Country governance!
The fifth question was asked.
The emperors in the examination hall were all shocked. They had finally passed so many questions, and they had finally gotten to their major.
He only looked at the option to lead the country.
They were stunned again.
These answers did not seem to match their expectations.
"Scholar, you probably don't know how to choose this question, right? This is a professional question for His Majesty the Emperor.”
Everyone in the Tongfu Inn was stunned. Then, they looked at the scholar with mocking eyes.
The few questions just now.
Scholar was slapped in the face.
"Nonsense, why can't I choose? The answer to this question was obvious. The emperor must rely on the sage's words to govern the country.”
"Old Master Kong and Old Master Meng have both mentioned this. Let me flip through…"
Being challenged, Scholar Lu's face turned red. He hurriedly flipped through the book to find evidence.
After all.
In terms of national governance, Confucius and Mencius had said that respecting the virtuous and serving the corporal, performing their duties, and small countries with few people were the standards of Confucius and Mencius in governing a country.
"Forget it! Scholar, stop studying. If Confucius and Mencius could really govern the country, why weren't they invited by the State of Qin back then?”
"That's right. Relying on a few Saints to govern a country, how did the Great Tang fall?”
"Yes, yes, yes. If the words of the saints can really govern the country, will there still be our Beggar's Sect?”Beggar Xiaomi chewed on the peanuts in disdain.
Although the common people in the feudal era were ignorant, they knew how to survive better. Although they could not read, it was better to consider what to eat in the morning and what to eat in the evening.
The way a saint governed a country was something that some bookworms had read to death.
Especially in the Northern Song Dynasty, where the Confucian school of thought rose, the scholar-bureaucrats pursued the national governance plan mentioned by the sages.
"Do you still need to answer this question?"
"He must be relying on the Sage's words to govern the country!”
"Your Majesty, choose the first one!"
In the imperial palace of Kaifeng, the eyes of all the civil officials lit up when they saw this question. When they saw the first answer, it was as if they had seen gold and silver.
"Rely on a mature system to govern the country?”
However, unlike the excited civil officials in the court, Wang Anshi was looking at some answers to this question, especially the second option, a mature system to govern the country.
This choice struck Wang Anshi's heart like a bolt from the blue.
He felt that his reform seemed to have found a basis. The reform seemed to be finding a more effective system on the original foundation.
A mature system!
What kind of system was that!
Wang Anshi even had the urge to rush into the Heavenly Examination Hall and ask invigilator Qin Feng what a mature system was.
"Your Majesty, please ask for help.”
At this moment, he desperately wanted his emperor to ask for help outside the arena.
Then, under his expectation, Emperor Shenzong of Song seemed to have heard his expectation and directly asked for help outside the arena.
At this moment, Song Shenzong almost thought the same as Wang Anshi.
They were troubled by the country's reform. The appearance of this question allowed them to see more choices.
Therefore, Song Shenzong directly used the opportunity to ask for help.
In the next moment.
In the Imperial Palace, Qin Feng's phantom and Song Shenzong's Zhao Xu appeared.
"Jie Fu, I need your analysis on this question!”
When Song Shenzong arrived, he looked directly at Wang Anshi.
"Your Majesty, this is a good question…I think we should discuss it!”
The monarch and his subjects shared the same thoughts. Wang Anshi immediately began to discuss,"This subject believes that the first option is correct…but the other options seem to make sense as well.”
"Especially the second option, a mature system. I wonder what Your Majesty thinks of a mature system?”
" There's still one last option. Relying on Chinese culture…What exactly is Chinese culture…"
The monarch and his subjects echoed each other and began to discuss this question.
This was Wang Anshi's fortune, because he had met an emperor who fully supported him.
However, during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, the same Shenzong Emperor, Zhu Yijun of the Ming Shenzong, had a very ambiguous attitude towards Zhang Juzheng.
Zhang Juzheng was not so lucky.
"His Majesty should have discussed this question with us…Why did he choose the fourth one? His Majesty clearly relies on us to govern and lead the country.”
" That's right. The chief minister has clearly improved a mature system. Why would His Majesty choose the people? If it weren't for the chief minister, this country would have long…"
The censor and censor looked at Zhang Ju Zheng cautiously, feeling indignant for him.
Emperor Wanli had not attended court for more than ten years. What qualifications did he have to talk about governing and leading the country? It was all because of these well-read and noble civil officials.
In their view, the Wanli Emperor was randomly chosen.
"You must not doubt His Majesty's wisdom. His Majesty has his reasons for making such a choice.”
Zhang Juzheng sternly berated the chaotic court, but he didn't show any emotion on the surface.
It was just that the way he stared at the Heavenly Examinations Hall betrayed him.
This question also tested him.
His reform needed the support of this question.
In addition, Zhang Juzheng had also discovered something shocking in the years he had helped Emperor Wanli manage the government, especially since his reform began.
He felt as if he was fighting something invisible and untouchable.
He didn't know what it was before.
However, when the second option was given, he seemed to understand what the invisible resistance was.
A bloated and complicated civil service system.
Looking at the second option, Zhang Ju Zheng's gaze swept across the officials in the court. He didn't need to hear what they said to know that these good-for-nothings would immediately kneel and lick the Sage's words when they encountered this problem.
Can the words of a saint govern a country?
Zhang Juzheng did not dare to say that he could answer this question, but if he did, he could directly help Emperor Wanli remove a wrong answer.
If it was him.
A hint of bitterness flashed across his eyes.
Why?
Wanli was an emperor who didn't do his job properly. Why was this emperor assessment only targeted at Wanli?
Could it be that this world belonged to Old Zhu's family?
No one knew what Zhang Ju was thinking at this moment.
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