My years in the Northern Song Dynasty Guozijian

Wang Anshi was holding a thick dozen of test papers, and walked in the Imperial College with a blank face, and the passing doctors came forward to say hello to him either inquiring or flattering.And Wang Anshi didn't ignore it, he stopped and returned the gift earnestly.

When I walked into the study, I found that someone was already waiting there.

"Master Liang, is there anything I can do for you?"

Guozijian Chengliang looked at the slovenly young man in front of him, feeling quite uncomfortable.It stands to reason that Guo Ru was kicked out, and in terms of qualifications and knowledge, it should be his turn to be the sacrificial wine. Who would have thought that a young boy would come by airborne.He was only 22 years old when he was full and full of calculations. He just got a Jinshi last year. The imperial court arranged such a person into the Imperial College, and didn't take himself seriously at all.

Liang Guan was full of resentment, and his words were filled with guns and sticks: "Wang Jijiu, many supervisors have come to me in the past few days, saying that the test questions you assigned are too difficult, and you haven't given them time to prepare. Make things difficult for people, look at this..."

"I gave them three days to read." Wang Anshi said calmly: "Besides, they are all simple questions, all selected from "The Analects of Confucius" and "Spring and Autumn". Even children with yellow mouths can answer them."

"You can't say that," Liang Guan obviously wouldn't let him go so easily: "Now those who stay in the Imperial College are all law students. They usually study "Xing Tong" and poetry in class. Let’s take the exam again, let’s examine poetry and fu.”

"I feel ashamed of their two sour poems." This is not for Wang Anshi to brag about. It is sought after by the world.Poetry writing depends on talent, even ordinary students who work hard may not be outstanding, let alone the second generation ancestors of Guozijian.

"Hey, Mr. Wang is the third fire of the new official's appointment, but I'm sorry to say that there are still many external problems in the prison that have not been resolved. Why should the first fire not be burned on the student doctor? Get ready." Liang Guan said with sincerity and earnestness, with an appearance of "Young man, I am doing everything for your own good", but in fact, he really had other ideas behind the scenes.You must know that Wang Anshi not only reformed the students, but also the teachers.He has established a strict inspection system for all doctors. Usually, there are no holidays, and guests are not allowed to receive them. Even his second-in-command is also included in the evaluation!

"So I gave them three days."

"You!" Liang Guan was furious, this Wang Jiefu was like a stubborn donkey, unable to communicate and unreasonable!Immediately walked away.

Wang Anshi watched him leave calmly, and stood there straight, not knowing what to think.After a long time, he sat down on the chair and sighed heavily.

Although his own person is serious, he is very intelligent. He has a clear view of the officialdom, and he knows exactly what Liang Guan is up to.But the other party made a mistake, that is, he, Wang Anshi, never cared about this Laoshizi Guozijian sacrificial wine from the very beginning!

When he was young, he traveled around with his father in officialdom, witnessed the suffering of common people, and was angry with Da Song for blindly compromising with foreign nationalities.He always had a dream in his heart. He believed that he could change the country, so he studied hard for this purpose, and he won the No.4 Jinshi subject just after he passed the championship.

In high spirits, he wrote many articles in a row, and expressed countless opinions on various shortcomings of the Song Dynasty. Fortunately, his articles were noticed by the officials and Fan Gong, who called him to go to the palace for questioning.Wang Anshi was overjoyed, but when he got there, he found that the official was holding his thoughts on the tribute exam that he had written at will.

When the official asked if he would like to manage the Guozijian, Wang Anshi's first reaction was to refuse.But in his heart, he told him that although Guozijian offering wine is not a good job, it is still from the fourth grade.If he refuses, he can only become a junior official of the seventh rank, and he still needs to go through the qualifications step by step. I don't know when he will be able to have a place in the court.

Oddly enough, he nodded.

Although the official position has been promoted, it is getting farther and farther away from his dream of going to the local area to benefit the people. This is more uncomfortable for Wang Anshi than being stabbed.At midnight, he tossed and turned, ashamed of his choices.

But fortunately, Wang Anshi is stubborn by nature. Now that he has done it, he intends to do his best.Flipping through the test papers of the students, he began to review them one by one.

Liang Guan said that he was unreasonable, but that was not the case.His paper this time mainly investigates two directions.One is Tie. The so-called "Tie" refers to dictation. It mainly examines "Spring and Autumn", "The Analects of Confucius", and Xingtong.Even if they couldn't answer this part, Wang Anshi wouldn't be too angry.Firstly, he already knew the level of the yamen, and secondly, he himself dismissed such rote memorization.

In addition, there is another policy theory, which is the most important aspect of the investigation.In Wang Anshi's eyes, changes should have been made to the imperial examinations, which mainly focus on poetry and prose. Policy theory can not only reveal the knowledge reserve of students, but also reflect literary talents and political ambitions. A good policy theory can even be helpful to the entire Song Dynasty.

"I don't know if I can find any good seedlings this time..." He took up his pen and commented enthusiastically, and then the more he looked, the more angry he became.

"It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable!" Wang Anshi's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he felt blood rushing upwards. He wished he could teach these students a lesson now.

The topic of this policy discussion is "Yang, Huo wants to see Confucius". This question comes from "The Analects of Confucius Yanghuo No. 17".The test questions are very divergent, and what to write depends on your own interests.

However, I don’t know whether it was intentional or not, the paper was just not enough here, so only half of the test questions were cut to the three characters “Yang, Huo Yu”, and the rest was on the back.

But these three words alone are enough for second-generation ancestors to imagine.Fourteen or fifteen is the age of youth and restlessness, and the ancients were precocious, so you should know almost everything.I didn't notice the back at all, and started writing based on these three words.

