Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

In the 26th year of Jiajing, in the early spring of March, outside Beijing, all kinds of mountain flowers are competing to bloom. The newly grown weeds and wicker are swaying in the wind, and it is full of vitality as far as the eye can see.Pedestrians on the road come and go, and all kinds of people greet each other. Even outside the city gate, people can feel the prosperity and excitement of the capital of this country.

The early spring of March was also the time for Jinshi examinations. The Jinshi who came to take the exam had already arrived in Beijing, and they were scattered among the various inns.

The camera scanned the spring scenery outside the city of Beijing, and then crossed the city gate to the outside of an inn. Outside the inn stood a few young people in Taoist robes and square scarves. They looked at the city of Beijing with novelty in their eyes.

"I think the spring is just right today. It's not good for us to stay in the house and study every day. Why don't we go out for an outing outside the city?" A young man said looking at the people around him.

"What Jiyuan said is good, let's study hard in the house all day, why not go out for a walk." Another person responded.

"Yes, yes, but it's better to come back earlier."

"Hahahaha, what uncle said is that the Jinshi examination will be in a few days. Let's come back early, so as not to close the gate of the city."

"In this case, go early and return early, take a walk, don't waste time."

Several scholars chatted and laughed with each other, then turned around and walked out of the city. One of the scholars, called Shuda, turned his head to look at the camera as if he had discovered the camera. He had a handsome face and looked very elegant. Handsome, like a willow tree.

He has a calm face and a dark look in his eyes. Although he doesn't look in his early twenties, he has a calm demeanor.

As soon as everyone saw him looking back, fans who were familiar with Ming history covered their mouths one after another, with tears in their eyes.

"Uncle, it's Zhang Juzheng's name!"

"This man is Zhang Juzheng!"

"This is the scholar of the Ming Dynasty!"

"The best gold list ever!"

Ming Fan looked at Daming in the picture and a group of scholars who turned to leave, and their eyes were inexplicably full of melancholy and emotion. What they saw in front of them was their favorite dynasty, that complex but extremely unique era.

in the screen.

Zhang Juzheng left with a group of scholars, and the camera caught up with them. The group of scholars walked out of Beijing city while talking and laughing.

Zhang Juzheng was walking at the back, looking at the spring scenery in front of him, his eyes showed a bit of admiration and admiration.

A group of scholars chatted and laughed, talked about the world, wrote poems and essays, and exchanged classics, history and policies.

A scholar sneered and said: "If I become a Jinshi, I must enter the Yushitai. I will go to the censor every day!"

"Er Zhan, don't be like this, we are still scholars, we should be careful when we speak."

The scholars began to discuss, and the audience also listed everyone's name in detail on the barrage.

"Erzhan is Zou Yuanbiao, one of the representatives of the later Donglin Party."

"I know, it's the censor who dared to speak out!"

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For those who love Ming history, the history from Yan Song to Wei Zhongxian in the later period can be said to be deeply engraved in their bones. Seeing living historical figures appear in front of them, the struggle between the Donglin Party and the Eunuch Party in the history of the Ming Dynasty appeared in the In my own mind, many people were unwilling to reconcile, and cursed at the air: You dog!

In the picture, Zou Yuanbiao didn't take it seriously after hearing what the scholar said.

"As a Juren, I am a candidate for Jinshi. Jinshi is an official in the court. How can I not be responsible for the important affairs of the court? Just say that I am not a Juren, even ordinary people, why should I keep my mouth shut and let that traitor make trouble in the court? ?!" Zou Yuanbiao snorted, his tone displeased.

A scholar next to him came out to smooth things over.

"Hey, Erzhan, Li Qiu, both of you, calm down. What Erzhan said is not wrong. Even if we are ordinary people, we must not sit idly by and ignore the country. What Li Qiu said is not wrong. , we don't have an official position now, even if we say it, it won't help."

Zou Yuanbiao looked at the man and snorted again.

"Zhongfang, you are used to being a peacemaker, but what you said is also reasonable. Brother Li Qiu was the one who offended me."

Li Qiu expressed that he didn't care. Everyone knew Zou Yuanbiao's temperament, so they didn't say anything, but they all bypassed these things in a tacit understanding.

Many people are very sentimental about the year of the Ming Dynasty, seeing one familiar name after another, they can't help but burst into tears.

"Zou Yuanbiao and Yang Jisheng are famous admonishers!"

"Yang Jisheng was framed to death by Yan Song in the end. Really, it's so sad."

"The one with the mildest temper is the one who resists the most, alas."

Many people sat at home and looked at the pictures in front of them, and their eyes turned red unconsciously. They were familiar with the history of the Ming Dynasty. When they saw these pictures, they couldn't help but think of the fate of these people.

There are also some who are not familiar with Ming history, watching the barrage of popular science is full of mixed feelings, the Ming Dynasty has internal and external troubles, and treacherous court officials frequently appear, but there are also batch after batch of Ming court officials who dare to resist, but these Most people don't end well.

For these people who dare to fight, the audience can easily sympathize and feel heartache for them.

In the picture, Zhang Juzheng walked behind the crowd without saying a word, neither refuting nor agreeing with Zou Yuanbiao and Yang Jisheng's words.

A group of scholars looked around and never mentioned the affairs of the court, but some scholars who didn't want to cause trouble had consciously walked away from Zou Yuanbiao and Yang Jisheng.

Walking along the river bank to the end, the group of people turned around and walked back. Zhang Juzheng fell behind, looking up at the purple flowers above God's evil, and couldn't help slowing down, looking at these purple flowers carefully.

"The capital actually has such scenery." Zhang Juzheng said, reaching out to catch a falling purple flower.

When Zhang Juzheng's eyes fell on Xiaohua in his palm, he also found that because he walked slowly, the group of scholars had already gone far away, but there was still a person in black clothes standing in front of him.

This person was dressed strangely and did not wear a square scarf on his head. According to the strict clothing class of the Ming Dynasty, those without a headscarf were mostly civilians, but the clothes on the person in front of him should not be civilian clothes, and the material of the clothes It's not ordinary at first glance, could it be someone from a foreign land?
Zhang Juzheng looked at the person in front of him, pinched the purple flower in his hand, and asked: "Your Excellency, who is it?"

The person in front of him lightly cupped his hands and nodded slightly in salute.

"Junior Lin Yi, who came from a descendant four years later in 470, met Zhang Juzheng, Mr. Zhang."