Chapter 429 Dream Photo
It was late at night. Qin Feng, who had returned to the Qin Mansion, lay on the bed, thinking about how likely it was that the Emperor Ming would favor the imperial examination system.
The imperial examination system naturally could not have all the benefits without any harm. Its benefits were to break the monopoly of the powerful in the court, allowing poor students to have a chance to succeed, thereby changing the situation of Daqian emphasizing military power over literature, and recruiting capable talents in all aspects for the court.
Its disadvantages were obvious, that is, to a certain extent, it would imprison the thoughts of scholars and become a means for those in power to control scholars.
However, this disadvantage also had an impact on future generations. At least for now, the advantages and disadvantages of the imperial examination system were all advantages for the Emperor Ming.
In other words, as long as the Emperor Ming's brain had not been pinched by the door, he would most likely favor the imperial examination system.
"Then the only question is how the Emperor Ming would implement this policy." Qin Feng looked thoughtful.
As we all know, reforms from ancient times to the present have all gone through bloody storms, and rarely have been smooth sailing.
When an emperor is implementing a new policy and encounters resistance, the means he can usually use are to change the blood in the court and suppress the voices of opposition.
Or punish the most vocal opponents and make an example of them.
However, even if he is an emperor, he cannot set a trap for others without reason. He must find a reason that seems reasonable.
It's just that this reason is not easy to find.
Qin Feng thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a good entry point. He couldn't help but sigh and said with emotion: "Put yourself in the shoes of others, it's not that easy to be an emperor.
If you don't have enough heart, you really can't rule all the civil and military officials in the court.
Forget it, I have done everything I can do. Whether the imperial examination system can succeed or not depends on destiny and the means of the emperor."
Qin Feng, thinking like this, fell asleep. In the sea of gods, the reflected fate star emitted a brilliant light.
At the same time, Qin Feng had an extremely real dream.
In the dream, on the 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 would not sit idly by and stepped forward to repel the official.
The man from the Imperial College did not attack directly, but kept using words to ridicule him, the Poor Academy and those poor students.
He kept saying that people in the world are divided into different classes, and that it is just a joke for the untouchables to study.
There were no fewer people watching, and everyone was angry but dared not speak, and the students from the Poor Academy lowered their heads in despair.
Qin Feng in the dream could clearly feel that the other party was deliberately provoking him.
Sure enough, after the other party finished mocking him, he actually asked him directly if he dared to have an academic dispute with the Imperial College.
With such an obvious conspiracy, Qin Feng naturally had to doubt the other party's true purpose, but for the poor students, he could not choose to avoid this academic dispute.
Just as Qin Feng in the dream was thinking, a voice sounded in his mind-promise him.
Then, there were more sporadic pictures.
The vast Wenxin Stage, and the densely packed people under the stage.
One after another, people from the Imperial College came up to compete with him.
He saw the hopeful eyes of the poor students, and also saw the ridicule and fearlessness on the faces of those people from the Imperial College.
"Who said that poor students can't read a world?"
Qin Feng murmured, and 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. The other party was a little surprised and said: "Master, did you have a nightmare?"
Qin Feng shook his head, then pinched his eyebrows, thinking in his heart: "Could the dream just now be a dream?"
When he was in Jinyang City, the old man told him that there are two kinds of divination by the sages of literature and Taoism, one is astronomical divination, and the other is dream divination.
The former is actively performed, just like astrology and three thousand qi.
When the latter comes, it always comes inadvertently.
Qin Feng recalled the contents of his dream, repeating the voice in his mind: "Promise him."
After finishing breakfast at Qin's house, Qin Feng set off for Hanmen Academy.
As he walked, he suddenly looked strange. The street vendors were shouting loudly that the noodle stalls were not open today, and a woman was bargaining with the vendors.
He saw a restaurant not far away, and subconsciously stopped. In a moment, there was wine spilling in the air. It was the drunk upstairs who got drunk early in the morning and was drunk.
The passers-by who were splashed with wine cursed and said bad luck.
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows. If he didn't stop, he would also be splashed with wine on his sleeves, just like in the dream!
"No way." He twitched his lips and continued to move forward to the Hanmen Academy. There was a crossroads ahead. If what happened today was exactly the same as what he dreamed of last night, then after turning the crossroads, he would be able to see the ugly faces of those officials and people from the Imperial College.
And that was exactly the case!
As soon as he turned the corner, Qin Feng heard a stall owner flattering: "Dear adults, please be kind and hold your hands high. Today's breakfast is just a treat for you adults."
The three patrolling officials took a bite of the rice cake in their mouths, said it was unpalatable, and spit it all on the stall owner's face.
The rest of the people who were eating breakfast saw this scene, where did they dare to stay, and fled away.
The stall owner suffered such an insult, but still had to force a smile, and 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 with fear.
This young man is a student of Hanmen Academy. Every day before dawn, he would help his father's breakfast stall and rush to Hanmen Academy before the class started.
The old father of the stall owner did not dare to wipe the stains on his face, and kept apologizing: "It's my poor craftsmanship that has neglected you all. Here are some copper coins. I got them this morning. I want to honor you. Please don't blame me."
The three officials looked at the string of copper coins handed over by the other party and shouted: "Are you sending away beggars?"
One of them was the closest, raised his palm, and was about to take action.
There was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and a white thunder passed in front of his forehead, burning a few strands of hair.
This scene stunned everyone present, and the official who raised his hand was stunned on the spot, frightened and at a loss.
If the white thunder was off by two or three inches, it might have taken his life!
"Who is it?!" The other two officials came to their senses and hurriedly looked in the direction where the white thunder came from.
Only to see a handsome young man in black approaching step by step. The young man saw the face of the person coming, and he was excited and worried and asked: "Master Qin?"
Qin Feng responded with a gentle smile, and then looked coldly at the three officials.
"You dare to attack us in broad daylight, are you looking for death?!" An official shouted.
But another person pulled his sleeve and reminded him quietly.
"What are you doing?"
"Look at his waist."
The official looked over and saw a green jade demon-slaying order that was very eye-catching, and was immediately frightened into silence.