Some follow the line of the graceful school, regardless of whether it is a theory or not, they directly write sentences such as "tender face is evenly red, and the waist is graceful", and many erotic poems have been mentioned.

Some took a bold and unrestrained line, writing freely about their views on the affairs of men and women, and even recommended the brothels they frequented to their "fellow man" Wang Anshi.

The most speechless thing is that the Guozijian also mixed in some shabby households with mediocre conditions. In order to flatter them, they directly wrote articles like "Anecdotes about Wang Jijiu and my mother" to get close.

Wang Anshi was disgusted when he saw it. He has a good character and learning, and usually meets people who are similar to himself. He has never seen such insulting words.

Once again, I suppressed my anger and wrote comments on Zhang's nonsense test paper.Wang Anshi continued to scroll down, and suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Good handwriting! The appearance is round and the bones are connotative. It is really a good work!" Holding this test paper, after being mentally polluted by the second generation ancestors, he found such beautiful handwriting. For Wang Jijiu, it is like a long drought. Every rain.

A student who can write such a single stroke must have a brilliant literary talent.He laid out the test paper, read it expectantly, and then...

"What the hell are these things!"

Wang Anshi completely collapsed, and even couldn't help being rude.Although this volume doesn't talk like others, but the whole article is talking about how good the weather is today, what he did all day, how he feels...

If Wang Xianggong could travel to the 21st century, he would definitely understand.This style is the legendary, running account...

Turning to the first page angrily, he wanted to see who wrote it, but the word "Ye An" came into view.

"Damn it! It's you again!" Throwing the paper aside, Wang Anshi made another note in his heart.

……

Ye An lay on the table like an ostrich, no matter how others shouted, he couldn't get up.

"I said, isn't it just an exam, why are you like this?" Zhao Zongshu was speechless, stretched out his hand and pulled him twice, seeing that he still didn't move, he simply lifted him up.

"Let me go!" Ye An struggled, how could such rough nerves understand the pain of being a top student!What's more, it was Wang Anshi who judged the papers. If he got up one day and wrote a random article to bring him along, wouldn't he be infamous forever! ?

"What are you doing?" Fan Chunren stood behind holding the test paper with a smile, and it seemed that he had just come out of Wang Jijiu's study.

Ye An's body stiffened immediately, and after a while, he turned around and asked, "They're all out."

"Well, Wang Jijiu was approved overnight."

Ye An hesitated to test: "Then...how much do I rank?"

Fan Chunren gave him a sympathetic look: "No.80."

... Sure enough, Ye An wanted to cry but had no tears. There are currently 81 students in Guozijian, excluding Guo Zhonghe who is self-reflecting at home, he is the last one.

Di Yong preached to him: "Lord Wang is not easy to get along with at first glance, you should study hard and work harder..."

"You are ranked 75." Fan Chunren couldn't see it anymore, and calmly interrupted some people's pretense.

At this time, Hou Zongguang, who had been eavesdropping on their conversation, interrupted: "Brother An, do you want me to make up your lessons." After Guo Zhonghe was driven back, he once wanted to join Ye An's small circle and get close to the beauty. But no one paid him any attention.

"79" Fan Chunren continued to expose the truth, then took out his test paper and handed it over: "Oh, by the way, my lord also asked you to copy the Book of Rites fifty times."

It turns out that this person is the one who "Wang Jijiu and my mother have a couple of things".I saw Wang Anshi wrote viciously on his paper, "The rat has skin, but the human has no manners. The human has no manners, so why not die."This is a sentence in the Book of Songs, which probably means that mice have skins, but you are shameless, why don't you die!You could see how angry he was.

Hou Zongguang fled in desperation, leaving the four of them staring at each other.

"So, does the number one in the class also have comments?" Ye An saw the word "rotten wood" marked on his test paper, and there were lasagna tears in his heart.However, the evaluation of the rest of the test papers was not very good, so I curiously asked Fan Chunren what his evaluation was.

Unexpectedly, Fan Chunren shook his head: "I am not number one, Xing Wenjing is number one."

"What!?" The teenagers all expressed their curiosity. Fan Chunren's knowledge was placed there, but someone was ranked above him.

It seems to be a little unwilling, but more of admiration, Fan Chunren said: "My problem is that 'a gentleman chooses righteousness, a villain cuts off desire, and a man wanders between good and evil, so the sage governs with his arch', said Jijiu. The intention is too ordinary, and I still pursue stability too much." Hearing these words, he was praising the emperor and showing his loyalty, but at this time everyone was writing strategies like this.

"On the contrary, Xing Wenjing's 'Wonderful virtues in the world are based on innocence without seeking, and without desires, you can be strong'. It is much better than mine."

Zhao Zongshu also admired him, he didn't expect that Xing Wenjing, who usually doesn't talk much and walks alone, is so talented.

"You can understand too?" Di Yong looked at him suspiciously.

"Why don't I understand?!" Zhao Zongshu was furious, this guy looked down on people so much.

Fan Chunren laughed beside him and said, "He is ranked fifth this time, and he said that he is a solid learner."

"What!?" Everyone said in unison.

"Brother An, why are you like this?" Zhao Zongshu was quite hurt.

Ye An smiled mischievously, he can't be blamed for this, who made you look like a scumbag.Then there was another pain in my heart, I looked like a domineering student, but it was completely useless.Thinking of the dark life in the future, I couldn't help being depressed.Fan Chunren comforted him and offered to help him make up lessons.

"It's useless." Ye An declined, and told his friend about his dyslexia under the puzzled eyes.

Several people were slightly taken aback, and after a while, they burst into laughter, expressing their disbelief.

Ye An: QAQ he knows!