Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 440 Noisy
The imperial court won a big victory and established slavery, and the whole city celebrated. The market also took advantage of the discount, which caused a boom.

While buying things that are cheaper than usual, the common people prayed to God and worshiped Buddha, thanking God for his blessing.

And with the approach of April Chunwei, people from various southern provinces also rushed to Nanjing one after another, preparing to participate in Enke in the first year of Shaowu.

No matter how terrible the military disaster is, it can't stop everyone's enthusiasm to become Jinshi.

Not to mention anything else, in the future, even if he surrendered and became a slave, the treatment of a Jinshi is more than a little bit better than that of a Juren.

The inns in Nanjing are full, and there are many monasteries. Those poor people who are struggling will try their best to vacate a room at this time, and they can earn a lot of money by renting it out.

A poor scholar, a rich man, who came to Nanjing from a long distance, is not a poor person.

Even the Juren in Yunnan, although Sun Kewang obstructed them in every possible way, they still did everything possible to choose to leave their hometown and take the Jinshi examination for several years.

No way, this is the power of orthodoxy.

And these Juren are the core of the power of the folk gentry, and it can be said that they will get twice the result with half the effort to win them over.

Since Chongzhen XVI's Jinshi Department, there have been no imperial examinations in the world for four years, and scholars all over the world are extremely eager for it.

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, taking this opportunity also began a deformed prosperity scene.

People hold banquets by the river every now and then, discussing state affairs.

"Young Master, I heard that even Juren from Yunnan, Shanxi, Shandong and other places have come here. The number of Juren participating in Enke this time is probably more than [-]!"

Zheng Sen was riding a horse and wearing a robe, and the book boy was holding the horse while muttering.

"more than!"

Zheng Sen looked at the brightly lit Qinhuai River, where there were many restaurants, flags fluttering, and pedestrians weaving together. The entire Qinhuai River was crowded by painted boats, and the smell of rouge and gouache had already washed ashore.

Looking at the graceful singing and dancing geisha on the painting boat, Zheng Sen couldn't help being a little dazed, and shook his head vigorously:
"The saddest thing in the world is the beauty pass, even the mentor is like this, it really shouldn't be underestimated."

After finishing speaking, he continued to answer: "The imperial court has won such a big victory, the whole world was shaken, and the hearts of those who sat and watched were also moved."

After walking a few more steps, we came to Longmen Restaurant.

For example, Zhuangyuan Building, Longmen Building and other lucky names, logically speaking, should be countless on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

But the key to the business of the merchants lies in the background. After a lot of competition from the people behind them, and each showing their talents, the restaurant can enjoy its own name.

Just like the Longmen Tower in front of him, the previous backer was Wei Guogong's mansion, but now it is rumored to be Xuanhou Zhumeng.

"Young master, I heard that this first-class restaurant can get ten thousand taels a year, which is much easier than our hard-earned money."

"It's not easy to make this kind of money."

Zheng Sen waved his sleeves, jumped, and dismounted beautifully, causing the pedestrians beside him to applaud.

"Da Mu, you are worthy of being the disciple of Lord Mu Zhai (Qian Qianyi's name), he is both civil and military!"

At this time, a handsome scholar came from the side, dressed in fine clothes, with a face full of wealth and honor.

"It's nothing more than a trick!" Zheng Sen also smiled and cupped his hands, getting used to it.

The wealth of the Zheng family, coupled with Qian Qianyi's political resources, made him very popular in the Imperial College.

"Brother Wei, you are here too."

"Yes!" Wei Zhongning shook his head and said, "The Guozijian is like a bird, if you don't come out for a stroll, you will suffocate people to death."

"Go, let's go up together."

When I went to the restaurant, I heard a noise as soon as I got to the box.

"Don't they Beiren also have imperial examinations? Why are they so embarrassed to compete with us?"

"Hmph, the great rivers and mountains are surrendered, and you still have the nerve to come to Nanjing? Shameless!"

"Northern people are soft bones..."

Zheng and Wei looked at each other and opened the box.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Wei, you are here, please sit down!"

The visitor hurriedly waved.

In the huge private room, three tables were finished in the shape of characters, but no surprise, the two sat in the innermost seats.

"By the way, why did you talk about Beiren?"

Wei Zhongning put down his folding fan and asked in doubt.

"This wasn't in the second year of Hongguang. Jiannu held rural examinations in Shanxi, Shandong, Beizhili, Henan and other places. This year there is also Chunwei, which just happened to hit us."

The person in the lead, a thin and small man, said with a clever face.

"You said they have Chun Wei, how can they still grab it from us?"

At this time, another person rushed to say: "I heard that there are more than [-] candidates who have entered Beijing this time, which is amazing."

Hearing this, Zheng Sen suddenly realized that it turned out that he was afraid that the northerners would snatch the quota.

"Everyone, stop thinking about it."

At this time, Zheng Sen shook his head and said: "Although many northern provinces have fallen, Shaanxi and Henan are still there. It is impossible to cancel the north-south division list, and the court will not cancel it either."

As he spoke, he said with a little deep meaning: "It's about the great cause of the Northern Expedition!"

"Ah, what a pity, what a pity—"

"Why is that—"

Many people were wailing, with mournful expressions on their faces.

Since the case of the South and North List, the imperial court has divided the test quota into three, namely South, North, and Central.

That is, Zhejiang, Jiangxi, Fujian, Huguang, Guangdong, and Nanzhili (except Fengyang, Anqing, and Luzhou) are the southern list, accounting for [-]% of the places.

The northern volume is for Shandong, Shanxi, Henan, Shaanxi, Beizhili, and Liaodong, Daning, and Wanquan Sandu Division, with [-]% of the quota.

The middle volume is Sichuan, Guangxi, Yunnan, Guizhou, the three prefectures of Luzhou, Fengyang, and Anqing in South Zhili, and the three prefectures of Xu, Chu, and He, with [-]% of the quota.

Therefore, many scholars fantasize that if the north falls, the number of places will naturally decrease or even be cancelled, and the chances of them, the southerners, will be high.

It's a pity that no matter how reluctant you are, anyone who knows a little bit about politics knows that this is impossible.

As a result, many people began to envy the fallen northern provinces instead.

Seeing such a scene, Zheng Sen sneered in his heart, even if there were no northerners, you would have no chance.

"Everyone, the imperial court won this battle, and the Northern Expedition is not far away. When the time comes, all officials will be vacant, and we will have the opportunity to fill the vacancies..."

"That's right, during the Hongwu period, Taizu still liked to use Jiansheng, but he was not willing to use Jinshi..."

Under self-consolation, many people began to drink freely again.

So everyone used the strength of wine to strategize and make a lot of wise plans to demote Jiannu to nothing, as if they had become Zhuge Liang.

Zheng Sen shook his head and left with an excuse.

And here, Gouzi is reading a book, nodding from time to time, his eyes are sleepy.

"Jia Daihua, don't sleep!"

At this time, the sir's roar woke him up from his sleep.

"Stretch out your hand!"

Seeing the ruler getting closer, Gouzi couldn't help begging for mercy, "Sir, I know I was wrong."

"Hmph, if the young don't work hard, the old man will be sad!"

But the master sneered and said: "Your father fought on the battlefield for you to study in school, but you slept in class. Have you ever been ashamed?"

The dog couldn't help but close his eyes.

At this time, there was an exclamation from outside the door: "Overjoyed, overjoyed, the imperial court won a great victory, and the establishment of slaves was defeated—"

"Really?" The gentleman was overjoyed and left in a hurry.

Gouzi breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)