"Fifty thousand taels! Not a little more, no less than a point! ”

The man in black stretched out his palm again, then put his hand heavily on the edge of the table, moved his upper body closer to the opposite side of the table, lowered his voice and smiled at the boy in brocade:

"Childe, fifty thousand taels, it's not just this sentence just now, but, there are five sentences in total! Childe, don't you want to know? ”

In that tone, it was still the mystery and coldness that the person was born with, and when he listened carefully, he carried an overwhelming pleasure, as if he had won the battle, holding a small heart of the boy in brocade in his hand, and he couldn't escape.

"What do you say? Not one, but five? Is it one sentence at a time, there are five questions in total? ”

The boy in brocade was sure enough, and after hearing this, he could no longer sit upright.

As a literati who is about to participate in the scientific examination in the second spring of February this year, since someone is half-concealed and half-concealed to send the exam questions to the door, how many people in the world can resist such a temptation?

Just like the peerless beauty sitting in her arms without messing up, the room full of gold and not taking a penny, it is too much of a test of human nature!

Therefore, the torment of the boy in brocade was defeated in a few seconds.

This psychological tug-of-war ended properly with the man in black winning a big victory.

The boy in brocade couldn't bear it, so he simply rolled up his wide sleeves, and directly took out an empty silver ticket from the big-sleeved tube of the brocade carved robe, slapped it on the shiny Eight Immortals table, and said proudly:

"The silver ticket is here! You name it! Say it all, and if I still believe you after hearing it, then this silver ticket will be yours! It is stamped with the seal of my family, and you can fill in the amount in a while! Alone! As long as what you say is true! ”

The brocade-clothed boy was talking, but he pressed the silver ticket hard, with a threatening sharp edge in his eyes, and stared at the man in black in a stunned manner, and said:

"But if I find out that what you said is not the truth after the exam, then my life may not be guaranteed!"

After saying this, he raised his hand high, waved it in a dashing manner, and said with a smile:

"Dead or alive, true or false, you choose!"

It is said that the scientific examination papers of the Great Yasukuni Spring Examination over the years have five questions, namely two on strategy, one on poetry, one on Fu, and one on soldiers.

Lu Chengfeng listened in the next seat, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Just now, the two of them took out a small note from the steamed bun with a different pattern, and the title on it was, "To the people of the world, gather the world to make their own goods." "It should be one of the two articles.

The reason why it is called policy theory is that the test is the views of the candidates of the Spring Imperial Examination on the national economy and people's livelihood and the countermeasures.

As for the degree of importance attached to policy theory in the imperial examination, Yasukuni is no less than any feudal dynasty in Chinese history.

The results of the candidates' speeches in the field are directly related to whether they can be favored by the rulers after they are appointed to the office.

However, what are the criteria for policy? Since the establishment of the imperial examination system, scholars and scholars, including the teachers in the school, often believe that its standard is to worry about the country and the people, to be close to the people's feelings, to discuss freely, and to express their minds directly.

Lu Chengfeng thought otherwise. Not only that, but with the passage of time in feudal society, its standards have become more and more false, large, empty, and complete.

To a certain extent, this problem basically exists in all political articles, and it is not

It is unique to the strategy family, and the same problem exists in the soldiers.

Speaking of fake, why fake? That's because the monarch's power is ordered by heaven, and the monarch's ministers, fathers, sons, fathers, sons, are the basic ethical guidelines and ceremonial teachings of the feudal dynasty.

In the eyes of Lu Chengfeng, a modern person who has crossed over in the 21st century, the so-called courtiers are the servants of the monarch's father, and the people are the emperor's domestic animals.

The monarch wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, it is the high-ranking human being playing with a weak ant, how to talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, and love for father and son?

To put it simply and crudely, that is, I am your grandfather, you are my grandson, and you must say that it is fragrant when I on your head.

This point is the most planned by Lu Chengfeng, but the majority of candidates in the field also have to praise the monarch's father.

Speaking of big, why big? It can be explained by the Marxist philosophical principle of later generations, that is, the principle of the universality of things.

When candidates write policy essays, they must first improve their political position, and what they say seems to be the truth and can be used everywhere, but every sentence is nonsense, in other words, it is useless to put it anywhere.

Speaking of empty, why empty? That is to appease the emotions of the common people, and show up and down that they have the means and ability to solve problems. When writing a policy essay, talk in general terms, as long as you come up with a similar approach. As for whether the proposed method is pertinent and operable, and whether it can achieve the goal, no one cares.

As for whether the candidates who wrote articles back then became officials, whether they were really implementing the countermeasures they wrote, or even whether they fulfilled their promises as superiors, in feudal society, no one supervised and no one verified.

In fact, many problems, such as the problem of integrity and efficiency, could not be solved until the end of the feudal era.

Therefore, only a Hairui Hai Qingtian can be famous through the ages.

