Chapter 151: Thunder fell in the Qingfeng Pavilion
Qingfeng Pavilion, the famous green building in Beijing. The girls inside are all ****, ahhh It is versatile, and the **** is the drunken red mansion not far from next door. The girls in Qingfeng Pavilion are all selling their art and not selling their bodies, how can they be compared to those bewitching and cheap goods in the Drunken Red Mansion?
It can be said that if you are looking for fun, the first choice is definitely not the Qingfeng Pavilion, but the Drunken Red Mansion next door. If it's a pornographic poem and a discussion of some knowledge, then the first choice is this Seifukan. I don't know how hard the old bustard background of this Qingfeng Pavilion is, many of the relatives of the convicts have been brought by her, and then they have been trained by her, so that all the girls are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are all delicate and delicate, which is very hooked the souls of those scholars.
For the scholars of the Ming Dynasty, it is not difficult to play with girls, any showman, can run to the side of the flower building to make waves, anyway, some people are effective, and they are not short of money.
But readers, since ancient times, they have been fun and high-grade. There are a lot of Zhang San and Li Si in the ordinary flower building, and the girls' benefactors are also raw Zhang Shuwei, if the master accidentally makes a brother-in-law with a peddler pawn, wouldn't it be a great loss of reading dignity?
Therefore, these scholars, one by one, are drilling into the Qingfeng Pavilion, knowing that the girls inside can see it, but they can't touch it, no matter how much silver they throw, they can't kiss Fang Ze, but these cheap people are just enjoying it - it's hard to buy a favorite child if you have money, isn't it?
In addition, the day of spring is getting closer and closer, and the scholars are tired of reading, and all candidates are beginning to slowly relax themselves and no longer blindly hold the book and read to death. After all, the news of the Ming Dynasty, except for the emperor who specially ordered someone to block it, the rest of the news will basically spread throughout the entire Beijing Division the next day, and in less than two months, the entire Ming Dynasty will basically know - except for those ravines and ravines.
In this Spring Breeze Pavilion today, there are a lot of scholars from the National Prison, and there is no such thing as drinking flower wine, and the girls inside will not play this with you. The poetry is right, and the old men of these national eunuchs are not very interested.
The emperor released a rumor to add the enlightened arithmetic department and the Ming law department, which made these scholars and masters entangled.
Although they all entered the Guozijian, just like the later generations entered Tsinghua University and Peking University, this spring festival is still a big mountain pressing on the heads of these scholars - only 300 people are admitted, don't do more!
Generally speaking, few of those who can enter the national prison by studying are fools, what level do they have, and they don't have a little bit in their hearts? No matter how good your performance is on weekdays, no matter how much you read, if you miss it, you can plant it, and you have to wait for three years, and after three years, you will be admitted again, and you will be an official, but your original classmate has become your own official, and it is disturbing to think about it.
However, with the addition of the Ming Law Department and the Ming Arithmetic Department plus the Gewu Department, this number is too much, and there are 1,200 people admitted at the same time, doesn't this mean that there are more opportunities for themselves?
But it's not that easy. Just like later generations, MIT does not look down on Tsinghua University and Peking University, and Tsinghua University and Peking University do not look down on Dalian Institute of Technology or anything, in short, the literati are light, this is the stinky problem since ancient times, and it has not changed for thousands of years.
Everyone wants to take the entrance examination, if they fail to enter the science department, they will go to the Ming Law and Ming Arithmetic Department to try their luck again, but what will those classmates who are admitted to the Jin Science Department think? What will the family behind you think? What will your superiors think in the future? said that his knowledge was not as good as others, and he failed the Jinshi exam, so he had to rely on the emperor to give him a fellow Jinshi background?
But seeing such an opportunity, he let it go directly, but he was really unwilling, and under the depression, these old men in the Guozi Prison who were not very good on weekdays chose to form a group to drink in Qingfeng Pavilion.
Two or two small wines entered the stomach, and the box slowly opened. Anyway, everyone has a plan to try the Ming Arithmetic Department again, so no one is hiding in the high ground because of the upside, and they all have something to say.
There was only one person, but after taking a sip of wine, he said directly excitedly: "Yi Mou will not go to the Jinshi Branch this time, and go directly to the Yingna Gewu Branch." ”
As soon as these words came out, it was an earth-shattering effect, and the scholars who were still buzzing incessantly stopped talking, and the cups in their hands stopped in the air, looking at the scholars who opened their mouths one by one, as if they had discovered something new.
Seeing this, the scholar surnamed Yi spoke: "Why are you brothers looking at your little brother like this? ”
A scholar stood up in the crowd and said to the scholar surnamed Yi: "Brother Yi gave up Jinshike like this?" No more exams? If you talk about it, Brother Yi doesn't go to the imperial examination, it is a blessing for us, with Brother Yi's ability, even if you can't be in the top three, you can still be named on the gold list if you want to. Now that Brother Yi doesn't take the test, we will have one less opponent. ”
Seeing that the scholar surnamed Yi was still looking at him, the scholar continued: "It's just that the gentleman is frank, and Wang still has to tell Brother Yi what is in his heart." We all know that Brother Yi is obsessed with Gewu, and wants to be like Wen Chenggong to become a family of his own, but he is not into the Ming Jing Jinshi, but he is still inferior, and in his humble opinion, Brother Yi might as well be admitted to the Shike first, and then study his own Gewu. ”
The scholar surnamed Yi laughed and said, "What can I do if I enter the Jinshi Department?" Is it Moon Neng Anbang? Or can Wu be able to determine the country? Most of them are just poor and wasted their lives. If Yi Mou is in the Gewu Subject, he will find a way to ask for the grace of the Holy Saint, and go to the Royal Academy, that is, he can fight under Master Xu, and Yi Mou is also willing. ”
When the scholar surnamed Wang heard this, he retorted: "Brother Yi's words are wrong. The literati of my generation study for the sake of continuing their studies in the saints and opening peace for all generations. If one day he can become an official, since the contemporary herdsmen of the Son of Heaven, he will be assisted by the Chaogang, just like Wen Chenggong, and he will enter the phase, which is done by my generation of scholars. ”
The scholar surnamed Yi said: "Brother Wang is kind, and the younger brother understands it." It's just that the younger brother is desperate, and the king brother should not persuade him. ”
Seeing that the faces of many scholars present were not very good-looking, the scholar surnamed Yi sneered: "The younger brother entered the Guozijian to study before, but he actually came with a hidden identity. Yi's parents and relatives all died at the hands of Donglin gentlemen! Now if Yi is like a gentleman in Donglin, he pays attention to what kind of study, being an official and assisting the world, and the younger brother can't do it! ”
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall. It was the big teapot that had just stayed aside and waited for the summons of the scholars, and his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly closed the door and no longer welcomed guests, as for some of the girls who accompanied the drinking, they covered their delicate red lips with handkerchiefs, lest they make a trace of sound except for the gossip in their eyes, and the whole person seemed to be frozen. , In the lobby of the entire Qingfeng Pavilion, you can already hear the needle dropping.
This bastard wants to marry my Ah Jiu! Think beautifully! "The Good Son-in-law of the Late Ming Dynasty"