It was late at night, and Qin Feng, who had returned to the Qin Mansion, was lying on the bed, thinking about how likely it was that Emperor Ming would take a fancy to the imperial examination system.

Naturally, the imperial examination system cannot be beneficial and harmless, and its advantage lies in breaking the monopoly of the powerful on the court and allowing students from poor families to have a bright future, thus changing the situation of emphasizing military force and ignoring literature for the imperial court, and recruiting capable talents in all aspects for the imperial court.

Its disadvantages are also obvious, that is, to a certain extent, it will imprison the minds of readers, and become a means for those in power to control readers.

However, this disadvantage is also an impact on future generations, at least for the time being, the pros and cons of the imperial examination system are all advantages for the Ming Emperor.

In other words, as long as Emperor Ming's brain has not been caught by the door, there is a high probability that he will take a fancy to the imperial examination system.

"Then the only question is, how will the Ming Emperor implement this policy." Qin Feng's face was thoughtful.

As we all know, reforms throughout the ages have all had to go through bloody storms, and it is rare to say that it has been smooth sailing.

And the general emperor, when the implementation of the new policy encounters resistance, the means available is usually to change the blood of the court and suppress the opposition voice.

Or punish the fiercest ones who oppose the screaming, and make an example of the chickens and monkeys.

But even if he is an emperor, he can't set a trap on others for no reason, and he always has to find a reason that seems reasonable.

That's why it's not easy to find.

Qin Feng thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of a good entry point, so he couldn't help but sigh and sighed: "Put yourself in your shoes, the emperor is not so easy to be.

If you don't have enough eyes, you really can't govern the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

That's it, everything I can do has been done, and whether the imperial examination system can be completed or not can only depend on the means of the Mandate of Heaven and the Ming Emperor. ”

Qin Feng, who was thinking like this, fell asleep, and in the sea of gods, the reflected star shone brightly.

At the same time, Qin Feng had an unusually real dream.

In the dream, on the way to Hanmen Academy, he saw officials and people from the state who were making things difficult for his students and their families.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, he naturally would not sit idly by and stepped forward to repel the officials.

The people of the country did not take action directly, but kept ridiculing him, the Hanmen Academy and those Hanmen students with words.

The people in the world are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the untouchables are just laughing and generous when they read, and so on.

There are no longer a few onlookers, everyone dares to be angry when they hear it, and the students of Hanmen Academy bow their heads in despair.

Qin Feng in the dream could clearly feel that the other party was deliberately provoking him.

Sure enough, after the other party finished mocking, he directly asked him if he dared to have an academic dispute with Guozijian.

With such a blatant conspiracy, Qin Feng naturally wanted to suspect the other party's true purpose, but for the sake of poor students, it was impossible for him to choose to avoid the battle in this academic battle.

Just as Qin Feng in the dream was thinking, a voice sounded in his head—promise him.

Then, there are more sporadic images.

The vast Wenxin platform, the crowd of people under the stage.

One after another, the people of the country came to power to compete with him.

He saw the hopeful eyes of the poor students, and also saw the sneers and fearlessness on the faces of those people in the country.

"Who said that poor students can't read a piece of the world?"

Qin Feng muttered in his mouth, and as a ray of sunlight shone into the room, he woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Qing'er cleaning the room, and the other party was a little surprised: "Young Master, but you have a nightmare?" ”

Qin Feng shook his head, then pinched his eyebrows, and thought in his heart: "That dream just now, could it be a dream?" ”

When he was in Jinyang City, the old man told him that the divination of the Wensheng Taoist is divided into two kinds, one is Tianzhan and the other is Mengzhao.

The former is actively performed, like stargazing and three thousand hopes.

And when the latter comes, it is always inadvertently.

Qin Feng recalled the contents of the dream, and repeated the voice that sounded in his head: "Promise him." ”

After finishing breakfast in the Qin Mansion, Qin Feng set off for the Hanmen Academy.

As he walked, he suddenly had a strange look on his face, and the vendors on the side of the street were shouting loudly, and the noodle stall was not open today, and a woman was haggling with the vendors.

He saw a restaurant not far away, subconsciously paused, and after a while, there was a drink spilled in the air, that is, the drunk upstairs was drunk early in the morning, playing drunk.

The passers-by who were spilled with the wine scolded and scolded, and said a bad word.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, if he didn't pause, he would also be splashed on his sleeves by the wine, just like in a dream!

"No, it won't." The corners of his mouth twitched, and he continued to walk towards the Hanmen Academy, there was a crossroads in front of him, if what happened today was really exactly the same as what he dreamed about last night, then after turning the crossroads, he could see the ugly faces of those officials and the people of the country.

And that's exactly what happened!

As soon as he turned the corner, Qin Feng heard a stall owner flattering: "Good manners, raise your noble hands, today's breakfast should be invited by the villain." ”

The three officials patrolling the street took a bite of the rice crackers in their mouths, and after saying that they were unpalatable, they all spit on the stall owner's face.

When the rest of the people who were eating breakfast saw this scene, they dared to stay and left as if they were fleeing.

The stall owner was insulted like this, but he still had to force a smile, and the young man who was helping him could only tug on his father's sleeve tightly and look at the three people in front of him in fear.

This young man is a student of Hanmen Academy, and every day before dawn, he will help his father's breakfast stall, and then rush to Hanmen Academy before the start of classes.

The old father of the stall owner didn't dare to wipe the stains off his face, and kept apologizing: "It's the villain's craftsmanship that is not perfect, and he has neglected all the adults, there are some copper coins here, which are obtained by the small ones this morning, and I honor you, please don't blame you." ”

The three officials looked at the string of copper coins handed by each other, and immediately shouted, "What about the one who sent him to ask for food?" ”

One of them leaned closer, raised his palm, and was about to make a move.

There was a thunderclap from the sky, and a white thunderbolt swept across his forehead, scorching a few strands of hair.

This scene stunned everyone present, and the official who raised his hand was stunned on the spot, frightened and at a loss.

As long as the white thunder deviates by two or three inches, it will cost him his life if he can't keep it!

"Who is it?!" The other two officials came back to their senses and hurriedly looked in the direction where the white laser had come from.

I only saw a handsome boy in black approaching step by step, and the young man saw the face of the comer, and said excitedly and worriedly: "Master Qin? ”

Qin Feng smiled back gently, and then looked at the three officials coldly.

"In broad daylight, you dare to do something to us, and you can't find death?!" An official shouted.

was quietly reminded by another person tugging on his sleeve.

"What do you do?"

"Look at his waist."

The official then looked over, and saw a green jade demon slaying order that was very eye-catching, and he was immediately frightened.