The time came to November of the first year of the Apocalypse.

In recent days, the temperature has dropped suddenly, and the incense burner in the warm pavilion is "crackling" and baking, and the warmth is melting, but it is terrible cold outside the hall.

The thinly clothed palace people walked between the palace walls, and some of them were so cold that they kept stamping their feet, but fortunately, in a few days, the warm clothes of the Needlework Bureau were handed out.

Thinking of this, the palace people were motivated.

Seeing that winter was about to begin, as the chief of the inner court, Wei Zhongxian haunted the prisons and bureaus a few days in advance, took his minions to inspect the treasury, and then reported to the emperor.

The eunuch of the Needle Work Bureau was carefully sending Wei Zhongxian out.

Seeing that there was no one around, the palm print eunuch came to his side, shook his head and began to flatter, flattering:

"Master, look at the rare things that the slave found in the library."

"What rare objects can be in the treasury of the Needlework Bureau?"

After Wei Zhongxian finished speaking, he was still taken aback, and stretched out his head happily to take a look.

The palm print eunuch held in his hand was a number of bronze coins, rusty, I don't know what year and what generation they came from.

Because of his early years in the market, he was good at gambling and stealing, Wei Zhongxian had some research on this kind of thing.

When he took a look, he knew that these ancient coins were definitely not cast by the Ming Dynasty.

Immediately, Wei Zhongxian's eyes widened, and he quickly snatched the copper coin in his hand, looked carefully, and saw that what was written on the copper coin was actually the words "Apocalypse Tongbao"!

His heart sank, and he immediately felt that the discovery of this thing was not a good omen.

But maybe I can take advantage of this...

The palm print eunuch slapped the horse, but he didn't want to offer the wrong object, and sure enough, Wei Zhongxian's long donkey face was cloudy and uncertain, and he was gradually deformed by anger.

Wei Zhongxian sneered a few times, and suddenly slapped the palm print eunuch.

Hearing a crisp sound, a red handprint suddenly appeared on the face of the palm print eunuch of the Needlework Bureau, and with an oops, he rolled down the stone steps.

He didn't understand what was going on, but he saw Wei Zhongxian clutching a few ancient coins tightly, his eyes rolled in his sockets a few times, and then he turned around and went straight to Xinuan Pavilion.

When Wei Zhongxian was far away, all the eunuchs of the Needlework Bureau ran out, and soon someone asked restlessly:

"Father-in-law, what's wrong with the factory minister, suddenly got so angry."

This palm print was slapped hard, whether it can save a life or two words, how dare you mention this matter again, that is, he turned around and said angrily:

"What is there to ask?"

"The factory said that the progress of our needlework bureau is slow, and we must rush out the clothes of the East Sixth Palace before sunset tomorrow."

"Why don't you go to work?"

The eunuchs muttered a few times, but did not dare to ask any more, and they all dispersed as birds and beasts.

"Presumptuous!"

In the East Warm Pavilion, Zhu Youxiao angrily threw the brush into the hall and said:

"Donglin Academy actually has the ancient money of the 'Apocalypse Tongbao', what do they want to do when they hide this kind of thing?"

"Rebellion!"

Wei Zhongxian saw that the emperor was so angry, and he couldn't tell for a while whether he was acting with him or really starting Longxing.

He turned and shouted outside the hall:

"Didn't you listen to the emperor's words, who proposed the era name, beat me to death!"

Wang Chaohui stepped out of the Qianqing Palace and gave an order to a little eunuch outside the palace, and the little eunuch turned around and went to Dongchang.

"Didn't Zhao Kuangyin say that the prime minister needs to use scholars?" Zhu Youxiao gasped for a moment, sneered, and said:

"My Hanlin Academy is a reading wizard who has been scientifically examined from all over the world, and he is famous, knowledgeable, and speaks well."

"When the era name was drawn up last year, why didn't anyone know that this era name was used by others?"

"It's interesting, it's really a good showman, and it actually made me make such a big oolong in this apocalypse."

Wei Zhongxian was silent for a moment, and suddenly clapped his hands with pleasure, and said, "Congratulations to the emperor." ”

"Joy what?"

Zhu Youxiao looked at Song Shu and didn't raise his head.

