"The saint is here..." The eunuch at the door shouted, which restored the entire Chengxin Hall to a normal atmosphere.

Li Jing walked into it with a blush on his face, and it seemed that he had a good time with his favorites at noon.

The princes hurriedly greeted each other at first sight. Li Congshan escaped the disaster. Li Jing's faint emperor's majesty and literary temperament, as well as the involuntary licking feelings that he showed after seeing his son, also invisibly offset Li Hongji's murderous aura.

Li Jing staggered to the chair, sat on it, then raised his legs, and the eunuch next to him immediately knelt down and removed the six-in-one boots on his feet for him.

Then Li Jing skillfully pulled his legs back and sat cross-legged on the stool.

Li Yu was stunned and finally found the answer from the original memory of this body. This is the so-called Hu sitting. No wonder the chairs of this era are very wide. Not only is Li Jing's imperial seat like this, but the few chairs next to him are more than twice as wide as the computer chair in his previous life. It turns out that this is what it is used for.

The Five Dynasties period was an era of drastic changes. The traditional Han people's kneeling began to gradually withdraw from the stage of history. Whether it was sitting with their butts on their calfs or sitting with their butts in the air, they were not as comfortable as sitting cross-legged. As for the modern practice of Li Yu, it was called sitting down at this time, and it was still considered indecent in serious occasions, but in private, everyone would feel comfortable as they did.

In fact, it was a last resort to kneeling before the Sui and Tang Dynasties. The main reason was that the pants at that time had no crotch and could only kneel tightly. Whether sitting in a bare or sitting down with your feet, it was possible that the brothers of the guest and the host would meet each other honestly. If one of them thought of something erotic and had a physiological reaction, it would be hard to say whether it was ecstatic or shocked when it fell into the other's eyes.

In short, in the Southern Tang Dynasty, whether it was a hot or a playboy, it finally evolved into a crotch, which was both warm and civilized, so the natural demise of kneeling and sitting. This shows that the Chinese have always been practical and will never let themselves suffer for the inexplicable so-called etiquette. This is much better than the neighbors in the east who still kneel on tatami.

As usual, Li Jing will personally take the exams of the princes one by one.

First, there are classics of knowledge and different test methods based on the age of the prince. The fifth brother Li Liangzuo, the sixth brother Li Yu, and the seventh brother Li Congshan were only two years apart and they joined the same group. Li Jing casually took a few sentences from "The Book of Rites? The University" and asked the three to write a piece in the same class. The format and number of words were not limited, but they required that they were reasonable, meaningful, and able to make a self-confirm. After writing, he would personally evaluate it.

This method is a bit similar to the imperial examinations in later generations, but the difference is that it does not require strict speeches by sages, but focuses on examining their basic logical abilities and writing skills.

Those who are six or seven years old are considered children's groups, so the requirements are much lower. As long as you can memorize a few paragraphs of "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius" will be considered a passing level. If you memorize the most well, Li Jing will also give you a royal item such as a bag or a jade pendant to reward it.

When the children's group ended, Li Yu's children's group was almost done. Li Jing took three words and commented and revised them one by one. Every time he said something, there would be something that would make the three sons convinced.

In today's round, Li Congshan, the youngest seventh son, got the lottery. He was well-made and round and neat. Li Jing was happy and rewarded him with Yu Ruyi, who was never leaving him. After Li Congshan got it, he glanced at his two brothers proudly. It was mostly Li Yu who won before, and this time he could beat him.

But Li Yu didn't care. The bastard's victory today was given up by himself. He could give up less of this kind of limelight.

It is not easy to win the exam at this level. I am familiar with the relevant classics. The especially advantage is that I know the way of writing eight-legged essays in later generations. Although eight-legged essays were criticized as stinky shit, they are the crystallization of wisdom of the Chinese people and are considered a standard paradigm of argumentative essay writing. As long as I copy them, why worry about Li Jing not cheering loudly?

