After dinner, Meng Xinghe returned to his room early. He picked up the Book of Songs on the desk and read it carefully. Although he had some ink in his heart, he had never taken the imperial examination, so he didn't know the depth of this journey.
The ancient imperial examinations were not inferior to the current college entrance examinations and covered a wide range of subjects. According to some literature records, the imperial examinations in the Tang Dynasty were divided into Changke and Enke. Changke was held every year, and the examination subjects included Mingjing, Jinshi, Junshi, etc.
.Among them, most scholars mainly take the Jinshi examination. The Jinshi examination is divided into three questions, namely classics and current affairs, agricultural and business strategies, and finally poetry. The format has been stipulated. It mainly tests the scholars' ability in poetry.
, books, etiquette, etiquette, time, situation, agriculture, and business talents. The Jinshi subject examination is also called the Gongju examination, which is divided into three quarters. The autumn of the year before the Gongju examination is the provincial examination, and the students who take the examination basically
Be the students of the county school, plus some rural tributes in the county. The top ten will be recommended to the provincial capital to participate in the provincial examination, which is usually held in the first month of the tribute spring. Each province will conduct the provincial examination at the same time, and the top ten will go to Chang'an to participate
All the tribute examinations that students dream of are usually held in the summer. In the end, officials from the Ministry of Rites select the top ten in the national Jinshi examination. The final examination is held in the Jinluan Palace. The emperor personally selects the top three, number one, and second place.
, Tanhua, were awarded official positions respectively, so they were called Denglongmen.
The regular scientific examinations in the Tang Dynasty were arranged roughly like this. As for the formal examinations, they were a type of examination method set up by the imperial court. Its purpose was to promote talents regardless of their qualifications and recruit extraordinary people from all over the world. Candidates could be current incumbents.
Officials are often those who have passed the examination, but most of them are ordinary people who know strange and obscene skills or are naturally brave and powerful.
I briefly reviewed the scientific examination procedures, which are similar to today's college entrance examination. The provincial examination and the provincial examination are similar, the small examination, the high school examination, and the final tribute palace examination are the millions of troops crossing the single-plank bridge. Either you die or I die.
The competition is fiercer than the modern college entrance examination. Only the top ten are selected. The top three are awarded the title of Jinshi, and the bottom seven are awarded the title of Jinshi. Overall, the probability of passing the Jinshi is not high, only one in 100,000.
So, it is almost the same as getting admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University.
Meng Xinghe's concern about the content of the imperial examination is not because of his great ideals, but because being an official in any era is a good job. In line with the heavy responsibility of honoring the ancestors, the imperial examination is undoubtedly a shortcut to change the current life and social status.
Opening the first page of the Book of Songs in your hand, there is this sentence: Guan Guan Jiujiu, in the River Island, a fair lady, a gentleman is eager to seek!" Almost all Chinese people know this sentence, and it is also recorded on the first page of the "Book of Songs"
, 80% of the people who compile and engrave books have bad intentions. They don’t write anything but words of encouragement for picking up girls. Isn’t this teaching bad things to young people?
Originally, I had no interest in this ancient textbook. There were no annotations or illustrations, and the text was not in modern simplified Chinese characters. It was a jumble of circles, which was more painful than reading differential equations.
"That's it! That's it! Learning is not something that can be learned overnight. You may have to worry about it!" Meng Xinghe laughed secretly, thinking that he was a man of influence back then, and entered Peking University with the first place in the province. In today's world
At that time, he was a top student in the Imperial College, but he actually felt tired of studying. It seemed that he had read too many books and developed antibodies, and he was tired of boring textbooks!
As soon as the green light went out, Meng Xinghe fell asleep quietly!
This sleep lasted until the afternoon of the next day when I woke up.
In this way, Meng Xinghe stayed at home for another seven or eight days, either reading books on scientific examinations every day, or living a happy life of eating, sleeping, and eating. After a few days, his sick body was almost healed.
