For three days, Li Hong even stopped the morning court. An angry Li Zhi yelled at Li Hong in the harem that he was a little bastard and wanted to die. He threatened to take charge of the government immediately and prevent Li Hong from supervising the country anymore.
Wu Mei was talking softly next to her, and forcefully snatched the feather duster that belonged to her from Li Zhi's hand, and said calmly: "This little brat stopped the court meeting for three days, so you don't know that the fourth day is the first of next month. ? Is it the day of the Great Court Meeting? Zhongshu and his subordinates have already prepared a decree. On the day of the Great Court Meeting, people from all walks of life are invited to attend the meeting. Hasn’t Xuanzheng Hall been busy these days? "
"Queen, what do you mean?" Li Zhi once again felt that he had exercised in vain during this period, and he even managed to grab the feather duster but not the Queen!
Wu Mei rolled her eyes at him angrily and snorted: "You are asking knowingly, what do you mean by saying you can? Stop the court meeting for three days. This is the deadline given by Li Hong to all of them. If they don't give the old money If I replace it, I’m afraid the loss will be even greater! No wonder Li Hong is ruthless.”
Li Zhi glanced at the feather duster in Wu Mei's hand and snorted in his heart, "Let's make a scene and see how much noise he can make!"
Since you don't pay attention to your dragon father, your dragon father also has to think of a strategy and be prepared with both hands.
Li Zhi thought thoughtfully: Li Hong was famous for his sharp and decisive methods, although he was worried that he would make Chao Gang a mess and a mess. But to be honest, I still have a glimmer of hope in my heart, hoping to see if Li Hong can wipe out the limelight of these wealthy and noble families who are holding back the royal family.
After making a calculation in his mind, Li Zhi rolled his eyes and suddenly reached out to grab the feather duster in Wu Mei's hand, but Wu Mei reacted very quickly. When she saw him reaching out, she immediately twisted her body and blocked his hand with her shoulder.
Wu Mei had a smug look on her face and a hint of disdain at the corner of her mouth, as if to say: I had expected you to be like this, but it's a pity that you couldn't grab it.
"No more grabbing, no more going, I'm going to exercise!" Li Zhi was very annoyed and depressed! Over the years, I have been busy with government affairs, and my body has become weaker and weaker. I even lost to the Queen when I was trying to grab a feather duster.
The four strata that constitute the cornerstone of the Tang Dynasty, the royal family members, wealthy nobles, court officials, and literary scholars, have all been ordered by Zhongshu Sheng and Menxia Sheng to attend the Great Court Meeting in three days.
From the moment when Zhongshu and the disciples issued the edict, Chang'an City was still crowded and bustling despite the cold season. Businessmen, tourists, and ordinary people were still enjoying the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.
But in the eyes of people from all walks of life, the bright and sunny Chang'an City gives people a depressing feeling. Along with the cold and low temperature, people feel breathless when walking on the road to the imperial city. Feeling out of breath.
Whether they are literary greats or court officials, or wealthy nobles and royal family members, they can all seem to smell a sense of solemnity and solemnity in the air. As time goes by, the strange atmosphere also makes them unable to communicate with each other. Not careful, hiding his whereabouts.
The Imperial College and Hongwen Hall also felt an invisible pressure and irritation. Di Renjie's recent investigation of the case almost drove Yan Zhaofu and Kong Zhiyue crazy, and he was deeply afraid that the murder case would be known to higher-ups.
Standing in front of Li Hong was a scholar in his early thirties. Li Hong looked at him leisurely. What he never expected was that the person he casually saved that day turned out to be a strange person!
What makes this strange person unique is that he is a true self-taught scholar among the poor family! I have never apprenticed as a disciple or recommended myself to any wealthy family! Moreover, when people took the imperial examination, they chose an unpopular subject: clear calculation!
Even among the Sixth School of the Imperial College, calligraphy and arithmetic are very partial subjects. Among the self-taught people among the people, in order to stand out and gain fame, few would choose this kind of subject. In this era, it is considered a relatively specialized and uncommon subject. of.
The Mingshu exam uses arithmetic, one of the six subjects of the Imperial College. Generally speaking, the exams are "Nine Chapters", "Haidao", "Wucao", "Xiahouyang", "Zhushu", and "Jigu" Waiting for the scriptures to be used as a calculator, he will be able to understand the art of making numbers and make clear the principles of the art, and then he will be able to understand.
To put it bluntly, it means that at the end of the exam, for example, if you say that one plus one equals two, and then explain to the examiner why it is equal, if the explanation makes sense, you will be successful.
Therefore, this is also the reason why literati went to the Ming Dynasty to study the imperial examination subjects after so many years since the establishment of the imperial examination system. Firstly, it is easier for themselves, and secondly, they need to be more familiar with the examiners. .
It didn’t say which examiner would ask students about knowledge they didn’t even know, and they weren’t stupid either. Therefore, what is good at the top must not be good at the bottom. This is the reason why the literati studied and pushed the two subjects, and also the reason why the literary style of the Tang Dynasty gradually flourished and the martial arts declined.
