In August of the first year of Mingde, students from all over the world were recommended by various states and counties, and they entered the Taixue University in the imperial capital with the "Order of Seeking Talents". Anyone with prestige can be a lecturer and receive a fifth-rank salary after being certified and promoted to the rank of Confucianism.
I scanned the list submitted by the National Teacher, and listened to the National Teacher's summary below.
"A total of 267 students were recommended by each state and county, including 180 students from six counties in the north, 80 students from four counties in the south, and seven people from Fujian and Yue."
I nodded and closed the roster. "How is the preparation for Hongrudi's third test?"
The national teacher handed over another roster, which was small, with only a few names.
I quickly took it, and spread it out to take a look—Shen Rong, whose name is Zhuang Sheng...
"This is the roster of two passes. There are six people in total. Only the final palace test is left. It is scheduled for tomorrow. Your Majesty can see it?"
"Ke Ke Ke." I replied repeatedly, and smiled, "I can rest assured that the National Teacher will handle the affairs, but the affairs of the Taixue Institute are complicated, and the National Teacher needs to be bothered."
The national teacher replied respectfully: "This is the duty of a humble minister."
At this moment, the door was kicked open with a bang, and I trembled, subconsciously trying to get under the table.
"Li Yingyu!" Tang Si gritted her teeth, ignoring the dumbfounded national teacher, she turned over the table and grabbed my collar and lifted it up, grinding her teeth eye to eye and nose to nose. "How dare you lie to me..."
I swallowed hard, "That, that, that... what..."
"Bold!" The national teacher was furious first, and waved his wide sleeves, "How dare you offend me, come here!"
I struggled to wave to the national teacher, and said with tears in my eyes: "National teacher, stop shouting, no one will come to save me if you yell out your throat..." It must be Qiao Si'er's sullen voice who made him break into the palace. The gourd releases water and wants to borrow a knife to kill someone...
Tang Si raised his eyebrows and sneered.
The national teacher looked at the two of us in surprise, suddenly understood something, and seemed to be puzzled, so he saluted with that half-understood expression, stepped back—and closed the palace door.
Tang Sigai shook my neckline and pinched my cheek with the other hand. "You are successful, your wings have grown hard, and you will turn your face and deny people when you become an emperor? How dare you even lie to me?"
I twitched my shoulders, leaned back to look up at him at a forty-five-degree angle, took three deep breaths, and burst out an earth-shattering wail: "I know I was wrong, I don't dare anymore—"
Tang Si was stunned.
I used the elastic forty-five-degree angle to pounce forward, hugged his waist and buried my face in his chest, "crying bitterly".
"San'er, I'm sorry for you. I shouldn't have secretly gone to Minyue without telling you, and I shouldn't have let you go to Jiangnan alone to pick up my adoptive father. Although you were the ones who kept it from me first, you are a husband and I am a wife, and you are heaven." I am the land, you are strong and I am weak, you are many and I am few, you are right to hide from me, and I am wrong to hide from you! It is all my fault, wow, my fault..." I cried like a ghost "Admit it," Tang Si coughed uncomfortably, "Then what...it's not that serious...we didn't mean to hide it from you..."
"I understand, you didn't mean to hide it from me! You were right! I was wrong! It was a big mistake!" I couldn't help but continue to howl. Actively admitting mistakes is never wrong. "San'er, hit me, scold me, and do whatever you can to vent your anger." I closed my eyes and stretched my neck, generously sacrificed. "Come on, don't feel sorry for me because I'm Jiaohua!"
Tang Si took a deep breath, pinched my face with his hand, and said roughly: "You... I really want to beat you up..."
I half-opened one eye to look at him, and saw his handsome face was covered with dark clouds, knowing that the storm had been wiped out by my preemptive complaint, and I was secretly relieved—our family Tang San Ah, irritable and easy to coax, my mood is written on my face.
I regained my hippie smile with confidence, stuck it on, hooked his neck and said flatteringly: "Otherwise, I will pay the debt..."
I thought he would enjoy it immediately to his heart's content, but he gave me a blank look, and said angrily: "Hey, take my things to compensate me, you're doing this business!"
Damn, Lao Tzu is not a good thing!
As the saying goes, if you come out to hang out, you always have to pay back.
The next day, I leaned on my waist and faced...
Qiao Yu didn't say anything on the face, but I could clearly see the contempt in his eyes.
I said seriously: "My waist was hit by the corner of the bed."
He nodded, clearly not believing...
