The next day, Feng Shu, the Zongwei of the crown prince Hongli, came to the Confucius Temple and passed on the words of his Royal Highness to the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun, only to hear the latter frowning frequently.

"What do you mean?" The prince wants Paul Wenzhong?'

After Feng Shu left, Zhao Hongrun got up and paced in the room where he was resting.

"Luo Wenzhong is from the prince's side? It shouldn't be...... If Luo Wenzhong was really from the prince's side, there was no reason for him to take risks and try to solve the grievances between his son and me by designing and framing me, and he should have been forced to be helpless at that time...... So, is Luo Wenzhong the eldest brother of Xintou? Oh, there is a prince in this ministry?'

"Hehehe." Zhao Hongrun paced around the room with his hands behind his back and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, Your Highness?" Zong Wei asked puzzled.

You must know that when the Zongwei on the side of the prince of the East Palace was vaguely mentioned that he was not allowed to meddle in the internal affairs of the ministry, the Zongwei were afraid that his Royal Highness would attack on the spot.

"The prince's life doesn't seem to be very easy." Zhao Hongrun said with emotion: "Obviously, you are the prince and the prince, but you have to surrender your identity to win over the Lang officials of the ministry, just for that position, the prince is hard enough." ”

"After all, His Royal Highness King Yong and His Royal Highness King Xiang are currently in the court, and their voices are also very high." Zong Wei Gao Kuo said with a smile: "If the East Palace does not attract some officials from the DPRK and China, it is difficult to guarantee what will happen in the future." ”

"That's why these people are living too hard." Zhao Hongrun shook his head and said with a smile: "Like me, how comfortable is it to live?" ”

『……』

The sect guards looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

With such a highness, I really can't say whether it's luck or bad luck.

"Your Highness, now that the East Palace has intervened, shall we still investigate? And that Luo Wenzhong......" Wei Jiao couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Hongrun pursed his lips when he heard this: "Do I have any friendship with that prince?" He said he wouldn't intervene if he didn't intervene? How old is he? ”

"The family is the prince of the East Palace......

Zhong Zongwei suddenly cried and laughed.

But then again, the prince's Zongwei Feng Shu, his words and tone made the Zongwei also a little unhappy.

"But Your Highness, offending His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it's not good after all?" Zong Wei Zhu Gui hesitated to persuade.

"Humph!" Zhao Hongrun snorted lightly and said nothing.

It is undeniable that the brotherly feelings of the imperial family are the weakest, because these brothers will be fierce rivals for the throne in the future.

Therefore, those who become princes become princes, and those who go out of the cabinet to become kings go out of the cabinet to seal the king, and there is almost no time to exchange brotherly feelings except for festivals throughout the year.

Even Zhao Hongrun, who didn't have the slightest intention of winning the heir, only regarded Hongxuan, the ninth son of the emperor, as a brother in the past, as for the other brothers? In his eyes, they are just strangers with the same blood.

Oh, now I have to add a Six Emperor Brother Hongzhao, for the Six Emperor Brother who talks elegantly, has no arrogance, and can be used as an invisible gold lord in an emergency, Zhao Hongrun still has a good impression of him.

As for the other imperial brothers, Zhao Hongrun would only say that he was not familiar with him.

Indeed, take Prince Hongli and King Yongwang Hongyu as an example, they are the same age, they are twenty-five years old this year, and Zhao Hongrun is only fourteen years old.

I can't meet a few brothers this year, what kind of friendship can I have.

If Feng Shu is the Zongwei of the Sixth Emperor Zhao Hongzhao, and what he conveys is also the meaning of the Six Emperor Brothers, Zhao Hongrun can consider it, as for the Prince of the East Palace?

Excuse me.

As a result, Zhao Hongrun didn't take what the prince's Zongwei Feng Shu said to heart at all, and continued to order Zongwei to investigate anything about this scientific examination.

In fact, now he also knows that the internal governance of the Ministry of Officials is quite chaotic, but the problem is that he is only a companion to the examination after all, and his scope of authority is limited to this examination, and he is not qualified to really interfere in the affairs of the Ministry of Officials, but one thing is certain, that is, the various problems exposed by the Ministry in this examination, as well as that Luo Wenzhong, he will not let go of one.

As for the crown prince, if he is offended, he is offended, just a stranger of high status.

But what made Zhao Hongrun a little unhappy was that his Zongwei Gao Kuo and the two of them seemed to have been noticed by the people of the Ministry of Officials yesterday, so that when he asked the two of them to go to the Treasury keeper of the Ministry of Officials to write a confession, they found that the Treasury keeper had been transferred, and he didn't know where he had been transferred.

And the new keeper knew at a glance that he was a new official who didn't know anything.

"Has anyone in the ministry noticed it?"

Hearing this bad news, Zhao Hongrun frowned slightly.

Although it is said that the extremely tattered cotton mattresses in the treasury of the Ministry of Officials are still there, the problem is that if the witnesses are gone, the other party can say that the cotton mattresses are caused by the damp and moldy accumulation in the warehouse for a long time, so it cannot be accused of the people in the Ministry of Witnesses being shoddy and lying about the money.