But what's the point of doing this?

It’s not just one test to determine life, but one test to determine the throne.

If that little brat wants to show off, let him go out. And he could roughly conclude in his mind that Li Congshan's article was mostly done by Zhong Mo in advance or made an outline for him. Anyway, Li Jing's focus was on investigating the "University" during this period. The university was only a few hundred words, so it was very convenient to cheat in advance and ban the title.

But why do you have to show your strength so sharply?

He is only twelve years old, even if he pks himself, his fifth brother and second brother, there are three big bosses on it, which is not something that Zhong Mo can compete with. When the Three-Body Movement is launched, I am afraid that the power-minded Song Guo Lao will retreat, so why are he so anxious?

...

When they arrived at the youth group, their approach was different. Li Jing was used to taking a paragraph from "Spring and Autumn" or "Zuo Zhuan" to let the eldest brother Li Hongji and the second brother Li Hongmao debate each other. Every time the two met, he would explain it to the young prince. He was a master of knowledge and quoted the classics as soon as he opened his mouth. He was easy to understand. He heard the princes nodded and admired his father from the bottom of his heart.

Li Hongji and Li Hongmao are worthy of being brothers. They are very good at role models. Although they are difficult to argue with each other, they are not obsessed with the outcome. Instead, they will take the initiative to make up for each other's loopholes. Later, they end up with the same goal. Li Jing also repeatedly praised "both the top scholar and the prime minister" which means that they are qualified to be the top scholar in terms of literary talent, and they are in line with the prime minister in terms of measurement and vision, which can be regarded as a very high evaluation.

This is also Li Jing's unique educational method. He always firmly believed that the children of the Tian family naturally did not need to go the imperial examination like poor people, but paid more attention to cultivating their independent analysis ability.

"...Quality education, this is." Li Yu secretly admired in his heart. The prince was usually taught by his respective teachers, but he still focused on memorization. When he arrived at Li Jing, he paid more attention to flexible application. However, this flexibility was based on strict Confucian literacy. He usually put in a hard time reading, but he was not confined to it when he was used. If he had such insights in this era, it can be seen that Li Jing's vision was very extraordinary.

After the classics exam, I felt much more relaxed. According to the perspective of time travelers, Li Jing himself is actually a typical middle-aged literary man, and the most conceited person is poetry and songs. No wonder, in this way, he is the number one person in China at present. If he favors his minister, Feng Yansi, the Minister of Rites, is not here...

At this time, Li Yu was very impulsive to read a few lines of poetry. After all, when facing a middle-aged middle-aged man like himself, the best way to gain his favorability is to become a confidant with him in poetry. Of course, this is not easy. Looking at the Southern Tang Dynasty, only Feng Yansi did this, so that the famous scholars Xu Xuan and Han Xizai were slightly inferior.

And it is different from the previous exam of the classics. If I had written an eight-part essay, I would have been confident that I would win the championship in this assessment. But as I thought, it was not a test to be the throne, so why bother to be so anxious? Secondly, even if I really did it, Li Yu believed that with the qualifications of Zhong Mo and others, Li Congshan would definitely come up with a better article when he took the next exam. This was equivalent to making wedding dresses for others. After all, the one behind him was a serious bachelor's degree.

The poems are different. First, it can bring Li Jing's favor, and second, others cannot copy it. Moreover, this thing can bring enough reputation under very safe circumstances and will not touch the three-body movement of inheritance rights that is in full swing in the political arena of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

And he thought about it in bed last night that the best way is to use the advantage of a time traveler to copy a work by Li Jing several years later. When Chinese people write poems, there is often a process of long-term and repeated consideration. With an inspiration, he will only curse a few sentences, then check the rhythm and the tone, then expand it, and finally review and revise it. After all, it is only a very small number of people who can rely on the horse. The same is true for Li Jing.

