first minister

Chapter 42 Life is like a play, all depends on acting skills
Everyone followed the prestige, and then many people showed genuine expressions.

Su Shidao pressed the table, his old face was full of resistance and dissatisfaction, "Concubine De concubine visits relatives, it is appointed by His Majesty, the central deployment, how can I make irresponsible remarks!"

Old Master Yun heaved a sigh of relief inwardly, he was really afraid that Su Shidao would say something that would not end well and would easily lose his reputation. Fortunately, this old friend who called for a duel with his sword when he disagreed with him when he was young is getting older, and his character has grown a bit after all.

After hearing what he said, everyone felt that it made sense.

Discussing state affairs indiscriminately is the worst crime that can lead to beheading.

A great Confucianist laughed and said, "Haha, brother Zicheng is worrying too much. Students discussing government affairs is preferential treatment by the government. In the past, Emperor Renzongzhao issued an edict that the Imperial College and the prefectures and prefecture schools could organize students to discuss government affairs every quarter, discussing the gains and losses of the imperial court. He even asked the six ministers of the court to attend to understand the gains and losses of the administration. He even attended the first session in person, and was praised as a wise gentleman by the people of the time. Since then, this practice has not been banned, so why worry about it."

Song Yanzhi waved his hand and acted fair, "Zicheng's words are really mature and prudent words. Emperor Renzong did take such a move back then, but it is different now, and we are not the Imperial College at the center of the world. How can we have so many preferential treatment."

Just when everyone thought they had guessed wrong, Song Yan waved his hand straight, "Since this is the case, let's not talk about anything else, just talk about the benefits that the mother-in-law can bring. This will never go wrong. Let us future officials of the dynasty also try it, less empty talk, more practical, and think from the central point of view. In the future, in policy discussions, we can also make a name for our Sishui Prefecture literary world and shine!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Master Su and said, "Brother Zicheng, what worries do you have?"

Su Shidao opened his mouth, sighed heavily, then took a sip of wine resentfully, and glanced at Mr. Yun, the meaning was very clear, it's your turn!This is not my only disciple!
Old Master Yun twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, it's okay if you don't hand it over, but if you hand it over so obviously, you think I can't answer it.

It was as if the two of us had colluded.

But Mr. Yun still spoke.

Because he is Xia Jingyun's master, he got Xia Jingyun's reputation for nothing, and got such a good disciple for nothing, how could he be bullied like this!
As for what to say is out of face, off the tongue
That's another fart!
He said in a deep voice, "The old man also thinks it's wrong!"

In the hall, there was an instant silence.

The great Confucians who thought everything was under control stopped talking, and the hands that were twirling their beards confidently and comfortably were put down obediently.

Headed by County Magistrate Zhao, the dignitaries who have nothing to do with themselves hang high, watching their noses and noses, and concentrate on watching what secret recipe of Cuihualou is hidden in the dishes on the table.

Then he silently scolded Song Yanzhi in his heart, you bastard, it's nothing more than plotting against others, but it's actually plotting against us!
At this time, no matter how stupid people are, they will understand that this is not a purely whimsical debate.

Song Xuezheng also put away his constant smile, and said seriously: "Old Master, what advice do you have?"

Mr. Yun sat upright on his seat, his eyes darkened, "Lord Song, you are the principal of the state school, and it is your part to arrange the affairs of the state school students. I have no right to intervene. But tonight, there are not only your state school students, but also talented people from all over the world. They don't need to participate in this matter, right?"

Song Xuezheng laughed dryly, "Everyone here tonight is talented. In the future, there will be more than just students from one state. Is there any reason not to join in this grand event?"

After confirming the other party's thoughts, Mr. Yun leaned forward slightly, and looked at Song Xuezheng with deep eyes, "Brother Zicheng's new apprentice Xia Jingyun started in the countryside, but he has a little reputation, so he can be regarded as equal to the students of the state school?"

Compared with Su Shidao, who is really the "bright head and poor scripture", Mr. Yun is a person who has taught first-grade concubines after all. His vision and experience over the years are different, and he is not as incompetent and furious as Su Shidao, but gave Song Xuezheng a multiple-choice question.

If you want Xia Jingyun to participate in this debate and give your disciple a chance, then you have to promise Xia Jingyun to study in the state in the future.

If you don't agree, then I naturally have a reason to let him not mix with you and not suffer this humiliation.

If you agree, the imperial examination will come first, and Xia Jingyun himself has not accumulated any theory, so if he loses, he will lose.

After all, Xia Jingyun is still hiding his identity as a sinner. Even if he is rehabilitated in the future, if Song Xuezheng really wants to make a fuss about this point, there may be troubles.

Song Xuezheng's thoughts changed sharply, and he also understood what Mr. Yun was thinking.

He is determined, isn't he just a student of the state school, and he will not be able to stop him at that time, and now it is the right thing to understand the ideas and rebuild confidence for his favorite student.

