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Chapter 528: Figure it out(1/3)

Jiachen, the 18th day of the sixth month of the first year of Yuanyou.

As the Holy Day of the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager was approaching, the Prime Minister issued an edict according to the story, recommending talented people from all over the world who could be worthy of the imperial examinations.

Therefore, Shangshu Zuopushe, his servant Han Jiang recommended Zhang Shunmin, the minister of advice, Sun Zhun, the Tongzhi minister, and Liu Anshi, the inspector of Henan Prefecture's right army, etc.

The right servant of Shangshu, Lu Gong, the minister of Zhongshu, wrote a letter to the court to serve as minister Kong Pingzhong, serve as minister Bizhongyou, and Sun Pu.

Zhang Hong, the assistant minister of Zhongshu, Zhao Tingzhi, Mei Hao, and Lu Changyu, the deputy minister of Xuanyi.

Li Qingchen, a member of the Privy Council, recommended Lang Sheng Cizhong, and Wang Bing, a doctor of Taixue.

Li Changju, the assistant minister, Xuandelang, Chen Cha, Imperial High School official Chao Puzhi, etc.

Tongzhi Privy Council Minister An Tao promoted Xuande Lang Yang Guobao, Cheng Yi Lang Bi Zhongyou, Huangpi County Magistrate Li Yu and others.



The governors recommended more than 20 talented people from all over the world to the imperial court.

The list was sent to Zhao Xu, who then asked Feng Jing to take people to the official prosecution court of the Ministry of Personnel to check the identities and roles of these people, and to make background checks on these people.

Soon, the results were reported to Zhao Xu.

After reading it, Zhao Xu fell into deep mental infighting.

"Isn't this just a joke between you and me?" Zhao Xu muttered, leaning on the mattress.

That is to say, he is broad-minded and open-minded, and he knows that this is the virtue of the Song Dynasty.

It's Zhu Yuanzhang's turn. Zhao Xu feels that now all the prime ministers in the capital have to play the Nine Tribes.

Why?

Because, according to the investigation results reported by Feng Jing from the Ministry of Personnel to the court.

More than 20 "talents" recommended by the Prime Minister came to Beijing to take the imperial examination according to the system.

More than 70% of them are second- or third-generation officials.

For example, two of the three people recommended by Han Jiang are second generation.

Sun Zhun - Sun Shuang's grandson, Liu Anshi - Liu Hang's son.

Others are probably the same.

Whether it is the leadership of the new party or the leadership of the old party.

This is true for everyone.

This is a perfect interpretation of that sentence - words are all about doctrine, and heart is all about business.

Fortunately, not all the recommended ones are second generation.

There are still some really talented people here.

For example, Zhang Shunmin was a great poet and painter, very famous in modern times.

There is also Kong Zhongping, one of the three Kongs, who is as famous as the two Sus in contemporary times.

That is to say, it is not famous in modern times.

"Guan family, have some drinks to cool down..." Wen Xunniang offered the cooked perilla drink and said softly.

Zhao Xu nodded, took the tea cup, and started eating with a spoon.

It has to be said that Wen Xunniang's craftsmanship is getting better and better, and it is becoming more and more to Zhao Xu's taste.

After finishing a cup of ice-cold perilla drink, Zhao Xu put down the teacup, looked at Wen Xunniang who was looking down at the side and said: "Xunniang, please grind the ink for me."

"I want to write something."

"No." Wen Xunniang obediently took the order and went to prepare.

Zhao Xu looked at her back, pursed his lips slightly, called Feng Jing closer, and asked, "Do you know what Taishi Wen has been busy with recently?"

Feng Jing lowered his head and replied: "As I'm telling you, I heard from people in the imperial kitchen that the Grand Master has invited Gao Gonghui to visit Zongliang and his two relatives in the past two days."

"I heard that the Grand Master's family has two grandsons who seem to have reached the age to change their engagement...so I want to get married to two relatives..."

Zhao Xu raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

"should be……"

Zhao Xu rubbed his hands, this was a bit unusual.

Although Wen Yanbo has always been very flexible.

He is also not afraid of being criticized - back then, in order to worship the prime minister, he was even willing to praise the stinky feet of Queen Wen Cheng and Zhang's family.

But the past is the past and the present is the present.

Now Wen Yanbo has become famous.

He no longer needs to flatter his relatives' stinky feet.

so……

He suddenly wants to marry the Gao family and the Xiang family. What should he do?

Zhao Xu's emperor instinct began to activate.

My suspicious self began to make up my mind.

Fortunately, at this time, Feng Jing said from the side: "Everyone, I heard that in addition to discussing marriage, the Grand Master seems to be negotiating some business deals with the two families..."

"Hmm?" Zhao Xu looked at Feng Jing: "What kind of deal?"

"I don't know yet, but there should be such a thing."

Zhao Xu said oh and asked Feng Jing: "Let's find out what kind of business the grand master is going to do?"

"promise."

After Zhao Xu gave his instructions, he stood up and walked towards Donghe.

In Donghe's study, Wen Xunniang had already polished the ink, carefully laid out the Yuan calligraphy paper, and pressed it with a paperweight.

Zhao Xu walked forward and stood in front of the table specially made for his height.

He thought for a while, then picked up the pen and wrote a poem on the paper.

Du Fu's famous poem "Ascending the Ci'en Pagoda with the Lords".

Wen Xunniang watched Zhao Xu write the poem word by word.

After Zhao Xu finished writing, she came out to support him at the right time.

"The official calligraphy is really good, and it looks like everyone else..."

"Really?" Zhao Xu smiled, looked at Wen Xunniang and asked, "What do you think is so good about my words?"

Wen Xunniang lowered her head and answered boldly: "I am stupid and don't know calligraphy, but when I look at His Majesty's handwriting, I am quick and agile. It is not an ordinary calligraphy. I press the keys and pause, and write hard..."

Zhao Xu listened, put away his smile, and said to Wen Xunniang seriously: "Xunniang is someone who knows calligraphy."

In fact, he kept his calligraphy to himself and rarely showed off his skills.

Therefore, he always writes in Guange block letters.

But in fact, Zhao Xu's calligraphy skills are very high.

I have some knowledge of various types of running script, cursive script, regular script and official script.

It's just that he rarely shows it. If he writes occasionally, he will destroy it immediately without leaving any trace.

Therefore, outsiders always thought that he only knew Guange regular script.

But those who really understand calligraphy know that his characters already have their own unique pattern.

It is agile, fast, and runs smoothly. There are traces of it all, and the characteristics are very obvious.

This is a problem left behind in modern live broadcasts.

I always unconsciously use the technique of thin gold body - there is no way, if you want to be popular in live broadcast, you can only show off your skills.

"I don't dare to be an official." Wen Xunniang lowered her head and said, "Just follow the officials, and you will learn something unconsciously."

Zhao Xu smiled. He knew that after Wen Xunniang entered the palace, she had been learning all kinds of knowledge from the high-ranking female officials in Qingshou Palace and Baoci Palace.

Now it seems that she has learned well.

I am getting started in this aspect of art.

"I will give this calligraphy to Xun Niang." Zhao Xu put down the pen and said softly.

"this……"

"Xunniang, please accept it!" Zhao Xu said in an unquestionable tone.

As he spoke, he looked at the female officials and ministers waiting in the study.

"Of course, I didn't give it in vain..."

"Xunniang, please read me this poem by Du Gongbu."
To be continued...
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