Quan Weiguo took out the pen, studied the ink, and handed a sheep to Zhu Si, Zhu Si scolded while picking up the pen: "You kid can scold people, right?" What do you know? It's a waste firewood that values the name and the light object, even the pigeons I raise are much more useful than you, at least my pigeons only work and don't scold, special mother, you said you don't let me raise, I want to raise! A crooked block letter was finally written, not only the handwriting could not bear to look at directly, but the content made everyone happy. The depression caused by Qu Renjie's crooked poems just now has been swept away. Quan Weiguo also took great pains to read Zhu Si's poems: "I have never known the poet's face, but I have known the poet's eight chiefs." Not a poet Changzhangba, how to fart on a high wall? After reading it, he turned around and shouted: "Long live Lord, your poem is really amazing!" ”

After laughing, Wang Chuanshan said worriedly: "Long live, the literati don't know the function of this carrier pigeon, so they will think that Qu Renjie's point of view is right, and now His Majesty has no idea about Qu Renjie's punishment, but he also wrote a poem to scold him. Zhu Si rolled up his sleeves and held the pen, looking at the poem that scolded Qu Renjie, and just now he had a feeling of Tang Bohu's possession. Listening to Wang Chuanshan, he felt that his poems were not only more vulgar, but even the font was far from Qu Renjie, but he was still happy that he was quick to speak. "It's okay, have I been scolded less by them over the years? No matter who scolds, I will listen to the right ones, and the wrong ones will only be treated as if they were farting on the wall. ”

Gu Tinglin finally found an opportunity to play on the topic, so he said: "When the Second Emperor died, in addition to tyranny and harming the people, another important reason was that he could not take scholars, which led to the scholars of the six countries of Shandong finally rebelling against him. Although it is difficult to call today's poems poems, they are harmless, but once they forget to take the Ming Dynasty, they will cause such ordinary idlers to do nothing, and rely on the words to guide the country all day long. ”

Zhu Si nodded and said: "Sir's words, I also think it is true, I have the intention of opening Enke, and now the Ming Dynasty is still in Nanjing, which is really a big celebration, and it is the right time to open Enke." However, the reason why I never mentioned this matter to my husband and brother was because I was thinking about how to open Enko this time. Gu Tinglin asked, "So have you figured it out?" Zhu Siyi spread his hands and said: "Not yet, but since Mr. has already raised this matter, then tomorrow at the court meeting, let's put it out and discuss it together." ”

There is no business, Gao Bizheng and Hao Yongzhong are fighting again, neither of them is convinced, they are making fists, and then holding the wine jar to drink. Although everyone thought they were a little noisy, Zhu Si didn't speak, and the others didn't dare to provoke these two. Because of Qu Renjie's crooked poems and Gu Tinglin's proposal to open the imperial examination, Zhu Si is obviously not in the mood, although more than a year ago, Daming has reopened the imperial examination. But only one imperial examination did not fully meet the vacancy of official positions in the court, Zhu Si had originally planned to open the Enke to take scholars, but he has always wanted to change the current imperial examination system in the Ming Dynasty.

As a descendant, Zhu Si always seemed to feel that there were many problems in the imperial examination system of the Ming Dynasty, but he was always afraid that taking too big a step would cause a backlash from the world's scholars, after all, the world was undecided, and the reform must be built on a solid foundation, otherwise his ruling position would be shaken. Don't think that Zhu Si is worrying about nothing, the Qing army has not been defeated, this is a big problem. However, at present, in addition to the Qing Dynasty being able to threaten Zhu Si's imperial power, there are many forces hidden in the circle of civil and scholar doctors waiting for an opportunity to overthrow him. There will always be some conspirators hidden in troubled times, and if you don't find them, it doesn't mean that they really don't exist. But once you are careless, they may have become a cancer on your body, and when you are terminally ill, it will be too late to regret everything.

For the king's difficulty, it is not as good as facing the abyss and walking on thin ice. Although Zhu Si is not greedy for imperial power, he also has his own life revenge, and before the life revenge is not realized, he cannot lose the foundation of his ambition, that is, his right.

Hao Yongzhong and Gao Bizheng's loud voices when they were drinking covered everything, and the others couldn't hear what the other side was saying if they wanted to speak. Zhu Si was thinking about some problems, so he didn't stop their noise, Gu Tinglin said goodbye to everyone in advance because he still had a few little princes' homework to prepare, maybe it was too noisy. But after all, they are here to congratulate him, even if Zhu Si has nothing on his mind, how can he not let the family make trouble, not to mention that it is inappropriate to talk about some major events in the DPRK and China at the banquet of congratulations. But after all, Ma Jinzhong had only returned to Nanjing once, and the brothers still had a lot to say, so Zhu Si left the banquet and came to the side of Goolan with Wang Chuanshan, He Wenduan and Ma Jinzhong, blowing the breeze and watching the boundless scenery of the Qinhuai River.

"Nanjing is really a good place, the streets and rain lanes, the six dynasties." Zhu Si's emotion ignited Wang Chuanshan's interest in studying. He said that Tianjie Rain Lane, Wang Chuanshan only knew that the Tianjie was from Han Yu's sentence, 'The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the grass is close but not close. The Bashui Chang'an is not Nanjing, but the source of the rain lane cannot be found. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy alley, I hope to meet a girl who is like a lilac and has a grievance. She is the color of lilacs, the fragrance of lilacs, and she complains in the rain, and she complains and hesitates......

Modern hazy poetry, Zhu Si probably only remembers this half of Dai Wangshu's "Rain Alley", three or five confidants, sitting around the hook railing, the simple and ordinary life makes him unable to extricate himself. "Could it be that the Long Live Lord is already planning to set the capital in Nanjing?" Wang Chuanshan asked, and Zhu Si was pulled back to the politics of reality. "I can't say for sure yet." Zhu Si replied: "If the conquest of the Ming Dynasty to expand its territory goes smoothly in the future, I still think that it is more appropriate for both the north and the south. The emperor and the crown prince each had a capital, the emperor focused on conquest, and the prince focused on political affairs. ”

Zhu Si said this, not necessarily sincerely, if this is the idea of the future heirs to the throne, it is better to say that this is his stone for his own imperial blueprint to ask for the way. Wang Chuanshan is the cousin of Zhu Cixuan and Zhu Ciye, the fourth sons of Zhu Si, and this relationship with the Su family makes him inevitably on the side of the queen on the issue of establishing a prince. Regardless of whether he is a generation of Confucians, the interests of relatives in the officialdom must be safeguarded first, and this is also in line with Confucian philosophy. He Wenduan represents the interests of Shu Yao Mu Qing, and Shu Yao only gave birth to one daughter, and Mu Qing gave birth to a prince not long ago.