Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Li Gongmou, Liu Gongjuan, Xie Gongyou Kankan.

Teacher Li told the three elders about Cui Xie's plan to send someone back with the Italian missionaries to buy weapons, and then elder Liu made the decision for him.

Nowadays, the imitation of the Fran machine gun of the Ministry of Defense is not smooth: the copper-cast gun has a lower range than the original gun, less accurate than the original gun, and sometimes explodes; while the iron-cast gun bore often has sand holes, and the larger one can fill a bowl of water. Go in. Who knows where the bullets from such a barrel can fly? The problem of gun barrels can still be used by craftsmen to grind them slowly, but the imitation gunpowder is not as good as others', and the explosive force is not enough, which is difficult to handle.

In view of this, it is also imperative to purchase more equipment and gunpowder from the Thais.

But if you send envoys to travel, you have to build huge treasure ships and lucky ships, like when the Sanbao eunuchs sailed to the West. There are hundreds of ships and tens of thousands of officers and soldiers to travel with you. Daming now cannot afford such a cost. . If the officers and soldiers are dressed up as merchants, they return to Italy with the missionaries, and then teach the patriotic maritime merchants who have offered good seeds to accompany them, it will save a lot of treasury burdens and work more cheaply.

Liu Ge is always the first assistant, and he has always been able to make decisions. The two Ge elders Xie and Cheng did not want to give him any thought.

The four of them discussed the situation again: since they want to pretend to be a maritime merchant, they have to prepare foreign goods that are sold well, and then they can hide their identities there, and they can also sell silver for weapons. In addition, the missionaries and maritime merchants cannot be trusted, their people have to learn some local dialects, so as not to be fooled by the translator.

Li Dongyang recommended: "I think Yao Jing, a thousand households in Jinyiweiqian, is steady and reliable, so I might as well ask him to lead the team."

Xie Qian subconsciously said: "It's more reliable than the Daxu Qianhu of the post-secondary institute, and martial arts is better."

Liu Shoufu looked at the two authors who strongly recommended their characters, and almost laughed with anger, coughed a few times, and said seriously: "This matter must be recommended by the commander of Jinyiwei, the commander's co-knowledge, and the governor. Reconsideration!"

Cheng Xueshi was at home for the past two years. He did not know the situation of Jinyiwei and Wei in the Hanlin Academy. He dutifully suggested: "You should choose a few young officers and children of military officers from the martial arts school. Young people have fast brains and learn foreign languages ​​quickly. When translating, it is more convenient than those with weak language. And this team can't just use Jinyiwei, it must be accompanied by an official of the Ministry of Etiquette, and also consider the internal servant of the supervising army..."

The four elders discussed for a few days, and finally drafted an article and handed it to the palace.

The inside ministers only saw the words "XiaXiYang", and the blood all over their bodies was pouring over their heads.

Go to the West!

This is not the same as the ancestor Sanbao eunuch!

Destroy Japan! Conquer the nations! Be a famous **** in history!

Even Father Gao was moved for a moment.

But his heart moved back to his heart. He only had to think about his age of five and six, and he would be moved. His legs didn't dare to move. The Sanbao **** died at sea at the beginning, and with his age and body, if he goes out this trip, he may not be able to return.

Although he cannot go by himself, he still has children and grandchildren...

The next generation of their old Gao family has a single seedling in a thousand hectares, and he doesn't even have another nephew, and he is reluctant to go with his son. Instead, he raised his son and gave birth to six grandchildren, and it would be nice to pick one of them to earn glory.

Regardless of whether he can pick it up or not, first find the Siyi Pavilion for a set of Latin phonetic scripts compiled by the missionaries, and tell these little rascals to learn at home!

The emperor Hongzhi never refuted the previous memorials. Zhu criticized the word "ke" and sent it to the cabinet. The harem was just like the Shenjiying and Wushu school, and a wave of learning was set off.

In this tense learning atmosphere that does not distinguish between inside and outside, Hongzhi's fifteenth year test also began. In this examination, Wang Hua, who was transferred to the right servant of the official department, was appointed as the Zhigong official. Cui Xie's deputy director Wu Kuan was the chief examiner, and another Hanlin bachelor Liu Ji was the deputy chief examiner.