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Early the next morning, Meng's mother was already urging him to go back to the county to study. She said that it would be a good time for Ziweixing Gao Zhao to go out to study today. The most important thing is that today is the Wenqu Tiantian Survey. If there are students who go out to take the exam, they can win the top prize. There are high schools.
possible!
Of course, Meng Xinghe resolutely abides by Meng Mu's arrangements.
Early in the morning, when the sun was just rising, Xiaowuzi, the servant, went in and out of Meng Xinghe's room many times. Everything that should be moved and taken to the county school was moved outside the gate of Mengjiazhuang Courtyard.
Meng Xinghe changed into a green shirt. After days of recuperation and his self-made tanning method, he no longer looked like a frail scholar, but he still had the temperament of a scholar everywhere. He looked like a handsome boy.
His appearance, coupled with his rather elegant clothes, showed his uninhibitedness in his licentiousness, and he was chic without losing his grace. Even Meng Xinghe, the person involved, couldn't help but sigh to himself: This boy was born to be a prostitute, and he didn't know how to enjoy the games in the past.
What a blessing to the people of Qi, no wonder everyone calls him Mr. Hualiu, he really lives up to his name!"
When he came outside the gate of Meng's house and saw the ox cart parked under the old locust tree opposite, Meng Xinghe felt sour and almost burst into tears.
The Meng family is different now. It is no longer the largest family in Mengjia Village. Ever since Meng Xinghe got involved in the brothels, the Meng family has declined to the point of being at the end of its rope. Even this time, Meng Xinghe was sent to the county school fifty miles away.
The village borrowed an ox cart to take him there.
Meng Xinghe felt a little distressed when he recalled riding a big horse and going to the county school with millions of dollars in wealth. Seeing the fifth child busy moving things up and down, and Meng's mother standing in front of the door giving silent instructions, Meng Xinghe's eyes grew hot.
The scene was very similar to when I went to college many years ago. There were no words, but tears came out quietly.
The sun has risen very high, but there is not much heat in the autumn sun. Generally speaking, it is still a clear and crisp autumn day. Occasionally, a few swan geese migrate south. The old cattle pulling the cart have begun to shed their hair and are panting.
I was so angry that I was really worried about whether it could travel the fifty-mile mountain road! The driver raised the whip in his hand, indicating that he was about to set off, so as not to miss the time and maybe not reach the county seat even after dark.
At this time, it’s time to say goodbye! Following Mother Meng’s instructions, the little five son first rewarded the driver with a few copper coins. It was considered as a tip, but also as a good fortune, hoping that the trip would arrive safely. Then the little five son bowed and sat down
Inside the bullock cart, he whispered: Master, it’s time for us to set off!”
"Yes! I know!" Meng Xinghe nodded and waved his green robe, "You go with the driver first, I will arrive soon." His order was equivalent to Mother Meng's order. Xiao Wuzi knew that the young master was ill.
A lot has changed since then, and now I am afraid that I have to say goodbye to my wife, and for fear of being seen by others, I ordered the driver to set off first and wait for his young master in front.
Seeing that the bullock cart had gone a little further, it stopped again. Meng Xinghe took a few steps forward and knelt down respectfully in front of Mother Meng.
"Mother! The child has been gone for a year. Many things in the family must be taken care of by mother. I hope that mother will take good care of you. You need to add more clothes in winter, and prevent heatstroke in summer. Don't overwork yourself in spring and autumn. Do not fight when encountering evil, and do not fight when encountering kindness.
Don’t give in. I’m hungry, cold, sick, and need to write a book for my child as soon as possible. Please take care of me, mother!” Three gentle kowtows contain a thousand words of Meng Xinghe’s words. In ancient times, when traveling far away from home, people had to kowtow to bid farewell to their mother! To show filial piety!
Then you can travel far away with peace of mind!
