The emperor left the palace and announced the end of this competition, including the end of Chen Danzhu's roaring of the country's eunuchs.

No one mentioned the fault of Chen Danzhu anymore, and the scholars did not get angry anymore, and everyone is now busy reminiscing about this competition, especially the twenty scholars whose names were read out by the emperor himself, and there was an endless stream of cars and horses in front of the door.

A narrow alley, because there was one such person living there, had been blocked for three days in a row.

Cheng Huangling of the Ministry of Agriculture also had to walk in and out for three days, and what was worse was that it had been snowing for three days.

"These scholars are so annoying." The entourage held an umbrella to shield Huang Bucheng from the wind and snow, and complained in his mouth.

Huangling Red and Black Face Hall couldn't see the joy and anger, and scolded when he heard the words: "Don't talk nonsense, Confucianism is prosperous and talented people are multiplied, it is my great summer event." ”

Saying that scholars are annoying, isn't that scolding the country? Chen Danzhu, a shameless little woman, dared to mess with Xu Luozhi, he didn't dare.

Xu Luozhi doesn't care about the little girl, but he won't let him go, scold him in the court, he won't want to go out, pack up his things and resign and go home.

Having said that, Huang Ling was distracted, stepped on a puddle of water, and his boots and robes were stained with muddy water.

The entourage was busy helping and wiping, and the people standing on the side of the road laughed when they saw it, Huang Ling waved away the entourage in annoyance, and the black charcoal brows were twisted into a hemp rope, and he walked towards his house in a muffled voice.

When he entered the house, his wife complained for a while that he was careless, and the official robe in the winter was rewashed.

The youngest daughter laughed on the side: "It's not my father's fault, it's all my family's bad place to live." ”

Living in this narrow and small place, there are people everywhere, and compared to the hometown in Xijing, it can only be regarded as a cross-hospital.

Huang Ling glared at his daughter: "It's good to have a place in the city, the new city has a big place to live, can you go and live?" ”

The new city is a big place, but it is messy everywhere, and the houses are cold, where can it be compared to the house that has been nourished by popularity for decades, and the youngest daughter will certainly not suffer and stick out her tongue and run.

Huang Ling took a shower and changed into a clean robe, walked into the narrow but warm study, drank the hot tea brought by the beautiful concubine, and then enjoyed the red sleeves and fragrance, it was the most comfortable moment of the day, but a scholar broke in outside the door-

"Master, this is the latest and most complete collection of essays by the scholars of the Star Picking Building." He said, holding two thick books.

Huang Bucheng was annoyed, it was these scholars who made trouble, so that he couldn't sit in the carriage, let him step on muddy water, and now he can't live with the beauty-

"Who's going to see this!" He shouted, now these anthologies are being praised everywhere in the capital, almost everyone has a copy, but what does it have to do with him, "These things are of no use to me at all, and now the vassal states have taken it back, adding more than a dozen counties, paying taxes, spring planting, farmland and water conservancy, every day the snowflakes are like snowflakes, and they are busy to death, and I still see them arguing about the subset of scriptures and history?" He pointed at the scholar and scolded, "If you have a heart, just cut me a few more pieces of paper, warm a few more pairs of shoes, and bring a few more hand stoves, so that your master and I can live a comfortable life, and buy any anthology!" Are you playing on the streets again? ”

The scholar was scolded by the head and face, and was aggrieved: "Master, I didn't buy it, I sent it." ”

Huang Bucheng laughed angrily: "Who is so short-sighted and uses this to give me a gift?" With a wave of his hand, "Throw it back for me." ”

The scholar stammered: "General Iron Mask." ”

Huang Bucheng's swinging hand fell suddenly, and his expression was shocked: "Who?" The Iron Mask General? ”

The scholar looked at the words on the name poster, what was the original surname of the iron-masked general? Everyone has forgotten that even the Iron Mask General himself is used to using the four characters of the Iron Mask General as a name post-

Huang Bucheng waved the delicate concubine away, took the thick anthology from the scholar's hand, and a famous post, looked at it carefully, although there was no personal contact with the iron-faced general, but it was no stranger to the iron-faced general's name and letter, the imperial army was commanded by the iron-faced general, and the Dasi Nongfu often had dealings with food, clothing, and so on.

