Rule the Roost in the Tang Dynasty: Three hundred and thirteen test questions

In three days, Li Hong stopped even the early court. An angry Li Zhi yelled at Li Hong's little bunny boy in the harem. He was going to die and threatened to immediately preside over the government and prevent Li Hong from imprisoning the country.

Wu Mei swears by the side, grabbing the feather duster that originally belonged to Li Zhi abruptly, and said openly: "This little bunny has stopped meeting for three days, then you don't know that the fourth day is the next day. The first day of the month? Is it the day of the Dachaohui? Zhongshu and his subordinates have already made a plan. The Dachaohui is on this day, but people from all walks of life have been invited to the Dachaohui. Isn’t Xuanzhengdian busy these days?"

"Queen, what do you mean?" Li Zhi once again felt that he had been exercising for nothing during this period of time. He even grabbed the feather duster and failed to grab the queen!

Wu Mei gave him an angry look, and hummed: "You are asking, what do you mean? Stop the three-day meeting. This is the deadline Li Hong gave them all. Don’t go. If you replace the old money, I’m afraid you will lose even more! Then no wonder Li Hong took a ruthless hand."

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

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

Li Zhi thought thoughtfully: Li Hong is famous for his sharp and decisive methods, although he is worried that he will mess up the Chao Gang and be smoky. But to be honest, there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart, hoping to see if Li Hong can destroy the limelight of these shackles of the royal family.

After thinking about it, Li Zhi rolled his eyes and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the feather duster in Wu Mei's hand, but Wu Mei reacted so quickly that he immediately twisted his body when he saw him stretch out, blocking him with his shoulders. Hands.

Wu Mei has a smug look on her face, and a touch of disdain is pulled from the corner of her mouth, as if to say again: I expected you to be like this, but unfortunately you can't get it.

"Don't grab it, don't go, I want to exercise!" Li Zhi was very annoyed and depressed! Over the years, he has been busy with government affairs, his bones are really getting weaker and weaker, and he robbed the feather duster and lost to the queen.

The four classes that formed the cornerstone of the Tang Dynasty, including royal family members, wealthy and nobles, court officials, and literary scholars, were all ordered to participate in the Great Court meeting three days later.

From the moment when Zhongshu and the sect made an order, even though the city of Chang'an in the cold season was still crowded and bustling, businessmen, tourists, people, etc. 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 depressive feeling. With the cold and low temperature, people have a feeling when walking on the road to the imperial city. Kind of breathless feeling.

Whether it is a literary scholar or a court official, or a wealthy and noble family or a royal family, you can smell a dignified and solemn atmosphere in the air. The weird atmosphere will let them each other with the passage of time. When ventilating, he had to be careful and conceal his whereabouts.

Guozijian and Hongwenguan also felt an invisible pressure and irritability. Di Renjie’s investigations during the recent period are about to make Yan Zhaofu and Kong Zhiyue nervous, and I am afraid that this murder case will be higher. People know.

Li Hong is standing in front of a yomo

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Li Hong, a scholar in his early thirties, looked at him in his spare time. What he never expected was that he saved a person that day and he was still a strange person!

What is unique about this wonderful flower is that she is a true self-taught talent among the poor family! Didn't apprentice a teacher or self-recommended any giants! And when people took the imperial examinations, they chose unpopular subjects: clear calculations!

Calligraphy and numeracy are very partial subjects even in the six schools of the Imperial College. Among the self-taught folks, in order to get ahead and gain fame, few people would choose this kind. In this era, they are more specialized Uncommon subjects.

Ming Mathematics examination is one of the six schools of the Imperial College of Mathematics. Generally, the examinations are "Nine Chapters", "Island", "Five Cao", "Xiahouyang", "Zhushu", " "Jigu" and other post scriptures, for the reckoner, make the art by the number, the auspiciousness, and then the pass.

To put it bluntly, it means that the exam is at the end. For example, you say that one plus one equals two, and then explain to the examiner why it is equal. If the explanation is correct, you will be the case. If the explanation is unreasonable, then even if you are blinded or not.

So, this is also the reason why literati have sharpened their heads in the Ming Jing follow-up scholarship subjects after the imperial examination system was created for so many years. One is that it is easier for themselves, and the other is for the examiner. Be familiar with it.

I didn’t say which examiner would ask the students about knowledge they didn’t even know, and they were not stupid. Therefore, there is no better way to go up, but not to go down. This has caused the literati to push the two disciplines, and it has also created the reason why the style of writing in the Tang Dynasty gradually flourished and the warrior declined.

"Taiyuan Mansion? The Jinyang Wang family is right in front of you, why don't you let them recommend you?" Li Hong laughed. This strange flower is really a strange thing rarely seen in the Tang Dynasty.

