The Prosperous Era of Longwan

"I heard that the name of the guy who failed last time was Wei Wei? What was the name of the little guy who wrote the anti-drought strategy?"

The chief envoy, Councilor Si You, was a little drunk at the moment, so he unknowingly told the rumors he heard today.

Originally, such a banquet was attended by all the examiners of the provincial examinations, and topics involving candidates should be avoided consciously. However, this adult was already blushing at this time, and he spat out the words without thinking much.

"Drought-fighting strategy? What is it called? I don't remember it. I just remember it's from Jiujiang."

The official next to him was stroking his beard to answer the question.

"It seems that his name is Wei Guangde or Wei Guangcai. It's a pity that the statement is wrong."

The speaker shook his head and sighed.

"Is the drought-resistant strategy you're talking about the same one that says you need to find drought-tolerant seedlings?"

All the officials in the room were half drunk and half awake at the moment. The deputy chief examiner of this provincial examination also became a little interested when he heard about the drought relief measures.

Otherwise, many officials in both Beijing and Beijing read the test paper the year before last, and many of them were quite interested in the above-mentioned search for disaster-resistant seeds to deal with the drought in recent years.

"Yes, that policy paper will be written in the last provincial examination."

The official shook his head and said, "I didn't think anything of it at the time. When I got home, I thought about it carefully and felt that the strategy seemed to be right. Everyone seemed to have the same idea. In the next few days, we discussed it for a long time in the Yamen, and finally wrote a joint memorial. It's a pity that .”

"I also read it at the Nanjing Ministry of Rites, and the eldest uncle also thought it was a good idea, but the emperor still did it, alas."

The deputy examiner sighed.

"I heard that the emperor and the three cabinet ministers still approved of the policy. The main reason was that they had no money to make trouble."

"The imperial court is also in a difficult situation now. The Southern Japanese and Northern captives have to help the victims. The method is good, but it does take time to see the results. The emperor can't wait, and neither can the victims."

All the officials began to discuss the matter enthusiastically.

There have been successive disasters in the northern and southern provinces. For these officials who are well-read in poetry and books, they naturally know how serious they are.

They also want to actively save the current crisis, not only for fame and fortune, but also for the millions of people in Li. They can still distinguish this.

"Old Yan Ge and the others, it's actually not easy now."

Soon, the topic jumped to the imperial court's increasingly difficult financial situation.

"The imperial court is also very tight on food, and many necessary expenditures have been compressed or even cancelled. To be honest, ordinary people really can't sit in that position in the cabinet. Money is borrowed here and there to make overall arrangements."

"It's not easy for them. It's not easy for them. They should increase the salt class by three points and send more salt to introduce the salt to bring the remaining salt. In the long run, the salt policy will inevitably be corrupted and businessmen will be unprofitable. Naturally, they will not continue to do it. At that point When the time comes, where can people buy salt? The world is not in chaos?"

"Additional dispatch is to raise money for the suppression of Japanese invaders in Jiangnan. What else can we do if we don't increase dispatch? In Jiangxi, how many counties can generate more than one hundred taels of silver in tax revenue per year? The imperial court wants money, what else can it do besides salt and iron tea? "

"If the emperor builds fewer palaces and recruits less Taoist priests to practice immortality, he will have a lot more money."

"Be careful, be careful, are there not many people who have been demoted because of this? Several members of the clan have been sent to Fengyang High Wall."

The topic turned to Emperor Jiajing, and many people suddenly sobered up from their drunkenness. Looking at the people in the room, it was fortunate that Jin Yiwei's Qianhu in Nanchang was not invited. He was also a rural examination official and was responsible for the peripheral affairs of Gongyuan.

"If you don't talk about strange powers and chaos, don't you understand, Your Majesty? When it comes to the Tao of Immortality, who in this world can truly practice it?"

Before the official finished speaking, his colleague next to him covered his mouth and said, "Be careful, the walls have ears. My Lord Jin, stop talking."

At this point, the originally joyful banquet atmosphere came to a halt.

"Drink, drink, don't talk about anything else."

The biggest Jiangxi local official who attended the banquet was Jiangxi Chief Envoy Si Zuo Shenzheng. At this moment, he had already raised his wine glass and proposed a toast to the chief examiner of the Jinke Provincial Examination.

"drink wine."

People at several tables immediately followed and picked up their wine glasses.

As the wine went dry, the atmosphere of the banquet gradually became more relaxed, and the beautiful maid walked back and forth between the banquets with her graceful posture, adding more wine to the adults.

Two days before the provincial examination, the originally hot weather finally ushered in the autumn breeze, making Wei Guangde feel that it was already autumn.

On August 9, at dawn, Wei Guangde had already gotten up and was preparing to go to Gongyuan to take part in the provincial examination.

The store brought hot water, and after Wei Guangde washed up, he opened the door and came out. Many scholars upstairs and downstairs outside were already greeting each other, saying auspicious words for being on the list, and encouraging each other to go to the front yard for breakfast.

When Wei Guangde and his party walked across the Zhuangyuan Bridge in the dark and arrived at Gongyuan Street, the street was already crowded with thousands of scholars waiting to enter.

However, Wei Guangde had seen many such battles before and was not shocked.

As the flow of people merged into it, they were looking for the place where the candidates from Jiujiang Prefecture would take their roll call.

Although the imperial court stipulates that all candidates who take the provincial examination must pass the scientific examination and pass the scientific examination before they can participate in the provincial examination, but now such examinations have long become a means for government teachers to make profits.

For students who are good in knowledge and have a chance to be admitted, professors and lecturers will naturally not stop them from progressing. Not only will they not stop them, they will also give them preferential treatment in all aspects.

After all, in this era, most of the people in official schools were actually famous for their academic achievements, so they naturally did not want to provoke these scholars who had the opportunity to attack the Jinshi.

As for those who are average but have rich families, they will naturally not be polite.

If your level is not good enough and you cannot pass the test, you will not be able to take part in the provincial examination.

Of course, if you do your homework, no one will stop you.

Although the chief examiner of the subject examination is the Tixue officer, the specific operation is still carried out by the people from the government school below. They just hand over the selected papers to the adults for review.

Well, everything is actually in accordance with the rules. It is very rare for candidates who cannot take the provincial examination because they fail the subject examination.

"Yuan Rui, do you think you have a good chance of being listed based on your luck?"

Zeng Yuanrui also had to take part in this provincial examination. What was very embarrassing was that he had not passed the college examination and was not yet a scholar, but just a child.

However, this time the family spent a lot of money to obtain a letter of recommendation from the Jiujiang prefect, and was able to participate in the provincial examination in the name of a Confucian scholar.

This also shows that Zeng Yuanshu has done well in Nanchang City in the past two years. At least he has established a relationship with Mr. Jiangxi Tixueguan and can talk to him.

After all, in order to obtain the qualification of being a Confucian scholar, the prefect can only recommend him to the Tixue official. Whether he can participate in the provincial examination depends on the approval of the Tixue official.

"Take care of yourself first. Although I am not a scholar, if I get on the exam in this subject, I will become a successful candidate."

Zeng Yuanrui raised his eyebrows and said.

"Don't listen to his big words. We just let him take part in the provincial examination to get a feel for it. In your words, the important thing is participation."

Zeng Yuanshu, who was next to him, interrupted Zeng Yuanrui's words with a smile and said to Wei Guangde.

As the gate of Gongyuan slowly opened, officials and minor officials walked out of the gate one after another, marking the beginning of the rural examination in the 34th year of Jiajing.