Take the system to ancient times

Because of the strong physical evidence, Wu Song and Wu Heng confessed. Although they did not confess the mastermind behind the scenes, they also admitted that they used bitter tricks to design Xie Zimo. The purpose was to prevent Xie Zimo from entering Bailushan to study.

Bailushan originally meant to send them to the Yamen, and the crime of framing the nobles was enough for him to go to jail.

Xie Zimo had every opinion, but Xinghe whispered a few words in Mei Mustache's ear, and Mei Mustache agreed after thinking for a while, so the step of "turning over to the police station" was temporarily postponed.

The assessment will continue the next day. Although something happened yesterday, the assessment will still continue, and each of the ten people will take the test for less than half an hour each time.

The glorious tradition of Bailu Mountain cannot be shaken, and no other gentleman is even sent to guard it.

Boss is capricious!

Because of the bloody incident yesterday, the other candidates were surprised when they saw Xie Zimo, not because they thought that Bailushan had opened the back door for Xie Zimo, but because they were surprised that the matter was resolved so quickly.

Only one night!

Because I have been used to it for a day yesterday, and I have experience today, and there is "Xie Zimo's wounding incident" to gossip. Candidates need more emotional stability. Only Xie Zimo is embarrassed by everyone's naked eyes. Xinghe clearly saw that he was relieved.

Standing quietly on the spot and practicing internal strength for half an hour, after Xie Zimo came out, it was Xinghe's turn.

The ten large rooms here are the public library of Bailu Mountain. As soon as Xinghe entered the room, he saw a room full of bookshelves. Those bookshelves were very high and divided into very neat small boxes. Rolled bamboo slips.

There should not be too many bamboo slips in these small compartments, as there are too many and it is not easy to find and take.

It can't be too little, too little, even a whole bookshelf can't hold a few books.

Seven or eight volumes are just right.

These bookshelves are all aligned horizontally, like rows of soldiers, arranged very neatly, except for ten larger bookshelves placed vertically on the far right side of the wall.

The room is designed to be airy and airy, the windows are wide open, and there are a few desks near the window. There are two gentlemen in the room, and one of them has the liberal arts test paper of the previous man, Xie Zimo, in front of one of them.

The one who was idle, Yin Xinghe, knelt down in front of an empty table, found some pure white silk, pens and inks, and then pointed to the ten large bookshelves on the far right: "The books over there are all books from scholars." Four thousand classics, you choose a bookshelf, I will randomly pick three bamboo slips on that bookshelf, and then tell you the names of these three bamboo slips, and you come to write the content silently on Sujuan."

"Then third from the right."

Xinghe watched as the gentleman randomly took out three bamboo slips from the third bookshelf from the right, and named them one by one.

"Guanzi? King of the Sea", "Tao Te Ching No.20 Nine Volumes", "Mozi? Guiyi"

It's not too long, and there are no very remote articles.

Xinghe blinked, saw that gentleman smiled slightly, then restrained his expression, and said seriously: "Okay, you can start writing."

Xie Zimo did not leave after the exam, and waited until Xinghe came out before leaving Bitongyuan with him

"Well, it's very simple, right? As long as you are careful and don't make typos, you will be fine."

Xie Zimo asked him.

He has no doubts about whether Xinghe will not be able to write silently, the only worry is that he carelessly wrote typos.

Xinghe's face was tangled.

Xie Zimo pulled his arm nervously: "No, you really made a typo? It's okay if there are no more than three typos."

Xinghe shook his head: "I didn't make a typo."

"Scare people?" Xie Zimo let go of his hand and rolled his eyes at him.

Xinghe was frustrated: "One of the invigilators thought my handwriting was too bad, and the most important thing was that another gentleman said that this one taught calligraphy."

"Hahaha."

Xie Zimo laughed at him: "I knew that your bad handwriting would definitely be ridiculed!"

Because there is a gentleman who judges the papers on the spot, a wave of assessment results will be notified at noon.

