Because the reason for this change is more sufficient, the Ming Dynasty must choose knowledge that is useful to the Ming Dynasty. If you oppose it from this perspective, it is equivalent to opposing the Ming Dynasty.
Even if you don't mean it that way, it's easy to be accused of this.
More people are concerned about who will determine the outline of the imperial examination, because once it is determined, it will affect the future of countless people.
Huang Kezun's home.
The sun sets and the moon rises, and it has already darkened. The night breeze brings a hint of late spring coolness. Although summer is about to come, the temperature at night is still relatively low, so there are few pedestrians on the street.
After returning to his home, Huang Kezun saw his son coming towards him.
Although Huang Kexun can be said to have a family tradition of poetry and reading, and there are many talented people in the family, this son is slightly inferior. After passing the imperial examination, he never passed the imperial examination to become a Jinshi, so he has been staying by his side all these years.
Huang Kezun didn't think his son was unmotivated; he simply felt his son wasn't good at exams, but that his academic performance wasn't a problem. Furthermore, due to his feud with the Donglin Party, his son was often deliberately suppressed.
After seeing his son, Huang Kezun smiled at him and said gently, "You are still waiting so late? Didn't I tell you not to wait like this?"
"There's no need for this between us father and son. I don't know when I'll be back, so don't let your wife stay alone in the empty room." Although he said this, Huang Kezun still had a bright smile on his face.
It can be seen that Huang Kezun is very satisfied with his son's filial piety.
"I will feel uneasy if my father doesn't come back," Huang Yongji said with a smile.
Nodding, Huang Kezun walked into the house with his son's support. After sitting down, he took the warm tea handed to him by his son, took a sip, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, tell me what you want to say."
Huang Yongji smiled slightly and said, "Nothing can be hidden from father. I do have something to ask you. Is the news I heard today true? Is the court going to draft an imperial examination outline? And did the court really believe what Wei Dazhong said?"
Huang Kezun glanced up at his son and said helplessly, "The news spread quite quickly. But the news is true. As for whether to believe Wei Dazhong's words, you don't need to ask such questions. What does it matter whether you believe it or not? Anyway, things have come to this point today."
Huang Yongji nodded and asked, "But father proposed the imperial examination outline?"
Huang Kezun nodded again and said with a smile, "Do you think I shouldn't have suggested this, or is there someone out there saying I did something wrong?"
Huang Yongji shook his head and said with a smile, "Since Father did this, he must have a plan. I won't try to show off my skills. As for the public opinion, it's quite good. I think Father has made His Majesty change his mind."
Huang Kezun could have anticipated this, as he had indeed done so. If it had not been for his suggestion, His Majesty might have moved the Confucius Temple.
The situation is much better now. Your Majesty did not touch the Confucius Temple, so the results are much better.
Glancing at his son, Huang Kezun smiled and said, "I hope they won't scold me in the future."
Glancing at his father, Huang Yongji asked hesitantly, "Father, what are you going to do?"
After a brief pause, Huang Kezun slowly said, "There's no need to hide this from you. It's actually related to what you said the other day. It's about Song Yingxing. Do you still remember the boy you mentioned who was with Song Yingxing?"
Huang Yongji nodded and said with a smile, "Of course I remember. I thought they were quite interesting that day, so I wanted to go over and make some friends. The literary gathering was actually quite boring, but these two people were quite interesting."
"I watched them for a long time. Song Yingxing wasn't anything special, but that young man was quite interesting. When they left, I followed them for a while and heard them talk about some interesting things. It seemed that the young man was very fond of Xunzi, and he asked Song Yingxing questions that left him speechless. I told my father about it when I got back."
"It's just that when they separated that day, I wanted to go up and make some friends with them, but they disappeared after a few turns, so I missed them."
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