[Comprehensive History] Clothes are all over the world

Kaifeng, the capital of Henan Province, is a famous cultural city.

Although the city was devastated during the Jin and Yuan Dynasties, it has a strong foundation. In addition to delicious candies and various delicacies, the local bookstore is also very worth visiting.

It used to be the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, and an extremely important cultural and economic center for the entire Northern Song Dynasty and even the entire East Asia. Therefore, during the war, this place was plowed back and forth several times by Jinmeng's iron hoof.

What the looters who chased after gold and jade ornaments didn't know was that the most precious treasure of the entire Northern Song Dynasty was standing in front of them at this moment.

In today's Taixue in Kaifeng, there is a whole set of steles engraved from the first year of Qingli under the auspices of Song Renzong, which lasted 20 years and was not completed until the first year of Jiayou. It is the Kaicheng stone completed in the second year of Emperor Wenzong of Tang It is a rare treasure left after the large-scale collation and research of Confucian classics after the classics.

Although there are Guangzheng Stone Classics engraved in the Later Shu Dynasty, the Guangzheng Stone Classics mainly refer to Tang Wenzong's version. Therefore, the Northern Song Dynasty Stone Classics compiled and built with the power of the literati in the whole country are actually a re-interpretation of the Tang Stone Classics after 228 years. An original traceability.

After the war between the Song and Yuan Dynasties, part of the Stone Classics was inevitably destroyed, but the local bookstore also left a considerable number of rubbings of the Stone Classics for reference.

However, this kind of rubbings is expensive, and most students will choose cheaper hand-written copies, while some students who are relatively short-handed can use the method of copying scriptures in exchange for living expenses.

However, there will inevitably be a problem-the quality is different.

The volume of the stone scriptures is huge, and the text engraved on it has been baptized by wind and frost for more than [-] years, which is not as clear as before. It is inevitable that there will be typos in the handwritten copies.It would be bad if you learned from typos, so the average student had to go to the edge of the original monument to proofread after purchasing the manuscript, and if they had a reference book in hand, they would also come to check it.

This is what Mu Bai is doing now.

He also bought a lot of books in Kunming, Yunnan before, but he also knew that the books that could flow to Yunnan must have passed through many hands.

The rulers of the Jin and Yuan dynasties were completely indifferent to culture, let alone the official collection and arrangement of Confucian classics. Since the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, most of the documents and classics that have survived in the world are self-engraved and hand-copied versions.

Although his reliable little friend Mu Chun has helped him correct some of them, there are still many mistakes.It was a rare opportunity. After shopping and buying souvenirs, Mu Bai immediately took his younger brother and the friends who were taking the scientific examination together to Kaifeng Tai School to check the reference books.

However, Kaifeng Taixue, as a national key school, doesn't mean you can get in if you want!This is thanks to their status as fresh graduates.

After checking with the reference book, Mu Bai realized how serious the problem was, and his and Atu's expressions became serious.

Whether it is his books or Atu's books, including the books bought in Sichuan, they are not spared. All the scriptures have mistakes, it's just a matter of how many.

Some of these mistakes are outrageous. It is no longer a problem of missing radicals, but a lot of homonyms and even words with completely different sounds and meanings!

Obviously, in order to save time and improve efficiency, a group of people adopted dictation, but the writers were not skilled enough, which led to such tragedies.To make matters worse, another wave of people used their documents as a template to make a copy that was out of shape.

It is not Mu Xiaobai's exaggeration to say that it was a tragedy. You must know that these people who are studying are not reading novels. The little cuties who read novels will probably bear it with a frown when encountering big typos.

But once things like words are involved in politics, it's not that simple.

Those literati who are mixed in the political arena have eighty knots in their heads. You think it’s a typo, others think it’s ulterior motives, but it’s just that they fail the exam. Wouldn’t it be wronged if they were clicked?

In addition, there is another problem that cannot be seen in the short term, but is fatal in the long run.

"So why do I have to check this..."

Halati looked at the books in his hand and the words on the stone tablet, his eyes circled.For a person who is still learning Chinese, checking the inscriptions is really too difficult.

