Said good Buddha, but the man's bear ambition or cold water can not be quenched, Gu Yuanbai all feel that they are a little erratic, quite some understanding of the mood of the late Kangxi.
Knowing that he was dying, knowing that all the things he had done were for nothing, and even knowing that the future powers that be were right beside him.
But don't want to let go of the power, and don't want to kill the future powers that be, because if you kill the main character in the book, who else can do a better job than the main character?
It was because of this that Gu Yuanbai felt complicated when facing Xue Yuan and Chu Wei.
Since breaking this foot, Gu Yuanbai had peacefully started the three-point-one-line work of going to court, sleeping, and dealing with political affairs in the palace. His body was too delicate, and a small injury looked like it had the visual effect of a serious injury. Gu Yuanbai's ankle swelled up day by day, the bruise was rubbed open half of the instep, he had gotten used to the pain, but the imperial physician was getting sadder and sadder every day.
His Holiness's injuries looked so bad that when they laid hands on them and rubbed them, it felt like they were inflicting a sin.
So after a dozen days, the foot injury finally subsided. And in this dozen days, and Prince sued the sick missing many morning court, at first Gu Yuanbai only thought he was infected with wind cold, under the rainstorm rain home, sick is also expected thing.
But after one after another suing for illness, Gu Yuanbai sensed that something was wrong, and he sent someone with an imperial physician forward to the Prince of Peace's residence so that they could see what was going on.
And at this time, the spring breeze returned, and it was time to post the results of the session examination.
Gu Yuanbai, as the emperor, naturally had the right to be informed in advance, and the Minister of Rites sent the list to him and said with a smile, "The top spot is the only son of Lord Chu's family."
Gu Yuanbai nodded, his eyes going down, looking over the top ten before asking, "Where are the top three papers?"
The Minister of Rites handed the rolls to Gu Yuanbai, who first looked at the approvals of the examiners and then went on to look at the curricula of these three.
This year's policy is Gu Yuanbai personally formulated, one is a three-question Daheng dynasty agricultural policy, the second is to ask the border market, such a topic is very easy to write a big, but if you write a small, to the minutiae, is not easy.
One is to examine whether the students are down-to-earth in the fundamentals of the country, and the second is Gu Yuanbai want to see whether they are short-sighted. If it is a pedantic and unenlightened nerd, it would be better not to hire.
And Gu Yuanbai viewpoints consistent people are employed, the views of the pedantic and inconsistent people will be discarded, long term, Gu Yuanbai's ideas will be implemented more smoothly, the influx of fresh blood into the court will also be in the confrontation with the conservative faction thoroughly become the emperor's loyal guardians.
The imperial examinations, too, can be said to be a process in taming the minds of the intellectuals, so that their minds are to some extent unified with the king.
This year's examiner Gu Yuanbai point is the real government minister, do the real government like down-to-earth, so the final of the first three, the writing of the article is not counted as a piece of beautiful article, but each has the idea, can fit the situation of the country write solid.
Gu Yuanbai looked at each one carefully and couldn't help but smile when he saw the last one, "Well written!"
The Minister of Rites was curious, went up to see, it turned out to be the third place a scholar from Shandong to write the curricula.
Ranked in the front of Shandong scholars, whether Chu Wei or Chang Yuyin, are fluent far-reaching, read up to let a person sound good article, this is written in a simple and unadorned, with words streamlined and uninteresting, if not the content of the real colorful, afraid that will not be point for the third place.
Now look at the saint to see seriously, the minister of propriety can not help but sigh the examiner's acumen, but also sigh this student's luck, look at the saint's appearance, Mo about is this student to completely remember.
Gu Yuanbai read this one article back and forth several times, and finally raised his eyes and memorized the name of the person who had written such an exquisite article.
Kong Yilin, Qingzhou Prefecture, Shandong Province.
*
There were already layers and layers of people gathered in front of the gates of the Tribute Academy.
When the soldier came out of the courtyard with the red paper, the people gathered here clamored and pushed forward. The soldier said angrily, "Don't push! Don't push! Step back!"
Red paper a posted out, surrounded by this readers have long lost the usual poise, hands clenched, eyes are to stare out of the eye sockets, the heart in the chest thumping, afraid to miss a word.
