Chapter 503 She Can Do This Question



She actually looked like "How come you can't find the point?" and she didn't think at all that she was the one who couldn't find the point.

Emperor Ming Yan wanted to be happy.

To be honest, such a funny person, even if he doesn't have any "blessings", people can't help but love him.

Seeing her squatting there in a shabby manner, holding her face with her hands and looking serious, Emperor Ming Yan scolded her with a smile: "What a state of mind! Why don't you stand up!"

Yan Shiyue stood up and said, "Aye, do you think these people are just following the trend to make trouble, or do they really feel it is unfair?"

She looked at him and said, "I want to know, is this a backlash against the injustices of the past, or is there really room for improvement in Dayan's imperial examinations? Otherwise, even if someone wanted to make trouble, it would not be so big. No matter how much scholars look down on each other, the imperial power is here, and these people are not stupid? Aren't they afraid of being a nobody in our eyes? They will never be able to make a name for themselves in their lives?"

"How should I put it?" Emperor Ming Yan said, "The literary style in the south of the Yangtze River is flourishing, but the north has always been weaker than the south. In previous imperial examinations, there were far more southerners than northerners. This one was even more strange. In addition to Xu Qing and Yan Shirong, there were only two northerners among the candidates. It was really too few. It is normal for northerners to be dissatisfied and questionable, so once someone with ulterior motives incites them, naturally..."

Yan Shiyue's eyes lit up.

You should have said it earlier! She can do this question!!!

She turned and left: "Aye, I'm leaving! Wait for my good news!!"

...

...

She quickly ran to the Jixian Hall in the west hall, found someone at random, and said, "Please call Xu Wenqu for me."

Who wouldn't recognize her now? The man immediately bowed and called her "Prime Minister". She just nodded and didn't go in. She waited outside. Xu Wenqu came out soon. She said with bright eyes, "Sir, write me a memorial!"

Xu asked the channel: "Let's go."

She asked, "Don't you need to ask for leave?"

Xu Wenqu smiled and said, "You are called by your superior, so you don't need to ask for leave." Then he smiled again and said, "I already asked for leave when I came out."

She wanted to take Xu Wenqu out of the palace, but Ma Yi came running over and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor said that if you want to write something, you can go to the side hall to write it."

She said "oh" and thought for a while before going to the side hall. She whispered to Xu Wenqu what she wanted to write and asked him to write it. Then she went to see Emperor Ming Yan. Emperor Ming Yan said, "Court officials cannot enter the harem. Don't you know?"

She said, "I know, I don't want to go back to Fuzhen Palace, I want to go home!"

Emperor Mingyan glared at her and said, "Where is home?"

She said confidently, "If I write it here, won't people suspect that Aye has read it first? Then I will bring it up during the court tomorrow. How will you respond?"

Emperor Ming Yan was speechless: "Do you think anyone would believe that I didn't know about your memorial?"

That’s right.

She sat down and watched Emperor Ming Yan review the memorials. She couldn't help but ask again, "Father, why don't you ask me?"

Emperor Mingyan said: "Isn't it just keeping you in suspense? I want to see how long you can endure it!"

She immediately covered her mouth and asked Gu Jiuxing to bring some snacks.

Probably because she is growing, she gets hungry very easily now. As her mouth is always full, the variety of snacks at Emperor Ming Yan's place has visibly increased a lot.

Emperor Ming Yan was reviewing memorials when he heard rustling and crunching sounds below, just like someone making noises about mice. If it were someone else, they would have scolded her countless times, but for her... it was quite entertaining to listen to.

Xu Wenqu was a man of quick talent, and he finished the work in one stroke, and then presented it to the emperor. When Emperor Ming Yan saw it, he seemed to be thinking about something.

Yan Shiyue also took it and took a look. She couldn't help but say, "I think Mr. Xu is truly 'born with knowledge'. It feels like the articles are all in his mind. He just takes them out when he needs them. I've never heard him say 'I can't write this'."

Xu Wenqu bowed and said, "Thank you, my Lord."

Emperor Mingyan said, "Go back and read it carefully first, otherwise you will not be able to recognize all the characters in the memorial you wrote."

"How is that possible!" Yan Shiyue was speechless: "I just can't write articles, not that I can't read!"

Emperor Mingyan smiled and said, "Okay, go ahead."

She just left.

She was worried by what Emperor Ming Yan said, so she took it out and read it through again. When she read it, she felt that she understood the meaning completely. But if she really tried to read each word one by one, there were still some words she didn't recognize, so she asked, "Sir, how do you pronounce this word?"

"Xian, Xian thinks, that is, everyone thinks."

"What about this?"

"Recommend, recommend talented people. It's just..." He paused: "I don't need to explain this, right?"

She coughed and looked at him doubtfully: "Is the word 'recommendation' written like this?"

He answered seriously, "Yes."

"What about this word?"

She asked from beginning to end, asking at least ten words, then put the letter in her pocket and left.

More than one person came over to ask Xu Wenqu: "What is the Prime Minister busy with?"

Xu Wenqu smiled and said, "I wrote a memorial to the Prime Minister, and he gave me some advice."

Isn't this nonsense? But people at that time were like this. If he had dignity, he would not ask directly, "What memorial did you write to her?" So he could only leave in embarrassment.

Qu Sinian and Xu Wenqu were at a distance, but he heard what was said. He did not go over to ask him, but just seemed to be thinking about something.

Everyone who received the news had their own guesses.

Of course, there was no need to wait too long. The next day, Prime Minister Yan went to attend the morning court.

With her fighting spirit high, even getting up in the middle of the night didn't seem so painful. When she said, "I have a memorial to submit," nine out of ten people probably pricked up their ears.

Upon hearing this, the Prime Minister suggested dividing the list into the north and the south.

"The candidates for the imperial examinations must be selected from both the north and south. Although southerners are good at writing, northerners are more solid. Compared with the candidates selected in the imperial examinations, northerners only get one-tenth of the total. This is not the way to make the world fair..."①

Liu Zhongqing, the cabinet minister, was the first to raise objections: "The imperial examination system selects candidates based on their talent and virtue, and selects the best. To force candidates to meet all requirements is not a departure from the original intention."

Yan Shiyue said: "What Lord Liu said is not wrong, but his vision is narrow and his knowledge is short-sighted."

Liu Zhongqing: “……???”

Is it okay to just use ginseng rooster? ? Don’t bully people like this!

Liu Zhongqing said: "I am only discussing the matter. Your Excellency is not being too rude in criticizing me like this!"

"I'm also talking about the matter!" Yan Shiyue said, "For example, Master Liu, you have two sons at home, one is smart and knows everything, and the other is clumsy and mediocre. Then you give all your resources and financial resources to the smart child, and ignore the stupid child. If he asks, you just say that you have no ability and you deserve it?"

Liu Zhongqing's face turned blue.

Coincidentally, he really has two sons, one is good at literature, and the other is relatively mediocre. However, he is a man of flesh and blood, and he will definitely take good care of his own sons, even if they are a little dumb... If he didn't know that this girl had this style, he would have suspected that she had done some research!

Emperor Ming Yan coughed twice.

The prince quickly tried to smooth things over for her: "Fuyan is too blunt! But his words are true."

He paused and said, "The South is rich and has a flourishing literary style. Although the North is slightly inferior, it is precisely because of this that it should be encouraged. This is the way to achieve a balance."

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