Chapter 16 The Emperor's Right Text

After the three exams, it was the fourth main exam again. The 18th Room examiners were busy. In a few days, they read the papers one by one. Everyone gathered in Jukui Hall. There were curtain officers on both sides, and they bowed to each other and sat in four sides among the red candles in the hall.

In the middle, Weng Xincun was in the middle, and Wuren, Hua Shana and Yan Jingming sat on the left and right. On the left of the four presidents was the minister of the charter; on the right was the minister of the Zongli Pavilion. On the opposite side, the inner and outer supervisors and the supervisors were the censors and the tune. On the east and west sides, the examiners of the 18th room sat on each other. In this way, they surrounded a large case of writing the charter, and they were summoned and carried the box to the court.

The ranking was set the day before, and it was called "Cao Ban". Among the 6,436 Juren who took the imperial examination, the 229 were divided into vernal and ink. The scrolls were divided into two types, except for the "Five Kui", and each ten volumes was arranged neatly. Open the box, and the clerk presented the first bundle of Wu Kui's papers, and the examiner Weng Xin kept them at hand. When the second bundle was delivered, he moved the ink scroll to Wu Ren in the left head, "Gen Weng, let's do it!"

So the clerk opened the seal and sang loudly: "The sixth place is Kuang Fengchun!"

Weng Xincun and Wu Ren followed the rules for many years. One marked the "sixth place" on the red scroll; the other wrote a big name on the ink scroll. The other clerk compared the list and wrote a note of "sixth place Zhao Lin, Shanxi" and passed it to the big table of writing, filling in the name below the ranking. Someone took the note and stuffed it out from the crack of the "inner dragon gate" to ask the person who reported the good news to grab the "head report" and invite a generous reward.

There is no need to mention the prosperity and excitement among them. The 224 people except Wu Kui will be released in one day. After lunch at noon, only half of the list was filled in. Every time one was heard, a burst of cheers outside were heard. Everyone looked at each other and was about to continue filling in the list. The door of Jukui Hall was pushed open from outside. Yu Guangzhuo, the censor who was originally responsible for maintaining order outside rushed in quickly: "Ming Gong, several lords, the sage has arrived!"

Weng Xincun was shocked, grabbed the big hat on the table and put it on, and greeted him repeatedly: "Sir, follow me to welcome you! Open the middle door and set off firecrackers!"

On the street in front of the Gongyuan, there were already officers sent by the Nine City Military and Horses Office to maintain order, and the deacons, servants, and internal and external curtain officials who came here to listen to the news, but more were the world's leaders blocking the crowd. Apart from the distance, a bright yellow sedan chair was approaching.

Amid the sound of ping-pong cannons, the sedan chair stopped at the gate of the Gongyuan. The young emperor bent down and crawled out. The roadside had long been kneeling with people and waiting: "Long live Emperor Xianfeng!"

Weng Xincun led the way and knelt down: "My memory, Weng Xincun, respectfully ask the emperor for his blessings and wealth!"

"Well, I." The emperor came in casually, and could tell that he was in a good mood. He smiled warmly and waved his hand: "Get up."

"Yes." Everyone got up and rolled up their sleeves. Weng Xincun noticed that in addition to the emperor, the three military ministers Sai Shanga, Jia Zhen and Peng Yunzhang also came with them and gave Jia Zhen a consulting look. The latter smiled and signaled that he didn't need to panic.

The emperor looked up at the plaque of the Gongyuan hanging above his head, and turned around and asked Sai Shanga: "When was this place built?"

"Reply to the emperor, this is the former site of the Ministry of Rites of the Former Yuan Dynasty. It was newly built and renovated during the Ming Dynasty. When it was the High Temple of this dynasty, it was repaired again and renovated."

"It's been a long time, right?"

"Yes. The renovation of the tribute court was in the fifteenth year of Emperor Gaozong. Today, it has been more than a hundred years."

"Go in and take a look."

Weng Xincun and others led the way forward. The emperor walked around the Gongyuan Courtyard, walked around Mingyuan Tower, Gongtang, Jukui Pavilion, Huijing Hall, Lookout Tower, etc., and returned to Jukui Hall to sit down: "Since the British set up a consulate in the Celestial Empire last year, they have been proposing to Lao Liu, hoping to visit the Gongyuan, which gathered talents from all over the world. Lao Liu also asked for orders several times, but they all rejected it to me. It's not that there is any violation, but the Gongyuan has been disrepaired for the British, and it is inevitable that the British will laugh at me in my heart."

