Sui Dynasty: I, Yang Guang, am both scrupulous and stable

Chapter 112 Sorry Li Taibai

On New Year's Day, the entire palace was very lively.

The snow has stopped today, and the snow has decorated the palace with extra joy. When Yang Guang entered the palace in the evening, the orange and white colors complemented each other, and the entire imperial city was filled with brilliance.

It got dark early in winter, and the other ministers filed in from the city gate, walked through the large imperial city square and came to the palace.

When the emperor banquets guests, the palace chefs will carefully prepare sumptuous dinners, including a variety of delicacies, such as auspicious snow heralding a good year, dragons and phoenixes, and other auspicious dishes.

bang, bang, bang

After everyone arrived, firecrackers sounded outside the hall, and Yang Jian led the ministers out of the hall.

Everyone has seen fireworks before at Yang Guang's wedding, but this time they were obviously bigger and louder.

Yang Jian was full of energy and smiled happily: "Haha, the firecrackers are going off, it's a happy New Year."

"Your Majesty, long live."

Ritual music started, and so did singing and dancing.

Yang Jian was in a very good mood and said, "Today is a happy day. Madam Wang, I heard that young people recommended by various places have also arrived in the capital. I ordered you to invite people to come to the palace for a dinner, but are they all here?"

Wang Long came out of the queue, stood still and said: "Your Majesty, there are 66 talented people from all over the country recommended this year. Because they have not yet held official positions, they are all ranked at the bottom."

Normally, those who come to Beijing for inspections from various places will meet the emperor once, but it has never been said that such a gathering as the New Year's Eve dinner comes together at one time.

Yang Jian stroked his beard, looked at the end of the table, and said: "I like to chat with young people and always come up with new ideas. I am very happy that talents from all over the Sui Dynasty have gathered together. Come on, let them all Come to the middle of the hall, and let me meet the young generation of Sui Dynasty."

When meeting the emperor, a group of young people walked happily to the main hall and stood under the eyes of the emperor and all the princes in the court.

"Let's introduce each one in turn."

"Caomin Boling Cui Wangnian, 22 years old."

"Li Yu, a grass-roots citizen of Youzhou, is 21 years old."

"Peng Bo, a grassroots man from Luozhou, is 25 years old."

……

A group of people introduced themselves one by one. Without exception, they were from prominent families from all over the country. Many of them even had relatives in the court. Even those with poorer backgrounds were not within the reach of ordinary people.

In the current inspection and promotion system, in order to be recommended by the local area, you must at least be from a prominent family in the local township and have good connections. If you have children at home, others will not have a chance. If you have no children of the right age, you will bring the surrounding prominent families.

For example, in the Boling area, if you don't believe in Cui, there is no need to have delusions.

This is the result of the solidification of classes in the past hundred years. Yang Jian did not say anything but smiled and nodded, expressing his satisfaction with the young talents of the Sui Dynasty.

"Okay, okay, okay, they are all good young men from the Sui Dynasty. Each of them has a good appearance and will give you wine."

The maids filed in and served wine glasses to each of the talented men.

You can drink this glass of wine with confidence.

In addition to the emperor looking at him, the ministers below were also talking about this group of young people.

"Brother Zhao, look at that young man wearing a green robe and a crown. This is my nephew. By luck, he stood out and passed the imperial examination and entered the court. He is only 21 years old."

"Hey, at such a young age, with such outstanding appearance, and as your nephew, my future is boundless."

"Hey, this young man is trying too hard. He is already over [-] years old and is not yet married. He also said that he would first establish a career before starting a family. But his mother is so anxious that she can't help but ask me to find him a wife in the capital. Good wife, my parents died early thanks to my brother and sister-in-law’s education. My brother and sister-in-law’s affairs are my business, and my nephew is like my biological child.”

After hearing this, the other party said: "Brother Li, you saw this in my little girl's boudoir when she was a child."

"Hey, that's great. Even if Brother Zhao comes from a high family, I don't dare to think about it."

"Having served my colleague for many years, my nephew has a good appearance. It's not a bad thing for young people to get to know each other better. It won't hurt to bring him to our house to sit with us one day and get to know each other."

This scene is similar to catching a son-in-law under the official list, especially for older middle-level officials, marrying their daughters to young and promising newcomers is a high-quality political investment.

It's hard to say whether you can raise a son by yourself or not, but if you choose one of the young talents who have already matured, isn't it fun to enjoy the success?

There are many ministers who have such thoughts. This is an unavoidable situation and a form of class solidification. Continuous marriages continue to strengthen the relationship between these powerful classes and make it unbreakable. Ordinary people have no chance to join in.

After listening to everyone's self-introduction, Yang Jian nodded with satisfaction. Listening to the noisy but lively atmosphere of the conversation, he smiled and suggested: "It's rare that so many young talents gather together today. It's a festive occasion. Why don't you, Master Wang, make friends through literature?" Let all the talented men compose poems and songs to promote the prosperity of the Sui Dynasty. If there are good lines, they will be passed down through the ages and become a good story."

The emperor's proposal was reasonable and reasonable, and it also gave the young people an opportunity to show off in public. It would be extremely difficult to have such an opportunity in the future when all the ministers were present.

The emperor gives you the opportunity to show your talents. Talented people are naturally eager to try, but how many talented people are there in this group of people?

There must be some, recommended by various places, there must be a few, but certainly not many, they are all children of prominent families, tall people who are plucked from a specific group of rich people's children, and there will be a few thrown in between. For those whose parents are in high positions and protect them, it would be a blessing if only one fifth of them are truly talented.

