Chapter 77 Heroes Don’t Read Poems

"Oh, Governor, it's not that I can't wait. How many people can afford to read these days!" As soon as the words were finished, several housekeepers immediately screamed in pain.

"What, can't I afford to read?!" Zhu Bashiyi was stunned. Many memories that originally belonged to Zhu Laonian suddenly surged into his heart. If he couldn't afford to read, Zhu Laonian really couldn't afford to read! His parents were separated, and his only sister was snatched away as a concubine. His status was equivalent to a slave, and he couldn't take any money to take care of his brother, who was burdened by the burden. Of course, he couldn't study! But what about those middle-class families? Under the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, although there were thousands of miles of land, there were always one or two households in every hundred households who could eat. According to the habit of Chinese parents who had to support their children to study while hungry.

"I can't afford to read it. Besides, after reading, there is no way out, so fewer and fewer scholars!" Chang Sanshi keenly saw Zhu Bashiyi's confusion and explained in a low voice.

Knowing that Zhu Bashiyi was busy with military affairs all day long, he paused, and he continued to patiently add, "The imperial examination in the Yuan Dynasty has always been intermittent, and even if it was opened, it was always divided into two left and right rankings. The questions on the right ranking exam are simple, and you can become an official if you pass the exam, but only Mongolians and Semu people can be on the list. The left ranking is full of Han people, and the difficulty of the questions is several times that of the right ranking. If you pass the exam, you only have the qualifications to be a candidate. If you want to be an official, it depends on whether the recommended person behind it is enough and whether you have money to manage it."

In his tireless explanation, Zhu Bashiyi finally understood why there are so few scholars at present. It turned out that the Mongol Empire won the world by relying on bows and horses, and had always despised the book culture. In addition, the power of the powerful ministers was surprisingly powerful. After Kublai Khan, he could influence the appointment of most officials. The court had to give priority to the children and aides he recommended to serve as officials. Therefore, the role of talent selection in the imperial examinations was very small, and in many cases it was in vain, so he simply just ignored it.

It was not until the current emperor Tuohuan Timur came to power that several powerful ministers were either disgraced or seriously injured in the process of fighting each other. The court picked up the imperial examinations from the pile of waste paper again. However, due to the face of the Mongolians and Seminister, all candidates could not answer the same test paper.

For first-class Mongolian masters and second-class Semu rich people, the questions should be simple. For northern Han people and southern Han people, the difficulty will increase exponentially. The procedures for taking the exam are much more complicated. First, you must be recommended by celebrities or local officials to take the provincial level exam. Only those who rank among the top in the provincial level exam are qualified to participate in the national general exam. Finally, if you pass the first-class exam, you cannot directly obtain official positions like Mongolian and Semu candidates. You must continue to make up for the vacancies and use relationships to get a chance to fill the vacancy of low-level officials. For example, the Shangshu, the Censor, and the Constitutional Department, who often see the emperor, it is impossible for the Han people to stay at the bottom for ten or twenty years.

In this way, studying and participating in the imperial examinations has become something that consumes time and does not see any profit. Not only are small families unwilling to let their children waste time and money, but even some middle-class families do not want to cultivate a "nerd" who can only waste food and cannot do anything else. Over time, fewer and fewer scholars in the Central Plains. On the contrary, the gangsters who exuded their anger and made a living by extortion have become the life goals of many children.

"Take our Chang family as an example. Our Chang family has been making a living on the canal since their ancestors. According to the principle, we don't have to worry about food and clothing. But among the previous generation and my generation, males just had a blind eye and could understand the accounts and stopped reading. Since I read too much, it would be useless to read. Who would spend so much effort to memorize the Four Books and Five Books? Zhu Zi and Cai Zi?!" Looking at Zhu Bashi's eyes that were getting colder little by little, Chang Sanshi took his family as an example to make the final blow.

"Alas!" Zhu Bashiyi sighed helplessly. The so-called "no Chinese" after Yashan is probably not a change in bloodline. The huge regression in spirit and culture is its true meaning.

Seventy years of barbaric destruction may take three to five times the time, and it will not be able to recover its vitality. More than two hundred years later, it was the late Ming Dynasty again, and another nation that made a living by looting rose among the white mountains and black waters, pushing Chinese civilization into a deeper abyss.

"If the governor's requirements are not too harsh, he can send people to Yangzhou, Jiqing, and Jiangning to recruit some!" Seeing Zhu Bashiyi's face full of disappointment, Han Ren, the butler of Hanjiazhuang, raised his head and reminded carefully, "There is already a prosperous literary talent and relatively wealthy in the market. Many families are willing to pay for their children to study, and some scholars who have no access to the imperial examination will also live in the market to write operas for the best. Even if they don't have much talent, they should be competent for writing prose for the governor, reading orders or other things!"