As he spoke, the emperor turned to look at the side: "Peng Yunzhang?"

"I'm here."

"You are the minister of the Ministry of Management. After you go down, you will discuss with Wuren, Yan Jingming and others to see how much money it will cost to renovate it and how much time it takes? Before the next official position, put this matter into practice." He said again: "Some money, you must spend what you should spend. You can't wander around at all. Hum?"

Weng Xincun flashed over from the side and knelt down respectfully: "The emperor is in the ninth level, and the holy heart is concerned about the students in the world. I will bring scholars in the world to thank the emperor for his kindness!"

"Get up." The emperor waved his hand and asked him to stand up. He took the Wukui paper placed beside him, pulled out one, picked it up, looked it out, and then put it down: "There is one thing that I have never known for a long time. The resume written on this paper mentioned the teacher and sir who was a student. Do you know that such a person will have any rewards after high school for students?"

"This," this question has never been expected by many people. There have always been only top students, no top students masters, and the students won the top students. Of course, there will be a respect for the Kaimeng teacher in his hometown, but the court did not have such a reward.

Weng Xincun replied: "Reply to the emperor's words, as a master, teaching and educating people and praising the saints is his own responsibility. As usual, the court will not reward him."

"This is not good. The so-called famous teachers produce high disciples. I am not saying that the top students will be trained, and the teacher will also have the top students. But, without the teacher's hard work, how can the students' titles be named? Many things, if the court wants to be ahead, it will be like this? I think, if the students can get it, um..."

He thought for a while and said, "If the educated students can achieve results in the provincial, provincial, and palace examinations, the imperial court should not only issue an order to commend, but also have some rewards that are affordable. Specifically, Jia Zhen, you are in charge of the Ministry of Rites, let me tell you?"

"Yes. I think that if the students who are taught can even take the lead, the enlightened master, teacher, and teacher will give you a reward as appropriate. The provincial academic and government officials will be named Chen Zuo, and each person will be given a reward of 50 taels of silver in addition to the commendation." He replied while thinking, "After the details, please go down, and then discuss in detail with the Ministry of Rites."

"One hundred taels."

Jia Zhen was stunned and immediately bowed and agreed: "Yes, a reward of 100 taels of pension."

"This money is not allowed to be paid out by the vassal treasury of each province, and the Ministry of Revenue will directly pay it to you." The emperor looked around and said, "One hundred taels of silver may be worth nothing. However, I want to tell the people of the world that they must have such a mind to respect teachers and respect the Tao. From the emperor to the people, if they cannot understand the education of saints, what is different from animals? And the promotion of education depends on the masters and gentlemen who made words on behalf of the heavens and educated the foolish and barbarians on behalf of the saints!"

Everyone standing left and right bent down at the same time: "The emperor is very concerned about the holy emperor, and the ministers are all in a good way. We are impressed and have nowhere to go."

After talking about the main thing, the emperor once again picked up the Wukui paper she had just put down and asked with interest: "How should this Wukui paper be issued? Should it be left for the last?"

Weng Xincun was about to say 'yes', but Hua Shana, who was standing next to him, suddenly interrupted: "The Wukui's paper is left to be issued at the end. It is an unwritten rule. If the emperor intends to change the rules, it is naturally OK."

"There is no need to change it. But since I have arrived here today, I will change the Wukui paper for this subject for the time being." The young emperor smiled like a child: "What should be written on it to be considered the Wukui paper?"

Weng Xin was not happy about Hua Shana's joy in pleased the emperor like this, but he had already said that he would not be able to say anything else, so he had to take a step forward and give the emperor a few words about the so-called Wu Kui's ruling.

The emperor nodded and said he understood. Hua Shana, Wuren, Yan Jingming and several examiners unfolded the paper, stood aside, walked slowly by the front of the paper, and pointed with his hand: "This is the best, so let's locate Huiyuan."

"Yes." Sai Shanga came forward and took the pen with interest, and pointed it in the cinnabar: "This year, the five-guru students are very blessed. They can be praised by the emperor, but they can truly be called the glorious ancestor! Since it is the emperor's imperial decree, I would like to ask the emperor to write the pen?"

The emperor was very interested. He took the pen and wrote the word "take" on one of the papers. The other four papers were also marked with the words "zheng", "da", "guang" and "ming". After finishing the pen, he waved his hand with a smile: "Send it out."