"Quickly, quickly, the bulletin is posted!"
"I won I won!" Soon there were ecstatic voices, "I won!"
Both sides of the restaurant teahouse is also full of people, some people listen to the bustle below, really can not help but stand by the railing stretched his neck to the ground floor, heart burning very much, but the neck stretched out to be broken can not see a word on the red paper.
The man who sent the boy down to look at the list forced his face to be calm, but his eyes were already lifeless, sweeping from time to time down the stairs, every second that passed was torture.
The day of the release of the list of all kinds of people, some people smile and laugh, some people smile at the corner of the mouth implicit self-congratulation, some people lost their souls, disheveled, looking at the red paper, as if the whole person has lost the hope of living.
The ecstatic people are very happy, a sound of "hit!" Causing the envious gazes of others, one towards the sky and the other towards the ground, a piece of red paper will make many people crazy about it.
Chu Wei was originally sitting calmly in the teahouse and sipping tea, but a loud cheer and whimpering pain also clearly affected him, and he furrowed his brows and unobtrusively glanced a few times at the stairs.
His fellow student shook his head on the side and said, "Chu Wei ah Chu Wei, I really did not think that you actually participated in the examination."
Chu Wei retracted his sight, and gave a nonchalant "hmm".
The stairs of the second floor suddenly came a rush of footsteps, Chu Wei could not help but put down his cup and looked toward the back, but he saw that it was another lifer's boy, his hair messy and full of joy shouting, "Got it! Master you won!"
Chu Wei's heart also followed a little faster, he simply stood up, ignoring the flirting of his fellow students, stood at the window and looked toward the front of the Tribute Academy.
The people there have dispersed a lot, most of the remaining are disheveled people who can not believe that they did not get on the list, Chu Wei's heart skipped a beat, lips pursed straight, could it be that he really fell off the list?
With a flash of his afterglow, Chu Wei looked across the street, and there was also a suave male gentleman standing in front of the window of the restaurant across the street, and the male gentleman saw him as well, and the smile at the corner of his mouth froze, and then he politely nodded his head towards Chu Wei.
Chu Wei knows who this is, he is the strong enemy in the mouth of the scholar who said big words before the examination, Chang Yuyan.
Chang Yuyin reputation outside, repeatedly produced masterpieces famous fugue, now look at his appearance, should also have not been informed of their own ranking on the list.
Chu Wei also nodded faintly towards Chang Yuyan, and with a turn of his eyes, he saw that there was another person sitting at the table next to Chang Yuyan.
The man's hand was out the window, spinning the jug loosely in his hand, and the jug looked like it could fall out of his hand and hit the ground the next moment.
This person is extremely sharp, the next moment perceived Chu Wei's line of sight, eyebrows shaded towards this side, Chu Wei in this horrifying glance under the face does not change the line of sight, the heart intuition that this person is definitely not a good person.
"Young master!"
Behind him suddenly came a familiar voice, Chu Wei was shocked, immediately turned around, and when he saw the face of his own boy in ecstasy, his heart instantly jumped up quickly.
"It's the top spot! Young master, you've won the top prize! Huiyuan! It's the first prize!"
The crowd swished towards Chu Wei, filling the room with a sudden clamor.
Fellow students were shocked, he dropped the tea bowl, excitedly went up and patted Chu Wei, "Chu ZiGu ah Chu ZiGu, you even won the Huiyuan!"
As if awakened by this sound, the whole house of people are crowded up towards Chu Wei congratulations, coquettish words one layer on top of the other, ear noisy and completely indistinguishable from who is talking.
Chu Wei took a deep breath as he came back to his senses, the corners of his lips hooked up with intent.
Seven years ago, he was a demobilizer, and seven years later, he'll be a clubman.
He's just one scholar away. Will the Emperor give it to him?
*
After the announcement of the rankings of the examination, a few happy and a few sad. But the list of tributary students but can not care to participate in a variety of banquets, because five days later, they will enter the palace to participate in the temple examination.
To be able to face the Holy Face and hear the teachings of the Holy Spirit is definitely the most important thing in one's life, and no one dares to slack off on it.
