MTL - I Was an Abbot in Ancient Times-Chapter 46

Because of the good weather, it only took 7 days for rice seedlings to emerge from sowing.

When a piece of green seedlings sprouted in the field, the results of the Kyoto palace test came out.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the ten best answer sheets were presented to Emperor Jinghe's case. He read them one by one, and his eyes paused for a while when he saw a sheet whose native place was "a native of Xu County, Yangzhou Prefecture in the south of the Yangtze River".

"Dear dear ministers, did any of these ten policy questions impress you?"

He asked the two academicians of the Hanlin Academy present and the six ministers with the most outstanding talents and learning among the courtiers.

"Return to Your Majesty, these ten policy questions are excellent in both talent and learning, my lord..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by his colleague next to him.

"Returning to Your Majesty, Mo Chuan's policy questions in Jizhou in northern Yunnan see the big from the small, and the style of writing is simple but polite. I think he can be ranked second in the list." One of the gray-haired Hanlin University scholars said.

The bachelor who was interrupted just now glanced at his colleagues, and slandered in his heart: Let me tell you that you really said that the top ten rankings have always been determined by the emperor, so why bother talking about it.

"The minister recommends Yu Wenyi as Tanhua, who has outstanding literary talent and is a national scholar," said a minister of the Ministry of Rites.

Next to him, another minister from the Ministry of Industry secretly despised him. What kind of intentions did he have in recommending a person from the same place as Zuo? The matter of selecting the pillars of the country also involves forming cliques and forming cliques for personal gain, which really makes him ashamed.

The corner of the minister's mouth twitched downwards, but it was obvious that not only this minister of etiquette was the prime minister on the left, after him there were three other ministers who agreed to recommend Yu Wenyi as Tanhua. Accounted for more than half.

"I would like to see Yu Wenyi so recommended by all my lovers," Emperor Jing He ordered to the old **** beside him, "Let's announce the top ten names to enter the palace."

"Hey." The old **** walked out of the hall quickly, "Xuan Guchang, Mo Chuan, Xu Bowen, Yu Wenyi... ten people entered the hall!"

After hearing the news, all the people who were waiting for the ceremony outside turned their attention to the ten people standing in the front row.

Generally speaking, after the examiners selected the best ten answers, the emperor ranked them, filled out the yellow paper, the imperial list, and then directly began to pass on the grand ceremony, announcing the ranking of the top three Jinshi.

Why is there something else going on here?

No matter how everyone guessed secretly, the top ten stepped into the smooth marble slab in the hall with apprehension, felt the gaze from the superior, Qiqi took a deep breath, thinking about how to answer when the emperor asked, so as to leave one behind. good impression.

The main hall is very quiet and silent, not a single sound can be heard, this kind of quiet silence carries an aura of oppression and coercion. The emperor's peaceful and majestic voice sounded.

"Yu Wenyi, the three ministers of Li, Hu, and the Ministry of Officials highly respect your policy questions and recommend you as Tanhua. You can tell me your own opinions."

Among the ten people, the taller man with sparse eyebrows and eyes flashed excitement on his face, but he quickly restrained him. He swallowed secretly, and after clearing his throat, he slowly expressed his experience in making policy questions.

"Okay, okay!" Jing Hedi yelled like a thunderbolt, startling everyone present, I don't know whether he was appreciative or angry. "According to your talents, being a Tanhua is too wronged."

As soon as he said this, Yu Wenyi's heart jumped violently, and the three ministers who recommended Yu Wenyi were also overjoyed, but Jing Hedi didn't say anything, and turned to ask other people.

After talking with Gu Chang and Mo Chuan, who were placed on the top of the answer sheet at the beginning, about their experiences in studying and rushing for the exam, Jing and Dicai asked Xu Bowen.

"Are you from Xudi, Yangzhou Prefecture?"

"Back to Your Majesty, yes."

"I heard that a kind of papyrus has emerged there, and it is very popular in various states?"

"Return to Your Majesty, it is true. The straw paper was invented by the abbot of the temple in Xu County. The candidates lived in the temple to prepare for the exam. There are more than a dozen people who came out of Qingquan Temple in Xu County at the same time as me in the palace exam."

"Oh, there is such a thing? There are more than a dozen talents in a small Xudi, it's amazing hahaha!" Jing Hedi's eyes lit up, and everyone could see that he was really happy this time.

Lin Aiqing Lin Aiqing, you are really my treasure, you have sent me so many talents. Jing Hedi admired secretly in his heart.

Afterwards, he asked about the situation of the other few people. In order not to make his interest in Xu Bowen too eye-catching, Jing Hedi concealed his love for the talents selected from various places, and let them retreat.

"Just now Guan Aiqing recommended Mo Chuan as the second place. I see that he is a practical talent who can be made, so I will follow what you said." After seeing the people withdraw, Jing Hedi said to the gray-haired Hanlin University scholar.

The bachelor was neither surprised nor happy, rather calm: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The Minister of Rites who recommended Yu Wenyi just now was a little impatient: "What does the emperor think of Yu Wenyi?"

"Didn't Aiqing say that he is a talent of the national scholar? I think the number one scholar will be given to him."

The three recommended ministers were all pleasantly surprised to thank the emperor, boasting that the emperor has the virtue of accepting advice.

Jing Hedi waved his hands, and instead of listening to these gaudy nonsense, he asked instead, "According to all my lovers, who is this position for the prostitute?"

A minister who remained silent all this time said, "I recommend Xu Bowen."

