Li Yue hurriedly said: "How dare the ministers deceive the king!"
"It won't be the best." The emperor raised the paper in his hand: "Is this the list of all the shortlisted?"
"Yes." Li Yue nodded.
"Then I will ask the vice-futures who were watching the battle to check and check." The emperor said: "In case you accidentally miss someone."
The cold sweat on the back immediately fell down, Li Yue hurriedly said: "The emperor should let the humble minister add Lord Huo's name first."
It's just a martial arts test, I thought I could hide it from the past, who knew the emperor was so serious! If you really find someone to check it, then it is really a crime of deceiving the king!
The emperor raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and nodded: "Alright, go and sort out a new one, and I'll let someone look at it."
"Yes." Heaving a sigh of relief, Li Yue quickly took the list and left.
He didn't dare to miss anyone, and he wrote down the names of all the people who should be selected when he returned.
Li Jiyue and the others still didn't know the situation of the first day's martial arts test, and Li Yue was timid, and didn't dare to go back to tell the first one if he messed up, but quietly waited for the next result.
With Huo Zichong here, needless to say the result, who else would be the No. 1 champion in two days
"It's dark, it's too dark!" Hua Chun sighed again and again, "You actually let Huo Zi rush to compete!"
Yu Wenjie sat next to her to read the scriptures, and didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "They themselves said that the contestants should be people with low middle ranks or children from aristocratic families. Zi Chong's ability is really a pity to be an imperial guard. Why don't you go Sharpened in the military."
Tsk-tsk twice, Hua Chun held his chin and said, "I can imagine the expressions of those old ministers. They originally wanted to send their grandson to the barracks, but unexpectedly sent Huo Zichong to the position of general. Let's talk about why they If you can’t figure it out like this, why don’t you ask for a martial arts test?”
Calmly flipping through a page, the emperor shook his head: "I don't know either."
Maybe it's stupid.
After the martial arts test, no one in the court had any objection to Huo Zichong's winning the first prize. After all, they said what they said, regardless of their age. Given the title to him, no one can say anything.
Li Jiyue called Li Yue back and scolded him half to death. A group of people got together and were aggrieved: "I made wedding clothes for nothing, how good is that?"
"You shouldn't let people with official ranks participate!" Li Ji said angrily: "Crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the imperial court, who is to blame for being cut off? It's the folks, talented people who were killed last time." The scientific research is gone, and there are some soldiers and generals left. Don't let people with official ranks interfere with the affairs of the Ministry of Punishment, and find some civilians to serve as a foil for Mr. Meng's family!"
"Yes." Li Yue responded tremblingly, and began to speak to the emperor about the vacancy of the Minister of Punishment.
"Yeah." The emperor agreed very easily: "Let the old Shangshu come out to choose, you just recommend some people to interview."
Li Yue said with a serious face: "The ministers strive for fairness. This time, we will recruit talents from the people and families without official titles, and we will definitely find good help for the emperor."
"Thank you." The emperor nodded.
Looking for a foil in the private sector, naturally you have to find someone who has taken the scientific examination, but the grades are not very good. Li Yue asked someone to inquire, and soon a list was sent.
"These people are not bad." Li Jiyue looked at it and nodded straight: "The exams are not very good. The former Minister of the Ministry of Justice has a high vision. I am also afraid that Mr. Meng's family will not like him, but with these people as the foreshadowing, Meng Nai also Being able to stand out from the crowd is enough to catch his eyes."
Li Yue nodded repeatedly.
He Chang'an obeyed the emperor's order and went to Song Shangshu for tea in advance.
Song Song, former Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, was a man of great style, he did not accept bribes, and was not afraid of power. But because he was too stylish, he didn't serve for a long time in the court. In just a few years, he voluntarily resigned, resulting in no one in the position of minister of the Ministry of punishment.
Because Song Song is extremely beautiful in his work and handling of cases, everyone still called him Song Shangshu before there was a new Shangshu.
"Long time no see, Lord Hou." Song Song cupped his hands and invited him in for tea.
The relationship between Gong Yuhou and Song Shangshu is still good, and he told him about the selection of a new Shangshu when he came here this time.
"Not everyone can be the secretary of the Ministry of Justice." Song Song said with a faint smile: "Even if it is the crown prince, if you send it to the old man, if you have no skills, the old man will not nod."
"The emperor knows that you have such a temperament, so he is very relieved to entrust you with the task of selecting candidates." He Chang'an said: "Just looking at the people recommended by Li Zhongtang, it seems that the test scores are not very good."
