The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

After the test questions were issued, the Daqing Hall, which was originally quiet, suddenly burst into exclamation.

As the proctors, Cai Jing and other prime ministers certainly knew the reason for their exclamation. Cai Jing took a step forward, pressed his hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "Quiet, everyone is quiet, answer the question with peace of mind!"

Zhao Ji sat on the high dragon chair, watching everyone's reactions, feeling worried.

All the people in the hall didn't know where to start to write. There was only one person who was calm and unhurried. Zhao Ji gathered his eyes and looked at it.

A smile appeared on the emperor's face

Chapter 39 Don't ask the common people, ask the ghosts and gods

That night, these scholars lived in the Chongwen Hall. If a group of scholars usually lived together, they would naturally talk about poems and songs.But now they are all looking forward to their upcoming careers.

Of these hundreds of people, the worst ones can be mixed up with Jinshi background, and it is not a problem to be appointed as an official.You can also walk around Bianliang, accept the cheers of the people, and accept the emperor's summons and blessings. What an honor it is.

In the end, everyone went to the legendary Jinming Pool and went to the Qionglin Banquet to put dots on this moment of glory.

Yang Lin's head was resting on his hands, his calves were crossed, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.The Chongwen Library is where the royal collection of books is located, filled with a bookish atmosphere, Yang Lin who is used to living in the comfort of the Changle Building is not used to sleeping here.

"When I think of it, it still smells like the body fragrance of Anlewo"

Yang Lin muttered in a low voice, and Zhao Zhou next to him was also nervous and couldn't sleep, so he said with a smile, "Yang Wenyuan also knows about the comfort zone in Changle Building?"

"Hey, I heard a little bit." Yang Lin replied with a smile, not wanting to expose it.

Who knew that Zhao Zhou was interested, turned sideways and said, "That's a good place, do you know Miss Li Ning'er? She is the most talented woman in the history of our Song Dynasty." But in a dimly lit place.’ Such a beautiful sentence is really yearning for.”

Yang Lin felt a little guilty, so he could only comfort himself, talented people will always leave good sentences, maybe I let Ning'er plagiarize them now, and they will create new ones in the future, isn't it an outstanding contribution to ancient Chinese poetry?

Zhao Zhou sighed: "This time I was selected as a Jinshi. I have to save money to go to the Changle Building. Even if I can't see Miss Li, it's good to stop by her downstairs. Alas, this kind of surprise is so beautiful. Such a talent was born in a woman, it really makes us men feel ashamed."

When the scholars next to them heard them discussing Li Ning'er, they immediately became interested. Every word you said was full of infinite praise to the goddess.

"My favorite is the phrase 'I see how charming Qingshan is, and I think Qingshan should be like this when I see it.' Such a good word, only fairies in the sky can write it!"

"According to me, it's still the most amazing, the simple poems are meaningful and meaningful, and the more you read, the more interesting it is. I heard that Miss Ning'er is not only peerless in poetry, but also has thousands of styles. She looks beautiful, it's a pity that I don't have a chance to see a beautiful woman."

Listening to their nasty words, Yang Lin felt secretly refreshed. If these people knew Ning'er's appearance of Quyi Chenghuan towards him, what kind of expression would she have.

The sleepless night for all Jinshi passed away quickly. Maoshi scholars lined up and walked into Xuandemen, and sat on the seats that had been arranged in the square of Daqing Palace.

After a while, Xu Zhichang, who had just been promoted to Wailang, a member of the Ministry of Rituals, said loudly: "The list of interviewees will be read out below."

Everyone's hearts were raised in their throats, especially the talents who had the opportunity to get their hands on the top three, they were looking forward to it.

The old god Yang Lin is here, so it’s okay for you to compare with others, but it’s easy to count with me?I made up for so many days, which is equivalent to an open-book exam, and I still fail you.

"Huo Duanyou, Wujin County, Changzhou; Caidian, Xianyou County, Xinghua Army; Zhao Zhou, Hangzhou Prefecture; Yang Lin, Yangzhou Prefecture; Zhao Ding, Kaifeng Prefecture, Bianliang"

The more Yang Lin looked at Xu Zhichang, the more familiar he felt, but he didn't take it to heart.

Xu Zhichang took 20 people to Fengqi Pavilion to wait for the interview. At this time, Zhao Ji was looking through the list of [-] people and the test papers.

Among them, there is a clear and well-organized article that tells about Yishu very clearly, and it has a lot of similarities with myself who has studied this way for a long time, so he can't put it down in his hand.

The signature of this test paper is naturally Yang Lin, and the three Taoist masters he found have backgrounds, and they are the Taoist priests in Huangguan.

On weekdays, Zhao Ji came to them to discuss Taoism, and he was also the Taoist leader in this temple. Yang Lin spent a lot of money to invite them because of the face of Cai Jing and Yang Jian.

