The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Early in the morning, several crows cried in a row, and the eunuch of the Palace of Gods drove them away with a broom.

In the Wenhua Hall, all the officials stood in neat rows on the left and right, holding the banners, and saluted Emperor Hongzhi as if they were attending the morning court.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled with a bit of expectation: "I want to see what is the achievement compared to Qin Shihuang, has the person arrived?"

All the officials looked forward to it, thinking that Yan Chengjin lied about the auspiciousness, how could Qin Shihuang's achievements be compared with ordinary people?

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian looked at each other and saw the tension in each other's eyes.

The Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Astronomical Observatory specially selected the time, and even the layout was exquisite.

In the center of the hall, there were three desks, which were much more formal than the lecture.

After all, if it was really the creation of a new script, the achievement was enough to sacrifice to heaven and earth and comfort the imperial mausoleum.

The eunuch walked in: "Your Majesty, the person has arrived!"

The next moment, all the officials looked stunned.

The corners of Emperor Hongzhi's mouth twitched slightly, and the scene was a bit rude.

Two little scholars came in, and the third one was still lying on Fei Hong's back.

What time is it? He still can't get up? He is just like a prince, and he is unteachable!

Wei Shen looked at Yan Chengjin deeply, and his expression became more confident.

Hu Gong smiled softly and said, "This is my grandson. He cries when he doesn't get enough sleep. In such a cold day, I'm afraid he will sleep for another hour."

Wei Shen stepped out and said to Emperor Hongzhi, "This is my grandson, Wei Bin."

Wei Bin wore a bright blue Confucian robe and saluted Emperor Hongzhi in a standard manner.

"Student Zhan Ruoshui greets His Majesty!" The scholar in the moon-white Confucian robe saluted Emperor Hongzhi.

Yan Chengjin's eyes condensed. Having studied Wang Shouren's philosophy of mind, he must know Zhan Ruoshui.

He is the famous successor of the School of Mind after Wang Shouren, and he has a famous teacher, Chen Baisha, a true Confucian of the Saint Era.

This person will also be the second in the next year's examination.

The second young scholar Liu Wenqian saluted Emperor Hongzhi with the same standard etiquette and without any mistakes.

This conversation and behavior was deeply appreciated by all officials.

Fei Hong put the person down, and the child saw Emperor Hongzhi in a daze, and clumsily learned to salute Fei Hong next to him.

He tried several times, but not once did he do it right.

Emperor Hongzhi had a dark face and was a little unhappy: "Forget it, let's start directly."

Liu Jian stood up and shouted: "The review is set by the cabinet, I will give ten questions, and the one who answers the most correctly will win!"

Li Dongyang was excited.

This review is not to determine the winner, but to let His Majesty and all officials see that Yan Chengjin really created a kind of writing, comparable to Qin Shihuang's unified writing of the six countries!

Standing on the podium of the Jingyan, Liu Jian wrote ten words.

Xiao Jing held up a white paper and showed it to the officials: 簰,第,騤,聁,軛,砠,觱,馌,樗,蜩.

The officials' faces suddenly changed. How could an eight-year-old child who had just started elementary school recognize them?

Yan Chengjin only knew five characters. In front of this piece of paper, he became illiterate.

He didn't even know how to write pinyin.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Liu Jian: "Is it too difficult? If no one can answer it, there is no point in reviewing it."

Wei Shen was delighted and said: "Your Majesty, you don't need to change it. Just this one."

Zhan Ruoshui also bowed: "The student also thinks that there is no need to change it."

These ten characters are difficult, but they are all characters from the Book of Songs. If you can recognize most of them, you will win.

The eyes of the officials are focused on Fei Hong. It is heard that Hu Gong's grandson is a little dandy.

Fei Hong bowed and said, "I don't need to change."

The hall was noisy. This matter concerned Fei Hong's own official career. How could he be so casual?

The Hongzhi Emperor nodded: "Let's start with the grandson of Wei Qing's family."

Wei Shen and Wei Bin stayed in the hall.

Fei Hong and Zhan Ruoshui were taken out of the hall and went to a place outside the courtyard where they could not hear and waited for the call.

