The new secretary of the Ministry of Rites is the original head of the Ministry of Rites, because the secretary of the Ministry of Rites and the two waiters, the killed were killed, and the exiled were exiled, and only the director of the Ministry of Rites was left to be able to do things, so he was directly promoted by Zhao Lin to the secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

These new officials of the Ministry of Rites were naturally loyal to Zhao Lin, and after Zhao Lin ordered the reopening of the imperial examination, he did his best to handle the imperial examination.

However, when asked by Zhao Lin in the court this time, the face of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu was a little ugly.

However, he still walked out and bowed to Zhao Lin, "Your Majesty, the resumption of the imperial examination, I'm afraid it needs to be postponed." ”

"Why?"

Zhao Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "The reopening of the imperial examination is a major event for the country, how can it be easily postponed?"

What's more, there are many vacancies in the DPRK and China, and he is still waiting to select talents from this imperial examination to fill the vacancies of officials.

"It's not that the minister is unwilling to open the imperial examination,"

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu made a bitter face, and then said: "It's that no one participated." ”

"The day before yesterday, the township examination was reopened, and there were very few candidates, and a large number of Confucian scholars did not participate in the imperial examination. ”

"Why is this happening?"

Zhao Lin was very surprised and felt unbelievable.

It stands to reason that when the imperial court reopens the imperial examination, the world's scholars should rejoice and actively participate, after all, this is the only way for them to become officials, but now, on the contrary, there is a situation where no one takes the exam.

"Your Majesty doesn't know. ”

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu smiled bitterly, "A few days ago, His Majesty purged the court and killed many officials who committed heinous crimes, which was a grand event, but this matter reached the ears of the Confucian scholars, but it caused an uproar. ”

"Now, they all scold Your Majesty for being mad and killing innocents indiscriminately, saying that Your Majesty is a tyrant......"

Speaking of this, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu also seemed to know that he had lost his words, and hurriedly stopped.

"But it doesn't hurt to say, I forgive you for your innocence. ”

Zhao Lin said lightly.

Only then did the Ministry of Rites Shangshu dare to continue to speak, but he was still cautious, "They scolded Your Majesty as a tyrant, saying that they would rather die in the wilderness than serve the tyrant......"

"Ridiculous!"

On Zhao Lin's side, Cao Zhengchun was furious, and a hint of clarity suddenly flashed in his eyes, "These poor and sour Confucians are simply ignorant and ridiculous, and the miscellaneous family will send someone to arrest them all and hand them over to Your Majesty for disposal." ”

"No, you can't. ”

Zhao Lin shook his head and stopped Cao Zhengchun, "Scholars have their own methods, and they can't solve everything by violence. ”

If he really sent Cao Zhengchun to arrest the Confucian scholars, I am afraid that his name as a tyrant would really be confirmed.

When the time comes, he will become the public enemy of the world's scholars.

This matter can't be solved without solving it.

"Ministry of Rites, you go with me to the White Deer Academy,"

In Zhao Lin's heart, he had already made a decision, he stood up from the throne, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "I want to see how this Confucian scholar talks about me." ”

White Deer Academy is the first academy in the world, and the top scholars in the whole world are gathered in this White Deer Academy.

The world's celebrities, half out of this.

If you can gnaw this White Deer Academy, it is equivalent to directly conquering most of the Confucian Forest.

However, when the Ministry of Rites Shangshu heard this, he secretly slandered in his heart, Zhao Lin chose to go to Bailu Academy at this time, isn't that looking for scolding?

However, since it was the emperor's will, he had ten thousand reluctances in his heart, so he could only agree to it.

......

Bailu Academy, known as the holy land of Confucianism, is located between a beautiful spiritual mountain.

In the early days, it is said that there was a saint who rode a white deer to give a lecture here, but unexpectedly, more and more people came to listen to the study, and the fame became more and more famous.

Later, it developed into a seowon.

Today, it has become a holy place in the hearts of scholars all over the world.

At this time, three figures came to the gate of Bailu Academy.

It was Zhao Lin, Cao Zhengchun and the three of them.

In front of today's White Deer Academy, it is extremely lively, and scholars continue to climb the mountain and enter the academy.

"Your Majesty, the minister is going to summon the dean of the White Deer Academy and ask him to come to see you. ”

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu saluted Zhao Lin and said.

"Not necessarily. ”

Zhao Lin waved his hand, "I'll wait here today, it's not appropriate to stir up the people, let's go first and take a look, and then make a plan." ”

The Ministry of Rites nodded.

I'm afraid that even if I call the old guy out, the other party will not do anything else except reprimand Zhao Lin as a "tyrant".

"Grandpa Cao, you just wait outside the academy. ”

Zhao Lin asked Cao Zhengchun to stay outside the academy, and then walked into the academy with the book of the Ministry of Rites.

Today's Bailu Academy is particularly lively, and many scholars from all over the world gather here.

Dance and ink and recite poetry.