I have to say that the interview is a huge test for all scholars. Facing the most powerful people in the world - the emperor and the princes, you need to calmly deal with various problems, which is simply as difficult as heaven.

After the first few people hurried in, they were all sweating when they came out, obviously expecting the cold spring weather, which made it look like a dog day.

It wasn't until Yang Lin entered the arena that several ministers and Zhao Ji nodded slowly. This guy was not only generous, he was a little too relaxed.

There is no way, the people present are all acquaintances, Cai Jing, Yang Jian and even Zhao Ji, he has had contact with them before.

Yang Jian flicked his whisk and sang loudly: "Yangzhou scholar Yang Lin, get up and wait for questions."

Yang Lin stood up, looked at the four ministers above, and the emperor Zhao Ji sitting on the dragon chair, waiting for the most important interview.

Cai Jing chuckled and said, "Yang Lin, let me introduce myself first, let's get to know the officials."

"Yang Lin, a student from Yangzhou, devoted himself to his life for [-] years. He only wanted to learn martial arts and sell it to the emperor's family. Apart from being loyal to the Song Dynasty and the official family, he had no other pursuit. When a student was born, he was born."

"Ahem..." Cai Jing saw that he still had plans to continue blowing, so he quickly stopped him with a light cough, and asked, "What strategy do you have to fill the treasury."

Yang Lin had been prepared for a long time and replied: "The student's family is engaged in merchants, and I secretly think that it is necessary to fill the national treasury with commercial taxes! Today, in the Song Dynasty, the profit from the opening of the market is more than ten million. Fu Zhu Rong in the south, and the endless sea in the east

There are tens of millions of people near the sea, and the sea is the land of sea people.The prefectures and roads along the coast have narrow land and many people. The land where the mountains and forests are denuded is full of villages. Most of them have no land to cultivate, and the livelihood of the small people is difficult.

If the people of the sea are mobilized to do business, the barren land of the four seas can immediately become a place of wealth and honor in the world.The imperial court only needs to collect commercial taxes, which can offset the income for several years, so there is no need to worry about the lack of state treasury. "

Zhao Ji listened lazily, obviously not very interested in the people's livelihood and the national economy, and asked instead: "Su Wen, you have a poetic talent, and once chanted 'Even if the article shocks the world, it's just the common people on paper'. How about writing a poem about today's palace examination questions and answers within a few steps?"

Yang Lin cursed secretly in his heart, "The mud that can't support the wall, I tried my best to teach you how to govern the country, but you insisted on reciting poems, what a chicken feather."

With anger in his heart, Yang Lin said in a deep voice: "The knowledge of the ancients is inexhaustible, and the kung fu is accomplished when young and old. What is done on paper is always superficial. I know that this matter must be practiced."

Zhao Ji didn't seem to realize the meaning of Yang Lin's words, and said with a smile: "That's right, under the prestigious name, there are indeed real talents and practical learning."

Just like that, the interview with Yang Lin, who had finished speaking halfway, was over. When he walked out of the hall, he couldn't help looking up with his hands behind his back.

In the gloomy and gloomy sky, a dragon hanged with a dim light, just like the court hall where fortune-telling was used as a test question, the absurd monarchs and ministers in the palace were about to die and still had the last light remaining.

Chapter 40 See all the flowers in Bianliang in one day

The spring breeze is triumphant, and I can see Chang'an flowers in one day.

After the official of the Ministry of Rites finished reading out the rankings in the square, the current imperial examination was over, and No.1 was Yang Lin.

The Ministry of Rites sent people to lead them outside the hall to thank them, and then went to take a bath and change clothes. This time, they were wearing the robes that scholars dream of.

He wears a gauze hat with two wings on his head, and a red silk flower on his chest. Yang Lin, who is the number one scholar, also has a golden flower pinned to his hat.

After dressing up, Yang Lin opened his hands and turned around, and asked the palace man with a smile: "Why does this robe fit so well?"

The court ladies easily had no chance to communicate with outside men, and they were a little excited, covering their mouths with a smile and saying: "This shows that you are suitable for this year's champion."

All Jinshi participating in the palace examination can parade through the streets, and Yang Lin, as the No. [-] scholar, naturally ranked first, and the Ministry of Rites prepared a pure white horse for him.

In Bianliang, Tokyo, the gongs and drums were blaring, and the streets were filled with colorful flags. No less than one hundred thousand people flocked to the streets, competing to witness the heroic appearance of the best of these scholars--the Xinke Scholars.

The face of every Jinshi is filled with dizziness that seems to be drunk but not drunk, and the difficulties of studying hard in the cold window for so many years have become no longer difficult.Enjoying the cheers and applause of 10 people, even the prime minister does not have this kind of treatment. This moment is the pinnacle of their glory.

Yang Lin, who was walking in front, felt a little uneasy. He is used to riding a horse, but for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong with this horse today.

Pawing his hooves restlessly, panting more and more heavily, finally Yang Lin said loudly: "Change a horse for me!"