Zhu Di's brows were tightly locked, his eyes were fierce, and he kept rubbing a jade wrench in his right hand, forcing himself to calm down slowly.

After a while, Yang Shiqi and others led by the prince arrived, usually accompanying Zhu Di, and knew that Zhu Di was so angry that he fell to his knees, and he didn't dare to come out.

Zhu Di smashed the blood book on the prince's head, Zhu Gaochi trembled and held it in his hand, and when he saw it, his face turned pale, and he said, "This, this-"

Yang Shiqi and the others glanced at it, and they were also shocked like thunder on the ground, feeling like a thriller and suspense drama.

Walking in the middle of the court, I naturally encountered a lot of wind and waves. How did this blood letter get to the emperor, how can a few talented people have the ability to reach the sky. Could it be Jinyiwei? It's not right, don't scholars hate Jinyiwei the most?

Ren Yang Shiqi is clever and wise, and he has nowhere to go, he doesn't know what the reason and way is, and the most important thing at the moment is how to deal with His Majesty's anger.

In the spring of the thirtieth year of Hongwu, it was the time of the imperial examination, and when the emperor list was released, all the scholars looked at their names and places of origin, and all of them were southern students, and all the northern scholars who were the same as half of the sky fell off the list! This is repayable, obvious regional discrimination!

The northern scholars were not convinced, and held a meeting in private to discuss countermeasures, and at this moment, someone even revealed a larger news background, the examiners of this exam headed by Liu Sanwu, a bachelor of Hanlin, were all southerners!

The facts seemed to be so clear, and everyone agreed that this was a fraud in the field, so the northern scholars jointly protested.

When this note was sent to Zhu Yuanzhang, the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang was furious after reading it, what this prince of cloth hated most in his life was that officials were corrupt and perverted the law, and this incident undoubtedly touched his bottom line.

But after all, there was no definite evidence for this matter, so Emperor Hongwu ordered Zhang Xin, a scholar at the Hanlin Academy, and others to review it together with Chen An, the champion of the new department, and others, focusing on re-examining the files of the northern scholars.

Zhang Xin is not a slippery official, he just meticulously selected the top papers, and the result was the same as the emperor's list, Zhang Xin stood up to prove the innocence of the chief examiner Liu Sanwu.

It is conceivable that this is a refutation of Zhu Yuanzhang's face, and Zhu Yuanzhang is very unhappy. Soon, someone wrote again, saying that Zhang Xin, Chen An and others did it on purpose, and deliberately took out the inferior files in the files of the northern scholars for retrial.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang was completely angry, and in a fit of anger, he directly ordered Zhang Xin to be sentenced to death, and Liu Sanwu was confiscated. And the poor new champion Chen An could not escape the Zhulian, was dismissed from his reputation, first sentenced to exile, and then changed to a car crack, and the end was extremely tragic.

In the end, it was Yang Shiqi who said: "Your Majesty, the gap between the talents of Jiangbei and the talents of Jiangnan, has been obvious since the first imperial dynasty. ”

Yang Pu said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, Zhang Ju and others, read the book of sages in vain, as the people of the Ming Dynasty, what Your Majesty doesn't want them, threaten Your Majesty, their hearts can be punished, those who pass the blood book, disrupt the order of the court, please punish Your Majesty heavily." ”

Zhu Di glanced at them, how could he not know the weakness of the talents in the north, but he was the king of a country, he had to be balanced, and he could not lose the hearts of the scholars and the people, he didn't want them to prove their innocence, he wanted them to come up with ideas and solve the problem, he was even more angry, and asked gloomily: "Prince, what do you say?" ”

Zhu Gaochi didn't dare to come out, prostrate on the ground, almost breathless: "Erchen thinks, Erchen thinks-"

"Say!"

Zhu Di's words carried an irresistible majesty, and Zhu Gaochi trembled: "Father, Yang Bachelor, Jian Shangshu and others, are loyal, and their sons can guarantee that they will not bend the law for personal gain." As for Zhang Ju and others, they may have been provoked by others, the so-called ignorant are not guilty, they are deceived by others, and His Majesty has educated them with benevolence and virtue, and they must be grateful to Dade. ”

He said this, not only to prove that Yang Shiqi and they will not be partial in their future materials, but also to indirectly intercede for Zhang Ju and others, which is in line with his benevolent character. Zhang Zheng's words are very rebellious.