Wei Bin used a childish voice: "Xi, Yan, Yu, Zhu, 馌, Chu, 蜜."

The eyes of the officials lit up. This was not the content of the elementary school. It was not easy to read seven correctly.

The Hongzhi Emperor's face was full of admiration.

On the paper, Wei Shen wrote the direct pronunciation of the remaining three words and showed it to his grandson.

Wei Bin looked at it for a moment and hesitated: "Zhen."

The officials exclaimed.

Eight!

Although there is still some suspense, this child is likely to win.

When they were eight years old, they didn't know these words either.

Unless, the latter two are geniuses.

Wei Shen stood aside with satisfaction.

The next moment, Zhan Ruoshui and Liu Wenqian were summoned into the hall.

After a slight salute, the young scholar Liu Wenqian looked at the words on the paper and said awkwardly: "Xi, Yan, 騤, Chu, Cicada."

The officials were also surprised that he could read five!

At this age, he is extremely intelligent.

On the paper, Zhan Ruoshui wrote Zhiyin and raised it to the young scholar Liu Wenqian.

Liu Wenqian carefully read it again: "Xi, Yan, 騤, Zhen, 廛, 觱,馌, Chu, Cicada."

Nine!

The officials around praised.

Liu Hongxiang couldn't help laughing, one more than Wei Shen's grandson.

Emperor Hongzhi was so happy that he couldn't help but ask with a smile: "What's your name?"

The little scholar said in a childish voice: "Your Majesty, my name is Liu Wenqian."

"You are very smart. I heard that you can recite the Zizhi Tongjian?"

"Yes."

"Xiao Banban, give him one of my bold brushes."

Your Majesty's pen is the imperial pen.

It is specially used for reviewing memorials. This boy will be famous in the capital today.

Wei Shen's envy was written all over his face, and he looked eagerly at Xiao Jing handing over the bold brush.

Zhan Ruoshui is really amazing!

Liu Hongxiang's body trembled slightly, and he knelt down with a thud: "I thank your Majesty!"

The officials looked outside the hall.

Hu Bichen also did not proofread it, but all the officials felt that there was no need for proofreading.

Nine, even they may not be able to answer.

For an eight-year-old child to be able to do this is the ultimate.

I saw two figures stepping onto the imperial steps.

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian looked at each other, coming, words created by Yan Chengjin!

Fei Hong took Hu Bichen's hand and walked into the palace.

After reading the cross, Hu Bichen looked confused: "Your Majesty, Father, Master Fei, I don't understand."

Baiguan had a smile on his face. It was normal for an eight-year-old not to understand, but he was honest.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "I heard that you can't write your own name?"

"No...no way." Hu Bichen looked at his eldest father, am I right?

Hu Gong nodded.

The next moment, he stood up and said: "I have taught you more than a hundred times that my grandson is stupid and will not show off his shame. The review will end here. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Fei Hong bowed and said, "Your Majesty, wait a minute, this cross is not difficult."

Baiguan's eyes turned.

Fei Hong marked a line of strange words on the white paper, and Emperor Hongzhi was confused.

Suddenly, Hu Bichen opened his mouth and read: "隰,盬,騤,铁,绛,砠,觱,馌,樨,蜩."

Baiguan's eyes straightened.

Emperor Hongzhi stood up from his throne in shock as if he had seen a ghost.

The lingering sound filled the hall.

I couldn't pronounce a word just now, but now I can pronounce this new line of text?

An eight-year-old child who couldn't even write his own name read it word for word.

Li Dongyang looked at it for the second time and was still shocked.

He was certain that Hu Bichen had never seen any of these ten words.

Wei Shen looked at Hu Gong angrily: "He really can't write?"

Hu Gong stamped his feet anxiously: "I really can't, what's going on?"

Liu Hongxiang didn't believe it either and was furious: "Who are you lying to?"

Hu Gong almost cried: "Sir, he really can't write."

Emperor Hongzhi was excited: "Fei Qing family, what are you writing about?"

Fei Hong bowed slightly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, this is the pinyin taught by Master Yan."

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