"The imperial examination is supposed to select talents for the country, but it uses the Eight-legged essay as the selection standard and uses the Eight-legged essay to select scholars. What kind of scholars are selected?! Ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous"
After the embarrassment was over, the greasy fat man picked up the jug and poured himself a drink. He said emotionally, indignant at the eight-part essay recruitment.
Zhu Ping'an listened to the fat man's words and nodded slightly. He agreed with the fat man's words.
The imperial examination is definitely a historical progress and politically correct, but the stereotyped method of selecting scholars is a reversal of history.
Eight-part essay is a word game. Although it can select some people with quick thinking, most of them are nerds who are divorced from reality. Modern analysis of eight-legged essay selection is very thorough. Eight-legged essay restricts people's thinking and restricts people's thinking.
I won’t say much about freedom of thought here.
"Ridiculous?! Then you still have to take the exam and you said you want to pass the exam?" Liu Dadao sneered.
"The reality is so fucked, I can only take off my pants." The greasy fat man said, spitting heavily on the ground, then stepped on the chair with one foot, arrogantly tilted his head and nudged Zhu Ping'an.
Chin, smelling of wine, asked, "Hey, have you ever taken part in the imperial examination?"
Zhu Pingan nodded.
"Since you have played the game before, you should know the virtues of using stereotypes to win scholars, right?" The greasy fat man said to Zhu Pingan.
Zhu Ping'an nodded, "I understand a little bit."
"I'm telling you, stereotyped writing to recruit scholars is a piece of shit!" The greasy fat man was very excited when he talked about stereotyped writing.
When I took part in the provincial examination, the topic at that time was 'When the original land is destroyed, the boy of the Que party will be destined'."
Having said this, the greasy fat man paused, turned his head to look at Zhu Pingan, and asked, "Do you know what this question is about?"
"This title is a cut-off title. 'Yuan Rang Yi Qi' comes from "The Analects of Confucius Xianwen Chapter 12" "Yuan Rang Yi Qi". Confucius said: "When you are young, you are not a grandson; when you are old, you have no words; when you are old, you are not dead."
, He is a thief. He tapped his shins with his staff. The Quedang boy will give his orders. This comes from "The Analects of Confucius, Xianwen Chapter 44".
"I am in my position, and I see him walking side by side with you. He is not seeking benefit, but someone who wants quick success." Zhu Ping'an responded.
The questions in the eight-legged essay in the imperial examination all use words and sentences from the "Four Books and Five Classics", but the Four Books and Five Classics only have tens of thousands of words. After so many years of imperial examinations, almost all the questions that can be tested have been asked. In order to avoid repeated questions
, affecting fairness, this kind of topic of splitting up scriptures and piecing together and grafting came into being. To do this kind of eight-part essay, you need to quickly find the source of the paradoxical sentence, and then solve the problem to answer the question.
After arriving in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Pingan put great effort into the eight-part essay, a tool for becoming an official. He was no longer familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, or the eight-part essay. This kind of combination is just child's play.
"Huh? Yes, you are qualified to listen to what I have to say." The greasy fat man was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the rich man opposite could solve the problem so quickly, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Oh, you are really arrogant!" Liu Dadao couldn't help but let out a laugh after hearing what the fat man said. You, a scholar, actually got the top prize in the examination, and you told the top pick that you are qualified to listen to what I have to say!
"As for you, you are playing the piano to a cow." The greasy fat man glanced at Liu Dadao and raised his chin.
Liu Dadao replied with a hehe.
"Do you know how I solved the topic of my composition?!" The greasy fat man's face lit up.
Zhu Pingan shook his head, I really don’t know this.
"Originally, the barbarian marquis was knocked on the head with his staff. The original three souls were vague and the seven souls were vast. With a breeze, he turned into a Que Party boy." After the greasy fat man poured himself a drink, he stood up from his seat and spoke in a melodious tone.
Read aloud.
"Wonderful, wonderful!" When Zhu Pingan heard this, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and exclaimed, "How can such a wonderful article fail?!"
"It would be nice if the examiner's eyes looked like yours." The greasy fat man slumped down on his chair.
"It shouldn't be. Such a wonderful article could fail. Who was the examiner at that time?" Zhu Ping'an asked puzzledly.
"The name of the examiner at that time was Lin Moyu." The greasy fat man mentioned the name of the examiner and couldn't help but grit his teeth.
"Lin Moyu?! No way?!" Zhu Ping'an read the name silently, and soon got an impression. However, in his impression, Lin Moyu's reputation was not bad. He was very encouraging to the underachievers, and he was not a random person.
ah.
"Why not!" The greasy fat man was very excited when he thought about the past. He reached out and tore off another leg from the table and took a bite of it, as if he was chewing on Lin Moyu's flesh.
"Does Examiner Lin have any comments?" Zhu Pingan asked.
"This old scholar thinks my article is too short, so he criticized me for being too short and thick-skinned, ranking behind Sun Shan." The greasy fat man mentioned Lin Moyu's comment to him, with a fat face as dark as the bottom of a pot.
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Zhu Ping'an frowned slightly after hearing Examiner Lin's comments about the fat man.
The article is a bit short, but it condenses the essence. In addition, what the hell is "thick-skinned" in Examiner Lin's comment? But if you read the article, how can you tell that you are thick-skinned? You can't just think that someone is fat.
Do you think someone is thick-skinned? This comment made by Examiner Lin is a bit childish. It is inconsistent with the public perception of Examiner Lin. Zhu Pingan couldn't figure out why for a while.
Things shouldn't be that simple, right?
So, Zhu Ping'an looked up at the fat man and asked, "Brother Hu, why did Examiner Lin comment on 'thick-skinned'? Is there any misunderstanding in it?"
"There is no misunderstanding. He is blind, jealous and unable to appreciate my masterpieces and paintings."
The greasy fat man gritted his teeth and said.
"I can't appreciate your masterpieces and so on, Brother Hu, what did you just say, paintings?!"
Zhu Pingan felt uncomfortable listening to this. You claim that there is nothing wrong with your masterpiece, but what the hell is a painting?!
"Oh, the test questions were so easy and casual, I could finish them in one go, and there was a lot of time left with nothing to do, so I drew a picture after the test paper," the greasy fat man said disapprovingly.
What?! You drew a picture after taking the exam?!
When Zhu Ping'an heard this, he was stunned, his mouth twitched, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. Apart from the sentence "nodiewhytry", he really didn't know what to say.
This is an imperial examination, my dear, it’s not playing house. Can you be more serious? If you draw a picture on the back of the test paper, isn’t this committing suicide?
This is equivalent to marking on the test paper! The pictures on the test paper are your test papers. Theoretically speaking, you are cheating. If you do this, even if the king of heaven comes, he will not dare to admit you.
Fraud in the imperial examinations shakes the foundation of rule. This is a serious crime in any feudal dynasty. If the examiner dares to admit you, then not only will his official career be in danger, but his head will also be unsafe.