The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 573

[573. Chapter 559 Rise up! Xishan Academy]

Xishan Academy

holds the imperial examination, it inevitably attracts the attention of countless people.

Jinke is no exception.

Especially last time, Xishan Academy won fifteen candidates in one breath, which shocked the capital even more.

So much so that the candidates from other places who came to take the exam also heard about it.

This is inevitably a bit unconvincing.

The Gongsheng students in Beizhili had always performed at a limited level in the imperial examinations, but Xishan Academy was still able to make a huge difference.

Although at the beginning, the pioneers of Xishan Academy directly recruited six Jinshi, no one really believed in this evil.

Liu Jie and fourteen classmates have arrived at Gongyuan. Outside Gongyuan, countless candidates have been waiting anxiously.

Everyone was in groups, mostly fellow villagers, talking about something among themselves.

When a cannon sounded, the gate of Gongyuan opened wide, and Liu Jie and his classmates filed in.

In Minglun Hall.

Xie Qian sat in it.

Because last time, there was a suspicious leaking case. Although it was finally found out, it was just a false accusation and it was all false.

But…

in order to prevent the last accident from happening, Xie Qian has not released the questions so far. Even the examiner accompanying him has not leaked a single word.

Seeing that it was getting late and all the candidates had taken their seats, a clerk came to report something. Xie Qian said calmly: “Come on the question. The title is ‘Not for the Tao’.”

After a while, the question was raised and placed. Got out.

Liu Jie entered the examination room, still feeling uneasy.

In the past, I was a talented scholar who failed to succeed in many trials, and my confidence had long been wiped away.

After that, because he studied at Xishan Academy, he got the first place in the Beizhili Township Examination in high school, and his life changed from then on.

But…

Liu Jie couldn’t help but wonder, will he be so lucky this time?

He had long been numb from sitting in Xishan Academy reading and doing questions every day, so numb that his mind was filled with it. Now, he was finally going to compete.

But as soon as the question was asked…

Liu Jie’s expression changed.

“Not for the Tao…”

This question is so familiar.

This sentence comes from Zhongyong. On the surface, it means “one cannot follow the Tao”, but in fact, the beginning of this sentence should be “the Tao is not far away”.

In fact, this sentence also illustrates the principle of simplicity. Confucius believed that the truth is around people and is not complicated.

It’s just that Cheng Zhu’s explanation is different.

Of course, that’s not the point.

The point is that Liu Jie discovered that he had done this question before.

No, I didn’t just do it before, but I did three articles in a row. I felt dissatisfied with each article, so I explained it to me. After explaining it, I continued to write it again.

People are like this. If there is an article and someone explains it to you, you may have completely forgotten it after a year and a half, but the questions you have done are very familiar.

Liu Jie has done so many questions that he can write a complete chapter even with his eyes closed. Coupled with this familiar question…

Liu Jie closed his eyes suddenly and tried to remember.

He even remembered that in the end, there were several errors in the questions he wrote, and he was specifically pointed out.

And now…

suddenly, his eyes opened, and there was a bright light in these eyes.

He smiled slightly and started writing directly without pondering.

The experience of constantly reviewing the questions made him just have to think about the problem, just like filling in the blanks, and fill in these eight articles without even much deliberation and thinking at all. This is almost like a conditioned reflex.

Half an hour later, an eight-legged essay was completed.

Others were still thinking hard, some reluctantly started writing, but were still trying to chew every word carefully, and some seemed surprisingly cautious. After all, this involved a major test in their lives, so, Although he was confident, he still held the pen and thought.

There are also people who are a little confused. No matter what, they can’t think of a way to solve the problem, and cold sweat is dripping on their foreheads.

In one day, I thought of a way to solve the problem, and I still need to write an article. This article must not exceed the rules of the eight-legged essay in the slightest, even if every sentence said in it is required to be a sage. That is to say, it is not about what you say, but about understanding the meaning of this sentence on behalf of the saints. It must be upright, contain the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, and more importantly, it must also conform to the principles of Cheng and Zhu’s studies.

It’s almost like dancing on the edge of a knife.

So many literati and talented people in ancient times were finally made things difficult by these eight-legged essays. They spent their whole lives and still failed to achieve success.

Just when everyone is still in trouble.

Liu Jie has already started the first proofreading.

He took out another draft and began to revise his article carefully.

Where the wording is not concise enough, change it.

Wherever you don’t achieve what you want, change it.

Which part may cause the examiner to have some misunderstanding, correct it.

After he finished revising the first draft, another half hour passed.

There is plenty of time.

But many candidates are still sweating and staring at the blank examination paper.

But Liu Jie was not in a hurry, and he began to revise the draft for the third time.

Then came the fourth and fifth times.

After waiting for the manuscript to be flawless in his opinion, he started another formal test paper and transcribed the final manuscript.

