Ye Xingyuan wrote very slowly. He knew that the most important thing about policy theory is opinions, logic and methods. Compared with literary talent and skills, it becomes less important.:

The situation in the north is tense now, but most of the newspapers are vague, and the people in the heart of the Central Plains are ignorant. Only those who are interested in the situation in the north will understand and pay attention to it.

Before, Tang Shiyan had been receiving a report from the governor of the government, Lord Pan. Ye Xingyuan read a lot. Because of the appearance of Ding Ruyi and other foreigners, Ye Xingyuan had long noticed the changes in destiny, so naturally he understood a little more than ordinary people.

This situation is actually quite similar to the threat to the Central Plains dynasty by the rise of the grassland nomadic peoples in the history of the world. Although compared with the overall strength, the demon race will never be as good as the unified court, but who knows what will happen under the ghostly way of heaven?

In Xuanyuan World, because of the teachings of saints, the royal family carried the destiny of heaven, and the Central Plains achieved peace for three thousand years. The demon clan was suppressed for a long time, but the wildfire could not be burned and the spring breeze blew again, and finally it slowly showed its glory.

Wang Xuezheng used this test questions to make it a bit difficult. These new scholars are not old and have poor knowledge. If Wang Xuezheng can make a fair judgment, Ye Xingyuan thought that there was no pressure to be the first in the scientific examination this time, but the problem was not like this.

The officials were talking in a low voice, and someone smiled bitterly: "This time the Grand Master's exam questions are too biased. How can these young scholars do it? Even if they have a supervised test, they will not use such a policy to make people embarrassed, right?"

Someone who knew the inside story lowered his voice: "Don't talk nonsense. The great master has his own intention to give such questions. Anyway, no matter how outstanding the scholar is, he can only show his similar level. When the time comes, whoever he wants to choose to criticize him, he will decide with one word?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was silent. This sentence was heartbroken, but these people had been in the officialdom for many years, and how could they not feel any abnormality at all?

They had heard a lot of news before, and as soon as this unreasonable test question came out, they believed it even more. It is said that part of the reason for this so-called scientific test was Wang Xuezheng's dissatisfaction with the impetuous young scholar, but it was also to take revenge on someone.

Most of the officialdom in Jiangzhou are hostile to Ye Xingyuan, and those who are well-informed can naturally know. The censor Gu was demoted because of the Guiyang County Incident. He hated this to the core, and Ye Xingyuan was also lucky. He took the line of the governor, Lord Pan, and participated in the work-for-relief work of the refugees, and was appreciated by Lord Pan. He might have taken advantage of the situation to gain a foothold.

But he pretended to be aloof and was not recruited by Lord Pan. Governor Hu came back and wanted to seize the merits. He had no good feelings for Ye Xingyuan, who had come up with a ghost. In this way, Lord Pan was not able to come forward to protect him.

Unexpectedly, even the Taiwanese student who has always been pedantic and fair have participated. With the joint strangle of these giants, the little Ye Xingyuan will inevitably turn into powder?

Someone suddenly chuckled, "Don't underestimate Ye Xingyuan, just watch his writing! While others are thinking hard, he is already writing calmly. I heard that this boy is as talented as the sea of ​​abyss, and God knows who laughs the last time today!"

The officials of the referees all turned their heads. Sure enough, they saw that there was a blank space on other people's draft paper, or at most a few sentences, but Ye Xingyuan had already written about half of them.

Wang Xuezheng also noticed this. Although he is not young, his eyes are still very sharp because of his health. You can see from a distance that Ye Xingyuan has already written half of the paper, and his eyebrows are slightly frowning.

Ye Xingyuan's writing style began to be slightly awkward, but the more he wrote, the smoother he wrote, he might not be considered a person who was worried about the country and the people. However, when he thought of the possible harm that the demon race in the north might cause, and when he thought of the suffering of the people, he couldn't help but feel excited.

"The demon clan's food and clothing are not attached to the ground, and its momentum is likely to disrupt the border. How can it be understood? The demon clan's food and drinks meat and fur are not the ones that have cities, fields and houses. It is like birds and animals traveling in the vast wilderness. It stops when the grass is gone, and the water will be exhausted. From this perspective, it will move back and forth. When the time comes, it will be gone. This is the birth of the barbarians, and the reason why China is far away from the southern acres."

