The Little First Grand Secretary in My House

Mencius said: From Lou Zhiming, it is a coincidence that the public loses the child. Shi Kuang's conscientiousness does not use six laws and can not correct five-tone; Yao Shun's way does not use benevolence and cannot rule the world.

This question comes from "Meng Zi", "Li Lou Zhang Ju Shang", but it is Mencius's call for those in power to implement benevolence. It is implemented in two aspects, one is the first king of law, and the other is the selection of talents.

But here it is not possible to solve the problem according to the original intent, because it is related to the political affairs, and there is a possibility of insinuation, so here it needs to be cleverly broken.

Zhou Zuoxin, who likes to use discipline to discipline people, is naturally self-evident.

Xue Tingyan's problem-solving is very clever. If you want to talk about rules, let's talk about rules. Therefore, it was elaborated: "Rules are not to be followed, but this is clear and clever."

The general idea is, why would anyone not follow the rules? It is nothing more than relying on one's "ming" and "coincidence".

What is Ming? Mind and eyes.

What is coincidence? It may be that the seven tips have six tips, or it can mean little smart.

While thinking of Xue Tingyan, he wrote and wrote the title: "Fu rules are also good, they must be the ones; they must be the ones who don't, and they must be careful, this is so obvious and coincidental?"

Then came the hand: "Taste the ancient gentleman, Zhouxuan is the rule, and twisting is the rule, this rule does not need to have this rule. Gu does not have to have it, the rule resides in the imaginary; not can not have, the form of the rule Yu Shi. What is the matter, the person who examines the potential of the surface, and the man who says she is willing to give up?

This is an analysis of what rules are. Some people seem to have no rules. In fact, his rules are in his heart. Every action has his own rules, and some people must follow specific rules. It also tells people that different people have to adopt different methods and cannot generalize.

"The husband has its own bright points, and the bright ones must be beautiful, and they can only be regarded as sorrowful. Whatever they are, they also have their own cleverness. Also. It depends on what device it is. It is also a rule. "

This paragraph once again clarifies ‘Ming’ and ‘Qiao’. The idea is that even if you have these two qualities you can defy the rules, how can you prove that you have these? Still have to rely on 'rules' to determine the standard. Therefore, Ming and Qiao must also be born of rules, and everything in the world cannot escape the rules.

"In a word, the heaven is the rule, and the tunnel is the rule. Although the two instruments can't be separated from the rule and formed. In a small case, the coat must conform to the rule, and the clip must be the same. Although a suit can not be ruled and engaged. What It ’s a rule but not a rule? "

After writing the middle stocks, Xue Tingyan continued to write the back stocks. I saw the dark and round pavilion bodies appearing on the test paper, just like the engraved printing, which is amazing.

"And it may be said that the rules are not set apart from Lou. There is clearly a rule in his head, and there is a clear rule in his eyes. Then there are rules that are indefinite in the eyes. Why do we have rules in hand? Also, there is a rule in one's mind, and there is a moment in one's mind. Then the deliberate intangible rules are deliberately, how can one get the tangible rules in the hand?

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If it is true, then it must be replaced by regulations and then by regulations. Husbands have irregularities, why should they have rules, and if I have irregularities, why should they not have rules, although it is clear and coincidence that is beyond the rules. Follow the rules but not the rules? What's the moment but not the moment? "

Use direct ratio first, then inverse ratio, or even hypothetical argument.

If there are really no rules in this world, what is the right or wrong way to judge? Therefore, there are still some standards, and these standards are plain rules, so no matter how rebellious people in the world can not escape the word regulations.

"Mrs. to Li, don't call it a rule, call it Mingye. People are a loser, don't call it a rule, call it a clever. Rule is the end of the future. However, leave Lou to a person, stop energy It must be stated by rules, not by express. The public loses to others, and the rules can only be matched with the rules, not the clever ones. Then the rules should be followed. "

"If you don't follow the rules, why do you have a good place!"

An essay with nearly seven hundred words was completed in one go, and the candidates were either uneasy, trembling, or afraid of making mistakes.

Zhou Zuoxin didn't pay attention to this, but Xue Tingyan was facing him, and not far away. With his eyesight, he could naturally see how the candidate was crazy.

This is simply too much to look at him!

Zhou Zuoxin glanced at the candidate one by one, not even knowing how many eyes he himself. As soon as I saw this man finished writing a question, I put a paper on the corner of the table and wrote it out.

Don't you have to think about it?

It must have been a mess again! Turning to Zhou Zuoxin and thinking, sitting in this position, which county should be the head of the case, that is, the head of the case is naturally impossible to answer indiscriminately.

He coughed twice and stood up.

In this case, the performance of this time, on behalf of our prefects, will show respect. When busy, several servants and scholars came forward, first saluting him, and Fang stood in line before the big case, staring into a bronze bell for supervision.

