Chapter Seventy-Seven: Heroes Don't Read Poetry

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Chapter Seventy-Seven: Heroes Don't Read Poetry

"Oh, Dudu, it's not that I can't wait and do my best, how many people can afford to read these days!" As soon as the words fell, several housekeepers immediately cried out loudly.

"What, can't afford to read?!" Zhu Eighty-one was stunned, and many memories that originally belonged to Zhu Laofu came to his heart at once. can't afford to read, Zhu Laofu really can't read! His parents were separated, and his only sister was robbed to be a concubine, whose status was equivalent to that of a house slave, and he couldn't afford any money to take care of his younger brother, who dragged oil bottles. Of course he couldn't go to school! But what about the medium-sized ones? Under the rule of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, although the land was thousands of miles away, there were always one or two households in every hundred households who could eat enough. According to the Chinese people's habit of parents who are hungry and want their children to study

"I can't afford to read it. Besides, after reading books, there is no way out, so there are fewer and fewer people who read! Chang Sanshi keenly saw Zhu Eighty-one's confusion and explained in a whisper.

Knowing that Zhu Eighty-one was busy with military affairs all day long, he paused, and continued to patiently add, "The imperial examination of the Great Yuan Dynasty has always been intermittent, and even if it is opened, it has always been divided into two lists, left and right. The questions on the right list exam are simple, and if you pass the exam, you can become an official, but only Mongolians and Semu people can be on the list. The left list is full of Han Chinese, the difficulty of the questions is several times that of the right list, and if you pass the exam, you only have the qualifications to be a candidate, if you want to be an official, you have to see whether the weight of the recommender behind you is enough, and whether you have money to go up and down."

In his tireless explanation, Zhu Bayi finally figured out why there were so few people reading at the moment. It turned out that the Mengyuan Empire relied on bows and horses to win the world, and it has always had a disdainful attitude towards book culture. In addition, the power of the ministers is also surprisingly strong, and after Kublai Khan, they can influence the appointment of most officials. The children and staff of the officials recommended by him had to be given priority by the imperial court. Therefore, the role that the imperial examination can play in the selection of talents has been minimal, and in many cases it is open in vain, so it is simply omitted.

Until the current emperor Tuhuan Timur ascended to the throne, several powerful ministers were either ruined or greatly damaged in the process of fighting each other. The imperial court picked up the imperial examination from the waste paper heap again. However, due to the face of the Mongols and the Semu people, it is not possible to make all candidates answer the same test paper.

For first-class Mongolian lords and second-class rich men, the topic must be simple. For the Han people in the north and the Han people in the south, the difficulty is multiplied. In addition, the procedures for taking the exam are also much more complicated, and you must first be recommended by a celebrity or local official before you can take the provincial exam. Only those who are at the top of the provincial level examination are eligible to participate in the national examination. In the end, they will be admitted to the first class in the examination, and they will not be able to directly obtain official positions like Mongolian and Semu candidates, and they will continue to work up and down, and go through the back door to get a chance to fill the vacancy of low-level officials. For important positions such as Shangshu, Yushi, and Xiansi, where the emperor can often be seen, the Han people don't have to think about it if they don't stay at the bottom for ten or twenty years.

In this way, studying and participating in the imperial examination has become a matter that consumes time and does not benefit from it. Not only are small families unwilling to let their children waste time and money, even some middle-class families, as long as the clan does not have a strong backer in the court, they are not willing to cultivate a "nerd" who can only waste food and can't do anything else. With the passage of time, there are fewer and fewer scholars in the Central Plains, on the contrary, the ruffians and hooligans who are full of anger and live on extortion have become the life goals of many children.

"Let's take our Chang family as an example, our Chang family has been making a living on the canal since our ancestors, and it is reasonable to have food and clothing. But among the people of the previous generation and my generation, the male is just after the enlightenment, and he can read the accounts and no longer continue to read. Since reading too much is also reading in vain, who still spends so much effort to memorize what four books and five books, Zhu Zi Caizi?! Looking at Zhu Bayi's eyes that were a little cold, Chang Sanshi took his own family as an example to make the final touch.

"Alas!" was given a vivid nationalist education lesson by the ancients, and Zhu Bayi sighed helplessly. The so-called no China after Yashan is probably not a change in bloodline, but a huge regression in spirit and culture, but its true meaning.

Seventy years of brutal destruction, I am afraid that it will take three to five times as long, and it will not be able to restore its vitality. More than 200 years later, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, another nation that lived by plundering rose in the white mountains and black waters, pushing Chinese civilization deeper into the abyss.