Wang Long walked into the middle and faced a group of talented people and said: "Your Majesty, all talented people can write poems. The subject is not limited. The Sui Dynasty was prosperous and it is a great thing to celebrate the New Year. Your Majesty, I have some suggestions."

"Say."

"Otherwise, let the courtiers also join in. Although the princes in the court have the advantage of being older, it is very good for me to participate in this festival together, regardless of the order of victory and defeat, just to celebrate."

"allow."

With the emperor's permission, the maids came out again and filled the ministers with pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Everyone was excited and eager to try, so as not to hurt the harmony among these young people.

Yang Jian said to the young people in front of him: "In this hall, all of you who are in a good mood, let's write poems together."

After saying these words, Yang Jian took a special look at Yang Guang. The father and son looked at each other, and Yang Guang smiled slightly. This confident smile made Yang Jian feel relieved.

As the emperor thought about it, the palace ladies entered the palace again and began to dance.

For a time, the whole court was filled with the sound of people discussing writing poems, but some generals were sitting upright. What does this matter have to do with me? If not, I will give the emperor a punch to add to the fun.

It was obvious that Yang Jian enjoyed watching the little girl dance. People below were writing poems, which made him happy.Yang Yong was ranked next to Yang Guang, and he was also quite talented. He wanted to take this opportunity to show off, but he glanced at Yang Guang quietly and found that Yang Guang didn't write.

"Why don't you write?"

Yang Guang pointed to his head: "It's written inside."

Yang Yong looked at Yang Guang unhappily, wondering why he was still pretending.

Queen Dugu, who was hosting a banquet for Mrs. Gaoming in the harem, heard that she had started composing poems, so she asked Xiao Menglan in a low voice: "Amo, are you ready?"

Xiao Menglan said uncharacteristically confidently: "Don't worry, Queen Mother, Your Highness has already written it at home."

"That's good, don't miss His Majesty's important event."

"My son is not talented, but after hearing His Highness's poems, I felt that the talent of this world's people is probably not even close to His Highness's."

Queen Dugu looked at Xiao Menglan in surprise: "I have never seen you flattering someone so much."

Xiao Menglan's eyes lit up when she talked about this matter, and she said proudly: "His Highness is so talented that he deserves to be praised."

……

After some time, a talented man came out on top and held up the paper.

"read."

"Introduce the cup, add wine, and sing with the chopsticks."

“Traveling alone is less delicious, but singing together is a harmonious one.”

After finishing a poem, the emperor applauded and the ministers beamed.

"reward."

Following the emperor's reward, the eunuch read loudly: "Your Majesty rewards Mr. Cui of Boling for forgetting his years."

"Your Majesty, long live."

The reward was not much money, but the name of the reward was valuable, which proved the emperor's recognition. The Bolingcui family who came out on top was from a prominent family, and the young master selected as a gift was also among the best.

As the first young master finished, others continued to write.

"New Year's Eve, all the officials come to drink."

"Your Majesty is in high spirits, and the talented poets are great at writing poems."

Yang Jian, who was still cheering just now, suddenly lost his composure, and his expression changed from happy to calm. What kind of limerick is this? This second talented poet knew that his ability was insufficient, but he had the courage to finish reading it.

The emperor said nothing so as not to spoil his interest, and waved his hand to indicate the next person.

"This is another new year, and the Sui Dynasty will be prosperous and prosperous."

"Continue to work hard next year, and the Sui Dynasty will be better than today every year."

The emperor turned black again, but continued.

Until a group of talented people finished their poems, and many of them were good ones, and the emperor rewarded them with some. However, the group could only make up a few poems, and some of the others were not even on the stage.

This group of people who have been promoted from various places are really mixed.

Yang Jian was not angry, but his face turned dark. The officials could feel that the atmosphere was bad and no one spoke.

Everyone can feel that some of these people are just here to fool people, and it is reasonable for Yang Jian to be angry.

"The young people who have been promoted from various places represent the level of the younger generation in various places. As my ministers, you must give more support and help young people grow."

"Sir, you understand."

Yang Jianzhi made a few remarks, and the ministers understood, and then said, "Are there any poems today?"

Yang Yong originally wrote a poem, but thinking that Yang Jian was already so unhappy today, he put it away, but Yang Guang beside him stood up.

If he couldn't stand up well at this time, it would probably make Yang Jian feel even worse.

However, Yang Guang deeply understood the reason why Yang Jian asked him to go home and write poems. He wanted him to suppress the talented literati in the hall and make the talents of his group known to everyone. This reflects the shortcomings of the current inspection system. There is a very formal reasons to implement the next school alliance system.

In fact, it was already obvious just now, but Yang Jian still wanted to add fuel to the fire, and he was the oil that helped him ignite the raging fire.

I have to suppress the young talents in the court. I'm sorry, Li Taibai.

"Does King Jin have any poems?"

"My son has not written it down, but today, on such a joyful occasion, I see many young talents who will be the pillars of the Sui Dynasty in the future, so I have a feeling."

Yang Guang picked up a glass of wine, drank it down, and raised the glass to the court officials.

"Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves."

"Don't make the golden cup empty to the moon."

After hearing two sentences, I feel a sense of joy in my heart. This is the joy of the poetry immortal.

"I am born to be useful."

"When all the gold is gone, it will come back."

(End of this chapter)