Both Xinghe and Xie Zimo passed the test, and together with other candidates who passed the test, cheers erupted in the dormitory area.

The passing rate of Bailu Mountain's assessment is actually extremely high, because most of the candidates come from aristocratic families, and their self-esteem is very strong. It's fine to be stumbled by others, but because they fail to meet the requirements or fail in the assessment due to carelessness, they must not tolerate it.

Those who have the confidence to come to Bailu Mountain, of course, have two points of ability.

Candidates who get the results can leave, and still go down the bluestone road.

No matter how good Bailu Mountain is, the aristocratic families without servants are still not used to it, so as long as there are achievements, a group of people will leave every morning and noon.

The ones at noon are naturally those who passed the assessment in the morning, and the ones in the morning are the ones that passed yesterday afternoon.

In a hurry, I can't rush to the point of rushing in the middle of the night.

Of course Xinghe and Xie Zimo did not leave.

Firstly, the incident of Xie Zimo being framed happened in Bailu Mountain. No matter whether the criminal was sent to the police station for questioning or not, the parents of both parties would always come to Bailu Mountain.

Secondly, it was because Xinghe was left by his husband to talk, and he carried out a "choice of major" guidance that was very unclear between public and private.

Of course, the time is after dinner that day, after all, gentlemen still have to take the abbot exam during the day.

The main participants in this conversation were Mr. Di Anzhong, a well-known professor of Bailushan, a scholar of Confucianism, Legalism and Taoism, a well-known professor of Confucianism at Bailushan, and the vice president of Bailushan College, Mr. Xu mustache, and Bailushan Medical Professor, and head of the Department of Medicine, Mr. Sun Changqing Sun.

The main participants were Ren Xinghe, who insisted on studying medicine instead of doing a job.

The onlookers were two law professors, as well as professors and scholars from other departments who heard the news.

Di Anzhong: There is no future in studying medicine, follow me to have meat to eat.

Xinghe: I want to study medicine.

Mr. Sun: Bah [to Di Anzhong], be good [to Xinghe].

Mr. Xu: I'll just watch and don't say anything.

Di Anzhong: There is no future in studying medicine. You see, how talented you are to create a new era of legal evidence collection as soon as you make a move?

Xinghe: I want to study medicine.

Mr. Sun: Bah [to Di Anzhong], be good [to Xinghe].

Mr. Xu: I'll just watch and don't say anything.

Di Anzhong: There is no future in studying medicine. Your father studied in law school.

Xinghe: I want to study medicine.

Mr. Sun: Bah [to Di Anzhong], be good [to Xinghe].

Mr. Xu: I'll just watch and don't say anything.

Di Anzhong: ...

Di Anzhong [slapping the table angrily]: There is no future in studying medicine, I must accept you as an apprentice, shouldn't you be.

Xinghe [indifferent]: I want to study medicine.

Mr. Sun [slapping the table angrily]: The judge is threatening!

Mr. Xu [serious face]: Unconventional means are not allowed!

Di Anzhong: ...

Di Anzhong [helpless]: Then tell me, why don't you want to study the Fa?

Xinghe [reverse question]: Then tell me, why do you have to accept me as an apprentice?

Di Anzhong [grievance]: That old man Xie Yuan can accept Ren Tianze as his disciple, so I have to have a disciple of the same level to not be considered a loser...

Mr. Xu [Majestic]: Xie Yuan is your senior brother.

Xinghe […]: What’s the matter with this TM feeling of wanting to complain and being a little cautious?

Xinghe […]: A middle-aged man who is 1.8 meters tall, although he is a handsome uncle, he is arrogant! !A little spicy eyes...

Xinghe […]: But if Di Anzhong is Xie Yuan's junior brother, then if he really worships Di Anzhong as his teacher, wouldn't he become Ren Tianze's junior brother?

Xinghe […]: But it’s just a heartbeat, really just a moment.

Xinghe [rolling head]: I want to study medicine.

