In the summer of Dinghai, it was May 2.

Summer is coming, and Chang'an City is starting to get hot.

The aftermath of the death of the first emperor gradually dissipated.

Only a small number of residents of Chang'an will occasionally remember the days of the reign of the first emperor.

Now, the people of Chang'an are attracted by two things.

One of them is the imperial court's edict to reopen the examination next month, this time, exempting the restriction on arithmetic, and all scholars or who consider themselves to be literate people can refer to it, as long as they pass a total of three rounds of examinations.

You can become a glorious Han official.

Although the vast majority of people may have to start as a clerk of the hundred stones.

However, the scale of this admission will be unprecedentedly huge.

According to the grapevine, this time, the Son of Heaven wants to recruit more than 3,000 officials to enrich the yamen and Jiuqing Yousi in the counties of Guanzhong.

An obvious omen is that not long ago, the Son of Heaven issued an edict to take back the power of the 72 counties in Guanzhong, and all the county orders appointed and dismissed pavilion chiefs, yafu, youfu, criminal officials and tax collectors.

Although it is said that many scholars are here for the bright future of the scholars who were promoted last time, few of them are really willing to do what local officials and subordinate officials of the Yamen are.

But for most of the living beings who have no foundation, no background, and no guidance from a famous teacher, and the children of small and medium-sized landlords.

It's good to have an official!

What else to pick and choose?

Anyway, today's Chang'an City can be described as overcrowded.

Staring at the position of the Son of Heaven's close ministers, the descendants of the hundreds of families and the children of aristocratic families. and the grassroots who can go home to explain their official positions or want to 'gamble', have gathered in Chang'an.

Time. Chang'an City is so big that it's a little crowded.

Every day. The streets are full of traffic.

Scholars from all over the world, preparing to prepare for the exam, shuttle back and forth, pull the relationship of the relationship, and go through the back door.

As for the grassroots, they also have their own way of survival.

They may shuttle around the disciples of those noble and famous families, patting the sycophants and welcoming the horses. Those who are ambitious will not refuse the recruitment conditions offered by a noble son at a high price, temporarily work for these guys, or sort out copywriting, copy various manuscripts and letters, or do some guest and diner work.

But the more grassroots, not so lucky.

They can only find a temporary job in Chang'an City, relying on the meager entanglement they bring. Difficult to save people.

Some persevered, while others had to give up.

But, for all, the examination. It's all a dream, an opportunity to change the future of their lives.

In the midst of such an uproar, Gongsun Hong. With two simple salutes, I came to Chang'an City.

He looked around. I saw that in Chang'an City, there were crowds of people everywhere.

Shuttles back and forth. The signboards of each shop pù are displayed in the wind.

Throughout Chang'an, there were guards everywhere to maintain order, as well as patrolling troops.

"Back then, Yan Zi said that Linzi City sweated like rain and waved his sleeves to cover the sun, and today's Chang'an, I'm afraid it is even worse than Linzi back then!" Gongsun Hong praised.

Then he pondered.

"The teacher ordered me to come to Chang'an to find Senior Brother Yan Yiyan, the minister of the Qiandi who is today, to take refuge, but where does this Senior Brother Yan live?" Gongsun Hong couldn't help but be in trouble.

Before leaving, he never thought that Chang'an City would be so big.

When he arrived in Chang'an, he learned that this city was indeed worthy of the Han family's Shenjing, the first city in the world.

If you want to find a beautiful home in this vast sea of people, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult!

At this time, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Bad luck!" Gongsun Hong shook his head and hurriedly avoided that person.

Who called that guy Lu Bushu, the disciple of his uncle Dong Zhongshu?

For his uncle Dong Zhongshu, Gongsun Hong didn't have much respect.

"Zi is silent, and Uncle Shi is strange and confused, so what can I do!" At this time, Gongsun Hong was still very upright, and he was also very insistent on the truth in his heart.

In Gongsun Hong's view, the road that Dong Zhongshu took to explain history with the disasters of the Spring and Autumn Period is not only deviant and blasphemous!

It's a complete heresy!

Therefore, he didn't like Dong Zhongshu very much, he hated the house and Wu, and even Lu Bushu hated it, and he didn't want to meet him.

Just by accident, Gongsun Hong bumped into a person.

A middle-aged man in ragged clothes, but carrying many bamboo slips on his back.

Gongsun Hong's collision knocked a lot of the bamboo slips he was carrying to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Gongsun Hong hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry sir, I'm really sorry!" ”

Gongsun Hong is also a child of a poor family, and he knows how much it costs a person from a poor family to insist on studying.

In order to study, he let go of pigs and shepherded sheep, but he was fortunate to be favored by his teacher and included the door wall, so he was fortunate to have a glimpse of the avenue.

Therefore, he has great respect for this middle-aged man, who is still eager to learn although he is poor.

"It's okay......" The middle-aged man, although he was ragged and looked like a poor bastard, but his voice was surprisingly good, although he had a thick Wu Di accent, but he was also very polite, just listen to him: "Mr. doesn't have to apologize for this, and blame me for not being careful!" ”

Gongsun Hong helped him pick up the book slip, and scanned it slightly, it was actually two fragments of "Ram Spring and Autumn" and a set of "Analects".

This made Gongsun Hongdun feel good.

Everyone is Confucian, a family!

The most important thing is that the other party is watching "Ram Spring and Autumn", which is even more of a family!

Well, as long as it is not a heresy that favors Dong Zhongshu's fallacies and heresies, Gongsun Hong decided to make friends with this person.

The teacher also said it......

The Confucianists in the world must unite and work together against the old Huang faction and the aggressive Legalists.

More importantly, it is necessary to liberate the present from the pollution of Mohist thought!

Gongsun Hong suddenly felt that the responsibility was heavy, and there was a long way to go!

For Confucianism, losing to the old Huang faction can be said to be a non-war crime, making the Legalists sit big, although it will not be very comfortable, but pinching the nose and admitting it - it was not that the Legalists had never been ridden on their heads back then......

But if the Mo family sits on the throne, then Confucianism will really be cut off from inheritance and lose all status!

Similarly, if Confucianism is too big, hehe, the old Huang school and the Legalists can be let go, but the Mohists must be wiped out!

This is the belief that is engraved in the marrow of all Confucian scholars!

"Mr. Zhi Ram"" Gongsun Hong asked casually.

"I can't be cured, I only get these two books occasionally, and I ......like them very much," the middle-aged man smiled and said to Gongsun Hong: "Contemptible people will judge Zhu Maichen, dare to ask Mr. Respect?" ”

Gongsun Hong also arched his hand and said: "Gongsun Hong, Xue County, Qi Guo, ......"

"Luck, luck!" The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Meeting is fate, Mr. Zhu is willing to play a game with a certain pair?" Gongsun Hong made an invitation. (To be continued!)

ps: Huhu call it a day and go to sleep, although it doesn't seem to have finished 10,000 words, but it seems to be about the same!

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