ask sword 2

Chapter 58 First Test
The atmosphere of the wine order was very good, the cups were staggered, and the cups were exchanged. The crowd waited until late at night before leaving the feast. They got into the carriage rented by the Yang family and stayed at the hotel in Huaidefang, west of the West City.

Yang Yu obviously took to heart what Li Ang said during the day. The hotel he was looking for was a set of quadrangle courtyards.

And the luggage left in the post house outside the city, the Yang family also sent someone to pick it up in advance and put it away.

Such careful thought and action made everyone look at Yang Yugao a little more.

And according to what the servant in the hotel said, the Yang family of Chonghuafang is running a silk business in Chang'an City, and the scale is quite large.

Yang Yu is the fourth son of the Yang family. His deceased great-grandfather was a disciple of the school and an honorary doctorate, and the Yang family also prospered because of this.

However, in recent decades, the Yang family has not sent a disciple from the Academy, only the son-in-law of the Academy – if Yang Yu’s generation can no longer be a disciple of the Academy, then the power within the family may slip to another place. One room.

"The troubles of the rich N generation."

Li Ang murmured softly, picked up the towel and wiped his face.

Chai Cuiqiao's voice came from the study, "Master, what did you say?"

"Nothing, has the ink been polished?"

Li Ang wringed out and hung up the towel, walked out of the bedroom, and came to the study.

Chai Cuiqiao has polished the ink, spread the rice paper, pen hills, paperweights, and neatly stacked books on the table.

Eating, drinking and having fun is just a temporary pastime, and it is the meaning of being admitted to the Academy.

Li Ang practiced calligraphy for a while, and then let Chai Cuiqiao randomly select a few from the thick books, turn the pages at random, and read out the paragraphs.
Write down the context of the paragraph yourself, along with comments for each version, on a piece of paper.

"Crote memorization is not everything, but it is absolutely impossible without rote memorization."

Li Ang rubbed his aching brows and complained, "Tsk, the school can't be like the previous imperial examinations, anyway, there is still some room for him to go up and down."

Chai Cuiqiao on the side blinked, "Eh? What do you mean? Isn't the imperial examination very fair?"

"You don't understand."

Li Ang glanced at the little maid and said casually: "In the past, there were many ways of the imperial examination in Chang'an. At that time, the examination papers of the imperial examination were not well-known.
Candidates can use the reputation of dignitaries or Confucian scholars to influence the decision-making of the chief examiner, thereby increasing the probability of their own success.

For example, candidates edit their usual poems, write them into scrolls, and send them to the palaces of officials, dignitaries, and famous scholars for recommendation.

This is called a line roll.

And the dignitaries with positions in the political and literary circles publicly recommend talents to the examiners before the examination results are released to influence the final ranking list.

This is called public recommendation and pass list. "

"Oh, I know the line scroll."

Chai Cuiqiao nodded, "Li Taibai, Han Tuizhi, and Bai Letian have all done it."

"Well, the grass on the Xianyang Plain is dying every year. Wildfires can't be burnt out, and the spring breeze blows and grows again.

Bai Letian's "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland" is a line-scroll poem written to Gu Baoweng. "

Li Ang said casually: "At the beginning of Yu, it was quite common to make scrolls, and the people who invited people were like forests, and the people who presented books were like clouds.

But later, the school began to hide names on the exam papers, and the ordinary imperial examinations also learned to follow up. It is not so simple to think about favoritism. "

"It's better to be strict."

Chai Cuiqiao thought for a while and said, "Young master, you study so hard, you will definitely pass the fair test."

"what,"

Li Ang put down his pen and rubbed Chai Cuiqiao's hair with a wry smile, "Whoever can come to Chang'an to take the exam at the Academy is not a genius, and which one is not a hard-working student.

But in the end, there is still no one out of ten.

I don’t know where the Gongqing’s door is, and I will immediately be in the shadow of Jiuqu Spring.”

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The green trees are long in the dark summer, and the terrace reflects into the pond.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and finally, the day of the first exam of the school came.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning illuminated Chang'an, and the doors of the houses in various square cities opened one after another.

Street vendors set up roadside stalls, pedestrians ate breakfast silently, and almost no one made a loud noise.

clang clang-

With the six bells of Maozheng resounding through Chang'an,
From the twelve city gates in the south, south, and northwest, there are twelve long carriages of carriages with the logo of the Ministry of Rites.

All the teams, under the command of the yamen, drove through the slightly empty Fangshi street behind Jingjie, and met the students waiting in line with vouchers at the corner.

Students from each state took their vouchers and took turns to board the convoy in an orderly manner.
Li Ang, who was in the crowd, got into the carriage with Chai Cuiqiao, opened the curtains, and breathed in the morning air with the fragrance of earth outside the window.

