Dajin royal family

Chapter 579 Sin Plus One Class

The only thing that gave Jiang Chengxiao a little comfort was that there were not many people participating in the imperial examination this time, only more than 500 people, and dozens of them could still survive the review.In the future, it will definitely be impossible for him to personally review the test papers of the first exam like this.

As the number of people increased, he couldn't bear the workload.

But for the first time, he had to go to battle in person to show his attention and supervision.

Twenty examination rooms, twenty boxes, neatly placed in the corner, placed according to the serial number, each box is opened, the servants carefully distribute the test papers to a group of Confucian scholars, and then hand them over after they have finished reading. Six Shangshu scoring.

In the vertical arch hall, the sound of paper 'squeaking' resounded non-stop.

From time to time, Jiang Chengxiao could hear those great Confucians who were out in the field cursing: "I don't understand shit, I'm a scholar."

Some scolded: "Whatever you write, the songs of three-year-old children are not as good!"

The more radical said: "What the hell, I am ashamed to be with this generation!"

The six ministers were a little calmer. While looking at the test paper, they tasted the poems and Chinese Fu on it, while looking at the evaluations of the great Confucians, and then combined their own standards to score.

The scoring standard is not strict.

Regarding the big question of poetry and Chinese Fu, the answer poems written first must echo the basic rhyme and poetry style, and you can give points if you can take care of both.

The second is the artistic conception of the poems. If you can do this, you can give high marks.

Finally, if the poems written are indeed very good, and the six ministers and great Confucians all think it is good, they can give full marks.

Of course, King Zhao has to be satisfied.

Jiang Chengxiao was also looking at the test paper, but he was just going through the motions.

After all, he is actually not very good at literature.

The candles in the Chuigong Hall were changed one after another, and the great Confucians either cursed or praised, but there was also some kind of excitement.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Chengxiao finished reading the last test paper.Squeezing the space between his eyebrows, he picked up the teacup and finished the cold tea.

The Great Confucianists in the field are all elderly people who couldn't stay up late, so they went back early.There are also many elderly guys in the six books of history, but they didn't leave, but stayed with Jiang Chengxiao until now.

"What do you guys think?" Jiang Chengxiao asked them with a smile.

Xue Ting, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, lifted his spirits, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, in the first exam of the imperial examination, I saw quite a few talented young people."

Can you pull it out for a while, everyone has the same question, tall, short, fat, and thin is clear at a glance.

Pei Ju also said: "Yes, there are many talented people among them, and I dare not underestimate the poems written by them."

As a minister of the Ministry of Rites, Pei Ju can be said to be familiar with hundreds of classics. Being able to say such a thing is enough to prove that Pei Ju really agrees with the exam.

Pei Ju thought to himself, it's no wonder the king pays so much attention to the imperial examinations. In this way, in the future, the officials in the court may no longer have a place for officials with wine bags and rice bags.

"That's good, all my lovers, go back and have a good rest. There are still two exams."

"The minister waits to say goodbye."

After seeing off the six ministers, Jiang Chengxiao also stood up and stretched.

too tired!
"What time is it?" Jiang Chengxiao asked.

"Go back to the king, it's time to be ugly." Mai Congde said.

just a little?
It's not too late.

Personally speaking, Jiang Chengxiao's nightlife begins when he is ugly.

It's just whether it's the previous life or this life marching and fighting.

Mai Congde asked: "Your Majesty, which empress do you want to rest?"

Jiang Chengxiao thought for a while, and said: "Go to Huayi Palace, don't make a big fuss, just go and rest."

Xiao Xian gave birth to a child, and he planned to go there a few more times in the future.

The next day.

As soon as Jiang Chengxiao arrived at the Chuigong Palace, he received a request from Dugu Luo, the right servant of the Ministry of Punishment, to see him.

After being summoned, Dugu Luo Dao explained why he came.

Pan Zhang rode his horse on Zhuque Street and injured a scholar who was participating in the imperial examination. He even threatened the law enforcement officials and the victim as the brother-in-law of King Zhao.

Originally, this kind of matter didn't need to be reported to King Ming Zhao, it could be handled according to the law.But after Dugu Luo's investigation, this Pan Zhang is indeed King Zhao's brother-in-law, and his wife is from the Changsun family, and has a good relationship with the queen.

In addition, the scholars who participated in the imperial examination were involved, so Dugu Luo went to the palace to meet Zhao Wang in person.

You must know that King Zhao attaches great importance to the imperial examination, and the ruling and opposition parties know it well.It is still necessary to tell King Zhao that something like this happened at this time.

