Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Hearing Ma Zheng, Liu Jie was silent for a moment: "The student has raised horses, learned riding and archery, swordsmanship, and also learned some mountain and river geography. Ma Zheng, the students dare not understand."

Everyone nodded one after another, they are also versatile.

At least better than the vast majority of scholars in this world.

Zhu Houzhao nodded: "You are quite modest."

The disciples and grandchildren were silent.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Then I will test you. If I want to rectify the horse administration, how should I rectify it?"

Zhu Houzhao paused: "Let's take this memorandum as the title. The prefect of Jinhua and Jinhua's Beiwawei are in collusion. Jinhua, where did the Japanese pirates come from? Nine out of ten, they are the ones who killed the good and pretended to be meritorious. Jinhua's Beiwawei, According to my palace, it has long been up and down, all rotten to the root. From this corner of Jinhua, looking at the whole world, it can be seen how many officers and soldiers in the world are depraved, and how many soldiers are kept by the court. The power of war has been contaminated with countless bad habits. If the imperial court wants to clean up, how should it be done? Let this be the topic, and if you can’t write it out for an hour, just sit here and kneel down.”

There are no other resources in the Zhenguo Mansion, but the latest memorabilia transcribed from the court, the drafts of the cabinet ministers, the emperor's instructions, and even the minutes of the court's discussions on this issue, these... have everything.

Zhu Houzhao ordered people to copy them all down early, so that others knew or didn't know everything.

It is still a routine of brushing questions.

For Fang Jifan, teaching and educating people may require instilling various knowledge and expending a lot of energy, taking them to see the customs of various places, and teaching them a lot of knowledge.

But if you are dealing with exams, there is nothing that cannot be solved by brushing the questions. Brushing, one question a day, one test every five days.

Someone brought in the copybook long ago, and the disciples and grandchildren have long been used to writing questions, but they have changed from writing stereotypes to writing policy theories. What's the matter? Well experienced everyone.

As Liu Jie said, he can ride and shoot, swordsmanship, and has studied astronomy and geography.

The most important thing is that he really went deep into the lives of ordinary people. He once ate and slept with farmers in Xishan, knew how ordinary people lived, and also knew what military households were in the eyes of ordinary people. It looks useless, but once it's time to use it, you know it right away.

Everyone began to write, and after more than an hour, a policy paper was accepted.

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan circulated them one by one, comparing some of the champion, second place, and third-ranked articles hand-picked by Emperor Hongzhi before.

Immediately, start scoring, this scoring, using the 100-point system, through scoring, to determine whether this article is valuable.

Scores are actually very important. Although there are only two grades in Ming Dynasty's imperial examinations, neutral and non-successful, but now it is teaching knowledge, teaching knowledge, and it is necessary to let the disciples and grandchildren know how bad their level is and where they are. So, This scoring system came out.

At the end of the day, they made a paper on policy, and asked them to delete, delete, and modify it three times. In the evening, it was a night class. Wang Shouren and the others had already prepared countless pieces of classic papers on policy, and then began to explain the issue of the imperial court's military equipment. , and these problems are actually not made up by brains. They are officials of the Imperial Academy, and they have access to a large number of official documents. The imperial edicts are all backed up and archived. There are backups.

Keep these things in mind, and then list a few issues that both the emperor and the Ministry of War worry about, and finally, find a solution from them.

This talk lasted a whole night.

Not only that, several imperial officials had to get together after class, trying hard to figure out what questions were most likely to be asked in this imperial examination. Of course, his guess is only in one direction. For example, the question proposed by His Majesty this time may be about enlightenment or horse politics.

After having a general direction, it is towards this direction, and some more related questions will be asked. Other questions will still be asked, and will be taught, but it is not the focus.

The entire Xishan Academy has a set of special mechanisms, which are completely diametrically opposed to the imperial examinations. They identify every pain point of the imperial examinations, and then efficiently allocate resources. The purpose...of course is to transport talents for the imperial court.

A great chivalrous man is for the country and for the people. This has always been Fang Jifan's motto. As a person with three views and uprightness, Fang Jifan has always put the country first.

On the other hand, other tribute students, some reluctantly searched for some old policy topics, some excerpted some mansion newspapers to read, and some still read the articles, thinking that if the diction is beautiful, they will be especially favored by the emperor.

Little did they know that the imperial examination was the Ming Dynasty's line of defense against stereotyped essays. If you only knew how to do stereotyped essays, you would be allowed to be an official, but if you didn't know anything about economics and people's livelihood, the emperor was not a fool, so why use you?

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Kunning Palace.

The palace returned to calm again, His Majesty's one-month cultivation in Xishan not only restored his body, but also his energy was stronger than before.