In this way, Li Jing would be shocked to find that the artistic conception of the good sentence that he had been slack in his heart for a long time was blurted out by his son. Under such a strong dramatic effect, he, who has always been superstitious, would probably be very happy to be deeply intimate with his own feelings.

The plan is perfect, but it cannot be implemented. There are only eight poems circulated by Li Jing to later generations, two of which were also considered as fake works by scholars, and five of the remaining six poems have been published publicly...

The only song "The simple posture is so good to cover up the beauty, and the falling posture is still slanted with the dance posture." According to my memory, it has not yet appeared at this moment, but this poem was an impromptu song by Li Jing after drinking with his ministers and brothers one day. It can only be said to be good, and it is not as eye-catching as it can be.

Secondly, the content of the poem is about drinking and writing poems with like-minded people. Although Li Yu is a prince, he is not qualified to participate in such a collection of high-level literati. If he moves out at this moment, he will suddenly cause doubts. Maybe he will think it was done by a gunman and use it to gain fame. Li Jing is absolutely intolerable to this kind of thing.

So copy your own?

It doesn't seem to work either.

Li Yu's later lyrics were tragic and profound. He was only thirteen years old. If he really took it out and presented treasures, he would probably be regarded as a monster by everyone. Moreover, the poems were mostly sad about the country's demise, which could easily touch my own taboos...

The palace lyrics of Li Yu in the early days were not removed from the habit of flowers, and the subject matter was divided into two parts, with some of them on banquets, singing and dancing in the palace. This is the same as before. My mother, Queen Zhong, was very strict and could write her feelings without enjoying the wine. This is abnormal in itself. If Queen Zhong knew about it, she would probably be punished to kneel to the tablet of Liezu Lie.

Li Yu dared not take risks, especially Li Congshan's artificial behavior just now, and he clearly established his authority with his fifth brother, but Xiang Zhuang's intention of dancing the sword was too obvious. You must be careful. If you go there, I will mutter a few words...

The other part is the so-called erotic poem, which is divided into two large pieces. One is written to my wife, Da Zhouhou, telling the fun of the two of them in the boudoir, such as the famous "chewing red glutinous rice balls and smiling at Tan Lang". Now that I am still a virgin, I naturally cannot copy it.

Another part, although the quality is higher, Li Yu dared not say it even if he beaten to death, "Penglai courtyard closed the rooftop girl, and the painting hall was speechless. She threw away the pillow and the clouds were shining, and the embroidered clothes smelled strange fragrance." Well, this is a description of the noise during the day,

There is also the most famous song "Bodhisattva Man"

"I saw it on the south side of the painting hall, and I always snuggled and trembled.

It is difficult for slaves to come out, so I will teach you to be compassionate."

It is a quatrain that has been passed down through the ages, but they are all based on the subject of affair. In history, Li Yu stole his sister-in-law, Xiao Zhou Hou...

Although Li Jing is romantic in poetry and wine, when he sees his newly-grown son writing this tone, any father's first reaction is to give this bastard a kick. This is a typical sound of the destruction of the country. If this bastard succeeds to the throne, he will have to create a stimulating scene of the destruction of the country, "Little Lian is in a jade body to repay the Zhou army to enter Jinyang."

It is not impossible for Li Yu to lose his inheritance ranking if he is not done well...

So all the poems in history Li Yu are probably distributed in such a proportion. Ten percent are praising his wife, twenty percent depicting luxurious palace life, forty percent are the sound of the country's demise, and thirty percent are writing about having an affair with his sister-in-law...

At this critical moment, it seems that I can't take out any of it...

But I have to say that the quality of the latter two categories is amazingly high. Li Yu was very painfully suppressed and wanted to show off his thoughts. It was really the real journey in the night of the brocade clothes!

So I had to think about something else to divert my attention.

Then, or Song Ci?

