[051] The Quartet is not peaceful, can you make a decision?
The first thing to do is definitely to examine the topic.
The first roll is opened.
[A gentleman is ill and has no reputation.]
This sentence comes from "The Holy Word".
Su Ping recalled the comment made by Zhu Sheng, the fourth sage, on this sentence: A gentleman learns for himself and does not ask others to know him. However, if he is not known by his name before he is born, then the reality of his good deeds cannot be known.
The general meaning is that a true gentleman's words and deeds come from his heart, and he does not care whether anyone knows. If no one knows his reputation after his death, it is likely that this person did not have any good deeds for others to know.
Thinking of this, Su Ping already had a direction in mind for answering the question, and then opened the second scroll.
[Now that all four directions are settled, how can we strengthen the foundation of the country?]
As soon as he saw this title, Su Ping couldn't help but want to laugh.
All directions are settled?
Where did Zhu Tianlu come up with such a question?
The Dasu Dynasty in Dongzhou was rich in products and depended on the sea. They looked down upon the three-thirds of an acre in Zhongzhou. When it came to national power, it was definitely above Daqing.
In the south, the officers and soldiers of Dayu pretended to be bandits and were repeatedly banned. How could they dare to say anything?
As for the northern border, even though Duke Dingguo was there, he could only maintain a defensive posture.
After all, you can only count on being separated from Xizhou by thousands of miles of desert, so God has decided it for you.
Therefore, this policy thesis is wrong from the very beginning.
However, this also reminded Su Ping of an imperial examination article he had read in the Imperial College.
The topic is "How to settle down if we are not on good terms with our neighbors".
This question comes from the period of the late emperor, which was also the period when the Daqing Dynasty as a whole was in its weakest period since the founding of the People's Republic of China.
When discussing the strategy for the Imperial Examination, the person I naturally asked about was Daqing’s neighbor, the Dayu Dynasty.
Facing the invasion of Dayu, the cowardly late emperor asked such a question.
‘Neighbor’ and ‘disharmony’, just from these two words, we can see the obvious intention.
And that article accurately conformed to the late emperor's intention and put forward the argument of "replacing suppression with pacification and slowly educating people".
In the end, the respondent was selected as the number one scholar as expected, and his official career was prosperous.
"So, the late emperor's move gave birth to the Zhu Tianlu faction?"
Su Ping shook his head disdainfully and opened the third extra scroll.
I saw only one line of words written on it.
[Take the country as the topic and answer with poems and poems]
It’s actually poetry?
The last dynasty that conducted imperial examinations on poems and poems probably perished four or five thousand years ago, right?
Su Ping's expression froze slightly, and he instinctively felt that this matter had something to do with "Journey into the Wine".
If this is the case... Emperor Yongtai, is he paying attention to himself?
While he was meditating, voices of surprise and doubt rang out throughout the Gongyuan examination room.
"Poetry?!"
"How come there are poems?"
"Sir, this paper was given to the wrong person! I have an extra one here!"
"Wow! It's so painful to lose Jieyuan!"
"..."
Tens of thousands of candidates wailed one after another.
The invigilators, on the other hand, highly tolerated and completely ignored the noisy behavior in the examination room.
Until a quarter of an hour passed, a majestic voice came from upstairs in Mingyuan.
"Those who make any noise will be expelled from Gongyuan and deprived of qualifications for the rural examination!"
The sound was not loud, but it quickly spread to the entire outer curtain invigilation area.
All the candidates who heard this voice changed their expressions and quickly suppressed the rest of their complaints.
If they stayed in Gongyuan and took the exam, they would at least have a chance of passing the exam. If they were kicked out, they would have to endure it for another year, which they couldn't accept.
Then I thought about it, isn't it just that there is an extra question about poetry and poetry? I am not the only one who has this extra question. In this case, there is not much difference between more and less.
Anyway, there are only a handful of people who have studied poetry over the years, and I don’t believe there are so many that they could knock me off the list.
