The bad taste of normal people is just to be bored and watch the excitement, squatting on the street with a handful of melon seeds in their hands, watching the aunties spitting at each other, pulling their hair and cursing each other.
But if someone wants to educate the spectators about the ins and outs of this excitement, some people may be interested, but Li Qinzai is not interested.
What he wants to see is just lively scenes, quarrels, and fights, just like watching a popcorn movie from Ugly Country. It doesn’t matter who is good or bad, as long as you spend more money and produce more special effects when fighting, and the fight is exciting and awesome. enough.
Who would think about the spiritual core of a popcorn movie? Isn't that inappropriate?
"You two really don't want to fight anymore?"
Seeing the two of them shaking their heads, Li Qinzai sighed in disappointment and said, "Let's go! If you don't break your head and bleed a lot next time, don't make such a big fuss, it will spoil the fun!"
The young man in shabby clothes suddenly stopped him: "I heard that Li Xianhou is the examiner of this year's imperial examination. The student would like to ask Li Xianhou whether the imperial examination is based on talent, or is it just a formality. In fact, the imperial court will still admit candidates. A descendant of an aristocratic family?"
Li Qinzai stopped and turned to look at him.
This was the first time Li Qinzai looked at him seriously since he started watching the excitement.
"Why did your Majesty say this?" Li Qinzai asked.
The young man pointed to the Imperial College Supervisor who was arguing with him next to him, and then pointed to himself, and said with a wry smile: "I am from a poor family, and he comes from a noble family. I dare to ask Li County Marquis, if you read the examination papers, will you hire him or not?" Are you down?"
"If the imperial court hires him, it can soothe the heart of the family and maintain peace. The power of the family can also be used by the imperial court. The benefits are great, why not? But if he is hired, he is just a kid from a poor family, with no power, no one, no one. If there is no land, what is the use of the court?”
"Since the Han Dynasty, temples have mostly appointed officials from aristocratic families. This has been the case for hundreds of years. What kind of scientific examination has been done today seems to give hope to the children of poor families, but I would like to ask, will the imperial court really use poor families?"
Li Qinzai seemed to understand something and said with a smile: "So, this is what you were arguing about just now?"
The young man hesitated for a moment and nodded: "He said that we, the children of a poor family, are studying in the Imperial College. If we are just seeking knowledge, cultivating virtues, and increasing our knowledge, it is not a bad idea. If we want to seek fame, we should not have wishful thinking. Recruiting scholars from the imperial court is not for us, a poor family. The disciples can covet it.”
"I am not angry, so I have a dispute with him."
Li Qinzai suddenly asked: "Do you have a distinguished name?"
The young man bowed his head and said, "I am Wei Zhenzai, a native of Songzhou."
Li Qinzai looked at the richly dressed young man again and asked, "What is your name?"
The young man also bowed his head and said: "Student from Runan County, Yuan Gongwang."
Li Qinzai nodded, he had heard of the Yuan family in Runan, and most people in the country had heard of it.
As early as the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was a famous top family. The fourth and third princes of the Yuan family, Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu during the Three Kingdoms period all belonged to this family.
Later, when the Sima family came to the throne, the Yuan family gradually declined. In today's Tang Dynasty, although it is still a member of the family, its power is not as powerful as before. It can only be said that the tiger will never fall.
Li Qinzai looked at Yuan Gongwang and said, "The scholars selected for the scientific examination are all descendants of aristocratic families. Is this what you said?"
Yuan Gongwang lowered his head and said: "The student made a mistake, but in fact, the imperial court has been recruiting scholars for more than ten years, and most of the candidates are children of aristocratic families. If the student is wrong, please ask Li County Marquis for advice."
Li Qinzai's tone was a little cold: "What you are talking about is the shortcomings of the imperial examination. Since it is a shortcoming, the imperial court will slowly correct it."
Yuan Gongwang glanced at Li Qinzai in surprise, and then lowered his head: "Yes, thank you Li County Marquis for your teaching. The student understands."
Li Qinzai ignored him, but turned to Wei Zhenzai and said: "You are a Imperial College student and a candidate of this subject. What you have to do is to concentrate on your studies instead of arguing with others about unnecessary things. You are a poor student. It’s not easy to waste your good time on this kind of thing, don’t you feel like you’re letting down your parents and yourself?”
