Chapter 85: Gongshi (Part 2)
When we arrived at the door, the tribute did not disperse.
Then he saw a man stepping forward and bowing and saying, "Now we are a tribute scholar, we have a lot of fate. Although we will meet the saint tomorrow, we should also celebrate. We just can't drink too much. I'm not talented, I would like to ask my brothers all over the years to congratulate you."
Fang Xin looked at it, but it was Cao Feibai, the top tribute tribute.
Fang Xin didn't know about this person's article, but it may not be good at talking about qi. However, this is normal. Only by using Yu Ruyi can you understand some mysteries. If everyone in this world is like this, the world will no longer be a normal world. Don't learn other abilities, just look for qi.
The tribute students nodded and agreed, saying, "That's right, that's right!"
In August, the golden autumn is the Jinshi. Now it is the eleventh day of August. It is almost the same time. There is Bibo Lake outside the imperial capital, which is located in the river from the tributary. It is sixteen miles long, with smoke rippling. It is particularly bright and beautiful between the Spring and Autumn Period and is famous.
Of course, along the river, there are brothels, but there are not many brothels that can have several layers of pleasure boats, and there are certainly not many brothels that can accommodate hundreds of people. There are relatively more flower boats that can accommodate more than ten people. Generally, brothels only have small boats that can accommodate several people.
There were sixty tribute men, and naturally they had to get on the pleasure boat. As soon as they arrived at the location, they heard the sound of silk and bamboo. The singer was singing a welcome song on the deck, with fluttering dresses, smiling gracefully, and looking at them, which made the tribute men happy.
"Dear tributes, it is our honor to come to my Dongxiao Pavilion!" A woman in her thirties came forward to greet her.
Sixty tribute men immediately went up to the second floor of the pleasure boat, and then they realized that the space was very large, with a wide lobby, which could accommodate hundreds of people. When they saw the ceremony, Cao Feibai said: "Everyone in the same year, I have polite here! Well, it's already noon, but we only ate some noodles. I guess everyone is not full, so we will hold a banquet now. How about it?"
Of course, the tribute men did not object. In fact, some people just wanted to take a bite and shouted "Okay" immediately.
Since that was the case, I would go to the banquet immediately. In fact, the dishes were ready. After a while, the pretty maid came up with a sumptuous wine and food. Cao Feibai, according to the rules, invited all the tribute men to sit on the seat one by one.
This rule is very heavy. First, the first one is the first one and ten people as the center, and second one is the second one, and second one is the third one, but in each one, the ranking and age are considered, and they are also thoughtful.
Banquets naturally implement a single-seat system, with one table for each person.
However, after a while, some pretty women came into the seat one by one, sitting with them, not only pouring wine and serving dishes for the tribute monks, but also being beautiful girls who can play with them wantonly.
More than a dozen other dancers floated out from the side door like colorful butterflies, singing and dancing in the melodious drum music.
One of the women sang and danced lightly, with a sweet voice and a touching charm. Everyone watched it and shouted ok. Fang Xin was a little surprised and asked, "Who is this woman?"
"Brother Li Nian, it seems that you really don't understand the matter of Hualiu. You have to come more in the future. This person is Liu Yanwen, one of the three major red cards in Dongxiao Pavilion. If you can invite her to come and thank you on the spot, it can be considered as a welcome to us." The following tribute Qi Zhi said with a good achievement.
"I really don't know. I'll ask Brother Qi Nian to give advice. Who are these three red cards?" In the world, the social atmosphere is open, and literati are proud of being romantic and drinking and playing with beautiful women is a matter of elegance. Fang Xin can naturally say it calmly.
"Liu Yanwen and Luo Ziyan have the same name, and are famous for the 16-mile Bibo, and Yu Lingyu is even more on it. Liu Yanwen and Luo Ziyan are the middle pillars of the East Xiao Pavilion, but there are red cards to compete with them on the Ming Tower, down Yong Tower, and Dongping Pavilion. Only Yu Lingyu, regardless of appearance and talent, can overwhelm the flowers. It is the best in the 16-mile Bibo Lake. It is a thousand gold when you see it at a glance!" Qi Zhicheng said happily.
"Oh, it's just a woman. If there is such a scene, Kyoto is so big that there are so many people hiding dragons and lying tigers. How can this woman be self-restrained?" Fang Xin asked, even this woman is just a prostitute, why is she so proud?
"That's right, in Kyoto, the royal relatives and the purple-clothed officials are all, but I heard that even they can't use force? I don't know how to blow this wind." Qi Zhicheng was also a little confused and said, "I heard that she is very close to King An, maybe it's the help of King An's protection!"
Fang Xin didn't believe that Kyoto was so big that King An could not cover the sky with one hand. If this girl was really beautiful, she would be hard to protect her.
But I won’t say much about this. Now everyone is boating and listening to music, reciting poems and essays, and the tribute scholars become familiar with each other. After all, they will be officials in the same dynasty in the future, and the relationship between the same year is also a human relationship that is worth developing.
However, although everyone was very happy, they would be the palace face-to-face saint tomorrow morning. Therefore, after an hour, all the tribute scholars had dispersed and no one was drunk. If the face-to-face saint tomorrow was affected, it would be miserable.
