The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Fengtian Hall,

Li Dongyang looked at Yan Chengjin, only to see this boy standing quietly in the corner of the Censorate.

He created a new language, but he didn't say a word!

He said solemnly: "Does the Censorate have anything to report?"

Yan Chengjin looked up blankly as if he was startled in his sleep: "I have nothing to report."

Li Dongyang gritted his teeth secretly. You still want to hide such a big thing!

Is the court and the people of the world, in your heart, not as good as two children distinguishing words?

"Your Majesty, Yan Chengjin created a language!"

The hall was quiet for a moment.

The ministers looked over in confusion, but there was no ripple in their hearts. Li Gong, what nonsense are you talking about? It was Cangjie who created the characters!

Although Yan Chengjin was a top three scholar, no matter how talented he was, it was impossible for him to create a language, right?

Emperor Hongzhi frowned. Li Gong never talked nonsense. Did he drink too much?

How difficult is it to create a character?

Cang Jie was born a saint. He created characters with plants, trees, birds and animals. When the characters were completed, auspicious signs fell from the sky and ghosts and gods wept.

No matter how powerful the Yan family is, they are still ordinary people. Besides, I didn't see any auspicious signs.

Xie Qian said solemnly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the two of us personally studied in Fei's house for a day!"

Emperor Hongzhi was stunned, and his heart was stirred.

I knew Yan Chengjin was talented, but I didn't expect that Yan Chengjin was so talented!

He even created a character? !

All the officials opened their mouths in astonishment and turned to look at Yan Chengjin, as if they were looking at a god.

Wei Shen's face was miserable. Could this boy really create a character?

Yan Chengjin pondered, Li Dongyang and Xie Qian went to Fei's house?

The first person to spell the pronunciation of Chinese characters with letters was Matteo Ricci. Pinyin was not formed until later generations. It was really not him.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned. How dare you hide such an important matter from me: "Yan Qingjia?"

"I really didn't create the characters."

"You still want to quibble, how did the pinyin come from?!" Li Dongyang's eyes were like torches.

"And that old Gao dictionary!" Xie Qian said in a deep voice.

I have a lot of tricks all over my body. If one of them accidentally falls out, it's really not my fault.

Yan Chengjin touched his chin. For them, pinyin is a new form of writing.

But it's really not created by him.

"Mr. Li misunderstood. I really don't have this ability. That text is a vassal text."

When he heard that it was a vassal text, Wei Shen's tense heart immediately put back the things in his stomach. How could it be accepted by the elegant hall? "

Li Dongyang didn't think it was that simple. He asked the civil servants of Hanyuan to identify it.

No one could recognize it. It didn't match the pinyin.

"I checked it with Hanwen Cenchen, but he couldn't recognize it either. It's different from the vassal text. "

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Yan Chengjin, suspicious: "If it is not your creation, it must have a source, right?"

"This...I got it from a dream, so I asked Fei Hong to write it down."

Yan Chengjin bowed and went to find the French to make up a story. It would be more troublesome to be exposed for deceiving the emperor.

This kid finally admitted it!

Li Dongyang breathed a sigh of relief and stood in the hall.

The mood of all officials was a little shaken. Is it really better than Qin Shihuang?

What kind of text is it? Wei Shen's eyes turned.

No wonder, this kid dared to swear to verify it. Emperor Hongzhi said: "There is no need to hide it in Mr. Yan's family. What kind of text is it? Show it to me?"

If it is exposed in advance, wouldn't it be a waste of effort?

"Please wait for three more days, Your Majesty." Yan Chengjin bowed.

Emperor Hongzhi thought about it, and I sent Jinyiwei to inquire.

Coming out of Fengtian Hall,

Wei Shen was worried.

Liu Hongxiang next to him was worried: "Did Yan Chengjin really create a kind of text? "

Hu Gong smiled and comforted: "Wei Gong, don't worry. I have already told Bi Chen that you don't need to study seriously. Besides, even if it is a new text, my grandson can't learn it."

Hu Bi Chen is Hu Nao's name. He is often scolded by his teacher and can't even write his own name.

What great things can a little playboy achieve?

Wei Shen let out a long sigh and smiled: "I feel relieved when you say that, but we can't relax."

His grandson can read scriptures and recite poems, which gives him great confidence.