Chinese is so damn hard to learn!

Of course, Mu Bai and his party still gave this beginner the gentleness he deserved. They did not require Harati to understand these words at all. As long as he checked each word and found that the shape was different, he would circle it. Mu Bai and A Tu will check again.

But even if everyone came to find fault, this kind of pattern without memory is quite difficult for Halati.

Finally, after rubbing his eyes painfully for the third time, Halati made a sound of wanting to strike.

At that time, Mu Bai was stuffing candy into the mouth of his younger brother who was running around to help deliver the books.Hearing this, Mu Bai raised his eyes and looked at Ah Tu who was holding a brush to check.

Originally, the main force of the check was him and Atu. Halati actually came to take care of a few children, but he did not expect to be on the "front line" under the command of Atu.

"If we don't come to do this, it is very likely that we will become the last batch of students who leave Yunnan to go to Yingtian Mansion." Atu looked away from the book in his hand, his face was calm, and his tone was very calm, But the words that came out were startling.

"Brother Halati, you haven't taken the literary test, so you may not know the key. When I was passing through Chengdu, I asked about the local rural test papers."

Mu Bai paused, then continued with a serious face: "Even though most of the test questions are not made public, I can only ask a few questions to find out, but Guan Zhongjian also knows the difficulty of their test papers."

"Their difficulty is two or three times that of ours." Mu Bai said solemnly, "This is the normal level of Ming students, and our test paper, when the commander came out, the entire Dianchi Lake may have been filled with water."

"Wow, how can it be so exaggerated?" Halati was taken aback by him, and couldn't help saying, "It's not like we didn't meet students along the way, didn't you both talk well with others? My Chinese is not good, but I've also heard them praise you."

Hearing this, Mubai exchanged glances with Atu, and Qiqi showed a wry smile: "Brother Halati, do you think it's fun to see dogs making bows?"

"It's fun!" Halati was a little confused, who wouldn't like a puppy who can bow, how rare it is.

But facing the wordless silence of the two young men, his expression gradually changed.Halati is not stupid. A child who can grow up eating a lot of food and is not annoying may be straightforward, but he is definitely not stupid. The young man read an answer he didn't like from the attitude of the two friends .

"Yes, in their eyes, we are as rare as that dog that can bow."

The young man who said such ruthless words raised his eyes and looked straight at him: "Because we come from a barren land in their eyes, they will think that it is good that such a place can teach people who can communicate. A few lines of Confucian literature are even more rare, so they don't mind complimenting a few lines, just like you praised me when you saw me raising a bow and shooting arrows."

"This kind of praise is viewed from a high place, and it is full of tolerance and understanding, but I..." He paused every word, "I don't want to be treated with this attitude, and I believe that young people in my hometown will not be willing." accept this treatment."

"But it doesn't depend on our wishes. We are from Yunnan. As newly naturalized people, the emperor of Ming Dynasty will definitely give us certain preferential treatment. This preferential treatment will indeed allow us to come here as the outstanding ones in our hometown. Come to Yingtian to participate in the gathering of the most important literati in the country."

"Our township examination papers are indeed more than three to five times simpler than those of ordinary counties, but no matter how simple the questions given by the chief envoy of Yunnan are, everyone who enters the capital takes the same test papers. Are we going to accept hard work for many years and then Is it the result of the three-day tour? Do all future Yunnan students have to experience such an experience?"

"Do you know what is the difference between us and the Han students?" Atu also said in a low voice, "We are not stupid than them, and the teacher's resources can be made up for in the future. If it doesn't work, we can go back and learn it a few times. But this book..."

Mu Bai lightly patted his book full of corrections, and continued: "The books I and Brother Atu proofread are actually from different sources. I bought my books in Kunming, and some of them were written by my husband silently for me. However, Brother Atu bought his books from Han merchants. Therefore, our two books must have come from two different publishing directions.”

"But the same thing is that both of our books have errors. Atu's book was purchased in the Yuan Dynasty, and the error rate is [-]%, while mine has [-]% errors. What does this mean? It means that our students in Yunnan The possibility of becoming an official through the imperial examination in the future is fundamentally [-]% lower than that of the Han people. If things go on like this, the error rate will increase.”

