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In Cangzhou City, there were a few Confucian figures sitting at this time. They looked a little shabby in their clothes, and some were even wounded. It was Xu Ziyuan who ran from the Mongols' butcher knife to the side of the Ming Dynasty in the battlefield of the Qing River in front of an army of 90,000.

This courtyard belongs to Xu Ziyuan. His father once set up a college in Cangzhou, so he set up this house. Now the Confucian scholars who come here to visit and comfort are all students of Xu Ziyuan's father during his lifetime.

Xu Ziyuan's eyes were red, and he had obviously cried. He was considered to have lost his family. He was a rich second-generation landlord class and a second-generation traitor and lackey official. He became nothing overnight, leaving only this dilapidated courtyard. It was reasonable to cry.

However, the Confucian scholar who visited the room looked at him with a hint of envy.

Although the family was destroyed, they were accidentally obtained a ladder to the sky!

"Brother Fuzhen (Xu Ziyuan's name is Fuzhen) is so brave. He fought with arrows and guns to King Ming in the forest. He is really a role model of scholars of our generation. He deserves to be the son of Master Xu!"

"Brother Fuzhen is such a hero. I think Master Xu's spirit in heaven is enough to be pleased. Now Brother Fuzhen has been included in the Ming King and is an official secretary. It will be of great use in the future. It seems that Master Xu's true knowledge must be promoted by Brother Fuzhen."

"Brother Fuzhen can show his ambitions! We are far behind!"

"Brother Fuzhen has already climbed the ladder, when will we be able to show our hearts?"

The people were talking a lot, and the topic turned to the "ladder to climb the sky". The so-called "ladder to climb the sky" is an upward channel that leads from the middle and lower levels of a society to the top level, participating in the distribution of interests of a country and national major policies! This upward channel exists in all countries around the world since ancient times and the present. A country and civilization with no upward channel and absolutely solidified classes has no development momentum.

Among all kinds of ascending channels, the most attractive to the middle and lower levels, the most open, transparent and fair ladder to the sky undoubtedly existed in the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties in China!

Yes, it is these three dynasties that have a bit of a scam that has such an open, transparent and very fair upward path! And this ladder to ascend to heaven has been perfected by the imperial examination system in the Song Dynasty since the Sui and Tang Dynasties!

Even in the Red Dynasty, where the people were the masters of their own country in the future, there was no such ladder to climb the sky that "becomes a farmer in the morning and climbs the Great Hall in the evening".

Although the imperial examination system has many problems, it not only imprisoned wise men, but also made the entire Chinese society revolve around several ineffective Confucian classics, causing the country to stagnate or even regress in the military and scientific fields.

But no one can deny that reading a few Confucian classics and exams a few eight-legged articles can determine the honor and disgrace of the rich and poor in life. This will make scholars at the bottom become superiors, and then rise to the top and become famous officials who determine the country's politics and future. This system is very attractive to the middle and lower classes. Imagine that by taking the Marxist-Leninist Jinshi in the "Complete Works of Marxist-Leninist Jinshi", you can directly become deputy department-level cadres (the deputy county level, the Jinshi of the Song Dynasty was almost the deputy department-level official, and the Ming and Qing dynasties were directly appointed as department-level officials. You could be a county magistrate). In the future, it would be a stable thing to be at the provincial level, and the chief and deputy state-level officials must also be selected from the Marxist-Leninist Jinshi... Such an upward channel will make the poor people at the bottom crazy? Will it attract all the talents of the entire society to study Marxist-Leninist and learn Mao's selection?

(Of course, necessary official methods are still needed, but without a Jinshi, there was basically no chance to become a senior civil servant in most of the time during the Song and Ming dynasties. If it were not a Manchu relative in the Qing Dynasty, a Jinshi would be indispensable to be a high-ranking official.)

The good thing about taking the imperial examination for the Marxist and Jinshi was of course just a dream song. But for Chinese intellectuals in the 13th century, the imperial examination was well-known for the emperor, but it was not a dream song. It really existed as the ladder of the heavens, not only in the Song Dynasty. It also existed in the Tang and Yuan dynasties in the war in the north.

The only one who did not have this ladder was that it emerged on the sea. The Ming Dynasty, who had just become the Lord of Yanyun!

Xu Ziyuan, who was awarded a secretary by Chen Dexing, has naturally become the envy of these scholars of Cangzhou who have no way to rise and have been taught all their life.

Xu Ziyuan smiled bitterly and sighed: "Xu's family is now destroyed, and his heart is already in chaos. What about climbing the ladder or secretary? How can Xu have this idea? What Xu thinks in his mind is to find the remains of his parents, bury them for a lifetime, and mourn them for another three years."

Everyone felt a pity when they saw that he was full of misery and was determined to be filial to Dingyou. The Ming Dynasty was not the Song Dynasty. The national religion was the Heavenly Taoism, so they did not emphasize filial piety. They had never heard of a three-year bereavement leave for a three-year bereavement leave of three months. In Chen Dexing's view, three-year bereavement is just a mess.

