Zhou Weijing's first task was to complete the political reform, but with the re-establishment of the society, the entire Zhejiang/Jiangxi was surging, and the political reform fell into a quagmire. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, he has also been a political envoy of Zhejiang/Jiangbu for many years, and there is no shortage of contacts and ability.

He went out in person, visited all over the place, and invited a large number of people.

In just three days, from the Provincial Academy of Literature to the Provincial Academy of Literature, more than a dozen colleges were ready to start recruiting students.

The enrollment of the Academy of Literature is extremely strict, first of all, the proportion of scholars from poor families accounts for seventy percent, and all prefectures and counties are required to enroll students according to the same ratio, and at the same time, each prefecture and county must have ten literary academies, and the number of students must not be less than one hundred!

Immediately afterwards, a notice was posted, making it clear that the abolition of the imperial examination, and the future path of scholars, there is only the Academy of Literature, and nothing else!

At the same time, Zhou Weijing also learned from Zhu Xu, no longer relying on the political secretary and the judge, but starting from scratch, directly improving the governor's yamen, bypassing the two divisions to take over the entire Zhejiang/Jiangxi government affairs.

With the rapid advancement of Zhou Weijing's movements, a line was drawn for Zhejiang/Jiang officials and the Shilin class.

Either move closer to him and the court, or cut off your career!

This naturally caused a strong backlash from Zhejiang/Jiangsu, and even the entire Jiangnan Shilin Group, and the opposition of the Restoration Society became stronger and stronger.

Thousands of scholars surrounded the Hangzhou/Prefecture Governor's temporary residence, and the slogans were shouted loudly.

One after another Zhejiang/Jiangxi officials, those in the government and the opposition, those with great fame and prestige, regardless of their status, all visited Zhou Weijing one after another.

The governor's yamen, which had been burned down, was being rebuilt rapidly, and Zhou Weijing stood in the attic of Hangzhou/Zhou Mansion, looking at it from a distance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and a relaxed expression.

Huang Dezhong and Li Dongxu were standing behind him, looking at his expressions, their eyes were slightly different.

Li Dongxu's heart moved, and he stepped forward and said, "My lord, but what is the best way?" ”

Zhou Weijing smiled without saying a word, holding the railing with both hands, and said with a smile: "You will know soon." ”

Li Dongxu, Huang Dezhong and others frowned, glanced at each other, and still looked puzzled.

Zhou Weijing's actions hit the nail on the head, and many people also saw Zhang Fuzhi, an old fox, and learned to confine the juniors involved in the restoration of the society at home, including Gu Yanwu, Chen Zilong and other backbones of the restoration society.

But the resumption of the society, which has lost its backbone, is getting more and more out of control, and there are tens of thousands of scholars in support of Zhejiang/Jiangsu, and large-scale associations are also brewing.

Zhang Pu, who can't get out, doesn't mean that he has no other way, in the backyard of Zhang's house, in a firewood room.

There are only four people, Xia Yunyi, Hou Qizeng, Yang Tingshu, and the head of the Restoration Society, Zhang Pu.

Hou Qizeng's expression was solemn, and he said, "Qiandu, the imperial court is determined to drive me out, I heard from the governor's yamen detective that we and others have been on the 'black list' and are forbidden to enter the provincial academy." ”

Xia Yunyi's face was ugly, and he said coldly: "The imperial court is in power, and I can't understand our heart at all, if it continues like this, Daming will only fall into the abyss, and there is no way to extricate himself!" ”

Yang Tingshu looked at Zhang Pu and said with a look of shame: "I hesitated and doubted the dryness before, but now I am really ashamed to think about it." The imperial court has clearly planned a long time ago to exterminate the Fushe, and this time it is menacing, and it will definitely not stop. ”

Zhang Pu listened to the words of several people, especially Yang Tingshu, his expression remained unchanged, but he was smug in his heart, his eyes swept over the three of them without moving, and he muttered for a while on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Three, the situation we are facing is also imminent, and now if you want to save it, there is only one way!" ”

The three of them looked shocked, and said in unison, "Say it quickly!" ”

Zhang Pu looked out the window, leaned closer, and said in a low voice: "Three, we must let the imperial court see our strength, I have written a letter and agreed to hold a conference in Tiger Hill in five days, and at that time, once united, the number of people alone will exceed 10,000!" ”

The three of them are all wide-eyed, if the number of people who join the society exceeds 10,000, the energy behind it will definitely make the court look sideways, and they will no longer act rashly!

Hou Qi once said: "Okay! Well, great! Dryness, when you ascend to the heights, you will inevitably gather from the crowd! ”

Yang Tingshu's eyes flickered, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and said, "It's not enough, let's invite a few more adults to go together as a witness!" ”

Xia Yunyi pressed his hands on the table and said excitedly: "Good idea!" My father has an old relationship with Wang Xiangjin Wang, and he also appreciates our resumption of the society very much, and he will definitely be willing to go! ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Pu also agreed, and looked at the three of them cautiously: "Find a few more people, and the momentum must be loud at that time!" Also, I remember that the day after tomorrow is the birthday of the mother of Master Li, and you are going to come to me to participate in it and leave Hangzhou/Zhou together! ”

The three of them would understand and said, "Don't worry! ”

The turmoil in the south of the Yangtze River is surging and agitating, and other places are not calm.

Shaanxi/West, Yu/Lin.

Song Xiance has been living a very bad life these days, although he escaped from prison, he can only hide in Tibet, rely on some friends to help him live, and he also knows that his career has been broken, so he can only survive.