"If the governor is not too demanding, he can send people to Yangzhou, Jiqing, and Jiangning to recruit some!" Seeing Zhu Bayi's face full of disappointment, Han Ren, the housekeeper of Hanjiazhuang, raised his head and cautiously reminded, "There is already a relatively prosperous culture over there, and the market is relatively wealthy. There are many families who are willing to take out money for their sons to study, and some scholars who have no place in the imperial examination will also live in the market to write drama lyrics for Advocate. Even if you don't have much talent in your belly, you should be able to write a proclamation for the governor, read the order or something, and you should be able to do it! ā€

"Yangzhou, Jiqing and Hangzhou?" Zhu Eighty nodded slightly, and muttered a repeat in his mouth. Needless to say, the two place names before and after, Jiqing should be the area of Nanjing in the later generations as far as he knows. In these three places, the admission score line of the college entrance examination in later generations has always been ranked first in China. At present, it is estimated that as Steward Han said, the folk tradition of sending children to study has not been broken.

But at present, the power of the Xuzhou army has only reached the Jishan area to the south, and it is still five or six hundred miles away from Yangzhou, not to mention Jiqing and Hangzhou, which have crossed the river! Even if he immediately raised his troops to the south now, and when he reached the edge of the Yangtze River, he didn't know what year and month it would be. How could it be possible to save the immediate need?!

"It's better to go back and write a proclamation to recruit talents, find someone to copy a few more copies, give them to the grass people to take back, and let the disciples secretly disperse along the banks of the canal. With the prestige of the Governor erected in this battle, there should be people with lofty ideals who venture to come and defect! Chang Sanshi thought about it and gave a barely passable plan.

"Good! Then Brother Lao Chang will wait a little longer, and I will send someone to write it! Zhu Bayi was helpless, so he had to smile and nod.

It's better not to have a way than to have no way. Thinking of this, he quickly added, "One guest is not annoying the two masters, if Brother Chang can meet the craftsmen who are looking for the owner to take in, Mr. Tent, and the people in the martial arts who have nowhere to go, they can also let them always look for me." As long as the skills are not too bad, I have their place here! ā€

"People in the martial arts, what are you looking for these people for? Didn't the Governor just send someone to drive away a bunch of green forest tycoons? Chang Sanshi was slightly stunned, and blurted out questioning words. He could guess the purpose of the Red Turban Army's recruitment of the first two kinds of people, which was nothing more than to use the hands of these people to build more sophisticated equipment, and at the same time manage the grain and grass accounts more clearly. And the latter type, except for the gang fire and sometimes used to strengthen courage, does not have any recruitment value!

"This, this, hey!" Zhu Bayi's face was slightly red, and he responded curtly, "I, the head of the gun and stick sect in the army, have never been able to find a suitable one." Originally, it was hoped that when the soldiers lined up to meet the enemy, they could approach the past step by step and kill the enemy to the ground. But now it looks like it's still a lot of way from what I hoped! ā€

The soldiers he hoped for were the kind of soldiers Zhu Dapeng saw in the online novel, a phalanx of spears sweeping the world. But the training has been going on for seven or eight months, and it stands to reason that the time cannot be considered short. The result is always far from ideal. Now the so-called gun array is still built with the help of Ivanov. It's barely okay to use for defense, and it's basically equivalent to looking for death by yourself when used as a separate unit to go on offense.

"This, the Governor's requirements, I'm afraid ordinary people in the martial arts can't do it!" Chang Sanshi walked along the canal all day long, with a wide range of knowledge and a certain level of vision. After a little pondering, I guessed that Zhu Eighty-one's expectations for the soldiers were the rumored Yuejia army and the kind of family army, not to take out the duel in the rivers and lakes, or simply to bluff people, "The martial arts people who walk the rivers and lakes, nine out of ten of the kung fu are specially used for people to see, and it is said that the soldiers under the governor are the guys under the grass people, and they can beat them to run with their heads in their hands!" And there is almost no one who really knows how to kill people who did not crawl out of the pile of dead people. You may not be able to meet it in ordinary times! ā€

"Oh!" Zhu Eighty-one finally understood why the gun and stick coach he had hired with a lot of money in the past few months looked like a mouthpiece. It turns out that the root is in whether or not you have killed anyone.

The soldiers under his command, after yesterday's vicious battle, finally have experience points. And the ordinary so-called martial arts people, as long as they can live a good life, who will do murder and death if they have nothing to do? ! Isn't it pure laymen to teach insiders to teach them martial arts?

"Actually, Chang has a distant elder, but he is a very good candidate!" Not wanting to disappoint Zhu Bayi too much, Chang Sanshi pondered for a moment and added in a low voice. "He learned the Yuejia gun, which is a gun that specializes in killing, not a street showman. In the first two years, because of the injustice of others, I killed a young official. At that time, the officials of Huaiyuan City transferred the garrison army to hunt him down, but he killed more than a dozen of them in one go, and directly broke out. If you can contact him, I think I can help the governor! ā€

"How to contact? Go, even if you send someone to find it, how much money you need to take from me? When Zhu Eighty-one heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. Grabbed Chang Sanshi's sleeve and urged loudly.

"The grass people don't know where he went. I know that he is the king of the mountain, and the last time he went to Gaoyou Lake to sell stolen goods was a year ago! Alas! Since the governor doesn't think he is vulgar, the grass people try to find it. Hopefully, he'll have the luck to follow the Governor's banner! ā€

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