"We collect bamboo and wood chips, puffballs, oxen, water, salt, and Henan, and we don't throw them away lightly."
Seeing that there were many people around, the knife and pen official had to ask calmly: "How old are you?"
"Xi, Xi is the fourth year of his life. He is born in the fourth year of his life. This year is ten or seventeen."
The knife and pen man pointed to the wooden sign next to him and said, "According to the imperial decree, those who are over fifteen years old must be able to read and write. Can you do that?"
"I, I." The tall man was not good at words, but everyone gathered around to look at him. He became more and more nervous, and his tongue seemed to be tied up. I didn't say anything for a long time.
"Okay, you can go back! What kind of books can you learn if you stutter?" The swordsman said impatiently: "Not everyone can enter the Imperial College. Don't think that just because you are from Fufeng and your surname is Ma, you dare to take the name of Haoying's family.
You deserve it too!”
The tall man's face suddenly turned red, like a cooked river shrimp. He became so angry that he even forgot to stutter: "I, Ma Jun, am from Fufeng! Is there only the Pingling Ma family in Fufeng? Don't you dare?
Look down on me, there are so many ways to select officials in the imperial court, and it’s not just Taixue’s one!"
After saying that, Ma Jun turned around and left with great courage. At this time, he heard a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in the crowd shouting: "Well said, you are really a lofty ideal!"
The young man lined up the crowd and walked up to Ma Jun. He raised his hands very casually and said, "Wang Fu, Prince of Handan, would like to make friends with you."
"Where did you come from?" The swordsman and pen official was about to scold him when he saw Wang Fu, who was dressed in luxurious clothes and had an extraordinary aura. There were several servants Cangtou around him, so he stopped talking immediately.
Wang Fu stared at the swordsman and penman with a shameless face and snorted coldly. He was sent by the emperor to pretend to be a scholar and secretly investigate the enrollment situation of the Imperial College. At this moment, when this happened, he wanted to take advantage of the situation, but he
He was restrained by Wang Zhong, the commander of Lu Ben who was accompanying him.
"The country has its say first, and it is not appropriate to reveal your identity." Wang Zhong had rich experience and could see what Wang Fu was thinking at a glance: "Besides, Ma Jun didn't see any talent. He was admitted to Taixue in vain. What will other people think?
? Besides, if he is like this, he will be treated coldly when he enters the Imperial Academy. At that time, Wang Lang will not help him, but harm him."
Wang Zhong whispered beside Wang Fu. After analyzing it, Wang Fu had no choice but to nod and endure it. However, he was still a little dissatisfied in his heart. Although Wang Zhong did not say it explicitly, in the eyes of the other party, he was
Wang Fu felt looked down upon by others for being nosy, and he had to prove his vision.
He said to himself: "If this person can say those words, he will definitely be extraordinary in the future. I can't help him now, but I will help him in the future."
Wang Zhong was angry and funny at the same time. He was originally a pavilion chief. Later, he was appointed as the capital minister because of his role as an escort, and was in charge of the guards patrolling the palace. Through this, he had a good relationship with Wang Duan, the chariot commander who was also in the guard system.
Because of the relationship, he has climbed into the family line of his maternal relative, the Wang family.
This time, he personally accompanied Wang Fu as the Commander of the Brigade, with the intention of further making good friends with the Wang brothers. Therefore, no matter how disapproving he was in his heart, he seriously agreed on his face: "This boy can catch the eye of the prince.
Nature has its own merits."
The conversation between the two of them was very low, and Ma Jun took a step back knowingly, not daring to eavesdrop. At this time, Ma Jun saw Wang Fu looking at him, he smiled sarcastically, and started to stutter again: "Here, help me, Fufeng
Ma Jun, courtesy name, Deheng."
Wang Fu smiled. He liked to act like he was superior to others and wanted everything he wanted in front of such people. This was one of the reasons why he liked to get close to humble and arrogant scholars.
"Let's go, I'll take you to have a drink." After saying that, Wang Fu couldn't help Ma Jun refuse, so he pulled him away.
After Wang Fu and others left, the swordsman and penman breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the group of young people still in shabby clothes in front of him, he suddenly regained his domineering look and said with a non-yinful smile: "This time the Imperial Academy
Just accept a thousand people, do you still have the time to waste time here?"
As soon as Zhang Ji heard this, he immediately took Jia Kui and walked quickly to the drama department. Fortunately, he had the official document from the county government issued by Cao Youyin, Zuofeng Yigong, which belonged to the recommendation quota reserved by Taixue for all counties in Guanzhong.
You can apply for admission directly. But Jia Kui on the side can't. He hasn't met such a noble person as You Yin yet.
"Place of origin, surname." The clerk copied the document for a long time, and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "How old are you, and what books have you read?"
Jia Kui did not dare to neglect, and quickly handed over the long certificate provided by his local place to prove his identity when clearing customs on a long journey: "I am from Xiangling in the east of Xiahe River. My surname is Jia Kui, and my courtesy name is Liang Dao. He was born in the third year of Xiping, and today
At the age of eighteen, I read the Classic of Filial Piety."
In fact, what Jia Kui is best at is the art of war. Since he was a child, he loved to gather children of the same age and play it like a marching formation. When his grandfather saw it, he was very surprised and taught tens of thousands of words about the art of war. However, in this case, Jia Kui
Kui can't say that he is best at the art of war. After all, this is Taixue, and in the end it must be based on the classics and meanings.
"Have you read a book? Then I have to test you." The knife and pen official put down his pen, picked up a volume of Filial Piety Classics from the desk, and glanced at the unattractive Jia Kui. It's cold now, and ordinary people are wearing extra clothes.
But Jia Kui didn't even have a thick long hakama.
There was a trace of contempt and disbelief in the eyes of the swordsman and penman. He opened the book and read it a few times, and said maliciously: "Recite the chapter of Common People to me."
"Hey." You Chu made a dissatisfied voice. Since humble people rarely have opportunities, the emperor's rule is that they only need to be literate. This swordsman obviously thought that Jia Kui was from a humble background, but he gave him face.
The poster said that he had read the Classic of Filial Piety, so he deliberately used the word "common man" to humiliate Jia Kui.
Zhang Ji's face was a bit ugly, but he managed to keep his composure and grabbed You Chu at the right time.
As the person involved, Jia Kui looked as usual, as if he didn't know the other party's hidden sarcasm, and recited the chapter fluently.
The swordsman and penman were a little surprised. He had seen a lot of poor people today who boasted about reading, but in fact their lies were revealed as soon as he asked. He didn't expect to meet someone with real knowledge. He asked a few more general questions, but in the end he couldn't make any mistakes.
, had no choice but to say dryly: "This is your name. Take it inside to get your books and clothes later. You must use it as a basis for entering and leaving the Imperial Academy in the future. Don't lose it."
Jia Kui took the piece of bamboo with his basic information and description of his appearance, and walked to the gate of Taixue with Zhang Ji and You Chu. According to Taichang Zhao Wen and Taixue servants shooting Pan Xu, offering wine to Yang Yi and others
According to the agreed-upon admission process, each student must go to the doctor and professor in each subject to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, and then offer a bundle of gifts.