Chapter 1253 Spring Breeze Is Not Happy Enough

Thanks to the book friends: The leader of "How can you miss each other without a promise" has become the thirty-first leader of this book, thank you!

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Yu Qian pretended to be calm and listened to the lecture. The general examination is over, the imperial examination does not need to memorize it by rote, it is a test of comprehensive ability.

"...under the premise of sea transportation and massive potato planting, water transportation has actually become decadent, but it cannot be abolished suddenly. At least people must maintain the smooth flow of the river. This is not only the transportation of goods from south to north, but also a key, Ting Yi, Tell me."

"Huh? Oh!"

Yu Qian was taken aback, and quickly said under Xie Jin's smirking eyes: "The students thought it was to transport troops. If there is a disaster in the north and south, with the canal, Daming can quickly mobilize the army."

"Um."

Xie Jin took a sip of tea and said, "You are also restless when the list is announced today, so take a rest for half a day."

"Students are ashamed, after all, they can't destroy their fame and fortune."

"If fame and fortune are broken, then that's a saint. What Dehua hates the most is a saint, hahahaha!"

Xie Jin laughed and said: "Fame and fortune should be there, but the heart must be righteous, and the heart is not righteous. This fame and fortune are harmful, understand? Dehua himself said that what he wants most is to be a prince, and then do nothing , Flying eagles and running dogs all day long, molesting little girls and big wives, this is the joy of life!"

"You are still young, eh! Although Dehua is not much older than you, his experience is beyond your comparison. Go ahead, don't worry, even if you are hit, you still have to grind slowly in the officialdom. It's almost the same after you wear it down to the point where you can't show your emotions or anger."

Yu Qian felt a little confused. Although his father also told him this, he was not as naked and cruel as Xie Jin said.

"To be an official is to be a man. If you don't know how to be a man, don't try to be an official. Otherwise, there will probably be no good results."

Xie Jin finished his lecture, got up and said, "The guy from No. 1 Fresh has already gone to see the list, and he will report later. Doesn't the princess want to teach Tudou their poetry? You go and copy a copy, and calm down."

"Oh, right!"

Xie Jin remembered one thing, and said, "Do you know what Ma Su was doing when he was a scholar? Digging a hole! He was forced by Dehua to dig a hole with the farmer, and his palms were full of blood. Those who came to announce the good news I can’t even believe this is Mr. Xiucai, you... try your best!”

Yu Qian was shocked. In this era when scholars are superior to others, there are still scholars digging holes when the rankings are released. If you say this, you will be despised as mud legs.

Why?

What is Fang Xing trying to do if he has to beat down the dignity of a scholar?

Yu Qian returned to his residence, took out a pen and paper, and began to copy poems suitable for children of Tudou's age.

The princess is very kind, but a little naughty.

And Tudou doesn't have the bad habits of the children of the rich and powerful, just like a child.

Yes, it is a child, an ordinary child!

Ma Suyue seemed more stable, he was considerate in receiving people and dealing with things, neither humble nor overbearing.

Even Fang Xing didn't look like an uncle, he could chat with farmers and talk about state affairs with the emperor and prince, and he didn't feel complacent because of his status.

What about me?

Yu Qian looked out the window and thought blankly, then shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued to copy.

What am I? A scholar who doesn't even know whether he can pass the exam, let alone Xing Hebo, I can't even match that Ma Su.

What am I proud of?

What am I proud of?

What am I looking forward to?

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and I will walk slowly step by step.

With a pure mind and smooth writing, Yu Qian copied out more than 50 poems suitable for children from his memory in just half an hour.

But he didn't get up, but copied it again.

"I got it! I got it!"

Yu Qian didn't get up, but continued to copy the last poem, and then murmured: "What's the use of being sixth in the provincial examination? If you can't manage the world, you are a corrupt scholar!"

"Ting Yi! Come out!"

Xie Zhenliang shouted outside the door with joy in his voice.

Yu Qian washed the pen and put it away,

Put the copied poems into the wooden box, and then go out.

Outside the door, Xie Zhenliang said happily: "You are stable, congratulations, you have won."

Without mentioning the ranking, Yu Qian knew that his ranking would probably not be good.

"My father told you not to read those books, go out for a walk, ask Nong Sang, look at those businessmen, go ask Ma Su and Huang Zhong, grasping current affairs is the right thing to do, and you must apply what you have learned."

"Thank you, Mr. Xie, for your teaching, and the students would like to be taught!"

Yu Qian was not overjoyed to be on the list, and thanked him very calmly.

"You have realized it!"

Xie Zhenliang praised: "Although it is difficult to not be surprised by favor or humiliation, it is indispensable for those with great ambitions. You are good."

"Mr. Yu, when Madam heard about your mid-term exam, she ordered the servants to bring pens, ink, paper and inkstones, as well as a book by the master."

