Dao Fruit

The inner city of the Eastern Capital, Han Mansion.

In the study, Han Yi, who was once the prime minister, was practicing calligraphy. Although he was over sixty years old, the old prime minister was still strong and strong. The white hair on his face stood up like thorns. He was wearing a dark cloak and had a tall figure. It looks more like a hand holding a knife. It is holding a penholder at the moment, giving people the feeling of overkill.

The tip of the pen falls on the paper, and the words written have a charm of strict law and selflessness. As the number of strokes increases, the atmosphere in the entire study gradually becomes solemn, and the words on the paper also take shape one by one. It can be seen that it is A sentence when writing "Fame"——

If you erect a foot tree on a high mountain, you will be near the Qianren River.

It’s about placing a foot-long piece of wood on a high mountain, and you can overlook a thousand-foot-deep mountain stream.

The meaning of this sentence is not that the wood is high, but that its position is high, which means taking advantage of the situation.

"oh?"

Han Yi, who was writing, suddenly let out a sigh, his eyelids twitched, and the pen in his hand paused slightly. He couldn't finish writing a line of words, and the strokes stopped on the word "brook".

"Father, what's wrong?" In front of the desk, stood a middle-aged man. He was also tall and elegant. He exuded nobility and was surrounded by an aura. This was an aura cultivated by his commanding envoys over a long period of time.

This person is Han Yi's second son, Han Zhuo.

"Nothing." Han Yi put the pen aside and turned to look at his son, "I heard that Ju Yu recommended a young man to you to take the academic test for you. I don't know what happened."

Han Zhuo shook his head and said: "Ju Yu was deceived by that scholar. I met him yesterday and tried his talent and learning..." At this point, he shook his head, "Who would have thought that the other person simply didn't know anything about everything, and he was an unlearner." The unskilled person was even more rude and flustered when he left. He couldn't even make up his mind and didn't know how Ju Yu was deceived by him. "

"Ju Yu is my student. I know his temperament well. He will never do anything he is not sure about." Han Yi smiled faintly. "Since he recommended that scholar to you, he must have his intentions. You might as well try again." Recruit him into the mansion and take the exam again, maybe he will gain something."

"This..." Han Zhuo heard this. Although he didn't agree, he didn't dare to disobey his father and had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Han Yi waved his hand and said: "Okay, it's not easy for you to come back. Go back first. After this handwriting is written, I will have someone send it to you."

"Yes." Han Zhuo nodded and accepted the order, bowed and left respectfully.

Han Yi was the only one left in the study. He first glanced at the unfinished calligraphy. Then he shook his head and shouted: "Wu Ying!"

The voice fell, the door was pushed open again, and an old servant walked in. He lowered his head and said, "Master."

"Call Wei'er over. I have something to ask her."

The old servant nodded and left, and not long after, a girl wearing a jacket pushed open the door and entered. She walked lightly, as if there was wind under her feet, and she was in front of Han Yi in the blink of an eye.

"Grandpa. Did you call me?" The girl looked at Han Yi with a smile on her face.

Han Yi nodded and smiled: "I came here to ask you something."

"Oh? Grandpa has something to ask me?" The girl's black and white eyes turned slightly, "Well, let me guess first, um, I guess it has something to do with dad's plan? Yes or no?"

Han Yi nodded: "Yes, it is related to this matter. I heard that he gave Wenzong paperweight and Beiming jade basin to King Yan, but they were used to steal Wensi. But someone told me that the things have now fallen to In other people’s hands?”

"Grandpa also knows about Qiu Yan?" The girl looked surprised, and then said, "Dad gave the paperweight and jade basin to King Yan because he was ambitious and worthy of being brought up. He never thought that this person would not follow the right path and would be taken away. The baby deserves it, I have already reported this to dad."

Han Yi waved his hand and said: "You don't need to tell me what your father has done. As long as it doesn't violate the national law, I won't interfere. But if it violates the law, don't blame me for killing the family out of justice."

The girl said coquettishly: "I knew you would say that, but I issued a military order in front of daddy to tell you the whole story clearly."

Han Yi did not react.

The girl didn't take it seriously and just said: "Dad decided to take advantage of King Yan's fate this time. However, he did not expect that King Yan usually looks like a high mountain, but in fact it is just a mountain." A mound.”

The girl said, taking two steps forward, with a look of grievance on her face: "Giving him the Wenzong paperweight was to let him concentrate on his thoughts and refine his knowledge, but he used it to steal literary thoughts; giving him the Beiming jade basin was to let him bathe in it. He has the spirit of a sage, and although his father gave him a certain character, he did not want him to be greedy. The Beiming Jade Basin can prevent the mind from entering the soul, but who knows that he can also use it to strip away the thoughts and make the holy vessel dust. "

"Okay, I already know." Han Yi nodded and said nothing more.

Seeing this, the girl also looked like she was done, and changed the topic: "Well, I know that grandpa loves me the most. By the way, did you mention Qiu Yan just now?"

"I don't know the Qiu Yan you're talking about. You said the name yourself." Han Yi shook his head, "However, if the person who got the paperweight and jade basin is this Qiu Yan, then it means that this person is extraordinary. He has a temperament that can get things done. If you are familiar with him, you can invite me. I want to meet him."

