A certain prefecture and county in Daqian is an inconspicuous one among many counties.
If there is any special place, this is the birthplace of a generation of saints, Duke Zhou.
The title of the sage Duke of Zhou was first coined nearly three thousand years ago.
Of course, this person was originally a cultivator of the Wenfa Sect, and later became a saint through Wenfa.
As for whether it has ascended, there is no record in the ten directions world.
It was around the time of the Zhou Heavenly Tribulation of 500 years of longevity, that the first generation of Zhou Gong disappeared from the world of ten directions.
Subsequent saint titles were actually passed down from generation to generation.
Here, there is also the saint system created by the imperial power based on cultural, spiritual and ideological rule, and the secret promotion of immortal cultivators.
The latest generation of saints was born more than nine hundred years ago, and everyone thought they were dead.
Only those who cultivate immortality know that the sage Zhou Gong of this generation is still concentrating on cultivating Taoism.
Obtaining the title of saint does not mean that you have the strength to enter the upper world of clouds.
In the world of immortal cultivators, literature is only one aspect, the most important thing is the size of one’s fist.
Naturally, mortals don’t know the inside story.
Because this county is the birthplace of the saint, it has also become an internet celebrity check-in place for literati students.
There are always people who want to write and leave poems here.
But what caused a sensation today was the decree issued by Xu Mochen.
In front of the government office in the county town, a large group of people gathered around the place where notice boards were posted.
"The emperor's new decree is to prepare for the launch of the national unified teacher recruitment examination."
"Didn't we talk about the civil imperial examination last time? Why did the name change?"
"Don't you know? It is said that it was the Prime Minister's insistence that the name was changed in order to distinguish it from the orthodox imperial examination."
"As expected of the Prime Minister, I just want to stick to the way of literature. How can literature become popular when all three religions and nine streams are here?"
"Hey, I originally thought that the civil society was about to flourish, but now it seems that your Majesty is crazy..."
This is the opinion of the local gentry and their relatives, and represents the opinion of the middle and upper classes of Daqian mortals.
Studying and career are their exclusive resources.
Children from poor families can only occasionally pick things up.
Most of this group of people are literate and can read, so they were the first to come to see the decree, and then left sighing one by one.
The next ones to come are the children from poor families.
"As expected of the emperor, he is indeed doing something groundbreaking, and we, the children from a humble family, have a good chance of becoming an official."
"Brother, please understand the decree clearly. It refers to the National Teacher Recruitment Examination, which means that your Majesty selects gentlemen who are going to teach."
"It's okay, educating children is our responsibility. Otherwise, it would be worse if we study hard for ten years and have no use."
"In those troubled times, we thought we could rely on the wind and cloud to ascend to the emperor's palace in the morning and be a farmer in the evening, but we didn't know that there was no room for us to show our talents."
"That is, in those troubled times, when everything was in ruins and ruins, we were able to dominate the world within ten years. The only flaw was that there was no way out for me."
"The opportunity has finally come, and my twenty years of hard study are not in vain!"
"Everyone, please pay attention. I want to be a husband or a wife! There seems to be no future."
"Regardless of whether there is a future or not, there is always a path. If you don't go, there will always be people who are willing to go."
"It's just that this exam, I don't know what it is about. Have you noticed that it actually involves some miscellaneous subjects?"
"In the orthodox literature of gentry students, miscellaneous studies and leisure books are not included. Now that your Majesty has opened this hole, I don't know what the deep meaning is."
"The Sacred Heart is unpredictable..."
A wave of students from poor families came, some agreed, some were excited, and some had reservations.
However, Xu Mochen's policy does give them an opportunity, and only idiots don't know how to seize it.
The group of people dispersed, and a new group of people arrived.
Some of these people are holding abacus, some are wearing medical robes, some are barefoot... they all have different shapes and styles.
"I didn't expect that the emperor would dare to risk the disapproval of the world, and even people from all walks of life could take the exam."
"I only have a rough grasp of pen and ink and can't write a few large characters. I'm afraid I can't even write an article in this exam."
"Look carefully, His Majesty said that anyone who can write a skill can participate and is expected to be admitted."
"Orthodox literature will not recognize us. Even if we become teachers, will anyone be willing to learn from us?"
"I don't know, I just know that a stable salary will be enough."
"Let's give it a try, Bufan. I'm good at arithmetic, and I also want to have a successor."
"Me too, I can't write articles, but I have some ideas about mountains, rivers, water conservancy, etc."
"I will make some mechanisms, but I don't know if they will be useful."
"It's hard to say. From ancient times to the present, emperors of all dynasties have regarded our generation as a strange and obscene technique. I'm afraid this time it's just the emperor's whim."
"Not necessarily. Since His Majesty unified the country, he has built a national medical hospital, launched new drugs, established a research institute, and I heard that he recently made some electric lights. It coincides with my generation."
"Really! I've been to Beijing, and the electric lights are incredible."
"I heard that a hydropower station was built. A friend of mine has been to Lanzhou and said it was extremely shocking."
"Hybrid rice is also very good. I have studied farming for many years, but I didn't expect it to be as good as a young emperor."
"Hahaha, he is the emperor after all. The son of destiny, how can he be compared to me."
"I took this exam. Even if I can't write a word, I still have to give it a try."
Technical talents absolutely support Xu Mochen’s policy.
The technologies scattered among the people were first introduced by immortal cultivators. Now the human race has actually made a lot of improvements based on this.
However, they lack unified integration, so they have been unable to break through.
Now in the name of the emperor of the country, open the door to them, and these people will naturally rush forward.
The notice at the gate of the government office attracted almost most people in the county.
Even illiterate farmers, laborers, etc. came to join in the fun and listen.
Amid people coming and going, in the restaurant opposite, sitting on a table near the railing, was a young man with a weak crown.
This young man looks very handsome and has a scholarly air.
His eyes were always fixed on the posted notice.
The more I looked at him, the more tightly I pursed my lips.
While I was thinking, the sound of someone going up the stairs sounded, and two young men in Confucian clothes came up smiling and talking.
Seeing the young man, one of them said: "Yongren, it's almost time, we should be on our way."
Another young man followed the young man's gaze and immediately smiled: "Why do you care about that?
It's just a private examination conducted by His Majesty on a whim.
We are orthodox literary disciples, and we still have to take the imperial examination in the capital."
The young man showed a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just curious."
"Are you worried that they will squeeze your position?" The young man laughed loudly. "Who doesn't know that you, Ouyang Yongren, are the most talented half-step sage among the younger generation of Daqian?"
Young Ouyang Yongren's eyes flashed: "Be careful! It's just a false reputation, not half a sage."