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, the restriction on calculation is exempted, and all scholars or who think they are literate people can refer to it, as long as they pass a total of three rounds of exams.
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 Also pick and choose what to do Anyway, today's Chang'an City can be described as overcrowded.
The sons of hundreds of families and the children of aristocratic families who are staring at the position of the Son of Heaven's close ministers, and the grassroots who can go home to explain their official positions or want to gamble, have gathered in Chang'an.
For a while, Chang'an City was so big that it was a little crowded.
Every day, the streets are full of traffic.
Scholars from all over the world who are preparing to prepare for the exam.
Shuttling back and forth, pulling the relationship of the relationship, and going 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.
Those who pat the sycophants, the flattering and the ambitious, will not refuse the recruitment conditions offered by a noble son at a high price, and temporarily work for these guys.
Or organize copywriting, copy various manuscripts, 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 to survive.
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, came to Chang'an City.
He raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that Chang'an City was full of crowded people.
Shuttles back and forth, and the signboards of each shop are waving in the wind.
Throughout Chang'an, there were guards everywhere to maintain order.
As well as patrolling armies.
"Back then, Yan Zi said that Linzi City sweated like rain, waved his sleeves to cover the sun, and today Chang'an.
I'm afraid it's even worse than Linzi back then," Gongsun Hong praised.
Then he pondered.
"The teacher ordered me to come to Chang'an, and go 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 feel embarrassed.
Before leaving, he never thought that Chang'an City would be so big.
Arrived in Chang'an.
Only then did he know that this city really deserved to be the Shenjing of the Han family, the first city in the world.
If you want to find a strange home in this vast sea of people, I am 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, a disciple of his uncle Dong Zhongshu For his uncle Dong Zhongshu, Gongsun Hong didn't have much respect.
"Zi Bu is silent, and Uncle Shi is strange and confused, but 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.
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In Gongsun Hong's view, the road that Dong Zhongshu took to explain history with the disasters of the Spring and Autumn Period was 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, and he only heard him say: "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 the 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 the 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 immediately felt that he had a heavy responsibility and 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 their noses and admitting that they have not been ridden on the head by the Legalists back then But if the Mo family sits on the throne, then Confucianism will really be cut off and lose all its status Similarly, if Confucianism sits 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 occasionally get these two books, 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 of Xue County, Qi Guo" "Fortunately, fortunately" the two looked at each other and smiled.
"Meeting is fate, Mr.
Zhu is willing to have a game with a certain pair," Gongsun Hong invited.
S: Huhu called it a day and went to sleep, although it seems that the 10,000 words were not completed, but it seems to be about the same t1706231537: