Zhu Yuanzhang called the eight-part essay system his proudest work.
Ever since the eight-part composition system was established, there was no such thing as the North-South Roll incident.
The so-called Northern and Southern Ranking was a list that the scholars of the north and south would each create separately, and they would not interfere with each other.
It formed a relatively fair environment for the imperial examination.
Otherwise, according to the previous method of selecting officials, the southern officials had an obvious advantage, while the northern officials were almost completely wiped out.
In the long run, although he could rely on his powerful personal ability to suppress them when he was in power, he was still able to suppress them.
But what about after he passed away? Would the future monarchs be able to maintain this balance?
Zhu Yuanzhang himself was also not confident, so the eight-part essay selection was the best method Zhu Yuanzhang could think of.
However, he did not expect that his proud work would become the root cause of the civil officials threatening the imperial power in Zhu Gaoye's mouth.
This made Zhu Yuanzhang angry. He was angry that Zhu Gaoye had said that his proud work was worthless.
He was also angry that if what Zhu Gaoye said came true, the Ming Dynasty would be in danger!
"However, the eight-part essay is not completely useless. At the very least, at this stage, it is very good at maintaining the stability of the Ming Dynasty.”
"This point is still worthy of affirmation. Otherwise, forget about waiting for the future, I'm afraid that the current Great Ming would already be in chaos.”
Hearing Zhu Gaoye's words, Zhu Yuanzhang's face became a little better. It seemed that what he had done was not useless.
However, Zhu Gaoye's next words made Zhu Yuanzhang feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Although the eight-legged essay system is not bad, the so-called eight-legged parallel prose is definitely something that will bring disaster to the country and the people!”
Zhu Di heard Zhu Gaoye's words and his eyelids started to twitch involuntarily.
At the same time, he looked at Zhu Gaoye, wondering why he would say that.
"The eight-part parallel prose is just a bunch of things pieced together. It doesn't test knowledge, nor does it test the ability to govern the country.”
"In this way, all the students will study the Four Books and Five Classics diligently and no longer care about anything else.”
"And this is a fatal blow to those true talents. It will make those who are not good at eight-part prose fail.”
"Now that the Ming Dynasty has just established a country, eight-part parallel prose is still considered normal, but in the long run, it will continue to develop.”
"Scholars only learn how to piece together eight-part parallel prose. They don't read strategy and don't know the art of war. What meaning does such a scholar have to Great Ming?”
Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned pale. He didn't know how to refute Zhu Gaoye's words because he knew that what Zhu Gaoye said was the truth.
"However, this is not the only thing that is more serious. This is just the tip of the iceberg of the dangers of the eight-part essay.”
"Imagine a candidate being tortured by eight-legged parallel prose for several years or decades, unable to obtain an official rank, and failing countless times. Naturally, these examinees will be disheartened.”
"If at this time, the head examiner chooses this already disheartened move, can you two guess what will happen?”
Zhu Gaoye smiled mysteriously.
Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di followed Zhu Gaoye's train of thought and were soon shocked by the results they thought of.
The two of them gasped at the same time. This result was difficult for Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di to accept.
Those who failed the exam several times were like people who were about to drown.
And the head examiner was like the last life-saving straw, so this candidate would definitely do his best to grab onto this life-saving straw.
When used, they would also feel grateful to the head examiner and treat him as their second parent.
As for the imperial court that did not recruit him, he would feel resentment in his heart.
From then on, there was no longer the imperial court in his eyes, nor the Ming Dynasty.
There were only his main examiner and the scholars who had also failed the examination with him.
The head examiner was also known as the seat teacher, the personal teacher of the Heaven and Earth Monarch. Other than the Emperor and his parents, the head examiner, who was also the seat teacher, had the highest status.
These scholars would surround the examiner.
They formed an unbreakable interest group.
In the long run, these civil officials would all band together to seek benefits for themselves. How could they think about the common people?
Zhu Gaoye's words were like thunder in Zhu Yuanzhang's ears, making him feel as if he had been struck by lightning.
That's right, if these candidates no longer studied the way of governing the country, no longer studied policy theory, and only studied dogshit articles to make up eight-part parallel prose, then what they learned could really govern the country?
Were these officials selected by the imperial examinations the talents to govern the country, or the sinners who endangered the Ming Dynasty?
Zhu Yuanzhang had a flash of understanding. Although the eight-part essay seemed fair, it was wrong from the root.
The fundamental purpose of the imperial examination was to collect materials for the country, and finally let these scholars help govern the country.
Otherwise, the eight-part written exam system would be meaningless to the Ming Dynasty.
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to have woken up from a dream and realized how ridiculous his mistake was.
According to Zhu Gaoye, these candidates would not have the heart to serve the country in the future. They would only be left with selfishness.
The civil officials banded together to resist the imperial power. The consequences were simply unimaginable.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang remembered the question Zhu Gaoye asked him at the beginning, so he quickly asked,
"Then according to my young friend, how should we implement the Saint Slaying Technique?”
After saying that, she looked at Zhu Gaoye eagerly, hoping to get an answer from him.
Zhu Di also recovered from his shock. He looked at his son in front of him and his heart was filled with shock.
He didn't expect Zhu Gaoye to have such a far-sighted vision. Even his father couldn't compare.
His depth of understanding of problems was even less than Zhu Gaoye's.
At this moment, both Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di had the same thought.
In the future, if Zhu Gaoye were to inherit the throne, perhaps only in Zhu Gaoye's hands could the Ming Dynasty truly be founded.
Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's question, Zhu Gaoye smiled slightly and did not answer directly. Instead, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. Only then did he realize that the tea had turned cold.
Therefore, Zhu Gaoye instructed,"
"Men, remove this tea and replace it with some hot tea.”
Seeing that Zhu Gaoye didn't answer his question, Zhu Yuanzhang felt as if a cat had scratched his heart.
Zhu Di could not help but ask,
"Gao Ye, don't keep us in suspense. Hurry up and tell us what this Saint-slaying Technique is.!”
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