"What is the old man talking about? Brother Zicheng is the only one who has learned from the world. It is a blessing for my state to study for his high-ranking apprentice. We should sweep the couch to welcome him. There is no reason for him to refuse."

"Then I have nothing to say."

Old Master Yun replied lightly, and then took a look at Xia Jingyun from afar.

He didn't know if Xia Jingyun could understand his thoughts, and hoped that this good apprentice would not have a rift with him because of this.

The matter of entering the state to study is settled, so bear with it tonight, if you lose, you lose, and no one will look down on you just because you didn't lose to a person from a family of officials in governing the country.

The future is long, learn slowly.

Seeing that the matter was settled well, County Magistrate Zhao and the others were like fish hiding in the water, finally daring to surface to breathe.

The atmosphere in the arena was also relaxed.

Song Xuezheng smiled and said, "Since everyone has no other opinions, let's start?"

Debates like theirs have a fixed process, so there is no need to organize in advance.

At this moment, a person who surprised everyone spoke.

"Master Song, everyone, I have a message."

Everyone followed the reputation, and it turned out to be Xia Jingyun.

"Gao Yang! You don't have the right to speak here, so quickly back down."

Su Shidao was afraid that Xia Jingyun would say something to lose his grade because he was afraid of failure, which would be more serious than failing in the competition, so he hurriedly reprimanded him severely.

"Hey! Brother Zicheng, we just want people to speak freely!"

Song Xuezheng didn't let Su Shidao succeed, and interrupted with a smile, maintaining his superior demeanor, "You are Xia Jingyun? You are a good-looking talent. If you have anything to do, just say it."

"My lord's praise." Xia Jingyun cupped his hands, "The students thought, not only to participate in the grand event, but also to become an elegant event in the literary world of Sishui Prefecture, to show everyone that the students of Sishui Prefecture are not only elegant and extraordinary, but also have the ability to manage the world, benefit the people, and govern the country. Why don't everyone present write their ideas into articles, and then select the ten best essays from them and compile them into a book, so as to leave a record that can be handed down to future generations!"

???

Big question marks floated on everyone's foreheads, Xia Jingyun's brain was trapped by the door?

It has to be bound into a book. Doesn't this make him nailed to the pillar of shame?
"This Xia Jingyun really has a bit of quick wit. If he doesn't chant in front of everyone, he won't make a fool of himself in public. Moreover, when time passes, he will be able to speak eloquently in the future, saying that he was suppressed by Xuezheng and deliberately didn't choose him. At that time, who knows what he wrote!"

The brains in the field turned quickly, and they immediately saw through Xia Jingyun's "sinister intentions". After some analysis, others suddenly realized, and their eyes on Xia Jingyun also quietly changed.

Good guy, I didn't expect you to have so many eyes and big eyes.

Song Xuezheng also reacted after a moment of doubt, and sneered in his heart, "This statement is very reasonable. It is convenient to spread and preserve the words of all the talented people in a book. However, if we gather together, how can we just submit a paper manuscript and forget it. Let's write it by ourselves first, and then select someone to recite it one by one, so that your masterpiece can be passed on to everyone's ears."

"No!" Xia Jingyun showed panic subconsciously, and immediately reacted, his throat rolled, and his tone eased, "The student feels that there are dozens of students here, and it would be too time-consuming to chant one by one."

A great Confucianist snorted, "This is not a long speech. One article per person, it's just a matter of drinking. You don't have to worry about it."

Song Xuezheng smiled with his beard, "Also, for the sake of justice, Mr. Zhao, may I trouble you to select the talents?"

Magistrate Zhao, who was enjoying watching the play, was taken aback for a moment, so I came to eat a melon, why did I eat it on myself.

But he glanced at Zheng Tianyu who was sitting still, sighed secretly, and said with a smile on his face: "It's an honor!"

"Master Zhao was born as a Jinshi, and he is a parent official of a county. His way of governing is the highest here, and he doesn't know everyone's handwriting. Please write your name on the left side of the scroll, and then fold it. This will ensure absolute fairness and justice."

As a result, Xia Jingyun's carefully planned escape routes were all blocked.

Song Xuezheng was full of smiles, looking at Xia Jingyun like a cat that had eaten a mouse, "Xia Jingyun, do you have any opinions?"

Xia Jingyun looked as if his wishful thinking had failed, as if struck by lightning, he was stunned for a moment before he realized it, cupped his hands in despair, and staggered back to his seat.

Soon, a young servant removed the food and drink from everyone's table, and set up pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

Seeing this agile effort, Su Shidao groaned coldly in his heart, who would believe him if he said he didn't prepare in advance!

However, there is no other way now, I can only resign myself to fate and ask for blessings.

"Everyone, within the limit of one stick of incense, let's write!"
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