All officials are curious about what kind of text Yan Chengjin wrote that can make Li Gong and Xie Qian so admired.

After the duty, he went to Fei Mansion to find out, but when he arrived, he found that Fei Mansion had moved!

...

Fei Mansion.

Hu Nao blinked and looked up at Wang Shouren: "My grandfather asked me to pretend to be sick for the last day. Will I still pretend?"

Wang Shouren gave him a candy: "The plan has changed, so there is no need to pretend. ”

He learned pinyin in Fei Hong’s house. The nursery rhymes were simple and he memorized them after one reading.

Yan Chengjin was surprised to find that Wang Shouren was a person with amazing learning ability, and the poor students could not catch up.

This pinyin can be taught to scholars all over the world. These scholars can become private school teachers in various places and spread all over the world.

…

Lunch in the palace.

Emperor Hongzhi put the meat into his mouth, not knowing the taste of meat: "Has the Jinyiwei come back yet?"

Creating characters is comparable to Qin Shi Huang and Han Wudi, how could he not have the mind to eat.

Xiao Jing was anxious: "He will be back soon, I will go and urge him."

Zhu Houzhao put down his chopsticks and said carefully: "Father, I am full." He stood up and prepared to slip out of the palace.

Emperor Hongzhi looked serious and said in a deep voice: "Sit down, do you know the new characters created by Yan Qing's family?"

"I know, I have learned it a long time ago. These days, I am thinking about using it to write new songs. "Zhu Houzhao was very proud.

What an unlearned fellow!

The prince, he actually learned to write songs from those brothel scholars. The Hongzhi Emperor's face twitched: "I have something to ask you, what is that text?"

Zhu Houzhao rolled his eyes at him: "Even if your son writes it, your father can't understand it."

A king's momentum spread like a tide, and the Hongzhi Emperor's eyes were as fierce as a beast.

Xiao Jing hurriedly smiled: "Your Highness, Your Majesty is well-versed in ancient and modern times. Is there anything that Your Majesty doesn't know?"

The Hongzhi Emperor said seriously: "When I was the prince, I studied so hard that I forgot to eat and sleep. How could I be like you!"

Zhu Houzhao dipped his finger in the soup and wrote a on the stage: "This is the simplest word in pinyin. May I ask your father, how to read it?"

The Hongzhi Emperor's old face turned red, gradually red to the roots of his ears. Xiao Jing was stunned, so embarrassed...

Zhu Houzhao stood up and happily left the hall.

After a moment,

"Is Hu Gong's grandson a studious person?" The Hongzhi Emperor turned his head.

Knowing that His Majesty would ask, Xiao Jing had inquired about him: "He is not a scholar. I heard that he could not even write his own name after one year of elementary school. He is the same as His Majesty..."

He was no different from His Majesty, but he saw that His Majesty's face was not right, so he just gave a hint.

How could Yan Chengjin win in this way?

But this boy was always sure of what he promised.

After thinking for a while, Emperor Hongzhi said: "Open the Wenhua Hall. Three days later, the review will be held in the Wenhua Hall."

Xiao Jing was very scared.

Wenhua Hall is the place where the grand ceremony of the imperial examination is held. Usually, only the lectures are held. His Majesty wants to hold it in Wenhua Hall for two children to distinguish words?

Three days is like ten years of studying hard. Every day is torture.

The officials wanted to find Fei Hong's mansion, but there was no news.

Zhan Ruoshui taught Liu Wenqian the Book of Songs. There are many uncommon characters in the Book of Songs. If you can remember them, you are likely to win.

At this time, Yan Chengjin was carefully calculating what kind of changes would happen in these three days.

Two days passed in a flash, and tomorrow would be the day for verification.

…

Wei Mansion,

Wei Bin emptied the water in the water tanks and wrote 100,000 words.

The gentlemen stroked their beards with pride. His Majesty opened the Wenhua Hall, which was a great honor for scholars.

Taking this opportunity, we can display our talents. This is a rare opportunity.

Wei Shen laughed loudly: "Two to one, it's still Hu Gong's useless grandson.

If I can't win, I won't have the face to stay in the capital."

Liu Hongxiang nodded and stroked his beard, smiling: "The gentleman invited by this subordinate is also extraordinary! Let's see who will enter the palace tomorrow."