I don’t know what Feng Shui is in this subject. The top three are from Jiubian: No. 1 student Kang Hai is from Shaanxi, second place Sun Qing is also from Beizhili, Wu Qingwei, and Tanhua Li Tingxiang is from Jin Yiwei, who came from Shun Tianfu. .

It wasn't until the top two and top three that the southerners regained the advantage.

During the court examination, several Ge Kao and Butang commented in a superstitious manner: "The wind of writing has moved north, and places close to borders like North Zhili and Shaanxi are prospering. It is a good sign to regain the north."

The champion Kang Haiting is particularly outstanding, with a peculiar style of writing and strong police policies, which has changed the situation of Taiwan and cabinets in a weak and weak situation. The emperor Hongzhi said: "I didn't have this style for a hundred and fifty years. It can be changed from the present to the past."

Isn't it a sign of auspiciousness when he is out there?

After the test, the deputy capital Yushi Liu Daxia took to the ground as the governor and recommended Yang Yiqing, the Yushi who once governed Shaanxi, as the trilateral system to rebuild the Great Wall——

Rebuilt a Great Wall that stretches from Ningxia in the west to Liaodong in the east, including the Kaiping, Daning, Xinghe, and Dongsheng guards that year, and pushes the northern defense line to the grassland, so that the capital and Xuanda government will no longer be threatened by soldiers.

Yang Yiqing can't eat the chili feast again this year.

Li Dongyang sighed a few words for his junior, and then he saw an even more sighing melodrama-the editor of the Imperial Academy, Wang Shouren, asked himself to be transferred to the official post and patrolled the border.

And his pro-disciple, Cui Xie, a lecturer, also gave his support, saying that Wang Shouren can praise and paint warfare externally, and can nurture the people and manage politics internally. He is young, good at riding and shooting, and martial arts. He is a wartime patrol. The best choice.

The nine sides are going to fight, so naturally they have to be young, able to ride horses, and go to the Yushi who can run when there is war. Although the cabinet and the sixth department were reluctant to bear the risk of a champion at the border, they could not resist his own firm will. He connected several memorials and asked Cui Xie to help him walk the way of Li Ge. After all, he approved the Shaanxi Tour and Press Yushi. Of the job.

When Wang Zhuangyuan heard the news, he almost fainted in the imperial courtyard. After he got up, he went to the courtyard to chase and beat his son. No one tried to persuade him.

Wang Shouren didn't dare to resist his father, so he ran all the way to the first place in the Wugong Academy, Cui Xueshi, who was able to save his life, was on duty.

The Hanlin of Manyuan, the newly released Sanjia and Shujishi all avoided, watching Wang Zhuangyuan flew like flying, holding a wooden pestle and struggling to wave at his son.

Fortunately, Xiao Wang Zhuangyuan was as light as a swallow. Although he did not dare to resist, he did not teach his father's club to fall on him. Cui Zhuangyuan, who was caught in it, was even more martial arts. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Wang Zhuangyuan's wooden pestle for hitting his son, and held him in a stalemate in the air, not teaching him to take it back.

Everyone was dazzled and their hearts throbbed. How could the imperial court be so cruel and unsophisticated?

These three are actually the champions in the first few subjects? Did you put Wu Zhuangyuan as the Wen Zhuangyuan?

The former champion Lun Wen touched his arm and said, "I didn't know if I had to be a champion. It seems that it is really easy for me to get a champion."

He took another look at the new champion Kang Hai, who was newly admitted to the Imperial Academy, and his eyes were higher than the top. Although this man had a straight face and a disliked appearance of the three people, his eyes were stuck in the small room. In the room, he refused to move away.

After all, Wang Hua was a literati, excited for a moment, and chased his son for half of the imperial courtyard with Chu, his body reached its limit, and he could not even grab the wooden pestle in Cui Xie's hand. He stared at the two people breathlessly for a long time, and finally let go of his hands, patted the table and cursed: "You are going out! Have you ever asked me about me? You are actually carrying me on your back and still pulling He Zhong will protect you, and you are quite capable!"

Wang Shouren hid behind Cui Xie, bowed his head to listen to the training, but did not change.

Cui Xie casually threw the pestle into the back of the painting tube, and supported Wang Zhuangyuan's arm to persuade him: "Senior Wang calms down, since Brother Shourenxian has such a talent..."