"Grandpa wants to see Qiu Yan?" The girl rolled her eyes again with a curious expression on her face, "You still praise him? I wonder what he did to alarm grandpa?"

"He just did what he should do, but in this world, there are not many people who know what they should do, so he seems extraordinary." Han Yi said, shaking his head, "Do you have any friendship with this person?"

"Yes! Yes!" The girl smiled brightly, "Grandpa, just wait for my news."

………………

Here, Han Yi and his granddaughter were talking, and on the other side, Han Zhuo left the study and returned to his own courtyard. He thought about it and felt restless. Finally, he called his trusted servant Han Fu.

"Second Master, you are looking for me?" Han Fu hurried over, lowering his eyebrows and eyes.

Han Zhuo didn't beat around the bush and asked directly: "Where is the scholar who visited me before?"

"Ah? Second Master, are you talking about that ignorant little liar?" Han Fu was stunned and a little uneasy, "Why are you looking for him? This person doesn't know etiquette, I had someone kick him out long ago."

"Kicked away?" Han Zhuo frowned slightly, "Go and ask someone to bring him back, I have something to ask him."

"This..." Han Fu hesitated a little. But he still agreed and bowed and left.

After leaving the room, Han Fu was also a little uneasy.

"Second Master, why did you want to see the scholar again? This is not easy to deal with, but I have to threaten him first, not to tell him about the previous things."

It turned out that the scholar met Han Zhuo and made a fool of himself in the end. When Han Fu saw him, he insulted him. As servants, they were all. Usually he bows and scrapes to the master of the mansion, but sometimes he is arrogant and likes to show off by insulting others. He likes to show off his power. The scholar had a reputation before, and insulting such a person made Han Fu particularly happy.

Who knew that the scholar, although dirty and dusty, still left a sentence "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west". Han Fu was a little nervous. How long has it been? Things are going to change.

Thinking about it, Han Fu suddenly laughed: "I am confused. The scholar has no talent. Even if he meets the second master again, the result will be the same. What is there to worry about?"

This thought. He was very calm in his heart, waved his hand to call the famous servant over, and ordered: "You find two people. Go to the street to find Zhang Sheng, the second master wants to see him again."

The servant took the order and left.

At the same time, Zhang Yingchao, the "Zhang Sheng" mentioned by Han Fu, was in a tavern, drinking with several brothers in distress.

Dongdu is prosperous, but there are some taverns that ordinary people can afford.

"Brother Zhang, you'd better leave quickly. The Han family has a lot of power in Dongdu. If you annoy his evil slaves, you will inevitably be hated by them. It is said that the King of Hell is easy to see, but the little ghosts are hard to deal with. This kind of family slaves are the most vindictive."

"Yes, we came to the wrong place in Dongdu this time."

"Alas, who knew that there would be such a thing, ten years of hard study, all lost in one day."

...

Several Confucian scholars sat around a table, sighing, each of them looked as if they were dead, exuding the breath of losing their parents.

Pah!

Suddenly, the scholar sitting inside raised his hand and slapped the table, his face full of resentment: "It must be because we were arrested and imprisoned in Xuankou Town. We met there. If we calculate the time, we lost all our knowledge after passing Xuankou Pass. This..."

This man has clear eyebrows and eyes, and exudes a faint scholarly aura, but at this moment he looks a little embarrassed, with bloodshot eyes.

Someone next to him immediately said: "Brother Zhang, who can believe this? Not to mention others, even we feel strange."

The clear eyebrows and eyes of the scholar were Zhang Sheng and Zhang Yingchao who had visited Han's house before but returned humiliated.

"We are proud of our learning, but now although we can read, we can't remember a single sentence of the classics, we can't read a sentence, and we can't write it, let alone the future examination..."

As he spoke, some Confucian scholars shed tears.

"My poor wife, she sewed shoes and mended clothes to buy me books. After finally passing the imperial examination, she took all her savings to come to Dongdu to study. I wanted to repay her with a lifetime of wealth and honor, but who would have thought that she would end up like this."

When he said this, other people shed tears.

"My old mother dragged her sick body..."

"My father got up early and went to bed late every day..."

"My brother and sister-in-law..."

Before the previous dynasty, the imperial examination was not popular. The nine-rank system was implemented. There were no poor people in the upper ranks and no noble families in the lower ranks. People were evaluated only by family background, not talent and learning. Therefore, the poor were poor all their lives, while the rich and noble were rich and long-lived.

The imperial examination changed humanity.

Since the establishment of the imperial examination, it has gradually improved. As long as the children of ordinary families are willing to work hard and have a little luck, they can also succeed in the imperial examination and change the fate of a family or even a clan.

The imperial examination is indeed a move of heaven and earth to change the tripod, and countless people's wishes are placed on it.

For example, this table of Confucian scholars thought about this, but they didn't expect that they would be hit by a sudden disaster.

Everyone was talking sadly, when a voice suddenly came from the side——

"Which one is Zhang Yingchao?" (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!

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