Empress Zhang was sitting in the bedroom, facing the bronze mirror, that girl Zhu Xiurong took Fang Xiaofan to play in the imperial garden again. Just at this moment, Liu Zheng, an eunuch from Kunning Palace, came in, knelt down, kowtowed, and saluted: "Your servant has seen your mother."

Empress Zhang was silent.

Then Liu Zheng opened his mouth: "Last night, the servant girl inquired from Zhang Yong of the East Palace. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had the honor of two beautiful girls. In addition, from the end of last month to the present, there have been eleven beautiful girls who have been lucky.

People, a total of thirty-nine times..."

Empress Zhang in the bronze mirror couldn't help trembling.

Liu Zheng glanced at Empress Zhang cautiously: "All the beautiful girls who are in touch have their pulses quietly, especially those who have been in luck before. The pulse is controlled by Yuyi Wu, who is a master of gynecology. Regarding this, It's the best."

"And then?" Empress Zhang faintly looked forward to it.

"There is no pregnancy yet."

Empress Zhang said lightly: "Understood, you can go down."

Liu Zheng could see the disappointment expressed by the empress.

Yes, I finally had some hope, but there is no light left or right. In the past few days, the empress has been asking, and I am about to be stationed in the East Palace: "Servant...retire."

Just as Liu Zheng was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something: "That's right."

"What?" Queen Zhang looked back.

Liu Zhengdao: "That Wu..."

"The gynecologist you mentioned?"

"That's right." Liu Zheng said admiringly, "It's this gynecological expert Wu Yuyi: "I learned from him that Renshou Palace..."

Empress Zhang understood: "Have you ordered him something?"

"Yes." Liu Zheng said with a smile.

It seems that the Empress Dowager is also in a hurry.

Empress Zhang said: "Understood, tomorrow, give this holy hand twenty taels of silver, let him take good care of him, but don't make a mistake, the holy hand has become a severed hand."

Liu Zheng's heart shuddered, and he understood the meaning, rewards, of course, should be made, so people have to work hard.

But, don't mess things up, you won't be able to see when you have a happy pulse, it's just depressing.

If the master is not successful, Queen Zhang will naturally not be polite.

Although Queen Zhang usually has a good temper and is easy to talk, she still depends on what is going on.

Just like today's incident, it is bigger than the sky, whoever dares to make a mistake, it will be over.

This is not only a warning to the master of gynecology, but why not a warning to myself, I must not make a mistake.

Liu Zheng retreated.

Empress Zhang still sat in front of the mirror, frowning slightly.

The nanny at the side seemed to see through Queen Zhang's thoughts, and comforted her: "Your Majesty, there is no rush for such matters, Your Highness, that, that... How long has it been since the circumcision? After the wound heals, it will only be twenty years old. How many days..."

"That's right..." Empress Zhang said: "You are telling the truth. But, our Ming Dynasty, and the ancestors in the sky, have waited for him for three years..."

Mammy was speechless.

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The day of the imperial examination has arrived.

Fifteen Gongsheng students put on their new clothes early in the morning.

And all the talents lined up early in the morning.

In Fang Jifan's words, today is a day of great joy for the Gongsheng students.

Also let their juniors see the demeanor of these senior brothers.

After all, writing questions is hard work, don't let people look at them, let them know what happiness is like for people with fame, and how can people endure such loneliness.

Liu Jie is the leader, and the rest are lined up according to the results of the examination.

Fang Jifan encouraged those who were in the front one by one.

The eyes of the last six people were all red with tears in their eyes. In the eyes of others, they were Gongsheng masters who were ranked in the middle and upper middle. wash off.

All their eyes are extraordinarily red, and their questions are more ruthless than others. Others are chiseling the wall to steal the light, and they are hanging on the beam.

Seeing the master with his hands behind his back, he casually walked in front of them, the eyes of the six of them became even redder instantly, they lowered their heads, not daring to speak, like a man who has been captured.

Fang Jifan smiled at them, with a happy face: "You have to work hard, don't let Master down."

Listening to Master's gentle words and exhortations, their hearts suddenly warmed up a bit. They thought they would be scolded again, but now after listening to Master's exhortation, the contrast is too great. They are so moved that their hearts almost melt. , The six of them suddenly lost control of their emotions and bowed down together: "Master, the students are sorry for the master, and now they are sharpening their knives, and they are ashamed, please wait and see, if there is any mistake, the students wait, and they will no longer have the face to see the master. "

Fang Jifan waved his hand: "Go ahead, what are you talking about, beat those same-year-olds who are not promising, let them know how unfortunate they are, let them hate their parents if they want to, and want to study, They don’t even want to pay the entrance fee of a hundred taels of silver, so they deserve it if they didn’t do well in the exams! If they don’t get into Xishan Academy, they’ll be worthy of Cheng Zhu’s studies, take stereotyped essays, win Jinshi, and enter Hanlin?”

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