"Brother Han, young Cui is so young, he speaks without restraint!"
Ignoring Yang Rong's persuasion, Han Kezhong strode forward, looked at Cui Shusheng, and continued to speak loudly, "Let's just say that in my hometown of Shandong, the rebel army raised its flag and thousands of families followed. Countless Shandong men first followed General Mao Gui to the north and died in the battle.
A foreign land!"
During the chaotic times of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, countless heroes rose to the sky across the land of China.
Not to mention the south, in the north, Liu Futong, Mao Gui, Mr. Guan, Dadao Ao, Bai Buxin, Li Xixi and others were the elite of the country who resisted the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. To be fair, the battle was even more brutal than in the south, if not worse.
At this moment, Han Kezhong's eyes were red.
Scholar Cui also seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, and he was too embarrassed to look at him.
"And the Shandong hero who assassinated Ruyang King Chahan Timur, our Shandong Tianfeng Wang Shicheng, are they also what you call obedient people, helping to suppress the rebels?"
Han Kezhong roared, "Under the bright sky, the land is divided into north and south, how can people be divided into them? If a family is rich or poor, can people be divided into noble or inferior?"
"Brother Han, please apologize for him!" Yang Rong stepped forward and held his hand.
Han Kezhong smiled faintly and said in a low voice, "Ginger, onions, garlic and other things do have a peculiar smell in the mouth, which is quite indecent. But you judge a person's character based on food, and you are always criticizing, how can you be a gentleman?"
"Yes, my northern land is not as rich as yours in the south of the Yangtze River, and the variety of dishes is not as good as yours in the south of the Yangtze River!"
"But let me ask you, in the southern regions, can the poor also eat fine beards and thin beards? Aren't ordinary people in the southern regions just living on a simple diet?"
"Hmph!" Cui Shusheng's face heated up, but he still said coldly, "At least we are not like you, eating raw onions and garlic, which is annoying?"
"Ha! I'm eating what's mine, you're a nuisance!" Han Kezhong laughed angrily, "I'm eating what's yours!" He said, glaring at the other person, "We are surrounded by water and soil, and there are people on the same side. No matter whether we are rich or poor, I am a Shandong native.
Onions have been eaten for generations!”
"You can't understand it, but it's also the hometown of Confucius and Mencius! You can't understand it, but we also thrive and uphold our ancestral religion!"
"It is eaten not only in Shandong, but also in places north of the Yellow River, Henan, Hebei and other places. In spring and summer, the heart is used to accompany meals. In autumn and winter, it is stored in the cellar for winter use!"
"The green onions you look down on are our favorite food in the north!"
"You're not looking down on green onions, you're looking down on us northerners!"
As he said that, Han Kezhong suddenly laughed, "It's really a joke. Why am I telling you this? I'm playing the piano to a cow!"
Immediately, Jiang Hongye said excitedly, "Brother, let's go somewhere else to drink!"
"You are lucky, Brother Han is here, otherwise I will beat you to death!" Jiang Hongye cursed and walked away with Han Kezhong with a smile.
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"Vulgar, rude, don't you see it?"
After the people walked away, Cui Shusheng became more energetic and said to the people around him, "I'm just telling the truth, as if they have been greatly insulted! Really, you know how to be polite, but you don't allow others to say it?"
"Oh, those high-sounding words, tsk tsk, I just realized today what it means to use strong words to make sense, and what it means to be unreasonable is also called three times!"
"Shut up!" Yang Rong couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly, "Your temper will get you into trouble sooner or later!" After saying that, he glared for a moment and said, "I will write a letter to your brother tomorrow. This Imperial College, you won't have much time to read.
use!"
"No, Brother Yang!" Cui Shusheng was shocked.
The Yang family and his family were family friends, and this Yang Rong was more effective in speaking to his elder brother than his biological brother.
He, a student of the Imperial College, was sent to him by someone who had paid money from his family. In the past few years in the capital, he had been fooling around with his classmates who were also well-born, and he had not made any progress in his knowledge.
"In the past few years in the capital, it's really your good fortune that I haven't been killed by anyone!" Yang Rong said angrily again.
Cui Shusheng lowered his head, "Actually, I didn't say anything wrong!" As he said that, he looked at Han and Jiang who were walking away angrily, and said in a low voice, "Huh, they talk in the same way, I don't know whether they will pass the imperial examination or not.
!”
At this time, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and another scholar at the table came out to smooth things over.
"Han Kezhong? Jiang Hongye? I've never heard of their reputation, and I guess they're not a lot of people with a lot of academic skills!" As he spoke, he laughed, "There have always been very few northerners who won the imperial examinations. They came here, but they are just...
Let’s join in the fun.”
"That's true!" Another person at the table also laughed and said, "Historically, more people from the South are from the South when it comes to the number one scholar and candidates for the top prize." He said with a smile, "Besides, several of the examiners in this department are all from the South.
People naturally look down on those northern scholars!"
Hearing this, Yang Rong became more and more angry, "If you all have this kind of mentality, you won't be able to pass this exam!" He said, holding back his anger and said, "Besides, are these words allowed to be said randomly?"
"Brother Yang, you are not an outsider!" Cui Shusheng said with a smile.
