Chapter 1131

Name:Farmer's Little Girl Author:Yu Yuzhu
Adults, especially those at a fairly old age, can't help but take the school examination when they see children at this age. Everyone understands it very well.

It's just that the person who takes the examination is the emperor, and it's not common on such a grand occasion.

No matter how you behave, I don't know how envious you are. A word with the emperor here is comparable to planning outside for many years.

I don't know how many people have tried their best to get this opportunity.

Bai Shan is not stupid. He doesn't know why the fifth Prince suddenly pulled him out, but this is really his chance.

Therefore, he quickly went over what he wanted to say in his mind. He made a mistake and deliberately slowed down his speed.

He was still a little nervous and his palms were sweating, but as soon as he looked up and saw the emperor's strange and somewhat familiar face, the scene of their meeting on the road flashed in his mind. Then he thought that he arranged them to come here step by step, and his heart calmed down.

Bai Shan's mouth is slightly picked. What are you afraid of?

Isn't it all his arrangement?

Bai Shan's brain ran rapidly, and immediately abandoned many books. He only said, "students are reading spring and autumn."

What books can first-class students of Guozi school read? Who doesn't know?

Mainly what he wanted the emperor to ask.

When the emperor saw that he only said the spring and Autumn Annals, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "I remember that Duke Qi Jinggong asked Confucius about politics. I don't know how Confucius answered?"

Bai Shan arched his hands and said, "Confucius said: monarch, minister, father, son."

The emperor smiled and asked, "do you think Confucius is right?"

Bai Shan looked up at the emperor, lowered his eyes and said, "the words of the sage are naturally right."

The emperor laughed, touched his beard and nodded, "yes, indeed, old five, you have finally made a good friend. Come, sit down with the living man and remember for him today's spring and autumn. "

Bai Shan immediately knelt down, saluted and promised, "yes."

Sitting next to the emperor, the living Lang raised his eyebrows, looked at them with his colleagues who helped him, and wrote in the booklet: "you asked the young man, the confusion of Qi Jinggong in the spring and Autumn Annals, and the young man replied..."

When he wrote down this paragraph, he nodded to Bai Shan who came forward, got up and gave him a place.

Of course, it was impossible for Bai Shan to record and read this booklet, so he turned over a blank booklet and gave him a set of pen and ink by the way.

Bai Shan thanked him, knelt down beside him and looked up to observe the situation in the hall.

His position is particularly good because he can see the whole audience, including the look of the emperor and the Empress Dowager.

What does he do?

That is a historian, who specially records the words and deeds of the emperor and all people. After recording, they will be sealed. When the emperor dies and the next emperor ascends the throne, these sealed daily records will be turned out, compiled, compiled into historical books and handed down.

In the future, most of the emperor's merits and demerits will come from here.

Therefore, as living Lang, the most important thing is documentary. Bai Shan has been taught this from reading history books.

Mr. said that as long as you remember to write an article, no matter how you write it, it will not be separated from the root, even if you win half.

The remaining half depends on literary talent.

Bai Shan, who didn't write less strategy theory and read the scripts turned out by man Bao, thought his writing was OK.

As a historian, the most important thing is that the writing is flat and easy to understand, but it has a sense of picture?

It is mainly the words and deeds of the emperor, followed by the important words and deeds of some ministers.

Bai Shan set two important points for himself in his heart, and openly observed the people in the hall, especially the king of Yizhou.

Bai Shan, who knew the inside story, looked at the friendly interaction between the emperor and the king of Yizhou. He especially wanted to write something. Unfortunately, he didn't have the courage.

He was afraid that if he wrote, things would fail.

Bai Shan wrote down the dialogue between the emperor and the king of Yizhou without personal emotion, but he kept humming in his heart.

When Mingda saw her prying, he reminded her, "don't look, father, this is cultivating your younger martial brother."

Man Bao nodded, "I know."

But I can't help worrying. The palace is really dangerous, and Bai Shan doesn't seem to have eaten yet?

Man Bao looked at the mutton in front of him, picked up chopsticks and tasted it. Don't say, it's really delicious.

She glanced at Bai Erlang and yin or, winked at them, told them to eat quickly, and then tried to send Bai Shan some food.

By the way, she looked at the fifth prince who had talked to Bai Erlang and turned to Mingda: "his cousin's name is Changbo? Can't it be Yang Changbo? "

Mingda was eating. For a moment, without time to answer, Princess Changyu, the head of her, pulled a full treasure and said with bright eyes, "do you know brother Yang Biao?"

Mingda couldn't help but cover her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled for a while before saying, "shame is not shame. That's not your cousin."

"What's the matter? Lao Wu and I are brothers and sisters. Naturally, I can call him cousin."

Man Bao said, "we are the county magistrate of Luojiang county. His words are Changbo, taboo and books."

Chang Yu couldn't help touching his palm and said with a smile, "that's cousin Yang. Did you see him?"

Man Bao nods.

Chang Yu couldn't help shaking her arm and asked, "do you think he looks good?"

Man Bao thought about it and nodded, "it's really beautiful."

"What do you mean it's really good-looking?" Princess Changyu was dissatisfied and said, "is there anyone better looking than cousin Yang in this world?"

Mingda thought seriously, shook his head and said, "it seems that there is no more."

Man Bao also thought seriously, "really, county magistrate Yang is the best looking person I've ever seen."

Changyu became proud, raised his head and said, "what's up, am I right?"

Then he regretted, "it's a pity that I was born a few years late. If I had been born a few years earlier, I would have asked my father to marry me."

Mingda: "you may not be able to rob other aristocratic women. It's said that Cui's daughter and Wang's daughter almost didn't fight to rob him in the early years. It's also a pity that Lu's legitimate branch doesn't have a young lady of the right age, otherwise they will fight harder."

Man Bao: "

Chang Yu was unconvinced. "I'm a princess. Can't I compare with them?"

Mingda said with a smile, "my sister is naturally good in our hearts, but my father and emperor can't give a hard order to get married. We still have to ask the Yang family."

Chang Yu naturally knows this. She can marry whoever she wants to marry in this world.

Now, she has reached the age of matchmaking.

She looked up at the nephews sitting behind the ministers opposite, swept them one by one and sighed, "it's much worse than cousin Yang."

Man Bao also looked up. Although they were not as good-looking as Yang Heshu, there were many handsome ones. She felt no regret.