Uncle Yang put down the wine cup, and silently thought in his heart that this sake was really unpalatable, but it was not a problem, earlier the emperor said that he wanted to send him two servants with quick hands and feet, so as to help him do the trivial things in the house, after all, there is now an old housekeeper in the house, two maids who have been busy in the kitchen, it seems really bad to let them go to the street to buy wine, but it was rejected by Uncle Yang, he likes to be quiet, and the house does not seem to need so many people, He Bixian and Pu Xianyu have already made him a little unaccustomed, let alone more people.

Uncle Yang smiled lightly when he thought of the teacher who revealed weirdness everywhere and the junior brother who looked a little dumbfounded, and the junior brother Su Ang was not stupid, but he didn't speak much, and he was already practicing his sword under the waterfall before dawn every day. Uncle Yang didn't know what justice he wanted, but obviously this justice was not so easy to get back.

Uncle Yang sighed lightly, picked out a volume from the pile of books next to him, looked at it carefully, and suddenly he seemed to think of something again.

"Uncle Ying, prepare the carriage quickly, I want to go to the palace!"

The old butler should be far away. Uncle Yang got up and changed his clothes, put on his new black brocade official uniform, and put on a brocade ribbon Feixia crown. Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Uncle Yang couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, it was still comfortable in the previous linen robe, and he was not afraid of where it would suddenly break, like this dress was always worried about where it would suddenly crack, and he didn't know it, so that others would see the joke plainly. But this is already the emperor's biggest concession, according to the emperor's will, he has to add a big Dongzhu to the Feixia crown, Uncle Yang refused, maybe he has been poor for a long time, looking at the extravagant official uniform, he always feels like a canary in a cage, not free at all, and he doesn't want others to only look at his clothes.

Uncle Yang sighed again, shook his head helplessly, and went out. Although the old housekeeper is old and walks a little tremblingly, he handles the big and small things in the house very well, and has never disturbed Uncle Yang.

There was an equally simple carriage parked in front of the simple mansion, and it was a brown-red old horse pulling the cart, if it weren't for the iron-clad majestic Pu Xianyu standing in front of the carriage, I was afraid that no one would know that this was the carriage of the imperial lieutenant, and this imperial lieutenant was a first-class minister in the court, and he was more powerful than the imperial lieutenants and prime ministers of other dynasties and generations.

Originally, the emperor wanted to change all the things of Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang strongly objected, Xuanzong had to give up, and only rewarded him with the official hat of the government, I remember that when he put it on the first day of the court, several courtiers even sneered, Uncle Yang just smiled slightly, even the people who did not have this bit of the city government are not worthy of being his opponents, his opponents are those who are still patiently lurking.

Pu Xianyu came over and held Uncle Yang's arm, slowly watched him go in, put away the horse za, jumped up and shook the reins and went straight towards the palace gate.

The streets are really bustling with people, and there are all kinds of small vendors. In the past, when the people of Zhao were poor and weak, the imperial city was not affected much, but now it is even more lively, Uncle Yang is considering whether to cancel the curfew and continue to open the night market, the income of the night market in the past is sometimes higher than that of the white market.

The carriage arrived at the palace gate, Uncle Yang carefully looked at the palace gate, although he went in and out every day, but this was the first time he had the leisure to look at the magnificent palace gate in front of him, there were two large stone lions on both sides of the nearly one zhang five, it is said that this stone lion was carved out with a whole piece of the hardest Jiaozhou marble stone to find hundreds of craftsmen for nearly half a year, the two stone lions are only a little different, I heard the old chamberlain in the palace say that a female lioness is lying on her stomach a small lion, and the male lion is stepping on a stone ball, and the other parts are exactly the same, It's a little curious how these craftsmen do exactly the same.

Standing beside the two tall vermilion lacquer gates are two statue-like ironclad soldiers, this is the most elite emperor's army in the palace, this army has always been only the emperor can command the ground to move, even if others have a tiger talisman can not move.

However, since Uncle Yang's reform, the combat effectiveness of this emperor's army has decreased a lot, because he has transferred most of the ordnance in the hands of this army to the north despite everyone's opposition, and some people even make a big fuss about it, saying that Uncle Yang's move is to ignore the emperor's safety, which is equivalent to murdering the emperor, fortunately Xuanzong Huan Ji doesn't think so, otherwise I'm afraid that Uncle Yang's head will not be far from moving.

Pu Xianyu has been following Uncle Yang into the palace, he has a cold face, and everyone will stay away, who knows if there will be any danger in approaching such a cold-faced martial artist, so Uncle Yang often teases him: "Oh, smile, you look like this and easily scare children." Pu Xianyu's reply was: "I am ordered to protect the Lord, and it is my duty." Sure enough, the scholar and the martial artist would never go together, and Uncle Yang gave up completely.

Xuanzong's study was on the east side of the palace, close to the Zhaohua Palace, a low bungalow, the paint on the doors and windows was almost gone, and there was not a single guard by the door. Pu Xianyu watched Uncle Yang enter the study before turning around and standing by the door.

Huan Ji's study is very simple, with copper lampposts standing at the four corners, and the oil lamps on it will only be lit at night when there are important affairs, and they are usually dim. On the right-hand side is a long desk, behind which is a bookshelf, and the log bookshelf is full of bamboo slips and cloths, and there is nothing precious except for those books.