"You!" Yang Rong glanced at everyone again, "Scholars, it's not just about studying. The first thing is self-cultivation. All of you are like country dudes. You are ignorant and complacent. From now on, let alone being an official, you will be a human being.
yes"
"Okay, okay, Brother Yang!" Cui Shusheng poured wine for Yang Rong, changed the subject, and said with a smile, "I invite you here today. I wish you the best in high school." After saying that, he continued to smile, "I'm respectful, little brother.
Wish you a gold medal!"
Yang Rong took a shallow sip and said with a wry smile, "It's not as easy as you said to get the title on the gold list. There are many people in the capital who are more talented than me!"
"Brother, you are so humble!" Cui Shusheng said with a smile, "Now Mr. Xia, the Minister of Rites, is your tutor. When he was appointed as a tutor in Fujian, he was full of praise for you. How can you still fail?"
Yang Rong tried to understand the Yuan Dynasty in his hometown, and it was Xia Yuanji, the then Fujian physical education envoy, who personally approved it. He was born in a family of great Confucian officials. His grandfather repeatedly refused to be recruited by the imperial court at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. In the eyes of traditional scholars, he was of orthodox origin.
student.
Moreover, the Yang family has a good reputation in the local area. They build bridges and pave roads and support the weak and the elderly. They are truly a famous family.
"I visited the teacher yesterday!" Yang Rong said, "Although I have studied well, what the emperor values in this department is policy analysis!"
"Policy discussion?" Cui Shusheng was stunned, "What are you talking about?"
"Of course it's about the national economy and people's livelihood!" Yang Rong said in a low voice, "Policy theory is practical knowledge, not what I am good at."
"Brother Yang, why should you belittle yourself?" Cui Shusheng said with a smile again, "If you are not good at it, others may not be good at it!" As he said, he suddenly laughed, "Just those two idiots who were eating green onions just now, they may not even be able to make policy decisions.
I haven’t done a few articles!”
After saying this, everyone around him laughed.
Yang Rong also smiled, "However, the teacher said that there is a scholar in the capital who is very good at policy making. And" he said, paused, "in this palace examination, nine out of ten people will be among the best!"
"Who is it?" Cui Shusheng thought about it, "Do you know me?"
"You probably don't know him!" Yang Rong whispered, "That person's surname is also Yang, and his name is Shiqi!"
"Ah, it's him!" Cui Shusheng slapped his forehead, "Although I don't know him, I have heard of him!" He said, laughing, "How can he compare with you, eldest brother?" At this point, he added
He smiled and said, "Brother, does he know where this person is right now?"
"I've never heard of this!" Yang Rong said.
"He is the teacher of the Li family of Duke Cao Guo!" Cui Shusheng whispered, "The current companion of the Prince of the East Palace, the legitimate son of Duke Cao Guo, was his student in the past!"
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The scene changed, from the edge of Xuanwu Lake to Iron Lion Street, the backyard of Cao Guogong's residence.
In the quiet and elegant room, Li Jinglong was drinking and talking with Yang Shiqi with a smile.
"Shiqi, the day after tomorrow is the palace examination. I wish you a title on the gold medal list and a fish leaping over the dragon gate!" Li Jinglong said with a smile.
"In this year of Wansheng, I have received a lot of care from the Duke of the Kingdom. This glass of wine should be given to you by Wansheng!" Yang Shiqi raised his glass and smiled.
"You're a heretic, aren't you? We are all on our own!" Li Jinglong smiled, "You have shown your face in front of the emperor. Those who are attentive to the emperor will definitely succeed in this subject!"
Suddenly, Yang Shiqi felt hot in his heart.
"No!" Li Jinglong said again, "In my opinion, I am a winner, but the ranking may not be high."
Suddenly, Yang Shiqi's heart started to rise again.
"Look, the Emperor knows about you, and sooner or later someone will know about it. If you are given too high a ranking, it is inevitable that someone will tell you something. The examiner of this imperial examination, Liu Sanwu, is an old scholar who cherishes his reputation!"
When Yang Shiqi thought about it, he felt more and more that Li Jinglong was right.
"Shiqi! After winning the prize, where do you want to be an official?" Li Jinglong said with a smile, "We do not avoid relatives when promoting talents, and I have some respect in the Liubu Yushitai!"
Yang Shiqi suddenly became suspicious. It was true that Li Jinglong was the Duke of the dynasty, and what he said was true. But the relationship between the two did not seem to be such that Li Jinglong helped pave the way for him, right?
Besides, even if he, Yang Shiqi, had shown his face in front of the emperor, and his status was comparable to that of Li Jinglong, in heaven and on earth, what did Li Jinglong mean by his words?
At that moment, he smiled slowly and said, "If you are born late, you will naturally follow the arrangements of the officials!"
Li Jinglong held the wine glass and thought about it, "You have won my heart very much in the past few years in my house!" As he said that, he paused and suddenly smiled, "I can't bear to have you leave me!"
This word?
At this time, I heard Li Jinglong continue, "The emperor has appointed me as the new governor of the vassal administration. When you are elected, I will tell the staff that I want you to come over and be in charge!"
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