However, recently he met a very good person, called Huang Lai'er, I don't know the specific name, he is bold and generous, and has a gentle temperament, especially the post station has become private, and the treatment has risen sharply.

He knew that Huang Laier liked to read very much, and he also had some knowledge, and the two were very compatible.

On this day, he came to Huang Lai'er's yard with wine, and when he saw that the door was not closed, he didn't care, he entered the door with a smile, and said loudly: "Brother, I came to drink with you." ”

But after calling a few times and not answering, he stepped forward suspiciously, and as he approached, there were strange sounds in his ears.

As a frequent visitor to the Qinglou, he naturally heard it, shook his head and smiled, and said, "This Huang brother is in a hurry." ”

But suddenly, his face changed, the man's voice was not his brother Huang Lai'er!

Song Xiance was dressed in a Confucian shirt, his face was white, and he stood there as if he had been struck by lightning, stiff and unable to move.

He frowned, his face changed a few times, and finally he stared at the room coldly, turned and left.

At this moment, his brother Huang Lai'er also encountered trouble, although the post station gave more money, but after the rectification, the secret income was gone, and he was used to spending a lot of money, so he borrowed a lot of silver, and now he can't pay it back, and he was used to collecting debts with a knife, and he was also hiding in Tibet, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Mountain/East, Ji/South, Governor Yamen.

Li Yan sat at the desk, staring at the book in his hand, unable to read it.

He has been in a very bad mood recently, because he has not taken the examination twice in the Provincial Academy of Literature, and there is only one chance left.

His wife, Tang Shi, brought a bowl of ginseng soup and comforted him softly: "Husband, if you don't go out for a walk, you can only read when you are in a good mood." ”

When Li Yan heard this, he threw down the book in his hand and said with a cold face: "Hmph, I don't know which faint official proposed to cancel the imperial examination, and a large number of places in the Academy of Literature were given to the poor family, where is there any justice at all, it is clear that they don't want us to be admitted!" No wonder Jiangnan Shilin is so fierce, if it were me, I wouldn't stop! ”

Tang had a gentle temperament, walked over, gently squeezed his shoulder, and said softly: "Husband, doesn't my father have three recommended places in his hands?" As long as your father recommends you, you can directly enter the Provincial Academy of Literature without taking the exam. ”

As compensation for the abolition of the imperial examination, officials above the seventh rank of the Ming Dynasty have quotas to recommend students for admission.

Li Yan frowned, he has a strong nature, but he will not enter the Academy of Literature through 'nepotism', in his opinion, if he enters the Academy of Literature like this, then his career will not be glorious!

Li Yan forcibly suppressed the irritability in his heart, and picked up the book again, "Okay, you can go." ”

Tang nodded slightly, in her opinion, her husband was just unlucky. After all, her husband was a person in the Apocalypse, and it was not difficult to get a middle scholar, let alone just take the entrance exam.

In fact, in the northern provinces where political reform has been completed, such people abound.

The exam questions come from the Royal Political Yuan in the capital, and they are biased towards 'people's livelihood', 'economy', and 'pragmatism'. On the other hand, many children from poor families can be easily admitted. And as colleges and universities bloom everywhere and there are more and more students, the competition for the children of wealthy families will become greater and greater.

It's not just about admission, it's about career in the future!

Hangzhou/Prefecture Capital, Zhangfu.

Only one day later, Hou Qizeng, Xia Yunyi and others smiled and entered Zhang's Mansion with joy.

Hou Qi once raised his hand to Zhang Fuzhi and said respectfully: "Boss, tomorrow is the birthday of Master Li's mother, and we are here to invite Qiandu to go with us." ”

Zhang Fuzhi took a sip of tea, glanced at the three of them lightly, paused for a while, and said to his subordinates: "Go and call the eighth child." ”

Hou Qizeng's eyes flashed with joy, and he stood there respectfully.

Zhang Fuzhi's expression was indifferent, his whole body was full of majesty, he looked at the three of them, his brows furrowed, but he didn't say anything.

Zhang Pu came soon, raised his hand at Zhang Fuzhi and bowed, "Uncle." ”

Zhang Fuzhi's expression was flat, and he said: "Tomorrow is Li Xuezheng's mother's birthday, if you want to go, you can go, and if you can, you won't come back." ”

Zhang Pu listened to Zhang Fuzhi's words, his brows furrowed deeply, Zhang Fuzhi told him clearly in front of outsiders: 'If you go out of this door today, you won't be the Zhang family'!

He knew this uncle's methods very well, glanced at Hou Qizeng and the others, raised his hand and said solemnly: "Please also ask my uncle for advice." ”

Zhang Fuzhi glanced at him, stood up and walked inside, and his voice came back faintly: "There is news from the Beijing Division, the Donglin Party has been dismissed and imprisoned since Ye Xianggao, and in half a day, the news will arrive." ”

Zhang Pu's eyes widened, but Hou Qizeng couldn't believe it, and said loudly: "Impossible! The influence of the lords of Donglin is so great, how dare the imperial court! ”

Just as Hou Qizeng's words fell, a subordinate stumbled over, chased Zhang Fuzhi's back, and said loudly: "Master, it's not good, Lord Wang has been imprisoned!" ”

In Zhejiang/Jiang, he can be called Wang Daren, which is Wang Xiangjin, the former political envoy of the right political secretary.

Zhang Fuzhi's footsteps paused, turned his head and said coldly: "What crime?" ”

That humanity "is 'encroaching on people's land, resisting the will and disrespecting.'" ”