"This is Jia Xiangrui from heaven, and it is my inexhaustible expedition from now on!"

When Zhu Youxiao heard this, he was very amazed by Lao Wei's ability to examine the holy will, and he was also extremely cooperative, his eyes lit up, and he was a lot more pleasant.

He leaned back in the chaise longue and sighed deeply:

"When I returned to Beijing for a month, there were more things to do than I went to Beijing for several months, Zhongxian, I am so tired..."

Wei Zhongxian was stunned for a moment, then immediately withdrew from everyone, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the slaves and maids are here to share your worries, what kind of, they just deduct it from me."

Suddenly, Zhu Youxiao said on a whim:

"Zhongxian, you go and make arrangements, I haven't been there for a long time in Nanhaizi, I'll go tomorrow!"

"Prepare bow horses, and use war horses from the time of the expedition."

Wei Zhongxian is not the same as the Donglin Party, what the emperor wants to do, he just obeys the order, immediately responds, and quietly retreats.

Because Empress Zhang Yan's belly became more and more prominent, Zhu Youxiao went to Yongshou Palace, one of the six palaces in the west, tonight.

Nanjing Yingyangwei Duan's family, who was registered as a pure concubine after the third election last time, was also selected out of 5,000 people, and was a beautiful woman with water and spirit.

After not being exposed to rain and dew for a long time, the pure concubine was pleasantly surprised, and after the nervous dressing and bathing, she welcomed the emperor into the palace with the best attitude.

That night, at the moment of the Spring Festival, there was no need to mention it again.

......

Just after the Xia Yuan Festival, without waiting for anyone to take a breath, the Ministry of Rites and the Cabinet made a recital, the theme of which was the palace examination topic on the ninth day of the second month of the second year of the Apocalypse.

The initial plan is two, asking the heart of the emperor and the government of the emperor.

The palace examination, also known as the imperial examination, is the highest level of the imperial examination, and those who can come to this point have some real talent and learning.

When Zhu Youxiao first saw these two topics, he also frowned and was confused, this is too general, what can he ask?

In the Ming generation, the questions asked are the same, such as the politics of the country, the heart of the emperor, or the ancient and modern etiquette, many candidates can guess it.

In the palace examination in the second year of the Apocalypse, the champion is a man named Wen Zhenmeng, and it seems that there is also Lu Xiangsheng, Zhu Youxiao remembers this person, who is a rare all-rounder among civil officials.

Lowering his eyes and looking at the music in his hand, soon, Zhu Youxiao's approval went down, the meaning is very simple, no, this topic has to be changed!

Originally, it should be possible to discuss etiquette, political and other policy issues, but the emperor did not pass, and there must be a reason.

Ministers can get to this position, naturally they all have two brushes, the cabinet and the Ministry of Rites are combined with each other, and soon someone will put forward a new policy project.

Those who came to the palace to test were all the so-called elite scholars in the world.

Didn't the emperor just come back from his expedition to the southwest? That's right, let these people appreciate the new policies implemented by the imperial court in the southwest!

For example, forcibly changing the land and returning to the stream, and another example, opening a school to let the people of Tusi learn Chinese, sinicization, and popularize basic culture.

As soon as Zhu Youxiao saw this topic again, he didn't say a word, and immediately allowed it.

The emperor nodded, and the policy of the second year of the Apocalypse was decided-ask the government of Southwest Yixun.

The people who wrote the questions are all scholars of this dynasty, and there will be no problems in knowledge.

This question seems simple, but in fact it is very political, and it also tests the divergent thinking of scholars.

The answers on the exam paper can easily tell whether a person has real talent and learning.

Zhu Youxiao was a little curious, as soon as the topic was changed, could Wen Zhenmeng still be the champion of the Renxu Science Palace Examination?

When Wei Zhongxian heard the news, he laughed happily, and he could see at a glance that these elders in the cabinet were also learning from him.

Pretty fast!

This time, Wei Zhongxian didn't understand the things in learning, but the palace tried to ask the emperor about the southwest politics, didn't this make those scholars praise the emperor?

If you are a speech official, you can fight for the name of Qingliu by criticizing current politics, and these scholars who participated in the palace examination, which of them did not come to gain the emperor's affirmation and become famous.

These old immortals, all of them are also cunning and cunning!