The people in the Ministry of Rites were busy working overtime, needing to measure clothes and train the tributes in manners and etiquette. The Daheng dynasty has no cabinet, so the questions for the palace examination were prepared and handed over to the Hall of Government, the Privy Council and the Hall of Government are two of the most efficient organizations in the entire Daheng administration, and the questions were prepared and handed over to Gu Yuanbai in the evening of the second day after the results of the examination were posted.
Gu Yuanbai chose a few questions from it, integrated them with his own ideas, and after giving the questions to the Ministry of Rites, he, the emperor, was fine.
In the waiting for the temple examination of kung fu, Gu Yuanbai summoned to the ministers of the political affairs hall, his ideas in the zhangzuo reform statute mentioned, the adults in the political affairs hall carefully think for a moment, one of them surnamed zhou's adults said: "Your Holiness, verbally speaking to the ministers and so on are still confused, not if the ministers try to your Holiness said the 'form', 'chart' and 'template' written on paper to see? ', 'charts' and 'templates' on paper?"
"Why bother?" Gu Yuanbai picked up his pen, "I'll do it."
Gu Yuanbai while moving the pen, while slowing down to explain the role of these three things, the table square, a few horizontal and vertical rows, the original messy crowded in a piece of content is clear. Chart is on top of this visual representation of data, Gu Yuanbai even drew three examples of diagrams, and wrote down the Arabic numerals, said: "charts and tables, involving the number of these writing methods."
As for the zhangzuo, or the use of Chinese characters to write, this point can not be moved. Gu Yuanbai explained for half an hour, and the combination of theory and practice hands drew many tables and charts, trying to let the courtiers understand the role of the table, and when they nodded, and then simply wrote a classic template for the petition.
Fewer words, better organized, a little uncomfortable to look at, and a little too cold and direct, but these ministers who are busy with politics day and night know how much less work these things can be.
After His Holiness finished writing, the piece of paper was passed back and forth by all the courtiers, and Gu Yuanbai asked, "What do all the lords think?"
Political Affairs Hall as Gu Yuanbai ruling political affairs of a hand, each know Gu Yuanbai's thoughts, they quickly nodded, "the saint rest assured, this method of the first learning although not accustomed to, but accustomed to after will certainly save a lot of time, the ministers and so on this will be the method of distribution down."
"I'll let the new subjects go to the local states and counties will bring this law," Gu Yuanbai gently nodded, "after May, if you do not use this way of writing up the zhengzuo of the provinces and counties, the political affairs hall is not allowed to look through, hit back and order it to re-correct; if the zhengzuo of the content of the upside down ambiguous, three times or two times do not change the person, it will be immediately Dismissal."
The faces of the people in the Political Affairs Hall were solemn as they said, "Yes!"
Gu Yuanbai satisfied to let people scattered, his mood at this time is still good, the corner of the lips slightly hooked up, the light will be happy. The chief of guards accompanied him in the palace walking, in the brothers urged hard to hold out a sentence, "the saint wants to see cuju?"
Gu Yuanbai froze and turned his head to look at him, and the head guard's handsome face reddened as if he had done something wrong, revealing an apprehensive and uneasy look.
The rear guards lowered their heads, either their ears were red or their necks were red, each tall and robust son or daughter, in the face of this him, it was as if they had become a wriggling little girl.
Gu Yuanbai was amused, "Are you guys trying to kick it to me?"
"......" The head guard reddened to the roots of his ears, "All of my ministers love to play cuju, and all of them are good at juggling balls. If the saint is too bored, ministers and others can kick a game to the saint to relieve boredom."
The saint did not say good or bad, but looked around, and then looked at a tree flower. The saint stretched out his hand, holding the wide sleeve, white wrist out, fingertips twisted the flower branch, gently folded, red with pink tree flowers will be the saint was folded in the hands of the saint.
"Then let this flower be the prize," the saint smiled as he twirled it, "and whichever team wins will be rewarded."
The head of the guards glanced into the hands of the saint, although his face was still red, but his eyes clearly wrote that he wanted to win, the desire to win stirred up this group of guards, and as they walked towards the cuju field, they had split into two teams, each other's eyes were not eyes and noses were not noses, and no one could see who was not good enough.
