The space of the ear room was narrow, and there were at least twenty or thirty companions around the middle-aged man, and they couldn't squeeze in at all, so the group stopped outside the door after speaking, and the snake spirit face and Tao Zhenmeng glanced at each other, and the snake spirit face took two steps forward and opened the door.

Zhu Biao looked out from behind the two of them, and felt that the middle-aged man was very familiar, and after looking at it again, he recognized it - isn't this the bean bag uncle at the door?

The middle-aged man's gaze looked behind them from the snake spirit face and Tao Zhenmeng's shoulder, and he was bumping into Zhu Biao's stunned expression, and another wave of laughter opened in his eyes, melting the original freezing cold.

The snake spirit face and Tao Zhenmeng looked at the person carefully, the middle-aged man wore an indigo national uniform, covered with a dark gray satin cloak, this dress looked like an official or a non-official, but he could take a group of people to swagger through the city in the official department, and it was impossible to be really white, the two of them pondered in their hearts, and they couldn't guess where he came from, they only felt unfathomable.

Tao Zhenmeng groaned slightly, determined that many people were not to blame, and arched his hand: "Student Tao Zhenmeng has seen adults. ”

This is another trick that tested Zhu Biao just now on this middle-aged man with an extraordinary background, and the snake spirit disease also followed by a gesture, which made Zhu Biao take a look at it more, it seems that he is not impolite.

The middle-aged man accepted their salute as a matter of course, which means that he is at least a high-ranking official who is bigger than the sixth grade, who is it, Tao Zhenmeng searched the list of officials he knew in his heart, and none of them could be matched.

Obviously, the middle-aged man didn't have the will to report his family to the junior, he withdrew his gaze from Zhu Biao, stared at the snake spirit's face, remembered his generous statement just now, and asked lightly: "What's your surname?" ”

The snake spirit disease heart was beating suddenly, and his throat was stalked twice, and he said: "Student Wang Ding, the word is ...... in Anzhong."

"The surname is Wang," the middle-aged man raised his head and thought for a while, "Who are you Wang Daoen, the political envoy of the Sixth District?" ”

The snake spirit face Wang Ding's lips trembled: "It's a strict ......"

"Yes," the middle-aged man still had that flat face that didn't move, "In February, the House of Representatives proposed to reform the official system of the Ming Dynasty, and the first step was to change the district chiefs from the central dispatch system to the regional election system, and the proposal was also passed by a majority vote in the Senate, but in the end it was not implemented, you should know why?" ”

Of course he knew, Wang Ding gritted his teeth and didn't dare to say anything. This proposal by the Senate at the beginning greatly harmed the interests of the officials, and for a time it caused an uproar in the officialdom. Changing the central dispatch system to a regional election system means that future officials can only be elected, so what else is there for the imperial examination? Even if a jinshi from the imperial examination can still be a miscellaneous official of an auxiliary nature, how can these Ming civil officials who have long been accustomed to being a master stand it!

Wang Ding's father, Wang Daoen, also took the lead in stringing his imperial examination in the same year, and did something about thousands of people and thousands of books, and finally mobilized the prisoners of the Guozijian to knock outside the imperial city, and the news was followed up and reported every day, and the small people gloated about the excitement of a week, and finally alarmed Emperor Zhu, and exercised the right to refute the resolution of the bill.

For this matter, Emperor Zhu, who had been in power for more than ten years, specially convened a grand court meeting, sat on a high throne and overlooked the hundred officials, for a whole day, the emperor sat motionless, and the officials below also stood motionless, standing with blue faces and white lips, and cold sweat. In the end, the emperor still did not say anything, sneered, stood up and brushed his sleeves away.

Although the emperor did not speak at the court meeting, the voice from the palace still expressed his opinion: the emperor and the scholars rule the world together, and now the emperor is willing to let go, but the scholars and doctors should be stubborn and act as a mantis arm that hinders the progress of the wheel of history? ”

Public opinion is overwhelmingly on the side of the parliament and the emperor, and the people of the Ming Dynasty may not care how the officials above their heads come from, and the central dispatch system and the regional election system have little effect on their daily lives, but they are always happy to see those arrogant officials unlucky, and they no longer believe in their mouths full of benevolence and morality, and their articles are full of splendor.

