The Ming Dynasty started with caution

East District of Beijing, Liu Mansion.

Liu Hongxiang stroked his beard and looked at the poems written by his grandson, and he was overjoyed: "It is a rare opportunity to display your talents in front of the emperor. Have you memorized Zizhi Tongjian?"

"Father, I am already reciting the Four Books." Qingshang boy said in a childish voice.

Liu Hongxiang lowered his head and thought hard. The imperial examination was for literacy. How could he recite Zizhi Tongjian and show his face in front of His Majesty?

"Oh, I'm really worried. If I had known, I would have asked Yan Chengjin to recite instead."

When the servants saw the master talking to himself, they scratched their heads and did not dare to disturb him.

The housekeeper walked in quickly: "Sir, Mr. Zhan is here."

Liu Hongxiang's eyes sparkled, and he stood up to greet him: "Mr. Zhan, my grandson is going to have his literacy tested in front of the imperial court. I'd like to thank you for your help."

Zhan Ruoshui was a famous and talented scholar in Nanjing Imperial College.

Before he became a great scholar, his fame had already spread among the scholars in the two capitals.

He had the most outstanding Confucian master in the world, Chen Xianzhang, who was known as the rare Confucian master after Zhu Xi.

Zhan Ruoshui bowed slightly: "I have met Mr. Liu. I wonder if Mr. Liu invites students here?"

"The grandson of my teacher will be inspected in front of His Majesty in ten days. You need to go to the palace."

The implication is that you also have the opportunity to pay homage to His Majesty, so take advantage of it.

…

Fei Mansion,

Fei Hong almost exploded with anger. There was a green grassland above his head.

What kind of student is this? He pees in his beloved inkstone, begs his wife to hug him, and touches everything with his hands.

Yan Chengjin's head is full of black lines. Is this the Ming Dynasty version of crayon refills?

Like a great father, like a grandson. Eight years old is the age when you are just starting to become sensible, and you are contaminated by bad habits.

Fei Hong said angrily, "Master Yan, this child can't be quiet for a moment. He will definitely be a prostitute when he grows up. Please send him back."

If he hadn't known that this baby was the son of Hu Gong, the chief secretary of the Ministry of Punishments, he would have beaten him up long ago.

Yan Chengjin thought for a moment and then ordered: "Find Wang Shouren."

Soon, Wang Shouren came to the courtyard and looked at Yan Chengjin: "I heard that Brother Gao wants to check in front of the emperor to reproduce Qin Shihuang's achievements?"

"Yeah." Yan Chengjin didn't intend to fool Wang Shouren.

Wang Shouren heard that Yan Chengjin had borrowed his grandson and wanted to proofread it in front of the emperor. He thought for two days that such a feat should be achieved by him and become a saint in one fell swoop.

But it was actually realized by Brother Gao, which made me feel ashamed.

He looked at Hu Nao and squatted down: "Your uncle asked you to come here and learn nothing?"

Hu Nao's eyes flinched, as if someone had seen through him: "Well, my eldest father said that as long as I don't learn, I can play cricket for the rest of my life."

Yan Chengjin lowered his head and pondered. He should have considered it a long time ago, but Wang Shouren was one step ahead of him. Well, the halo of the saint is indeed brighter than the halo of the protagonist.

Fei Hong suddenly realized that it was no wonder that this child was acting up as soon as he arrived.

Wang Shouren said: "Your eldest father is Hu Gong, the chief secretary of the Criminal Department, an old man with a half-white beard?"

"Yeah...how do you know?"

"He asked me to tell you that the plan has changed and that you can go home only after you complete your studies."

Hu Nao's big eyes were wet, he bit his lips in grievance, threw himself at Meng, and cried bitterly while burying himself in his chest.

Fei Hong's veins were exposed and he was panting like an ox. He almost killed this little bastard with his hands. Where did he rub it?

"Sir Fei, in just ten days, I will leave my honor as the censor of the capital to you. You are the first person recommended by me, so don't let me down." Yan Chengjin said.

How many times will this be yours? Wang Shouren's face collapsed.