In this way, a beautiful article with Xishan characteristics, like an industrial assembly line, is completely completed.

The sky was a little dark, and the candidates who had not yet started writing at noon were already looking troubled and were not allowed to start answering papers indiscriminately.

There are also some candidates who took the questions early in the morning and refined the essay word by word. By the evening, they barely came to the end.

But Liu Jie had everything ready.

With the sound of a clapper, today’s exam ended and the scribes began to collect the papers.

Liu Jie walked out of the examination room calmly. Outside the examination room, his classmates had been waiting for him for a long time.

All the junior brothers bowed to Liu Jiejie.

Liu Jie immediately responded with courtesy.

Everyone smiled knowingly at each other.

More than a year of hard work seems to have been in vain.

Fang

Jifan was thinking about the imperial examination and asked Deng Jian to go outside the Gongyuan to take a look. He was waiting for news at home, but he did not wait for Deng Jian to come, but instead waited for Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao looked worried. When he saw Fang Jifan, he said eagerly: “It’s terrible, it’s terrible.”

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao sympathetically. Zhu Houzhao had become much thinner, and his face was no longer funny.

Fang Jifan said: “Your Highness, are you okay?”

“Not good.” Zhu Houzhao shook his head: “I’m afraid my father has a terminal illness.”

Fang Jifan frowned: “How can you be sure that it must be a terminal illness?”

Zhu Houzhao almost cried: “Yu As the doctors said, a lot of medicine had been given. Finally, the doctors confirmed that it was intestinal paralysis, which was really bad. “

It turned out to be appendicitis. “

In this day and age, appendicitis is indeed an incurable disease.

But in later generations, there were very few surgeries. It’s almost the same as circumcision.

When it comes to circumcision, Fang Jifan is quite experienced.

It’s just…cutting the appendix is so scary.

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao and asked: “How is his condition now?”

Zhu Houzhao looked like he was about to cry but had no tears: “Now he has barely recovered, and he can eat. It’s not as painful as before, but…”

Fang Jifan sighed: “May your Majesty live longer. May you live a long life.”

Zhu Houzhao grabbed Fang Jifan’s lapel and said, “I’m here to ask you to find a way.”

Fang Jifan was dumbfounded: “This…I…what can I do?”

Zhu Houzhao burst into tears. Earth, the Ming Dynasty is rich all over the world and has hundreds of millions of subjects. Why can’t it be done?

He pulled Fang Jifan’s lapel: “Old Fang, we are brothers, right? My father is your father. How can you be indifferent?”

Fang Jifan shook his head: “I really have no choice.”

Joking, This is really not cold-blooded by Fang Jifan.

There is no good way to cure appendicitis. If there is a way, the imperial doctors must be more experienced and better than me.

The only way is surgery.

Could Fang Jifan be allowed to hold a knife and draw strokes on the emperor’s belly? Just kidding, even if he dares to risk the power of the world, in this era, the surgical conditions are simple and the mortality rate is probably not low. Wouldn’t this… become the crime of regicide?

Fang Jifan was very worried about His Majesty. Although Zhu Houzhao said that his father was his father, which felt a bit like a gangster, but in his heart, Fang Jifan really had feelings for Emperor Hongzhi.

When Zhu Houzhao heard that Fang Jifan really had no choice, he suddenly became depressed. He sat blankly with his eyes blank: “It’s over, the family is broken, eh, I don’t want to live anymore, the queen… the queen is also very angry. I don’t know what will happen in the end. And the girl…the girl has been too sad these days and has fainted several times. She is already weak, and I don’t know…”

“What?” Fang Jifan said, “Your Highness, she…”

Zhu Houzhao roared at Fang Jifan: “Why are you so interested in my sister when I mention it? Are you interested in my father?”

Fang Jifan said ashamedly: “I am not, don’t talk nonsense. I mean, His Highness just now Speaking of Her Majesty the Princess, I think… maybe there is a way?”

“Have you thought of it?” Zhu Houzhao grabbed Fang Jifan and was immediately overjoyed.

Fang Jifan sighed: “Actually, Your Highness, the only one who can save Your Majesty in this world is Your Highness!”

“What do you mean?” Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan in shock.

Fang Jifan said: “Your Highness, you must understand the principle of intestinal paralysis. In other words, the small intestine is broken.”

Fang Jifan tried his best to explain to Zhu Houzhao using principles that were easier to accept.

Zhu Houzhao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

“It’s like… His Highness has a boil on his face. It won’t heal after a long period of treatment, and the wound keeps festering. What will Your Highness do at this time?”

“Cut him.” Zhu Houzhao said firmly.

Fang Jifan raised his thumb and said, “Your Highness is indeed smart and smart. I admire you very much. That’s right, I’ll cut him off!”

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