When Song Mu saw this, he just slapped his mouth a few times without saying anything else.
Others didn't react too much to me. Even if I sighed a little, I shouldn't do anything about it.
Putting these distracting thoughts out of his mind, Song Mu immediately continued to arrange the examination room. When everything was in place, Zhang Yiqi also came over and returned the broom.
"Thank you so much for the broom, Brother Song. I also wish Brother Song a successful start today."
Zhang Yiqi said calmly, with a gentle smile on his face. Matched with his dark face, he had an indescribable honesty and honesty.
Song Mu quickly took it and said with a smile.
"Brother Zhang is so polite. Song Mu also wishes Brother Zhang the best today."
The two looked at each other and smiled, without much communication, and both went back to the examination room.
However, the two people's exam rooms are right next to each other, so even though they are separated by a wall, some of the movements coming from the two people's exam rooms are very clear.
Song Mu had just sat down and had some snacks, waiting for the examiner to start announcing the exam, when Zhang Yiqi's voice came from next to him.
"Brother Song, I heard that you have written several talented poems before. Can you make another one this time?"
Zhang Yiqi, who was next door, suddenly said this. Song Mu was stunned, but the other party seemed to feel that what he said was a bit reckless, so he quickly added.
"I mean, Zhang heard someone talk about the scene where Brother Song was writing poetry that day, and he really yearned for it. Today is such a coincidence that I really want to be there and experience it."
When Song Mu heard this, he slapped his thirsty mouth a few times, with a half-smiling smile on his face.
It turned out that the other party recognized him, and it seemed that he had left a very deep impression on him.
After hearing what the other party said, Song Mu grinned and then said politely.
"I don't dare to take it seriously, Brother Zhang. Your strategy is equally powerful. Song will also want to pay tribute to you when the time comes, but Song has a small request."
"If you want to tempt Wenxing today, can you please say something first so that I can stop writing and calm down."
Just as Song Mu finished speaking, he could hear a soft silly laugh coming from the other side. Apparently, these words made Zhang Yiqi a little happy.
Immediately there was a response from the other side.
"Brother Song, let's work together and see you again after the exam."
Song Mu threw the last piece of snack in his hand into his mouth and nodded in reply.
"good."
Not long after, people came in one after another inside the examination room. After the sound of drums, groups of soldiers walked in. Just like the situation yesterday, they stood in front of each examination room and stared at each one.
Candidates in the examination room.
The North Tower shouted again, and the priest took the copper box and climbed onto the altar again. He opened the copper box on the altar, and the ordinary literary star was suspended above it.
"The second session of the college exam begins!"
As a loud voice sounded, clerks in each circle began to hand out questions.
Song Mu quickly got the question, spread it out and took a look, but immediately frowned.
I only see that the requirements for poetry and poetry are one poem and one verse, regardless of genre, but they are required to praise heroes.
The genre of chanting people is not uncommon, but this song praises the hero. Who should be regarded as a hero? Song Mu was also scratching his head at the moment.
On another Zhang Ce theory paper, there is a current political issue.
"Southern Xinjiang has been a place where barbarians and demons have been raging since ancient times. The sky is covered with danger and the government orders are unreasonable. The barbarians have joined hands with the demons to cause trouble, and there is not much suppression everywhere. What should we do?"
A question about border management was raised, but Song Mu felt a little happy after reading it.
I have some feelings about this type of topic.
In this world, the barbarians in southern Xinjiang are actually like the chieftains in the Ming Dynasty.
The communities in these areas have never been governed by secular rules. They follow the ancestral system and enclose the land as the king. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so no one is willing to obey any government orders.
Song Mu knew that the current governance of southern Xinjiang was presided over by Tao Shengzai, the No. 1 scholar thirty years ago, but now it could only maintain stability, and there would be unrest from time to time.
The Wen Dynasty had nine million frontier troops, and Southern Xinjiang accounted for one million of them.
Even though the imperial court allocates a large amount of silver every year and dispatches heavy troops and countless literati to guard the border, this place is still a troublesome place.
The content of this examination question can be said to be a headache for all civil and military officials in the dynasty, but they did not expect that the prince and young master would put it on such a public surface and use it as a question for the college examination.
Song Mu didn't have any guesses about this arrangement, so he started to write a draft.
At the same time, in the north building, more officials came here to observe today.
Qiu Buchu, the prefect of Jizhou Prefecture, also came here, and brought with him a handsome and mature man who stood out from the crowd.
"I heard yesterday that Song Mu actually wrote an article about Wen Xing's Five Movements? But I couldn't see it. It's a pity, a pity."