Yan Chengjin returned to the mansion and waited for the verification in ten days. Only five days later, Li Dongyang couldn't help being curious and sent someone to the mansion to invite him.

This time, Yan Chengjin didn't go. Even if he didn't go, he still knew that Li Dongyang wanted to find out the news.

After all, only Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty could replicate Qin Shihuang's achievements. How could he not be tempted?

…

Li Mansion,

In front of the pavilion, the housekeeper walked in quickly and reported: "Master, Mr. Yan didn't say anything."

He must have deceived him last time and lost his trust in this guy's heart. Li Dongyang stroked his beard and thought deeply, then turned to look at Xie Qian: "Yu Qiao, will you go to Fei Mansion with me?"

"That's exactly what I meant!"

Xie Qian also wanted to know, what could be comparable to Qin Shihuang's great achievement of unifying the written language?

As cabinet ministers, they had assisted His Majesty for many years, but they could not imagine that they felt like being slapped in the face.

When they arrived at Fei Mansion, the door was closed tightly. After the doorman went in and announced, the door opened soon.

Fei Hong went out to greet him in person: "I have met Mr. Li and Mr. Xie."

Li Dongyang walked into the mansion and asked: "Yan Chengjin said, what achievements are comparable to Qin Shihuang's?"

Fei Hong called He Neng over, ordered him to prepare two sets of pens and ink, and said to Li Dongyang and Xie Qian: "Li Gong and Xie Gong, please write a word at random on a white paper. The harder it is, the better. I will ask him to identify it." ”

Li Dongyang's face was full of doubts. Isn't this boy Yan Chengjin's long-term follower?

"Could it be that he knows all the characters in the world?"

"No, Mr. He doesn't know much about literacy. He can only memorize Yan's family rules and three hundred thousand." Fei Hong received He Neng's guidance, so he called He Mister.

Xie Qian was confused: "Then why did you make me wait for the writing to be as difficult as possible?"

Fei Hong smiled and said: "Li Gong and Xie Gong just write."

How can he be cautious and stand by the desk, and have an instinctive fear of high officials, especially when the master is not around.

Li Dongyang thought for a while and wrote one word on the paper: 韼

Fei Hong picked it up and looked at He Neng: "Mr. He, what does this word mean?"

"No... I don't know." He Neng shook his head.

Fei Hong added a few strokes to this character, but Li Dongyang and Xie Qian couldn't understand it at all.

"Look again, how do you pronounce this character?"

He Neng took a look and instinctively said: "韼."

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian were shocked as if they had seen a ghost.

The court read new characters based on the direct pronunciation and fanqie of the Song Dynasty, which is the book of Jiujing Zhiyin.

Direct pronunciation is to write the top of the Chinese character with homophones.

For example, the top of 鼟 should be written as "十", but when homophones are also difficult, they can't learn it at all.

Fanqie is even more troublesome!

Fei Hong solved the problem easily, and Li Dongyang and Xie Qian were petrified.

Xie Qian didn't believe it and quickly wrote a word on the paper: 鼼

"I don't know this word." He Neng shook his head with a bitter face.

Fei Hong added a few strokes to the character, and Li Dongyang and Xie Qian were confused.

"Look again, what are you reading?"

He Neng moved his lips slightly and quickly spelled out: "鼙?"

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian staggered a step, too surprised to speak. Did Yan Chengjin invent a kind of writing?

"Zichong, what is this?"

Fei Hong bowed slightly: "Reporting to Mr. Li, it is pinyin."

This kid really won't speak nonsense easily!

After Qin Shihuang unified the writing, the people of the six countries could all be literate.

It is conducive to the spread of knowledge and trade between different cultures.

In terms of writing, adding pinyin can enable the people to understand agricultural books, laws, announcements and court reports, making it easier to educate the ignorant people.

Xie Qian's eyes condensed: "What is Yan Chengjin going to write?"

"The "Lao Gao Dictionary", what I want to teach Hu Gong's grandson is also pinyin."

Fei Hong's voice was not loud, but it made Li Dongyang and Xie Qian tremble violently.

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