In the early morning of the next day, Lan Congxi went out to impeach the imperial censor Chen Cisheng, Gong Fu, Chen Shixi, Chen Ni and others for making false claims about military affairs, deceiving the emperor and damaging the military situation.
Zhao Ji, who was sitting on the throne, was originally a little ashamed of this incident. When he saw that his ministers had already found a scapegoat, he immediately demoted the above four people to Qiongzhou as minor officials.
This matter was Yang Lin's idea, but he did not regret it. In order to fight for power, these four civil servants went so far as to instruct the emperor to issue an edict to interfere with the frontline generals. What was even more annoying was that their reason was that Taiyi Palace was on fire.
, simply ridiculous.
In their eyes, party struggle is stronger than anything else, and they do not hesitate to sacrifice frontline soldiers and external war situations for this purpose.
This is because the Song Dynasty was too kind to the scholar-bureaucrats. In other dynasties, they would have killed their heads and ransacked their homes.
Cai Jing took the opportunity to go out and loudly said: "Shenzong created the law and established the system. The late emperor inherited it, but it has been changed twice. The national plan has not yet been determined. The official family should inherit the legacy of my father and brother and introduce new laws. I am willing to work to the death to assist my emperor."
Cai Jing's words were not without purpose. He had long heard from his chamberlains that the emperor wanted to restore the New Deal, so he went along with it.
Sure enough, Zhao Ji was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately promoted Cai Jingguan to Grand Master. He was already a very popular minister.
Bianliang, Changle Tower.
The three-legged gilt animal head incense burner placed on the red sandalwood flower table emitted curls of green smoke, and bursts of soothing incense filled the elegant room upstairs.
Yang Lin, who had started to participate in these political affairs before entering the court, was preparing for the exam carefully in Changle Tower. Three old Taoist priests were invited upstairs today to discuss "Yisu" with Xingke Shengyuan.
What is Yi Shu? To put it bluntly, it is a method of divination through the "Book of Changes". To put it more bluntly, it is fortune telling.
Yang Lin listened a lot, spoke very little, and nodded constantly.
The Book of Changes has its own mysteries, and of course there are also obscure places. Fortunately, Yang Lin only focused on the issue of the Book of Changes. As long as the three veterans digressed slightly and talked about other things, Yang Lin would immediately bring him back.
The three veteran Taoists didn't know why Xingke Shengyuan did not study the classics and history and prepare for the imperial examination, but were so interested in these divination matters. But this was obviously a good thing for them, so they explained it with more effort.
"Everything that is still in existence is like a river, a mountain, or a stone, and you cannot use hexagrams." The old Taoist priest shook his head, and Yang Lin secretly remembered it by heart.
"Whenever you divine the heavens, do not separate them into parts. Look at all the hexagrams in full, and deduce the five elements in detail."
"Taoist Priest, what do you mean by this statement? Please give me some advice."
When the old Taoist priest heard that the provincial minister was asking for advice so humbly, he was filled with pride. He pinched his snow-white beard and started to explain.
After a sound of footsteps, a faint fragrance floated, and Ning'er entered the room carrying a tea tray, a trace of worry appeared on her pretty face.
The imperial examination is coming soon, and if Dalang is still here talking to others, isn't he not doing his job properly?
I wanted to try my best to persuade, but I was afraid that the taste of the cane would not be easy to bear. Despite his young age, Da Lang had a surprisingly bad temper. He loved to try his best to abuse others. Yesterday, he was punished for saying one more word.
I bent over, bent my knees and buttocks to play the drum, and Dalang played a song called "General's Order" and forced me to harmonize and sing the lyrics. The tip of my buttocks is still aching.
The little beauty's heart moved, and she came up with an idea. After putting down the tea tray, she said softly: "Da Lang, it's getting late. The three Taoist priests have to go back to the mountain. Don't delay the Taoist priest's schedule."
This place is Changle Pavilion. Although the three Taoist priests are outsiders, they have heard of the reputation of Ning'er Oiran, who was dubbed the most talented woman in Bianliang, and they all expressed their gratitude.
This is to surround Wei and rescue Zhao, and drive away the three old Taoists. I am afraid that you will not review the classics and history. Ning'er feels a little proud in her heart.
Yang Lin was excited when he heard it, but was interrupted by her, frowning and saying: "The three Taoist priests and I hit it off, go and ask the kitchen to prepare a table of food and wine, and then let them open three upper rooms. Tonight, the Taoist priests will not leave."
I'm back."