Zhou Zuoxin took a Fang Bu to the back hall, and a little man dressed up came forward.

"Which county is the candidate sitting at this official? Who is the surname?"

The young official contemplates and answers, "This person is Xue Tingyan, the chief of the Xia County case."

"Xue, Ting, Xuan." Zhou Zuoxin read word by word, as if he wanted to chew something out.

The little official found something wrong and accompanied Xiaoyi to ask: "Sir, what's wrong?"

"No? There's nothing wrong, just--" Zhou Zuoxin couldn't say that he dismissed the examinee as having failed to put himself in the eye, and looked at other people who were sitting in front of him. He never gave him a straight eye from beginning to end.

Yes, it just didn't give the right eye.

Zhou Zuoxin also has an unknown problem, that is, he is a bit cautious, but he is rarely aware of it.

He stood for a while, turned back to the front hall, and sat down after the big case. Seemingly majestic, in fact, his eyes glanced at the case again, and two test papers have been placed at the corner of the case, which means that his four book questions have been completed.

In the government test, there were often officials who approved the papers on the spot. Zhou Zuoxin didn't intend to do so, but now he is very moved.

He stroked his beard and said, "If any of you have finished the article first, you can use it to give your official approval in advance."

This remark aroused a silent commotion immediately. Master Futai took the stage to approve the papers. If the article was well written, Master Futai might take it with a happy heart, and he would not have to try the next two games.

Of course, it is not without disadvantages, that is, if the article is not done well, and the adults of Futai are not merciless, they may lose face in front of many candidates.

Obviously, risks and opportunities coexist, and some candidates have begun to move around, speeding up the speed of writing questions.

With a light breath, Xue Tingyan rested the pen on the inkstone platform, took out a piece of cloth towel and wiped his hands before reaching for the sides of the bridge of the nose with his fingers.

He seemed very patient, pressing it again and again, and rubbing his temples again, but he had no intention of submitting in advance.

At this time, some candidates stood up and bowed to the first one: "Master Futai, the students' questions have been completed."

The other candidates who did not finish it all looked up at him. This person was neither humble nor hyperactive, and his eyes were not squinted. Zhou Zuoxin motioned him to come forward, and he took the exam paper and walked over to it, holding him with both hands respectfully.

Zhou Zuoxin took it and looked down.

The hall is very quiet, with a faint drum sound, but it means that students can drink tea and eat to quench their thirst or add physical strength.

Xue Tingyan took out a big pie with meat from the test basket. This was what he asked the inn cook to do early in the morning, because it was done according to his requirements.

No one expected that someone would take out a piece of pie with meat in the hall. If it was outside the test shed, you should know that Master Futai can be here. However, Xue Tingyan didn't even think of it, and ate it like nobody else.

A bite or two, someone even counted for him, filled with surprise, consternation, ridicule and other emotions. Some people rushed to the examination room and didn't have time to have breakfast. They were hungry. At this time, when they saw this thick man, they ate like this, and they ate so deliciously.

Foodie! Let you eat! It's better to stain the roll paper, and it's better to get one and not get it.

Unfortunately, Xue Tingyan was not unprepared. He also brought a piece of blue cloth and laid it on the bill. Not to mention oil stains, even a piece of minced meat will not fall off.

After eating, he slowly put the cloth away and put it in the test basket. He waved to the servant and whispered that he could sell hot tea.

Whoever wants money is crazy, dare to take advantage in front of Futai Masters, but don't want to live anymore. Yayue looked at him with a look at the lunatic, and he was completely unresponsive.

Until the first Futai adult who seemed to concentrate on the paper, said in a very kind voice: "Even if he wants tea, he is given to him, for a whole day, there is no one to enter tea and meals." Tao: "If you have a thirsty population, you don't need to care about your official."

That being said, no one dared to do so. Instead, Xue Tingyan got a cup of hot tea.

He took a sip and the tea seemed very good. Unlike the cup he bought last time in the examination room, the whole tea was made of crushed tea leaves.

After eating pie and meat, and drinking hot tea, Xue Tingyan felt well. Fang picked up the cloth towel and wiped his hands again before he began to write the paper. He still had one five scripture question and two test post poems.

During the writing of Xue Tingyan's questions, several students had already come forward to submit papers.

But Zhou Zuoxin was somewhat unexpected, but he finished reading the paper, but did not make any comment. The students standing on the side of the crowd, uneasy in their hearts, dare not say anything.

He looked up, and it seemed that only the students standing next to him had found out: "Now that you have finished, you can go out and wait for the discharge in advance."

"Yes, Master Futai."

That being said, when a few people cleaned up before returning to the article, they were rubbing their heads, and there was a kind of unwillingness to not see the Futai Masters commenting on the exam papers.

