Royal Road

The Wei and Jin Dynasties had heavy heirs, and they also paid attention to the natural emotions. It's not uncommon to hold a child on your lap to meet guests, let alone hold hands. Others didn't say anything about Liang Feng's actions, but paid more attention to the only son of the prefect. At this time, although the age of entering school is somewhat advanced, it is still not common for young children to enter the library before the age of eight. Seeing Liang Rong's steady appearance, many people secretly nodded in their hearts.

When he came to the river, Liang Feng announced the beginning of Huxuan. It is still a simple copper basin with willow branches, but this time there are not only a dozen officials, but also more than 50 students and their teachers from the county school. The number of people increased several times, and the ceremony became more solemn. In addition to the haze of the solar eclipse during the war, everyone paid more attention to the ancient rituals of eliminating the plague.

Everyone carefully cleaned their hands and cleaned the dust, and then a large number of eggs and dates were thrown into the river. This is the floating eggs and jujube thrown by the Prefect. It only floated a few feet, and someone on the shore picked it up with a hook and a net. The magical battle of Yangyi brought a lot of trouble to Liang Feng, but it also added countless auras to the Buddha. Take a few more floating eggs that he throws out, which can also protect his children.

After finishing a set of procedures, Liang Feng led Liang Rong to the camp. Sitting still in the main seat, he smiled and said to the people: "Today I go to the market, and I will be like the same. The beginning of the county school, the enrollment is my party elite, it is better to take this opportunity to take the school entrance examination."

This is what everyone is looking forward to. Those students immediately cheered up. They went to the market last year, but some people went directly to the prefectural palace! I don't know how it will be arranged this year? There are so many students in the county school, I am afraid the competition will be fierce several times, of course, we must go all out!

Liang Feng didn't directly make the proposition, but turned sideways to the Jijiu Fan Long who was sitting aside and said, "Also ask Fan Jijiu to write the topic."

This gave Zujunxue face. Fan Long bowed slightly and said, "So, let's use'Thinking is prepared, and preparedness' is the topic."

This is the sentence in "The Eleventh Year of the Zuo Zhuan·Xiang Gong", it is the singer Wei Jiang, the minister of the Jin Dynasty, advised Jin Mourning Gong not to collect Zheng Guo's contributions, and it is necessary to be prepared for danger in order to achieve great things. Jin Mourning and accepting advice, eventually became the overlord of one party.

On the surface, this is a compliment to Liang Feng. After all, without the various preparations made by this wise man, how could the Shangdang defeat the Huns with less and more victory? But this is only the most obvious meaning.

"Eleventh Year of Xianggong", the beginning of the passage tells the story of the three armies of Lu Zuo. In the name of the three armies, Dr. Lu Guoqing, Ji Wuzi, divided the public army into three. The three armies were led by Sanheng, namely Ji Sun, Shu Sun, and Meng Sun, and jointly divided the people. Among them, Ji Wuzi issued an order that as long as members of his private armed forces join the army, they will be exempt from taxation. Those who do not join will double the tax collection of the office. The other two secretary-generals, one treated half of the private soldiers as slave soldiers, and the other treated all the private soldiers as slave soldiers.

As a result, after the implementation of this policy, Ji Sun annexed all four cents of the nationals, and the other two took two and one cent respectively. This results in a situation where the people are divided into twelve, three families get seven, and the public gets five. The Ji Sun clan has also become the strongest line in the Lu State, and the office has fallen.

Such a story is so similar to what happened in Shangdang. Can the Liang Taishou, who implements the tax-free farming system, thrive like the Ji Sun family?

Furthermore, after the Ji Sun's monopoly, Lu Zhaogong was jealous, and he united with other officials to crusade. As a result, Sanhuan joined forces and Lu Zhaogong was defeated and fled to Jin. Unexpectedly, Ji Pingzi bribed the six officials of the state of Jin to let Zhaogong temporarily reside in the army. So far, Ji Pingzi took the throne and became the real monarch of Lu.

Does this also imply anything?

So much is involved in a mere Scripture question that comes out casually. It is also the true attitude of the students who can test the school towards the Liang Taishou in front of him. Fan Long's creativity is extraordinary.

Liang Feng is now familiar with the Three Biography of Spring and Autumn, but when he heard this question, he smiled on his face and nodded: "This question is very good. I have two questions here, one for counting and the other for strategy. And three questions, please answer them."

This is much harder than last year's banquet! However, all the students also knew that this was a great opportunity to show their faces in front of the prefect, and even related to their future official career. How dare to neglect? One by one, he leaned on the prepared book case and wrote his answer sheet.

Liang Feng didn't let other people wait, but ordered people to set up a song and have fun. This is obviously more in line with the interest of the officials of the prefectural palace. Yale is played softly, and the lotus leaf floats in front of anyone, who wants to chant poems and talk. In fact, Liang Feng is not cold about these, especially not used to the four-character and five-character long poems that are as long as poems. But drinking and having fun in this way is a good way for the gentry to maintain their feelings. It also allows officials who have been busy for a winter to relax and exchange feelings.