"Bastard!" Zhu Di drank heavily.

Zhu Gaochi trembled when he heard this, and immediately fell down, and Yang Shiqi and the others also bowed down and didn't dare to speak.

Zhu Di was annoyed and ashamed, trembling with anger, and roared angrily: "A prince, a scholar, the first assistant of the cabinet, a prince, and a secretary of the ministry, I only know and mud, and I can't come up with any ideas." The imperial examination is imminent, do you want to watch a big brawl between the north and the south? Otherwise, you southerners, don't take the main examination room? Yang Shiqi and Jian Yi, the two of you go home, you can't come up with any regulations, don't come back to the court. ”

The prince was shocked, this is the rhythm of deposing them, a household department presides over the imperial examination, and a ministry of officials is in charge of the world's officials, and they can't come up with the idea of resolving the struggle between the north and the south, so they are going home to retire.

Yang Shiqi and Jian Yi secretly complained, the north-south struggle is not a day, it has been decades, and they have a way to come up with it early. But the emperor's order, where did they dare to disobey, smiled bitterly and glanced at each other, so they had to go home and rack their brains to think of countermeasures.

Zhu Di was angry, and Zhu Gaochi himself was in danger, so he didn't dare to plead for mercy, so he had to look at them and say that he would intercede for them after his father's anger subsided.

Zhu Di angrily turned around and went to the Jinshen Palace.

At this time, the sky was gloomy, exactly the same as Zhu Di's angry old face.

Zhu Di said that he would do it, and ordered people to appease Zhang Ju and others. Half a month later, Yang Shiqi and others said a lot of plans, such as appropriately admitting a few northern talents and balancing the north and south, such as one for the examiner in the north and the south, but Zhu Di was not satisfied, so Jian Yi and Yang Shiqi were not allowed to step into the court, and it seemed that being dismissed was already a certainty.

At night, Jian Yi sighed.

Jian Yixuan saw that her father had not been going to the court, and she also knew the reason, Yang Shiqi couldn't come up with an idea, and with her knowledge, she couldn't think of a better way, so she could only worry about her father.

The day has entered November, the raindrops of the soybean size of Yuer are crackling and falling, Jianyi looked up at the rain line of the eaves like a bead curtain, and murmured: "The return date of the gentleman is not due, and the night rain in Bashan rises in the autumn pool." He cut the candles in the west window together, but when it rained at night in Bashan. ”

This is the famous Tang poet Li Shangyin's "Night Rain Sent to the North", in the Southern Song Dynasty Hongmai compiled "Ten Thousand Tang Dynasty Quatrains", the title of this poem is "Night Rain Sent Inside", which means that the poem is sent to his wife. Judging from the word "Bashan" in the poem, the poem was written in the land of Bashu. Li Shangyin was once recruited to Sichuan and served as a staff member of Liu Zhongying of Dongchuan Jiedu in the sixth year of Tang Xuanzong (852 AD). A year earlier, Li Shangyin's wife had passed away.

This is a poem of longing.

Jian Yi is a native of Ba County, and when he read this poem, with deep nostalgia, Jian Yixuan said in a trembling voice: "Father, do you remember your mother?" ”

Jian Yi glanced at his daughter lovingly, remembered his original wife Liu, and said: "Yixuan, it's raining here in Nanjing, you say, will it be raining in Ba County?" Perhaps, it won't be long before I can go and spend time with your mother. It's been ten years, madam, Yi Xuan, they're all so old. ”

Jian Yixuan's eyes turned red instantly, when her mother died, she was only seven years old, and she had almost no impression, the only thing she remembered was that when she cried non-stop, she still remembered that her mother bought a rock sugar gourd to coax herself.

Mother sleeps for a long time, and she also wants to go back to Ba County to see, but her father is a first-class person, so she can't just go back like this.

"Father, is there really no way?"

Jian Yi had a bitter face, Zhu Di was a strong son of heaven, and he didn't need any reason for who he wanted to recall. I have been cautious all my life, and being able to get out of it is already a good ending.