Thank you to the book friend: "How can you bear to be the reward of the leader who has never agreed to love" and becomes the 31st leader of this book. Thank you!

Yu Qian pretended to be calm and listened. The imperial examination was over. There was no need to memorize the palace examination by rote, but the test was comprehensive ability.

"... Under the premise of sea transportation and large-scale planting of potatoes, the canal transportation has actually become decadent, but it cannot be abolished suddenly. At least people need to maintain the smooth flow of the river. This is not only the transportation of goods from south to north, but also the key, Tingyi, let me tell you."

"Ah? Oh!"

Yu Qian was stunned and said quickly in Xie Jin's joking gaze: "Students thought it was a transport of troops. If there was a chaos in the north and south, with a canal, the Ming Dynasty could quickly mobilize the army."

"Um."

Xie Jin took a sip of tea and said, "Today's report is released, and it seems that you are also resting, so let's take a rest for half a day."

"Students are ashamed, and they will never be able to conquer fame and fortune."

"After seeing through fame and fortune, that is the saint. What Dehua hates the most is the saint, hahahaha!"

Xie Jin laughed and said, "Famousness and wealth should be there, but the original intention should be correct. If the heart is not correct, fame and wealth are harmful. Do you understand? Dehua himself said that what he most wanted was to make a Duke, and then do nothing, and flirt with the little girl and the eldest daughter-in-law all day long. This is the joy of life!"

"You are still young, uh! Although Dehua can't be too big for you, his experience is incomparable to you. Just grind it, don't be restless. Even if you win, you still have to grind it slowly in the officialdom. After you grind it into the mood and anger, it will be almost done."

Yu Qian felt a little confused. Although his father had told him this, he was not as cruel and cruel as Xie Jin said.

"Being an official means being a person. If you don't know how to be a person, don't think about being an official, otherwise there will be no good results."

Xie Jin finished the lecture and stood up and said, "The first-class guy has already gone to read the list and will come to report the news later. Don't the princess want to teach Tudou and the others' poetry? Go copy one and keep quiet."

"Oh by the way!"

Xie Jin remembered something and said, "Do you know what Ma Su did when he passed the exam for the scholar? Digging a hole! Dehua forced him to dig a hole with the merchants. His palms were covered with blood bubbles. Those who came to report the good news could not believe that this was a scholar. You... try your best!"

Yu Qian was shocked. In this era when scholars were superior, there were scholars who dig holes when they issued the results. If they were told, they would inevitably be despised as mud legs.

Why is this?

What can I do if I have to continue the decency of a scholar?

Yu Qian returned to his residence, took out paper and pen, and began to copy poems suitable for children of the age of potato.

The princess is very kind, but a little naughty.

And Tudou does not have the bad habits of the children of powerful people, it is like a child.

Yes, it's a child, an ordinary child!

Ma Su seemed more and more steady, and was well-intentioned and neither humble nor arrogant.

Even Fang Xing didn't look like a uncle. He could talk and chat with the merchants, and talk about state affairs with the emperor and the prince, and did not be proud of his status.

So what about me?

Yu Qian looked out the window and thought blankly, then shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued to copy.

What am I? A scholar who doesn’t even know whether he can pass the exam, let alone Xing and Bo, even Ma Su is beyond my reach.

What am I proud of?

What am I proud of?

What am I looking forward to?

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and I should walk slowly step by step.

His mind was pure and his writing was smooth. In just half an hour, Yu Qian copied out more than fifty poems suitable for children in his memory.

But he did not get up, but copied it again.

"I've won! I've won!"

Yu Qian did not get up, but continued to copy the last poem, and then murmured: "What's the use of being the sixth place in the provincial examination? If you can't manage the world, you are a corrupt scholar!"

"Tingyi! Come out!"

Xie Zhenliang shouted outside the door, his voice happy.

Yu Qian washed the pen and put it in the wooden box, then went out.

Outside the door, Xie Zhenliang said happily: "You are safe, congratulations, you are defeated."

Without mentioning the ranking, Yu Qian knew that his ranking would probably not be good.

"My father told you not to read those books, go out for a walk, ask about farmland and villages, see those merchants, ask Ma Su and Huang Zhong, grasping current affairs is the right way, and you must apply what you have learned."

"Thank you Mr. Jie for your teachings, and students are kindly taught!"

Yu Qian was not ecstatic about the list and thanked him very calmly.

"You have realized it!"

Xie Zhenliang praised: "Although it is difficult to be unaware of favor and disgrace, it is essential for those who are ambitious. You are not bad."