As soon as Qiu Buchu came to the north building, he looked out the window at the disc-shaped examination rooms in the examination hall. He also sighed with emotion, his long and thin face full of emotion.
Fan Xuezheng next to him also stroked his beard and smiled lightly, but looked at the people around Qiu Buchu.
"Brother Yongfang, it's not too late to come here today. Today's test is on policy theory and poetry and poetry. I heard that Song Mu's strengths are still there."
When Qiu Buchu heard what Fan Xuezheng said, he immediately became interested.
"This really makes me look forward to it. His article "Luanye County of Shiyang County is about studying the past" is now famous in the capital. I heard that His Majesty has read this article, so I asked the scholar to write a comment.
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When the surrounding priests heard what the magistrate said, they all looked at each other in shock.
It turns out that this is His Majesty's will. Does that mean...
"I heard that His Majesty also gave a reward, so I went to prepare it, Sir, but I don't know what good thing it is."
Qiu Buchu mentioned this, and everyone was even more flattered, thinking of the calm and self-reliant emperor in Chang'an Imperial City.
However, it is reasonable to say this. After all, it is a poem of great talent. The last time a poem of this level appeared was ten years ago.
When Qiu Buchu said this, there was some expression of appreciation in his eyes, and then he looked at the person next to him while stroking his beard.
"If he can still make a big splash this time, then I won't be reluctant to add a little bit of glory to him. Mr. Fengming, what do you think?"
As soon as the words came out, everyone looked at a man in green robe under the screen on one side of the attic. He was tall and thin, with messy hair tied up with a jade knot. His face looked a little miserable, and the dark circles under his eyes were serious.
He looked decadent and lazy.
If you don't pay attention, it's easy to ignore his existence, but once you notice it, you feel that there is a gentle feeling extending under this sloppy appearance.
Everyone was a little confused and speculated who this Mr. Fengming was, while Fan Xuezheng next to him also smiled and said nothing.
"A gentleman does not use his words to lift people up, and he does not use his words to waste his words."
The lazy and hoarse voice came, and everyone was even more confused, but Qiu Buchu laughed twice.
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In the examination room, Song Mu had been thinking about the question in his hand for a moment, and finally a smile slowly appeared on his face, and he carefully put down the brush in his hand.
Song Mu spread out an answer sheet and wrote his name, place of origin, and the name of the guarantor on it, and then he finally moved to the middle and put pen to paper.
"Strategy to Control Southern Xinjiang"
Song Mu chose to write the strategy first.
"Since Taizu, after years of battles, the vast territory of southern Xinjiang has entered the Wen Dynasty. The world has been unified, and the world is stable..."
"However, the first step is to establish political connections and then to make peace with the people. The southern frontier is very steep, with vehicles and horses unable to reach it, with broken walls and cliffs. There are often situations that are out of this world. Some people think that if we govern the southern frontier, the first is the access road, and the second is the trade."
Song Mu gently put down the pen, but he had already prepared a draft in his mind. The theme of this policy review had been seen in other books. Although "Tianwenjian" only analyzed the current situation and did not provide a solution, it was enough.
Song Mu first presented the facts and then explained his own reasoning.
The most important thing in managing such a remote place is to allow worldly things to fully penetrate.
If there is a road first, the government orders can be reached, and all the worldly affairs of the world can be introduced. The mountain people will no longer be isolated from the world and can understand the current changes.
The most direct purpose of this item is to directly strengthen control over southern Xinjiang. With the most convenient way, troops can be deployed more quickly to suppress all possible unrest.
In addition, the roads can also benefit the people there. The tribes have more exchanges with each other, so their minds are not blocked, and economic and cultural exchanges are frequent.
After access, comes trade.
The purpose of trade is even more simple and clear. It uses the most direct means to bring the people of these tribes into contact with the people of the Wen Dynasty. With intersection and contact, the economies and cultures of each other can be continuously integrated.
Not only that, after accepting the advanced productive forces and commodities brought by the Han people, these people gained convenience and gradually became dependent on them.
And in this way, we have further entered the road of integration.
The mountain people can exchange mountain goods for external goods, and at the same time, it becomes easier to win over the mountain people among them by using economic means.
Song Mu paused for a moment while writing this.
Some of the thoughts I had in the past have come to mind now, but these methods seem a bit cruel and may bring some bad things.
But after just thinking for a moment, Song Mu sighed and continued writing.
I am just a little scholar.
How can an article written by a scholar, which only expresses his own humble opinions, be recognized by adults, be regarded as a guideline, and be used immediately?
So Song Mu began to seriously present the facts and reason.
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