"If something in this book is wrong, it's like picking the wrong seed when planting. No matter how hard you cultivate it, you won't be able to grow the right seedlings."

"And then..."

Mu Bai went on to say: "At that time, there will be no officials from Yunnan in the court of the Ming Dynasty, no one will speak for Yunnan from the standpoint of Yunnan people, no one will explain the customs of Yunnan to His Majesty, and ease the tension between Yunnan and Han. For a long time, Yunnan has always been an existence that they disdain to get close to and even feel antagonistic to.”

Yunnan and Yingtianfu are separated by thousands of miles. The difficulty of communication and numerous incomprehensions are like high mountains blocking the two groups of people from each other.

Yunnan, which has a complex terrain and where different ethnic groups live together, has very little influence from Han culture. For today's Han people, Yunnan people are completely barbarians.If no one serves as a bridge of communication between the two sides, then the people of Yunnan will always be the barbarians who use Gu worms and poison in people's minds.

If it continues like this, if there is any natural or man-made disaster, Yunnan will be the first to be abandoned.If there is any military chaos in Yunnan, Daming will directly send troops to violently encircle and suppress it.

If the device of the rat-throwing device is not exquisite enough, the owner will not want to spend effort to "restrain" it. It is easier to directly kill the device and the mouse together.

And that would be a catastrophe for the local people.

"So, what we can do is to cultivate tough talents as soon as possible while His Majesty still has a heart of love for the land of Yunnan." Seeing the young man's expression moved, Mu Bai and A Tu exchanged a look , the two sides held Halati's hand in an extremely tacit understanding, "Brother Halati, we are the first batch of students who passed the exam in Yunnan. In any case, our future will not be too bad, but we Their relatives are different."

"The current rural examination is issued by the local government, but if one day it is changed to the central government, then our hometown may face the dilemma that no one can pass the exam."

The two of you said something to each other, madly brainwashing the youth.

In the end, it was Mu Bai's hypothesis that knocked down Halati, "Brother Halati, you are the military governor of Yunnan. I also know that there are many strong men like you in Yunnan, but have you ever thought about what if What will happen if martial arts exams are also tested on scriptures and righteousness?"

In the terrified eyes of the young man, Mu Bai added: "The martial arts of the former Song Dynasty had to be tested in the "Martial Arts", if the Ming Dynasty really followed the example of the former Song Dynasty, then even the strongest fighters from their hometown would not be able to pass the martial arts. At that time, our Yunnan army was really going to be wiped out."

The young Yunnan Wuju Yakui suddenly raised his head, his pupils constricted, and silently stared at the two young men who were younger than him.The words of these two young boys were like a thunderbolt, burning all the pride and self-satisfaction in his confusion.

Seeing Halati's frightened expression, Mu Bai felt that the heat was enough, and began to cook chicken soup for others: "Status is something that you have to fight for yourself. We are the first generation, and it is also the bridge for Ming to understand Yunnan. If we don’t work hard and compete, then we will have no say in the future.”

"All right, all right!" Halati, who has a strong sense of responsibility, was almost out of breath from his own guilt and sense of responsibility. He uttered a mournful cry and covered his ears and shouted, "I see, I Keep watching, it's okay."

He knew more or less that the two were exaggerating, but he also knew that that terrible future was a possibility.

As far as he is concerned, even if that kind of future is only a possibility, he dare not take the risk!

Halati broke away from the two holding his hands, gritted his teeth, picked up the book he had dropped, and walked towards the forest of steles with heavy steps, his small eyes that were flaming almost melted the words on the forest of steles.

Mu Xiaobai and Atu boy, who were freed, gave each other a high-five with their eyes, and then took out the book and continued to copy.

The wooden boy who was watching all this, watched Halati's menacing back and slurped the candy in his mouth.

As a smart kid, Muwen has never struggled since he was assigned a task.He glanced sympathetically at Halati, who was frightened with a cautious expression and dripping with cold sweat, and thought with some emotion.

