Chapter 155: The Scholars (2)

Along the way, more and more scholars gathered, shouting slogans, and rushed through Ava City in the direction of the Restoration Palace.

In less than an hour, the clerk saw the man who had just come in and smashed the field, followed by a large group of people wearing turbans and rolling up their sleeves. "That's it, call me!"

A group of people swung their fists and smashed them, and when they saw this scene, the unstoppable soldiers fired a shot into the sky.

"Shh!!!h With a sharp whistle, a platoon of the Cabinet of Guards flew out from all directions, driving the men dozens of paces away.

"Platoon commander, you want to catch it."

"There's no order from above, it's better not to do too much, these people won't climb over the wall anyway."

Hearing the sound outside, Yang wrote a Sichuan character on his forehead. "What a bunch of pig teammates! Originally, for the sake of the court's plan, I suggested to His Majesty that I should open a second Enke and give you some benefits, but as a result, you made a fuss and wanted to distribute it according to the trouble? Is the Holy One the one who eats this set today? ”

What outsiders don't know is that since last year, the recitals about Enke in the imperial court have not been broken, but most of them have been left behind. After this year, cabinet members also began to put forward suggestions, on the grounds that they could better unite the local gentry, but Zhu Youlang has not made a clear statement.

"Heaven is evil, it is still against it, and you can't live if you do it yourself!" Yang thought to himself.

"We want to see Yang Shoufu!"

"Isn't it the emperor and the scholars who rule the world together?"

"Okay, what's the use of seeing him, the court has become like this, it must be Yang who is doing a ghost here!" Someone replied.

As a result, the flow of people was gradually led from the cabinet to the gate of the Restoration Palace. A row of tall and straight forbidden soldiers isolated them from the palace gate, the Fuming Palace was not very large, and Zhu Youlang, who was noisy with hundreds of people outside, was upset.

Zhu Youlang called Yang Qiangyi, who had already revealed his white hair: "Yang Companion, what's going on outside."

"The slave maid doesn't know, but I heard that some scholars from the north want the court to open an Enke, so they ......"

"Okay, since they want to see me, I'll see them! Send a message out and let them pick three people to come out to meet me. ”

A moment later, three gentlemen walked in. One was dressed in splendid clothes, and the other two were shabby. But there is no trace of labor on his hands and feet, and he looks like a real scholar.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live." The three of them knelt down and kowtowed.

Zhu Youlang asked them to get up. "Tell me, what do the people outside want to say to me?"

"There are many Yunnan talents such as grass people, and they are all reading seeds in Yunnan. Knowing that the imperial court was the time to employ people at this time, he asked the imperial court to open the door wide and recruit talents. ”

"Indeed, the imperial court is indeed employing people now, and in the most remote counties of Myanmar, the county order has less than half a year of work experience, and the imperial court is now taking the examination twice in five months, just to increase the number of civil servants."

Hearing this, Liu Juren, who was the leader, felt that there was a joke--- although he didn't know what civil servants meant. "What Your Majesty said is very true, so there is no way to serve, please come in and serve the court."

"Oh?" Zhu Youlang said meaningfully. "The imperial court will arrange exams after two or three months, as long as you can pass the score line each time, you will be assigned a job after receiving training, if you are really talented, now there are more and more positions, and it will soon be revealed like an awl in a bag."

"But...... It was not an imperial examination, and even one of the Four Books and Five Classics was not among them. If you don't take the Four Books and Five Classics, how can you select talents? ”

Yang Qiangyi looked at Liu Juren, who was full of words in front of him, and said in his heart whether you can speak or not, whether what you say makes sense or not, now you have to be unlucky!

Zhu Youlang had long known that the person in front of him would say this. "If the eight-strand system is really talented, then what else do you need to do? Tang Shifu, Song Jingyi, among which the Southern Jinshi, the Northern Ming Jing. Can't you choose the material? Absurd! I don't know who Yunnan Xuezheng was before the fall, how can you make such a joke or lift people? ”

"Alright, let's get out. Oh, by the way, I'll have you stripped of your reputation, and you'll never use it! ”

In Liu Juren's desperation, the reading seeds outside the palace got an answer, slapped them in the face, and gave them a sweet date. The next day, the news was posted on the Wabang News that Enko would be carried out in a month. At the same time, the front page headline published an article with the personal pen name Liu Jing.

"Talent, what the hell is it?"

"Confucius's doctrine is naturally right, but since Mencius, which generation of famous religions has not changed? Confucius emphasized self-denial and revenge, can today's Ming Dynasty restore the Zhou ceremony? ”

"Some people say that there is a big truth in the book, but then what do they want the master to do? The court gave them a fortune, and they gave the master a fortune, aren't they the moths of the country? ”

This fiery article became known as the newspaper spread. The scholars who had just heard that Liu Juren had been dismissed from his reputation were talking a lot, but they didn't dare to stand out again, but they just cooed and cursed like pigeons in various teahouses.

Liu Xiang came to this teahouse again today, sitting in his usual remote position and listening to Dr. Tea reading the newspaper, for the entertainment content such as serialization in the third and fourth editions, by observing the reactions of the short-clothes gang, it is clear whether it is popular or not.

"Today is: the twentieth Zuo Liangyu Jiujiang Rebellion Tianfu opened the city without blood." Dr. Tea coughed a few times and reminded everyone to listen to the story.

"Speaking of that, Zuo Liangyu and the traitors in Donglin in Nanjing City made a fake prince case. The fake prince case failed, and Zuo Liangyu simply raised the banner of the Qing monarch and went downstream, intending to support King Lu as the emperor. ”

"The two factions of the DPRK and China thought that it was inextricable to break into the camp and capture the east in Shaanxi, and Huguang was inseparable, but at this time, the slave chief Dolgon led all the way to Manchuria, galloped to Jiangbei, and captured Yangzhou, an important town in Jiangbei, in a few days......"

Because the story was translated into Burmese, Liu Xiang, who listened to the Burmese language full of ears, was a little dizzy. Just as he was about to take a sip of tea to refresh himself, he heard a scolding sound from upstairs.

"Humph! What a recovery! I don't see it, the current court, which point is like the Ming court, the text is not literary, and the martial arts are not martial! Civilian officials are out of the army from thieves, confessions, and military deputy generals, none of them are gone, and no one in the army is clever and clever, praising military affairs, but a group of people who can only use charcoal instead of the staff who are thousands of miles away. The Ming Dynasty used civil power to control the military, and as a result, in addition to the military department, where are the civil officials in the imperial court? Upstairs, a teahouse politician complained to the front page of the newspaper, showing off his knowledge of the new system.

"Eh, eh...... The brother upstairs. Liu Xiang was helpless, "Are you really strong, aren't you afraid of being directly arrested by Jinyiwei?" One slander of the court is enough to check your water meter! ”

The word water meter naturally flowed out of Zhu Youlang's mouth, and everyone didn't know why, but it didn't prevent it from being used.

(End of chapter)