However, Huang Bucheng looked at the anthology on the side again: "Why did General Iron Mask send this to me?" ”

Also, the iron-masked general even knew about this cultural meeting in the capital? The Iron Mask General is far away in the Qi State - well, of course, although the Iron Mask General is far away in the Qi Country, he is not ignorant of the capital, but how can he pay attention to this inconsequential matter?

The scholar cautiously asked, "Do you still throw it back?" ”

Huang Bucheng glared at him and waved his hand: "Get out." ”

The scholar got out, Huang Bucheng sat alone in the study, looking at the name of the iron-masked general, without the previous charming thoughts, twisting his brows and thinking, flipped through the anthology, and noticed that there was only an article about the scholars of the Xinglou, although he did not pay attention to it, but he also knew that this competition was between the scholars and the scholars of the Shu clan, Zhou Xuan gathered for the leaders of the Shi clan to invite Yuelou, and Chen Danzhu, or the three princes, gathered for the leaders of the Shu clan to gather to pick the stars in the Lou.

What is the meaning of the iron-masked general asking him to see the anthology of the scholars of the Star Picking Building?

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The night shrouded the small mansion, the house was lit up, the warmth was thick, Mrs. Huang sat at the table and frowned, and whispered to the servant woman beside her: "Go and see the master, let him come to eat quickly, there are no rules in the house, the children are here." ”

The servant woman hurriedly went, and came back in a hurry: "The master is reading in the study, and he said that he will not eat." ”

What books can you read without eating? Mrs. Huang didn't believe it, got up and went over, and as soon as she walked to the door of the study, she heard a heavy slap on the table in the room: "Ridiculous!" Amusing! ”

Mrs. Huang hurriedly went in, and saw that there were no red sleeves in the small study, only Huang Bucheng sat alone, and the tea on the table was bright.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Huang hurriedly asked.

Huang Bucheng said angrily: "An ignorant child, he still dares to talk about floods, just read a subset of your scriptures and histories, and he is not ashamed to talk about the past and the present, and he also said where he did not do it right, and did he use this kind of thing as floods?" ”

Dasi Nong is in charge of taxes, money, and people's livelihood, and Huang Bucheng directly deals with county affairs, and is most familiar with the transportation of equals.

Mrs. Huang persuaded: "Since you have said that you are ignorant, why are you still angry with him?" While looking at the booklet, "What kind of book is this?" ”

Huang Bucheng looked at the document book and became angry: "An article written by a group of prisoners who have not yet entered the official ranks!" I didn't do a single practice, and I still pointed fingers. ”

Mrs. Huang was even more funny: "Those who haven't yet entered the government can't do practice, so you don't have to be angry with them, sir." ”

Huang Bucheng sat down, his face gloomy and he didn't speak.

"Let's go eat first." Mrs. Huang said, "These useless things, look at what it does." ”

He doesn't want to see it, it's all that iron-masked general! The first few articles I read were okay, and the subset of articles and poems and songs in the history subset was written until I saw a strange article in the middle, which turned out to be about the causes and response of the flood of the big river, and he was really angry, can anyone talk about the big river?

Then I looked at it again, and saw another article, this time regardless of the big river, I wrote an article on how to use the right time and place to build a canal as quickly as possible, and also drew a picture-

Huang Bucheng glanced at it, he folded the corners of these two articles, they were written by the same person, I don't know if there is anything behind-

"I'm not eating." He said, picking up the book and flipping it back, to see what flowers this little rabbit could write!

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When Mrs. Huang woke up, she was startled, and looked at Huang Bucheng, who was sitting next to her, holding a book in her hand, and her eyes were a little dull.

"You haven't slept all night, have you?" She asked in surprise, it was easy to persuade Huang Bucheng to eat a bowl of rice last night, and in the middle of the night, he forcibly pulled him back to sleep, but he didn't expect that after he fell asleep, Huang Bucheng got up again.

Huang Bucheng sighed: "He wrote a total of ten articles, and I finished reading them." ”

Mrs. Huang was angry and funny: "Is it angry that you don't have the strength to scold?" "She slept well last night, and she didn't hear her husband cursing and getting angry.

