Reincarnation of the powerful minister

Biliu Fuxuan, Hongxing peeps at a courtyard in the wall.

Sunny light had already penetrated through the Mingwa latticed wooden windows, sprinkled on an arched red silk quilt.

The bulging quilt squirmed a few times, and half a black puffy head came out, and white arms poked out from under the quilt, fumbled wildly at the bedside, and grabbed a western enamel-painted silver pocket watch.

In the quiet room, the young man's screams were heard immediately: "Ah, I overslept!"

Ruan Hongjiao, a famous courtesan in the capital, pushed the door in with a copper washbasin in her hand, "Young master, don't panic, it's not too late, you should make it in time. Even if it's a quarter and a half late, the soldiers at the door who don't recognize money but don't recognize people, Get some and go in."

Su Yan hurriedly put on his clothes and said, "My good girl, you think this is a market! The triennial exams, the national exams gather in the capital, and the imperial examinations of the tribute academy are guarded by soldiers. How can you spend a little money?" went in."

Ruan Hongjiao put down the washbasin, sat at the table, rested her cheek with one hand, giggled and said, "It's good if you can't get in, my son is full of jewels, if you pass the top three exams, I'm afraid you will be chosen by the emperor to do it." If you become a son-in-law, the slave family can't bear it. It's better to fail the exam and stay in the capital for another three years, so that the slave family can accompany you every day."

Su Yan put her hair in a bun, put on a soft towel, wiped her face casually, and scolded with a smile: "You dare to curse the young master for failing the exam, come back and twist your crow's mouth!" He picked up the package on the table and rushed out the door.

Ruan Hongjiao smiled coquettishly behind him: "Your Majesty, go slowly, my mouth is waiting for you to come back and twist it."

Out of Yanzhi Hutong, Su Yan ran with wind on his feet, panting, amused and helpless in his heart: what a belly full of jewels, a belly full of pigs and chickens is almost the same.I don't know how much ink is in his stomach?I have been in college for three years, but I have only read a few anthologies of ancient literary theory and ancient essays, and I can only write a couple of mediocre and incongruous poems. In modern times, I can barely be regarded as half a literary youth. Back in ancient times, I was simply illiterate.

What is the exam? It's the national elite selection competition for high-level intellectuals. With his level that can't even be called a three-legged cat, he still expects to be on the list?I just hope that the examiner doesn't vomit blood when he reads his paper.

But it’s impossible not to take the exam. His cheap father, who is the magistrate, is also a high-ranking official at the mayor level now, but he is extremely strict with his family. Family law is required.This time he was forced to take the exam, if his father found out that he missed the hour because he overslept and didn't even enter the door of the Gong Yuan, his legs would have to be broken when he got home.

Whether you pass the exam or not is a matter of ability, and whether you take the exam or not is a matter of attitude.Su Yan is still very clear about the difference between the two.

So he had no choice but to complain that the former mayor's son was not diligent since he was a child, and he only read sage books, so that he looked like a white and tender bean sprouts that fell when the wind came, gritted his teeth and ran wildly towards the Gongyuan, half his life was lost. Almost out of breath.

As soon as he turned the corner, a figure flashed in front of him, Su Yan was startled and couldn't hold back, and bumped into it head-on.

There was a clanging sound on the stone pavement, and miscellaneous objects rolled all over the ground.Su Yan fell on top of the man, and his ribs hurt so badly, but because he was running so fast just now, his hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't get up.

The man who became the meat pad was even worse, the back of his head hit the stone slab with a bang, grinning his teeth in pain.The hitter didn't get up in time, and lay on top of him, gasping for breath.Immediately, anger rose from his heart, and he sternly shouted: "Get out of here!"

A few attendants rushed up from the side, pulling Su Yan up hastily.

Su Yan regained his breath and took a closer look. The one who knocked down was a young man of thirteen or fourteen years old. He was wearing a narrow-sleeved gown with eight auspicious makeup and flowers, a vermilion sleeveless double-breasted coat, and a hoodie on his head. The hat with a brim is adorned with a small and exquisite red wreath on the top. She has thick eyebrows and handsome eyes, a straight and straight nose, and is dressed in a neat military attire.

He raised his brows upside down and shouted angrily to himself: "You're blind! Didn't you see such a big man? Hurry to reincarnate or what?"

Su Yan saw that he stood up a full head shorter than himself, and his voice was rough and unpleasant, but his brows and eyes were full of domineering. He guessed that he was probably the son of some official family, and it was indeed himself. It's not right, so I politely bowed to apologize: "I was rushing to take the exam, I accidentally bumped into the young master, I'm really sorry, I don't know if the young master was injured?"

The young master's face softened slightly, and he snorted coldly: "You, a weak scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken, can hit me and hurt me?"

Su Yan heaved a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said, "It's good that the young master is safe and sound. I'm rushing to the Gongyuan. I really don't dare to waste any more time. The young master is magnanimous. I thank you and say goodbye." After saying that, he grabbed the package and ran away.

