In the blink of an eye, it is February 20th.

In the past ten days, because of the unprecedented matter of openly selecting the prince, the entire Lin'an has been in an uproar.

Although this matter has little to do with the common people, it does not prevent them from watching it as a lively, after all, I have only seen the imperial examination to select officials before, and I have never heard that the prince can also be selected in the same way as the examination.

For a time, all over the city, teahouses and restaurants, tiles and goulans, downtown squares, streets and alleys, everywhere could not hear discussions about this matter.

"Hey, it's really groundbreaking, this future son of heaven actually has to pass the exam?"

"If you want me to see, it's those big turbans who are tossing around, this throne has always been granted by the mandate of heaven, how can there be such a ridiculous selection."

"That is, the officials don't care, these ministers and officials have this kung fu, it is better to worry more about the national economy and people's livelihood, and reduce the taxes on our heads."

"It's not like the official family doesn't care, I heard that the official family was almost forced to the Zen position by the civil officials at the beginning."

"Choose, choose, what's better than a stupid king being the prince."

"What a stupid king, brother, what you said is the old Huang calendar, haven't you heard, King Zhong is not stupid at all, a while ago in the Rongwang Mansion, not only made a peerless long couplet, but also casually came out of five upper couplets, which stumped the biggest officials on Zhedong Road."

"I also know this, at that time, my aunt and her second uncle's son-in-law's husband were present, and everyone admired King Zhong's knowledge at that time, and they all said that King Zhong was a Wenqu star."

"Since King Zhong is so smart, then the mother still chooses a prince with a ball, isn't this nonsense, just let King Zhong be the prince."

"You don't understand this, it's all those ministers who are selfish, and they are all looking forward to seeking a meritorious service, and they want to be a living Cao Cao."

Generally speaking, most of the people at the bottom are skeptical about this matter, but they are just cattle and horses, and no matter how much they have opinions, they can't affect the court.

And the people in the officialdom are more or less involved in the dispute, and few can stay out of the matter, whether they want to or not, they have to shout and give advice to the candidate prince supported by their faction.

More than 100 clan disciples gathered in Lin'an, and after countless intrigues, open and secret battles, they finally preliminarily selected five groups of a total of 24 candidates.

The reason why there was one less was because the Zhao official family strongly requested that King Zhong be included in it, and there was also the support of a small number of officials, so that Uncle Xie Fang had to compromise.

Speaking of which, Uncle Xie Fang's original desire to change the prince was to a large extent out of public interest, and he was not unaware of the changes in King Zhong later, but when things came to this point, the entire civil official group was rolled up, and he couldn't retreat if he wanted to, so he had to continue with his head.

The government and the opposition outside have been disturbed for more than ten days, but Zhao Mengqi in the palace is very leisurely, as if everything has nothing to do with him.

Originally, he needed to go to school, but his teachers didn't have time to teach him now, so they gave him a long vacation.

These days, in addition to checking the books and files, he is doing some exercises and exercising indiscriminately, until Lin Zhuban can't stand it anymore, and throws a simple and thick scroll to him, "This is the martial arts handed down by Taizu, if you want to practice martial arts, just practice it, don't make those weird tricks." ”

Zhao Mengqi thought to himself, what Song Taizu handed down, isn't that Taizu Changquan?

Taizu Changquan is the martial art that Zhao Kuangyin used to fight the world back then, and it has been widely spread in later generations, and Zhao Mengqi has seen it before, but he doesn't think it's a big deal, and it doesn't seem to be practical.

But he flipped through it slightly, and there were many illustrations on it, but when he looked closely, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, this was not a boxing technique at all.

Except for some of the body forging techniques in the front that were empty-handed, most of the back were holding various blades, and the posture and movements were somewhat similar to what he had seen before.

After thinking about it for a while, he seemed to have a sudden realization, no wonder he always felt that there was something wrong with those boxing techniques, it turned out that those movements were not boxing at all, but moves using weapons.

