Decree promulgated by Chapter 254

A certain county in Dagan is an inconspicuous one among the many counties.

If there is any special place, this is the birthplace of a generation of sage Zhou Gong.

The title of the sage Zhou Gong was first born nearly 3000 years ago.

Of course, this person was originally a cultivator of the Wenfa sect, and later became a saint through writing.

As for whether it has already ascended, there is no record in the world of ten directions.

It was about 500 years during the Shouyuan Zhou Tianjie, when the first Duke of Zhou disappeared from the world of ten directions.

The subsequent title of saint is actually passed down from generation to generation.

In this, there is also the saint system created by the imperial power out of cultural, spiritual and ideological rule, coupled with the secret promotion of immortal cultivators.

The latest generation of saints was born more than 900 years ago, and ordinary people thought they had died.

Only immortal cultivators know that the sage Zhou Gong of this generation is still devoting himself to cultivating the Tao.

Obtaining the title of Saint does not mean possessing the strength to enter the Cloud Upper Realm.

In the world of immortal cultivators, Wen Dao is just one of them, the most important thing is the size of one's fist.

Naturally, ordinary people don't know the inside story.

Because this county is the birthplace of a sage, it has also become a place for Internet celebrities to check in for literati and students.

There are always people who want to write inscriptions and leave poems here.

But today, what caused a stir was Xu Mochen's decree.

In front of the government office in the county seat, a large group of people surrounded the place where the notice board was posted.

"The emperor's new decree is to prepare for the start of the national teacher recruitment examination."

"Didn't we talk about civil imperial examinations last time? Why did you change your name?"

"You don't know, it is said that it was the Prime Minister's insistence that the name was changed in order to distinguish the orthodox imperial examination."

"You are worthy of being the prime minister. You just want to stick to the literary way. The three teachings and nine streams have come. How can literature become popular?"

"Hey, I thought that Wenzhi would be prosperous, but now it seems that His Majesty is so stupid..."

This is the opinion of the local gentry and their related households, representing the opinions of the middle and upper class of ordinary people.

Reading and official career are their exclusive resources.

Children from poor families can only occasionally pick up leaks.

Most of the people in this wave have the ability to read and write, so they came to see the decree first, and left one by one sighing.

The next ones came from poor families.

"Worthy of being the Son of Heaven right away, you really do things that break the world, and our poor family is expected to become an official."

"Brother, look at the will clearly. It is talking about the National Teacher Recruitment Examination, which means that His Majesty selects gentlemen who are going to teach."

"That's fine, it's my generation's responsibility to educate people, otherwise ten years of studying hard and being useless, wouldn't it be worse."

"Back in the troubled times, we thought we could rely on the wind and clouds to ascend to the Tianzi Hall in the morning and be the farmer in the evening. I didn't know that there was no room to play."

"That's right, in the chaotic times back then, when the world was destroyed and the world was ruled for ten years, the only fly in the ointment was that there was no way out for me."

"The opportunity has finally come, and I have studied hard for 20 years!"

"Attention everyone, to be a husband and a teacher! It seems that there is no future."

"Regardless of whether there is a future or not, there is always a way. If you don't go, there will always be people who are willing to go."

"It's just this exam. I don't know what the exam is about. Have you noticed that it involves some miscellaneous knowledge?"

"In the orthodox literature of gentry students, miscellaneous studies and idle books are not included. Now that His Majesty opened this hole, I don't know what the meaning is."

"The Sacred Heart is unpredictable..."

A wave of poor students came, some agreed, some were excited, and some had reservations.

But Xu Mochen's policy did give them a chance, and idiots don't know how to grasp it.

This group of people dispersed, and a new group of people came.

Some of these people were holding abacus, some were wearing medical gowns, some were barefoot...their appearances were different.

"I didn't expect that the emperor would dare to risk the dissatisfaction of the world, and even people with three teachings and nine schools can take the exam."

"My generation only has a rough knowledge of pen and ink, and I can't write a few big characters. I'm afraid I can't even write articles in this exam."

"Look carefully, His Majesty said that as long as you can write a skill, you can participate, and you are expected to be admitted."

"The orthodox Wen Dao will not recognize us, even if you become a teacher, is there anyone willing to learn from us?"

"I don't know, all I know is a stable salary."

"Let's try Bufan. I'm good at arithmetic, and I want to have a successor."

"Me too, I can't write articles, but I have some ideas about mountains, rivers, water conservancy and so on."

"I will make some mechanisms, I don't know if it will be useful."

"It's hard to say. From ancient times to the present, the emperors of all dynasties have regarded our generation as a strange skill. I'm afraid this time it's just the whim of the emperor."

"Not necessarily. Since His Majesty ruled the country, he has built a national medical center, launched new medicines, established a research institute, and heard that he has made electric lights recently. It coincides with my generation."

"Really! I have been to the capital, and the electric lights are simply unimaginable."

"I heard that a hydropower station has also been built. A friend of mine has been to Lanzhou and said it was extremely impressive."

"Hybrid rice is also very good. In terms of farming, I have studied it for many years, but I didn't expect it to be inferior to a young emperor."

"Hahaha, he is the emperor after all, the son of destiny, how can my generation be able to compare."

"I took this test. Even if I can't write a word, I have to try it."

Technical talents absolutely support Xu Mochen's policy.

The technologies scattered among the people were first introduced by immortal cultivators, and now the human race has actually made a lot of progress on this basis.

But they lack unified integration, so they have been slow to break through.

Now, in the name of the emperor of the country, open the door to them, and these people will naturally rush forward.

The notice at the gate of the government office almost attracted most of the people in the county.

Even peasants, laborers, etc., who could not read Chinese characters, came to join in the fun and listen.

Amidst the people coming and going, in the restaurant opposite, on a table near the railing, sat a young man with a weak crown.

The young man looked very handsome, with a bookish air.

His eyes kept staring at the posted notice.

The more you look at him, the tighter your lips are pursed.

While he was thinking, the sound of going up the stairs sounded, and two teenagers in Confucian clothes laughed and chatted up.

Seeing the young man, one of them said, "Yongren, it's almost time, and it's time for us to get on the road."

Another young man followed the young man's gaze, and immediately smiled: "Why do you care about that?

It's just His Majesty's whim, some kind of folk exam.

We are orthodox literary and Taoist disciples, and we are still going to take the imperial examination in the capital. "

The boy showed a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just curious."

"Are you worried that they will squeeze your position?" The young man laughed loudly, "Who doesn't know that you, Ouyang Yongren, are the most talented half-step sages among the younger generation of Daqian."

The young Ouyang Yongren's eyes flickered: "Speak carefully! It's just a false name, not a half-step sage."

(End of this chapter)

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