In three days, Li Hong even stopped the early dynasty, and the angry Li Zhi scolded Li Hong for being a rabbit cub in the harem, which was to die, and threatened to immediately preside over the government and prevent Li Hong from being in charge of the country anymore.

Wu Mei said something on the side, snatched the feather duster that originally belonged to her own from Li Zhi's hand, and said in a dissenting voice: "This little rabbit cub stopped meeting for three days, so you don't know that the fourth day is the first day of next month?" Is it the day of the Great Pilgrimage? Zhongshu and his subordinates have already drafted a decree, on the day of the court meeting, but people from all walks of life have been invited to the court meeting, and the Xuanzheng Palace has not been busy these days? ”

"What do you mean, Queen?" Li Zhi once again felt that he had exercised in vain during this period of time, and he actually grabbed the feather duster but did not rob the queen!

Wu Mei glanced at him angrily, and snorted: "You are knowingly asking, what do you mean by that?" Stop the three-day court meeting, this is the deadline that Li Hong gave all of them, and if they don't exchange the old money, I'm afraid they will lose even more! Then it's no wonder that Li Hong is ruthless. ”

Li Zhi glanced at the feather duster in Wu Mei's hand, and snorted in his heart, let's make a fuss, see how much movement he can make!

Since you don't take your dragon father seriously, your dragon father also has to think of a strategy, and you have to prepare with both hands.

Li Zhi thought thoughtfully: Li Hong's methods are notoriously sharp and resolute, although he is worried that he will make a mess and miasma of the dynasty. But to be honest, there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart, hoping to see if Li Hong can extinguish the limelight of these wealthy families that shackle the royal family.

After having a plan in his heart, Li Zhi's eyes rolled, and he suddenly reached out to grab the feather duster in Wu Mei's hand, but Wu Mei reacted very quickly, and when she saw him stretching out her hand, she immediately twisted her body and blocked his hand with her shoulder.

Wu Mei had a smug look on her face, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a touch of disdain, as if she said again: I expected you to be like this, but unfortunately you can't grab it.

"Don't rob, don't go, I'm going to exercise!" Li Zhi was annoyed and depressed! has been busy with government affairs over the years, and his body is really getting weaker and weaker, and he lost to the queen in grabbing a feather duster.

The four classes that formed the cornerstone of the Tang Dynasty, including the royal family, the wealthy nobles, the court officials, and the literary Confucians, were all ordered by Zhongshu Province and Menxia Province to participate in the great court meeting three days later.

From the moment the order was issued by Zhongshu and Menmen, although Chang'an City was still crowded in the cold season, it was bustling and prosperous, and merchants, tourists, and ordinary people still enjoyed the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

But in the eyes of people of all classes, the sunny and sunny Chang'an City gives people a feeling of depression, accompanied by cold and low temperatures, which makes people feel out of breath when they walk on the road to the imperial city.

Whether it is a literary Confucian or a court official, or a wealthy nobleman and a royal family, they seem to be able to smell a solemnity and solemnity from the air, and the strange atmosphere with the passage of time also makes them have to be careful when they breathe with each other, hiding their whereabouts.

Guozijian and Hongwenguan also felt an invisible pressure and irritability, Di Renjie's recent investigation of the case was about to make Yan Zhaofu and Kong Zhiyue nervous, and he was afraid that this murder case would be known by people at the top.

There was a scholar in his early thirties standing in front of Li Hong, Li Hong looked at him for a long time, what he never expected was that he saved a person casually that day, and he was still a strange person!

The difference shown by this wonderful man is that he is a real self-taught talent among the poor scholars! I haven't apprenticed or recommended myself to any wealthy family! And when people take the imperial examination, they choose an unpopular subject: Ming Calculation!

Calligraphy and arithmetic are very partial subjects even in the six schools of Guozijian, and among the self-taught people, in order to get ahead and gain fame, few people will choose this kind of subject, which is a relatively specific and rare subject in this era.

Under normal circumstances, the exam is "Nine Chapters", "Island", "Five Cao", "Xiahou Yang", "Fixation", "Ancient Times" and other scriptures.

To put it bluntly, at the end of the exam, for example, if you say that one plus one equals two, and then explain to the examiner why it is equal to, and you will be able to explain it, and if it doesn't make sense, then even if you are blinded or not.

Therefore, this is also the reason why the imperial examination system has been created for so many years, and the literati have sharpened their heads and pushed the Ming Jing to follow up on the scholar subjects, first, it is easier for themselves, and second, for the examiners, they should also be familiar with it.

I don't say which examiner would ask students about something they don't even know about, and they're not stupid. Therefore, there is something good at the top, and it must be very bad at the bottom, which also caused the reason why the literati pushed the two subjects, and also created the reason why the literary style of the Tang Dynasty gradually flourished and the martial arts declined.

"People from Taiyuan Mansion? The Jinyang Wang family is right in front of you, why don't you let them recommend you? Li Hong smiled, this strange flower is really a rare outlier in Datang.