Speaking of all, why all? It's all about being comprehensive, and the positive and negative sides must be involved. In the words of Marxism-Leninism, it is the idea of dialectical materialism, which means that we should look at problems from a dialectical perspective and achieve a dichotomy when handling affairs.

For example, it is necessary to pay attention to strengthening taxation and increasing the revenue of the state treasury, and at the same time, it is necessary to pay attention to lightening the burden on the people by lightly relieving the people of labor. Although it is overwhelming in reality, it cannot be found in theory.

Such a fake, big, empty, and complete policy essay is written out, which is a routine and a model, but the examiners who mark the paper can't find any thorns, and they will basically have a decent and stable performance.

If there are some bright spots mixed in, it will show that you are knowledgeable and think comprehensively in the steady middle at the same time, and you can win a full house.

Lu Chengfeng thought of this, and finally understood why the boy in brocade threw out a suspicious exam question that could not be verified for the time being to the mysterious man in black he had never met, so he was willing to spend a huge amount of 50,000 taels of silver to gamble on it.

If you change yourself, maybe you want to. Just like in the college exam, if a classmate with excellent grades spreads his exam paper in front of you, do you say that you copy the answer or copy the answer or copy the answer?

Lu Chengfeng is the same as you, me and him, and there will be no second different answer.

Who doesn't copy the answer, who is stupid? It's as stupid as anyone who doesn't pick up the white money from the sky.

Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but smile lightly, patted the face of the drunken and sleeping Bai Yu, and quipped in a very light and very light voice:

"Hey, white fish cuttlefish, you've missed a good show!"

At this moment, the man in black smiled incomprehensibly again, and slowly chanted:

"The most beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River!"

What the hell is this exam question? Isn't this a poem? Why do Dajing people also recite Du Fu's poem "Jiangnan in the Year of the Turtle"?

Lu Chengfeng thought secretly in his heart, but accidentally blurted out and memorized the full text:

"It is common to see it in King Qi's house, and Cui Jiutang has heard it a few times before.

It is a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is a good time to fall in the flowers. ”

"Good poetry! Good poetry! ”

The boy in brocade was just confused, guessing that in order, this sentence should be the second question of strategy, but how could this sentence be a strategy? Could it be a poem exam question?

He was wondering, when he heard someone chanting poetry loudly from the elegant seat next door, which happened to respond to the sentence "It is the good scenery of Jiangnan", the poems are sung beautifully, but the implicit feelings in the poem are deep and dignified.

He couldn't help but clap his applause, forgetting that he had just carefully lowered his voice and looked around.

The man in black was still mysterious and unchanging, and simply asked in a dignified and loud voice:

"Who is the master next door? Now that you've heard the conversation between me and Childe, why don't you come over and talk about the romance together? Shall we meet for a while? ”

Lu Chengfeng was called out so bluntly, so he had to bite the bullet, threw off his arms and went around to the next seat, and said with an embarrassed smile on his face:

"Excuse me, you two, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. It's just, just right, I was drunk, and I heard you say that it is a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, this poem is good, I woke up at once, and I couldn't help but make a lot of poetry. ”

Lu Chengfeng touched the back of his head shyly, and smiled embarrassedly.

The man in black didn't say much, only raised his hand slightly to signal Lu Chengfeng to sit down.

Lu Chengfeng was just about to sit down, but when he saw the front of the brocade-clothed boy, he was stunned and couldn't move!

I saw that the brocade-clothed boy was fluttering, with a graceful demeanor and a beautiful jade face, and his appearance was a little green, but it was difficult to hide the rich and noble style of the big family and the bookish atmosphere of reading poetry and books.

It's just that the brocade embroidered robe on his body looks a little bigger, not particularly fitting, and the look between his eyebrows is also irrepressible tiredness and sorrow.

That's a familiar face! Lu Chengfeng was trying to recall where this face had intersected, and just wanted to introduce himself and make a false salute, but he heard the brocade-clothed boy shout:

"How are you! How did you end up here! ”

The brocade-clothed boy was obviously shocked, he couldn't hold a cup of tea in his hand, and his trembling palms tilted the hot tea that was not full in the teacup, and most of the cups were spilled in an instant, and the table was full of flowing.

Lu Chengfeng only felt that his originally weak scholar's eyes became murderous when he saw him in an instant, and the teacup in his hand seemed to be about to smash on his head in minutes!

The brocade-clothed boy really roared again:

"You! Ride the wind! There is still a face in front of me! And eavesdrop on me! I knew you didn't have any kindness to my Tang family! Is this charlatan, also arranged by you? You say! Hum! ”

With a cold breath from his nose, Lu Chengfeng finally understood that the rich and young man in front of him in brocade and embroidered robes was the young master of the former Prime Minister Tang Yuanzhi's family, Tang Zhongyong!