After the lotus leaf floated for half a circle, Yoyo landed in front of Wen Qiao. Without retreating, he thought for a moment, then chanted the poems on Shangsi. His clear voice and outstanding appearance make the four-character long poem also show great flavor.

After a poem was finished, many people stroked their palms and praised it. Liang Feng also smiled and said: "The good writing is that no one can be too true. Listening to Gong Qiao's words, too true, good book, good reasoning, and the affairs of the public case are all in order. Seeing it now, I am afraid that I will be a talented person. ."

Liang Feng has been in charge of the Shangdang for a long time, and now he has accumulated power. Even if he is just a prefect, it is nothing in the eyes of a family of high sects like Wen Qiao, but his words and deeds are really frustrating. Not to mention that stubbornness.

Wen Qiao's face was reddish, and he said, "The manor is serious. After Qiao has been in official business for a year, he has only realized the difficulty of managing politics. The manor has turned the tide and turned the tide, so that people admire him."

"If you don't go through the counties, why use Taige? Taizhen's advice, I have read it, it is really a golden word. If the chaos is a little rest, you can do more." Liang Feng smiled.

There are strict evaluations in the prefect's mansion, which is to prevent those mediocre officials from delaying business affairs. Among all the evaluations, Wen Qiao can be said to be outstanding. There are a lot of wastes who can only pretend to be incapable of doing things, but there are also many outstanding talents in the background. Therefore, even if the other party's background is extremely high, Liang Feng has to make the best use of it.

Hearing this, Wen Qiao was stunned for a moment. Now that all counties in Shangdang already have county magistrates in charge, how can it be said that "does not pass through the counties"? But after a little thought, he understood. There are no free official positions in the Shangdang, but not necessarily in other places! Just like Yangyi, shouldn't you let Ge Hong serve as the county magistrate? Is it possible that the Liang Taishou was about to send troops to counterattack the Huns?

Wen Qiao couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. According to his net worth, he does not lack such an official position, but he can be recognized by others. For a young man of his age, it is always an exciting thing. However, there was Gao Men's bearing, Wen Qiao finally only gave a deep thought: "Xie Fujun's beautiful words."

All of you here are smart people, and they don’t understand what Liang Feng said. Duan Qin took a sip from the wine glass and smiled in his heart, fearing that none of these people would have guessed that what the lord is plotting now is not the counties of Taiyuan occupied by the Huns, but the neighboring Leping country. However, with Leping in hand, the Shangdang can maintain its foundation with a buffered rear. Therefore, officials who intervene in Leping must also have outstanding abilities. Wen Qiao is indeed an excellent choice.

The song continued to flow smoothly, and everyone's emotions rose, and laughter came from time to time. This is a bit difficult for the students answering the questions on the side, not to mention that the questions given are not simple. After an hour and a half passed, when it was announced that the answer was over, there were still many people who hadn't left a few words on the paper. Among these people, there are not a few who have just entered school. How can we solve such a problem?

The test papers were collected, first handed over to the officials of the county school and the prefectural palace to read them, and then presented to Liang Feng. The test time was too short for many people to think about writing, and many people didn't even touch the math problem. Looking through the last test paper submitted, Liang Feng couldn't help but sigh lightly. The answers to all three questions are indeed mostly from noble families. Even if the little gentry is of gentry origin, the family biography is different. If you want to let the poor people dominate, there are not decades, or even hundreds of years of popularization of education, I am afraid I can't even think about it.

After flipping through the test papers, Liang Feng pointed out a few talented students and talked about them, before giving an assessment for entering the prefectural palace. Others are also very encouraging, let them continue to study hard. After dealing with all kinds of matters, it was time for three poles in the sun. Liang Feng stopped delaying and ordered a banquet.

Now the cooks in the Prefects' Mansion are all trained by Liang's Mansion, and they cook uniquely and deliciously. A dozen dishes, the aroma drifts far away. Downstream, in a colorful tent, a girl sniffed: "Ah, the prince finally has a banquet, what is so sweet? It made the slaves hungry!"

This was so mischievous that all the women in the account immediately laughed. Since the monarch is holding a banquet, these lower camp tents can also be held. Immediately someone passed a banquet, and the delicacies were put up like flowing water.

Some people eat happily, while others don’t think about it. Xue Wuniang leaned in front of the case, and only moved the chopsticks a little, and could not eat anymore. The previous design was ignored. After she returned to the camp, she was very much taught by her mother. What I am thinking about now is the plan for the future, where can I eat!

Inviting the maidservant, she asked softly: "Go and pay attention, to see when the banquet over there ends?"

I heard from my father that the man was in poor health and would not delay too long every time he held a banquet. I don't know how long this meeting will be held today. The maid obediently stepped back. Xue Wuniang quietly took out the hand mirror, took a look at his makeup carefully, and then pressed his heart. Although her appearance is no better than that of the eldest sister who married into Pei's family, she is also pretty and lovely. As long as it is not a piece of wood, it can always bring out some waves. Secretly cheering himself up, Xue Wuniang settled down and continued to wait for the opportunity to come.