"Meng'er, get up!" Mother Meng hurriedly gave her a hand, her eyes filled with tears. The wind and frost of the years have marked the growth rings of this young mother, but her deep love for having a baby has become stronger.
Young birds always want to fly high, and parting is inevitable. Meng's mother carefully touched the needlework patterns on Meng Xinghe's clothes and warned: "Meng'er, mother only hopes that you will never touch that land of fireworks again. Study hard and become rich.
With fame and a bright future, I will have the face to face the ancestors of the Meng family. If you go to that Huajianliu Lane again and do whatever you want, I won’t be able to see you again even if you die!" At the end of the sentence, Mother Meng said
She actually started to cry softly. She should have said some kind words when parting. But Meng Xinghe has a criminal record, so some things have to be explained clearly before he can feel relieved!
Meng Xinghe just nodded silently, without much commitment, and could only pretend to remember some things in his heart. With Meng Xinghe's character in this life, he may not be as passionate about the affairs of Huajianliuxiang as his predecessor, and he would dabble in it occasionally.
It’s just to improve the quality of life and enjoy the fun of life!
After bidding farewell to Meng's mother, Meng Xinghe strode toward the oxcart in front of him with meteoric strides. The previous dullness was swept away, and he was about to usher in an extremely exciting school life. During this period, he thought shamelessly: "No.
Do you know whether today's county schools are the same as modern universities, with mixed education, free love, emancipation of the mind, and cohabitation and exploration?"
Thinking of these words, Meng Xinghe felt extremely nostalgic. To say that the most romantic era in his life was undoubtedly college. He basically did everything he should do, except getting married and having children in an honorable manner without a red book.
After he got on the bullock cart, the farmer who drove the cart whipped his whip, and the dilapidated bullock cart drove forward on the ancient road. Seeing Mengjia Village disappearing in front of his eyes, Meng Xinghe sighed and sang casually. "The wandering people miss me outside."
You, dear mother! Your wandering footsteps lead to the end of the world, without a home! The winter wind... carries snowflakes..."
The singing was hoarse and not ordinary unpleasant. It spread from mountain to village, startling the crows beside the ancient road and flying into the nearby bushes.
The sound of the car was far away, and the sky was covered with white clouds. Meng Xinghe looked around, and suddenly saw a cardamom girl standing not far ahead. The girl was wearing a rough cloth, petite and cute, holding a cloth bag tightly in her hand, looking towards Meng Xinghe
The bullock cart came over, looking a little eager and a little shy.
"crazy girl?"
Before Meng Xinghe could speak, Xiao Wuzi spoke first. "Master, hide quickly, don't let that crazy girl see you!"
"Why should I hide? Could it be that she wants to rob me?" I don't know the whole story. Of course Meng Xinghe will not be intimidated by a girl's movie. He even has the idea of jumping off the bullock cart to tease and tease this little loli.
Xiao Wuzi hurriedly caught him, "Master, you don't know something. This crazy girl has a mental problem. She is like a nymphomaniac when she sees a man and can't even eat him in one bite. The master went to their village the year before last and has been obsessed with this crazy girl ever since.
Looking at you, during the days when you were sick, she was still wandering around the Meng family. I think she is probably out of love and wants to see you, young master!" At this point, Xiao Wuzi puffed up his cheeks and said angrily: "
I don’t know who is so wicked as to tell this lunatic the whereabouts of my young master.”
"Is she a lunatic?" Meng Xinghe didn't mind that there was a little lolita who was twelve or thirteen years old and had a crush on him. Instead, he felt that this little lolita was a lunatic even though she was a pretty girl. It was really a trick of fate.
Xiao Wuzi said angrily: She is not only a madman, but also a broom star. She killed her parents a few years after she was born. Her uncle thought her life was too tough and sold her to Zhaojiazhuang to be a maid! Master, I see.
We'd better avoid her to avoid getting into his bad luck, then young master, you won't be the top pick in high school."