Today is the day when Bailu Academy holds a poetry conference.

Whether it is a poet, a literary giant, or a young handsome, or a rising star, they all came one after another to participate in this poetry conference.

"These crazy and corrupt Confucians, they don't want to participate in the imperial examination held by the imperial court, but they come to participate in a poetry conference. ”

Looking at the pomp and circumstance around him, the Ministry of Rites Shangshu was full of complaints.

If it weren't for these scholars, he wouldn't have been able to complete the tasks assigned to him by the emperor.

The poetry conference was held on the shore of a beautiful lake, where the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and the lakes and mountains were beautiful.

On both sides of the lake, there are pavilions and pavilions.

On the surface of the lake, there are boats floating.

When Zhao Lin and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu stepped into this area, the sound of reading poetry aloud suddenly resounded in the air.

"The autumn sun is in the sky, and the frost leaves are different red. ”

"The clouds are light and the sky is blue, and I love the mountains and forests. ”

When the words fell, Zhao Lin followed the prestige, only to see that the person who recited the poem was a man in white, he was handsome, with long hair and elegant temperament, obviously not an ordinary person.

"Good poetry!"

As soon as the psalm came out, it caused a great deal of applause.

On the shore of the lake on both sides, there were many talented and beautiful women, casting admiring glances at the man in white.

"That's the 'Little Poet King' Fan Yao, it is said that he is rarely famous, but I didn't expect to see it today, and it was really extraordinary. ”

The eyes of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu lit up, and he obviously felt that this Fan Yao's poetry was quite good.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Zhao Lin nodded, this poem, if it is just improvised, it can indeed be seen a little talented.

The young man in white was quite complacent, enjoying the admiring gaze around him.

"I'll do it too. ”

At this moment, on another painting boat, a young man in a blue robe and holding a folding fan was not to be outdone, and chanted loudly:

"Enjoy the blessings when you have nothing to do, don't ask for fame or money. ”

"Invite the thrush to sing as a backing singer, and the song is sleeping at sunset. ”

When this poem was sung, it caused another round of applause.

"This young man's name is Tang Tong, and he is not a small character, known as the 'Qilin Genius'. ”

The Ministry of Rites explained beside him.

"It's all the younger generation performing, and I have to wait for the older generation to have a chance to perform. ”

An old man who is over fifty years old and has a childish face smiles and groans, and then he is also an export:

"Life must be free and easy, how can it be for fame and fortune. ”

"Everything is a cloud, and a guest passes by. ”

The old man stroked his beard, obviously very satisfied with his work.

"Good artistic conception! Don't chase fame and fortune, you are really a noble person!"

Fan Yao and Tang Tong's faces showed a hint of appreciation.

This old man's name is "Hebi Weng", and he is a hidden sage.

"The old man has noble ambitions, so why don't you all present here?"

The white-haired old man said with a smile: "Recently, I heard that the Great Song Dynasty reopened the imperial examination, but there are only a few candidates for the examination.

However, hearing this, Fan Yao shook his head.

"It's not that we don't want to participate in the scientific examination, but that the Great Song Emperor Zhao Lin has a violent and perverse personality, favors eunuchs, and kills ministers indiscriminately, and even several of them are great Confucians, how can we serve this tyrant if we read the books of sages and sages?"

"Yes, it is said that Zhao Lin is only thirteen years old, he is so brutal at a young age, and he will definitely get worse in the future, I am loyal to this person, I am afraid that the day is not safe, and sooner or later I will be killed by him. ”

That Tang Tong also spoke.

"Serving a tyrant, not only will he not be able to leave a name in history, but he will probably be infamous through the ages. ”

"It makes sense, we are free, chanting poetry, and will never participate in any so-called imperial examinations and die for that tyrant. ”

“......”

For a time, many Confucian scholars echoed their words.

"Who said that the Great Song Emperor was a tyrant?"

At this moment, a discordant voice rang out, out of place.

The faces of the Confucian scholars sank, and their eyes fell on a young man.

The boy is none other than Zhao Lin.

He inspected the people in front of him and said loudly: "Your Majesty is wise and wise today, and he has appointed Dian Wei as a general to repel hundreds of thousands of troops and save the Great Song Dynasty from peril. ”

"Kill traitorous ministers internally, punish corrupt officials and corrupt officials, reopen the imperial examination, and select talents. ”

"How did such a wise and martial emperor come to your mouth and become a notorious tyrant?"

The words rumbled, and after a while, the faces of many Confucian scholars immediately became gloomy.

"Who are you, and why do you speak for the tyrant?"

Fan Yao stared at Zhao Lin and shouted coldly.

Today's poetry conference is held to fight against the imperial imperial examination, and now someone is speaking for Zhao Lin at the conference, which is undoubtedly an outlier in this poetry conference.

However, Zhao Lin didn't care, but announced in public: "Because I am the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Lin!"

The sound is like thunder, reaching everyone's ears!