The little boy was stunned for a moment, and then he poked his back and called, "What a magnanimity, when will I let you go? Stop for me! Hey——"

Where did Su Yan stand still, he just pretended not to hear.Fortunately, the gate of the Gongyuan was not far ahead, and he swished in like a night bird in the forest.

The young man looked at the broken tea cakes all over the floor, and his teeth were itchy with anger. He picked up the Western pocket watch and saw that the surface of the watch was cracked into several petals, and the hands didn't even move. It's too fast, I've been picking for a long time, and it's all in vain!"

A follower came over and said: "Master calm down, why don't we go in and drag out that boy who doesn't have eyes?"

The little prince was full of anger, but he calmed down after hearing what he said, and said: "It's a big event in Chunwei. The Ministry of Rites is inside to worship the heaven and the earth to worship Confucius. Several cabinet scholars are also in the tribute courtyard. It's not good to make any noise." The black and white eyeballs rolled around, calling out: "Cheng Sheng."

"The old slave is here."

"Go to the tribute courtyard and find out who this kid's name is. Want to be named on the gold list? The Lord called you Luosun Shan, and leave in a despondent pack!"

"The old slave will do it now, don't worry."

The little boy snorted heavily, his anger still lingering, he turned his head and saw the hooks of the birdcage on the ground fell apart, the door of the cage was half closed, and the big budgerigar he just bought poked out its beak , hastily shouted in the voice of the duck: "Hey, my parrot is about to run away, catch it for me—"

The parrot was startled by his cry, its neck was straightened and its wings fluttered soaring into the sky.

Su Yan sighed while biting his pen in his single examination room—room number.

The so-called cell is actually no different from a prison cell. It is five feet long, four feet wide, and eight feet high.

Candidates are only allowed to bring stationery and lamps, and each person is allocated three candles. After searching one by one, they enter the numbered room. When the big lock is clicked, Jackie Chan and Snake are in the square inch of this lonely lamp and firefly.

But this is not a big problem. What is the difficult condition? Isn’t it just another college entrance examination? Is it hard or not? Think about the Long March [-], whether you are tired or not, and learn from the veterans of the Red Army. The real headache for Su Yan is ... Stereotyped essays!

Stereotype, which in the eyes of contemporary people is a synonym for feudal pedantry, in the eyes of people at that time, it was the crystallization of the teachings of ancient sages and a stepping stone for promotion and fortune.

There are only a few pages of the Four Books and Five Classics, and the questions must be drawn from the inside. The scholars who came up with the questions racked their brains, digging out side doors, digging out corners, and cramping out a sentence and a half for the exam questions.

For example, in this paper written by him, the title is "Those who are evil and obsessed with one thing are also thieves."

Fortunately, he used to be a good student who listened carefully to his lectures, and vaguely remembered that this sentence seemed to come from "Mencius: Dedicated Chapter". It embodies the idea of ​​the mean that is persistent and flexible.

But the problem is that this is not a contemporary argumentative essay. If there are arguments and arguments, you can play freely. The format of stereotyped essays is more rigid than handcuffs and shackles.Breaking the topic, accepting the topic, starting the lecture, starting, starting the stock, middle stock, back stock, and closing stock, the first few links are all clichés and nonsense, and the initial words are also specified; starting stock, middle stock, back stock, and closing stock It's a formal discussion.Among these four sections, each section has two lines of parallelism and antithesis, which is the so-called parallel prose, so they are collectively called eight sections.

God is sorry to see, Su Yan can't even write his poems neatly. How can he write parallel prose?

Although he didn't have high expectations for his own exams, for a university liberal arts student, it's really embarrassing to just hand in blank papers like this!Shameful!I am ashamed of the teacher!

After learning from the pain, Su Yan had a flash of inspiration and came up with an idea that he didn't know if it was a bad idea.

He decided to write this "Thieves" in the way of contemporary argumentative essays. As long as the arguments are clear, the arguments are convincing, and the arguments are rigorous. In the examination paper, maybe there is still a perfect score.

Su Yan thought about it in his heart, and began to write vigorously, comforting himself: Fortunately, we have practiced calligraphy for several years, and writing is not a problem. Just fill up the paper and leave the rest alone.As long as you stand on the right side, don't make political mistakes, and don't write any shocking speeches that subvert feudal rule, you shouldn't be dragged to be beheaded, right?

"Fujian's son Su Yan, whose name is Qinghe..."

Liu Weiyi, a Bachelor of Attendant of the Imperial Academy and a member of the Zhan Shifu, took out a paper from a large stack of candidate papers, squeezed it carefully with his fingers and handed it over: "This is this one."

Cheng Sheng sipped his tea with a smile, "Xueshi Liu, our family is a vulgar person, and we can't read a few big words. You should review the article written by this student to see if it is enough to be admitted to the Dragon Gate." threshold."

