The First Gongsheng of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1 Senior OCD Patient

A live broadcast room.

"...Mr. Ben is a leader in the industry. Let me tell you that the imperial examinations in the Ming Dynasty were the most destructive to people's hearts. Are the Four Books and Five Classics written by ordinary people? In fact, if you want to talk about stereotyped confrontation, it is more difficult to write than four or six parallel essays." After one exam, it takes three to five or seven days to take the exam, and the room is full of cats, eating, drinking, and messing around, that's a tragedy..."

Zhang Zhou continued to drink a little wine while bragging.

This is his hobby in life. While working as a lecturer at the university, he dreams of making a fortune through live broadcasting. However, he can’t help but do a live broadcast of historical knowledge. It’s good to have a few viewers. It’s useless to earn some money on cigarettes and alcohol. pull.

"Is this guy drunk? What nonsense are you talking about? It's boring, let's go! I went to watch the beautiful girl dance."

The audience named "Ada wait for me" sang the opposite tune and left the live broadcast room.

Under his instigation, there were originally seven viewers in the live broadcast room, but it suddenly showed that there was only one person left.

Zhang Zhou squinted his eyes that were hundreds of degrees short-sighted and didn't wear glasses. He carefully looked at the "1" displayed on the top of the live broadcast room, and was immediately discouraged: "I thought I would get rich today because of the strength of alcohol. The day with the largest number of viewers since the broadcast started. And I'm the only one left. Am I talking to myself to amuse myself?"

He was about to get some peanuts, and planned to have some wine while waiting for the next audience to listen to his bragging.

At this time, a line of words was displayed on the screen: "Don't leave, anchor, there is me, you speak really well, hehehe..."

Zhang Zhou regained his energy when he saw it.

Looking at it like this, it seems to be a girl audience, otherwise how could it be so "cute"?

Of course, it’s also possible that it’s just pretending. The Internet is nothing real. There are so many men pretending to be women. Anyway, they can’t reach out to check the authenticity.
"Speak well, don't disturb Mr. Ben to give you a lecture, am I dizzy? What's your name? It's a bunch of garbled characters and you can't name it well. Chinese characters have been around for thousands of years, and that's why you came up with these nonsense names?"

"Anchor, I'm listening to your lecture, if you talk like that again, I'm leaving."

"No, stay and chat with this anchor, which part do you want to hear? I'll tell you."

"I want to hear about the imperial examinations of the Ming Dynasty, especially the imperial examinations during the Hongzhi period. I heard that Tang Bohu, a famous talent in the Ming Dynasty, failed in the imperial examinations in the 12th year of Hongzhi."

Zhang Zhouyi was invigorated when he heard it, and he liked this kind of little-knowledgeable history rookie the most, and he could just use his bragging skills.

"Hongzhi? That was a rare bright spot in the Ming Dynasty. Looking at the Ming Dynasty, it was the era when literati were most respected. It was also from then that the power of literati overwhelmed Wu Xun, but it also laid the groundwork for the later literati chaos. Hidden danger."

"Anchor, just say that it was the best era for literati. Why do you say that literati are in disorder? What you said is different from what I heard from others."

"If it's all the same, I'll read it to you from the book. Do you like to listen? Everyone has their own opinions. I think that era was good."

"Then anchor, do you want to go?"

"For liberal arts men who study history, if they want to choose a stage in the Ming Dynasty, Hongzhi must."

"Then I'll take you there, are you going?"

"Did I drink too much, or did you drink too much? Take me there if you have the ability!"

"Then anchor, bear with it, it will pass soon."

"..."

……

……

A white light flashed, it was really white light, Zhang Zhou felt that all the wine he drank that day was poured into his head at once, and he washed his head thoroughly with 52-degree old Baigan, his stomach was overwhelmed, and then "Wow "Spit it all out in one mouthful.

"Cough cough cough..."

Choking badly.

"Wake up, wake up! It's not good for this guy to hang his neck? It's a bloody hell to hang on the dung number of the Gongyuan!"

"See if you're still alive?"

"It's all vomiting, can you be out of breath?"

Zhang Zhou was still in a daze, when he heard people chattering around him.

Who are they talking about?
and many more!

Why is there someone else in my family?Could it be that some thieves came to my house to rob me while I was drunk?

"I have been a soldier for two years, but I have practiced it! You... vomit..."

The words were very intense, and then Zhang Zhou vomited what was still in his stomach again.

"It's disgusting!"

"Take it away, take it away!"

Zhang Zhou's pupils hadn't contracted yet, but he felt that two people were holding him with four arms and trying to lift him out.

After he vomited this time, his head was a little more lucid. It didn't seem to be a robbery, but an angel in white.

Could it be that I drank too much and carried it on my back, and an ambulance came to take me to the first aid?

"Don't do it, it's okay. I just drank two more glasses, and I'm not a bad person. I won't pay for the ambulance. Didn't you ask for proof before leaving the car?"

Zhang Zhou didn't want to be taken advantage of.

As soon as the ambulance rang, even if it wasn't the gold ten thousand taels, plus the follow-up medical treatment, the bills would flow out. With Zhang's drinking capacity, I only drank a little less than half a catty. As for getting out of the ambulance ?
Who the hell is playing a prank?
its not right.

I live alone, even if I am drunk at home, who will call the ambulance?
"Crazy! What's his number, stuff it back for him!"

"A house number two."

Zhang Zhou suddenly felt that his butt was hit by someone, and it hurt, and then he was pressed on something like a table.

The pupils focus, and then he finds...

There was actually a wooden board in front of me, and on the wooden board were placed pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and there was a "examination paper" that seemed to be of poor printing quality. The soldier with a disgusted look was looking at him almost threateningly with sharp eyes with raised eyebrows.

"If you dare to hang your neck again, I will kill you!"

"Dingtouer, that's not right. He's already looking for death. Is it useful for you to scare him with death?"

"I can't let him die comfortably! Hey! You dare to stand up, don't you? Believe it or not..."

Zhang Zhou's head was muddled.

This time he was completely awake from the wine, and he found that his mind was extremely sharp, he didn't smell of alcohol at all, he was wearing a blue shirt, and then a strand of hair slid down his neck, he was shocked, I'm a fucking sissy?
Zhang Zhou took advantage of the situation and immediately felt that something was wrong. He felt that something was stuck on his head. The beer belly originally caused by irregular diet and rest was gone, and instead he had a thin body.

Then a large amount of memories that did not belong to him poured into his mind like a torrent.

"Husband, you must take the exam well. My concubine and my sister, as well as Dalang and Xiaoya, are all waiting for you to be named on the list and lead us to live a good life again!"

……

and many more.

The garbled audience, I'm just kidding, I didn't say that I want to travel to the Ming Dynasty!

(End of this chapter)