When they returned to the inn, they saw everyone busy relocation. Seeing this, Zheng Chengyi and Fang Xin couldn't help but feel all silent, and their excitement just now faded.
When we returned to the dormitory, we met Zhu Mingyi and Zou Lixing. Both of us had already packed up our things and moved out to say goodbye.
"Why are the two so fast?"
"There is no way. The court has an order. Those who are not yet in the finals must move out of the inn tonight. Instead of waiting to drive them out, it is inappropriate, otherwise they will go out now." Zhu Mingyi seemed to have recovered. He smiled and said, "We are waiting, just to say goodbye to you."
Although the sun is shining, it feels like the whole inn is gray, and a feeling of sadness that people are walking on the tea is filled with everyone, and even every yard. Every year, there are 3,000 people, and only 60 people will win, and the other 2,900 people will come from and go back to wherever they want.
"Brother Zhu doesn't have to take it seriously. You will be lucky in the exam room. You can come back three years later and you will be able to pass the list." Fang Xin said comfortingly.
"Haha, in less than three years, I will be ready to live in the Imperial Capital. The house has been found, and I have also found some students to live with me. I am in Dongkangfang, the imperial capital, where the environment is good." Zhu Mingyi said with a smile, and then bowed to say goodbye.
However, Zou Lixing didn't say anything, but just smiled reluctantly. Fang Xin saw that his expression was a little wrong, so he paid special attention, found some things, and sent Zheng Chengyi to talk to him.
After the two walked some roads, Zou Lixing suddenly said, "I'm going back to my hometown and I'll leave tomorrow. In the future, I probably won't come to the imperial capital to take the Jinshi exam again."
Fang Xin was silent and heard Zou Lixing sigh and said, "Actually, I feel that when I talk to the 3,000 students in the country here, I feel that those who can come here are all heroes from all provinces and counties. In our courtyard, half of the humanities are above me. Now I grit my teeth and take the exam, but I just want to be in case. I hope I can pass the list. Now I am sober. Besides, when I come to Beijing once, I will devote my brother to a year, how can I do this again? My brother also has a wife and children!"
Fang Xin had no choice but to say: "Brother Zou, why bother to worry too much about money? A gentleman has the meaning of scattering money, let alone we are friends. Just come to my house to get it. If you read it more next year, you will definitely get it."
Zou Lixing shook his head, his tone was dull, and he said, "If it's just for money, if it's really talented, but if it's not good for a while, I'll get it with shame. However, I have limited talent and study hard every day. I even read blood in a few years. Now I have enough of this level. It's hard to make progress. Even if I have money to go to Beijing, it's a waste every three years. I really have to wait for this misty lucky number? Every three thousand scholars in Beijing, which one is not lucky and when will it be my turn?"
Fang Xin really had nothing to say about this. Indeed, Zou Lixing's pain in studying was the best in the Jiang Mansion. He knew very well that every time he read a book, his mother was born with his wife and his wife came with great pain. He also knew how much sacrifice his brother had made. Therefore, he had read the level of vomiting blood. This level has indeed reached his limit, and it would be useless to read it again.
"Then what should you do when you go back?" Fang Xin asked.
"After all, I am a juren, so I will get a ninth-rank teaching teacher. I believe there are still some. I am not afraid of losing my dignity when I meet scholars in the court. In the future, I will be a great charity to teach students. If I have success in studying, I will be considered a statement if I can write a book in decades." Zou Lixing was shocked and said, "I can only read. If I do other officials, I am afraid I can't do it. It's better to follow this path."
When the Great Chu School was established, there were academic officials at the county level. Basically, they taught two people, and they were the ninth rank, and they were the ninth rank, and they were the ninth rank, and they were the host of the examination for children.
At the county level, one official, one official, seventh rank, and provincial level, one official, one official, five official, and subordinate to the Ministry of Rites.
Zou Lixing was a juren. In one of his prefectures, there were six or seven counties, and most were more than ten counties. Therefore, it was not difficult to add the teaching of these ninth-rank counties. However, according to the rules, once they were supplemented, they would not be able to be admitted to the imperial examination. Moreover, it was very difficult to get promoted. Some even lasted their lives, they would be given the title of a seventh-rank academic master in their old age. This is also the reason why many candidates would rather waste their time than make up for their official status.
Fang Xin sighed when he heard this. He immediately took out a letter of fifty taels of silver and said, "Brother Zou, don't be pretentious. I know you have no money now. You have to spend more than ten taels of silver on the way back to your hometown. If you have another illness on the road, that's not bad. Besides, even if it's very easy to get a juren to redeem the official position, you still have to spend some money on your small joints and refuse it."
At this time, Zou Lixing did not refuse, accepted and said thank you.
In fact, he has no money in his pocket until now. If he wins the tribute, he naturally doesn't have to worry. Some people are willing to lend him money, but now there is no such way. After all, in the imperial capital, not in the local area.
He really has no money, how can he go back? So he accepted it. After accepting it, he was a little shameless. After saying a few words, he said goodbye.
Looking at him leaving, Fang Xin felt a little emotional, but still a little relieved. Finally, Zou Lixing has not yet reached a dead end. Some people, they know that they are not very talented in literature and have no background, but they always hope to get lucky. Therefore, they have been taking the exam for decades, so why bother?
Even if you succeed by chance in the future and your life is over, what else is there?
Chapter completed!