The candidates quickly corrected their mentality and began to think about the test questions by candlelight.
Although Su Ping has not yet reached the Third Realm, there is still no problem in answering by the candlelight reflected in the room opposite.
But he was in no hurry to write.
Ever since I entered the room, there have always been eyes on Mingyuan upstairs.
With a faint look in his eyes, he swept over everyone equally.
If he writes now, it will definitely attract the attention of the surveillance officer.
This is not what he wants to see.
He needs to wait for an opportunity.
At this time, many candidates began to light charcoal and make a fire after reviewing the questions and prepare to eat.
A few people from well-off families naturally had servants to get up early to serve them, and they only came to the examination room after breakfast.
Not far from Su Ping, Han Shuang looked happy.
"How can a gentleman be without a name when he is dying?"
"I just learned this question, so I should have no problem getting an A grade."
"Zhuang Guoben...is miserable. This is a question that bothers both the father and the emperor. If I answer it quite satisfactorily, that's all. If I don't answer it well, won't I have to be punished?"
"Wait...why is there a third question!? Poetry title???"
Han Shuang opened the paper roll in great surprise, and then opened her mouth wide.
Her lips were red and her teeth were white, but she looked even more delicate under the candlelight.
But the surprise only lasted for a moment, and then it turned into reality.
"I think it was because of the little poet that the emperor began to pay attention to poetry."
Han Shuang's eyebrows were dancing with joy, and she said to herself: "I'm sure of passing the exam, now let's see how Brother Ninth will laugh at me!"
At this moment, Han Shuang didn't wait any longer, and started to write ink on old paper while thinking about the verses.
After a while, he picked up the pen and put it down.
A five-character quatrain jumps out from the page.
"The country values people, and the body is strong because of love. There is a bright moon today, which shines on the frontier from thousands of miles away."
Han Shuang put down the pen, picked up the paper and read it again, with a look of satisfaction on her face.
But then, he thought of that little poet whose poems were famous all over the world.
"How great would it be if I could compose a poem like "About to Enter the Wine" in the examination room?"
Han Shuang said with envy, and then her heart moved: "It seems that Xiao Shijun will also participate in this provincial examination, right?"
"Yes, I met you at Gongyuan that day. I must have come in advance to familiarize myself with the environment."
"I wonder if he can still write poetry like that?"
Han Shuang murmured to herself and couldn't help but look up at the white sky outside the room, as if something strange was about to appear there.
There are many people in Yangjing who have the same idea as Han Shuang.
Ji Xuanren, cabinet bachelor.
Luo Rong, Shaoqing of Dali Temple.
Han Du, the censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Marquis Rongyang...
Anyone who has attended the wedding banquet at the Duke's Mansion, whether in the government office, or at home, will occasionally look outside the house to see if any visions appear.
Deep inside the palace.
The Ninth Prince stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his hands, looking at the sleepy sky with a calm expression.
Attending the wedding banquet of Duke Dingguo that day was the most unforgettable day in his nearly twenty years of life.
Not only did he witness the birth of poetry through the ages, but it also made him realize for the first time how terrifying human words can be, and can actually twist a person into a completely different appearance out of thin air.
As the protagonist of the wedding banquet, Su Ping left an indelible impression on him.
These days, he lives in seclusion and keeps a low profile, and he has been struggling with one thing in his heart.
He became a disciple of Su Ping and studied poetry.
"He won't refuse to take me in, right?"
The Ninth Prince looked in the direction of Gongyuan with a depressed expression.
He was one of the few people who knew that Su Ping would take part in the provincial examination.
He also knew that the first impression he left on Su Ping was not very good.
But the song "About to Enter the Wine" not only shattered his pride, but also awakened his love for poetry.
In the face of this kind of love, he completely gave up the dignity of being a prince, and was thinking about what it would take for Su Ping to be willing to teach him.
money?
No.
It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back to you after all my wealth has been spent.
A person like Su Ping must regard money as dirt. If you try to impress him with money, he will definitely be disliked by him.