The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son - Chapter 569

[569. Chapter 556 Successful]

After writing, Emperor Hongzhi was full of hope.

Then he smiled and said: “The day before yesterday, I got a memorial. It also talked about studying, but it was full of complaints. It was said that you at Xishan Academy were learning new learning, but you still used Neo-Confucianism to write stereotypes. “It’s just a mistake. I really want to see if Xishan Academy…is a mistake.”

Ouyang Zhi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Emperor Hongzhi was very impressed by his non-rebuttal attitude. Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said, “Okay, let’s go and deliver my Zhu Biao to the Supervisor of Ceremonies.”

“Yes, I obey the order.” Ouyang Zhi bowed and said, salute.

………

The exam is about to start, so even though it is the Chinese New Year, the sound of Lang Lang’s reading can still be heard throughout Xishan.

Liu Wenshan and Jiang Chen took advantage of the holidays before and after the New Year to take turns to come up with topics and ask readers to write essays over and over again. At the same time, they explained their articles again and again.

“Master, Master…” Wang Jinyuan held the copied imperial list in his hand and found Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan looked at him with disgust: “What are you doing? It won’t be a big deal in the future. Don’t bother me. You can make your own decisions about some things.”

Wang Jinyuan had long been used to Fang Jifan’s bad temper, and it was like coaxing a child. Unhurriedly, he took the copied imperial list: “It’s settled. The Spring Festival will be on February 22nd next year. The examiner will be Bachelor Xie Qianxie.”

Fang Jifan was stunned when he heard this.

Xie Qian.

Surprisingly, history has not changed. After all, the problem is still Xie Qian.

So, will the questions in this imperial examination change?

If it doesn’t change, that would be great.

You know, Xishan Academy is doing questions every day. There are not a thousand, but hundreds of questions. Among them, Fang Jifan secretly copied the exam questions from the 16th year of Hongzhi. , let these candidates who are preparing to take the exam do it several times.

These guys are usually asked to do questions every day, which tests their ability to do questions.

After all, there will be several exams, but the real decision for hiring is the stereotyped writing. There is only one exam for stereotyped writing, and one exam lasts a day. To write an essay in one day is actually a test for most candidates.

For the examination of Eight-parted Parts, it is not possible to rely on the so-called understanding of the sage’s classics. You must study and ponder, and conduct special training for the Eight-Parted Parts.

Therefore, the candidates in this subject of Xishan Academy do nothing but carry out this kind of training every day.

Of course, their foundation is still guaranteed.

The people who can pass the examination are not that bad, but they are not much worse after special training.

After they had done the questions countless times, even if the questions they asked were not what Fang Jifan wanted, it would not be a big problem for these candidates.

Because many of the questions themselves are interoperable.

As long as they have mastered the techniques of solving the questions, Fang Jifan is convinced that these people have a high probability of passing the exam.

Of course, if it is an exam question that the candidates have done before, even if they have forgotten the details of the question, they are so familiar with the question that it is not difficult to pass the exam.

All in all…

Fang Jifan was happy when he learned that Xie Qian was the subject of this subject: “Oh, Mr. Xie, although Mr. Xie has a bad temper, he is a very fair and honest man. I feel relieved to have him as the examiner. I’m afraid I am afraid that the imperial court has entrusted an unworthy person and hired an unknown person to be an examiner, engaging in malpractice for personal gain and destroying the fairness and impartiality of the imperial examination. But now, hahahaha…”

Mr. Xie is fair to others, but he can’t.

For our successor, it is actually a great thing. A group of candidates who have sharpened their knives, and have gone through rigorous training in imperial examination questions, have a certain foundation in Confucianism, and may even be familiar with the test questions are about to be eliminated.

They will walk out of Xishan and move towards a new world.

Wang Jinyuan seemed a little nervous: “Master, to be honest, there are some gossips outside. They said, you…”

“I don’t want to pay attention to them. They are not convinced. They are welcome to come to me. I like to reason.” Fang Jifan said. Wave your hands.

………

Wen Yansheng’s seasoning has been prepared.

Fang Jifan tried it himself.

Wen Yansheng was very grateful to Fang Jifan.

Because of this seasoning, and thanks to some ‘guidance’ from Fang Jifan, he had the inspiration.

Finally, he poured out a pile of powder from the glass bottle. This powder was the finished product after adding a lot of seasonings, boiling it, and drying it.

Fang Jifan bent over, looked at the powder carefully, and raised his head: “Can it be eaten?”

“It can be eaten.”

Fang Jifan twisted some of it with his fingers and gently put it into his mouth.

The taste is a bit salty.

This is actually understandable, after all, it hasn’t been put into the food yet, but… I can feel a fresh taste, this taste…

Fang Jifan smacked his lips.

It really looks a bit like the Thirteen Incenses of later generations.

Wen Yansheng is very good. Sure enough, his understanding of seasoning coincides with the cooking of later generations.

Fang Jifan was happy: “Find a fool who doesn’t know how to cook, and let him cook a table of dishes, just use this seasoning!”

Wen Yansheng said with a bitter face: “Wherever there is a fool, people in Xishan are quite smart.”