"Forget it, let's investigate the fraud in the field first."

Pressing down all the unhappiness in his heart, Zhao Hongrun led the eight guards towards the row of rooms.

The first destination is naturally the number room of the son of Na Luo Rongluo.

Not to mention, Zongwei Shen Yu and Lu Mu are really ruthless, sitting on that bench and guarding Luo Rong for a day and a night, staring at Luo Rong from beginning to end, making Luo Rong feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he was panicked all day long.

According to the two of them afterwards, under the attack of their eyes, Na Luo Rong didn't write any articles at all, and only before the final end of the volume, did he write a few paragraphs hastily.

Zhao Hongrun felt very happy about this, and without saying a word, he let Mu Qing and Chu Heng take their positions, and continued the eye offensive on the second day.

As for Shen Yu and Lu Mu, Zhao Hongrun sent them to rest in the side hall of the Confucius Temple, after all, these two guys were bloodshot, tired and tired, not to mention, it was really strange and scary.

After sending away Shen Yu and Lu Mu, Zhao Hongrun led the remaining six Zongwei to continue to inspect the room.

What made him wonder was that so far, he had not caught the slightest hint of fraud in the science field.

In his eyes, all the scholars in the room were answering the questions in a proper manner, and the examiners, officers, and miscellaneous servants who often came to patrol seemed to be invigilating the examination in a proper manner, and did not find any problems with cheating in the field.

"Could it be that there is really no fraud in the science field?"

Zhao Hongrun shook his head secretly.

In his opinion, since this incident has become a hidden danger in the scientific examination in the past, it must not be groundless, then the question is, what kind of methods did those people use to cheat?

"It's really exciting, my brother was a little expert in cheating in exams back then, I don't know how many people he helped, and now he can't catch the handle of those people...... Whoa!'

Faintly, Zhao Hongrun actually had a ridiculous sense of twilight.

"How did we cheat in the first place? Make cheat sheets, pass answers, and take exams...... Not? Substitute exams?'

Zhao Hongrun suddenly sounded, the way to let the scholar enter the examination room in front of the Confucius Temple seems to be through shouting, that is, a principal shouted the name of a certain student, and then, the student entered the examination room with a "number plate" similar to the admission ticket, in other words, it is very likely that a replacement ghostwriter is very likely.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hongrun immediately ordered a sect guard to ask for information such as the origin, household registration, and age of those scholars from the ministry.

During the continued inspection period, Zhao Hongrun suddenly found that there seemed to be a candidate in the room on the right who was looking at him intently.

"Huh?"

Zhao Hongrun walked over quietly.

To his surprise, the candidate seemed to have finished answering the question.

Zhao Hongrun glanced up at the sky.

You know, the second exam on the second day has only started not long ago, but the candidate in front of him has finished answering the question?

"Isn't it another strange gentleman?"

Zhao Hongrun glanced at the exam questions on the student's desk.

Following yesterday's test of the four books, today's test is the five scriptures, namely the Book of Songs, the Book of Songs, the Book of Rites, the Book of Rites, the Zhou Yi, and the Spring and Autumn Period, which correspond to five examination papers.

And the student in front of him chose the two articles "Poems" and "The Book of Rites".

Zhao Hongrun was not interested in the "Book of Rites", after all, "The Book of Rites" is one of the works of Confucianism that most scholars in the world must read, and what he was curious about was that this student actually chose the "Book of Songs" as another item.

"Seems to be confident in poetry!"

Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

After all, poetry, especially poems with style and implication, all need inspiration, how can it be done in a hurry? Is it really Li Taibai who is everyone?

Zhao Hongrun looked at the poems made by the student curiously, but he didn't expect this glance to really surprise him.

"The water spirit curtain is quite a pillow, and the warm fragrance provokes the dream of mandarin duck brocade. The willows on the river are like smoke, and the geese fly in the waning moon. The autumn color of lotus silk is light, and the people are uneven. The temples are fragrant red, and the jade hairpin has the upper hand."

"The hills overlap and the gold is extinguished, and the temples and clouds want to be fragrant and snowy. Lazy to draw moth eyebrows, late to make up and groom. Before and after the flowers, the flowers reflect each other. The new embroidered robes and the golden partridges."

"Jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial to the painting hall autumn thoughts. The eyebrows are thin, the temples are cloudy, and the night is long and cold. Sycamore trees, three more rain, not to leave the love is bitter. A leaf, a sound, the empty steps drip to the light."

Looking at these three poems, Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but be a little moved.

"This guy...... Good literary style! But...... Why does it feel so awkward? Why is it all about boudoir women?'

Zhao Hongrun looked at the student carefully in surprise, but saw that this person was handsome, with a faint hint of frivolity between his eyebrows, and he was a merry boy who returned to the moon before the flowers.

"It's a wonder! …… It's no wonder that this kind of "poetry" was chosen!'

Although he secretly sighed in his heart, Zhao Hongrun still wrote down the name of this son.

『Onzaki』