Huan Ji was sitting on the side of the desk and looking at the book seriously, and the old servant Chenghe was trembling and packing up the scrolls, and saw Uncle Yang walk in and get up and nod and go out.

Uncle Yang bowed and saluted, and Huan Ji waved his hand, signaling him to sit casually. Uncle Yang knelt down on the mat in front of the desk.

"I just happened to want you, and you came. Say, what's the matter? Huan Ji seems to be in a good mood.

"The emperor will say it first."

"Hehe, I'm looking for you for a private matter, but I know that you must be looking for me for business, let's say, is there something for me to do again?"

"How dare the minister let the emperor do it," Uncle Yang said with a smile, "The minister just thinks that if the previous dynasties want to be rich and strong, they must first have all kinds of talents, such as Guan Zhong when the Duke of Qi Huan, Shang Ying during the Duke of Qin Xiao, Dong Zhongshu during the Han Dynasty, etc., there are not many talents in the world, and there are even fewer outstanding people, if these people cannot be used by the imperial court, it is really a huge loss." ”

Huan Ji nodded: "Yes, but after I issued the order to seek merit, only Mr. came, but there was no way." Since Mr. has proposed it today, there must be some way to make these talents available to the imperial court, so you might as well talk about it. ”

"Your Majesty, the reason why the Qi State was strong during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period was all because of the Jixia School Palace, which was famous and attracted a large number of talents, who more or less made a little contribution to the Qi State, and these contributions were not even noticed, but they had a far-reaching impact."

Huan Ji thought about it carefully, he naturally understood why Uncle Yang said this, it was not the Taixue Palace that he closed back then, but his father Emperor Daizong, it was entirely because someone said that the Taixue Palace was too expensive, and those scholars were useless, either chanting poetry or playing chess and drinking, all of them were wine bags and rice bags, and people who sold their fame and reputation, and there was not much ink in their stomachs, but they had to let the government spend huge manpower and material resources to provide for them, Emperor Daizong felt that it made sense after hearing it, so he simply revoked the school palace and dispersed the students. Since then, the Taixue Palace has completely disappeared.

Uncle Yang saw that Huan Ji was thinking, and said: "Your Majesty, the Taixue Palace was originally under the jurisdiction of Taichangqing, but now that Huang Gongfu has been promoted to the crown prince and young master, the Taixue Palace is completely unattended. The emperor has heard of the grand debate during the Double Ninth Festival every year, and the emperor knows that all dynasties have their own ideas on government, whether it is the Legalists in the Qin Dynasty or the Confucianism in the Han Dynasty, why they show their heads, because they are suitable for this era, in fact, their emperor does not know what ideas are suitable for what ideas are not suitable, it is entirely because of the introduction of the bachelors who belong to that family. Gu Youmao recommended himself, and the premise of self-recommendation was that he had to have a chance, if he didn't have that opportunity, how could he show his edge? Your Majesty, Taixue Palace is to give them this opportunity, and they can know at a glance whether they are capable or mediocre. ”

Huan Ji heard Uncle Yang's words, felt that it made sense, couldn't help nodding, and said: "I always remember that this was established by the first emperor, I'm afraid it will be difficult to change, but then I think about it, my husband and I have changed a lot, even if we change one or two, what's the matter." Okay, I'll leave this matter to He Bi to do first, I've been working hard for days, Mr. has a good rest, and I still have to be busy, I also believe that He Bi can do this well first, if he can't even do such an easy thing, it's better to resign and go home. ”

Originally, Uncle Yang heard that the emperor agreed to build a school palace, and he couldn't help but feel happy for the world's scholars, but the emperor's words made him a little unhappy: "Your Majesty, building a school palace is by no means a simple matter, maybe Zhao Guo's national fortune is tied to it, how can it be said that it is a simple matter?" If you want to reopen the school palace, you must first choose a good day and an auspicious day to renovate the school palace, and then widely issue notices to inform the people of the world, and pray for the learned people to come with an open heart. It's all a big deal! ”

Huan Ji was stunned for a while by Uncle Yang's words, and hurriedly nodded yes. Uncle Yang eased up a lot, and said: "Your Majesty, the minister wants to take advantage of his temporary leisure to personally supervise all the affairs of the school palace, and it is really difficult for others to trust, if the school palace is built smoothly, then Zhao will not lack people of insight, which is the foundation of eternity." ”

After hearing this, Huan Ji shook his head helplessly: "That's it, you, you can't rest assured, I want to go by myself, okay, I agreed, but take care of your body, I can't live without you, and the people of Zhao can't live without you." ”

Uncle Yang bowed and said: "Emperor Xie cares, and the ministers obey the emperor's orders." As he spoke, he got up and left.

"Already leaving? You're done, but I haven't said a word about me. ”

Uncle Yang looked at Huan Ji, if he hadn't reminded him, he would have really forgotten it.

Huan Ji looked Uncle Yang up and down, and Uncle Yang was stunned for a while, what is the emperor doing today?

"Sir, how is it this year?"

"One in thirty." Uncle Yang felt inexplicable, would the emperor still pay attention to the age of his subordinates?

"Oh," Huan Ji nodded, "Have you ever married?" ”

What's going on lately, the emperor's question is exactly the same as what Zihua asked. "Never." Uncle Yang replied seriously.

"Okay," Huan Ji suddenly clapped his hands, "It's really a good thing, come, I'll take you to meet someone." ”