"Back to His Royal Highness, Xiaomin and the Jinyang Wang family are not on good terms, not to mention that Xiaomin has all the skills, and he doesn't think that he can only step into the official career by relying on their recommendation." Lin Shiling raised his head and said, his self-confidence at a glance.

Li Hong still smiled and continued to ask: "In Taiyuan Mansion, the surname Lin can only be regarded as a small local family, and the Wang family will not take it seriously at all, they will surrender their identity and have a holiday with you?" If you hadn't met me, wouldn't you still be drunk on the streets of Chang'an? ”

The strong irony was obvious, but it didn't seem to work for this Lin Shiling, there was no embarrassment on his face, and he said: "Although the Xiaomin Lin family is small, it is also a famous family in the local area. Even if Xiaomin recommends himself to the door, I'm afraid it will be no different from the current end, so groveling, it is better to go to Chang'an and give it a try. ”

"The sword is on the sidelines, but I want to see if the court will be interested in the unpopular? Or will you only do this? Nothing else? Li Hong squinted and asked.

Lin Shiling's face was a little embarrassed and unnatural at this moment, but in the face of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today, he didn't dare to speak, so he had to say honestly: "Xiaomin...... Xiao Min really looks down on those literati who dance and write and chant poetry, but they are powerless but shout verbally every day for the country and the people, but in addition to being able to chant poems and write poems, wind and snow, they can't even take care ......of their own daily life. ”

"Stop, stop, I'm not interested in this."

"The little people are guilty." Lin Shiling hurriedly saluted and pleaded guilty.

"Since you are a genius, I happen to have a puzzle here that I have been pondering for a long time, can you try to solve my puzzle?" Li Hong intended to take the school entrance examination Lin Shiling, and asked casually.

"Back to Your Highness, if it is related to arithmetic, Xiaomin Zi can be tried, but ......."

"Naturally, it is related to arithmetic: the towering ancient temple is in the mountains and forests, and I don't know how many monks there are in the temple. Three hundred and sixty-four bowls, look at the end of the week. Three people eat a bowl of rice, and four people eat a bowl of soup. May I ask the scholar who knows how many monks are in the temple? Li Hong seemed to be smiling, his eyes kept staring at Lin Shiling's eyes and asked.

This is an arithmetic poem in Xu Ziyun's "Algorithm Dacheng" of the Qing Dynasty, and it is also a more reliable difficult question to let the arithmetic person calculate how many monks are through a poem.

Lin Shiling began to concentrate when he heard Li Hongnian, and as the words were sent into his ears, Lin Shiling's expression became more and more solemn, this is the first time he has come into contact with such a problem, and it is impossible to blurt out the answer at the first time.

What's more, at this moment, the examiner he is facing is still His Royal Highness the current Prince of the Tang Dynasty, and it is impossible to say that he is not nervous, but Lin Shiling forced himself to focus on the remaining arithmetic questions, slowly closed his eyes, his lips slowly squirmed, and he read the arithmetic poem over and over again in his mind.

Not only was he nervously doing mental arithmetic, but also the curious Bai Chun and Xiaoxue and others on the side, plus the two halfway monks, Yang Wu and Lian Tie, who were so old and had nothing to do to go to the Chongwen Pavilion, were all silently chanting in a whisper, but for a while, no one could say the answer.

"Three hundred and sixty-four bowls, three people eat one bowl of rice, and four people eat one bowl of soup." The sweat on Lin Shiling's forehead began to fall, and his heart involuntarily became more nervous, still a little entangled, and the correct answer began to waver in his heart.

Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that it was a question that puzzled him for a long time, Lin Shiling did not dare to lie to His Royal Highness the Prince, and did not dare to say an answer at will.

Let's not talk about whether His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that he didn't know whether the answer was true or false, it was Lin Shiling himself, if he encountered such a difficult arithmetic problem, he would not give up easily, let alone deceive others with wrong answers.

This is also the dignity of his self-considered arithmetic, and what has always made him proud is his sensitivity and speed to numbers, which is also the source of his self-confidence.

Just when Lin Shiling frowned and solved the answer, Li Hong picked up the pen and paper and wrote another fourteen words on the desk, but these fourteen words were formed in a circle, and the empty part in the middle was the place where the answerer filled in the answer.

This is a kind of loop poem that people call it, and the arithmetic interest in it is less, but it is mixed with some requirements for poetry, so this kind of loop poem that seems to need to jump words to read can better balance people's interest in arithmetic and poetry.

Li Hong was not in a hurry, looking at Lin Shiling, who was still there in mental arithmetic, and did not bother him, he stretched out his hand to hand the pen and paper to the person next to him, but after handing it for a long time, no one took the pen and paper in his hand, and he couldn't help but look up, only to see a heavy thinking on his white and beautiful cheeks, and it seemed that he was obviously counting how many monks there were in the temple.

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