"It is very beneficial to send soldiers to manage the barriers, but the soldiers from afar were ordered to guard the barriers in one year. If you don't know the ability of the Hu people, it is better to choose those who live in the houses and fields to prepare them. In order to make them tall, deep trenches, lin stones, and tues, and then make them one city inside, and the city is 150 years old. At the critical point, the way to open the rivers, and set up cities and towns, so as not to leave thousands of families, and to make tigers in the middle Zhou."

Ye Xingyuan wrote it seriously and wrote it in a stroke. He temporarily forgot about the intrigues in the province, but instead thought about the suffering of the border people and the specific methods of garrisoning the border. He carefully considered it and did not dare to ignore it.

"First, I will make a house and have a house, and I will recruit sinners and avoid the vassals to live there again. If I am not enough, I will recruit slaves and servants to atone for their sins and want to pay titles. If I am not enough, I will recruit people to go there to give them high titles and restore their families. I will give them winter and summer clothes and food, so that they can be self-sufficient. The people of the county and county can buy their titles, so that they can be increased from the top to the ministers. If their husbands are married, the county officials will buy them."

The sinner, the slave, went voluntarily, turned the strategy into tactics, and realized the details step by step in Ye Xingyuan's writing. He seemed to be able to see a fortress outside the frontier slowly erecting.

Ye Xingyuan's spirit was different, and even the officials of the promotion felt the momentum in his body. Someone sighed: "I'm afraid the great master has made a mistake. This is Ye Xingyuan, who has written nine frontier poems. If others don't know the border, why would he have no idea? If you want to use this to eliminate him, I'm afraid you will have to do it after all."

"Who can know that he is not only a slutty tongue, but also a practical ability?" Someone shook his head. A person has both talents in all aspects. This itself makes people unable to believe that Wang Xuezheng suffered this loss, which is not a crime of war.

When they were feeling moved, Ye Xingyuan was writing the ending, "If there is no match for human feelings, we cannot be at peace for a long time. The people under the border have poor wealth and profits, and we should not be allowed to live in a dangerous place for a long time. If the demon tribe enters the driving force and can stop them from driving, they will give half of them, and the county officials will redeem their people.

In this way, the towns will help each other, and go to the barbarians without avoiding death. It is not because of virtue, but because they want to keep relatives and benefit their wealth. This is the same as the garrison soldiers who are not accustomed to the terrain and fear the barbarians, they will have great achievements. They will move the people to the border and make the garrisons in the distance, and make the people in the frontier protect each other, and the father and son of the people in the frontier will be protected by the enemy, and the enemy will be affected by the enemy. It will benefit future generations and have the name of Shengming."

When he finished writing the last sentence, Ye Xingyuan felt dizzy, as if he was seriously ill, and weak all over. This time, he obviously did not use his spiritual power, so why did he consume so much when he wrote this policy?

The swelling emotions just now were still shaking in his mind. This is another sequelae of destiny? Ye Xingyuan was a little confused. It seemed that he had begun to gradually get used to this injustice in fighting for the people. I wonder if it was the subtle influence of the destiny trap, or the compassion that began to grow deep in his heart?

This article of "Preventing the Border" and "Preventing the Farm" was written. Ye Xingyuan knew that it would inevitably have a significant impact. Even if he had never used spiritual power and the secret of heaven was not revealed, just like the article "Rent Release" he made in the Peach Blossom Essay, it would have great value in the eyes of those who are interested.

Ye Xingyuan wrote such a clever policy argument, of course, in order to suppress Wang Xuezheng's open conspiracy as much as possible. Even if he was forced to be demoted, he had the opportunity to turn the tables on the content of this policy argument.

But at least for a moment, when he wrote, he forgot about his own gains and losses, and was sincerely considering the border people and the country.

Don't indulge too deeply. It's not his turn to get involved in these major events. Ye Xingyuan shook his head, slowly stood up, holding the test paper in his hand, and slowly walked towards Wang Xuezheng who was sitting firmly on Diaoyutai.

Today, it is this great master with unpredictable thoughts who will judge such a policy? Ye Xingyuan walked to Wang Xuezheng and respectfully presented the test paper, "Grand Master, the student has completed this plan for farming and guarding the border. Please comment!" (To be continued.)
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