"Who is really stupid, there is a fart for saying so many nice things, and what you do is not all selfish pickled things!"

Wang Ding looked at the mocking eyes of the middle-aged man, and remembered that he had taught Zhu Biao to accuse the four princes of standing firm and seemed to be righteous and strict, and he was suddenly embarrassed and his face was flushed, and he couldn't wait to crack the crack and get into it immediately!

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The middle-aged man and Wang Ding's words have already revealed a sharp move, Wang Ding was defeated, Zhu Biao was stunned when he heard it next to him, he didn't understand what they were talking about, but his head was flexible, and he actually guessed a few points based on these two sentences alone.

He had wondered before that the Ming system was in the transition period from monarchy to constitutional monarchy, but since there was an elected parliament, why did officials still need to be elected by the imperial examination? And compared to the royal family, which the people admire from the bottom of their hearts, will the parliament's sense of existence be too low?

When the middle-aged man talked about him, he realized that it was not that he didn't want to be elected, but that the officials were unwilling, and he thought about it, and finally got the qualification to be an official in the cold window for ten years, and whoever was willing to give it to others would give it to others......

He looked at Wang Ding's unlucky appearance with a blushing face and wrinkled facial features, and he was a little relieved, it turned out that Ya was a second-generation official, everyone was a privileged class with vested interests, and his father went into battle shirtless in order to keep his privileges, and he didn't know where Ya came from to count himself down!

Fortunately, the middle-aged man didn't want to embarrass Wang Ding, nodded lightly and let him go, looked at Zhu Biao behind him, then glanced at Tao Zhenmeng, turned around and walked away without saying more.

Zhu Biao and the three of them stood by the door and looked at his back, the middle-aged man went straight into the main room, but the group of people around him dispersed in an orderly manner, grouped themselves, and stood up solemnly in front and back.

Tao Zhenmeng looked at Zhu Biao, and then at Wang Ding, the latter two seemed to have their own thoughts, and he was also in a hurry, and there was no sound of conversation in the small ear room.

After a while, a person came out of the door of the main house, stood at the top of the steps and began to roll call, Zhu Biao arrived one step later than Tao Zhenmeng and Wang Ding, but the first one called was his name.

The other two also vaguely guessed this result, there was nothing to say, Tao Zhenmeng reluctantly smiled at Zhu Biao, but Wang Ding turned his head again, this time not because he looked down on Zhu Biao, but he also wanted to laugh like Tao Zhenmeng, but found that he hadn't laughed for too long, and his expression was as stiff as crying......

Zhu Biao nodded at the two of them, originally wanted to learn the steps of the official master who shook step by step, but he still didn't have the patience to think about it, so he picked up the corner of his robe and ran up the steps with a cigarette.

Someone had already opened the curtain for him, Zhu Biao thanked him, bent down slightly and went into the room, his eyes were dark at first, and then slowly lit up again.

He looked up, and the hall was not a row of interviewers behind a long table as he had imagined, but an ordinary living room, with a painting of the nave hanging in front of the door, and below the nave was the offering table, and on the right side was the official hat chair of sour branch wood.

The dragon flying phoenix dance in the middle hall was written in cursive, and he didn't read it after scanning his eyes, but he couldn't understand it anyway. The person sitting on the official hat chair was a little familiar, and the person standing behind him was even more familiar, he had just seen it, it was the middle-aged man who looked quite big at first glance but wanted to abduct him with a bean bag.

Zhu Biao thought in disbelief, that middle-aged man was actually standing, and what a great man could be able to make such a powerful person stand while he was sitting upright?

The one sitting raised his head at this time, his eyes collided with Zhu Biao, and his whole face lit up.

"Yunwen," he beckoned happily, "Come to Grandpa, Grandpa bought your favorite bean paste bun!" ”

Zhu Biao: "......"