Chapter 1025: Beautiful Voice
It's also a trust-building benefit. These four sentences of Yang Yuanliang and Su Shi, no one dares to say that they are uncomfortable. Yang Yuanliang and Su Siren's room was a small house where Wu Xiang lived in the past.
Under Yang Yuanliang's promotion, Wu Xiang was transferred to Wang Dongmei's room. Now Yang Yuanhao's room is full of parts he left for Lehe.
"Is the teacher your music box?" Su Yasi had heard about this a long time ago, Yang Yuanliang's change of hands, and the wonderful sound of cooperation.
"The scientific and technological ability of this machine, your home spinning machine is using this kind of force, can Jiangnan Road do it?" Yang Yuanliang asked, Su four-sided lamp.
The first batch of keys has been turned into textiles, Su's weaving has declined sharply, the old man will not leave immediately, and my gold panning opportunity has come, I will make an intelligence, Su Si is a master.
"There's only one spinning machine here, and I have a picture of a steam engine for Sue and her family. "The map sent by Yang Yuanliang is not simple, and the former father-in-law Su wants to pay in advance to congratulate him.
At this time, mobile phones were still in the era of mobile phones, so clothes were very expensive, and Yang Yuanliang provided a shuttle loom.
This is the spirit of several generations, and not so long ago, this shuttle loom was fast, had good weft insertion, good material and less weft. I don't need to say what good it is.
Seuss looked at the map, but many places on the map could be understood, so he couldn't read it. He said to himself, "We know to do what the teacher tells us to do, just put them together." ”
After taking the photo, Sua asked Yang Yuanliang, "I don't know where the teacher knows." I know that the wisdom of the teacher is as deep as the sea, but it has no boundaries in sight. ”
Yang Yuanliang also smiled because his exam formula was the same.
Yang Yuanliang and his family went to find Lao Mao Wang, and they hadn't seen each other for many days. Yang Yuanliang felt that the old man made a lot of money in his hair. After the invitation, Mrs. Wang often broke people up.
Then he said mysteriously: "Grandpa is pulling you a thing, you take a look at this first!" Mrs. Wang often took out a list from her sleeve that read: "So-and-so, so-and-so." ”
Yang Yuanliang looked at his eyebrows and waited for a while. Don't speak. Mrs. Wang often asked tentatively: "Your newspaper, would you like to publish the poems and articles of the five of them in the Lantern Festival newspaper?"
Mrs. Wang often runs in the palace. There are grandsons and ancient sons in the world who escape suspicion and refuse to be in charge, and there are also people who want to be in charge but have no chance to be in charge.
At this time, this newspaper was a good opportunity, this person made people find too many Wang Lao, and asked him to persuade Yang Yuanliang to publish the newspaper outside, and it was more tricky to choose the new edition, and choose the Lantern Festival.
Since the Lantern Festival is a big festival, Dacheng's officials have nearly 40 days of vacation every year, accounting for about seven days of the festival.
And the Lantern Festival is different from the previous one. The Lantern Festival is very good in this day and age, because today the ladies who are hiding in your house come out to enjoy the lanterns and guess the lantern riddles.
Today's Lantern Festival may be understood as Valentine's Day by later generations, so the newspaper of that day must be a countermeasure, which will inevitably have a little personality.
"I'm not in charge of reviewing the poetry section. I wrote down the names of these people. I'll give them more articles about science and technology. "When Mrs. Wang heard them often, she might have died.
He pretended to be in pain and said, "You don't know, I wouldn't do this in the palace." I don't rely on it because I'm old enough that no one succeeds, and my identity is innocent. First of all, I am a polite steward who is difficult to please. ”
Mrs. Wang often said: "This is the nephew of the eunuch Xu Gonggong in the palace, and this is the brother-in-law of the emperor's prison director......"
After talking to a large group of people, Yang Yuanliang let go of his hand and stopped: "I understand what you mean." I'm sorry, but I don't want anyone else to report back to you. Their article is okay? I'll see if I can report back to you first. ”
Wang Laochang was very happy. He immediately took out the prepared items. Yang Yuanhao checked the articles he lived in like a reviewer. In fact, he can't see good and bad, that is, he is willing to comfort the elderly.
"Okay, but if I don't publish so many newspapers, I can't publish them. "If there is Yang Yuanliang, it is a good idea for Mrs. Wang to be too much.
Yang Yuanliang felt that if these articles were published in the delicate morning or evening newspapers, they would lose their jobs. So Yang Yuanliang decided to put them on a special edition, which is a kind of special edition of newspapers that does not print too much. In this way, the most money can be sent to the elderly to do better.
Lao Wang often drank tea and asked Yang Yuanliang: "Yuanliang, how is your homework lately? In the spring, it is a rural exam. You have to be a famous scholar and live up to the grace of the emperor!"
"You won't say I really forgot!" Only when Xing has attained the status of a talent can he try. Emperor Enke gave it a try. He didn't let everyone in the world participate, only qualified people participated.
The population of the Dacheng Dynasty did not exceed 1,340 people, and the writing did not exceed 100 characters, so there were about 1 million. Among these more than 20 scholars, there may be one who is very talented.
If this probability is calculated, there will be about 50,000 talented people who threaten to become stewards. They can't make it back to the exams. Maybe this one will be cut in half, that is, more than 20,000 people.
On the other hand, thousands of people can take the exam every year. In fact, the number is even smaller. Only about 3,000 people take the exam each year, and those who are still studying become stewards through other means.
The most common is to teach a teacher, or a family recommends a teacher, the teacher does not do much, and the exam is not the same, and even the teacher has to show his talent status.
Wang Qiuping once talked to people in Ascott. If Yang Yuanliang succeeds in becoming a scholar, he will ask him to donate a steward to do this. Now Wang Qiuping doesn't think about it anymore. Is Yang Yuanliang a prince or a prince, as long as he stays up all night waiting for the prince to ascend the throne?
"Can you forget about this, you are still in vain, don't look at your name all over the world, clear stream those people, but watch.
He is preparing for the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Through various connections, he found a class of books and prepared to use them as a preemptive. He delivered the good news and was known by a group of readers that Yang Zhongyuanliang's newspaper was unfair.
Six years later, Yang Yuanliang took his things to visit the home of an important friend, in the exquisite poetry attic. These people or relationships are not very iron, but the family where the identity is located, Yang Yuanliang has been busy until he is thirteen years old. Many of them came to see him.
On the thirteenth day of the New Year, Yang Yuanliang took time to go to the exquisite poetry attic. He plans to publish all his poems, lyrics, and fu in a special issue of the Lantern Festival. While the content of this version is a bit strange, it's a good start.
Yang Yuanliang also looked through Xin Qiji's "Qingyu Case". On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, "the east wind bloomed thousands of trees at night, and the stars were like rain." BMW is incense everywhere on the road. The sound of the wind howling, the turning of the jade pot, the fish and the dragon dancing all night long. ”
Moths snow willow golden silk, smiling and fragrant. Yesterday he called for a long time, and suddenly looked back, that person was there, in the dim light.