“Who said no?” Fang Jifan retorted.

………

A moment later, Yang Biao, the new Amber who was training at the flying ball camp, was found. When he heard his benefactor’s call, he ran over happily.

“What are your orders?”

Wen Yansheng looked at him with a strange look.

Yang Biao was delighted. This old gentleman was probably not a fool.

Fang Jifan asked: “Have you cooked anything?”

“Yes.” Yang Biao nodded: “I’ve survived the sweet potato porridge.”

“Yes, it’s up to you. Come on, cook me a dish.”

Yang Biao was stunned .

He paused: “My dear friend… this… this… I didn’t do well.”

“Believe in yourself, you can do it.” Fang Jifan encouraged him.

Yang Biao looked puzzled and nodded: “Okay, my benefactor ordered me to do it.”

When they arrived at the stove, all the ingredients were ready, and the large yellow croaker had been disemboweled and cleaned up very cleanly.

Yang Biao said: “My lord, I want to pee.”

Fang Jifan said: “Why are you so long-winded? Let’s stew the fish first.”

“Oh, oh, I’ll hold it in then.” Yang Biao was happy again.

Children who love to laugh will never have bad luck.

He was holding back his urine, and Wen Yansheng burned the stove for him. Yang Biao hurriedly added water to the stove, and then touched his head: “What to do next?”

Fang Jifan felt that this guy was really stupid, and said with shame: “Let the fish go.” “

Oh, my benefactor is so powerful, he knows everything.”

Wen Yansheng, who was sitting in front of the stove, felt angry and couldn’t help but want to scold you, you two idiots, you should wait for the water to boil and heat up the pot first. After that, release the fish.

However, Wen Yansheng still shut up.

After all, this is to test the usefulness of this ingredient. After all, not everyone has their own cooking skills. In the future, if this ingredient is to be sold and enter the homes of ordinary people, it will have to accept a group of cooks who know nothing. Even the dishes they cook taste good through their condiments, and only their own condiments are successful.

Yang Biao released the fish and touched his head again: “What next? What do you do next? My dear, I really need to pee.”

“…” Fang Jifan was speechless: “Go, go and come back quickly.”

After peeing, It took half a cup of tea. Fang Jifan really couldn’t understand why it could last so long. Uncle, why didn’t you apply for the Guinness Book of Records?

Yang Biaocai tied his trousers and hurried back. When he looked at the pot, he groaned: “The water is about to burn out.”

Fang Jifan cursed: “Hurry, put the ingredients.”

“Oh.” Yang Biao suddenly realized: “The ingredients “Where is the seasoning…salt?”

He added a little salt, and then…a little confused: “What should I put in next?”

“Put this…” Fang Jifan pointed at Wen Yansheng’s seasoning.

“How much?”

Fang Jifan felt that his cultivation had been completely worn away, but he took a deep breath: “It’s up to you.”

Yang Biao immediately released some.

Immediately afterwards, the fish was almost cooked dry, and the fish soup turned into steamed large yellow croaker.

Yang Biao hurriedly served the fish. In addition to the fish, there was also some juice.

“Is it delicious? Is it delicious? It looks delicious.” Yang Biao felt happy and had a sense of accomplishment.

Fang Jifan looked at the fish warily, it seemed to be quite fragrant, but…

Fang Jifan said, “Come and try it.”

“Oh.” Yang Biao nodded, stretched out his finger, and felt the juice under the fish. Mixed…

“…” Fang Jifan thought he should hold the chopsticks, but…

he felt a chill in his heart.

The juice stained Yang Biao’s fingers, and Yang Biao put his fingers into his mouth and started sucking.

Fang Jifan looked at Yang Biao nervously.

Yang Biao licked his fingers, his face was silent for a long time, he took out his fingers, smacked his lips, and suddenly said: “It smells so good… Haha, haha, I, Old Yang, can also cook, come on, come on, try it, see Let’s see if it tastes good.”

“My dear friend, come and try it.”

Fang Jifan was silent for a long time before saying, “Good boy, don’t make trouble. My dear friend has an old illness and cannot eat fish.”

Then, Fang Jifan looked at Wen Yansheng.

Wen Yan wanted to die, but obviously, this was his own condiment. Whether even something made by a fool like Yang Biao could be eaten tested the success or failure of his condiment.

Wen Yan was brave, took the chopsticks, carefully opened a piece of fish, took a deep breath, looked at Fang Jifan with a resentful look, and put the fish into her mouth.

He chewed patiently.

In his mouth… the aroma of spices and fish stimulated his taste buds.

The taste…is actually not bad.

“Not bad!” Wen Yansheng nodded and showed a pleased smile: “It’s really good. Marquis Dingyuan can come and try it.”

Wen Yansheng’s eyebrows were full of joy.

Fang Jifan shook his head: “Next time.”

It worked.

Wen Yansheng then spit out the fish meat, then rinsed his mouth with water, and then said happily: “The effect of this ingredient is much better than I imagined, haha…”

Fang Jifan still felt a little confused, it couldn’t be the old man. The king sells melons and boasts himself.

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Chapter 5: Delivered, my hand is disabled.

(End of chapter)