Datang: Dad, I really didn't want to rebel!

Chapter 184
Chapter 246
For example, poor family officials usually bring their favorite works before the exam, and then visit those high-ranking officials, expecting to be appreciated and recommended. hopefully.

It can be said that the Jinshi Department is between the imperial examination system and the recommendation system.

This is also the reason why aristocratic families can prosper. If scholars want to find someone to recommend but are afraid of trouble, they will directly join a wealthy family because they have no shortage of recommenders.

Sure enough, when the examinee finished talking about his recommendation, the recording official couldn't help but raise his head with a look of surprise on his face.

Zheng Rentai is also quite an influential figure in the army. To be recommended by him, his status in the Zheng family should not be low.

When the crowd was commotioning, a refined young man suddenly stood up and said: "Student Lu Zhaolin, mentors are Cao Xian and Wang Yifang, and recommend people to help."

Whoa!
When everyone around heard the young man's words, expressions of surprise and envy suddenly appeared on their faces.

Cao Xian is a great Confucian and occupies an important position in the literary world.

And Wang Yifang, a famous educator, once worked under Wei Zheng, and was highly regarded by him.

These two are famous people, and it is really surprising that this young man can become their student.

The other is the recommender Laiji, who used to be a Jinshi during the reign of Wude, and is now a member of Zhongshu Sheren, and co-authored "Book of Jin" with Linghu Defen, which shows his literature.

It is an absolute honor for a scholar to be appreciated by so many talented people.

However, if Li Chengqian was here, he would be even more surprised.

He was not surprised by people like Cao Xian, but by Lu Zhaolin himself.

Lu Zhaolin was born in the early Tang Dynasty. At that time, the literary world was already quite impressive. Although there were no top figures at the level of immortal saints, there were also many masters who founded mountains and established schools and became famous for a while.

Among them, the most talked about is the "Four Heroes of the Early Tang Dynasty", and Lu Zhaolin is one of them.

These four people are all extraordinary, Wang Bo was able to write at the age of six, Wang Luo Bin was able to write poetry at the age of seven, Yang Jiong was awarded the first prize as a child prodigy at the age of ten, and Lu Zhaolin was well-educated when he was more than ten years old, and his reputation spread far and wide.

Among them, Lu Zhaolin had the most tragic fate.

He became famous at a young age and went through the prosperity, but his fate was full of ups and downs.

In his middle age, he thought that after going through hardships, he should be able to reach the pinnacle of life, but who would have thought that fate would play a trick on him again.

Lu Zhaolin was ill, so seriously ill that even Sun Simiao, the King of Medicine, was unable to do anything.

As he wrote in "Five Sorrows", "The bones are half dead, the blood is exhausted, the four branches are withered, and the facial features are missing. The skin is folded and wrinkled, and the clothes are twisted and knotted... lifeless, dark and hopeless. , The tragic situation is impressive, and I can't bear to read it."

At that time, he was only 40 years old. He had gone through many ordeals and his heart had already been persevering. However, when this kind of thing happened to him, he still collapsed.

He was plagued by illness, and it was very difficult to even move. In addition, the condition worsened, and his legs and feet atrophied. Such blows and sufferings were enough to knock a person down, so he threw himself into the Yingshui for relief.

It was a few kilometers away from the hospital bed to Yingshui, but Lu Zhaolin dragged his mutilated body like this, limped to the bank of Yingshui River, and threw himself into the river.

This is a literary giant who, apart from his poems and songs, left the last trace of dignity to the world.

Just like Zhang Xie in the Ming Dynasty talked about Lu Zhaolin’s emotion: ancient and modern literati are extremely poor, and there is no one like Lu Shengzhi.If the husband is not successful in his official position, he will be deaf, he will suffer from chronic illness forever, and he will never be able to talk about it again, until he throws himself into the belly of a fish. There is no such way of death in ancient times.

It probably means that Lu Zhaolin is probably the most bleak of all the literati, and also the one who died in the most absurd way.

But now, Lu Zhaolin is still just a teenager, and he is going to Chang'an with high spirits, ready to do a big job.

And at this time, he was nothing but an unknown person.

Lu Zhaolin ignored everyone's surprise, but walked slowly to the other side.

All eyes.Can't help but follow his gaze.

"Cough cough..."

The officer gave a dry cough and shouted, "Go ahead."

Another young talent came out and said: "The villain, King Luo Bin, recommends me to be the Taoist King Li Yuanqing."

Huh?
The recommender is the prince, isn't that a royal disciple?
Everyone's unsteady emotions fluctuated again, and they looked at the young man in surprise.

"Lord Luo Bin, could it be that he is a well-known child prodigy in the south of the Yangtze River?"

"I heard that he wrote the poem "Ode to the Goose" when he was seven years old!"

""Ode to the Goose" was written by him. I read it before. At that time, I wanted to see who wrote it. I didn't expect it to be him."

"Who is King Luo Bin? Do you know him?" Someone asked curiously.

"When he was seven years old, he wrote a poem called Yong Goose. The content is gorgeous and it can be called a classic!"

"Huh? What kind of poem is it? Read it out and listen to it."

King Luo Bin is a scholar in the south of the Yangtze River. Because he wrote the word "Ode to the Goose" at the age of seven, he is famous in the south of the Yangtze River.

And there were many Jiangnan scholars present, so naturally they had heard the name of King Luo Bin.

But there is also a Shandong scholar who really doesn't know his name. Hearing so many compliments, he couldn't help asking curiously.

"Okay, let's read it to you."

A scholar cleared his throat.Started to read it.

"Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky."

"The white hair floats in the green water, and the red palm dials the clear water."

"what?"

The eyes of several Shandong scholars brightened.

"This five-character poem is quite humorous and interesting."

"of course!"

"This is our child prodigy in Jiangnan!"

Although there is no first place in literature, King Luo Bin is a scholar in the south of the Yangtze River, and the scholars in Shandong and the scholars in the south of the Yangtze River are also considered enemies, so now there are scholars in Shandong who praise the scholars in the south of the Yangtze River, and these scholars in the south of the Yangtze River must be very proud.

"Okay, okay, stop showing off, sign up quickly, there are still a lot of people queuing up behind."

When several Shandong scholars saw Jiangnan scholars showing off so much, they immediately felt upset, and began to urge them impatiently.

"Cut, I'm just envious!"

Someone muttered something before continuing to register.

In short, we are all descendants of aristocratic families, and the recommenders are all ministers of the court. The officials' originally calm faces finally showed a stiff smile.

The descendants of aristocratic families, recommended by ministers, will definitely shine in the scientific examination. They may be officials in the same dynasty and have a better future than them. Naturally, these registered officials dare not offend them.

At this moment, a scholar who didn't look like a scholar walked up to the official and said in a hearty voice: "Student Chen Yi, the recommender is Qian Wang Li Chengqian."

"…Forehead…"

The officer froze.

Not only the officials, but even the scholars who were queuing up fell silent for an instant, and then looked at him suspiciously.

"King Qian..." the official swallowed and asked again, "Is it King Li Chengqian?"

Chen Yi pursed his lips and nodded.

"The fiefdom of His Royal Highness King Qian seems to be in Qianzhou, right?"

"Yes, yes, there are still scholars in that corner of Qianzhou?"

"Could it be someone pretending to be?"

"It must be. How dare you use His Highness King Qian's name to bluff and cheat, tsk tsk tsk, isn't this courting death!"

(End of this chapter)