Ning'er felt a pain in her heart. Could it be that Dalang was just like what was said in her poem, and his fame and fame were like clouds of smoke? Fortunately, she knew that the imperial examination was about ranking. After all, with the status of Jinshi, she could become an official in the court. She
The rest of his life is tied to him, and he can only follow his ups and downs. Of course, he hopes that Yang Lin can steadily enter his official career.
It wasn't until the lanterns came on and Yang Lin finished eating that he said: "Listening to your words is better than ten years of reading. I would like to thank the Taoist priests for their generous teachings. It's a pity that I have to take the imperial examination tomorrow, so I won't discuss Taoism with you by candlelight. Let's talk some other time."
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"Mr. Shogyuan, go to bed quickly. The imperial examination is the top priority. We can discuss the easy way out another day."
Yang Lin chuckled and thought to himself, if the eunuch Yang Jian hadn't told him, who in the world would have thought that the question of how to easily count this time was the question of the imperial examination——
During the Great Song Dynasty Palace Examination, one entered the palace at 3:00 a.m., which when converted to later generations, was approximately 6:30 in the morning.
In the early spring, when the sky was still dark at Mao Shi, the imperial guards used the court carriages to bring the scholars of this department into Xuandemen.
Yang Lin looked around and didn't see a few familiar figures. Yangzhou, unlike Suzhou and Hangzhou, had never been a major place for imperial examinations.
The scholars around him were all a little nervous, but Yang Lin was the only one who was relaxed and cheerful. Firstly, this guy had received the report and was confident; secondly, he came from a later generation and did not have the respect for monarchy in this era.
Seeing how calm he was, a middle-aged man couldn't help but feel impressed. He cupped his fists and said, "Hello, brother, I am Zhao Zhou from Hangzhou."
Yang Lin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Yangzhou, Yang Lin."
"It turns out to be Mr. Shogen, so disrespectful and disrespectful."
"Where, where."
The official from the Ministry of Rites heard the conversation behind them and turned back to glare at them dissatisfied. The two of them laughed together and stopped talking.
Halfway through the journey, the carriage stopped in front of a row of tall palaces. Yang Lin jumped out of the carriage with the scholars. An official from the Ministry of Etiquette shouted: "Everyone, please line up and come with me to bathe and change clothes!"
After a busy trip, we finally arrived at the examination room, which is the Daqing Hall, the center of power in the world.
Outside the hall, an official from the Ministry of Etiquette, with a solemn face, extraordinary appearance, and neat robes, sang loudly: "The time has come, the candidates enter the hall."
The test papers and examination tables in the main hall had been prepared for a long time. Yang Lin took a look and asked in a low voice: "Why are there no chairs?"
Zhao Zhou kept his eyes fixed and said softly: "This is our tradition in the Song Dynasty Palace Examination, which is to take a written examination while standing."
Writing calligraphy while standing requires a lot of wrist strength. If the scholar is weak and sick, and some people are inevitably nervous, they may not be able to survive the exam for most of the day.
Fortunately, even if he quits midway, there will not be any serious impact. The most he can be rated is fifth level. In the end, he will still be given a Jinshi background. These do not involve moral faults. The Song Dynasty is still relatively tolerant to scholars.
In the end, the results of the palace examination and the provincial examination were combined to give a fifth grade.
Among them, those who pass the first and second class exams and rank in the top twenty will have the opportunity to be interviewed by the emperor in person, and the number one, second and third overall picks will be among them.
The top 20 scholars, the second best scholar, and the third best scholar are all ranked on the top 1 list and are called Jin Scholars. Even if the top 20 scholars do not get the top three, they can still be ranked on the 2 top list and are awarded Jin Scholar status.
If your grades are third-class, of course you will not have the opportunity to interview. Being on the top three list is also a reward for being a Jinshi. However, in future competitions among colleagues, your ranking will not be as good as the second-class list, and your status will be slightly lower.
Those with grades in the fourth and fifth grades will be ranked on the B list and be awarded the same background as Jinshi.
After the test questions were handed out, the originally quiet Daqing Hall suddenly erupted into a burst of exclamations.
Cai Jing and other prime ministers, as invigilators, of course knew the reason for their exclamations. Cai Jing took a step forward, pressed his hands, and said dissatisfied: "Quiet, everyone be quiet, answer the questions with peace of mind!"
Zhao Ji was sitting on the dragon throne high up, watching everyone's reactions with worry.
Everyone in the hall didn't know where to start, but there was only one person who took his time and wrote freely. Zhao Ji looked around and saw that it was Yang Lin who had once met and proposed the Cuju League.