He had the blessing of compulsory education. He knew a little about Song Ci, but those who were not interested in the graceful school were bold and unrestrained school, so he could ask Li Hongji to copy it. He would not say it if he wrote a little kid inappropriately. If the elder brother misunderstood, he would have the idea of ​​robbing the seat...

Of course, there are also pastoralists such as "The fragrance of rice flowers says good fortune and listen to life experience", but, etc., what is the original word?

As for the poems of the Ming and Qing dynasties, there are few excellent works. Secondly, many people like to copy the poem "It's a pity to be silenced" after traveling through time. Of course, they have the conditions, so try it yourself?

Li Jing must have been slaughtered up, "Who is the bastard pointing to the mulberry and scolding the locust? Who are you talking about? Thousands of horses are silenced? I have never suppressed my remarks. Xiao Yan pointed at his nose and scolded me, but he just sent it out to be a deputy envoy!"

"Talents are also reduced?! You guys, I am the Tang Dynasty, no, the number one talent in the Central Plains!" This beating is in vain, because Li Jing is indeed qualified to say this...

Later on, the poems of great men?

"Qinyuanchun" is not to rely on it. Let's not talk about Tang Zong and Song Zu. A generation of geniuses cannot explain it. If the next stanza is spread, Li Yu is sure that there is a high probability that the trio will unite and slap yourself to death first...

As for "the wind and rain in Zhongshan is yellow and the millions of heroes cross the river", I am now in Jiangdu, but I have never seen myself curse myself like this...

Moreover... across from Jiangdu is Li Hongji's world. As soon as this poem comes out, Li Jing and Li Hongji must have tacitly circled himself in a yard, and the charge is simply "disconnecting from the family affection of the Tian family..."

After thinking for a long time, I really got nothing. I wanted to say "to                                                                                                                      �

I had no choice but to choose my daily exercises to deal with it.

Then Li Hongji stood up directly, "Sage, the child has been busy with military, political affairs in Jiangbei. Although he dare not forget the classics, he is really unwilling to take care of his poetry and lyrics. He also asks the saint to forgive his sins!"

"It's okay, it's okay. You'll be exempted from this test. But if you have time in the future, you still have to study hard. Well, when you step down that day, you will teach you how to recite poems and write for your father," Li Jing said casually.

Li Hongji's face was suffocated, and then the solemn bloody smell on his body was about to spread again. Finally, he suppressed himself and clasped his fists at Li Jing and said, "After the child restored the old land of the Tang Dynasty for the saints, he would definitely ask him to disband all his duties and follow the saints to learn poetry and prose all day long, but he was afraid that the saints would like me to be annoyed..."

Restore the old land of the Tang Dynasty... Li Yu felt very complaining in his heart, and his elder brother was also very powerful. When facing his own tentative questions, he did not answer positively. Instead, he drew a huge cake and threw it back...

And the last sentence he meant was obviously to make a joke to ease the atmosphere, but brother, is it okay to smile? The so-called smile is the corners of your eyes relaxed and drooping, the corners of your mouth relaxed and upward, and the nose relaxed and shrunk. Except for the corners of your mouth, your other facial features were like iron cast and motionless. This is the legendary sneer...

Fortunately, Li Jing also knew that his son was inherited from another generation, so he didn't care. He waved his hand and signaled to continue...

So the other princes were thinking about their new works, among which Li Congshan's was the best. Li Yu sneered in his heart, "Zhong Mo, the assistant minister, did not become a gunman in other ways. Unfortunately, his own poems did not leave half of his lines in the entire Tang poems. This level is just bullying the little kid. The second brother hasn't spoken yet..."

Sure enough, Li Hongmao immediately smiled and said, "I have been recuperating recently, but I don't have poetry. I'm just bored before the bed for a long time, so I have to make a few nonsense..."

"Hongmao, please tell me quickly, don't be as fond of your father!" Li Jing knew that the poetry and prose tests were all fake, so it depends on this second son.
Chapter completed!