It takes three years to die, and three years to die (sometimes more than one mother) to die, and that’s six years! How long is the average life expectancy of the Song people? Isn’t this still doing things? So there is no such thing as Ding You here in the Beiming Dynasty. If anyone wants to be a filial son, then resign from his official position and go home to be a commoner!

If Xu Ziyuan resigns from office for three years, the road to heaven will be absolutely impossible.

Everyone wanted to persuade him to be an official, but it was difficult to speak about filial piety. After all, everyone is a Confucian scholar. Just when there was nothing to say, he heard a voice coming from the door: "Brother Fuzhen, can Brother Fuzhen be there?"

Xu Ziyuan jumped up with a whisper: "It's Brother Duanfu!"

He didn't care about his sadness and jumped up from the bed. He went out barefoot and was immediately sent to the Ming army's position. He didn't know whether his family-friendly brother was alive or dead. Now he actually heard Liu Minzhong's voice, how could he not be excited?

Several scholars in the room followed him out of the door. When they arrived in the yard, they saw a down-and-out man who seemed to be in his thirties, with a pale face, a messy beard and hair, wearing a dirty robe, and a sleeve that was empty, as if he had no arms inside.

Xu Ziyuan didn't recognize the other person at once. After a while, he shouted and went up to him with a few steps, grabbed the other person's empty sleeves, "Liu Duanfu? Are you Liu Duanfu?"

The person who came was Liu Minzhong. He has not starved to death yet because the Ming army’s refugee camp is in charge of two meals a day.

After the Battle of the Qing River, the Ming army rescued many looted Han refugees and formed a refugee camp, asking them to follow the army to retreat northward, preparing to arrange them to go to Liaodong to be tenants for the lords. Although it sounds unprogressive, the lords system of the Northern Ming Dynasty determined that a large number of land-rental farms appeared.

After all, the number of serfs of Tartar is still very limited, and it is impossible to cultivate so many serf farms, and serfs themselves do not have the time to farm. It is inevitable to develop a land-rental farm!

Of course, the land at present is not valuable. Therefore, every refugee can be allocated twenty or thirty acres of land belonging to them, and they will also be divided into plough horses, farm tools and seeds, on the condition that they must rent a jewel farm.

However, it is impossible for Liu Minzhong to be a tenant if he only has one arm. If he lacks one arm, he will not be able to farm!

So, in the past few days, what Liu Minzhong has been considering is not whether to do Ding You, but how can he not starve to death after the refugee camp is disbanded in the future.

But after thinking about it, it seemed that there was no way out. Without a single arm, farming and joining the army would not be able to do business. He had no capital, and he would not do it either.

If you want to become an official... There is no imperial examination here in the Ming Dynasty. Although you also recruit small officials, you should not be missing any arms or legs. After all, this small official is not a high-ranking civil servant, and he has to do things. How can he be without hands?

As for being a teacher and earning a meager income, it seems feasible. But it is difficult to do it. Now he lacks his right arm and is not used to using his left hand. The words he writes are all dog-crawling. Who would ask him to be a gentleman?

Moreover, the Ming Dynasty is still martial, and even if he is recruiting minor officials, he will have to take the sword, bow and horse riding. This is not a problem for Liu Minzhong, but now he has broken his right arm... Just when he is desperate, he suddenly heard someone running from the Mongols' sword to the side of the Ming Dynasty. Chen Dexing was attracted by him and was appointed as an official. He knew it was Xu Ziyuan. So today I went to Xu Ziyuan's old house in Cangzhou to try my luck and see if I could see this family friendship who had reached the ladder of heaven.

"Brother Fuzhen... I am Minzhong." Liu Minzhong said, feeling sad and tears flowed down.

Xu Ziyuan was also extremely depressed and cried with him. The two of them picked up their heads and cried for a while in the yard. After the persuasion of several Cangzhou scholars, they wiped their tears and entered the house.

"Brother Duanfu... do you have any plans?"

A pair of brothers and brothers were speechless for a long time before Xu Ziyuan asked Liu Minzhong’s plans in a low voice.

"Plan?" Liu Minzhong smiled bitterly, "What I have learned in my life is no longer useful, what else is there? It's just for beggars and monks."

This is really desolate, but it is also true. After hearing this, the Confucian scholars here actually felt the same way and all burst into tears.

Not only was Liu Minzhong's arm broken, but also a ladder to the heaven that went straight to the heaven. What Liu Minzhong learned in his life was useless, so why weren't they the same?

When Xu Ziyuan saw the eyes of everyone, he suddenly felt that he was lucky. By chance, he had entered the Ming Dynasty officialdom. For the Confucian scholars in the north who had no chance to enter the officialdom, how could he become an immortal in one step!

It seems that Ding You'll have to be slow. If you lose the opportunity in front of you, you will either be a beggar or a monk in the future! Moreover, the injury cannot be taken care of. If it is almost gone, hurry up and do things...

After making up his mind, he said to Liu Minzhong: "Brother Duanfu's knowledge is still there, and he will definitely have the opportunity to fulfill his lifelong ambitions in the future. Why not be as good as the best way to work with me to recover the injury and then make plans?"
Chapter completed!