"How is that scholar?" Jiang Chengxiao asked with a frown.

"Back to the king, Xu Zongjing has a broken left leg and needs to rest in bed. I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in the imperial examination."

Jiang Chengxiao knocked on the table and asked: "Have you investigated clearly, did that Pan Zhang really speak out in public and threaten scholars?"

"Yes, General Yan, who is patrolling the city, can testify."

Hearing this, Jiang Chengxiao no longer doubted.

"Pan Zhang's crime, what should be done according to the law?"

"Returning to the king, those who ride horses on Zhuque Street for no reason will be injured and disabled, and they will be whipped a hundred times for thousands of miles."

After all, Suzaku Street is not another street, so the punishment is more severe.

"This person speaks out loud and has no intention of repenting after breaking the law. Instead, he threatens him alone. The crime will be aggravated, and he will go two thousand miles." Jiang Chengxiao said coldly.

"Yes." Dugu Luo replied.

In fact, this matter can be dealt with in a small way, but Jiang Chengxiao wants to punish him heavily for the same reason, to make those who call themselves 'relatives' restrain themselves.

What would the people below think if he acted for selfishness?
What will other officials think? There will be more and more such things in the future.

Hope some people take this as a warning.

After Dugu Luo left, Jiang Chengxiao said: "Jiyun, go and find out where this Pan Zhang came from, and what he followed."

"Yes."

Pan Zhang's incident did not cause much disturbance, and the second exam in the afternoon of the second day obviously made the people of Taiyuan more interesting.

Chu Liangzhi stayed in the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment all night, and the guards in the yamen knew that he was a scholar who participated in the imperial examination, so they treated him kindly.

At the same time, doctors were also invited to treat Xu Zongjing.

After learning about the punishment of Pan Zhang by the Ministry of Justice, Chu Liangzhi took his friend Xu Zongjing back to the inn arranged by Honglu Temple.

"Liangzhi, go to the exam quickly, I'm much better." Xu Zongjing urged Chu Liangzhi to take the exam regretfully and sadly.

With his current state, it is impossible for him to participate in the next exam.

"Zong Jing, it's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be like this."

If he hadn't been in a daze on the street, how could such an accident have happened.Although, it was Pan Zhang who was really wrong, and he was also punished.

"If you really feel guilty, then go to the exam and come back with a first name. It's not in vain for me to save you." Xu Zongjing said something, and then smiled bitterly: "This is also my fate, so many people on the street , just bumped into the two of us, let’s not talk about it, just go.”

Hearing this, Chu Liangzhi nodded silently, "Zong Jing, don't worry, I will do my best!"

The second exam in the afternoon is about arithmetic.

To be honest, many scholars feel like the sky is falling when they know about this kind of test for the first time.

What they study is "The Analects of Confucius" and other hundreds of scriptures, and they have never studied arithmetic in depth.Many people make up "Zhoubi Suanjing", "Nine Chapters of Suanshu" and "Zhushu" temporarily.

But it's useless, except for the geniuses of the sky, things like counting are accumulated over the years.

Many scholars wanted to cry when they got the examination papers. The imperial examinations were a bit 'over the top'. Is it necessary to select officials?

Others think that the counting [-] points is an exam to widen the gap, and the purpose is to widen the distance between candidates.

Chu Liangzhi didn't show distress when he got the exam paper.In fact, for those who are serious about reading, as long as it is a "classic" article recognized by the court, they will read all of them.What's more, "Zhoubi Suanjing" and other articles are classics that have been handed down for a long time, and the things recorded in it are also involved in daily life, so how could he have never read them.

The big question of [-] points is divided into three small questions, and one small question is [-] points.

Chu Liangzhi took a deep breath, and sure enough, the scores got higher and higher, and the test papers became more and more difficult.

The first question of arithmetic, Chu Liangzhi looked it over, it should be taken from the classic 'Pythagorean' modified question in "Zhoubi Suanjing".

Seeing this, he immediately remembered what Shang Gao said in the article;

The key to the so-called deformation problem is that it remains true to its original purpose. As long as you remember the solution of the original text, you can follow the example of the gourd.

For Xueba, the painting scoop can draw beautifully.

For scumbags
What?
What!
What are these? !
Those who meet are not difficult, those who are difficult will not.

Arithmetic is a dead question, there is no such thing as 'lucky', yes means yes, no means no, yes means yes, no means no.

Unlike writing poetry in the first exam, it allows you to play freely within the prescribed range.

Taking the math test is even more tormenting for the scumbags. They can't understand, can't do anything, and can't even write.

For a while, low sighs and sighs sounded in each examination room.

(End of this chapter)