A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 144: Alas, I have a golden idea (Part )
Wang Yaochen didn't expect that he would be the first to be called out.

Especially the rhetoric to make up for the palace examination.

But Wang Yaochen quickly figured it out.

In the entire Class A, there are only a few people like him who have good results in the provincial examination but do not take part in the palace examination.

It can be said that Wang Yaochen is the most qualified person to learn this method of discussing policy in class.

Before Zhang Yuan defected to Li Yuanhao, the palace examination was the last screening test for the Song Dynasty, with the acceptance rate being one-third, one-half, or two-thirds.

In short, everyone is trying to move down!

Especially since Wang Zhu had just passed the palace examination and became a Jinshi.

So after being confused for a while, Wang Yaochen stood up and listened to Wang Zhu's questions.

“How can we select talented individuals to revitalize the government?”

Wang Zhu's move is also to arouse the curiosity of more students.

Encourage them to work hard in order to reach the palace examination!
Now Wang Yaochen is the best target.

As Wang Zhu expected, many students looked at Wang Yaochen.

Even though he passed the provincial exam, he would rather stay put for another three years in order to become the top scorer. Such a spirit is a good example for everyone!
After Wang Yaochen made sure that he had heard the Master's question clearly, he began to think about it carefully.

Normally, the palace examination takes a whole day.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the emperor will add an oral test after reviewing the written test, ask questions personally, and let the candidates answer on the spot.

Even if you don't pass the written test well, the examiner may directly select you as the top scorer if you answer satisfactorily.

Song Xuan leaned against the tree and fanned himself with the poetry collection.

"Twelfth brother, why don't you listen to the teacher's questions?"

Zhang Fangping felt that this was what going to school was all about.

I just spent my days hanging out with my twelfth brother at the Song family private school, just to keep healthy.

"I wouldn't bother with that. That's a question from the Palace Examination, a high-level one. You don't know how competitive the exam is."

Song Xuan had no intention of suppressing Wang Yaochen at all. He was determined to answer better than him.

"We should focus on laying a solid foundation and not aim too high."

After listening to Song Xuan's analysis, Zhang Fangping immediately regained his composure.

Twelve Brother is indeed a child prodigy.

My brain works so fast!

Zhu Yu, who was originally listening attentively and wanted to think about it, quickly glanced at Song Xuan.

His words unconsciously entered my ears.

That's the truth.

One should not be too ambitious.

Wang Tai didn't want to be too close to the crowd, so he sat in a place where Song Xuan was less crowded, instead of basking in the sun to listen to the teacher's lecture.

Song Xuan might have been too hot, so he couldn't hold back his voice when he spoke just now.

The son of the former prime minister was Wang Dan's youngest son. When Wang Tai heard Song Xuan's remarks, he looked at him with a higher regard.

So Wang Tai couldn't help but ask:
"Shi Er Lang, do you really think so?"

Song Xuan turned his head suspiciously, but he didn't recognize him.

But Zhang Fangping had a photographic memory, so he whispered, "Wang Tai."

"What did you say, brother Wang, and what did you think?"

"That's what you just said."

"Oh oh oh."

Song Xuan came back to his senses and said with his hands spread out:

"Isn't it obvious? Most of us haven't even passed the Jieshi exam, yet we want to see the questions for the Palace Exam. Don't dream so big. It's better to keep our feet on the ground and prepare for the Jieshi exam."

"After passing the preparatory exam, we still have a year to prepare for the provincial and palace exams. Only then will we be on the same track as Brother Wang!"

"Otherwise, if the first step doesn't work, then no matter how hard you try, the third step won't work!"

Because the provincial examination and the palace examination are very close to each other, there is not much time to prepare.

Even if you fail the pre-examination this year, you can still take it next year, and then prepare for the provincial and palace examinations without stopping.

Wang Tai suddenly felt that he had underestimated Song Xuan.

Because of the Dou Chou incident, Wang Tai thought Song Xuan was lucky, but now listening to his words, he seemed very organized.

Definitely not an ordinary person!

"I really admire Shi Er Lang's words." Wang Tai introduced himself:
"My name is Wang Tai. My father is the late Duke of Wei. I ranked ninth in the entrance exam. I hope Twelve Lang will support me in the future."

Song Xuan showed doubt in his eyes. He first bowed to protect his family, then asked:
"What is the Duke of Wei's name? I've lived in the countryside for a long time and don't know it."

"My father, Wang Dan."

"Worthy of being enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple!"

Song Xuan bowed again to show his respect to Wang Dan.

After all, there were only three people who were allowed to enshrine Zhenzong in the Taimiao, one military general, two prime ministers, and one of them was his father.