It would be a lie to say that I am not nervous. Years of hard work and hard work are about to be tested, and the fate of my life will be reversed on this day.

"Master."

Chai Cuiqiao carefully took out an exercise book from the bag, and said softly, "Do you want to memorize it again?"

"No, it should be remembered, already remembered."

Li Ang took a deep breath and listened to the rustling sound of the carriage running over the stone road, and his slightly irritable mood gradually calmed down.

The carriage convoy did not drive toward the northern imperial city, where the Court of Rites was the place where the imperial examinations took place.

The initial test site of the Academy is at the foot of Xia Mountain in the southwest of Chang'an.

The Ritual Convoy drove through bridges, streets, and city gates in turn, and finally formed a long line in the city, heading southwest, followed by a larger and more messy motorcade—the motorcade hired by the family members of the candidates this year.

The wind is sunny, the grass grows and the warbler flies,
The long motorcade, under the guard of Phi Jian and the sharp pawns leading the Zhenfu Si dog, drove through the forest and mountain road.

Suddenly, the illusion of being drenched by rain flooded his mind again. Li Ang subconsciously lifted the curtains and looked out the window, but only saw the colorful mountain flowers and the Xiashan Mountain in the distance, which was obscured by clouds and mists.

The Academy is on the back of Xia Mountain.

Chai Cuiqiao also stuck his head out of the car window, smelled the fragrance of flowers in the mountains, and whispered, "Master, the convoy has slowed down."

"Well, the carriage ahead should have arrived."

As Li Ang expected, the carriage team slowed down, headed to the foot of the mountain, and stopped at the hillside.

The hillside is gentle, the grass is green, and there are more than [-] pavilions on the bank of the clear stream. Each pavilion has three floors, red walls and green tiles, and painted buildings.

This is the grass field on the edge of the school palace,

As the drums of the Ministry of Rites sounded, tens of thousands of candidates stepped out of the carriage, stood in a row according to their origin, walked to the stream in an orderly manner, and listened to the persuasion read out by the senior officials of the Ministry of Rites. Remember loyalty and patriotism.

As for the large number of dignitaries, family members, and servants, they waited in the halls and halls in the lower reaches of the stream.

"Sunrise,"

Song Shaoyuan, who was standing in front, turned his face and whispered, "How are you preparing?"

Li Ang nodded, "It's okay, how about you, Brother Song."

"Alright."

In order to resolve the tense conversations that were not nutritious, the senior officials of the Ministry of Rites on the stage rambled for a while, and finally ended the persuasion of loyalty and patriotism.

It was changed to Chen Danqiu, a middle-aged man dressed in plain blue clothes with an expressionless face, and began to explain the examination criteria.

The Preliminary Exam of the Academy is divided into two parts, the compulsory content and the elective content.

The compulsory content is scriptures, poems, questions, riding and archery.
The first three items are completed in the same test, and the one who answers first will be given priority to take the riding and shooting test.

The elective content includes but is not limited to arithmetic, Yu law, national history, phonology, danqing, military strike, chess, and engineering.
The criteria for passing the preliminary examination of the Academy is a comprehensive score, which mainly refers to the results of the compulsory content such as scriptures and poems.

As for the content of the elective examinations such as arithmetic, rhythm, and phonology, it is up to the candidates to choose whether to participate.

Only when the selected items perform exceptionally well, meeting or even exceeding the psychological expectations of the school's teaching, can they be awarded points as appropriate.

This can also be regarded as an extra opportunity for those students who are not good at writing and ink, but also have a good skill.

But it's hard,
You must know that the teaching of various majors in the Academy is an authority in their respective fields.
To stand out from the crowd, only a genius of genius can do it.

"Among the subjects for the extra test, I am most sure of arithmetic. Calculus, algebra, geometry, etc., are more than enough to deal with "Nine Chapters", "Zhushu" and "Sea Island".

Others are not sure, especially the military strike. "

Li Ang glanced at the muscular, chubby, and bearded candidates recommended by the Ministry of Military Affairs in the distance, and silently complained: "Is the maximum number of years for admission to the academy?

How many veterans are these?
Got hormones? ! "

Even if the soldiers attack, that is the site recommended by the Ministry of War,

When the students from other state capitals were still learning to kill chickens, those dear brothers were probably already on the battlefield and killed the enemy generals.

"Yu Lu and Guo Shi also feel a bit reluctant, and their scores in previous years' real exams were a little above the pass line.

Dan Qing can give it a try, with experience in medical drawing and illustration.”

Li Ang shook his head, throwing the messy thoughts out of his mind.

The lecture from Chen Danqiu, who sacrificed to the academy, continued. Zhai Yiming swept the stage with his eyes, wrote down the faces of the academy ministers, supervisors, doctors, and teachers, and whispered doubtfully, "Why not? See the mountain chief?"

"This is the first test, and the mountain chief will naturally not come forward."

