The fruit of killing life

Chapter 547

Daizhou Government Office, Qizhou City.

It was drizzling, and by the Daming Lake, there was a lotus raining, one red, one pink, one white, all of which bloomed extraordinarily gorgeously and enchantingly.

The black carriage running between yin and yang, under the guard of a group of yin soldiers, slowly stopped at the most beautiful place by the lake, in front of a solemn and solemn Confucian temple.

call--!
Suddenly a gust of wind and rain swept past.

The carriage and the Yin soldiers all disappeared without a trace like a dream bubble, and there was only a pair of young men and women holding the big red [Six Desires Red Dust Umbrella] on the spot.

The pedestrians coming and going were not surprised at all, as if the two of them were standing there in the first place.

"I originally thought that Yuzhou's literary style was already at its peak. Only when I came to the big city of Daizhou did I know what it means to see a big witch for a small witch."

Huang Wu took Wang Yuan's arm lightly, looking at the temple in front of her, her pair of phoenix eyes couldn't help showing surprise.

Even in the years of catastrophe and turmoil, this ancient Confucian temple is still bustling with tourists and incense.

Among them, scholars are the main ones.

From the Zongjiao kid who just entered a private school, to the trembling white-headed old man with half his foot in the coffin, they are all extremely pious.

When looking at the Confucian Temple and the hundreds of sages in it, there are similarities and minor differences in the eyes.

No matter who came here, they were respectful and did not dare to make any noise.

This is also very normal.

Not to mention the Confucian sages who are worshiped in it, many of the 153 Confucian sages who have enjoyed the Confucian Temple have prosperous descendants, and even formed a Confucian family with a long history.

In particular, the Wensheng family has been rewarded by the royal family through the ages, and it has always stood tall. At the last time, it also had a duke title.

The rewards of wealth and goods are countless.

If it weren't for the precepts of the ancestors, the descendants of the Wensheng family would never be allowed to compete for the world, and they would not be able to join [All Beings Tribulation] to assist any party Qianlong.

This Daizhou may change into a Dawang Banner on the top of the city in an instant.

On the other hand, no matter who will sit on the supreme position in the world in the future, he will not dare to offend all scholars in one go.

Therefore, the Confucian Temples all over the country are treated much better than the Town God's Temples under Master Wang's command.

Hearing what his sister said, Wang Yuan just shook his head and smiled.

"When these people come to worship the Confucian Temple, what they worship is not their 'literary style', but their own 'official luck'!
The folks in Yanhan have always been pragmatists.

No matter what method is adopted, it is good to take stereotyped essays, poetry, arithmetic, calligraphy and painting, chess and so on, or any other competitive items.

As long as that way allows people to reach the sky in one step and cross classes, they will get the same status as the Confucian Temple.

No matter how excellent a subject is, it will be futile if it cannot be realized by people.

If I hadn't been lucky enough to step into the fairyland, I, Wang Xiaoyuan, would have been like them, with a poor head and poor scriptures just to fight for a rich future.

In the end, if you can get a Tanhualang (as a convention, Yijia has the highest appearance), and then marry a princess, you will be at the pinnacle of your life. "

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand teasingly, and lightly hooked the lovely white jade-like tip of his "Eldest Princess".

In exchange for Huang Wu's coquettish resentment, she raised her hand and hammered Wang Yuan's chest.

"Come on, sister.

Let's first go to the 'Kuixing Tower' to pay a visit to the [Doukuixing Lord] who dominates the world's cultural movement, and then go to the [Caishen Temple], which is only one street away, to visit the God of Wealth.

Sister Ruan had greeted them in advance, saying that it was rare for the two Qing Chi gods to be in the jurisdiction of their own dojo today.

We want to borrow their [power] to create a festival that requires a vigil all night, and induce the [humanitarian flood] in advance.

Although it is a great merit, it is also a great cause and effect. If you are not careful, you may fall on the spot.

Even if we come here with great righteousness, we can't force a certain fairy official to take risks.

It's better to be cautious. "

Kuixing, whose real name is "Kuixing", is also the first star "Tianshu" of the Big Dipper.

"The head of the fight is called the chief", which is extended to be the first, and it is also the auspicious star that dominates the world's cultural fortune.

According to "Shi Jia Zhai Yang Xin Lu" records: Five stars gather on Kui Sun, that is, the five planets of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are connected in a line.

Kui and Lou Erxing correspond to Daizhou, the hometown of Wensheng, where man and nature are one, and should be Wenkui.

There are "Kuixing Buildings" in Confucian temples all over Dayan, implying that students "win the championship", especially before the autumn, all imperial examination scholars came to worship.

