Chapter 237: The Storyteller
"Father's ......"
When Ye Qinxin heard this, she always had to act coyly, making a pitiful look, tears flashed in her apricot eyes, and she cried and threw herself into Ye Teng's arms.
"Good girl, I wronged you in the past. ”
I don't know if it's because the current situation is emotional, or if Ye Qinxin really squeezed out a few tears in order to deceive Ye Teng, and the two hugged and cried for a long time before Ye Qinxin left Ye Teng's study.
After she left, Ye Teng wiped a handful of old tears, pondered for a long time, and finally thought of a way to come out.
He shouted out the door, "Six sons!"
The six sons immediately entered.
"What do you command?"
"Change my clothes for me, I'm going to walk around the mansion of the adults!"
"Yes!"
Maybe it's for himself, maybe it's for Ye Qinxin, Ye Teng ran around this day, and the door-to-door lobbying of all families was to persuade those high-ranking families to call their children to branch out of the petition and cross out their names.
His running was also useful, and overnight, the names on the petition were crossed out one after another, and in the end only Kankan was twenty-three, which was very embarrassing.
When Guozi Jian Cheng handed over this petition layer by layer to Murong Jue, the piece of paper had already been scratched out of sight.
"How so?"
Feng Yi's person, Murong Jue knows, and he has inquired about it before, there are fifty or sixty students in Guozijian, and eighty percent of them have a good relationship with him, but now only twenty-three people are willing to sign it, and there must be something strange about it.
"Back to the emperor, it is said that Ye Cheng ran and lobbied all night long, and he wore out his mouth, so that those high-ranking disciples were moved and withdrawn. ”
The more Ping'an spoke, the more he felt weak, for fear that the emperor would be in a hurry and get sick, but Murong Jue became more and more calm, and only snorted coldly, and said: "He is a good means, it is a pity not to let him lobby the countries, but I don't believe that he can have a way to lobby the past from house to house!"
As he spoke, he beckoned Ping An to step forward and whispered a few words to him, and Ping An immediately retreated and did as he was told.
The next day, outside the palace, inside the drunken dream teahouse.
"Today, let's not talk about the ancients, only anecdotes, I heard that in today's Mo Lie's country, there is a national teacher, named Teng, who is an old minister of the former dynasty, assisting the new emperor to ascend the throne, but he is arrogant, very arrogant, the new emperor opened the imperial examination not long ago, and Teng inevitably replaced the old people with a generation of new people, guess what? He actually made people ...... Changed the results of that first place!"
The storyteller said with his eyebrows fluttering, and the guests listened while drinking tea, which was pleasant, and from time to time he didn't forget to spit on the damn "Ye Teng" twice.
At this time, there were a few "smart people" who whispered in the crowd: "This Teng, isn't he the prime minister!"
When the prime minister of the dynasty did not let the top of the list participate in the palace election because of jealousy, he went away, spreading ten and ten, but in three or two days, the whole capital and even the whole country were discussing this matter.
But even if this is the case, it is not enough to let Ye Teng delegate power.
But soon, someone sent Murong Zhu a chance.
On the morning of this day, I don't know which courtier made an excerpt, saying that the current official department Shangshu was cheating for personal gain, and quietly missed the question for two candidates, and those two candidates were coincidentally one of those students who had never signed the petition.
Seeing this, Murong Jue immediately seized the opportunity and quickly removed the secretary from his post, the original servant of the ministry was weak and was ready to resign, and the position of the secretary could only be temporarily vacant.
And because of the dissuasion of those old ministers, the matter of the palace election has been put on hold for several days, so on this day, on the court, Master Huo, who is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, has an excerpt.
"Your Majesty, now the position of the secretary of the Ministry of the Central Committee of the DPRK is vacant, and other official positions are also vacant, and the matter of the palace election has been put on hold for a long time. ”
As soon as Lord Huo said this, several old ministers led by Ye Teng immediately changed their expressions, but this was the result of Murong Tuo's decision.
"The matter of the palace election is an urgent need at the moment, but now that the matter of the wind is not settled, I am afraid that it will not be able to continue. ”
Murong decided to mean that he wanted to force Ye Teng to make concessions, but Ye Teng was a veteran of the two dynasties, how could he make concessions with a yellow-mouthed child like him?
"Your Majesty, the minister heard that there were rumors in the capital, saying that the prime minister was afraid of these future generations, so he deliberately made things difficult, and the rumors were not settled, and the minister proposed that it would be better to let Feng Yi enter the palace and be elected, so as to take care of the face of Prime Minister Ye!"
At this time, Tuoba Hu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stepped forward, these words sounded like he was thinking about Ye Teng, but in fact, he was heartfelt, and Ye Teng did not refute it, nor did he agree.
"What do you mean by this? Prime Minister Ye Cheng is sitting upright, why do you need to prove his innocence like this? I'm afraid that when the time comes, those ignorant people will only say that Prime Minister is weak-hearted, Lord Tuoba, what kind of intentions do you have?"
For the sake of his own interests, Ye Teng's old minister naturally wanted to stand up for him, but it was these words that made Tuoba Hu seize the handle.
"Yes? But this official is wholeheartedly thinking about the prime minister, since the prime minister is sitting upright, why is he afraid of these gossips from them? That Feng Yi is a reference for the order, and if he wins the first place, he should participate in the palace examination, right?"
As soon as Tuoba Hu's words came out, everyone couldn't refute it, even Ye Teng himself couldn't find a mistake, and the ministers were dumbfounded for a while.
In the end, Xu is Ye Teng couldn't hold it anymore, so he could only compromise, only to see him sigh and say, "In that case, let's let Feng Yi enter the palace." ”
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of several old ministers in the court who were facing him instantly threw their eyes on him, all of them were like sharp blades, which was daunting, not to mention Ye Teng.
But the stone in Murong Jue's heart was finally able to be put down, and he rarely showed a smile on his face, and said, "Okay, since this is the case, I will restore the qualifications of Fengyi, and then come up from the back two in a row, and resist those two cheaters." ”
When the dust settled, the courtiers had nothing to say.
"Something to play, nothing to retreat from-"
With the eunuch's sharp voice, all the courtiers retreated.
As soon as he came to the court, Murong Jue felt comfortable physically and mentally, and he was relaxing in the imperial garden.
Suddenly, he saw a woman in the distance, standing next to the Qianli Pond, and looked at it, it was Ye Bangying, he thought about it carefully, it is indeed rare to see her these days, and she is busy with things every day, so she is left out in the cold.
"Your Majesty, do you want to take a look?"
Peace is on the sidelines.
Murong Jue wanted to step forward, thinking of giving her a surprise from behind, but before she got closer, she saw a man walking towards her, and when she looked at it, it was actually the fisherman of the Qiu family a few days ago, this scene made Murong Jue feel ashamed and angry, flicked his sleeves angrily, and turned to leave.