Tian Fusheng took a white handkerchief and wrapped it around the flower branch, and was going to hold it himself when Gu Yuanbai said, "I'll do it."
Gu Yuanbai's hands were already dirty from picking the flowers, so there was no need to pay attention to this. Tian Fusheng pinched his throat painfully and said, "Your Holiness, I'm afraid you'll get tired!"
Gu Yuanbai glanced at him lightly and scolded with a smile, "Get lost."
Tian Fusheng hemmed and hawed and ran behind Gu Yuanbai to squeeze his shoulders.
The saint likes cuju, the palace also has a large cuju field, the guards changed into a thin shirt, chasing a cuju kicked tiger on the field, let people look at the excitement, a lot of palace guards can not open their eyes, but also have to be hard to press down the cheering clamor, suffocated face is red.
This cuju match was played for a full hour, and when the guards came off the field sweating, the heat from their bodies could scald the air and distort it slightly.
The chief of the guards came over with his subordinates, not daring to get too close to Gu Yuanbai for fear that his sweat would offend His Holiness, "Your Holiness, my team won."
But even though the head guard was standing so far away, Gu Yuanbai still felt the heat from their bodies, such healthy, tall bodies that Gu Yuanbai inevitably soured.
The head guard's expression was slightly shy, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at His Holiness, and his body, which was only wearing a thin shirt, was as stiff as a log.
Gu Yuanbai sighed in dark despondency and handed the delicate and blooming tree flower in his hand to the head guard, snickering, "There are twelve of you, but I have only one flower here, how should this be distributed?"
Cuju rules in Daheng Dynasty followed the old system, and the double goal cuju tournament in Han Dynasty was still used for military practice. The Daheng Dynasty was no exception, and at least in Gu Yuanbai's opinion, it was a good thing for the country and its subjects that the higher-ups enjoyed such a healthy and simple sport.
Upward and downward effect, Daheng dynasty students body than only read the pure literati to be healthy on some, the people more or less will be some cuju, and follow the saint side of these people, play the trick is even more dazzling.
Taking a flower to buy a ticket for this exquisite match, Gu Yuanbai felt it was too much of a bully.
However, those who were rewarded were very happy, and while they were bustling, a eunuch hurried over with two imperial doctors in the distance, and when he saw Gu Yuanbai, he knelt down on the ground, "Your Holiness, the youngest has returned with the two adults."
These were the very people who had been sent to the Prince of Harmony's residence, and Gu Yuanbai collected his smile and sat down before asking in a slow voice, "How is the Prince of Harmony's health?"
One of the imperial physicians respectfully said, "I stayed in Prince He's residence to observe for three days, and after my speculations, Prince He is not seriously ill, but seems to be suffering from a heart disease."
Heart disease?
Gu Yuanbai furrowed his brows, first waved away the idle people, let Tian Fusheng give the two imperial physicians a seat, and only after seeing them sit firmly did he pick up the teacup and scrape away the tea leaves, not moving, "What kind of heart disease is it?"
The imperial physician's expression was ashamed, "I do not know."
"The Prince of Peace is unwilling to see the ministers, listen to what the Princess said, and the Prince of Peace under the gatekeeper personally exhortation has not made the Prince of Peace open his face."
Gu Yuanbai paused for a moment, lowering his eyes to quietly watch the ripples that swirled up in the cup.
The Prince of Harmony had become so strange since that day of the storm and thunderstorm, and upon closer examination, of the words he had spoken with the Prince of Harmony that day, it seemed that only the words about Lu Feng would irritate him.
The Prince of Harmony doesn't want to be detained in the capital, he wants military power.
The gatekeeper's door-to-door persuasion did not make the Prince happy, that is, the Prince is willing to meet the gatekeeper.
He is willing to see the gatekeeper, but he dares to refuse to see the person I sent there.
Gu Yuanbai's eyes sank.
Gu Zhao ...... You had better not be hitting any ideas that will annoy me.
"Prepare the carriage," Gu Yuanbai made an instant decision, he stood up, the young son of heaven's face filled with the calmness before the storm, "Set up a carriage for the Prince of Harmony's mansion, I'm going to personally go and look at this good elder brother of mine."