"Wealth and nobility are what people want, and they are not obtained by their ways, and they are not everywhere. Poverty and cheapness are the evil of people, and if they don't get it by their way, they don't go. A gentleman goes to benevolence, and he becomes famous? The gentleman has no end of food, and the time must be so, and the upheaval must be so. ”

Little by little, the sun rises to dispel the chill of the autumn morning. It was already the season to plough the wheat fields after autumn, and the villagers of Ha Long Wan Village, who had been recuperating for a while since the wheat harvest, took up their hoes again and went out of the village to go to the fields. The dirt road at the entrance of the village was full of villagers, and the sound of reading was coming from a dilapidated grass hut not far from the entrance of the village. People passing by stopped and followed the prestige in surprise, although the houses were different, but the familiar sound of reading still made them feel as if they had returned to a few years ago, when the three sons of the Han family studied hard day and night.

"The Han family's Sanxiu is cured?!"

"It should be great! In the past few days, in the afternoon, I have seen his adoptive mother walking around with her help. ”

"I also saw it yesterday, it's able to go to the ground, but it's thin and out of shape. Tsk, what a strong offspring he is, and his eldest brother and second brother come out of the same mold, like a cow...... Now the wind blows and it falls. ”

"Why is Sanxiu working harder than in the past? It's good to be sick! ”

"He's been sick for more than half a year, and now he definitely wants to make up for his homework."

"I really should let the two boys of my family take a look, this is what it looks like to be a good jinshi. The third brother of the Han family has been outside for two years, not in vain......"

"It seems that San Xiucai is also kinder than before, and he greeted me with a smile yesterday."

"That's right, that's right! It's really a lot of harmony. ”

The status of the third child of the Han family in the small village is not low, and the scholars at this time are very respected. Han Gang in his memory is buried in poetry and books, he is a very indifferent character, and he is courteous to the villagers, but his smile is not good. However, in the past two days, He Fang has been in the spirit of good-neighborliness, and he wants to change the bad impression left by his predecessor in the hearts of the villagers, and he does not want to flatter them.

"Thankfully, it's great. Han Caiyuan has lost all his family property for his son in the past six months. If it's not good, you won't have the money to buy medicine......"

"There is nothing left of more than one hectare now, and the two-entry house has also been sold. Han Caiyuan and his wife had to go to the mountains day and night to dig mountain vegetables, regardless of the big insects and flower bears. At this age, I really can't afford to get sick! ”

"Let Li Lezi pick up a big bargain, he has been thinking about the Han family's three-acre vegetable garden for many years, and now he has finally made his ......wish."

"Where is the wish? He was almost crying. The three acres of vegetable gardens were pawned, not sold [Note 1], and could be redeemed. Caiyuanzi has passed, Sanxiucai is cured, and Li Lezi is now afraid that Zhenri will worry about Han Caiyuan redeeming the field. ”

There was also a little orange-red sunburst glow, which was projected through the cracks in the window edges, reflected on the rammed earth walls, and the words of the villagers outside the window also penetrated with the sunlight. Standing at the entrance of the village and talking about the Han family, they are all villagers, and they are a little more happy for the Han family. But their discussion came into his ears, but He Fang's reading voice was muffled, and he even choked up imperceptibly.

The Qinling Mountains of this era are much more desolate than those of later generations, tigers are scurrying all over the mountains, and in the memories left by Han Gang, there are examples of tigers rushing into the village at night and taking sheep away. He Fang didn't expect that his parents would even disregard their lives in order to raise medical expenses for him. There are also three acres of vegetable fields by the river bay, which were left from the grandparents, just look at Han Gang's father is called Han Caiyuan, you can know that the vegetable field is actually the Han family's*.

Even if Han Gang was already gone, he could still affect the body occupied by He Fang to oppose the sale of this field. It's a pity that he was still a step late, and by the time he was conscious, the vegetable field had already been gnashed with his teeth. Fortunately, it can be redeemed, otherwise the Han family would really have become a complete proletarian - in this parlance, it is called a customer [Note 2].

"The Han family doesn't know what disasters have suffered in the past two years, and what kind of gods have been evil. In this military disaster, there is no eldest and second son, and the three sons who were finally raised, two of them have been short-handed, and there is only one big [Note 3] boss left! ”

"Is it that two years ago, when General Li was sacrificed, Han Caiyuan fell into the incense burner and was troubled? Otherwise, why did he lose two sons in a row, Han Sanxiu was also ill for half a year, and almost lost his life again. Han Caiyuan and Sister-in-law A Li went to the temple the day before yesterday to make a wish, and they got better at once! ”

"Go, be careful that General Li's boss will shoot you with arrows at night! General Lee is a troublemaker?! ”

“…… I'm just talking! ”

"Han Sanxiu got sick because he was caught by the wind and cold, and he was in a hurry, what happened to General Guan Li? Now the illness can be cured, this is the blessing of General Li. ”

The noise in his ears was constant, and his heart was also very restless, and He Fang didn't have the heart to continue reading. Talking about people behind biting their ears is indispensable regardless of the era and place. But he has become a talking point in other people's mouths, and He Fang always feels a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He Fang paused, gently closed the "Analects" in his hand, and put it on the desk. The Analects is a volume copied entirely by hand. The columns on the paper are small letters, square and smooth, meticulous, close to the European body, neat as if the lead type is printed. This is a pavilion style born from European characters, He Fang was forced to learn characters by his grandfather in his early years, and he learned Ouyang Xun, looking at Han Gang's pen by stroke and trying his best to copy the square Xiaokai, I only felt very kind.