"A person from Taiyuan Prefecture? The Wang family of Jinyang is right here, why don't you let them recommend you?" Li Hong chuckled, this strange flower is really a rare exception in the Tang Dynasty.
"Back to Your Highness, Xiaomin is not on good terms with the Wang family of Jinyang. What's more, Xiaomin is very talented and doesn't think that he needs to be recommended by them to enter the official career." Lin Shiling said with his head raised, his confidence clearly visible.
Li Hong still smiled and continued to ask: "In Taiyuan Mansion, the surname Lin can only be regarded as a small local aristocratic family. The Wang family will not take it seriously at all. They will lower themselves and have trouble with you? With your skills, If you hadn’t met me, wouldn’t you have been getting drunk on the streets of Chang’an?”
The strong irony was obvious, but it seemed to have no effect on Lin Shiling. There was no embarrassment on his face as he said: "Although the Lin family is small, it is also a well-known big family in the local area. The Wang family has deep roots and luxuriant leaves. There are more than a thousand people? Even if you recommend yourself to the sect, you will probably end up with the same fate as now. If you are so humble, you might as well go to Chang'an and give it a try. "
"I want to take a different approach, but I want to see if the court is interested in being unpopular? Or do you only know this one? You don't know anything else?" Li Hong asked with a sideways glance.
At this moment, Lin Shiling's face showed a trace of embarrassment and unnaturalness, but facing the current Crown Prince, he did not dare to lie, so he could only tell the truth: "Xiaomin... Xiaomin really looks down on those writers who dance with writing, recite poems and compose poems." The son of a man has no strength but talks about serving the country and the people every day, but apart from being able to recite poems and compose poems, he can't even manage his own daily life..."
"Stop, stop it, I'm not interested in this."
"Young people know your guilt." Lin Shiling hurriedly saluted and apologized.
"Since you are known for your calculations, I happen to have a puzzle that I have been pondering for a long time. Do you want to see if you can help me solve it?" Li Hong asked casually, intending to take the exam for Lin Shiling.
"Back to Your Highness, if it has something to do with arithmetic, I can give Xiaominzi a try, but..."
"Of course it has something to do with arithmetic: The majestic ancient temple is in the mountains and forests, and I don't know how many monks there are in the temple. There are three hundred and sixty-four bowls, just look at them. Three people eat a bowl of rice, and four people eat a bowl of soup. Could you please tell me how many monks there are in the temple?" Li Hong asked, looking at Lin Shiling's eyes with a half-smile.
This is an arithmetic poem in the "Algorithm Dacheng" by Xu Ziyun of the Qing Dynasty. It is a relatively reliable and difficult test question to ask the calculator to calculate the number of monks through a poem.
Lin Shiling began to concentrate when he heard Li Hongnian. As word after word entered his ears, Lin Shiling's expression became more and more solemn. This was his first contact with such a calculation, and he wanted to solve it immediately. The answer is impossible to blurt out.
What's more, the examiner he was facing at this moment was still the current Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty. It was impossible for him not to be nervous, but Lin Shiling forced himself to focus on the rest of the calculation questions, slowly closed his eyes, and slowly moved his lips. I was squirming, reciting the arithmetic poem over and over again in my mind.
Not only was he nervously calculating in his head, but the curious Bai Chun, Xiaoxue and others beside him, as well as the two halfway monks, Yangwu and Lian Tie, who had no time to go to the Chongwen Hall until they were so old, were all thinking quietly, but For a moment, no one could tell the answer.
"Three hundred and sixty-four bowls, three people share one bowl of rice, and four people share one bowl of soup." Lin Shiling began to sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't help but become more nervous. He was still a little confused about what was correct. The answer began to waver in my heart.
Although His Highness the Crown Prince said it was a question that had puzzled him for a long time, Lin Shiling did not dare to lie to His Highness the Crown Prince or give an answer casually.
Let’s not talk about whether His Highness the Crown Prince’s statement that he doesn’t know the answer is true or false. Even Lin Shiling himself would not give up easily if he encountered such a difficult calculation problem, let alone deceive others with wrong answers. Own.
This is also the dignity that he considers to be a clear calculator. What has always made him proud is his sensitivity and quickness to numbers, which is also the source of his confidence.
Just when Lin Shiling frowned to answer the answer, Li Hong picked up the pen and paper and wrote fourteen more words on the desk. However, these fourteen words formed a circle, and the empty part in the middle was This is where the respondent fills in the answer.
This is a type of loop poem that people call loop poems. It has less arithmetic interest, but also contains some requirements for poetry. Therefore, this kind of loop poem that seems to require skipping words to read, is more likely to be read. Balance one's interests in arithmetic and poetry.
Li Hong was not in a hurry. He looked at Lin Shiling who was still doing mental calculations and did not disturb him. He stretched out his hand to pass the pen and paper to the person next to him, but after passing it for a long time, no one took the pen and paper in his hand. He couldn't help but look up and saw that Seeing the heavy thinking on Bai Chun's beautiful face, it seemed that he was also calculating how many monks there were in the temple.
(End of chapter)