Wang Zhuangyuan was full of anger, and even cursed with him: "You said that this evil animal will be a saint in the future. When you see him, persuade him to study. I have never been wary of it. But I don't want you to turn around and follow this little animal. Send him out for war!"

After cursing, I suddenly realized that I had told so many people that Cui Xie had praised his son as a saint. I was so embarrassed that I was too embarrassed to speak.

Cui Xie was completely unaware of embarrassment, and said proudly, "Master Wang remembers this? Xiaguan also felt that Shou Renxian's analysis is subtle and profound, only a little more experienced. He has a lot of experience after he arrived at the border. Seeing the fierce battles in these battlefields, the people's livelihood is difficult, and then there is the opportunity to teach and educate people, and teach those border people to Xianghua... As long as more things are done, you will naturally be able to become a sage in the future!"

In the past, Cui Xie used to call him a saint, and he said it against others. Today, in front of the Man Hanlin Academy, he said it as if he could really become a saint. Wang Shouren was embarrassed to listen.

He quickly persuaded: "Brother Cui praised me. Now I only have one ambition to serve the country, and I have no time for the rest. Today I made my father angry. It is really unfilial, and it hurts Brother Cui. I will send my father home first. , Come and sue again tomorrow."

He stared at the old father's frail body, went up to support him, and walked outside where there were rods and sticks. The two Hanlin scholars Liang Chu and Zhang Yuanzhen did not dare to stop them, fearing that Wang Hua would be embarrassed, they only pretended not to see them, so that their father and son walked out of the Hanlin Academy.

Wang Zhuangyuan raised his sour hands, beat his son a few times, scolded him as having no parents in his heart, and ran to the dangerous place without saying a word.

Wang Shouren accepted it, so that he had beaten and scolded enough, and honestly admitted his mistake: "It's all because I shouldn't have told my father beforehand that I went to the table. In fact, I should know that my father has always had the ambition to serve the country. Opportunity, I am willing to go to the border to fight, and Daming Heshan will stop me? If I had told my father earlier, there would be nothing like today."

"You still have reason! Who said I won't stop you! Who said I would fight with you!"

Wang Zhuangyuan glared at his son, throwing his arm away and strode forward. Wang Shouren followed him, bowed his head slightly, and sighed inwardly.

Isn't it just... from those comic books my father drew?

Wang Shouren eventually changed the post of Shaanxi Dao Yushi and followed Yang Yiqing to take up the post. Wang Zhuangyuan personally sent his son to the west, and did not beat or scold him any more, but only told him to do well and not to live up to the court's expectations.

His temper eased down, but the coercion was still there, and the new scholars who followed him to study behaved well. They had to bear him in the poem meeting, and they dared not openly discuss his poem changes. In addition to these new scholars, the well-known talents in the North Korea are also content to be attached to the Chaling gate, and they are not very enthusiastic about how to eliminate the Taige style and revert to the new style of writing.

Kang Hai, Wang Tingxiang, and He Jingming, the three most violent critics of today’s weak writing style, visited Beijing several times, and finally delineated the three powerful and ancient predecessors of Li Mengyang, Bian Gong, and Wang Jiusi. I went to visit, intending to work with them to re-plan the literary world.

When they invited people out, sent poems, and invited Li Mengyang and others to join them in the grand event, the three seniors all showed a strange look and shook them.

If it fails, they still have to write a manuscript for the "Daily Agricultural Economics".

The editor-in-chief of "Daily Agricultural Economics" is Cui Xueshi, and he urges authors to ask for manuscripts every day.

The Cui Zhuangyuan who single-handedly took the Wang Xueshi stick, Cui Xueshi, do you understand?

Li Mengyang said frankly: "We must focus on his manuscripts. If you want to talk about poetry with us, you might as well read the "Daily Agricultural Classics" first. You have a preparation in your heart. We won’t be discussing it for long, and you have to be ready to be contributors to this comic."

Kang Zhuangyuan, who was also a champion, but was too weak to catch the blow of Wang Zhuangyuan, pursed his lips and silently gave up the idea of ​​holding the banner of "Wenzong Qin Han, poetry prosperous Tang" with Li Mengyang.