Wei Zhenzai bowed and said, "The student knows his mistake. Thank you so much, Marquis Li County, for your guidance."
Li Qinzai paused, and then said: "The imperial examination began in the Sui Dynasty and flourished since then. Nothing in the world can be accomplished overnight."
"You want justice, and there are people in the court who are working hard for the word 'justice'. Things will eventually develop in a good direction. Keep hope in your heart and improve yourself. God will not let down those who have worked hard."
Wei Zhenzai bowed his head and said: "The student has been taught. But the student heard that there are many bad rumors in Chang'an City nowadays, saying that the selection of scholars in this subject is still the same as in previous years, only the children of aristocratic families are selected. Many students from poor families are disheartened. I have packed my bags and returned to my hometown..."
Li Qinzai was silent for a moment and said: "Opportunities are ultimately reserved for those who have hope and refuse to give up. In life, every tribulation must be overcome by oneself. Those who leave early can only say that their determination is not strong and they cannot survive." For this calamity, you can’t blame anyone else.”
After patting Wei Zhenzai on the shoulder, Li Qinzai turned and left.
Wei Zhenzai stared at Li Qinzai's back and suddenly said loudly: "Li Xianhou, the student's name is Wei Zhenzai. The Jinshi in this subject must have the name of the student. When the gold medal is named, the student will pay a visit to Li Xianhou again."
Li Qinzai turned around and took a deep look at him, and smiled: "Okay, I will remember you. I have prepared fine wine in my humble house, waiting for you to be named on the gold list. Let's have a drink with you."
Wei Zhenzai bowed his head again, then turned to stare at Yuan Gongwang, clenched his fists and said solemnly: "I will definitely pass the high school exam for this exam, I don't believe in fate!"
Yuan Gongwang stared at him without showing any signs of weakness: "How can we violate the way of heaven? If we don't believe in fate, we have to accept it. We have accumulated experience for thousands of years and have been burdened by countless ancestors. Why should we make way for you, a descendant of a poor family?"
Wei Zhenzai gritted his teeth and said: "The way of heaven is fighting, not making peace. Today's poor family may not be tomorrow's county commander, you and I will wait and see!"
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Li Qinzai returned to the British government residence and went into the backyard to visit his parents first.
Li Siwen has now been transferred back to Chang'an to serve as the Minister of Civil Affairs. He has to work in the government office every day, and only his mother, Cui, is at home.
After Li Qinzai entered the door, he was surprised to see Ms. Cui sitting in the room, and in front of her, Li Siwen's concubine Zhao Daoyun was standing respectfully.
Mrs. Cui had no expression on her face, and she was talking to Zhao Daoyun about the income and expenses of the house. Every time Mrs. Cui said something, Zhao Daoyun responded respectfully, and her attitude and performance were impeccable.
Seeing Li Qinzai come in, Ms. Cui finally smiled, and Zhao Daoyun also greeted Li Qinzai. Li Qinzai smiled indifferently, and Zhao Daoyun resigned knowingly.
"Don't tell me in advance when you come back, so I can ask the chef in the house to prepare some of your favorite dishes for you."
Mrs. Cui lovingly rubbed Li Qinzai's shoulders. Although the clothes on his body were very clean, Mrs. Cui kept making dust-dusting movements, as if her son had just come back from rolling in the mud outside.
Li Qinzai bent his knees slightly and deliberately shortened his body so that Cui could reach his shoulders.
"Why do you need to tell me in advance when you go back to your own home? You can eat whatever is available at home. If you feel that the food cooked by the cook at home is not authentic, how about I cook some dishes for you myself?"
Mrs. Cui said with a smile: "My son is already a county prince. How can a rich man cook in person? If word spreads, he won't be afraid of people laughing at him."
"My child is fulfilling his filial piety in front of his parents. Who dares to laugh at my child for setting his house on fire in the middle of the night?"
Ms. Cui was so angry that she slapped him hard: "You're talking nonsense again! How many houses have you ordered over the years?"
Li Qinzai seemed to have been greatly wronged: "Aside from the Taiyuan Wang family, the Tubo Camp, and my father-in-law, Prince Teng's Mansion, whose house has the child ordered? Mother, please don't accuse the child unjustly. I have always been an honest person doing my duty!"
