The rain stopped, and the cicadas began to cry again. Three days later, on the tenth day of the seventh lunar month, the list was released. You Miao was a little concerned.
"Master! Master!" Cheng Guangwu came in in a hurry, Zhang Wenhan was playing chess with You Miao, the two looked up, Zhang Wenhan immediately smiled and said, "Congratulations, Master!"
Cheng Guangwu said: "Young master and Zhang Er, both have ordered tributes!"
You Miao was delighted when she heard it, gave Zhang Wenhan a thumbs up, and said, "Now we can pack up and go to the palace together for the test."
Zhang Wenhan said happily: "God knows that the young master must have someone to accompany him in the palace. Wenhan is also in the light of the young master."
The two laughed. You Miao was fortunate to have such a friend in her life. Cheng Guangwu took out a letter from his arms and handed it to You Miao, saying, "Uncle Qiao's letter from home, young master, write a letter back to announce the good news. stop!"
You Miao froze in her heart and immediately said, "Who sent it?"
But it was a young servant named Yaoguang who came and stood outside. He was polite, but said very few words. He bowed and said, "Congratulations to our young master."
You Miao took money and rewarded Guangwu and Yaoguang. Although it was from his own family, this matter had to be rewarded. As You Miao opened the letter, he waved at Yaoguang, and ordered, "Come and tell me, how is your family? "
Yaoguang's temper is similar to Li Zhifeng's. He usually stands quietly when he doesn't call, and he speaks when he has something to say. He doesn't say anything and doesn't joke. At this moment, he was in the dust, and he was obviously tired from the road. He came over to wash the cups for You Miao and Zhang Wenhan, poured tea, and said, "Everything at home is fine. When there was a flood last month, the waterwheel was almost broken, but the housekeeper kept it. already."
You Miao listened to Yaoguang's explanation while reading the letter. The flood flooded most of Yangzhou. Fortunately, Jiangbo Villa was safe and sound, and Li Zhifeng had returned in time, otherwise the waterwheel would have been broken and washed away. Even so, the waterwheel was also washed away by a small half, the chain was scattered, and it sank to the bottom of the river. Li Zhifeng is leading people to salvage.
Qiao Jue worked with people for three days and three nights to divert the water from the canal. The skilled craftsmen hired when Jiangbo Villa was built had already prepared it. The canal can not only supply water, but also drain water. Having said that, the big stone in You Miao's heart was finally put down.
After reading Qiao Jue's letter, he found that there was still one in it, and shook it away, but couldn't help but smile.
You Miao's letter from home has only been out for three days. At this moment, it is estimated that he has not yet arrived at Jiangbo Villa, but Li Zhifeng's letter has come one step earlier. The inside is Li Zhifeng's own handwriting. There are only a few lines, and the content is: "I will go back immediately when things are not over at home. Thinking of you is so anxious, I don't know how to say a thousand words, and I don't know who to talk to. See the letter like face, take care of yourself, Feng."
You Miao looked at it and couldn't help laughing. The more she thought about it, the more funny she became. She picked up a pen and wrote a letter. Although she claimed to be talented, she searched her stomach and couldn't write a few decent words. On the other hand, Li Zhifeng was just the opposite. He was full of words, but was limited by his literary talents. He racked his brains and didn't know how to express it.
Zhang Wenhan couldn't help seeing You Miao, so he joked: "Let me see? What did Brother Li say?"
Zhang Wenhan laughed when he saw it, knocked on the teacup and sang: "It's been a long time - it should be a good day - a fake! Even if there are thousands of styles - who do you tell me?"
You Miao laughed until her stomach hurt, stopped him from grabbing the letter, and said with a smile, "No, no, I want to send a color note and a ruler. I know where the mountains and rivers are! Come back! Hurry up!"
This time, several students laughed even more. Zhang Wenhan was in a good mood, and he was amused with You Miao for a long time. Someone joked: "But Madam You's family letter is here?"
You Miao folded the letter with a smile, put it away, hummed, and went into the room without explaining.
That day, You Miao took Li Zhifeng's letter and read it over and over for a while, thinking that he would come to Beijing in a few days. The fifteenth day of the eighth month will always arrive, and when the emperor invites the ministers, he will also lead him into the palace to see the world.
On the tenth day of the eighth lunar month, there is still a month left. When You Miao got the letter, he woke up and went to the library every day to flip through the books.
With an extra fluctuating light to serve, and Cheng Guangwu, they were finally busy enough. As soon as the rankings were released, the students who did not make the list went back one after another. For a while, there was a lot of desertion in the Guozi School. And those who stayed to take the exam seriously and prepare for the palace exam had their own ambitions. On the tenth day of the eighth lunar month, before Li Zhifeng came back, You Miao took Yaoguang to take the exam.
The questions for the palace exam were to be written by Zi Yu in person today, only to be asked by policy, and to enter the hall at dawn, to be called by name and saluted. The candidates stood on the ground in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
You Miao was a little confused, Li Zhifeng didn't come, he always felt like something was missing.
When Ce asked to open the scroll, You Miao froze in her heart, it was actually the frontier thing you were talking about!
You Miao couldn't help but look up at the tributes in the arena. Everyone's faces were full of surprise. The question was the last part of the exam. The person who asked the question was the emperor. It is a "countermeasure" to express one's own views on this matter, and to give one's own answer based on what he has learned in his life.
You Miao imagined many exam questions, and Sun Yu also talked about policy questions. Usually, questions are asked about people's livelihood, governance, and clean government. There are questions from small places, small and medium to see big, and there are questions from the world, and then explain in simple terms. Exam precedents.
However, when it comes to frontier strategy, it is completely unexpected for You Miao. Now the Hu people are raging outside the Great Wall, which is much more serious than a few years ago. Perhaps the question of Emperor Tianqi is also a signal of crisis.
Speaking of the frontier, You Miao is confident that among so many candidates, he knows more about the frontier war than him, I am afraid not much.
But what made him even more embarrassed was, should he tell the truth? Three years ago, I corresponded with Zhao Chao and learned the art of war from Sun Yu, but there are a lot of things that are difficult to talk about, or even impossible to talk about, just because these are too sensitive, it is extremely easy to touch the emperor and even the court. The string of the middle minister.
You Miao raised her eyes to look around, then looked at the palace, and sighed heavily.
The title of the palace exam seems to indicate You Miao's future. Perhaps there is a pair of eyes watching him, from Li Zhifeng, a man of the army, to Zhao Chao, the third prince, to Sun Yu's teaching, and his own ambition to serve the country. Both are inextricably linked to the frontier.
It rose day by day, and sprinkled golden light on the glazed tiles on the Hall of Mental Cultivation, dazzling.
You Miao turned his heart to the side, picked up his pen and wrote "Skilled warriors do not fight but succumb to soldiers." He started, every stroke is very correct, every word is carefully considered, every sentence is carefully considered.
Three poles in the sun, everyone was sweating profusely, and the sweat dripped on the paper. The place where You Miao was sitting was still under a tree.