"What do grades count?" Song Song chuckled lightly: "Last time, a few good grades were selected in the scientific examination, but they didn't do anything particularly outstanding when they were put into the Ministry of Criminal Justice. That's why the position of minister has been vacant, isn't it? ?”
He Chang'an nodded: "It makes sense, then I will have to trouble you."
"Don't worry, Lord Hou." Song Song said, "Even if you don't come here, I know what to do."
He Changan smiled.
The election was held in the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Li Yue sent fifty civilians in, and randomly asked them to line up when sorting, and saw a stupid scholar standing first.
"What's your name?" Li Yue asked on a whim.
The scholar clasped his hands and replied, "In Xialu Sanbian."
Listening to the name, by the way, the grades on the test form, um, very good, the one who did poorly in the test, so it’s okay to put it at the top. Li Yue nodded, and when everything was ready inside, she waved him in.
Hua Chun and the emperor were waiting for the news in the palace. They thought it would take a whole day after the interview, but in less than an hour, Song Shangshu personally led people into the Zichen Palace.
"Your Majesty!" With a surprised smile on his face, Song Song cupped his hands and said, "Caomin finally waited for someone who can take over as Minister!"
Yu Wenjie raised his head and looked at the scholar standing behind him: "Is that him?"
"Yes!" Song Song stretched out his hand to let Lu Sanbian stand in front, and then said: "This person is quite talented in solving crimes, he is upright, and hates evil as much as hatred. He is the most suitable candidate for the Ministry of Punishment!"
Lu Sanbian? !
Huachun, who was hiding behind the partition, was surprised, and took a sneak peek. Isn't this the scholar she met with He Changan on the capital street and yelled at the injustice? He was recommended to go to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, but the emperor ignored him all the time, thinking that he was looking down on ordinary scholars, but unexpectedly, he was directly sent to the position of Shangshu!
Li Yue and several important officials in the court hurriedly followed in, cupped their hands and said, "Your Majesty, this person is not right!"
Song Song looked back at them.
These few people ran out of breath, and Li Yue even knelt down to the emperor directly: "Shangshu Song is obviously biased. I only met one person during the interview and said that he is suitable for the position of Shangshu. There are so many people behind me." How can you be sure that this person is the best?"
"I don't choose the best one, I just choose the most suitable one." Song Song said with a straight face: "You asked me to choose the candidate. Now that the candidate has been selected, why don't you recognize it? Maybe you will be ready later. Is it right for the old man to choose that person?"
Li Yue choked up and was so choked that he couldn't speak, the person next to him hurriedly said: "It's too inappropriate to choose a minister hastily like this."
The emperor sneered, and everyone who knelt down trembled in fright.
"How long are you going to play with me?" Yu Wenjie waved his hand and smashed the teacup next to him in a stern voice: "We also need a martial arts test and an interview with the Ministry of Criminal Justice. I agreed to everything you wanted, but the martial arts test failed You are dissatisfied with General Huo, and you are dissatisfied with Lu Sanbian after the interview, how many secret operations are behind it, and who do you want to send to the position?"
Fragments splashed everywhere, and there was no sound in Zichen Hall. The emperor looked at Li Yue coldly: "You are too young, maybe you are really not suitable to be an official?"
His face turned pale, and Li Yue quickly kowtowed: "The emperor calms down, the emperor calms down, this matter is due to my lack of consideration, but... the selected people can still be used, the emperor calm down!"
Cowardly, even more cowardly than her! Hua Chun shook his head again and again, the emperor's pretentiousness can also scare the new officials, which is quite effective, once frightened, he admits that Huo Zichong and Lu Sanbian can be used, and he doesn't know if he will be beaten to death by Li Jiyue when he goes back.
Hearing his words, the emperor really appeased, he just waved his hand impatiently and said: "Song Shangshu's vision is unquestionable, since he has been selected, then Lu Sanbian will take office tomorrow."
"Thank you, Lord Long En!" Lu Sanbian was ecstatic, and hurriedly kowtowed. A group of trembling ministers nearby did not dare to say a word.
After everyone dispersed, Hua Chun came out and nestled next to the emperor, and said with a smile, "With a group of young people, wouldn't the pressure on the emperor be much less?"
Yu Wenjie nodded.
If Li Jiyue and his group were around, it wouldn't be so easy to be fooled. In the end, he was still bullying young and ignorant people, and he was fooled immediately.
"But they are too stupid." Hua Chun hugged his arm and murmured, "Why would you send the opportunity to you for nothing, and naively think that their own people have the opportunity to enter the court?"
The emperor curled his lips: "Women, don't think too much, eat dinner first."