They stood in front of the gate of Kuixing Tower, and they could see a black-faced and red-haired god standing in it, holding a red writing brush in his right hand, holding a golden seal in his left hand, and kicking with his left foot.

This "Kuixing Kicking Fight" is a sign of the prosperity of the literary movement.

"Big Sister Ruan said at the beginning that she would save a game, prepare wine and food, and help introduce two immortal officials.

In the end, we changed our minds and asked us to do it ourselves, but also to perform well in front of the two of them, saying that it would be of great benefit.

But is my lord Wang a person short of money and official position?
I'm afraid that this alcoholic is reluctant to part with the [Thousand Day Drunk] he just made.

Uh, it’s also possible that they simply don’t want to come here to eat Jiuzhuan Dachang, a famous dish that must be ordered at the banquet in Daizhou? "

Thinking of the elder sister's words, although Wang Yuan didn't take it seriously, he subconsciously became more cautious, and was about to drag Huang Wu into the "Kuixing Tower".

clang!clang!clang!
I saw a disheveled figure walking from one end of the street, beating a broken bowl with a wooden stick in his hand, walked to the door of Kuixing Tower and sat down on the stone steps.

Keep knocking on the bowl.

But it seems that apart from the two of them, no one else can see this figure.

The two looked at each other with strange expressions.

"It turned out to be a ghost, and it seems to be a eunuch?!"

Wang Yuan and Huang Wu are a ghost emperor and a ghost queen, so they can see low-level ghosts to the end at a glance.

Moreover, this figure was also wearing a bullfighting suit that only eunuchs with the seal of the twelve eunuchs in the palace could wear.

It's just that the workmanship is rough, and there is a strong sense of cheapness, and I don't know where he made it when he was alive.

The "Little Book of Life and Death" in Wang Yuan's hand opened by itself, showing them the life of this ghost.

[Name: Sun Yaozong, from Jeju City. 】

[Biography: Since childhood, I have been burdened with the expectations of my father's ancestors, and sent to the best private school to study.

Although very smart, his attainments in mathematics and the way of Go are very good.

But Naihe's talent in stereotyped essays is really limited, he has no spirituality in mathematics at all, he failed the imperial examinations again and again, and he couldn't even pass a boy's exam]

The two of them frowned more and more.

This person fought and failed repeatedly, until his family was in decline. His parents and brothers passed away in successive years of famine, and he was left alone in the world.

But over the years, becoming an official, making a fortune, and honoring his ancestors have long been the deepest and deep-rooted obsessions in his heart.

He often wanders in the "Kuixing Building" and "The God of Wealth Temple", and enshrines all the money he saves to the two gods.

I hope they can bless themselves to make a fortune in high school.

Until last year, "Wu Sheng Dao" asked the last emperor Zhou Jingliang to open Enke in order to catch the best of the world's scholars.

It's a pity that it is a "grace" only available to Juren and above, and it has nothing to do with him as a white man.

As a "official fan" fascinated by desire, Sun Yaozong was stimulated by Enke and finally made up his mind.

In order to become an official, make a fortune and honor the ancestors, since the way of the imperial examination is not feasible, I can only find another way and become an eunuch!
During the Great Yan Dynasty, many eunuchs were in power, and many of them even acted as voices and spokespersons for the emperor.

Although the big waves are washing the sand, there is not much hope of getting ahead.

At this time, he was like a gambler with red eyes.

After seeing the phrase "If you want to practice magical skills, swing your sword from the palace", you slashed yourself without much hesitation.

Like Liu Yidao in the capital city back then, the skillful, fast and good cut [Swordsmith] (Chapter 373) was expensive.

At least ten taels of silver must be charged every time, and pig heads, chicken, duck, and fish are indispensable.

You get what you pay for, and if he does it himself, it is tantamount to taking a trip to the "Gate of Hell".

Fortunately, he finally survived with his tenacious will.

Unfortunately, last year he had just cut his own egg, and Dayan died.

The entire imperial palace was razed to the ground by Wang Yuan and his gang, so where is there room for him to be a eunuch?
And in the foreseeable future, as long as the troubled times of Qianlong melee do not end, the entire Chixian Shenzhou will probably not need this skilled job.

The dream of being an official and getting rich was shattered, and Sun Yaozong, who couldn't bear the blow, went crazy on the spot.

Fortunately, the chief assistant of Daizhou is fairly wealthy.

After learning his story, many idlers and young masters took him as a joke.

He often gave money for fun, but the insane Sun Yaozong managed to live for another year.

Until seven days ago, I accidentally stumbled and fell into Daming Lake. After the first seven times of returning to my soul, I was driven by the strongest obsession in my heart to return to the place where it all started.