"His Royal Highness, Xiaomin is at odds with the Jinyang Wang clan, not to mention Xiaomin's ability, and he doesn't think that they need to be recommended to enter the official career." Lin Shiling said, raising his head, his confidence at a glance.

Li Hong still laughed, and continued to ask: "In Taiyuan Mansion, Lin's surname can only be regarded as a small family in the local family. The Wang family will not take it seriously. They will surrender their status and have a holiday with you? If you weren’t able to meet me, wouldn’t you still be drunk on the streets of Chang’an?"

The thick irony is obvious, but it doesn't seem to work for this Lin Shiling. There is no embarrassment on his face, and he said: "The Lin family is small, but it is also a famous local. The Wang family has deep roots. There are more than a thousand clerks? Even if Xiaomin recommends himself to the door, I am afraid it will be the same as his current fate, so humbly, it is better to go to Chang'an and try."

"The sword goes slanting forward, but I want to see if the court is interested in the unpopular? Or do you only know this? Nothing else?" Li Hong asked with squinting eyes.

At this moment, Lin Shiling showed a trace of embarrassment and unnaturalness on his face, but in the face of the current highness of the prince, he did not dare to say anything, so he had to honestly say: "Xiaomin...Xiaomin really looks down on those dancing, writing and singing. The literati who wrote poetry and made poetry, without the power to bind the chicken, shouted every day for the country and the people, but apart from being able to chant poems and make fus, and enjoy the beauty of life, they couldn't even manage their daily lives..."

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

"Xiaomin is convicted." Lin Shiling hurriedly saluted and pleaded guilty.

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(To the end of this chapter, please turn the page) Since you consider Ming to be your talent, I happen to have a puzzle that I have been pondering for a long time. Can you try to solve the puzzle for me? "Li Hong deliberately asked Lin Shiling for the school entrance examination.

"His Royal Highness, if it has something to do with mathematics, you can try Xiaominzi, but..."

"Naturally it has something to do with mathematics: the lofty ancient temple is in the mountains and forests. I don’t know how many monks are in the temple. There are three hundred and sixty-four bowls. It’s not bad to see the week. Three people eat a bowl of rice, and four eat one. Bowl soup. May I ask the scholars, how many monks come to the temple?" Li Hong asked with a smile, his eyes fixed on Lin Shiling's.

This is an arithmetic poem in "Algorithm Dacheng" by Xu Ziyun of the Qing Dynasty. Using a poem to let the arithmetic calculate how many monks is, it can be regarded as a more reliable and difficult test question.

Lin Shiling began to concentrate when he heard Li Hongnian. As every word entered his ears, Lin Shiling's expression became more and more serious. It was the first time he came into contact with this kind of calculation problem, and wanted to be in the first It is impossible to blurt out the answer at once.

What's more, the examiner he is facing at the moment is the current Highness Prince of Tang Dynasty. He felt that it was impossible for him not to be nervous, but Lin Shiling forced himself to concentrate on the remaining calculations, slowly closing his eyes, and his lips It was slowly squirming, reading that poem over and over again in my mind.

It's not just that he is nervous about mental arithmetic, but the curious Bai Chun, Xiaoxue and others, plus two half-way monks, are so old that Yangwu and Liantie who are getting together at Chongwenguan are all right. IndoMTL.com~ He muttered quietly, but for a while, no one could say the answer.

"Three hundred and sixty-four bowls, three people ate a bowl of rice, four people ate a bowl of soup." The sweat on Lin Shiling's forehead began to fall, and her heart became more tense involuntarily, still a little entangled The unclear correct answer began to shake in my heart.

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

Let’s not talk about whether the prince said that he did not know the answer is true or false, it is Lin Shiling himself, if he encounters such a difficult calculation problem, he will not give up easily, let alone give the wrong answer. Lie others to yourself.

This is also the dignity that he considers to be a schemer. What has always made him proud is his sensitivity and quickness to numbers, which is also a source of his confidence.

Just as Lin Shiling frowned to answer the answer, Li Hong picked up the pen and paper and wrote 14 more characters on the desk, but these 14 characters were surrounded by a circle, and the middle was empty. The part is where the respondent fills in the answer.

This is a kind of loop poem that people call. The arithmetic is less interesting, but it also contains some requirements for poetry. Therefore, this kind of loop poem that seems to require skipping words to read , It can better balance people's interest in mathematics and poetry.

Li Hong was not in a hurry. He looked at Lin Shiling who was still there and did not disturb him. He stretched out his hand to pass the pen and paper to the person next to him, but after a long time, no one took the pen and paper. He couldn't help but look up. Look, I saw heavy thinking on Bai Chun's beautiful cheeks. It seemed that he was also counting how many monks there were in the temple.

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