Wang Tai also returned the favor to Song Xuan on behalf of his father. His two elder brothers became officials through family connections, but he wanted to enter the government through the imperial examination.

"Our academy is truly full of hidden talents!"

Song Xuan looked at Zhang Fangping and mentioned it. He felt that there were many children of officials in the academy.

It seems that Yan Shu's signboard is still very good.

So many young talents were attracted at once.

Although Wang Tai always mentions these eight words, it is also a way to motivate himself.

Everyone knows that my father deserves to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

As a son, I must never bring shame to my father!
Zhang Fangping nodded.

He felt that even if he would not be able to be enshrined in the Taimiao in the future, he could still earn a "title" for his father and ancestors.

Fan Xiang, the last person to take the entrance exam, also joined the group chat and introduced himself.

Several young students started chatting smoothly and got to know each other.

Seeing the four people gathered around him, Song Xuan took the initiative to speak:

"Why don't we set up a supervision and mutual learning group to jointly solve the test."

Zhang Fangping immediately agreed.

"That's a good idea." Wang Tai also nodded.

Fan Xiang and Zhu Yu both had no objection.

Wang Tai thought for a moment and said, "Shi Er Lang, your name is too difficult to pronounce. Why not change it?"

"Let's call it the Qinglong Mutual Aid Study Group!"

Everyone looked at Song Xuan and listened to his explanation:
"The Azure Dragon is on the left, the White Tiger is on the right, and the Old Ox is in the middle. Yingtian Academy is located to the east of Song City, so it naturally occupies the Azure Dragon position, which is a good omen."

They didn't know much about Song Xuan's formula, which seemed to be Taoist.

Wang Dan was a Buddhist, and Wang Tai was also influenced by him, so they were confused by Song Xuan's words.

"Good, good, good."

Fan Xiang was happiest when he said several good words.

The main reason was that Fan Xiang ranked last in the entrance examination, but was assigned to Class A, which put him under a lot of pressure.

He had no deskmate, and the others were not very enthusiastic towards him.

As a result, because he didn't fit in, he accidentally joined the small group of the top few, which made him unhappy.

In the Qinglong mutual aid study group, Zhang Fangping ranks first, Song Xuan ranks third, Zhu Yu ranks fourth, Wang Tai ranks ninth, and Fan Xiang ranks last in the entire grade.

No matter how you look at it, this mutual learning group seems to be designed to solve the problem of Fan Xiang, who is holding things back.

"Brother Fan, why are you so sad?" "After the sun went down, I had no candles to study with, and I ranked last on the test."

"The teacher said that I have many areas that need improvement, but I don't have enough time during the day, so I can only study hard at night."

"I haven't been able to find work as a bookkeeper lately, so I'm counting on the candles from the academy."

Zhu Yu also nodded. He used candles to study at night, and the energy consumed was really too fast.

"What's so difficult about this?"

Wang Tai immediately said that he had bought enough candles and could give you a few.

"Thank you, Brother Wang, but I can't accept it."

Fan Xiang chuckled a few times:

"This is something I'll need long-term. My dad taught me not to do this when I'm away from home."

"I know that your brother's family is wealthy, that he is enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and that his brothers are officials in Tokyo."

"If you are willing, could you please introduce me to a job as a bookkeeper? That way I will have the confidence to make friends with you."

Fan Xian's words were sincere and heartfelt.

Wang Tai couldn't force the candle to fall on him, and asking him to take over would be an insult to him.

Wang Tai agreed to the matter first, and then told Fan Xiang when he found a job as a clerk.

Listening to team member Fan's detailed description of the dilemma, Song Xuan was also thinking about how to solve it smoothly?
Could it be that he was asked to fill in the follow-up work of Shupu's novel so early?
But I still have the time and energy to produce the complete version of Journey to the West.

Especially when doing something well, you must control the quality, otherwise it is very easy to fail.

"Hey, I suddenly thought of a good idea. Not only do you not have to spend money on candles, but you can also study with other students."

Song Xuan suddenly stretched out a finger, and his eyes lit up!
"Ok?"

Fan Xiang's eyes also lit up, but Wang Tai immediately poured cold water on him:

"Shi Er Lang, we all know your abilities, but no one wants to go to jail with you again."

"Yes."

Zhu Yu had also heard of Song Xuan's heroic deeds.

Nothing can happen to him, the whole family is counting on him.

Zhang Fangping also had a "good idea" to doubt Song Xuan.

Because based on his understanding of Song Xuan, that must be a bad idea.

Brother Twelve dares to do things that many people dare not do, and he can even do them on a grand scale!

Otherwise, could I be influenced by him and suggest that we should kill his whole family once and for all?
"Hey." Song Xuan patted his chest and said:

"As the first president of the Azure Dragon Society, how could I harm you?"

