Adults, especially those of considerable age, cannot help but test their schoolwork when they see children of this age. Everyone understands this.
It's just that the person taking the exam is the emperor, and it's on such a grand occasion, so that's unusual.
No matter how everyone behaves on the surface, in fact I don’t know how envious and jealous they are in their hearts. Saying a word to the emperor on this is comparable to years of planning outside.
I don’t know how many people have worked hard to get this opportunity.
Bai Shan is not stupid either. He doesn't know why the fifth prince suddenly pulled him out, but this is indeed an opportunity for him.
Therefore, he quickly ran through what he wanted to say in his mind to avoid making mistakes, and he deliberately slowed down his speaking speed.
He was still a little nervous and his palms were a little sweaty, but when he looked up and saw the strange yet familiar face of the emperor, the scene where they met on the road flashed through his mind, and then he thought of how he had arranged for them to get here step by step.
, his heart suddenly calmed down.
Bai Shan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, what are he afraid of?
Isn't this all his arrangement?
Bai Shan's brain started to work rapidly, and he abandoned many books in an instant, and only said: "The student is reading "Spring and Autumn"."
Who here doesn’t know what books a first-level student of Guozixue can read?
Mainly what he wanted the emperor to ask.
Seeing that he only talked about "Spring and Autumn", the emperor raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "I remember Qi Jinggong asked Confucius about politics. I wonder how Confucius answered?"
Bai Shan cupped his hands and said: "Confucius said: Lord, minister, father, son, son."
The emperor smiled and asked, "Do you think Confucius is right?"
Bai Shan raised his head and glanced at the emperor, lowered his eyes and said: "The words of the saint are naturally correct."
The emperor laughed loudly, stroking his beard and nodding: "That's right, that's true. Lao Wu, you have finally made a good friend. Come on, how about you sit down with the living man and write down today's spring and autumn for him?"
Bai Shan immediately knelt down, saluted and said, "Yes."
The sitting man sitting next to the emperor raised his eyebrows high, looked at the colleague who was assisting him, and then wrote on the booklet: "You asked the young man about the confusion of Qi Jinggong in "Spring and Autumn". The young man replied...
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After he wrote down this paragraph, he nodded to Bai Shan who came forward, stood up and gave him a seat.
Of course, it was impossible for Bai Shan to record and read this book, so he turned over a blank book and gave it to him, and also gave him a set of pen and ink.
Bai Shan thanked him, knelt down beside him, and raised his head to observe the situation in the hall.
His position is particularly good because he can have a panoramic view of the entire scene, including the expressions of the emperor and the queen mother.
What does a living man do?
That is the historian, who specializes in recording the words and deeds of the emperor and everyone else. After recording, they will be sealed. When the emperor dies and the next emperor ascends the throne, these sealed daily records will be compiled, compiled and passed down as history books.
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Most of the future emperor's merits and demerits will come from here.
Therefore, as a layman, the most important thing is to keep records. Bai Shan and others have been taught this from reading history books.
My teacher once said that when writing an article, you only need to remember the key points. No matter how you write, you will never lose sight of the fundamentals, and half the battle is won.
The remaining half depends on literary talent.
Bai Shan, who wrote many policy essays and read the storybooks that Man Bao translated, thought his writing skills were not bad.
As a historian, isn't the most important thing is that the writing is simple and easy to understand, but also has a sense of picture?
I mainly remember the words and deeds of the emperor, followed by the important words of some ministers.
Bai Shan made two points for himself in his mind, and then openly observed the people in the hall, especially the King of Yizhou.
Bai Shan, who knew the inside story well, watched the friendly interaction between the emperor and King Yizhou. He really wanted to write something, but unfortunately, he didn't have the courage.
He was afraid that if he wrote it, the matter would fail.
Bai Shan held up his pen and tried to write down the conversation between the emperor and King Yizhou as impersonally as possible, but he kept humming in his heart.
When Mingda saw her poking her head, he reminded her: "Don't look at it, my father is cultivating your junior brother."
Man Bao nodded, "I know."
But I still can't help but worry. This palace is really dangerous, and it seems that Bai Shan hasn't eaten yet, right?
Man Bao glanced at the mutton in front of him, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. Not to mention, it was really delicious.
She glanced at Bai Erlang and Yin You who were opposite her, winked at them, and told them to eat quickly, and later she would find a way to send some food to Bai Shan.
She glanced at the fifth prince opposite who was already talking to Bai Erlang, and turned to ask Mingda: "His cousin's name is Changbo? Isn't he called Yang Changbo?"
Mingda was eating, and before she had time to answer, Princess Changyu, who was in front of her, pulled a handful of Manbao and said with bright eyes: "Do you know Cousin Yang?"
Mingda couldn't help but cover his mouth with a handkerchief, laughed muffledly for a while and then said: "I'm not ashamed, that's not your cousin."
"What's the point? Lao Wu and I are siblings, so naturally I can call him cousin."
Man Bao said: "The magistrate of our Luojiang County, his nickname is Changbo, and his name is Taboo."
Chang Yu couldn't help stroking his hands and smiling: "That's Cousin Yang, have you seen him?"
Manbao nodded.
Changyu couldn't help but shook her arm and asked, "Do you think he is good-looking?"
Man Bao thought for a moment and then nodded and said, "It does look good."
"What does it mean to be really good-looking?" Princess Changyu was a little dissatisfied and said, "Is there anyone better-looking than Cousin Yang in this world?"
Mingda thought about it seriously, shook his head and said, "It seems not anymore."
Man Bao also thought about it seriously, "It's true, Magistrate Yang is indeed the most handsome person I have ever seen."
Changyu became proud, raised his head and said: "How about it, am I right?"
After saying that, he felt regretful and said, "It's a pity that I was born a few years late. I wish I had been born a few years earlier. I would definitely ask my father to grant me a marriage."
Mingda: "You may not be able to win over other girls from aristocratic families. I heard that Cui's daughter and Wang's daughter almost fought over him in the early years. Fortunately, the direct descendants of the Lu family did not have a young lady of the right age, otherwise they would have fought.
Even more powerful."
Man Bao: "..."
Chang Yu was unconvinced, "I am a princess, am I still inferior to them?"
Mingda smiled and said: "Sister, of course, we have a lot of good things in our hearts, but my father can't just decree a marriage. We still have to ask the Yang family."
Changyu naturally understands this, she can't marry anyone in this world she wants.
Now, she has reached the age to talk about marriage.
She raised her head and looked at the nephews sitting behind the ministers opposite. She glanced at them one by one and sighed: "Compared to Cousin Yang, they are far behind."
Man Bao also looked up. Although they were not as good-looking as Yang Heshu, there were actually quite a few handsome ones. She felt that there was nothing to regret.