"That's not that exaggerated."
Zhao Zhen scratched his head.
He really didn't know how horrible the after-dinner gossip of the people in Bianliang was.
Zhao Jun laughed and said, "Whether or not that's an exaggeration, that's basically what I mean. So, I hope to have a certain status in the officialdom in the future, and not be controlled by others in every way. So, getting a high ranking in the imperial examination is my primary goal."
"What you said does make sense. This kind of contempt exists in the officialdom today. The first-class officials discriminate against the second-class officials, the second-class officials discriminate against the third-class officials, the third-class officials discriminate against the fourth-class officials, and the fourth-class officials discriminate against those with family connections and the fifth-class officials."
Wang Zeng said in a deep voice, "But the problem is that the imperial examination system cannot be changed. No matter how much you say, you still have to pass the examination to become an official!"
Zhao Jun laughed and said, "Isn't it just an exam? The thing modern students fear the most is exams. Back then, there were over 10 million people taking the college entrance exam each year. It was truly a battle of thousands trying to cross a single-plank bridge. But it's not the same as getting into Renmin University."
"That's easy to say."
Fan Zhongyan couldn't help but tease him, "Do you know the Nine Classics, the Five Classics, the Kaiyuan Rites, the Three Histories, the Three Rites, the Three Commentaries, the Xuejiu, the Mingfa, and the Mingjing? Even if you can pass the policy essay, what about poetry?"
"Poetry? Easy! Can't I just copy it?"
Zhao Jun said happily.
Are you kidding? The poems of the Northern Song Dynasty are difficult to copy, so why can’t I copy those of the Southern Song Dynasty?
At the very least, there were good poems in the Ming Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty and even the Republic of China. Why should I be afraid of this?
Fan Zhongyan was so annoyed that he said angrily, "You copied it, it doesn't count!"
"hehe."
Zhao Jun said with a smile, "Whatever I write is mine. As far as I can remember, Su Shi was born in the third year of Jingyou, and he's only one year old this year. Why don't you go find him and confront me, accusing me of plagiarizing his poems? And not just Su Shi's, I've plagiarized yours too."
Yan Shu was horrified: "You even dare to copy ours?"
Zhao Jun stared at Yan Shu with ill intent and said, "I remember your most famous work is 'Huanxisha', which contains the line 'Helplessly the flowers fall, and the familiar swallows return.' I wonder if you've finished it yet."
Yan Shu glared at him angrily and said, "I'm sorry, I wrote it in the second year of Tiansheng."
Zhao Jun thought for a moment and said, "You definitely didn't write the poem 'Mountain Pavilion Willow - Gift to the Singer'. I remember you wrote it when you were demoted at the age of sixty."
Yan Shu was shocked and said, "Is that the poetry I will write in the future?"
Zhao Jun put one hand on his waist and pointed at his nose with his right thumb. "Of course, if you didn't write it, then it's mine. I've traveled through time, so why can't I copy it? Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty was the Immortal Poet. If I copied all your works, I would be the Immortal of Ci."
"How dare you, little bastard!"
Yan Shu was furious.
What do literati love most?
Of course it’s a name.
In the Song Dynasty, if one wanted to become famous, the first thing was to write lyrics.
Everyone knows what a word is.
Wen refers to political writings, such as Su Xun's famous "On the Six Kingdoms".
Yan Shu was a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. He loved writing lyrics and regarded it as more important than his own life.
As a result, Zhao Jun wanted to plagiarize the lyrics he had worked so hard to write, which was simply a threat to his life.
Not to mention Zhao Jun, even if it was his own son, he would want to roll up his sleeves and beat him half to death.
And it wasn't just him, everyone else was furious when they heard it.
Because although everyone here has their own interests and positions, they have one thing in common: they are honest officials and are upright and gentlemanly people.
That's why I had some complaints about Zhao Jun's decision to punish Japan without teaching it and some of his conspiracies and tricks.
Simply put, these people claim to be gentlemen and disdain to use despicable means.
Now it is clear that Zhao Jun wants to cheat by plagiarizing.
Although whether copying poems that have not yet appeared in the future can be considered cheating is perhaps debatable.
But for these people with moral and spiritual purist obsessions, they still feel uncomfortable.
They were even angrier than when Zhao Jun pointed at their noses and scolded them.
But they didn't know that this was also what Zhao Jun was very dissatisfied with them.
Although Confucianism has many positive aspects, such as establishing correct values, teaching people to respect the elderly and love the young, and to strive for self-improvement.
But sometimes it also makes people become dogmatic, rigid and inflexible.
There is obviously a top student here, but he is forced to take the exam openly. Even if he takes the back door, he can only do so by special nomination.
He had no idea how much impact this special nomination would have on his reputation and status in officialdom in the future.
This is a struggle for the right to speak in official circles, and there is absolutely no room for compromise.
So in the face of everyone's pedantry, Zhao Jun half-jokingly said: "I am a descendant of the Zhao family. You call me a little bastard and you are actually calling Taizu a bastard. Old Yan, you are done. You call Emperor Taizu a rabbit, what is your intention!"
"I"
Yan Shu was stunned at that time. He had never seen such a shameless person.
"Good fellow, he copied someone's poetry right in front of them and then bit back. I've never seen such an arrogant person in my life."
"Yeah, that's pretty thick-skinned."
"When the First Emperor built the Great Wall, he used his skin to build it. Why would he worry about the Xiongnu coming south to invade?"
"I have never seen such a shameless person."
Lu Yijian, Wang Zeng and the others were all stunned and talked about it.
This face is as thick as a city wall.
Fan Zhongyan was also dumbfounded. He gave a thumbs-up and said speechlessly, "You are really good. What about the meaning of the scriptures?"
“Is the meaning of the scriptures important?”
Zhao Jun asked.
“Of course it’s important!”
Zhao Zhen said without hesitation.
Zhao Jun shook his head and said, "What can the classics do? I have math, physics, and chemistry in my head, which can make the country strong. I have knowledge of economics, culture, and military affairs, which can also make the country strong. I can also invent, reform the system, and predict history. Which one is not more important than the classics? Can all the top scholars of the Northern and Southern Song dynasties put together be compared to a hair of mine?"
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