examination, let alone the Guangdong Provincial Examination?
Besides, Emperor Kangxi has already said that the Guangdong Provincial Examination must be done well! Only by completing the provincial examination can we win the hearts of Guangdong scholars. With the help of Guangdong scholars, the war to encircle and suppress the third prince Zhu and the third grandson Zhu could be fought successfully.
This is what Emperor Kangxi said to Tuhai!
So of course Tuhai had to take part in the Guangdong Provincial Examination.
And as soon as he asked, the problem came... Most of the successful papers that Xue Zhang sent did not meet the requirements!
The article is poorly written! Even if you don't say it's nonsense, it won't meet the requirements for winning the imperial examination, and you won't even be able to be a scholar.
Although Guangdong is not a place where literati gather, it is not that bad!
Based on Tu Zhongtang's own experience in presiding over the imperial examinations, when he saw these nonsense papers, he knew there was something fishy in them... This was examination fraud!
"Bang!" Tu Hai slammed a paper onto the table in front of him, which startled Xue Zhang, who was standing opposite Tu Hai with his hands hanging down.
"Tang Zhongtang, you are..."
Tu Hai glared at Xue Zhang, "How did you become an academic official? What kind of articles did the elected candidates write?"
Xue Zhang looked at Tu Hai in surprise, "Ah, Tu Zhongtang, aren't there no articles for this Guangdong Provincial Examination?"
"If you don't read the article? Then what should you read?"
"Of course it depends on how much land, population, and industry the family has..."
"Shut up!" When Tu Hai heard this, he became angry and said to Xue Zhang with wide eyes, "Are you cheating on the exam? Do you dare to say it publicly?"
"This, how can this be fraud?" Xue Zhang looked innocent and plausible, "This is all to suppress thieves! General, if you don't take the talents of these families who have industry, who can pay for the imperial court?" To suppress thieves? According to what I know, Zhu San's grandson is able to confuse people's minds and is good at governing the place. It has only been a few months since he captured Guangfu, and he has already firmly grasped the land of more than ten counties... Although the emperor Permission has been given for Cantonese scholars without pigtails to participate in this provincial examination. However, I have not seen a single Cantonese scholar with pigtails cut off in my humble position! This is evident from the strong people’s hearts in Guangzhou!"
In fact, it is not that the people of Guangfu are really so determined, but that the officials of the Qing Dynasty often do things that do not keep their promises. Moreover, the "sage" Zhu Heji's ability to govern and control the grassroots far exceeded that of the Qing Dynasty officials.
In the Qing Dynasty, officials did not go to the countryside in Guangdong, but Zhu Heji could pass the "Coolie Returning Group", the enrollment quota of the Tianwang Palace Youth Hall, and the transfer of technology to industries such as sugar, sugarcane wine, and saltpeter ponds. As well as controlling export channels, effective control of the townships below.
In this way, the scholars in the eleven counties of Guangfu controlled by the Guangzhou imperial court would certainly not dare to go to Shaozhou Prefecture to take the examination.
As for the scholars in Chaozhou, they will not go to Shaozhou to take the exam... The current Guangzhou court is supported by the "Shaozhou warriors". It is in line with the Chaozhou people's style to join the Guangzhou court and work together as a team!
"But you can't just give everyone a chance to be promoted!" Tu Hai was a little relieved by Xue Zhang's words, but he was still very dissatisfied. He was about to order Xue Zhang to choose some better papers when suddenly there were soldiers outside. Came to report: "General, Master Zhou is back and said he has something important to report!"
"Tell him to come in!" Tu Hai ordered, and then said to Xue Zhang, "Let's see how the examination in Guangzhou goes... The candidates we select can't be much worse than other people's fake Jinshis, right? ?”
"That's natural," Xue Zhang said with a smile, "Guangdong is not a place where literary style flourishes, and there are not many great talents."
While the two were talking, Zhou Peigong, who had changed into a ninth-grade official uniform and a straw hat, burst into tears, and came with Fu Honglie, who had changed into a Qing Dynasty-style gown.
Fu Honglie did not wear a hat, and when he kowtowed to Tu Hai with Zhou Peigong, his braided bald head was displayed in front of Tu Hai and Xue Zhang without any obstruction.
"Ah, have your braids been cut?" Tu Hai glanced at the backs of the two lying heads and didn't pay much attention. "It's okay. As long as the head is still there, there will always be braids. By the way, the errand can be done. How about it?"
