The dignified military department Shangshu was scared of a stroke because of the inspection of the forbidden army.

Hearing this news, Zhu Houxi gritted his teeth, and did not have any pity and sympathy, so that such a cargo management department is the sorrow of Daming! He must be disgraced.

"Go! Lift Wang Xian up! Zhu Houxi hated and hated, doing this, he almost stuffed Ollie into the mouths of the ministers, and asked them how it tasted, and the mood of the ministers can be imagined.

The guards didn't care what the adults thought, and they carried Wang Xian up in accordance with the holy decree.

This is a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, a long stream of saliva, all over his clothes, one hand curled up into a chicken paw, seeing Zhu Houxi, seeing the ministers, it seems to understand, and wants to struggle to stand up.

But one of his legs was already useless, and he fell heavily to the ground, rolling right at Mao Cheng's feet.

Mao Cheng subconsciously looked at it, only to see Wang Xian's old tears, and suddenly, he touched the ground with his forehead, clanging, and a whining sound came out of his throat, so pitiful.

Blood splattered on Mao Cheng's official uniform, making it impossible for him to remain silent.

"Your Majesty! Although Wang Butang was wrong, he had a lot of credit in the past, and he also contributed to the battle of Yingzhou. The minister implored His Majesty to send a famous doctor to recuperate, and not to investigate the fault of Wang Butang. ”

After Mao Cheng finished speaking, he knelt on the ground, and Yang Tan of the household department was stunned for a moment, and also knelt down to plead.

Although the rest of the ministers did not express their position, the rabbit died and the fox was sad, who could not be sad and angry, and the soldiers could not be killed!

Zhu Houxi's gaze swept over everyone's faces, taking in everyone's performance. Suddenly, he laughed loudly, "This inspection of the forbidden army is just a whim, it is nothing. It's just that Wang Xian has been an official for many years, and now he is seriously ill, so I'm afraid he won't be able to continue to stay in the military department. “

"Ladies and gentlemen, who do you think is suitable?"

Do you still need to ask?

Who else could it be besides Yang Minggong!

Zhu Houxi's gaze fell on Yang Tinghe, "Elder Ge, what do you mean?" ”

The corners of Yang Tinghe's mouth twitched twice, his fists clenched, and then he released them again. Yang Tinghe has seen the world, just the lack of the forbidden army, it will not intimidate him, in this world, there are too many things to stand the test. Clan, Minister, Salt Administration, Finance, Land...... Which one is not ten thousand times more serious than the forbidden army!

It's a pity that I can't say this to Zhu Houxi, and I can't say it in public.

Yang Tinghe had no choice but to say: "Your Majesty, Wang Xian is indeed not suitable to serve as the secretary of the Ministry of War, as for the candidate for the secretary, does it have to be recommended by the court?" "Tingtui is recommended by hundreds of officials, and it may change again when the time comes.

Zhu Houxi was not fooled, and said: "I have long known Wang Shouren's talent, and I am pondering, no courtier will come out and challenge Wang Shouren, right?" Zhu Houxi looked at them, as if to say, you have the ability to stand up!

Seeing that everyone's faces were flushed and there was nothing to say, Zhu Houxi finally laughed and said: "Since this is the case, hurry up and send an edict to let Wang Shouren enter Beijing!" ”

Yang Tinghe gritted his teeth and was silent for a long time, Zhu Houxi just stared at it, and dared to refuse, it's a big deal to change the first assistant, or ...... Change the emperor! After a long confrontation, Yang Tinghe finally couldn't hold on. Coming out of the palace, the face of this Shousuke-sama was obviously countless times more ugly than before.

Enabling Wang Yangming really poked Yang Tinghe's sore spot, making him unable to calm down, a Wang Yangming is ten thousand times more serious than the shortage of the forbidden army! The child doesn't know the shade, as long as he gives him some color, he dares to open a dyeing workshop! So the young son of heaven's ass wants to be beaten, and Wang Shouren can't let it go! With the old man here, none of you can turn the sky! Yang Tinghe thought hideously.

……

"Xiao Fugui, do you think I let it go gently, it's a bit undeserved?" Zhu Houxi leaned on the dragon chair and said with a smile.

