morning

Ma Wensheng reported the verification of the year-end plan and withdrew from the queue of the officials.

Liang Chu's face moved slightly, he took a step forward, and took out the sparse music from his cuffs: "Your Majesty, the minister feels that his strength is not enough, please beg to resign from the official, my son will resign with the minister, and I beg Your Majesty for permission." ”

The hall fell silent.

Baiguan stiffened for a moment, then recovered from the shock and erupted into a cacophony of voices.

Yan Chengjin looked up in astonishment, he didn't expect Liang Chu to be so strong.

The civil official has a good reputation, and the death of society may harm people's lives.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the civil officials of the imperial court had a upright atmosphere, and a shameless official like Wan An was an exception.

Many officials are embarrassed.

Xie Qian and the three of them turned back in disbelief and looked at Liang Chu, who was outspoken and daring, upright, and extremely talented.

He is a rare Qing official in the court, and his resignation is a loss to the court.

The most surprised was Ma Wensheng, who had a few words of greeting with Liang Chu when he was in the court, but he didn't expect him to resign.

Emperor Hongzhi opened his mouth slightly and took a deep breath: "Liang Qing's family should not be rash, I am not allowed, go back to the house to rest first." ”

Liang Chu was grateful, thought about it and put it back in his sleeve.

Only a few days have passed, Yan Chengjin heard that Liang Chu is sick at home, according to the previous life, Liang Chu still has more than 20 years to live.

Yan Chengjin asked Wang Ji to go to the doctor, so as not to blame His Majesty.

When Wang Shouren returned home, he was surprised to see Liang Ciji, hiding behind the stone lion.

"You say everyone can do it?"

"Yes, it was the official who said it, and not only that, but everyone can also be holy."

"But I'm weak, I can only shoot arrows, and I'm not as good as Wang Yue, how can I be a general?"

"It's enough to know how to shoot, you can study the art of war, I don't think you're a dull person." Wang Shouren felt that Liang Zi had talents.

These days, in Wuzijian.

I heard that before Liang Ci opened the meal, he secretly went to the kitchen to hide steamed buns, and often shirked the exercises with the pain of his body, and was slightly punished and cried.

At worst, it is a trick, and at worst, it is a strategy.

And he is not afraid of death, maybe he is really like the old brother said, he is a general.

"I want to go back to Wuzijian, but Lord Wang needs to promise the students that they can't practice excessively, let alone punish them."

Liang Zifu knew that it was unlikely, but he still said it.

Wang Shouren's face was as usual: "This official promises you." ”

Yan Fu,

The New Year is approaching, and I don't know how my father is on the border, Yan Chengjin decided to repair a book:

In less than three years, the imperial court will attack Tatars, can my father have exercises on the border? The son heard that the Great Wall on the border had been repaired to Alxa, at that time, the three sides of Yansui would be stable and peaceful, and it was difficult to make military merits...... The New Year is approaching, and when my father saw the letter, he was afraid that it had already passed. The son has been promoted to the imperial history, but this official is only a small Qiqing family, insignificant, for the common people in the world, for the peace of everything, the son will also ask for promotion...... After reading, it will be burned.

When I finished writing the letter, I looked out the window, and it seemed that it was just after noon.

He Neng smiled: "The master will be happy when he sees it, and the small one will buy clothes for the master, as well as the house steward." ”

The wages of the housekeeper were always in the account room, and he did not spend any money on the frontier, so he did not send them.

Yan Chengjin ordered someone to send the letter to Wang Yue, and Wang Yue's cronies sent it to the camp tent.

Returning to Xinyuan to drink tea, Menzi trotted to report: "Young master, the people from the Li Mansion invite you to go." ”

Li Dongyang?

Li Dongyang couldn't avoid it, what did he ask him to do in the house?

Yan Chengjin came to the Li Mansion suspiciously.

The butler personally welcomed him to the main hall and made tea and snacks.

Li Qing'e came with a brocade plate: "This is a Confucian dress made for Lord Yan." ”

Wearing a snow-blue long skirt, her slender body is thought-provoking, and Yan Chengjin can't take her eyes off.