Seeing that Di Anzhong was about to blow his hair again, Xinghe didn't change his mind, and Mei Mustache finally spoke.

"Those who are capable must bear the corresponding obligations. If you have this ability, if it is only used in medicine, you might as well make some contributions to Dayong and the common people."

He turned to Di Anzhong: "As Di Anzhong said, you are talented in law.

Regarding the case of Xie Zimo before, I heard several law teachers say that it is difficult to find key evidence, but you did not give up, which shows that you are persistent.

In the process of investigating the case alone, although the method is a bit rough, it is clear and orderly, which shows that you are calm and rational.

Later, the fingerprint forensics method was developed on the spot, which shows that you are indeed talented in this area. "

Xinghe: "But jurisprudence is not just about solving cases. The most important part of it is the law. And I don't like the laws of the Yong Dynasty."

Di Anzhong finally exploded: "Then tell me! What's wrong with Dayong's law, why don't you like it?!!!"

"Dayong Law No. 70 Nine Articles: Those who kill the nobles and the common people kill the common people will be punished after the autumn after the verdict is correct.

Article No. 80 of the Law of the Great Yong: Those who kill ordinary people from the common people can be counteracted by bullying.Every commoner who kills a noble family will be punished by beating, and parents and children will be registered as lowly. "

Xinghe only recited to him two legal clauses that are currently being used in the Yong Dynasty.

"what happened?"

Di Anzhong was taken aback by his thoughtless words: "Is there anything wrong with this?"

Xinghe didn't speak.

Mei Mustache frowned: "Do you think that the Great Yong Law is too harsh on the common people?"

If only these two clauses are analyzed separately, the biggest possibility is this.

Xinghe sighed: "I don't think the law is too harsh on the people, but I think it is too lenient on the gentry."

"Is there any difference?" Di Anzhong said with a confused face, "Moreover, there is a difference between the common people. If the common people commit crimes and deal with them separately, it will be detrimental to the stability of the country. This is because the nobles..."

Di Anzhong wanted to say more, but Mei Mustache interrupted his speech and said to Xinghe: "Please explain your thoughts in detail first."

"Actually, it's useless to say it, because this is completely the reason why my three views are completely different from yours."

Xinghe smiled helplessly, but seeing Mei Mustache insisted, he agreed.

"Okay, let's talk about it."

"The reason why we say that our three views are different is because in Dayong, the law almost completely serves the ruling class. But I personally think that the law should serve the majority of people."

Di Anzhong interjected: "Don't you still feel that the law is too harsh on ordinary people? I have already said that there is a reason, please listen to my explanation..."

"Quiet."

Mei Mustache spoke indifferently, but Xinghe felt that if he, a junior like him, were not present, maybe all Di An would get was "shut up".

Although it's not that bad now.

Dianzhong shut his mouth in frustration, signaling Xinghe to continue.

Xinghe smiled: "Don't refute, no matter how there is a reason, it can't cover up the fact that it is almost called abuse of the people. If Ren Tianze hadn't gradually added some restrictions on the gentry since he took office, do you think that in the Great Yong Law? Is there even one article that is more inclined to protect the people than to exploit and oppress them?"

"Before Ren Tianze came to power, he told the horse to run, and told the horse not to eat grass. If it couldn't run anymore, he beat the horse to death. After killing the horse, he had to peel off the meat and eat it!"

"You wait!"

Beautiful mustache - when Mr. Xu suddenly raised his hand to stop Xinghe, his already serious face appeared even more imposing.

He said to the other gentlemen present: "Leave first, I don't want to hear what Xinghe said today!"

The gentlemen obediently left, leaving only Mr. Xu, Di Anzhong and Xinghe in the room.

The room suddenly became much quieter.

Mr. Xu looked at Xinghe for a while, his eyes were extremely oppressive.

But Xinghe was always there, not afraid at all, and even smiled at him.

Mr. Xu also laughed: "You kid, you really dare to say anything."