Chapter 1075: Do the impoverished scholars of the world truly have a day to get ahead?

Wu Zhao was thoughtful, and her eyes grew brighter.

It must be said that Gao Yang was right.

The human heart is hard to fathom.

Sometimes, people only want to believe the truth they desire in their hearts; if it is not that, then they feel the darkness of the officialdom deeply and become even more agitated.

"Your subject thought long and hard and decided to take out the most powerful truth in the world, which is also the strongest ability in the world!"

"Oh?"

"What is this ability called, this one million taels?"

Gao Yang said word by word, "The 'Money Ability'!"

"The 'Money Ability'?"

Wu Zhao raised an eyebrow; this term was fresh to her.

"Your Majesty can understand it as smashing people with money and suppressing people with money!"

"With money paving the way, public opinion will naturally be used by me!"

"Once this move is made, there will naturally be great Confucian scholars to debate the classics for your subject."

Gao Yang smiled faintly as he spoke.

His words were extremely confident.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhao couldn't help but exclaim, "What a 'Money Ability,' what a 'there will naturally be great Confucian scholars to debate the classics for you'."

"With this one million taels taken out, I fear public opinion will reverse in an instant!"

Wu Zhao could almost imagine the reaction of the scholars of Changancheng, who were currently denouncing Gao Yang in unison, once the news spread!

Gao Yang also said faintly.

"This public opinion will soon turn into a one-sided situation, and the officials will all fall silent, because behind this are the impoverished scholars of the world!"

These words were like a hurricane dispersing dark clouds, sweeping across the world, causing the dark clouds in Wu Zhao's heart to vanish instantly.

"But this one million taels is quite a high price." Wu Zhao sighed.

Just to quell this incident, Gao Yang took out one million taels.

This price was certainly not small.

Wu Zhao stared at Gao Yang with her eyes, always feeling that something was still wrong.

"Besides this, does Lord Gao have no other purpose?"

Gao Yang also understood Wu Zhao's thoughts, and he said, "Your subject naturally has other purposes. The first is for Your Majesty!"

"Your subject is truly a loyal official who has exhausted my heart and blood!"

"Oh?"

"For me?"

"Exhausted heart and blood, a loyal official?"

Wu Zhao raised her eyebrows.

Gao Yang put down the teacup in his hand and continued, "Your Majesty, do you think that in today's world, the impoverished scholars of our Great Qian can have a day to get ahead?"

This one sentence made Wu Zhao's eyes narrow.

She stared at Gao Yang with her phoenix eyes, falling into deep thought.

Gao Yang spoke to himself, "Since the founding of our Great Qian, successive emperors have all had grand ambitions, so they abolished the system of recommendation and changed it to the imperial examination system!"

"The imperial examination system allows everyone to take the exam, regardless of status, selecting talent based solely on talent. Even the children of impoverished families and poor farmers can study hard by the window and break through the poverty of their homes!"

"The imperial examination system tore open a huge gap, giving talented people from the bottom a channel for promotion, but is the reality really that beautiful?"

When Gao Yang said this, his face was extremely calm, staring straight at Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao's phoenix eyes narrowed.

She understood Gao Yang's meaning.

"Is Lord Gao saying that the world is still unfair?" Wu Zhao said in a deep voice.

Gao Yang picked up the teacup, and two completely different scenes seemed to appear before his eyes.

Children of noble families wearing brocade and fine clothes, sitting in private schools, guided individually by great Confucian scholars, shaking their heads while holding books.

Children of the poor working from dawn to dusk, day after day, facing the yellow earth and backing the sky, wanting to absorb knowledge by eavesdropping, by stealing light through holes in walls, by kneeling and begging others.

"Children of the poor, and even children of impoverished families, run around for a living from dawn to dusk, unable to even solve their basic needs. Even if they are impoverished scholars, they are stretched thin, and the conditions are extremely difficult, let alone hiring great Confucian scholars for guidance."

"But what about the children of noble families?" ===== CHAPTER 1077 =====