I continued to argue: "I really got knocked!" Recently, I have been diligent in the morning and exercise every day, and my body can still withstand a night of stormy waves!
But Qiao Yu didn't believe it...
My dignity is gone.
I covered my face with tears, but thanks to the tassels covering my face, the officials below couldn't see my expression of grief and indignation.
"There is something to play, nothing to retreat to—"
As usual, if you have a talk, the national teacher will say it first, military affairs first, finance second, disasters in various places third, and the appointment and removal of officials fourth...
After reporting the big and small affairs, I couldn't help but yawned three times—it's really not a physical problem.
"... Now that I, Da Chen, is gaining power, I should take advantage of the victory and chase after the victory and drive the Liang people back to the northern grassland!" Other problems were easy to solve, but the ministers had differences on their attitude towards Liang. The one who yelled loudly was a military officer, a hawk. The national teacher did not express his opinion, but most of the civil servants were doves.
"The foundation of Da Chen is not stable, and a thousand wastes are waiting to be rejuvenated. Fighting again at this time will waste people and money, and it is definitely not advisable!"
I sighed, tapped my index finger lightly on the table, and interrupted the dispute below with two aggressive sounds.
"Now, let's overthrow Bai Deng. Everyone knows where Bai Deng is."
All the ministers bowed their heads in silence.
"Gaozu was in Baideng back then, but he was besieged by Liang people for seven days, and he was severely humiliated..." At the beginning of the founding of Dachen, Chen Liang fought, Gaozu led the army, Chen was defeated, and was besieged by Baideng. Liang Guo extorted a lot of property from Chen Guo, and the words used in the Guoshu were extremely shameless and obscene. Da Chen was humiliated by this, and it was recorded in the annals of history.
I sighed, and said slowly: "What you said is not unreasonable. It is true that the national strength cannot sustain a long-term war, but it is absolutely unacceptable to negotiate a peace and repair with the Liang country. Presumably there are three big counties in the north with an area of 800 miles. It was ceded to Liang country. Some people can't remember this matter. The things borrowed by others will become his family's over time. If the non-aggression treaty is revised, the three counties will not be able to take it back within 50 years Fifty years later, how many children and grandchildren will remember this history? The people in the three major counties must have forgotten that they should be from Chen Guo."
"Your Majesty's words are very true." The national teacher came out and said, "There is no room for negotiation to take back the three northern counties."
I nodded and said with a smile: "Received the battle report of General Tao a few days ago, the country of Liang has been in disarray, and there has been a backlash. This is more beneficial to us. I have confidence in the strength of General Changsheng, and I will fight steadily. break."
If possible, I also don't want Tao Qing to stay on the battlefield for a while longer, the sword has no eyes, and every step is dangerous. But his words in the letter are firm, even if I call him back with twelve gold medals, he will only come back and teach me a lesson, and then continue to fight his Liangguo...
The fact is that Qiao Yu took me to visit the barracks at night and talked all night.
I said, "Second brother, I don't have the money for you to fight."
He said, "It's okay, I have."
I said: "It's not enough, second brother, other soldiers are fighting less and less, and yours are fighting more and more. There is not enough food and pay, and the treasury is empty..."
As expected of a beckoning cat, the beckoning cat immediately gave me a sinister trick, starting with the officials, picking up a layer of fat to solve the urgent need. Then start from the merchants, cage iron and salt, this policy immediately enriched the treasury a lot. Partial monopoly, partial relaxation, encourage trade with Fujian and Vietnam, and then transfer goods and materials to Liang, earn Liang's money, and fight Liang's soldiers.
I sighed: "Second brother, fortunately you are from Chen Guo..."
He let out a muffled laugh and rubbed me: "You should say, fortunately, it's your man."
Hey, that makes sense...
So, with a plan, who is going to be the knife and ruthlessly slaughter those high-ranking officials
I coughed dryly, raised my hand and said, "Let's settle this matter first. It's time for Hongrudi's palace examination. Let the six gentlemen go to the palace."
Not long after, six men dressed as Confucian scholars filed in.
Of these six people, the oldest is about sixty years old, and the youngest... is less than twenty years old.
My eyes stayed on the face of that young and handsome boy for a thousandth of a second, and then returned to the second person from the left.
Shen Rong, courtesy name Zhuang Sheng.
Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou...
The people who saw Shen Rong for the first time whispered about how this young man resembled my deceased master, the national teacher answered them understandingly - he is the cousin of the former prime minister Shen Zhuang.
Then everyone suddenly realized.