Thanks to Song Xuan's great achievement in killing Dou Chou, Wang Tai curled his lips and said:

"Tsk, hard to say."

Song Xuan glanced at Nan Shuo Ge, but he was not angry. He vowed to make them change their inherent impression of him and whispered:

"This idea of ​​mine is perfect, and it can achieve multiple goals at once!"

"Twelfth brother, stop keeping us in suspense and tell us now."

When Fan Xiang heard that he could read books at night for free, he immediately became excited.

Where did this sucker come from?
Being remembered by Song Xuan!

"Today, I saw monks buying lottery tickets in the store, and it reminded me of the lights in their halls that stay on all night long."

"It's not hot in the main hall with so many monks chanting. Brother Fan can go to the temple at night and study by candlelight!"

"This way, I can not only alleviate my current predicament of not being able to read at night, but also prevent the candles in the temple from being wasted. It's a win-win situation!"

Silence!
In fact, Fan Xiang was moved!
The temple hall was indeed a good place to read at night, but he felt a little embarrassed.

After all, it is a quiet place for people who practice cultivation. I would feel bad if I went there to disturb them!

Wang Tai felt that it was inappropriate when he heard this, as he knew a little about Buddhism.

Zhu Yu's eyes lit up. It was indeed a good idea.

"What if the monk questions me or drives me away?"

Fan Xiang couldn't resist the temptation and asked actively.

He simply didn't have any extra money to buy candles.

However, as the last in the school, he was also a genius in study and a top student in the eyes of his fellow townsmen. To think that he had fallen to the last place made him feel very frustrated!

I must work hard and strive!
If my parents ask fellow villagers to come and see me in the future, and this is the result, will they still be proud?

Can they still hold their heads up high in their hometown?
"If a monk asks you, you should reply that you have already asked the Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva or Buddha has not refused you from studying here at night."

"Ah, what did the Bodhisattva say?"

Fan Xiang's eyes were filled with a desire for knowledge.

Song Xuan made an OK gesture:
"Just say that in your hometown, that means you agree."

Zhang Fangping's shoulders were shaking with laughter.

Twelve brother is really awesome!

Today he saw a monk extorting money from others, so his twelfth brother immediately sent a group of energetic scholars to the monk's temple, torturing each other!
"Is this really possible?"

Fan Xiang has decided to give it a try in the evening.

Anyway, he has no other way to go at the moment!
Wang Tai was so angry that he laughed when he heard Song Xuan's unreasonable remarks.

"Shi Er Lang, you said that just because the Bodhisattva agreed, you really don't take those masters seriously!"

Song Xuan chuckled: "Even the monks can't refuse on behalf of the Bodhisattvas!"

Wang Tai was stunned. He believed that he had been completely fooled by Song Xuan.

But Wang Tai found that he really had no way to refute it.

It is the right to interpret Buddhism.

Why do you say your explanation is correct?

If your explanation is correct, then why did the emperors all destroy Buddhism?

Seeing that Wang Tai was speechless, Fan Xiang said softly:

"Shi Er Lang, I'm going to find a few people to accompany me and give me courage to go there and study."

"Yes, never fight alone!"

Song Xuan naturally encouraged Fan Xian.

Zhu Yu felt that he should wait for Fan Xiang and the others to explore the way before making a decision.

Fan Xiang quickly pulled Wang Tai aside and said, "Brother Wang, can you come with me tonight and pay your respects to the Buddha?"

Wang Tai wanted to refuse, but he pointed his finger:
"Why don't you ask the man who came up with the idea to go with you?"

"I know Shi Er Lang has an appointment tonight. How can I interfere with his plans?"

Fan Xiang patted his chest again:
"Besides, Shi Erlang was just the one who came up with the idea. Going to the temple to read is not something that should get you thrown in jail."

"Or do you really believe in the existence of Buddha?"

"You don't have words to say, but you have strange power and chaos!"

Wang Tai fell silent again.

He was struggling, but actually he agreed with Song Xuan's idea and didn't think it was a bad idea!
"Brother Fan, you go first. If you can't win the debate against those stinky monks in the future, ask me to go first."

Song Xuan added fuel to the fire:

"Besides, my brother's father deserves the highest honor of being enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. As his son, I cannot take any risks. I must always be mindful of my words and actions, otherwise I could easily betray my father, just like that idiot Dou Han!"

"Never mind, it's alright anyway. I'll go check it out with you."

As soon as the words "my father is worthy of being enshrined in the Taimiao" were mentioned, Wang Tai was directly put on the spot and had to risk his life to accompany the gentleman.

(End of this chapter)