My wife is a sword god

Chapter 429 Dream Photo
It was late at night, and Qin Feng, who had returned to the Qin Mansion, was lying on the bed, thinking about how likely it was that Emperor Ming would take a fancy to the imperial examination system.

Naturally, the imperial examination system cannot be beneficial without any harm. Its benefit lies in breaking the monopoly of the powerful and powerful in the imperial court, allowing the poor students to have a bright future, thus changing the situation of emphasizing military affairs over literature, and recruiting capable talents in all aspects for the imperial court .

Its disadvantages are also obvious, that is, to a certain extent, it will imprison the minds of scholars and become a means for those in power to control scholars.

However, this disadvantage is also an impact on future generations. At least for now, the advantages and disadvantages of the imperial examination system are both advantages for Minghuang.

In other words, as long as Emperor Ming's brain is not trapped by the door, there is a high probability that he will take a fancy to the imperial examination system.

"Then the only question is how Emperor Ming will carry out this policy." Qin Feng revealed a thoughtful expression.

As we all know, reforms throughout the ages have gone through bloody storms, and it is seldom smooth sailing.

As for ordinary emperors, when implementing the New Deal and encountering resistance, the method they can use is usually to change the court and suppress the opposing voices.

Or punish the ones who object the most fiercely, and make an example to others.

However, even if he is an emperor, it is impossible to set a trap for others for no reason, and he must always find a reason that seems reasonable.

That's why it's not easy to find.

Qin Feng thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a good entry point, so he couldn't help sighing, and said with emotion: "If you think about it in your own shoes, being an emperor is not so easy.

If you don't have enough foresight, you really can't rule the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

Forget it, I have already done everything I can do. Whether the imperial examination system can succeed or not depends only on the destiny and Minghuang's methods. "

Thinking like this, Qin Feng fell asleep, and in the sea of ​​gods, the star of fate shone brightly.

At the same time, Qin Feng had a very real dream.

In the dream, on his way to the Hanmen Academy, he saw officials and people from the Imperial College making things difficult for his students and their families.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, he naturally wouldn't sit idly by and stepped forward to repel the officials.

The person from the Guozijian didn't take action directly, but kept using words to ridicule him, the poor family academy and those poor students.

People in the world who are full of mouths are divided into three, six, and nine grades, and the untouchables study only to make a joke and so on.

The crowd of onlookers was no longer a minority, and everyone dared to be angry and dare not speak out when they heard the words, and the students of the poor family academy lowered their heads in desperation.

Qin Feng in the dream could clearly feel that the other party was deliberately provoking him.

Sure enough, after the other party finished the ridicule, he directly asked him if he dared to have an academic dispute with the Imperial College.

With such an obvious conspiracy, Qin Feng naturally had to doubt the real purpose of the other party, but for the sake of poor students, he could not choose to avoid the battle in this academic dispute.

Just as Qin Feng was thinking about it in his dream, a voice sounded in his mind—promise him.

Then, there are more sporadic pictures.

In the vast Wenxintai, there are many common people in the audience.

One after another, people from the Guozijian came to the stage to compete with him.

He saw the hopeful eyes of the poor students, and also saw the sneer and confidence on the faces of those from the Imperial College.

"Who said that poor students can't read a world?"

Qin Feng murmured, as a ray of sunlight shone into the room, he woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Qing'er cleaning the room, and the other party was a little surprised: "Young Master, did you have a nightmare?"

Qin Feng shook his head, then pinched the center of his brows, thinking in his heart: "The dream just now, could it be a dream photo?"

When he was in Jinyang City, the old man told him that there are two kinds of divination by scholars of literati and Taoism, one is heavenly divination, and the other is dream illumination.

The former is active, just like stargazing and three thousand hope.

When the latter comes, it is always inadvertent.

Qin Feng recalled the contents of the dream, and repeated the voice in his mind: "Promise him."

After finishing his breakfast in the Qin residence, Qin Feng left for the Han Family Academy.

Walking, walking, he suddenly showed a strange expression, the vendors on the street were shouting loudly, today's noodle stalls are not open, and a woman is bargaining with the vendors.

He saw a restaurant not far away, and he subconsciously stopped. After a while, there was wine spilled in the air. It was the drunk man upstairs who was drunk early in the morning and was playing crazy.

The passer-by who was spilled by the drink cursed and said bad luck.

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows. If he hadn't stopped, he would have been splashed on his sleeve by the wine, just like in a dream!
"No way." The corner of his mouth twitched, and he continued to walk towards the poor family academy. There was a crossroad in front of him. If what happened today was exactly the same as what he dreamed about last night, then after turning the crossroad, he would You can see the ugly faces of those officials and Guozijian people.

And that's exactly what happened!

As soon as he turned around the intersection, Qin Feng heard a stall owner courteously say: "My lords, please do me a favor and hold your hands high. Today's breakfast should be treated as a villain's invitation to my lords."

The three officials patrolling the street took a bite of the rice cakes in their mouths, and after saying how unpalatable they were, they spit them all on the face of the stall owner.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the common people who were eating breakfast didn't dare to stay, and they all fled away.

The stall owner was so insulted, but he still had to force his face to smile, while the young man who was helping him could only hold his father's sleeve tightly and look at the three people in front of him in fear.

This young man is a student of the Humble Academy. Every day before dawn, he will help his father's breakfast stand, and then rush to the Humble Academy before classes start.

The old father of the stall owner did not dare to wipe off the stains on his face, and kept apologizing: "It is the villain who is not good at craftsmanship, and has neglected the adults. Here are some copper coins, which I got this morning. I honor you, and please don't blame me." .”

The three officials looked at the string of copper coins handed over by each other, and immediately shouted: "Where are you going to send the beggar?"

One of them was the closest, raised his palm, and was about to make a move.

There was only a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and a white thunder passed by his forehead, scorching a few strands of hair.

Everyone present was dumbfounded by this scene, and the official who raised his hand was stunned on the spot, frightened and at a loss.

As long as the white thunder is deflected by two or three inches, it will kill him if he fails to keep it straight!
"Who is it?!" The other two officials came back to their senses, and hurriedly looked in the direction of Bai Lei's shooting.

I saw a handsome young man in black approaching step by step, the young man saw the face of the comer, excited and worried at the same time: "Master Qin?"

Qin Feng returned a gentle smile, then looked coldly at the three officials.

"In broad daylight, you dare to do anything to me, and you will die?!" An official shouted.

But he was quietly reminded by another person pulling his sleeve.

"what are you doing?"

"Look at his waist."

The officials followed him and saw a sapphire demon-slaying order that was very eye-catching, and they were frightened and fell silent.

(End of this chapter)