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Chapter 5 Big Election: The Emperor¡¯s Armored Face 311 Scientific Report Name (Part 1)

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    After finishing lunch in a hurry, he handed the dishes and chopsticks to today's on-duty student to wash. During the lunch break, Xiaobai didn't care about it. He lay on the podium to take a nap - he was too tired. There was a shortage of teachers in the academy recently, so he sent him away.  Tan Tong'en and the other party queens were actually the only teacher left who could actually give lectures and judge papers. He had to stay glued to the podium for more than ten hours a day, feeling like calluses were forming on his buttocks.

    He was asleep. Some of the students below were reading, some were sleeping on their desks, and some were going out to play. Fu Renyong leaned against the wall and stared at Fang Bingsheng's son Fang Bowen. This was his job.

    Just as he was thinking about going up to say hello, he saw the boy and Zhou Tianen muttering for a while, then sneaking out and asking, "What do you two guys want to do?" Fu Renyong put down his legs on the desk,  Hesitant to go out and have a look.

    A few minutes later, the two of them came back jumping and jumping. Zhou Tianen was in the back and Fang Bowen was in the front. They were holding a newspaper in both hands and reading it while running. Their faces were full of unbearable excitement. After running back to their seats,  The two of them stood side by side, pressing the newspaper and looking around, as if it were a treasure map.

    "What kind of newspaper is that? What are the two of them doing?" Fu Renyong stretched his neck and asked in confusion.

    Deng Ming, who was in the front row, turned around and said with a smile: "Bowen and the others submit poems to the newspaper every week, just hoping to get them published."

    Then he turned around and shouted to the two people at the front: "Poet Fang, how are you? Have your poems been entered into the "Haijing Jiwen" submission contest?"

    "Alas, I didn't even notice that there was such a thing!" Li Mingjian, who was next to Fu Renyong, threw away the comic strip in his hand and ran over to take a look.

    "Boy, tell me, I'm also a member of the school's poetry club!" Li Mingjian gave Zhou Tianen a hard push, looking pityful.

    "Come on, I didn't know where you were before last week." Zhou Tianen said with a smile.

    Fang Bowen, who was sitting in his seat, threw the newspaper angrily, crossed his arms across his chest, pinched his chin with one hand, and shouted in dissatisfaction: "Why can't my manuscript be published?"

    "It's so fashionable to write poems." Fu Renyong also came over and read a few poems on that page of the newspaper among the dense text around them.  The few sparse lines highlighted by deliberate layout are like isolated islands in the sea.  Particularly conspicuous.

    "I have forgotten the spring breeze, but I always have the scorching summer sun in my heart" Fu Renyong read two lines from the newspaper and laughed: "It's still a call for new style poems."

    They huddled together and discussed, which woke up Bai Yuanqing on the podium, and he squinted down with his sleepy eyes.  You understand what's going on: "Beifei Knight. They still didn't like your masterpiece this week?"

    "Beifei Knight?" Fu Renyong and Li Mingjian asked in unison.

    Fang Bowen in his seat nodded fiercely.  Said: "My name is Bowen, my name is Zhongxing, and my nickname is Beifei Knight. When I submit articles, I use my nickname as a pen name."

    "Hey, hey, hey, the previous accounts were all 'Qinglian Jushi', 'Mr. Wuliu', 'Guiguzi' and so on. When can the new word 'Knight' be used as an account?" Fu Renyong was startled.  , then added: "I don't read much, don't fool me."

    ¡¾Note: In ancient times, some people had a "number" in addition to their names and characters.  No. is another name for a person, so it is also called "alias".  The number is very practical. In addition to being called by people, it is also used as a signature for articles, books, calligraphy and paintings.  Such as Lu Tong's "Collected Poems of Yuchuanzi", Du Mu's "Collected Works of Fanchuan", "Six-body Thousand-Character Essay of Songxue", Lao Lian's "Lotus and Mandarin Ducks", etc.  ¡¿

    Fang Bowen curled his lips in disdain and said, "You're too stupid! It took me several months to come up with this Beifei Knight, coolmuch!"

    Fu Renyong was looked down upon by the people of the Song Dynasty and was stunned. The white guy on the podium laughed, then remembered his identity, coughed twice, and said seriously: "Don't talk about people being rustic. Christians don't care about this. That's not the case."  It is the lower class people who were poisoned by the Manchu Qing Dynasty who look down on others. Everyone is a brother and before God, the wise and the foolish are also equal Hey, hey, blog, what poems did you write in this week's submission?"

    Fang Bowen then changed from disappointment to excitement. He stood up, stretched out his hand in front of him, made an expression like "I wanted to pick lychees and suddenly found them full of bugs", and shouted loudly

    "oh!

    Dawn!

    I¡¯m going to set off and get on my horse!

    "The iron hoof stepped on the lights of Tianjing, crossed the white clouds, and crushed the distant Beijing"

    Before he finished reciting, Li Mingjian next to him interrupted: "You can't do this, it's too straightforward. New-style poetry must pay attention to imagery, and it is best to have charm"

    "You know? Do you know poetry? Poetry must be full of emotion!" Fang Bowen was furious, turned around and yelled at Li Mingjian.