Muhua came out with a basket and handed it to Yu Qian.

"Thank you ma'am."

Yu Qian took the basket, and Xie Zhenliang was familiar with him, so he picked up the book and read it, then closed the book, and said with a look of reluctance: "Ting Yi, uncle thinks highly of you!"

Yu Qian thanked Zhang Shuhui, then picked up the book and looked at the cover, where the word "My Country" was written on it, and asked, "What kind of book is this? Brother Zhen Liang, why didn't you read it."

Xie Zhenliang smiled wryly and said, "I won't be an official, so my father won't allow me to read this book."

Yu Qian's curiosity aroused, so he let go of the book, there is an index of contents, the first directory is...

——Minsheng!

Then there is agriculture, military, commerce, industry... and finally diplomacy.

Yu Qian took a deep breath, closed the book decisively and handed it to Xie Zhenliang, and said in fear: "Brother Zhenliang, this is the book of the emperor! Students dare not read it."

Xie Zhenliang said disapprovingly: "This is because you made a mistake. Uncle said that what the emperor should learn is to look at people and how to employ people. The rest only needs to be understood a little. Those who know the poor are fools."

"I just read the first part of the commercial, and Uncle's writing is really wonderful."

Xie Zhenliang knew that Yu Qian was stubborn, so he seduced: "I will pay you as much as you have created value for me. When you can no longer create value for me, it is waste. Conversely, when you provide When my reward cannot reflect my value, it is also a waste. This is human nature, and those who can get rid of human nature are the loyalty in everyone's mouth!"

Yu Qian murmured: "Uncle's words can be expanded, up to Jiuchongtian, down to Shengdou Xiaomin... This is a description of human nature!"

"Human nature is greedy, and people are born to pursue profit. These are the original words of my uncle. Ting Yi, please take a good look."

Fang Xing was vaguely alluding to the values ​​above the court. Yu Qian understood, and bowed and said, "Thank you brother Zhenliang, the students will study carefully, and after that, they will make progress and dare not forget."

Xie Zhenliang smiled and said: "Uncle has no heart of power and minister, and does not need others to return to his heart. He is just looking for like-minded people. Aspirations are all over the world, and Tao is practical learning. Abandon metaphysical boasting. Ting Yi, Uncle His ambition is lofty, his great-grandson is heroic, and Ming has a lot to do!"

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"Father, Daming has a lot to do!"

Zhu Di looked at the list of tributes in his hand, and then looked at Zhu Gaochi's complacency as if all the heroes of the world had fallen into my trap, and said expressionlessly: "Most of them are unusable. This is the hero of the world? It's ridiculous!"

Every time a scholar is selected through the imperial examination, in the end, in the tempering of the officialdom, I don't know how many people will fall down and be mediocre. In the end, there are only a few who can be valued by the king.

Zhu Gaochi said awkwardly: "Father, the world will return to its heart, even if there are sages left in the wild, they still belong to Daming."

This is the meaning of meat rotten in the pot. Zhu Di said disdainfully: "What's the use of not being able to do things? You can't distinguish the five grains, and you don't work hard. It's better to be wan. This generation is good at guessing people's hearts, but they don't understand government affairs, that's all! What do you think of Yu Qian?"

When Zhu Di mentioned Wanwan, Zhu Gaochi felt a little resentful, and then calmed down and said: "Father, Yu Qian's article was judged as a shocking statement. If it wasn't for the fact that he was the sixth in the Zhejiang/Jiangsu provincial examination, he would almost have been judged as a shocker." Dethroned."

Zhu Di sneered and said, "Articles, articles, my family doesn't need articles. Remember, the so-called articles are only used to embarrass those scholars. You don't need articles for work, you want people like Xia Yuanji!"

Zhu Gaochi asked curiously: "Father, what about Xing and Uncle?"

He regretted it after asking, but still refused to take it back.

"Xing Hebo?"

Zhu Di smiled lightly and said, "That Zhuzi is a hozen. You must remember that when you read and study, you have to study hard. Most of the poor classics are pedantic and unusable."

This is the theory of employing people. Flexible people can get things done quickly. Most old-fashioned people are unusable. To be a king, one must know people and be good at their duties, and place various courtiers in places that suit them, rather than follow the procedures all at once.

As for Fang Xing, what Zhu Di meant was that he was able to read and study well, so he understood by analogy.

As for Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Di took a look at him and said, "You are not far from the Haoqiongjing. If it wasn't for your lack of stamina, I would have liked you to go out to sea this time."

"My son... feel ashamed."

Zhu Di was alluding to Zhu Gaochi sitting in a well and watching the sky, and he had to accept this evaluation.

If the son is useless, then vigorously cultivate the grandson!

This is what Zhu Di means, and it is undisguised!

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