Li Dongyang coughed dryly: "Look at whether the clothes fit or not, don't think about it." ”

His eyes were always on Yan Chengjin, afraid that this son would have dangerous thoughts.

If it weren't for his daughter's plea, he wouldn't have let this son come to the door.

"If you are afraid of poison, leave it to the old man to wear."

Li Dongyang saw through Yan Chengjin's thoughts, and his face was not good.

Yan Chengjin was stunned in place, thinking for a moment: "Xiaguan try." ”

Holding a moon-white robe, he walked into the side room, and after a while, he came out in moon-white civilian clothes.

"How does the young lady know the size of the officer?"

Li Qing'e's eyes showed joy: "The chief of the house said casually." ”

Li Dongyang stroked his beard and interrupted ruthlessly: "Take your clothes and leave, the official is going to eat." ”

"Daddy..."

"It's okay, the lower officials still have important matters."

Yan Chengjin came out of the main hall of the Li Mansion and met Wang Shouren and Liang Ciji.

"Brother Gao, I want Brother Liang to return to Wuzijian."

Liang Ci was scared of being beaten by Yan Chengjin, and he was a second-grade official, so he didn't dare to offend.

"This person has retired from Wuzijian."

"I agreed with the old brother that after three months, Liang Ci could go north to guard Liaodong, and asked the old brother to allow him to return to Wuzijian and no longer be embarrassed."

Yan Chengjin sat in the sedan chair and faded out of the sight of the two.

Wang Shouren looked at Liang Jiayu: "If the old brother doesn't refute, he agrees." ”

WU Zijian,

Wang Yue took the rattan and taught Wang Chun and the three Wu Zi the art of war.

Liaodong needs a defender, and this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

It is not easy for the imperial court to send generals, which means that it is an opportunity for promotion.

"The generals of the nine borders of the Ming Dynasty, the old man knows everything about it, and Liaodong will become one of the important border towns, which is a great opportunity for promotion."

The three of them walked around the school yard and practiced desperately.

Seeing Wang Shouren coming with Liang Cixuan, he shouted: "I haven't come yet." ”

"Uncle, you don't have to practice martial arts in the future."

"If you don't practice martial arts, how can you fight?!"

Liang Ciyi had lingering palpitations about Wang Yue, but Wang Shouren really promised him that he would no longer practice martial arts, get up every day to listen to Wang Shouren talk about the art of war, and watch the stars at night.

aroused the envy of the Wang Chun brothers.

……

The rest is over, and the court will go to court after the Hundred Officials Festival.

Emperor Hongzhi piled up a bunch of sparse pieces and brought them all to the Fengtian Temple.

"In Danzhou, Hainan, there are boats drifted to Xinying Port in Guangdong by the sea breeze, and there are more than ten generations, all of whom are from Annan."

Xiao Jing said with his throat raised.

Emperor Hongzhi was displeased: "These people have no certificates, and they also want to enter the Ming Kingdom and return to their country!" ”

Yan Chengjin's eyes flickered, with the reclamation of tuntian in the south, there was more land, and the people of Annam also smuggled to Daming, pretending to be homeless people, wanting to divide the land.

Xiao Jing continued to play: "Liaodong has been invaded by Tatars, and now there is heavy snow, and the minister Zhu Youshu begs to be exempted from paying for three years. ”

Three years?

One year is excusable, but three years is a bit much.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned slightly, thinking about whether it should be played.

Liu Jian said: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that two years is enough, and three years will only make the Tatars covet Liaodong even more." ”

If the silver is left in Liaodong City, it will provoke the Tatars. The silver allocated by the imperial court to Liaodong was not a few.

"Then be exempted from taxation for two years, Yan Qing's family, who will Wuzi send north?"

Yan Chengjin looked at Wang Shouren, only to see Wang Shouren stand up: "Liang Ci can go north to guard the town." ”

Liang Chu stood in the main hall and was slightly moved: "Your Majesty, my son has only entered the Wuzijian for three months, if he loses the city pass......"