Just look at his virtues, this kid is satisfied!

In fact, the shortage of the forbidden army and Wang Xian's stroke, if you continue to investigate, I don't know how many heads have landed, let alone how many yamen will be implicated!

Even Wang Yue was very curious, how lively it would be!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

But the problem is that Zhu Houxi's side is indeed no one available, should Wang Yue be the secretary of the military department? If you continue to use Yang Tinghe, what is the difference from before?

"Everything has to wait for Wang Shouren to enter Beijing!" Zhu Houxi suddenly said: "Xiao Fugui, do you really believe in Wang Shouren so much?" ”

Wang Yue said without hesitation: "There is no need to doubt his ability and strength, but I am worried that he is unwilling to enter Beijing." ”

"What?" Zhu Houxi was anxious, "I rewarded him with the title of prince and taibao, the secretary of the military department, and the commander-in-chief Rong Zheng, such a great favor, he still shirked it, is it possible that I want to give him the first assistant?" Zhu Houxi asked in surprise, he wanted to give it, but Yang Tinghe couldn't take it!

Wang Yue chuckled, he was very sure that Yang Minggong didn't care about the level of his official position.

He was nearly fifty years old and knew his destiny.

What does Wang Yangming think?

He wants to be a filial son, and for so many years, he has made his father too worried, so he hopes to serve his father and spend his last days well.

Secondly, he cares about his own mind, he wants to improve his knowledge, and pass on what he has learned all his life.

As for making meritorious contributions and being promoted to a knighthood, it is not on his heart at all.

Zhu Houxi was worried, "Fugui, according to what you said, what should I do if Wang Shouren refuses to obey the edict?" ”

Wang Yue said: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that Wang Shouren must be ordered to be edicted, and the minister can write a letter." ”

Zhu Houxi laughed, "Fugui, can you convince Wang Shouren?" ”

"It's not Wang Shouren, it's his father-Wang Hua!" Wang Yue smiled and said: "Wang Shouren's biggest weakness now is Wang Hua, and the biggest worry of the old man Wang Hua is also his precious son, so asking the old man to help persuade is the right medicine!" ”

Zhu Houxi groaned slightly, and couldn't help but stroke his palms and laugh, this little rich man is simply getting more and more ghostly, this method is really good!

……

Eyes turned to Jiangnan, Yuyao, Zhejiang.

At the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, due to the fact that Jiangxi suffered less damage from the war, Jiangxi literati were once full of courts.

But with the peace of the world for a long time, the economy of Jiangnan is highly developed.

Take Zhejiang as an example, the mountains are continuous, mainly low hills, tea plantations, mulberry fields, dotted with dots, the sea is unobstructed, the trade routes are unimpeded, and the fields grow out of real money and silver.

The rich economic conditions, coupled with the custom of cultivating and reading heirlooms, make Zhejiang full of schools, reading aloud, and the sound of reading is in the ears.

The schoolchildren shook their heads and immersed themselves in it, hoping to make a name for themselves and glorify their ancestors, so that their parents and relatives could enjoy the glory and share the joy.

Just outside a private school, next to the smooth Lying Niu Stone, an old man with white hair sat silently, staring at the school dozens of steps away.

Listening to the sound of reading inside, he narrowed his eyes and was content.

"Sir, sir! Our uncle is back! ”

The old man didn't hear it, and the next person thought that his ears were not good, so he didn't hear clearly, so he could only lean into the old man's ear, "Master, the old man came back to see you from Yingtian." ”

The old man finally withdrew his gaze with a faint smile on his face, "Let him come here!" ”

The next person said, "What's the matter with this old man?" My son came all the way back to see you, and he didn't enter the house, but ran away from the wind, what is the reason?

"Master, uncle has worked hard, let him ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, people who can command thousands of troops and horses, do they still care about this little wind?"

The subordinate finally didn't dare to speak, and after a while, there was a thin, pale middle-aged man walking over quickly, his pace was very fast, very steady, his beard was fluttering, his demeanor was graceful, especially a pair of eyes, clear as water, bright as pearls, anyone who saw it, knew that he was by no means an ordinary person.