Another minister, who was also silent from the beginning to the end, seconded: "The minister also recommends Xu Bowen."

There was a faint trace of approval in the emperor's eyes.

"Xu Bowen is a very upright boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is indeed suitable to be a prospect."

Several ministers of the Left Prime Minister saw that their goals had been achieved, so they didn't care who was given the position of Tanhua, and they all agreed with him.

So the ranking of the top ten was determined, and the minister of the Ministry of Rites filled the ranking on the yellow paper, and asked people to post a notice on it, and it was the gold list.

The Ceremony of Chuanlu begins, and the officials of Chuanlu roll their names in turn according to the first, second and third best.

There are three first-class Jinshi and No. 1 champions, second place, Tanhua, seventy-seven second-class Jinshi, and 122 third-class Jinshi.

Of the 14 people who came out of Qingquan Temple in the same period, there was one first-class Tanhua, 5 second-class Jinshi, and 8 third-class Jinshi.

After the Ceremony of Chuanlu, the new Jinshi will take the court examination in the Hall of Preservation. Afterwards, the ranks of the palace examination and the court examination will be combined, and they will be awarded to Shujishi, Master, Zhongshu, Pedestrian, Judge, Doctor, Tuiguan, Zhizhou, and County. and other positions.

There is no need to take the imperial examination for the first three people, and they can be appointed immediately.

After the imperial examination, two of the fourteen people in Qingquan Temple entered the Imperial Academy as Shujishi, and the rest each served as the head of the six departments and Zhongshu. Xu Bowen entered the Imperial Academy as an editor.

Since then, these fourteen people have fallen in various parts of the court and the public, like small seeds waiting for time to grow, becoming towering trees to watch and help each other, and becoming the most powerful supporters of the court after the great change.

At the same time, at the entrance of the Chongwen Museum.

A middle-aged man in a long gown, with elegant gestures and gestures, was looking up to appreciate the sonorous and powerful characters on the plaque.

Seeing this, the attendant inside welcomed him in and introduced Chongwen Museum to him.

The middle-aged man took out the letter from his arms after he finished his explanation, and asked him to introduce the curator for him.

On Lin Zhao's side, preparations were being made to repair the Sutra Pavilion.

Scaffolding has been set up outside, and various beams and wood have been piled up around it, and there are some paints and masonry mud to repair the wall.

He also wants to transplant some trees and vegetation in the last courtyard, and he has been looking for a suitable seller to buy tung tree.

"Big monk, you are so amazing. I thought you were a monk who was as greedy as I am before." Dongdong came to play again, squatting next to Lin Zhao to watch him put many plant seeds in the bowl pound.

"I didn't expect you to rebuild such a big temple so quickly. My grandparents, uncles, and aunts all praise you."

"Thank you for me...grandparents."

"Monk, what are you doing?"

"Me? I'm squeezing tung oil."

"Tung oil?"

"Well, tung oil can be used on furniture and beams to prevent moisture and insects. It is a good thing with a wide range of uses."

As the saying goes: "There are thousands of tung trees in the family, and the descendants will not be poor."

It seems that this dynasty has not yet discovered the use of tung tree, and only treats it as an ordinary tree. There is a huge market that can be developed here.

Lin Zhao was very happy when he discovered the tung tree for the first time.

It just happens to be able to brush a layer of tung oil on the beams used for building temples to prevent corrosion and moth.

The villagers next to him were still very surprised. They didn't know why he was so happy because of a tree that had no effect.

Seeing that Lin Zhao wanted to pick fruit, they all told him that this kind of fruit was not edible, but seeing Lin Zhao insisted, they also helped pick a basket.

The picked tung seeds have to go through many processes such as peeling, sunning, breaking seeds, making cakes, filling cakes, and oiling before squeezing out the oil. The step he is doing now is to break the seeds.

"Abbot, Uncle Niu said that we can transplant seedlings into rice fields today." Fuji trotted over and said.

"Oh yes! Almost forgot about it." His high-yielding rice!

Lin Zhao packed up quickly, washed his hands, and hurried down the mountain.

Walking to the half-mountain road, I saw the boy who followed Youtong all day long and called "Boss Boss" running towards him with a face full of panic.

"It's not good! The abbot is not good! The boss has been detained and taken to the prison in Fucheng. Please save him!"

Before Lin Zhao could react, he saw that he was not tired and ran up from below in a hurry.

"The abbot is in trouble! All those seedlings have been trampled!"

Two shocking and heartbreaking incidents happened at the same time, and Lin Zhao was in a daze for a while.

He shook his head, teasing himself that he had lived a comfortable life for too long, and his mind would be shaken by a slight accident, so he couldn't stand it.

"Come one by one, don't be in a hurry. You talk first, Caotou."

"Abbot, didn't you ask the boss to buy flowers and trees? The boss rented a boat, and when he arrived at Fucheng Pier, he was surrounded by many officers and soldiers, saying that someone reported and accused us of smuggling and selling private salt!

The boss saw that something was wrong at the time, so he pushed me out of the crowd and asked me to report to you.

The boss, he was caught in jail, and Zhizhou said that he would interrogate the gang behind him by torture!

But we didn't smuggle private salt, abbot, you have to trust us! We also don't know why there is private salt in the cabin! "

Lin Zhao had a headache. If the sale of illicit salt was serious in this dynasty, he would be beheaded. He turned his head up the mountain to pack his clothes.

As for the seedlings, it's not too late to investigate who is doing the damage behind the scenes after we come back!

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