He lingered repeatedly in Kuixing Building and Caishen Temple, the two places where all his hopes were pinned, and refused to leave.

"Ugh!"

After reading the life of Sun Yaozong in "Little Book of Life and Death", Wang Yuan couldn't help feeling both funny and sympathetic to this man's miserable life.

The emotions in my heart can only be turned into a sigh in the end:
"The Kyushu is angry and relies on the wind and thunder, and it is sad that all horses are silent.

I advise the Lord of Heaven to cheer up and send down talents of all kinds!

Stereotyped articles are really harmful. Human nature has been up and down for thousands of years. It has completed the historical task of breaking the monopoly of powerful families, and it is time for a change.

This Sun Yaozong is obviously outstanding in arithmetic, if he hadn't hanged himself on the road of seeking an official and making a fortune, and turned a little bit of accumulated desire into an obsession, he might have achieved something of his own. "

Of course, if he hadn't gone crazy already, in this situation, he would still go crazy when he encountered the [Humanity Torrent] three months ago.

At this moment.

A slightly unexpected voice suddenly came from behind Wang Yuan:

"Little friend's poems are good poems, but since you feel that stereotyped writing is outdated and has become a harmful thing, what advice do you have?
Little friend, do you know what the first point of this stereotyped selection of scholars is for?
How can it replace the system that has been perfected for thousands of years? "

Wang Yuan looked back, and there was a middle-aged scribe wearing a long gown and a black beard under his chin, standing behind him.

I couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Although there were quite a few pedestrians nearby, they were all within the range of the spiritual consciousness of his green seal master.

Only this person is an exception.

It was as if he had suddenly appeared behind him, and he hadn't even noticed the other party's existence before he spoke.

Immediately realized that although this scribe looked like a mortal, his morality was clearly higher than his own.

Wang Yuan looked at him with serious eyes.

After a little thought, he replied:
"In fact, most of the officials recruited by Stereotypes are not even proficient in the most basic economics and calculations, official documents and laws.

The reason why it has been able to last for thousands of years and become more and more rigid every day is because the first essence of the imperial examination system is neither the selection of talents nor the cultivation of the world.

It's a prisoner with lofty ideals!

Let all the smart people in the world enter into the cage of stereotypes, let them study the chapters and sentences, and let them be poor.

In this way, these smart people are not easy to think wildly, nor are they easy to be deceived by crooked ways.

As long as the most intelligent scholars are stable, the world will be stable, and the rule of the dynasty will be stable.

The second essence is to ease social conflicts and give people at the bottom a difficult but possible upward channel.

It will not let this dynasty become a pot lid opened by boiling water.

The purpose is the same as the first one, all to maintain the rule! "

"what?"

The scribe was surprised when he heard what Wang Yuan said.

This truth is not comprehended by ordinary government scholars and great Confucians.

With this understanding, at least it must be a part of the prime minister of a country, or even the emperor's mind.

Even he has only vaguely realized it in these years, but he still can't make it clear like Wang Yuan.

Just when he wanted to continue listening to the other party's alternatives.

Wang Yuan suddenly stopped talking.

Looking at the scribe, he had already vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, so it would be difficult to continue with the following words.

The composition of the agricultural society was relatively simple, so the officials selected in this way were barely usable when paired with corresponding professional officials.

But with the development of his Daoist industrial revolution, these officials who can only write stereotypes are all destined to be eliminated by the torrent of the times.

Industrialization is not a castle in the air, but requires a large number of educated workers who know how to write, mathematics, physics, machinery, etc. A series of comprehensive knowledge.

If you want to re-participate in the social division of labor, you must re-learn mathematics, physics, and chemistry!

At that time, the selection of officials will naturally also refer to this standard.

When productivity develops and society is more tolerant of talents, it will be able to accommodate more people to display their talents, and there will be more places to display their fists besides being an official.

Of course, it can't be changed now. Once he openly opposes Confucianism before his big cousin decides to make a trip, he will be hostile to all scholars in the world.

The resistance is unimaginable.

More importantly, no matter whether it is [Doukui Xingjun] or any god, if they want to be in charge of Wenyun again, they have to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry honestly.

If you can only know "Abaaaba, I don't know how to answer this question", how can you bless others?
Seeing Wang Yuan shut up, the scribe who was tickled by him was also anxious, and hurriedly said:

"How about we make a bet?

Just bet that the deepest obsession in Sun Yaozong's heart will eventually fall on the "official" of the "Kuixing Tower" or the "wealth" of the "Temple of Wealth".

If you win, I promise you one thing unconditionally.

If I win, how about you tell me the alternative? "

　Thanks to the book friend Hanshan Guying Piaolingke for the reward!Thank you book friends for your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)