The old man looked at him, smiled happily, and patted the empty space beside him, "Quick, sit down." ”

The other party did not rush to sit down, but first opened his shirt and knelt on the ground.

"Boy Shouren, meet Father!"

The old man was displeased, "You have a beard, why do you still talk about these false courtesies!" Quick, sit with your dad for a while. ”

Wang Yangming got up, he sat on the low place of the stone, half a head shorter than his father, the two fathers and sons sat like this, the breeze was blowing, and the old man Wang Hua enjoyed it very much.

He spoke slowly, "When you were the top student in your father's examination and gave you leave, you were only nine years old at that time, and your father sat on this stone with you in his arms and told you "Mencius". ”

Wang Yangming nodded again and again, "Father's teachings, children are toothless and unforgettable, and the way of Mencius has many similarities with the children's understanding of the mind." If there were no fathers, there would be no children today. It's just that the child is dull, and his career in the imperial examination is far inferior to his father. The child swore that he would also take the top prize, but he only ended up with a second-class jinshi! ”

"Hahaha!"

Wang Hua couldn't help laughing, "The father is more powerful than you, which is a champion title." But a hundred years later, no one knows you Wang Shouren! But few people can remember what the champions of Daming are...... Son, you are not as much a father as you! ”

When Wang Yangming heard his father say this, he couldn't help but stand up and said in fear: "Father, although the child is nearly half a hundred years old, he neither knows the destiny of heaven nor his own destiny, and what can be boasted about is learning. It's just that there are still too many flaws in the mind, and the child is really afraid of himself...... Nothing! ”

Wang Hua waved his hand, "This is your own view of yourself, others don't see it that way." ”

Wang Yangming was curious, "Father, who are you talking about?" ”

"He's a fun kid." Wang Hua stretched out his hand again and asked his son to sit down, he smiled and said, "You are very contradictory now, you talk about heart learning, but your heart is in a dilemma, right?" ”

Wang Yangming touched his nose and said with a smile: "I can't hide anything from my father's eyes, and the child is indeed lucky when he enters Beijing this time." ”

"Yes! It is only natural that the new monarch respects the father of the body. But if it is called filial piety, it is Shilin Wenchen who can't bear to see it. No one can say what the outcome of this matter will be. The righteousness of the name is the most difficult to say, but I am afraid that it will be debated for a long time. ”

"Father Takami." Wang Yangming lamented: "The child really doesn't want to set foot in this circle of right and wrong, if he can refuse, the child is willing to accompany his father, listen to the sound of reading, and write articles, that is the joy of the world." ”

Wang Hua stared at his son, as if he was looking at a perfect work of art.

Indeed, it is his greatest pride to be able to give birth to a son who is famous all over the world and has unparalleled talents. But Wang Hua also knew that although his son was a genius, he could not truly transcend the outside world and become a real sage.

"My son, my father just mentioned a little friend, and he asked him a question for my father. Learning from the heart is to act according to the heart. But if there are people under the Xinxue sect who support the succession, and some people who support the heirs, do they want to kill each other and fight happily, so that people can see the unbearable faces of the Xinxue disciples? ”

"This ......"

Wang Yangming's heart hit hard, and he said with a wry smile: "Father, this son wants to learn from his heart and take refuge in the past!" If this is the case, I am afraid that the mind will change. ”

Wang Hua nodded, "That's right, this son said, if not, the mind will be gone!" ”

The father and son are not subtle, the old man's words poked his heart, Wang Yangming's whole body trembled violently, although it was only a short moment, but it was also enough to show monstrous waves...... Wang Yangming sat on the stone and pondered for a whole day, when the morning sun appeared, he smiled, and the confusion in his eyes disappeared and became clearer.

In his hometown of Yuyao, Wang Yangming gave a lecture.

There wasn't much time, only three days.

But the news spread, the surrounding readers, immediately left, without the slightest stay, the readers rushed to come, but unfortunately they were still a step late, Ningbo and other places, three religions and nine streams, peddlers and pawns, no one came, tens of thousands of listeners, just to see the demeanor of Yang Minggong!