A clerk here knelt down and took the paper, recorded his name and origin, and sent it out through the crack of the door.

I know about everything inside, and outside, that Wukui's papers can only be delivered late at night as usual. There is something new in the current subject: the emperor is here, and the imperial pen personally won the ranking. This reward for winning is far from being 20 taels! A quick newspaperman snatched it, opened it and took a look, and immediately shouted: "Fifth place, Mr. Yang Weifan, Guangdong!"

When I arrived at the Liyu Hutong not far from the Gongyuan, the gongs were knocking loudly, which made my left and right unable to live. However, I knew that today was the day to be released, and when I heard the gongs, I guessed that someone was in high school again. "Old Master Yang Weifan, Guangdong ranked fifth in high school! Congratulations to Mr. Yang Weifan, Guangdong ranked fifth in high school!"

Yang Weifan sat opposite Xu Geng in the house and drank. One of them had been confirmed to fail the exam, and the other was not keen on the undergraduate ranking. Therefore, although Xu Geng could force himself to smile and urge his newly met friends to go to the gate of the Gongyuan to listen to the newspaper, the latter could not go alone even though he knew that his friend had completed the exam. It would be fine if he failed. If he really won, how could he be able to teach him how to be?

Who knew that it was at this time that the newspaper was knocking on the gong to the door of the inn. The two of them heard it clearly. No. 5? How could it be at this time? It should be midnight every year that Wukui's newspaper was delivered? Why did it take so long this year?

Yang Weifan thought he had heard it wrong, so Xu Geng put down his wine glass and listened carefully. It was right, it was his name: "Brother Qinglin, congratulations, you won the fifth place."

"No way?"

"Yes, go out and have a look and ask what's going on."

The two of them stepped out of the room. Sure enough, at the door of the inn, the newspaper was on one knee, holding a bright red newspaper in his hand: "But Mr. Yang from Guangdong? Is the official title from the upper and lower vassals?"

"Yes, I am Yang Weifan."

"That's not wrong." Baozi smiled and said loudly: "Master Yang, you are really the first in the Qing Dynasty! Your ranking was written by the Emperor Long Sui's emperor!"

"What's going on?" Xu Geng asked first, "Tell me carefully."

"I don't know the details. It's just after noon today, the Emperor Wansui arrived at the Gongyuan, and then the Wukui's report was sent out. The people inside said that these Emperor Wansui personally chose them!"

"Ah!" The two of them understood this time. Xu Geng sincerely bowed to Yang Weifan: "Brother Qinglin, this brother said so much. You are really the most blessed person in the Qing Dynasty! Not only did you win the five masters, but the emperor ordered him. Congratulations, congratulations!"

Yang Weifan didn't know what he felt like, and even forgot the rewards and reports. It was still the people around him who made a fuss. He remembered that he was not the one who had a thick and thick hand. Without further ado, he knew that the report of the victory could not be paid for twenty taels of silver. While he was hesitating, Xu Geng took out a fifty taels of Guan Bao from his arms and handed it over: "Thank you, brother, for coming to report the good news. I'll keep this little silver for a few taels of tea."

"Thank you, Mr. Yang!" Baozi took the money with a smile, asked Yang Weifan for another time, and then turned around.

Yang Weifan's eyes were red with gratitude: "Brother Xu?"

"Brother Yang doesn't have to do this. Although Brother Yang and I met by chance, they fell in love with each other. What is this kind of trivial matter?" Xu Geng suddenly smiled: "However, this money was lent to Brother Yang. When the time of his career was rich, he would have to pay back the money and profit!"

After saying a word, the two looked at each other and laughed!

A dialogue between the monarch and ministers performed in the Gongyuan was quickly passed on to the world through the clear issuance of the will. Such a "Jiahui Shilin" action greatly inspired scholars all over the world, especially those who had no fame and had only relied on a few acres of thin land to live on their children in rural areas. The court attaches importance to it, and the emperor's right-written language can warm people's hearts more than that one hundred taels of silver!

According to the report of the Governor Lu Jianying of Liangjiang, "...the day the order was reached, all Bian Wu... all praise our emperor and the emperor's right-written words. It is really a blessing for the people, the blessing for the scholars in the world, and the blessing for the Qing court."

The emperor would not take such a report very seriously, so he quickly criticized: "I understand." He put it aside.

Before leaving the capital and staying at the Rehe Palace, he had one more thing to ask about in person, which was the Xiyuan cannon inspection that had been requested several times by Prince Gong!
Chapter completed!