As for why the originally practical military array martial arts became like that in later generations, Zhao Mengqi roughly guessed something.

In the earliest days, basically all knowledge was monopolized and only belonged to a specific class, why before the Sui and Tang dynasties, basically only the children of the big families could be officials, because only they had the cultural knowledge to govern the country.

Later, in order to suppress the family, emperors such as Emperor Yang of Sui and Emperor Taizong of Tang began to elect officials through the imperial examination, and at the same time, they continued to spread cultural knowledge to the common people, which gradually broke the monopoly of the family.

But the ability to really march and fight a war is not something that can be learned with a few military books, such as the 36 strategies of Sun Tzu's Art of War, the things mentioned above are very large and slightly vague, and even metaphysical, and cannot allow an ordinary person to learn to lead troops.

What is really useful is the practical methods, such as the new book on discipline and the militia training manual, as well as the relevant knowledge of organizational methods, logistics management, military law and discipline, tactical arrays, and so on.

But anyone in power can allow the people to learn how to govern the country, but they will not allow military knowledge to be widely disseminated, so this knowledge continues to be monopolized, so the Great Song Dynasty does not have a family gate, but there are still generals.

That is to say, even if Song Taizu left relevant books, they would not be passed on to the people, or those that were circulated were castrated.

In addition, after the death of the Song Dynasty, under the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, the people even had to share kitchen knives, and the common people could only practice the martial arts that should be used to wield the blade empty-handed, so it was passed on to future generations.

Zhao Mengqi's book is full of actual combat martial arts, from physical training to weapon use.

Since then, Zhao Mengqi has practiced the 'family heirloom martial arts', if there is anything wrong, the old man Lin, who had not seen the shadow, will come out and give a few words.

Old man Lin naturally also discovered the abnormality of his body, he still looked as thin and thin as before, but he had the strength to lose to an adult ordinary person, and it seemed to be growing every day.

However, after the old man was surprised, he didn't have the heart to explore, maybe he was well-informed, or maybe he was alive and well, but the expectations for Zhao Mengqi in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

I don't remember the specific day, around midnight, that is, at three or four o'clock in the morning, Zhao Mengqi was picked up by Old Man Lin and slipped out of the warm bed, and since then he has started his career of getting up early to practice martial arts.

Don't talk about being inhumane so early, those ministers of the foreign dynasty get up earlier than this when they are about to go to the early dynasty, and those Ming monarchs who are strict with themselves in history also get up at this time.

On this day, Chaoyang had just climbed the roof, Zhao Mengqi was already sweating profusely, and when the sun shone on his body, he put away his posture and glanced around a few times, but he couldn't find the shadow of Old Man Lin again.

Huang Zhi held a cotton towel and trotted forward, "Ah Lang, you have to hurry up and change your clothes and eat, today is a big day, you can't miss the hour." ”

"It's not a daughter-in-law, it's a big day." Zhao Mengqi wiped his sweat, although he felt a little tired, he was in good spirits, "It's just a competition, what are you nervous about." ”

Huang Zhi grinned, "Ah Lang, it's almost time for you to take a concubine, I heard that the saint has already started looking for someone." ”

Zhao Mengqi just said it casually, but he didn't expect to really pull out such a thing, "So early?" Am I only fifteen? Besides, isn't Xie Niangniang worried about my unstable status? ”

"I heard that the saints often say that you are the only one who is the crown prince, and the foreign officials are just fooling around."

"Hey, you're really a bag to inquire, you can know a little bit about everything, so what does Yan Guifei do?"

Huang Zhi suddenly made a bitter face, "It's all guarding against us over there, where will there be news for the little one to know, but the official family has been staying in Ciyuan Hall every day recently." ”

"Then leave her alone for now." Zhao Mengqi threw the cotton towel back to Huang Gong and strode towards the dormitory.