Liu Weiyi glanced at it, didn't even see a single word clearly, so he put it on the side of the table casually, and said: "This volume is poor in writing and shallow in meaning, but it is a lower volume. Don't worry, father-in-law, the lower officials will definitely be fair. We will definitely not record such unskilled scholars as tribute students."

Cheng Sheng nodded in satisfaction, "Xueshi Liu is rigorous in his work, so our family can rest assured. The young master is still waiting for an answer, so our family will take the first step."

Liu Weiyi clasped his hands and said, "Elder-father, go slowly." Seeing Cheng Sheng walking out the door waddlingly, he brushed his sleeves and sighed secretly.

Although he is a fourth-rank Shao Zhanshi and a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and assists the prince in his studies on weekdays, he has to be respectful and respectful in front of Cheng Sheng, a sixth-rank eunuch, and dare not neglect him in the slightest.Why?He is the person next to the prince, taking care of the food and daily life of the East Palace, and accompanying the prince to play, the degree of intimacy is by no means comparable to that of his little servant.

It is obvious to all that today's prince loves the prince. If these ministers whisper a few words in the prince's ear, and the prince casually mentions it in front of the emperor, he will not only lose his love, but may even drag the whole family along. The old and the young were exiled and garrisoned on the border.

It's just an example, there's no need to disobey the prince's will because of him, Su Yan, Su Yan, if you want to blame, you can blame yourself, you offended the prince before the dragon gate leaped forward, you have to blame yourself, you can't blame me.Liu Weiyi had made up his mind, so he tapped the cinnabar and prepared to cross out the name on the booklet.

But I heard a high-pitched and clear singing outside the window: "The emperor is coming to the Gongyuan, and all the ministers will welcome him."

After all, it was an illegal operation, and I felt ashamed. Liu Weiyi shook his hand, and the brush fell to the ground, marking a few clusters of red marks on the brick surface.

He straightened his hat, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a bright yellow robe entering the door. He hurriedly saluted and knelt down, clasped his forehead with his fingertips and said: "Your servant Liu Weiyi kowtows to my emperor, long live."

Emperor Jinglong walked into the Supreme Court, put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Get up, this is not a palace, and there is no speaker next to you, so there is no need to be so formal."

Liu Weiyi got up and stood with his hands down. He peeked out and saw that the emperor was wearing a yellow collar and wide-sleeved uniform. The front, back and shoulders were inlaid with gold coiled dragon patches, and he was wearing a crown of dragons, pearls and wings. Lang seemed to be in a good mood, so he took a reassurance first.

Emperor Jinglong looked around and said, "Why is it so empty, you are the only one?"

Liu Weiyi said in a respectful voice: "Your Majesty, Fang Xueshi is sorting papers in the pavilion. Zhao Xueshi heard that there was water seepage in the number room and went to inspect it. Lin Xueshi said yes... said yes..."

"Say what?"

"I said it was stomach discomfort, so I went out."

Emperor Jinglong smiled, and sat on the armchair with huanghuali chi pattern, and casually picked up a candidate's paper from the table, "Scholar Lin must have fallen into the lake by accident last night when he was competing with others for a boat, and he suffered from the cold."

He spoke casually, but Liu Weiyi's back was dripping with cold sweat, and the center sheet was wet.

Jin Yiwei is really pervasive and creepy. Will his actions just now fall into the eyes of those who are eager to see?This thought flashed in his heart, Liu Weiyi's body swayed, his calf cramped, as if he couldn't even stand still.

Fortunately, the emperor was looking down at the paper, so he didn't notice his pale face, but a pair of slender sword eyebrows slowly raised.

"...Is this the test paper for this year's exam?" The emperor's face darkened, and he patted the edge of the table: "What kind of mess is written here!"

Shocked by fright, Liu Weiyi quickly poked his head over to look at it. It was Su Yan's paper that he had casually placed on the edge of the table, so he fell silent.

Emperor Jing Long let out a sigh of relief, and poked the paper with his fingertips: "This man doesn't even know the stereotyped format, how did he pass the college and township exams? How did he become a Juren?"

He threw the paper on the table: "What I can't see the most is that civil and military officials engage in malpractices for personal gain and disregard the laws of the country! You can see for yourself that even such a ruffian full of paper and ink can be admitted to the capital all the way. Who on earth let him go?" He has no problem!"

This is a serious crime, a serious crime of deceiving the emperor and losing his head!

Instead, Liu Weiyi's legs stopped shaking.

There is a saying that jackals are in power, how can I ask the fox, with these officials who have committed serious crimes bearing the wrath of thunder, their little hands and feet are nothing, and the drizzle can't touch them.

At that moment, he was very determined, and said in a voice: "Your Majesty is wise, the minister just checked the paper, and seeing this Fujianese scholar is full of nonsense, insulting the sage, I am very angry, and I am going to give him a good grade."

Emperor Jinglong said: "It's not just a subordinate, you should be expelled from the examination room and never hired!"