"The errand can be done..." Zhou Peigong hesitated.
"It didn't work?" Tu Hai wasn't too angry, and comforted the two of them, "It doesn't matter, just come back."
"The hall in the picture," Fu Honglie took out a stack of thread-bound books and said through gritted teeth, "The errand is done, but...but Cao Min and Brother Zhou also fell into the trap of the traitor's tribute. .”
"You won?" Tu Hai smiled, "Not bad! What is this? "Collection of Poems by Ren Zike Gongshi"..."
Tu Hai smiled and picked up the poetry collection placed at the top by Fu Honglie and started to read through it.
"Is this a poem written on the wall of the prison by the false prince Zhu Heji?" The first poem Tuhai saw was not a poem by Huiyuan Qiu Rong, but a poem by Zhu Heji... Of course he copied it. of!
Fu Honglie said: "This is a poem written by the fake grandson of Zhu San while on death row in Chaozhou Prefecture."
"What?" Xue Zhang was stunned after hearing this, "This Cannon Zhu can also write poems? Doggerel, right?"
At this time, Tu Hai had already begun to recite: "Looking at the door to check in and miss the soldiers, I endured death for a moment and waited for Xiang Liang; I smiled at the sky with my sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder in Kunlun..."
"What? Is this a poem by Cannon Zhu?" Xue Zhang was shocked.
"Also..." Tu Hai's tone was solemn, "This is a poem by Qiu Rong, the pseudo-huiyuan... The spiritual platform has no way to escape the divine arrow, and the storm is like a rock, darkening the hometown. It means that the cold star in Tsuen cannot be noticed, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood."
"That's a good statement. I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!" Xue Zhang praised and thought to himself: "This Qiu Rong should not be Dao Scarrong, right?"
"This is a poem by Yang Xiuqing of Guangxi," Tu Hai added. "The military song should be sung with a ring of swords and an oath to destroy the Hu slaves coming out of Yuguan; loyal bones are buried everywhere in the green mountains, why do they need to wrap their bodies in horse leather..."
"There is such a green mountain with loyal bones buried everywhere, why should the corpse be wrapped in horse leather..." Xue Zhang's expression changed again.
"The anger of Kyushu relies on wind and thunder, and it is pitiful that thousands of horses are silent. I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind." Tu Hai shook his head and said, "What a poem! This is a poem by Guo Youde of Beizhili."
Xue Zhang frowned: "How come there are still talented people from Beizhili who join the rebels? Why don't you take the imperial examination for Jinshi in the Qing Dynasty with such good literary talent?"
Tu Hai then added: "There's more! Listen to this: On the day when Lu Zuo became the lord, Yuyang banished the garrison. What kind of princes are you willing to do? The Qin Dynasty was destroyed by the strength of the pole and wood. The great righteousness calls the heroes and takes the lead in fighting ghosts and gods. The best in exorcism is , Who will be worthy of the Han generals... This is the fourth-ranked poem by Qu Huajie of Panyu, Guangdong! Although it is an anti-poetry, it is also a masterpiece!"
"And this one is a poem by Luo Dafa from Guangdong. Traveling thousands of miles away in the wind and coming back, I am alone in the South China Sea carrying wind and thunder. I can bear to watch the colors change in the picture, and I am willing to make the country suffer ashes. The turbid wine will not wash away the tears of worrying about the country, and you should fight for it when it comes to rescue. A group of talented people. They will sacrifice the blood of millions of heads and vow to restore the world... This is to fight the Qing Dynasty to the end!"
Xue Zhang frowned even more tightly, "Why is it that every poem can be called a masterpiece? Are there any more?"
"And..." Fu Honglie took the question and replied, "There are seventy or eighty poems in this collection of poems, all of which are top-grade. Among them, the dozen or so poems listed above are all very murderous! How can someone write such a poem? The characters in the poem are probably all violent and murderous maniacs!”
"This, this, this..." Tu Hai's face turned livid, "What happened? Why did all the talented people go to the rebels?"
He glanced at Xue Zhang, "Comparing those you selected with them... they are embarrassing!"
Xue Zhang argued in a low voice: "In the picture, the people who take the humble positions are all descendants of the rich family!"
Tu Hai waved the collection of poems in his hand and said coldly: "Do you think these people are not from powerful clans? Now all the heroes in the Lingnan clan have joined the rebels, but they are just low-ranking people who have joined the imperial court!"
