Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 454
After the general examination, it is the palace examination.

The palace examination is about policy theory, which is used to determine the top three rankings.

Therefore, stereotyped writing has lost its use value after the examination, and has been abandoned by literati.

And because the stereotyped essay is purely a mode of doing questions, it is of no help to officials, scholars can only grit their teeth and resent, while studying with a bitter face.

However, stereotyped essays are special in that the exquisite format allows it to incorporate the rhythm of poetry. As long as stereotyped essays are well written, poetry and prose can be written at your fingertips.

"what about me?"

Zheng Sen was happy for it, and then asked nervously.

"You? I didn't pay attention!!"

Huang Zongxi recovered, and said apologetically, "I was ranked 260th, and when I saw the name, I ran back happily, and didn't continue to read."

"more than 200..."

Zheng Sen's heart felt cold in an instant, and the chances became more and more slim for him.

The exam is different from the palace exam, the ranking is not important, even if the last one is the same as the Huiyuan, there is no difference.

As long as you can pass, you can go to the palace test, but you also need to be on the list!
"There is still hope!" Huang Zongxi comforted: "You are still young, and there are plenty of opportunities!"

Hearing this, Zheng Sen showed a forced smile, you really know how to comfort people.

After half an hour, there was still no sign of the attendant.

Although the heat wave became more tormenting, Zheng Sen's heart became colder.

Seeing this, Huang Zongxi wanted to divert his attention, and couldn't help but said: "For the matter of Marquis An, the government and the public are talking about it fiercely, what's Damu's opinion?"

"Anhou Li Jizu?"

Zheng Sen was taken aback before he realized it, and said directly: "When His Majesty was not up, Marquis An followed closely, escaped from Tongguan, entered Guanzhong, and fought Huguang. Army."

"How could His Majesty easily question such a general?"

"If you don't send it from His Majesty's stay, it will explain everything."

"Precisely staying in the middle and not sending out, it contains deep meaning."

Huang Zongxi smiled, showing a confident expression.

"Brother Taichong please enlighten me!"

Zheng Sen hesitated, then cupped his hands and said.

"Hahaha!"

Huang Zongxi laughed uncontrollably, shook his head and said, "I don't dare to take it as a lesson, it's just a superficial opinion."

"If you really love Marquis An, it would have already turned the major issue into a minor one, and the punishment is not serious, but now you are staying in the middle, obviously you have some scruples."

Zheng Sen was taken aback by these words, then shook his head and said, "Although Marquis An has 60,000 people, he has not yet arrived in Yanzhou, and no one has recognized them all. Wouldn't it be easy to take them down?"

"Of course Marquis An can take it casually."

Huang Zongxi lowered his head and said softly: "However, those generals in the army are not so easy to convince."

"You are worrying unfoundedly."

After thinking about it, Zheng Sen shook his head decisively: "The world has not yet been unified. Although the nobles are powerful, they will never rise."

The two randomly quarreled eagerly, and it took a long time to break up.

"Master, master, you passed the exam—"

Only then did the attendant run over panting, his face flushed.

"Why are you coming back now?"

Only then did Zheng Sen turn his attention back, and when he saw the entourage, he scolded for a while.

"I, I was knocked out by someone, and when I woke up in a daze, I saw the list..."

"Tell you to practice more martial arts, look at how many people there are, and they will squeeze you out—"

"Wait, Oki—"

Suddenly, Huang Zongxi interrupted Zheng Sen's words and said pleasantly: "You have won!!!"

"What?" Zheng Sen was a little confused, but immediately realized: "I'm on the list? I won, and I became a tribute!!?"

Excited a lot, Zheng Sen asked: "How many names am I?"

"Master, it's the 290th seventh—"

"Not bad!"

Huang Zongxi praised: "You are on the list for the first time, and you are still so young. Your future is boundless!"

"Brother Taichong is absurd!" Zheng Sen smiled and said modestly, obviously unable to restrain the joy in his heart.

"Let's go, drink, you won't return if you don't get drunk!"

The two walked side by side and became friends without knowing it.

At this time, the emperor was fishing for self-cultivation.

After coming back from the battlefield, Zhu Yixi was a little tired after tossing around with women for a long time, so he could only go fishing to relieve his fatigue.

Yang Le saw the emperor in a red robe half lying down to enjoy the shade fishing, so he slowed down for fear of scaring away the fish.

"Is it released?"

The emperor had no scruples and asked loudly.

"Let go!" Yang Le controls Dongchang, so he naturally knows what the emperor is asking, and he can't help but say, "Most of the tributes in Nanbang are from Nanzhili, while in the north, Shanxi scholars are the first."

"Shanxi?"

Nanzhili ranked first, and Zhu Yixi was not surprised at all. The Guochao more than 200 years has been led by it.

As for Shanxi in the north, it was beyond his expectation.

After all, it was under the rule of the Qing Dynasty at that time, and it was very difficult for the examinees to come to the exam through mountains and mountains.

"There are 210 three candidates from Shanxi, and 57 people are on the list." Yang Le continued.

"The quality is so high?"

The emperor was startled, and immediately said with emotion: "It's not surprising that if you have money, you can hire famous teachers and study better."

Shanxi merchants, who are richer than Shaanxi merchants, want to train their children to take the imperial examination, it is a breeze.

After a moment of silence, the emperor asked, "What do the government and the public think about the case of Marquis An?"

Yang Le complained bitterly, and said slowly: "Many people think that it is justifiable to embezzle military rations to help the common people..."

"excusable?"

The emperor put down the fishing rod, and a doubt sounded, followed by a sigh:
"Rules are rules. If there are extenuating circumstances today, they will also be excusable tomorrow. Military law becomes child's play, and king's law is also child's play."

Ruling the country according to the law, in such a feudal humane society, naturally becomes a decoration.

The ancestral system that bound the emperor became tighter and tighter.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yixi stood up directly, and said, "Although the reasoning is nothing more than human feelings, military law is military law, how can it be easily blasphemed?"

Since coming to this troubled world, Zhu Yixi has taken the army as the foundation of his life and firmly believes that guns are the most important thing.

The consequences of misappropriating military rations, especially on the eve of the Northern Expedition, were disastrous.

And those civil officials, who don't know the severity, try to use the common people as a fig leaf, which is simply ridiculous.

Whether it is helping the people or embezzlement, for Ming, the result is the same: it will lead to the defeat of the army.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yixi's momentum turned cold in vain:
"The draft decree, An Hou and Shandong control Li Jizu, privately send troops to besiege the yamen, remove his control, and replace him with the control, and make meritorious deeds..."

"In addition, reward him with thirty army sticks—"

After finishing speaking in one breath, the Hanlin scholars at the side were busy drafting the imperial decree, while the living scholars were busy recording this incident.

"As for the case of Huai'an Mansion's embezzlement of ink and military rations, the Metropolitan Procuratorate will send special personnel to investigate thoroughly—"

(End of this chapter)