Han Twelve Lang squeezed in. He was growing, but he was still underage. Overall, he was still smaller than the students of these military academies.
When he was young, he was an orphan and grew up on the border. He saw too many battles, both big and small. Later, only Yu Zizai, who was born in the military academy, taught him something.
He still remembers the battle at Thousand Bull Castle.
Before that, he had never met someone like Yu Zizai, someone who gave him the feeling that he had seen a lot of the world, knew a lot of knowledge, and could be trusted and relied on.
In fact, after arriving at the military academy, Han Twelve gradually understood.
Yu Zizai is not that special. He just used some of the military skills he learned in the academy and his understanding of the Tatars.
But he didn't know anything at that time, just like...just like a little boy worshiping his father. It wasn't until he grew up and saw his father covered with scars that he understood,
That man is not a super warrior.
No one is.
However, this is never meant to be a slight.
On the contrary, he still misses Yu Zizai, the man who finally gave up and wanted to die with the enemy.
If he hadn't died at Thousand Bull Castle,
That's good.
Ma Rong in front of the crowd was high-spirited and good at talking.
The battlefield he described was filled with arrows and screams, just like that day;
He described a battlefield with thousands of horses galloping and corpses everywhere, just like that day...
Like Yu Zizi, he was talking about the fighting habits of the Tatars...
At the end of the lecture, Ma Rong asked people to ask questions.
He saw a man who was not very old, even younger than him,
"General Ma, the student would like to ask a question."
"Okay, you say."
Ma Rong thought that he should be confident in answering any questions about the battlefield.
But that's not what Han Twelve Lang asked.
"General Ma, what the students want to ask is, we won the battle, but what does victory mean to those who have died in the battle?"
This question shocked You Zhi standing above. Isn't this causing trouble?
Fortunately, Ma Rong had quick eyes and quick hands, "Eunuch You!"
There were so many people, so he could only shake his head slightly, "I'll answer this question."
Then he turned around and said, "Excuse me, little brother, what's your last name?"
"The surname is Han and the given name is Twelve Lang."
"A very special name."
"My adoptive father gave me this name."
Ma Rong used these two sentences to think about this question seriously, "Everyone, in order to answer this question, I want to tell a story about a person. He is the oldest soldier in our army."
"His name is Chen Jiu. He is forty-six years old. Originally, none of the four guards of the Ming Dynasty Cavalry were willing to take him, but he is a meritorious person, and the only requirement is to join. There was no way, and later he was transferred to mine. subordinates. I asked him, why are you still a soldier at such an old age? What if you die in the war, what will happen to your mother and children at home? He said, I have no mother or children, so I just make a living. eat."
"This time during the attack on the Tatars, he... died. Before he died, he told the people around him that he regretted not joining the army earlier. During the pension, we learned that Chen Jiu had a pair of sons. But he died under the iron heel of the Tatars."
Ma Rong looked at Han Twelve Lang and said, "I don't know how to answer your question, because the dead can't speak. They didn't tell me what the victory of the living means to them. But maybe, we can live To do well is the meaning of their death. A wise man keeps a bright land, that's all, no reason is needed."
It's very quiet here,
But Han Twelve Lang's heart was very noisy.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that Yu Zizai's death had actually brought about his life.
But the thought made him uncomfortable,
He didn't want to use Yu Zizi's life as the price for living a good life.
It rained again in the capital in September,
The three craftsmen who came to carve the names of the fallen soldiers on the soldier monuments in the academy carried their tools and hid in the eaves of the corridor. Han Twelve Lang was studying in the corridor pavilion. When he saw it, he came over and asked these craftsmen:
"Can you teach me this carving skill?"
The craftsmen saw that he was wearing the uniform of a military academy student and did not dare to neglect him, but they could only refuse politely, "Young Master, these are just some trivial tricks for young men. It is not impossible to learn them, but it is useless to learn them."
"It's useful. I'll engrave it for myself in the future."
Later, a gentleman from the Military Academy passed by and saw Han Twelve Lang lying there with a group of craftsmen. He wanted to go over and say something, but he stopped halfway. He couldn't practice martial arts on a rainy day, and the Military Academy Regarding the requirements for studying, Han Twelve always ranked first, forget it.
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The weather gets cooler until October.
The imperial examination of Bingyinke officially started.
For the first time in many years, the imperial court held imperial examinations in autumn, and many people were really not used to it.
The policy questions for this subject were chosen by the emperor himself.
What it means is: I only think about the governance of ancient and modern emperors, which have many roots, but they seem to be only Tao and Dharma. No emperor is more sage than Yao and Shun, and no king is more sage than Yu, Tang, civil and military officials. When the rule of law flourishes, it will be seen throughout the ages that its way is the trace of the law, and it is recorded in the sutras. Why can't the effect of the rule be as good as in ancient times?
Moreover, the rulers of the Central Plains, as powerful as the Qin and Han Dynasties, as prosperous as the Sui and Tang Dynasties, have not been seen for hundreds of years in later generations. Do they have Tao and laws that they do not abide by? Although the Song Dynasty was weak and its income was extremely difficult to reach, how could the Taoism of the Ming Dynasty be different?
Since I started practicing Zuo, I have been working hard day and night to illuminate the martyrs, but the effectiveness of the treatment has not reached its maximum. I will definitely have a definite opinion after I have learned the classics and accumulated knowledge. It is straightforward and correct, and does not use general and superficial words that are not practical. I will pick it up and do it.
Zhang Cong had finished answering the previous questions, but he fell into deep thought when looking at the last test question.
He has taken the exam several times and has already appreciated the astonishing and unparalleled talent of the talented people in the world. No matter what the topic is, there must be someone who can write a very beautiful eight-legged essay.
But he couldn't do it.
However, it is said that this addition was authorized by the emperor.
From Hongzhi to Zhengde, the emperor's style was completely different.
Not only does the emperor constantly come up with new and novel methods, but his involvement in the affairs of the government far exceeds that of the previous kings. No one can do anything in the court without the emperor's nod, and if there is the emperor's nod, no one can do it!
Including imperial examinations.
Therefore, the most important issue in the policy discussion is the emperor's intention.
Looking at the question itself, the emperor asked, since ancient times, the great governance that sage kings such as Yao, Shun and Yutang were able to achieve, why were later generations unable to achieve it? Is there something missing? The Qin and Han Dynasties were strong, the Sui and Tang Dynasties were prosperous, and even the annual income of the Song Dynasty was far ahead. Did the Ming Dynasty also miss something?
It's nothing on ordinary days, but in the context of the situation, the meaning is very obvious. What the emperor wants to ask is, is there any other way to bring order to the world?
Thinking of this, Zhang Cong probably knows how to write.
All the way through the imperial examination, there were countless hardships. Every time he endured it, it was like enduring his life. He didn't want to go through it again. No matter who was a lucky or unlucky minister, the most important thing was to be appreciated by the emperor.
After making a brief draft, he began to write:
I said to you: I heard that the emperor’s rule has the general outline of the world, and it has the great effect of governing the world...
In October, the most busy thing in the imperial court was this examination. The most busy thing for the ministers in the imperial court was to mark the examination papers for these candidates who came from all over the world.
The emperor will not read every paper, but he will balance the examiners, including the more traditional Lin Shangshu, the more flexible Gu Shilang, and the quarrelsome Mr. Xie Ge on both sides.
At least they won't select answers with the same style.
The emperor himself had another important matter.
Fifty people living in the palace cannot be allowed to live forever.
It must be decided by decree, because the wedding cannot be postponed any longer.
It was at this time that Xin'er came from Yongshou Palace.
"Your Majesty, we are happy!"