"Yangzhou, Jiqing and Hangzhou?" Zhu Bashi nodded and murmured. Needless to mention the two place names in front and back, Jiqing should be in the area of ​​Nanjing in later generations. These three places, the admission scores for the college entrance examination in later generations have always been ranked in China. It is estimated that as Han Guojia said, the folk tradition of sending children to study has not yet been cut off.

But the power of the Xuzhou army has only arrived in Jishan to the south, and is still five or six hundred miles away from Yangzhou, not to mention Jiqing and Hangzhou across the river! Even if I immediately took my troops south and waited to the edge of the Yangtze River, I don’t know when it will be. How could I save the urgent matters in front of me?!

"It's better to do this. The governor turned around and wrote a notice to recruit talents, asked someone to copy more copies, and handed them back to the grass-roots people, so that the disciples could secretly distribute them along the banks of the canal. With the great reputation of the governor's battle, there should be patriots who risked to come and join us!" Chang Sanshi thought for a while and gave a plan that could barely be able to pass.

"Okay! Then I'll wait for a while, and I'll send someone to write!" Zhu Bashiyi had no choice but to nodded with a smile.

It is not a solution, it is always better than no other way. Thinking of this, he quickly added, "One guest won't bother the second master. If Brother Chang can meet the craftsmen, the accountant, and the martial arts people who have nowhere to go, they can also ask them to come to me. As long as the skills are not bad, I will have their place here!"

"People in the martial arts world, what do the governors do for these people? Didn't the governor just send someone to drive away a bunch of Green Forest heroes?" Chang Sanshi was slightly stunned and blurted out his doubts. He could guess the purpose of the Red Turban Army recruiting the first two people, but it was simply to use the hands of these people to create more sophisticated equipment and manage the food and grass accounts more clearly. The latter one, except for the gang being used to boost courage, does not have any recruitment value!

"This, this, hey!" Zhu Bashiyi's face turned slightly red and he responded embarrassedly, "I, the instructor of the gun stick in the army, have never been able to find a suitable one. I originally hoped that when the soldiers lined up to take the enemy, they could approach the enemy step by step and kill the enemy to a defeat. But now, I always feel that it is still a lot far from what I look like in Hope!"

The warriors he hoped were the kind that Zhu Dapeng saw in online novels. A long spear formation swept the world. But the training has been practiced for seven or eight months. Logically speaking, the time is no longer short. The result is always far from the ideal. The so-called gun formation is now built with the help of Ivanov. It is barely enough to use it for defense. As a separate military force to be used for attack, it is basically equivalent to seeking death by oneself.

"This, the general's request is probably not competent for ordinary martial arts people!" Chang Sanshi traveled along the canal all day long, with broader knowledge and certain vision. After a little thought, he guessed that Zhu Bashiyi's expectations for the soldiers were the rumored Yue Family Army and the Zhong Family Army, rather than taking out the duels of the martial arts world, or simply trying to fool people. "Nine out of ten martial arts people walking in the martial arts world are specially used for people to see. Not to mention the soldiers under the governor, even the clerks under the Caomin, they can beat them to hold their heads when they start to ruthlessly! And almost no one who truly knows the skills of killing is crawled out of the pile of dead people. They may not be able to meet them!"

"Oh--!" Zhu Bashiyi finally understood why the gun and stick coach he hired for a large sum of money for several months looked like a mouth-handkerchief. It turned out that the root of it was to kill someone before.

After yesterday's fierce battle, the soldiers under his command had experience value. As long as they could live a life, who would do something to kill people and kill people when they had nothing to do?! Isn't it just a layman to teach his masters?

"Actually, Chang has a distant elder, who is a very good candidate!" He didn't want to disappoint Zhu Bashiyi, Chang Sanshi pondered for a moment, and then added in a low voice. "He learned the Yue Family Gun, which is a specialized gun for killing people, not a street-style move. Two years ago, because of injustice, he killed a small official in Semu. At that time, the officials of Huaiyuan City transferred the garrison troops to pursue him, but he killed more than a dozen of them in one breath and broke out directly. If he could contact him, he would think he could help the governor with his strength!"

"How to contact us? Go quickly, you can send someone to find it. How much expense is required? Take it from me?" Zhu Bashiyi's eyes lit up when he heard this. He pulled Chang Sanshi's sleeve and urged loudly.

"Caomin doesn't know where he went? He just knew that he occupied the mountain and became the king. The last time he went to Gaoyou Lake to sell stolen goods was a year ago! Alas! Since the governor doesn't think he is vulgar, Caomin will try his best to find him. I hope he has the luck and can follow the governor's subordinates!"

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