Under the clamor of the common people, a group of literati and scholars had pale faces. They relied on the large number of people to come and block the entrance of the Imperial College.
Now that there were more people surrounding them, and they were all pointing at them, their momentum weakened.
Later, another scholar wanted to come forward, and Zhu Su did not refuse, but still let the common people come up with the questions.
The common people were also enthusiastic, and several people came up with questions one after another to test Tiezhong and this group of literati. However, the questions were not limited to account book arithmetic, some related to agriculture, and some related to solving cases, all of which It is the most immediate problem that actually exists for the people at the grassroots level.
Zhu Su was already ready to replace Fang Xiaoru when Tie Zhong could no longer resist. Unexpectedly, this iron bell has a wide range of interests. Although it is still cautious, it solves the problems raised by the people one by one.
On the scholar's side, four or five people have been replaced, but no one can answer the question. Some people even asked the simplest question of identifying grains, but the scholar was sweating and hemming and hawing, unable to answer.
Seeing that these so-called scholars were so virtuous that they couldn't even distinguish between grains and grains, the people no longer had the admiration they had at the beginning, and boos broke out among the crowd.
"This... these are all trivial matters, not in the books of sages..." There were still scholars who defended themselves to the crowd.
This time, Zhu Su didn't need to speak. The disdainful people just responded to Zhu Su's behalf: "Bah! You're still kidding! You can't even tell the difference between wheat and rice, and you still want to take the exam to become an official? You just want to ride on the heads of us common people. Be a master and a blessing!"
"That is, you don't know how to farm or judge cases. What do you want to do? Study? Can grains grow from books?"
"These young people just want to become masters after high school and be supported by the government so that they can continue their romance. How can they keep ordinary people like us in their hearts!"
The common people's words to each other made them experience the feeling of being surrounded by a group of people and sprayed them to shame in the area where scholars are best at talking.
The scholars can be said to be speechless, unable to even open their mouths, and want to grab the ground with their heads. Some people couldn't bear this situation and fled out with their sleeves covered, and then the scholars began to flee in all directions like defeated soldiers in a war.
"Hahahaha, they are at a loss for words!" The people laughed as if they had won a battle. "Yes! These people should be shamed!"
"Your Highness, Fifth Prince, you are right. The scientific examination should test more content that is closely related to our people. We cannot let these high school officials become officials. They are all the material to become corrupt officials!"
"We all support you!"
"Haha, thank you folks." Zhu Su bowed his hands towards the crowd. "However, this is all my father's idea, but it is not something I can push forward." He very wisely directed this wave of popular sentiment to Lao Zhu.
So the people began to praise Lao Zhu again, and some even started to kneel down in the direction of the imperial city.
In the end, it was so dark that a crowd of people knelt down, shouting "Long Live the Mountain" at the same time. Even the censor patrolling the city was alarmed.
The development like this was beyond Zhu Su's expectation. It can only be said that there was too little entertainment life for the people in ancient times. It was rare to encounter such new things, and it was easy to have emotional outbursts. Zhu Su touched his chin. He was already considering recruiting Luo Guanzhong, who was writing in Suzhou, to come to Beijing and make up a play about this matter. He would first use opera to counter the current public opinion offensive.
By the way, these old-fashioned literati will be completely nailed to the pillar of shame.
Zhu Su had just dismissed the people who still had unfinished business when he saw Erhu who came to summon him to the palace. As expected, Lao Zhu's Jinyi guards were all-pervasive in Yingtian Mansion. He had just finished his work, but he already knew about it. He had no choice but to follow the two tigers to go to the palace to meet the saint.
"Okay! Well done!" In the palace, Lao Zhu was in great spirits, feeling quite happy that a great revenge had been avenged. "That group of literati usually likes to gather in groups to arrange government affairs. We have long wanted to deal with them."
"Well done, Fifth Brother! We originally thought that with the way your new student has been arranged these days, it was time for us to come out and lend a hand. I never thought that you could still make such a comeback. !”
"It's really good." Next to Lao Zhu, Zhu Biao also praised him. He turned around and said solemnly to Lao Zhu: "In the past, Emperor Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty once encouraged people to learn poetry: 'There is a house of gold in the book, and there are thousands of bells of millet in the book', which was highly praised by scholars."
"Now that I think about it, how did the Thousand Bell Millet and the Golden House come out of thin air? Isn't it earned by the hard work of the common people?"
"Those old literati were not diligent in all aspects of life and did not distinguish between grains and grains. Just because they passed the exam, they could live happily ever after and have no worries about food and clothing. This is a bad government that harms the people!"
"Such a situation must not happen in the Ming Dynasty! The so-called officials do not know the actual practice, but only know how to pass the exam and seek wealth. That is taking the income of the people's labor and harming the people!"
"Father, please completely reform the imperial examination system of the Ming Dynasty. In future examinations, we may reduce the proportion of Ming Jing and Jing subjects and replace them with more practical examinations."
"What kind of skill is it to take the people's golden houses and thousands of bells of millet? If you can make all the people under your rule live in golden houses and have thousands of bells of millet in every house, then you are considered to be capable!"
"Okay! Okay! If you have such knowledge, you won't be deceived by that civil servant!" Seeing Zhu Biao like this, Lao Zhu was even more happy. He pointed at Zhu Biao and said to Zhu Su, "Look at your elder brother. Is he more like the Son of Heaven than before?"
"I think your elder brother is more proficient in studying your theory of 'labor is wealth' than you are!"
"Brother is a wise man." Zhu Su winked at Zhu Biao. This made Zhu Biao feel a little embarrassed.
"The iron clock in your house is very good!" Lao Zhu praised the iron clock again. "Jin Yiwei said that he is not well-known in your house. He has such a great talent, but he can calm down and do things that only servants do."
"It shows that this Tiezhong is a talented person!"
"What we mean is to reward him with a good background and let him directly join the tax department as a doctor. What do you think?"
"Go directly to the Taxation Department? Isn't that bad?" Zhu Su was subconsciously unhappy when he heard that Lao Zhu wanted to poach people from him. "Dad, I am also short of talents. How can I do without a trustworthy housekeeper to take care of the Imperial College, steel mills, shipbuilding, artillery and cement?"
"It's not easy to find a suitable one, how can I give it to you so easily."
"Besides, if he was determined to join the Taxation Department, wouldn't he have already registered himself?"
Seeing that Zhu Su actually disagreed, Lao Zhu was a little unhappy. "If I'm a housekeeper in your house, wouldn't I still treat this person as a servant?"
"We are in short supply of such useful and honest officials now. You must put the court first. Why is this child so insignificant?"
"The things I'm doing are not light!" Ignoring Lao Zhu's suggestion, Zhu Su responded without fear. "To put it bluntly, you didn't force those things into my hands."
"It's enough to let me be a cow and a horse, but you also want to steal people from me. You are both a father and an emperor, so you are so embarrassed."
Father and son were facing each other, Zhu Biao and Zhu Di shook their heads and laughed. In the end, Lao Zhu was at a disadvantage and decided to take a step back. "That's all, let's announce that the Iron Bell has entered the palace now."
"He did a great job, so we should give him a reward, right?"
As an emperor, can we not be able to steal your son? When it comes to using kindness and power to win people's hearts, you are still very young! Lao Zhu thought in his heart. As long as you see this iron bell in person, you will be treated with kindness and courtesy, and you don't have to worry about this person not paying homage directly.
By then, the deal is already done. How can you, the King of Wu, still be able to throw a tantrum at our emperor?
(End of chapter)