Huang Bucheng looked solemn: "Water conservancy is a major matter, and you can't say whether it's good or bad." After that, he got up and got out of bed and called for someone, "Change clothes, I want to go to the yamen." ”

Mrs. Huang said angrily: "Where is there anyone so early!" ”

also said that the group of scholars outside the door was crazy, why did Huang Bucheng, an unrelated person, also go crazy?

But Mrs. Huang was wrong, it was not no one so early, Huang Bucheng came to the Dasi Nong Mansion, and just turned out a bunch of atlases about the canal, a household Cao from the Prime Minister's Mansion walked in.

"Ah, great, Huang Bucheng, you came so early." He said happily, "I'm looking for the historical records of the Bianhe, you can help me find it-"

Bianhe? Huang Bucheng turned his head, looked at this Hu Cao's bloodshot eyes, and asked, "What are you doing with this?" ”

That Hu Cao said with some excitement: "Lord Huang, you say, if you put the Bianqu in this place-" He pulled out a picture and wrote and drew on it, "Isn't it to alleviate the impact of the Yellow River by building a water gate?" ”

Huang Bucheng looked at Zhang Tu, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and he glared and asked, "Lord Qi, have you read the collection of Xinglou?" ”

Qi Hu Cao was stunned for a moment, nodded, and took out a stack of paper from his sleeve, obviously cut from a certain book: "Yes, there is someone in this anthology who wrote - hey?" How do you know, Lord Huang? ”

Huang Bucheng asked, "The document that General Iron Mask gave you?" ”

Qi Hu Cao suddenly said: "Lord Huang, you also received it?" ”

Is this iron-masked general intentional or unintentional? How many people in the DPRK and China have been given anthologies? What was his intention? Huang Bucheng frowned, but Qi Hu Cao didn't want this, so he pulled him and asked urgently: "Don't worry about that for now, you can tell me quickly, is it feasible to build a new water gate in Bianqu?" I've been thinking about it for two days now, and I can't sit still in a panic when I think about it-"

Huang Bucheng can understand him, he just reads it and puts it down and doesn't always have to read it, Qi Hu Cao used to be the county guard, sent 100,000 people to dig ditches to divert water, lasted three years, irrigated 100,000 farmland, and became famous and promoted to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he did this in person, where can he bear it after reading this kind of article.

Huang Bucheng also read that article, thought about it and shook his head: "I don't know much about the Bianhe River, so I don't dare to comment on it, why don't we go and ask the original Shuicao official of Wu State, there are many rivers and lakes in Wu State, does he have a more accurate opinion?" ”

Qi Hucao immediately agreed: "Call a few more, find a few more, and discuss them together, there are several articles that I think are feasible." ”

But the two of them didn't find the Shuicao official, didn't they come to the yamen? The two looked at the sky, and it was already daylight.

"No, Lord Jiao has already come, and he will go to see Your Majesty before dawn." The official told them, thinking of Lord Jiao's self-talk, "It seems that I want to ask Your Majesty for instructions, and I want to go to Wei County—I don't know what is crazy." ”

Although Huang Bucheng and Qi Hu Cao didn't know why this official was crazy at other times, when they heard Wei Jun at this time, a thought came to them at the same time, Bianqu!

This Jiao Shuicao, should it be-the two glanced at each other, and immediately rushed to the palace.

When Huang Bucheng and Qi Hu Cao came to the palace, they saw a chubby official kneeling in front of the emperor, listing his achievements in controlling the water in Wu State, and impassionedly said that he would go to Wei County to share his worries for His Majesty, and he only had one small request.

"Please allow Your Majesty to choose a young man as his deputy, this young man has a special status, but the minister is willing to give him a chance-"

The emperor was a little curious when he heard this, why did he have to agree to choose a deputy? What is so special about this young man's identity?

Over there, Huang Bucheng couldn't help but scold Jun Qian's loss of manners: "Jiao Shuicao, you are really shameless!" I actually want to be greedy for merit-" While rushing in, without saying a word of nonsense, he leaned over and saluted, and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, the minister has a scholar who recommends him, and this son has quite an insight in water control. ”

The emperor was confused, a little surprised and a little puzzled: "What kind of person?" ”

Qi Hu Cao also refused to miss this opportunity, stepped forward, and held up the ten articles that had been cut down: "Your Majesty, this son's name is Zhang Yao, please take a look at Your Majesty——"