In fact, Yan Li just made some fine-tuning on the face of the master, which makes people think it is specious at first glance, but if I have been with the master for more than ten years like me, I will definitely not make a mistake.
The death of "Shen Dongli" is well-known throughout the country, and it may be scary to come back from the dead. Dongli and I are known as masters and apprentices, and those rotten Confucians of Confucianism talk about ethics. If you die, it's better to change your identity and start over.
I forced myself to divert my gaze, stopped staring at him, turned to the national teacher and said: "National teacher, you can apply for the test questions."
I don't even know about this test question, but it was set by the national teacher, and six people were asked to give impromptu speeches in the hall and accept the questions from me and the national teacher.
In fact, this assessment is very dark, and the list has already been determined by me.
Although there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, since it is an exam, it must be decided on a high level to determine the official position.
For officials to discuss seniority, age is always an important reference factor. Let the old man in his sixties sit in the Taixue Academy, even if he doesn't have the physical strength to manage people, at least he can be a mascot...
Take his first name and take charge of the affairs of Taixuefu.
The master's literary talent is brilliant, his words are powerful, and his words are eloquent. If you don't let him first, you are afraid that he will attract the wind, and second, you will definitely not be able to escape.
Others let the national teacher decide, the ranking is not important, what matters is the future position arrangement.
After the six-person palace examination, a banquet in the Imperial Garden will be held at night, and the official positions of each will be announced at that time.
After retiring from the court, someone who was supposed to go back to Taixue Academy with those five people was dragged to a corner of the hall by someone I sent.
"Master..." I stuck my heart itchy, and he looked back nervously. The civil and military officials in the main hall have not finished walking, and there are a few old men who always walk very slowly and like to look around and chat...
"Yu'er!" The master shook his head helplessly, unable to push me away, he simply pulled me to a more remote place, entered the small study, saw the piled up memorial, he frowned, lowered his head and silently accused me with his eyes .
I laughed dryly, followed behind him, and sat behind the table.
"You haven't reviewed any of your memorials in the past few days?" the master asked scoldingly.
I counted on my fingers for him. "I accumulated a lot when I was away for a month. After I came back, I rushed some of it. Two days ago, I went to discuss things with my second brother..."
The master raised his forehead and sighed: "Yu'er, why do you always find reasons for your excuses..."
I laughed and said, "I just found it..."
From this day and this moment, the master resumed his old work. I hoped that he would take over all the work for me. After all, why catch mice when there are fish to eat, and why should I worry about reading memorials for me. It's a pity that the master doesn't let me have a good time, he only supervises and doesn't work...
When I critique chapters, he reads books and drinks tea, and he immediately corrects me when I am lazy...
"Yu'er, don't be lazy."
"Yu'er, sit upright."
"Yu'er, don't doze off!"
In fact, before the master came back, I was still a model emperor, but for some reason, I became lazy as soon as he came back...
— Recommend Bao to be Doctor Guanglu? When I didn't know that his eldest cousin's sister-in-law was your third concubine! no way!
—Drought in Lu County, heavy casualties—what are the local officials doing? Was the drought disaster formed in one day, and it was only reported now—disaster relief, accountability!
—The Golden Cave of the Imperial Capital is suspected to be harboring bad organizations, and it is recommended to investigate and ban it—Bah, when I didn’t know that the Golden Cave was opened just then, did you think I was blind when I was fighting openly and secretly with him in the court? Don't hurt the innocent if you fight by yourself, it's not easy for the girl who comes out to sell!
…
Mother Hippy, what a mess!
My mind was distracted from time to time, and I raised my eyes to peek at his Qingjun profile—"Yu'er, read the memorial." He replied lightly.
I crawled and crawled to his side, coquettishly said: "Master..."
He glanced down at me and said, "Let's talk after reading the memorial."
I continued to go up along his legs, and simply got into his arms, sat on his lap, and hugged his waist. "You need to combine work and rest, Master." I heard his heart beat faster.
He pulled my restless hand away, and the roots of his ears turned pink honestly. "The king of your country, act like this..."
"Isn't it just a hooligan, and it's not the first day we met." I muttered, and continued to touch up and down.
One struggled backwards, and the other groped forward, only to hear a thud, he fell backwards, and I threw myself on top of him.
He was angry, and I was also angry. Those memorials have no technical content at all, and I don't care anymore!
I vented all my anger on him, bit his lips, and said bitterly: "If you keep talking, I'll take you right here!"
Eh…
Am I being too arrogant again...
The author has something to say: Arrogant, arrogant...
The little oily chicken turned over and became the master~