    "How can I.¡±

    Before I finished speaking, the classroom was filled with joy: it was finally time to fill in the application form for the imperial examination.

    +++

    There is no class at this time. Everyone has received a thick stack of mimeographed directories. They are happily looking at, selecting, fantasizing, and discussing with each other. Each line on it represents an official status.

    It was the first time that Fu Renyong saw the official vacancy directory of the Song Dynasty. He looked at it with great interest and saw that the job title, subordinate department, establishment level, and most of the official vacancy requirements were clearly written on it.  It is a middle school degree, but there are also many official vacancies that require more, such as military experience, police school degree, medical school degree, or additional abacus test, engineering test, sketch test, etc.

    In addition, there are more special official vacancies: such as the professional admissions list of the United Christian University and the publicly funded training list of Haiyoushi. The latter does not include the number of candidates and has no coding. It is impossible to register at all. It is probably reserved for the top recommended students.  , the children of powerful people and the winners of palace examinations, they are just shown off for the subjects to see.

    "What if I pass the exam? Haha, then I will also be an official of the Song Dynasty!" Looking at the densely packed official names representing the elite, Fu Renyong, who was just taking the exam, couldn't help but fantasize with joy.  .

    At this time, Fang Bowen in the front row screamed, attracting the attention of the whole class.

    "This boy is used to being a young master, he just likes to attract attention by being surprised like this." Fu Renyong thought dissatisfied as he looked at the dancing little man.

    Sure enough, Fang Bowen just wanted to attract everyone's attention. He stood up, turned around, pointed at the directory in his hand and shouted to the whole class: "Everyone, look at the last page. The Imperial Naval Academy has expanded its enrollment this year! The admission fee is free.  , give salary to officers! And specifically, 20 additional seafarer qualifications will be given to civilian candidates, which are not included in the default and military primary schools!"

    "Exactly!" But after most of the students understood what was going on, they lowered their heads with disdain and continued to search the civil service directory.

    "Damn it! I'll let you go to a military academy even if you don't. Those guys from Haisong have been corrupted by money!" For the first time, Fu Renyong had a feeling of hatred and pride: "If I hadn't been sent to  After doing special work and becoming a company chaplain, I will definitely apply for Tianjing Military Academy!"

    "What? My extremely passionate young master, do you want to report a military vacancy?" Li Mingjian next to Fu Renyong shouted loudly.

    After the quarrel he just had, he gave the other party a nickname.

    "What's wrong with the military shortage? I just like the navy!" Fang Bowen shouted: "You can take a boat, you can be thousands of miles away from home, and travel around the world without restraint! The sky is high and birds can fly, and the sea is wide and fish can jump. What a pleasure! Meet them!  The enemy, just fill up the sails, no, no, no, fill up the steam engines, chase after them, and fire the cannons! Then all the officers and soldiers on the ship shouted long live the emperor! Haha! How fast!"

    "Thousands of miles away from home? Is this a good thing?" Li Mingjian originally wanted to ridicule him, but he was stunned by the other party's lunatic reply.

    "Humph, this is the difference between a chivalrous person like me and a mandarin duck and butterfly sect like you like the Mandarin ducks of the Qing Dynasty. Mr. Li Butterfly, a young man like you from the Manchu Qing Dynasty should know that there is a saying in "Historical Records.  Do you have great ambitions? You will die in the romantic city of Haijing all your life." Fang Bowen said sarcastically, and also slapped him with a thumbs down.

    In a word, he stepped on Li Mingjian's sore spot, because the other party did have the ability to pass the official examination, but he had no chance; and the other party wanted to travel around the world, which was a fashionable ambition; at present, it seemed that he would really depend on his parents for the rest of his life.  , lived a life of confusion; so Li Mingjian blushed with shame and did not dare to flirt with Fang Bowen anymore. He threw away the directory, picked up the comic book and read it randomly, not knowing what it said, and unconsciously, his tears started to blur.  Out of sight.

    "Haha, the young master's warship model was still stored at my place for fear of being confiscated by the master. I forgot about it and went back to look for it. By the way, the scores in the military academy must be lower. Sure enough, there are sea warriors.  !" Zhou Tianen next to him turned the page and was surprised.

    "Hey, hey, applying for the official vacancy is a major event in life! Men are afraid of entering the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man! This is especially true for the imperial examination. You must get the best official vacancy you can on the basis of ensuring that you pass the exam!  Everyone, take a look first. The directory has been printed for you. Each of you will have a copy so that you can show it to your parents. You must discuss it carefully. If you don¡¯t understand at home, bring it to us. The elders, pastors and I of our church will give it to you.  Please consult and give you the best choice." Xiaobai on the podium heard that Peide and the two below seemed to really want to apply for the Naval Academy, and immediately shouted anxiously, he didn't like to apply for the military vacancy, after all, he was a military attache.  (To be continued)
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