"Hmm, it's here?" Rong Zhao shook his head lightly and rubbed the soft fur on the sheepdog's body, and muttered.

"Childe woke up and slept all the way, he must have been thirsty, right?" Mei Ruo said, turned around and picked up the round-bellied clay pot from the small clay stove and poured Rong Zhao a cup of hot goat's milk.

"Well, it's okay, it's just that my neck is a little sore." Rong Zhao stretched his waist and sat up straight, rubbed the head of the sheepdog that had been oppressed all the way, took the goat's milk and took a sip gently.

"It's coming soon, the slave will pinch it for you first?" Mei Ruo asked thoughtfully.

"No, how's your accounting?" Rong Zhao was more concerned about the question of how much money those jewels could be exchanged for.

Mei Ruo hurriedly replied: "The slave and maid have calculated carefully, if these things are brought into the city, they will be worth at least 100,000 taels of silver." However, in Suzhou, even if there are jewelers from the capital who are willing to accept it, they will not give this price - the merchants are very profitable, and what they work hard to earn is a difference, not to mention that now that the war has been settled, there are still many rich merchants who have not shown up in Suzhou. ”

"I've got that." Rong Zhao said, raised his hand to look out of the heavy curtain on the car window, the sky was gloomy but there was no wind, and he looked up slightly to see snowflakes floating down from the sky sporadically. For a while, Rong Zhao was interested, so he patted the sheepdog and said with a smile: "Blood, it's snowing, let's go out for a run?" ”

"It's cold outside, Childe just woke up, don't run to blow the cold wind, right?" Mei Ruo was busy persuading.

"You come out and see if there's a hint of wind?" Rong Zhao said, wrapped the fox fur on his body lightly, got up and pushed open the carriage door, and jumped out of the carriage briskly.

The snow-white sheepdog also jumped down with him suddenly, this person and dog were all snow-white like powder, but they attracted the eyes of the people on the street. There are even more people who love beauty and can't help but sigh, sighing that whose little brother is so handsome, if the little girl in the family can marry such a handsome little Langjun, it will not be in vain to be a daughter. Rong Zhao had long been familiar with these, so he only smiled at everyone and ran and jumped forward with his blood spots.

The guards of the Rong Mansion had long turned a blind eye to the inappropriate behavior of their third son, and now that they saw him crazy again, all they could do was to follow closely and not let anything happen to the third son. Rong Zhao was playing all the way to Feixue on the street, but he didn't know that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in a teahouse on the street.

"Oops! Isn't this the newly sealed third son of Jingxi Hou? A man dressed in a satin lambskin shoulder said in surprise.

"It's him." Standing in front of the window, Zhao Mu, the Rui King who was looking at Rong Zhao tightly, smiled lightly, and the interest in his eyes was extremely obvious.

"Why did he run to Suzhou? Last night I heard that there was a death in their house, and now I see him so happy and ......."

"Gong Xie, what died yesterday was just a slave in front of the Lord of Linyang. With the relationship between the Lord of Linyang and the Ye family, do you think Rong Zhao will be angry because of the death of such a minion? Zhao Mu smiled playfully, and after a moment of contemplation, he shook his head, "Maybe he is so happy at this time precisely because there is such a person in their mansion." ”

"That's what the prince said." The person who was called "Duke Xie" by the emperor's most talented son was a famous scholar in Suzhou, surnamed Xie Minglun. He was only twenty-six years old when he was promoted, and the Great Qi Holy Ancestor was not the emperor at that time. Now he is nearly seventy years old, as a son of the previous dynasty, Xie Lun did not enter the temple of Daqi, only stayed in his hometown to study and lecture, and was respected as "Xie Fuzi" by scholars within a radius of 100 miles.

"Someone." Zhao Mu turned his face slightly and shouted towards the door of the private room.

"The slave is here, please give the prince's orders." A servant answered at the door.

"Go and see what the third son of the Rong family is doing in Suzhou, where to settle down tonight, when to return to Xiliang, and inquire about it clearly." Zhao Mu commanded.

"Yes." The servant answered and hurried away.

Xie Lun followed Zhao Mu's gaze and looked at the half-jade-like young man outside, and chuckled: "Even if the prince has the intention to win over the Rong family, he shouldn't be this innocent young man. In the old man's opinion, Rong Hui, the son of the Rong family, is more fatherly and worthy of a heavy responsibility. ”

"Rong Hui is the son of the county lord of Linyang, and the county lord of Linyang is the person of Uncle Jiuwang. Gong Xie is afraid that he doesn't know yet, right? Zhao Mu sneered indifferently.

Xie Lun suddenly arched his hand and said, "Oh! The prince forgives the sin, this old man really doesn't know. ”

"It's not your fault. Gong Xie only concentrates on learning, and you don't have to contaminate these trivial matters. Zhao Mu smiled.

"Thank you for your compassion." Xie Lun arched his hand towards Zhao Mu again, "The old man's only wish in this life is to restore the imperial examination system in my Great Qi. It is hoped that the imperial court can recruit talents without sticking to one pattern, benefit the community, and seek benefits for the people. ”

The imperial examination system was once prevalent in the previous dynasty, but after the Emperor Shengzu of Great Qi conquered the country, it was abolished because the students of the world boycotted and refused to take the examination, and now the twenty-sixth year of the founding of the Great Qi Dynasty, the Holy Ancestor and the current emperor have appointed ministers from among their cronies or recommended by the princes and nobles. As a result, the party struggle between the DPRK and China has also intensified, and it has faintly endangered the stability of society. Scholars such as Xie Lun have the ambition to serve the country but have no door to serve the country, and Jin happens to be fortunate to meet a talented prince like Zhao Mu, so he naturally will not miss the opportunity to advise.

Zhao Muzhi is in the world, and naturally understands the importance of scholars to Sheji, this time he followed the emperor's imperial expedition here and befriended people like Xie Lun is also for his own future, because of a smile said: "Xie Gong rest assured, when my father returns to Beijing, this king will definitely join several ministers in the court to jointly write a letter asking my father to restore the imperial examination system." ”

"Xie is here to thank the prince for his great kindness for the world's scholars. The prince has the world in mind, which is really a blessing for the people! Xie Lun hugged his hands together and squeezed deeply towards Zhao Mu.

"Gong Xie, please hurry up, this gift Xiao Wang doesn't dare to do. To put it bluntly, Xiao Wang is also thinking about my Daqi Society. Now that the party struggle is becoming more and more intense, the military generals above the temple are not thinking about how to calm the world every day, but they are drilling camps for personal gain just for their own bodies, Xiao Wang is really heartbroken watching from the side! Zhao Mu sighed.

"The prince is young and promising, and he has such ambitions, if he is in charge of the country in the future, why worry about the peace of the country and the people?" Xie Lun sighed.

"You can't just say that." Zhao Mu hurriedly raised his hand to stop Xie Lun's words, and sighed helplessly: "Now that there is a father and an emperor, there are two royal brothers, especially the eldest brother has the support of many old clans behind him, this innovation is really not easy!" ”