There is enough time to eat a feast, and after a full meal. Liang Feng did not end the banquet early as in the past, but ordered people to set an arrow target. According to reason, Liang Taishou should only play pitching pots as usual. This move really surprised many people. I never thought that Liang Feng didn't start shooting directly, but smiled and said to Liang Rong on the side of him: "Rong Er wants to start a game first?"

The prefect's son wants to shoot arrows? How old is he, can he hold his bow and arrow securely? Many curious eyes looked over. Liang Rong didn't sit there and set up just when the water was being tuned. Some teachers used other people's poems to test his allusions. Liang Rong was not afraid, and he could answer those questions one by one, which made many people secretly praised. Now that Yunwen is not counted, do you still want Yunwu?

When so many people looked over, what Liang Rong had in his eyes was only the warm smile in his father's eyes. Nodding his head hard, he said, "I am willing to start the game for my father."

With a smile, Liang Feng ordered people to fetch the small bow he often used, and set an arrow target thirty steps away. The target is within the range of the soft bow, but it is not so easy to hit the heart. Especially for such a child. With the help of the maid, Liang Rong **** his long sleeves, took the bow and arrow, and stood firmly in front of the target with his feet separated. Those many eyes were staring at him, but he didn't feel too nervous, because his father stood behind him, watching quietly, just like in the past.

With Father's expectation, what are the other things? Liang Rong took a deep breath, slammed the bow and set the arrow, the small soft bow was pulled to its limit, and when the hand was loosened, the arrow feathers flew out, with a deep sound, in the middle of the red heart!

There was a sound of exclamation all around. Although the family will also practice archery and horsemanship since childhood, it is rare for someone like Liang Rong's age to be able to archery so proficiently, let alone hit the bullseye with an arrow!

Seeing his own results, Liang Rong's face flushed happily, and turned back to Liang Feng's side: "Father, how did I shoot?"

"Rong'er is good at shooting and can live up to hard work." Liang Feng praised without hesitation.

"My father is also here to shoot a round!" Liang Rongxing rushed. Of course he could hear the compliments of others, but he wanted to see Afather show his heroism in front of others more than he was praised.

Hearing this request, Liang Feng couldn't help but smile: "Try it for me."

Hearing this, Yi Yan, who had been standing by his side, immediately handed a bow. This bow is less than a stone's tension, only a bit stronger than an ordinary soft bow, but it is also the only one that Liang Feng can skillfully use today. Ren Yiyan **** his long sleeves, put on his fingers, and gently drew the bowstring: "The target should stand fifty steps away."

This is the standard distance for play shooting, and it is also a safe distance for many scholars not to lose their ugliness. Being able to hit a target fifty steps away is comparable to many "smart shooting" generations.

Regardless of other people's awe-inspiring gaze, Liang Feng walked right in front of the target, stood still, and stretched his bow. His figure was tall, like a pine like a bamboo, and he suddenly opened his bow, immediately showing a breathtaking and unrestrained spirit. Hearing the bowstring humming, the arrow flew out of the bow, right in the corner of the red heart!

Although it is not a bull's-eye, such shooting skills are already amazing! The palms and praise sounded immediately. Liang Feng did not stop, but pulled the string again. After three arrows shot, there was a sound of exclamation. At this time, the crowd around the audience realized that the three arrows were all around the bull's-eye, forming a triangle-like shape. Such shooting is obviously more difficult than hitting the bullseye directly!

"Fujun's archery skills are exquisite!" Everyone was praised, but in the bottom of my heart, there was another thing.

It seems that Fujun is gradually recovering health!

If you are a celebrity, with a sick face and weak body, the best manner is to caress the willow. But as the prefect of a county, he was still the mainstay of resisting the Huns. Physical health is obviously more important than the so-called celebrity demeanor! Seeing such shooting skills, how can we not let everyone feel at ease.

Seeing the target handed up, Liang Feng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. The push-ups and fixed-point shooting that I have been training these days are not in vain. As long as you can perform the desired effect, you have achieved the goal.

Smiling and handing the bow back to Yi Yan, he said: "Today's holiday, be a friend to shoot to celebrate."

With such a performance as a man, how can other people be content with others? Teams in twos and threes, everyone started today's shooting game. The laughter and admiration also spread farther and farther.

"Girl, I started shooting on the table. It is said that the man was also hit by three arrows, and she was very graceful." The maid who was inquiring about intelligence hurried to the side of Xue Wuniang and whispered to report.

You even want to shoot? Isn’t that man who is rumored to be weak and sick? How can you still shoot? Xue Wuniang's heart was in a mess, and she was a little confused. Don't wait until sunset to end the banquet over there. I'm in the camp of a virgin family, and I can't keep it too late!

But the time has come, and there is no other way. Absent-mindedly, he continued to wait. Seeing the sun a little bit westward, the banquet was not over until dusk.

Xue Wuniang felt tight, and quickly checked her makeup carefully before she stood up under the service of her maidservant. Hurry to there.