Yang Yu got out of the crowd, jumped in front of the crowd in Kuangzhou with a smile, lowered his voice and said, "If you want to see the mountain chief, you have to take the final three trials."

"Brother Yang?"

Song Shaoyuan whispered in surprise, "Why are you here, aren't you from Chang'an?"

"It doesn't matter. Candidates from all over the world will disrupt the order and be randomly assigned to each examination room. It doesn't matter where they stand."

Yang Yu smiled and pouted towards the left front, "Didn't Yong Erlang also stand with the candidates from Xiangzhou."

Li Ang followed his line of sight and looked forward to the left, only to see Yong Hongzhongzheng standing with a group of young boys and girls dressed in luxurious clothes and with a calm demeanor, his expression a little nervous.

"Those are the serious children of Chang'an honorable people."

Yang Yu snapped his fingers and said casually, "Shang Shu Zuo Fu shot Pei Jing, the fourth son of Pei Su's family,
Qiu Jinghuan, the eldest son of Qiu Wenhan's family, the minister of officials,
Save the door to the sixth son of the Shizhong family,
The daughter of General Zuo Xiaowei's family"

Zhai Yiming's eyelids jumped, Yu inherited the Sui system, and the Shangshuling of Shangshu Province, although in charge of hundreds of officials, managed six departments, the actual power in the court was second only to that of His Majesty the Emperor.
But the position has remained vacant and unoccupied.

Shang Shu Zuo Pu She is actually Shang Shu Ling, the real Prime Minister of Yu Kingdom.

"But think about it on the bright side, aren't we standing in the same place as those arrogant sons and daughters of heaven?"

Yang Yu chuckled and said, "The exams in the Academy are strict, but they won't be sidelined because of the relationship between the princes and generals.

Whether you can pass the three levels in a row depends on your knowledge and luck. "

What luck.

Li Ang glanced at the nervous scholars around him, and his eyes stopped on a group of blond boys and girls with high noses and blue eyes.

"Why are there so many idiots?"

A student from Kuangzhou asked in advance, and Yang Yu replied in a low voice, "It's a school, there's no difference in teaching.

Don't look at those Hu people with blond hair and blue eyes, in fact, they are all children of the Hu Shang family who have lived in Chang'an for dozens or hundreds of years. Chang'an speaks fluently than anyone else.

In addition to the Hu people, there are also Zhou people, Nanzhao people, Xijing people, Fusang people, and even Turkic nobles and barren people from [-] barren mountains. "

Yang Yu pointed to the outlier students with different skin and hair colors in the distance, and said casually: "As long as they can pass the exam, they can also be recruited by the Academy."

"This"

The students from Kuangzhou were dumbfounded and asked, "Aren't we hostile to the Southern Zhou and Turks?

If the school accepts them as disciples, is it not afraid that they will go back to enrich the national strength of the mother country? "

"The barbarians are rude and backward. If those people really become school disciples, receive the best education and the best life, and then return to the barbaric home country, they will not be able to adapt themselves, and they will have to go back to Chang'an for a long time.

What's more, enriching the national strength of a big country can't be achieved by just one or two school children. It's a drop in the bucket.

It's about the same for a hundred or ten doctors. "

Yang Yu said: "Just like the Turks, their tribes lived by water and grass, and they moved from time to time, and they migrated thousands of miles every year.

If you really want them to learn how to farm and settle in the Yu Kingdom, build palaces, and set up the etiquette of hundreds of officials, it will only make their tribes collapse on their own—

Although the development continued like this, the national power of Yu and Turks became farther and farther apart, and they would collapse sooner or later. "

On Yang Yu's face, there was a proud smile unique to Yu people.

In this world, the powerful country of Yu is not afraid of any power. Even for the Haotian Temple on Mount Taihao, it is more respectful than awe.

The school is the strength of the Yu Kingdom.

clang clang-

With the end of the speech of Chen Danqiu, the school sacrificial wine, the melodious bell rang, and a school teacher used scissors to cut the hemp rope that was in front of the examination room, and let the candidates enter the examination room.

The first round of exams in the Academy has begun.

The family members of the candidates in the Xuanxie Langfang in the lower reaches of the stream also heard the resounding bell.

Many parents sat in their seats and prayed silently or quietly for their children.

Chai Cuiqiao was also among them, with her eyes closed, her palms clasped together, her expression reverent, and she muttered words in her mouth.

A girl in Chinese clothes next to her listened with a little curiosity, but she heard Chai Cuiqiao muttering: "Amitabha Buddha Taishang Laojun, the God of Wealth, the God of Wealth, the God of Kitchen, and the God of Kitchen are in a hurry, and the people are willing to spend three years, ah no, two Nian, ah no, it’s still three months, three months for dinner and supper to change the high school of the young master, you must pass the exam, young master.”

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