In a school hall that had been converted into an examination room, Yan Yi held a wooden sign and, with the help of a guard responsible for guiding the work, found his seat and knelt down.
Then, he turned around and saw a familiar face.
"Master Fuyan, has he also come to take the exam?" Yan Yi lowered his head and thought.
Of course I know my father, Yan Yanyi. There are only a few aliens who learn the art of vertical and horizontal movements in Qilu.
Yan Yi looked around again, and strange faces came into view.
"The competition is indeed fierce..." Yan Yi thought as he looked at the examination room.
But no matter how fierce it is, he must win this exam, because... this is related to the future of Confucianism!
In fact, Yan Yi did not need to take part in this so-called examination at all. His family was a prominent local family in Jinan, and his ancestor was the Confucian sage Yan Hui. With such a background, it was not a problem at all to be elected as an official by the local government.
However, when Yan Yi heard about the examination on his study tour, he immediately rushed to Chang'an all night long.
Since Shusun Tong, Confucians have tried every means to make a difference in politics.
However, over the past fifty years since the establishment of the Han Dynasty, various efforts have not achieved much results.
Liu's attitude towards Confucianism has always been to respect but not attach importance to it.
To change this unfavorable situation, a prince who is inclined to Confucianism is the key!
"If I can pass the exam, I can learn from Chao Cuo and promote my Confucianism through a subtle influence on His Highness Liu De..." As the eleventh direct descendant of Yan Hui, the education Yan Yi has received since he was a child is
: The lintel of the gate is illuminated, and the eyebrows are raised with pride, and the king, Yao and Shun are sent forward.
Therefore, at this moment, Yan Yi felt a sense of mission urging and spurring him.
At this time, the examination room suddenly became silent. Surrounded by a group of fully armed soldiers, a man walked up to the high platform in the center of the school grounds and announced loudly: "According to the imperial edict and the order of His Highness Prince Liu De, a certain person announced
, the first session of the examination begins!"
"The test question is: I heard from Liu Dejin that all the schools of thought have reached the same goal through different paths, but each has its own expression. Please try to use the words of the sages to discuss it in the current world..."
After hearing this question, many people, including Yan Yi, were a little surprised.
"This topic..." Yan Yi thought: "It's too broad..."
"All schools of thought?" On the other side, Master Fu Yan also murmured and wondered: "In this case, wouldn't it mean that even novelists and the Yin and Yang family can enter the house?"
Although the vertical and horizontal skills he learned were not prominent at the time, at least his ancestors were richer. And novelists and Yin Yang family, what are they? One specializes in the gossip and rumors that the mud-legged people at the bottom of the market like, and the other is simply a god.
Some things that the stick gods only learned...
But there was no way to refute or object.
Because, in essence, the theories and thoughts of all the schools of thought have the same origin - "Yi".
All the schools of thought, including Confucianism, Mohism, Legalism, Huang Lao, Yin-Yang, etc., recognized and respected only one saint - Duke Zhou.
However, this little unhappiness and confusion were quickly forgotten by the master father. It was very precious to have an opportunity to explain and promote the art of vertical and horizontal to the royal family in an honest and fair manner!
Thinking like this, Zhu Fuyan felt that his whole body was full of strength.
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At this time, dozens of officers carried some things wrapped in cloth and walked into the examination room. Then, they opened the cloth bags, revealing items that had never been seen before.
These officers distributed the thin white things in order one by one to the desks of each scholar.
"This is a piece of white paper. Your Highness has ordered that this examination paper will replace the bamboo slips and be used as the test paper for answering questions!" A servant placed two pieces of white paper in front of Yan Yi and introduced them.
Yan Yi took the two pieces of white paper distributed to him, his eyes a little dazed.
Touching the 'white paper', Yan Yi was like a curious child, wanting to find out if there was any connection between the 'white paper' and the silk. Unfortunately, he touched it again and again and looked at it.
After checking it again, I didn't find that this 'white paper' had any silky characteristics.
"I'm afraid this white paper will replace silk books from now on..." Yan Yi thought to himself. Because he didn't know the cost of this white paper, Yan Yi could only dare to think this way at this time.
As for the scholars who were businessmen, the moment they received this piece of paper, they immediately knew that this was a new way to make money!
If nothing else, the nobles and princes will definitely like this new white thing.
"If you can get the manufacturing process of this white paper, you can make a fortune immediately!" Countless people's eyes have turned blood red. For these people, the results of the examination are not that important now, as long as they can get
With this white paper manufacturing technology, my family will become the next millionaire!
If you have money, are you still afraid of not having an official position?
Amid all these thoughts, the examination officially began.
Holding the ink pen and writing on the white paper, Master Yan just thought, this white paper is really good!
Not only is every word written in ink very clear, unlike bamboo slips, you won’t have to write hard because the ink is not clear.
The most important thing is that you can write more content by writing on paper than writing on bamboo slips.
A scroll of bamboo slips, with hundreds of words written on it, is already amazing!
But now, on a piece of white paper, if you control it carefully, you can write at least a thousand words.
what does that mean?
Master Fu Yan couldn’t be more clear!
Previously, a "Tao Te Ching" had a total of 5,000 words, but to write it on bamboo slips, it took several rolls of bamboo slips, and the weight alone was several kilograms. But with white paper, four or five pieces of white paper,
You can copy all the contents of the Tao Te Ching, and its weight is probably less than two copper coins!
After such a comparison, Master Fu Yan knew that sooner or later, this blank piece of paper would completely eliminate the bamboo slips, and all schools of thought would probably enter a reshuffle period.
"After the exam, I will write to the teacher immediately, asking the teacher to come to Chang'an and see the blank paper!" Master Yan thought in his heart.
He has been keenly aware that with the emergence of this blank piece of paper, the speed and method of dissemination of the thoughts and knowledge of various schools of thought will change from now on.
It is no exaggeration to say that whoever takes the lead in this change may become the mainstream in the future!
On the other side, Yan Yi also had the same idea.
"I have to write a letter to Mr. Dong and Mr. Hu. With this blank piece of paper, I, Confucianism, must seize the opportunity!"
Compared with the thoughts of Yan Yi and Master Yan, Sima Xiangru had a different attitude.
"This white paper is really useful. It would be great if I can find a place to buy it after the exam is over. I will definitely buy more!" Sima Xiangru, who was writing beautiful poems on the paper, thought,
Now he just feels that this blank paper is tailor-made for poems and poems like his!
Sima Xiangru had a stutter and had difficulty speaking, but because of this, he could devote all his attention to creation.
The appearance of white paper made him fall in love with this thin piece of paper immediately.
In the past, he would write at most three to five poems a year.
But after seeing the blank paper, especially after experiencing it personally, Sima Xiangru felt that he could write at least thirty or forty poems a year, which in total would be one hundred thousand or even hundreds of thousands words in length.
In this case……
"Just by the number of words, I can become the best poet in the world!" As long as Sima Xiangru thought about this, his face would immediately turn red with excitement, and he could not restrain himself. In such a mood, Sima Xiangru
Ru's literary thoughts were like a fountain, and inspiration kept bursting out. It only took less than half an hour to fill two pieces of white paper with words.
Then, he stood up and asked: "Can... can... hand in... the paper?"
As a result, he became the first person to hand in the paper in the three examination rooms.
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