"... Oh." Hua Chun nodded, pouted and followed him for dinner.
Since Huo Guipin was bestowed to death, the palace has been really quiet for a while, and no one is competing for favor, so everyone must have been terrified. Hua Chun also took this opportunity to come to Zichen Hall for two more meals. After all, the food here is much better than that of Yangxin Hall, and she is always very hungry recently.
It’s okay to be hungry, but it’s easy to get sleepy when you’re full, and your daily routine has already moved closer to that of a pig.
"Looks like I'll have to eat vegetarian food for two days." Hua Chun muttered softly while moving his chopsticks, "The fat on my waist is about to come out."
The emperor paused, raised his head and asked, "Do you like to be vegetarian?"
"Yeah." Hua Chun nodded: "You should be tired of eating meat for too long."
Yu Wenjie pursed his lips and remained silent.
Then in the Hall of Mental Cultivation the next day, Hua Chun stared at the eight plates of various vegetarian dishes on the table, and stammered, "What is this for?"
Qing Niao said helplessly: "The emperor said that you want to be a vegetarian, so he asked someone to prepare these."
Doesn’t vegetarian usually refer to green leaves, kimchi or something? Why is it such an exquisite stack of dishes that she can't bear to touch her chopsticks? Although there is no meat, some broths still have a meaty taste, which smells delicious.
"If all the vegetarian dishes were like this, I would still be vegetarian every day!" Hua Chun's eyes lit up, and then he swallowed and began to eat.
Qing Ling looked at her with a smile, thinking that the emperor was not as mean as she thought, at least in terms of eating, he was very good to his master. There is also no shortage of stuffing ingredients in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
After Huo Guifei's incident, the Empress Dowager was in a very bad mood and fell ill for a while, and finally arranged for an imperial doctor to ask for a peace pulse for the concubines in the palace once a month.
However, this is the treatment for those who are often turned over. On the surface, the emperor has not turned over the brand of the Hall of Mental Cultivation for more than a month, so he has not been allocated to the imperial doctor of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
"The unfavored concubine is really perfect to avoid all kinds of inspections." Hua Chun watched the cold wind blowing the trees outside, and shook his head again and again: "Now I suddenly feel grateful that he always opens the window in the middle of the night."
Qing Niao was slightly stunned, lowering her head and thinking, the emperor is actually a very considerate person, although he doesn't talk much, and doesn't discuss anything with his master, but overall, it's better for Huachun.
Can you have an idea, think that the emperor still puts his master on top of his heart
Thinking like this, after serving Hua Chun to rest, Qing Niao was taken to Zi Chen Hall.
"I need your help for something." Ninety-five Supreme Emperor, calmed down in front of her, and whispered: "You are a person who is dedicated to her. Although I don't know the reason, but after observing for so long, you have not unkind."
With a chill behind her back, Qing Niao's heart trembled.
The emperor has been watching her all the time
"...the emperor has some orders, but it's okay to say."
With deep eyes, the emperor dismissed everyone and said a few words to her in a low voice.
Afterwards, Qing Ling floated out of Zichen Hall, and went back to stay by Huachun's bed overnight.
"What's wrong?" When I woke up the next day, I saw a panda with eyes stuck beside the bed, and Hua Chun looked at her dumbfounded: "If you don't sleep, what are you doing with me?"
Qing Ling smiled: "It's cold at night recently, I'm afraid you'll hit the quilt."
"How could it be?" Hua Chun curled his lips: "You still think I live in a school dormitory?"
With such a big bed and quilt, no matter how hard I beat it, it was still covered.
Nodding, Qing Ling stood up, brought in the breakfast and said: "The weather has been cold recently, and many palaces have set up small kitchens. The servants went to bribe them and got one for our palace. In the future, what do you want? Just say what you want to eat, and the servant will make it for you."
"So good?" Hua Chun was excited for a moment, but when he thought of his increasingly round figure, he felt a little sad: "I am like this, I am really sorry for Hua Jinghua's natural good conditions."
"You look good even if you're fat." Qing Niao said: "Anyway, we don't count on men to make a living, so what do we care about so much? Just feel comfortable."
It seemed quite reasonable, Hua Chun nodded, and then ate another big meal in a very unceremonious manner.
When going to bed at night, the emperor entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation with the cold wind blowing from the window.
"Coming?" Yawning, Hua Chun moved a seat for him: "I'm too sleepy, so I won't chat with you."
"Yeah." Yu Wenjie nodded, lay down next to her, and reached out to touch her belly.
"Hmm." Hua Chun closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to block it: "Don't touch it, you're gaining weight!"