As an unintelligent person, just listen to the arrangement of the intelligent person, and really don't think too much about other things, otherwise you will be brainwashed into a fool by the intelligent person.

In Xiaodi Mu's heart, his elder brother is the first-class smart person in the world.Mu Xiaowen never struggled with the orders given by his elder brother.

Therefore, the well-behaved Mu Xiaowen has candy to eat, while Harati, who intends to resist, gets only a mental attack.

However, it is a pity that even if the four people worked together and put in 180 points of effort, until the old Mr. Luo who was left in the main force came to urge them to go, their proofreading work was only completed [-]%.

Regarding this, Halati expressed his worries, while Mu Bai and A Tu, who had been prepared for a long time, were very calm.

"Have you forgotten where we are going next?" Atu patted Halati on the shoulder with a smile, "We are going to the capital of Ming Dynasty. Although I heard that the emperor of Ming Dynasty did not engrave stone scriptures, But I think the accuracy of the books sold in the capital should be quite high."

"And if we can be admitted to the Imperial College, we can borrow the books there for free." Mu Bai also patted him on the shoulder, telling him to relax a bit, and stop being so tense.

Unexpectedly, Harati grabbed the paws of the two with a backhand, and begged them with a serious face to be admitted to the Imperial College.In order to supervise the two of them, he even changed seats with Ah Tu, and sat in the carriage that he could not see at all before, so that the two young people could recite the book together, while he supervised from behind.

In order not to disturb the two of them, even Mu Xiaowen was taken captive to the pony carriage, plus Mr. Luo who was sitting in the carriage... Mu Bai seemed to be able to hear the painful groans of the rented carriage.

Then, the accompanying caravan was surprised to find that the Yunnan lads in their team, who were dressed in colorful foreign costumes, all seemed to be different people. Storytelling is gone.

A group of five people looked like ascetic monks. The tall and burly man was driving a carriage, holding a book in his hand, and staring at the two young men on horseback with a pair of tiger eyes.

The first two boys stopped chatting, and they were all endorsing their books. The learning atmosphere couldn't be more intense.

But everyone observed and found an interesting thing. In fact, the one holding the book seemed not to understand whether the two young people were reciting correctly. Instead, the little baby sitting next to him would remind

"Brother Atu, you recited it wrong. The worry-free person is King Wen, not King Yiwu. King Wen of Zhou is the lucky goose whose father started his business and his son inherited it."

"Mu Xiaowen, speak well." Mu Bai, who had a headache memorizing memorization, used ready-made examples to educate his younger brother, "The result of substandard official language is not only embarrassing yourself, but also easy to bring legacy problems to others."

Mu Wen blinked his eyes, repeated the speech just now, and then happily enjoyed Brother Xia's compliment.

The atmosphere at the scene was once very brotherly and respectful.

The Atu boy who came here alone was crushed by his brothers' IQ and was stared at for endorsement. He was about to collapse.

He whimpered and uttered a line with difficulty: "I don't want to work hard anymore."

"No." Harati reprimanded with a serious sense of responsibility, "Before you told me to set an example for future students in Yunnan, did you forget it so quickly?"

That is to cheat the labor force, who knows that this stupid thing is really serious? !

Ah Tu, who was clever but was mistaken by cleverness, lay on the horse and sobbed.

His nasty little friend was still around and relentlessly spurred him on.

"Ah Tu, memorize it quickly! Our goal is to pass the test! I'm only ten years old, you can't count on me, can you?"

Liars, all liars!

Ah Chu Ah Tu is really about to cry, that’s not what you told me when I first left Yunnan!

His Royal Highness, who overheard all this by accident, touched his chin, looking thoughtful. When Fu Zhong came to report, he heard him muttering what his posthumous title could be called "Wen" in the future. some type of.

Fu Zhong:? ? ?

Why do you, a prince who is still alive, think about things after your death?

You don't understand... His Highness the Crown Prince gave him a melancholy look.Everyone has times when they don’t want to work hard, but who wants to work hard by being a salted fish!

He also wanted to be in the light of his son.