"Mr. Yu, when you heard that you were in the test, I asked me to send you pen, ink, paper and inkstones, as well as a book from the master."

Muhua came out with a basket and handed it to Yu Qian.

"Thank you, Madam."

Yu Qian took the basket, Jie Zhenliang became familiar with him, so he picked up the book and read it for a while, then closed the book, and said with a reluctance: "Tingyi, Master Bo values ​​you very much!"

Yu Qian thanked Zhang Shuhui, then picked up the book and looked at the cover with the word "My Country" written on it, and asked, "What kind of book is this? Why doesn't Brother Zhenliang read it?"

Xie Zhenliang smiled bitterly and said, "I will not be allowed to read this calligrapher's father."

Yu Qian was curious and opened the book, which contained a directory index, and the first directory was...

People’s livelihood!

Then there is agriculture, military, commerce, industry... and finally diplomacy.

Yu Qian took a deep breath, closed the book decisively and handed it to Jie Zhenliang, saying in panic: "Brother Zhenliang, this is the book of the emperor! Students dare not read it."

Xie Zhenliang said disapprovingly: "You made this mistake. Master Bo said that what an emperor should learn is to look at people and use people. The rest is just a little understanding. Those who have been studying the scriptures for a long time are fools."

"I just read the beginning of the business. My uncle wrote really wonderfully."

Xie Zhenliang knew that Yu Qian was stubborn, so he tempted: "The greater the value you created for me, I will give you the greater the reward. When you can no longer create value for me, it is a waste. On the contrary, when the reward you provide cannot reflect my value, it is also a waste. This is human nature, and those who can transcend human nature are loyalty in everyone's mouth!"

Yu Qian pondered and said, "Your Majesty's words can be expanded, from the ninth level of heaven to the rising and the small people... This is describing human nature!"

"Human nature is greedy, and people are born to pursue profit. This is what Bo Ye said. Tingyi, please take a good look."

Fang Xing was vaguely numerically numerically embellishing the values ​​in the court. Yu Qian understood and bowed and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhenliang, the students will read carefully. After that, they have made great progress and dare not forget it."

Xie Zhenliang smiled and said, "Bo Ye has no ambition as a powerful minister, and he does not need others to return. He is just looking for those who are in harmony with Taoism. Ambition is a world of romance and Taoism, and Taoism is a practical study, and abandon metaphysical boastful talk. Tingyi, Bo Ye has a lofty ambition, Taisun is full of energy, and the Ming Dynasty has great potential!"

...

"Father, the Ming Dynasty has great potential!"

Zhu Di looked at the list of tribute scholars in his hand, and then looked at Zhu Gaochi's pride that seemed to all the heroes in the world and said expressionlessly: "Most of them are not available. Is this the heroes in the world? It's ridiculous!"

Every time I was selected for the imperial examination, I didn’t know how many people would fall in the hardships of the officialdom, and how mediocre they would eventually be valued by the king.

Zhu Gaochi said embarrassedly: "Father, the whole world is in my heart. Even if there are wise men, that is from the Ming Dynasty."

This is the meaning of meat rotting in the pot. Zhu Di said disdainfully: "What's the use of not being able to do things? If you don't distinguish between grains and not diligent in the four bodies, it's better than Wanwan. This is a good person to speculate on people's hearts, but not understand government affairs. What do you think Yu Qian?"

Zhu Di mentioned Wanwan, and Zhu Gaochi was a little disappointed, and then calmed down and said: "Father, Yu Qian's article was sentenced to surprise. If it weren't for his sixth place in the Zhejiang/Jiang Provincial Examination, he would have been almost deposed."

Zhu Di sneered: "My family doesn't need articles. Remember, the so-called articles are just used to make things difficult for scholars. They don't need articles for their work, but they want people like Xia Yuanji!"

Zhu Gaochi asked in a dilemma: "Father, where is Xing and Bo?"

After asking, he regretted it, but he still refused to take it back.

"Xing He Bo?"

Zhu Di chuckled and said, "That guy is just a sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacred sacrificial sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sac

This is the theory of using people. Flexible people are quick to do things. Most of the old-fashioned people are unusable. Those who are the king should know people and be good at responsibilities, and place various ministers in places suitable for their performance, rather than follow the procedures one by one.

Fang Xing, Zhu Di's meaning is basically to read and read, so he can learn from other things.

As for Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Di looked at him and said, "You are not far from being old. If you weren't good at your health, I would have liked you this time to go to sea."

"My son... is ashamed."

Zhu Di was implying that Zhu Gaochi was sitting in a well and he had to be treated with this evaluation.

If your son is not useful, then you should cultivate your grandson vigorously!
Chapter completed!