But then again, you can't just expect others to fail, you have to come up with dry goods yourself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As soon as I thought about this, I turned my attention to the subject again.

In fact, who does "shepherd sheep for Lang" refer to, Li Ang knew at a glance that it could only be a divination style. The reason why I asked was just to ask for Fang Yan from the beginning.

Who is Su Wu? Hanzhong Lang general, holding the festival to make the Huns, after being detained, resolutely do not fall, lie in the snow and eat felt, many days do not die, the Huns thought that God, moved it to Beihai to herd sheep, claiming that if the ram gave birth to a son, it would be released back to Han.

Isn't it familiar with the comparison between ancient and modern?

That's right, Su Wu's situation, just like today's "Two Sages", if Zhao Gou uses this as a provincial test poem question, does he want to tell the whole world that I will not save my parents and brothers, unless the Jurchens take the initiative to release them back?

However, Li Ang maliciously guessed that perhaps Zhao Gou really thought of this when he came up with the question...... After all, his reputation in history is really not good.

As for the divination, it is easy to understand.

This is the minister of the Western Han Dynasty, who became rich by shepherding sheep in his early years, and when the Xiongnu committed a border, he took the initiative to express his willingness to donate property to the imperial court to help military funds. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was very moved and wanted to give him an official job, but Bu Shi said that he didn't learn articles and would not and did not want to be an official.

Later, he donated 200,000 yuan to Henan Taishou to relieve the victims, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty really didn't want to go, so he summoned Bu Shi and said, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to write, I also have a lot of sheep in Shanglin Yuan, so you can be a Lang official and shepherd sheep full-time.

This is the allusion of "shepherding sheep for Lang", Zhao Gou takes this as the title, which is to tell the reader, don't ask what the court has done for you, but think about what you have done for the court first. As long as you are diligent in dedication, I will naturally know in my heart that I will not treat you badly.

Guessing the emperor's intentions, this poem is easy to compose.

First prepare the draft in your heart, and then compare the requirements of format and rhyme, and take out two books from the exam basket behind you for reference.

That's right, Leon brought in two books, and it was above board. Because although the imperial examination in the Song Dynasty strictly forbade entrainment, those who took the examination of poetry were allowed to carry the "Cut Rhyme" and "Jade Chapter", the former was a rhyme book, and the latter was a dictionary.

After typing the draft, I can't write it on the test paper immediately, so I have to carefully check whether I have committed all kinds of taboos, and make sure that there are no mistakes several times, and then take out the official test paper with the seal from the bag, and copy it neatly one by one: Fu De Lang Shepherd Poem......

After copying, I blew on the ink again and double-checked it again.

At first, there was a smile on the corner of Li Ang's mouth, and he was very satisfied with his performance this time. But when I look at it, I am depressed, this word can only be regarded as neat. However, fortunately, the test papers of the provincial examination must be transcribed, as long as the volume is neat and the handwriting is correct, it should not be taken to make a fire.

After finishing the poem, I wanted to make persistent efforts to make a rough idea of the article "Moving the People to Do Not Words", but I was cold and hungry, and I guess that this is the case today when I look at the sky. So he put the test paper in a bag and put it away, and took two reference books and pressed them on top for fear of crumpling.

Then, he took out two pieces of dim sum and ate them while staring at the question hanging on the forehead of the hall.

The problem of fu is not big, it is just to write a rhymed prose, and there is basically no difficulty in solving the problem of "moving the people to do not words", the meaning is literal, Zhao conceived to use this fu to test whether his future officials have the consciousness of doing things solidly.

It should be said that the emperor is still very clear about himself and the current situation of this country, the Great Song Dynasty has mixed up to this step, and what he needs most now is a down-to-earth and capable official.

Before you know it, the sky has darkened.

The imperial examination in the Song Dynasty was different from that of the Tang Dynasty, it was strictly forbidden to hold candles, and you would obediently stop writing as soon as it was dark. The proctor will hang another lantern in the hall where the question is hung, but this is time-limited and will be extinguished at the end of the day.

All the candidates should take advantage of this time to eat, and they should eat. If the lights go out after a while, and you stuff the food into your nostrils, or fall into the pit with one foot, sorry, you will not be responsible.

Li Ang asked the soldiers in the corridor to buy a bowl of hot soup cakes, which was pimple soup, also called noodle fish, plus a plate of beef. Take a look, nine, yes, not nine, not nine, not nine, but nine! And the hot soup cake has little water, not to mention the meat, there is not even a drop of oil!

Li Ang joked with the soldier, saying that your business is darker than the cross slope of Mengzhou, isn't it a meat soup cake? What about meat?

The soldier was not annoyed, he picked up nine pieces of beef and poured them into the bowl, the official please, the serious meat soup cake, the time-honored brand of Gongyuan, there is no other branch.

Leon was speechless, but wondered what kind of place was this? It's good to have a hot mouth. Then he devoured everything, poured everything into his stomach before the lights went out, and went up to the hut in line again, and then returned to the house to get ready for sleep.

Naturally, there were patrol soldiers watching the whole process.

When it comes to sleeping, here's the problem. Originally, there was only one broken seat in the house, and one was a broken board, how to sleep?

This is difficult to **** Xunchen, the seniors in the family have already commanded. Put the wooden board against the wall, then put the test paper bag and two reference books on it, and fold the robe on top of it as a pillow. Then the futon is folded in half, and the person gets into it again, which is both warm and safe.

As soon as I fell asleep, the lantern went out.

In the entire tribute courtyard, there was no movement except for the footsteps of the soldiers.

But Leon estimates that most people, including himself, are unable to sleep except for old fritters. In the past few days, he has been able to understand why the scientific examination is not only a test for scholars, but also torture and destruction.

I can't remember which historical material it is, but it is said that Su Shi has a disciple named Li Qian, who was deeply appreciated by the teacher but failed repeatedly. Later, Su Shiquan knew that Gongju presided over the provincial examination, and Li Zhen was among the candidates for the examination.

The great writer made up his mind that he had to take him this time. When he was reading the papers, he found an article, he was overjoyed, wrote a few crosses, and said to Huang Tingjian, who was also a fellow acquaintance: "It's Biwu Li Qianye." ”

As a result, the number was dismantled and it was not, and after Li Zhen went home again, his mother cried and said: "My son met Suneihan and knew the tribute, but he still didn't rank first, what hope did he have?" He hanged himself.

As for what happened to Li Zhen, there is no record in the historical materials. But it is not difficult to imagine that because of his frustration in the field, his mother committed suicide, and in the traditional Chinese society where filial piety is the first, this person may not have a place to stand.

Thinking about it for a while, I didn't want to worry about the people who had become ancients, and instead pondered tomorrow's article. Occasionally, I got a good sentence, but I couldn't record it because the lights went out, so I could only recite it silently over and over again in my heart, hoping that I could remember it for the first time when I got up early tomorrow morning.

Gradually, the sleepiness came up, and I was about to fall asleep in a daze, when there was a thunderous snoring sound from the nearby house......