At this moment, Xue Tingyan finally wrote the last word on the paper.

He picked up several rolls and scanned it, then stood up.

You guys are waiting for you!

Zhou Zuoxin held back for so long, he just wanted to leave this "honour" to Xue Tingyan. The first one was commented by an adult from Taiwan and Taiwan, but the article was very strangely done. What could be more shameful than this!

Humph!

Who would have thought that Xue Tingyan sat down again, picked up the case, put things into the test basket, and then checked around to see if there were any omissions before Fang stood up again.

Let a lot of people pondering to see how he is a candidate, all want to rush forward to replace him.

Because of the long waiting time, Zhou Zuoxin's eyes are even deeper. If he changes people casually, I am afraid he will think that he has made something wrong, so that the adults in Futai will see it in this way. But Xue Tingyan slightly bowed his head, his eyes half drooping, maintaining a respectful but not humble attitude.

Zhou Zuoxin took the paper, and his first question was his eyes. Even if he didn't write it well, he planned to read it and pick out countless shortcomings and mock him.

He went to look, and his eyes were frozen.

I don't see any expression on his face, I can only see that he has left the chapter for a long time, so I go to the next one and then the next one. It's much faster in the back, until it turns to the last one, and then turns back to the first one.

"Slider! Cunning!"

Xue Tingyan felt helpless in his heart. He was not Mao Badou. He was born to be a slick figure. How could he get this kind of evaluation?

But Master Futai said so, he could only say: "Master Futai, it's really wrong!"

"Injustice? First, there is no one in your eyes, majestic, and popular. But you like this, but you write this kind of article, it's not that the head is cunning, what can it be?"

It turned out to be the pan with meat. Zhou Zuoxin meant that Xue Tingyan was not a man who understood the rules, but to write such a big article of rules in order to meet him, it was sly cunning.

But the examination room clearly allowed to eat, and he also eats according to the rules, is it a slippery head?

"All the students want to say are in this article."

Zhou Zuoxin glanced at him suspiciously, then went to read the article, and his eyes froze immediately.

Not really!

He gave Xue Tingyan a deep look, then said casually: "You can go out and wait for the discharge."

Xue Tingyan acted as a courtesy, lifted the test basket at his feet and left without any attachment. However, other candidates who submitted their papers early did not seem to be able to wait for the next person who submitted the papers, and were busy walking out of the hall.

Several people were led to the discharge place, because it was not enough time and they had to wait a little.

In the past, we had to talk about each other's questions, but today, because the adults in Taiwan and Taiwan responded abnormally, and there were more abnormal candidates in the examination room, everyone was not in a good mood.

Some people recalled what Master Fangcai said, and they came to the conclusion that it must be that the candidate who ate the cake and the meat was too presumptuous, and the Master Futai was too angry, so he was not in a mood to comment on everyone's test papers.

There was more than one candidate who came to this conclusion, otherwise why would the Taiwanese master scold the candidate. Adults in Taiwan and Taiwan must be very angry, but it ’s just that adults are not good enough to care about villains.

Some people sarcastically said: "This fellow, I wonder if the cake is delicious?"

Xue Tingyan glanced at him and nodded: "It tastes good, the cakes are roasted just right, the slices of meat are tender and tender, and the dishes are also delicious. Do you want to eat the same test? This is the cook of the inn, if you are really good, I can introduce you. "

The candidate was blocked completely. He wanted to use this to ridicule. The other party thought he was okay, but he couldn't take it.

He was about to retreat, and he heard someone behind him mocking: "Do you really understand or not understand? This fellow tester is obviously saying that you are eating cake in front of an adult from Futai. You can understand this meaning, and I do n’t know how this case came from. "

Xue Tingyan looked at him sideways and said, "It turned out to be just a sentence, but you understood so much meaning. Why didn't I hear what this test means to you. This Xiongtai, not a dumb brother deliberately ridicule, but People are too thoughtful and easy to get gray hair early. "

The student who ridiculed Xue Tingyan was the oldest of all, and he was not too old, about 40 years old. But among the younger candidates in this group, they are considered to be old, especially when he is probably a little 'white boy', but he is less than fifty, with silver thread on his head.

"You--" The man was red-faced and very angry. This person was obviously ridiculing that he was not a child for nearly forty years.

Seeing no match, he gave birth to the idea of ​​looking for a helper and said: "Not only do I think so, everyone thinks so!"

It's a pity that no one caught his eye. It was really just that the candidate who ate the cake was not a good stubble, and he was not a ruler. It was not humiliating if he said anything outrageous.

"Noisy is forbidden in the examination room. You can go out." A servant walked over and interrupted the argument. Several people rushed out to get out of their clothes and another farewell with gongs and drums. No need to elaborate.