However, the pavilion style is the saying of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and in the era in which He Fang is now living, it is called the Three Pavilion Kaishu - the so-called Three Pavilions are the collective names of the Zhaowen Pavilion, the History Pavilion, and the Jixian Academy, also known as the Chongwen Academy. Its status was the most respected among the many pavilions in the imperial court, and the prime ministers at this time were all concurrently serving as scholars of the three pavilions [Note 4] - but no matter what the title is, if you want to enter the school to participate in the examination, it is best to write this font on the test paper, otherwise the scribe who is responsible for transcribing the test paper to prevent the examinee from colluding with cheating will mispronounce a few words, and then it will really be like crying without tears.

Although the text in the scroll is neat, the pages used are very rough and the edges of the pages are uneven. Obviously, Hangang's book-making skills are not up to par. And the stacks of books on the desks and shelves are not only the "Analects" that He Fangfang read that is so crudely made, about half of them are produced by Han Ji, which is neatly written and crudely made.

He Fang did not doubt the provenance of these manuscripts, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who had left home and lived in a ruined temple outside the city. During the day, he went to the city to study, and at night, he copied the precious books borrowed from his classmates by the candlelight and moonlight. The memory of this scene of hard work is still clearly preserved in Han Gang's mind, and it is inherited by He Fang.

Han Gang's perseverance and patience, He Fang was a little surprised, but he didn't admire it. It's about the same level of effort as I did in high school. They are all practiced in summer and three in winter, and there is no day of dropping out of writing.

Ten years have passed, but unfortunately I couldn't wait for the title of the gold list. …… But even if you study hard for ten years, the chance of being able to get into the Jinshi is just like crossing a single-plank bridge with thousands of horses, which is thousands of times more difficult than the university that has not yet expanded its enrollment, and this investment is really not cost-effective. ’

After more than 100 years of peace and more than 20 million household registrations, He Fang estimated that a large country with almost 100 million people now only admits more than 300 jinshi every three years, with an average of only 100 a year.

Moreover, there have always been more scholars in the southeast and less in the northwest. In the military states of Fujian and Zhejiang, it is not uncommon for a subject to produce more than a dozen jinshi, and even a big family has produced five or six jinshi in one subject.

And there are more than 20 military states along the way in Shaanxi, which one of the Jinshi can add up to more than five, which can be regarded as a bumper harvest. There is no Jinshi in more than a dozen subjects in a row, and it is even more common in the military states of the northwest. At least in the memory that Han Gang left to He Fang, it seems that he had never heard of any scholar in Qinzhou who had won the rank of Jinshi in the past twenty or thirty years [Note 5].

Shaanxi Road, with a population of five or six million, is in the single digits of each Kejinshi, and the average proportion of less than one in a million in a year makes people feel hopeless when they think about it.

Studying, studying, participating in the imperial examination, and being a junior high school are the only pursuits of the original owner of He Fang's body for ten years. But the hope was so slim and the return on investment was so low that He Fang had no interest in the imperial examination at all. His mind was now swirling with the idea of how to use the knowledge he had—like making spirits, soap, glass, and the like—to gain status and wealth in this world.

Note 1: In the Song Dynasty, there were two forms of land house sales, one was called pawn sale, that is, after the sale of the field house, the seller had the right to redeem, and the buyer had no right to refuse, which was equivalent to a mortgage loan with the transfer of the right of use at the same time. One is the sale of the sale, also known as the sale of the seller, and the seller has no right to redeem it. Of course, there is a big gap between the price of the pawn sale and the price of the sale.

Note 2: The main customers of the Song Dynasty were different from those of the Tang Dynasty. It is no longer divided according to the local indigenous and immigrant immigrants, but according to the existence of permanent property, that is, land and houses. Those who own a house are the main households, and those who do not have them are customers.

Note 3: Cuoda, a derogatory term for scholars in ancient times, was also called poor Cuoda, and village Cuoda.

Note 4: In the early period of the Northern Song Dynasty - that is, before the reform of Song Shenzong Yuanfeng - all prime ministers would concurrently serve as scholars of the Three Pavilions. Generally speaking, the prime minister's shift is full of three, the prime minister is a scholar of Shobunkan University, the second minister is a supervisor of national history, and the last minister is a scholar of Jixian Academy. It is commonly known as Zhaowen Xiang, Shiguan Xiang and Jixian Xiang.

Note 5: In the more than 160 years of the Northern Song Dynasty, the average number of jinshi per year was about less than 100, and the overall calculation was more than 15,600. Among them, the state capitals of Kaifeng, Liangzhejiang, Fujian and Jiangdong Zhulu account for more than eighty percent, such as more than 800 in Fujian, 505 in Fuzhou, and nearly 500 in Changzhou. In the north, however, there are very few, often in the single digits. As mentioned in the article, according to local chronicles, there were only two Jinshi in the Northern Song Dynasty, and there were only eleven people in the nearly ten military states of Qinfeng Road - the above data are all from Jia Zhiyang's "Song Dynasty Imperial Examination".

ps: It was very difficult to enter the Jin Shi in the Song Dynasty, especially in Shaanxi, and it was even more difficult. It seems much easier to get glass and shochu, but is really the case?

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