Volume 3: Tempered into Steel Chapter 127: There is a problem
Although Zhu Qizhen avoided Zheng Hong, the Marquis of Wu'an, after all, this Zheng Hong came from the direction of the Qianqing Palace, and was seen by the ministers of the court, so it was inevitable to speculate in his heart.
The nobles who pleaded with Zheng Hong yesterday all gathered around, looking at Zheng Hong one by one, like looking at a delicate beauty, giving Zheng Hong goosebumps all over his body.
", what kind of eyes are these?" Zheng Hong said angrily.
"Master Hou, did you stay in the palace last night?" A voice asked in surprise.
Zheng Hong wanted to pretend to admit it, but when he thought of Zhu Qizhen's ambiguity, he swallowed the words back to his mouth.
"Go, go, how can I live in the palace? I came early and wanted to see the emperor. Zheng Hong said.
"Presumably Master Hou didn't come early, but knelt in front of the door all night, right?" A person next to him pointed at Zheng Hong's knee and laughed strangely.
"What, do you have an opinion? This Hou Ye is in good health, even if he kneels for three days and three nights, you little chicken, you dare to make fun of me here, you want me to teach you a lesson for your father, and make up for the lack of fatherly love? Zheng Hong was not to be outdone.
On the other side, Xungui's father died on the battlefield in his early years, and his face turned green when he heard this, and he retreated into the crowd with a bitter face.
Seeing that no one was watching him anymore, Zheng Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief, don't look at him as a general, but his brain is not bad at all, the emperor obviously doesn't want people to block him, if he is really stupid and said that the emperor gave a positive signal, then if someone blocks the palace door in the future, he will definitely take the blame.
Today is September 11, and tomorrow is the second township test, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites and the Hanlin Academy are less than half, and the entire early dynasty seems very empty.
Just when Zhu Qizhen thought that the dynasty would end like this morning, Liu Zhongshi, the head of the household department, came out of the column and knelt down.
"Shuntianfu, Hejian, Baoding, Zhending and other prefectures and counties have no harvest of locust fields, please exempt the emperor from paying taxes in the disaster-stricken areas."
Zhu Qizhen sighed in his heart, this era is not at all like later generations, there are irrigation wells everywhere in the world, and even before the advent of railways, when Cao operated as the main mode of transportation, the canal was strictly water-grabbing irrigation to protect the smooth flow of the canal.
In addition, grain production is very sluggish at this time, and every time there is a drought, locusts in a large number of tidal flats and saline-alkali lands will multiply in large numbers and eat the crops planted in the area.
In short, either there is no harvest of flood particles, or there is no harvest of drought particles, and the good years of real wind and rain are good, and if you can meet for a while in three or five years, a place can be rich a lot
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Zheng Hong suddenly shouted in his heart: "The minister is willing to donate all his family property to supplement the grain and grass that has been affected by the disaster." ”
After he said this, all the nobles involved unanimously came out and expressed their intention to donate money and materials to make up for the losses of the imperial court.
Zhu Qizhen took a deep look at Zheng Hong, and his impression of this person couldn't help but deepen a little.
"In this case, let's do this, reward the original households with the grain and grass that have been collected, and the affected areas will be exempted."
Hu Hui sighed heavily, and his idea of weakening Xungui was in vain.
"In order to prevent the locust plague next year, all localities will take this opportunity to start locust eradication operations. Zhu Qizhen left a sentence and left.
In the next few days, Dabi went smoothly, and Zhu Qizhen lingered in the harem every day, with different personalities and preferences of various concubines.
Especially Zhu Jianshen's biological mother Zhou Guifei, a cold and glamorous beauty, always makes Zhu Qizhen like it more, and the contact with Zhu Jianshen has naturally increased, and the relationship between father and son is naturally getting better and better.
Although Zhu Jianshen was criticized in history for pampering Wan Guifei, who was nineteen years older than him, after being in contact for a long time, Zhu Qizhen felt that this son had a generous personality and a benevolent demeanor.
The eunuchs and maids in the palace are not regarded as personal in front of other little masters, but in Zhu Jianshen, not to mention humility and courtesy, at least there is no beating and insulting, more like superiors and subordinates in the unit, maintaining a safe sense of proportion.
In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, and the township test is usually issued in September, which coincides with the time when the osmanthus is in full bloom, so it is commonly known as the laurel list. And because of the list to take Yin, Chenri branch, also known as the Dragon and Tiger List, this year's additional township test, there is only the meaning of the Dragon and Tiger List, take the end of the month Jiachen Day list.
At the gate of the Gongyuan, a large number of scholars gathered early, all of whom were in a nervous mood in front of the door, anxiously waiting for the release of the list, Zhang Yan was naturally among them, crowded with the students in the Dengtang Academy.
"It's coming, it's coming!" I don't know who shouted first, and then everyone in front of the door stretched their necks to look at the tribute courtyard, only to see two officials, one holding the list book, and the other carrying the paste.
Turning his back to everyone and starting to paint the paste on the wall, the paste made of pure white flour of gold and precious was not as good as the leftovers on the edge of the paper.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let me go."
As he spoke, he pasted the book in his hand on the wall, and finally squeezed out of the crowd under the siege of the talents and returned to Gong
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Inside the hospital.
"One hundred and twentieth place, Li Qi." Those who have good deeds read it out loud.
One person was relatively backward, and when he heard the news, he shouted: "I've been hit!" Hit! It turned out to be an old man with gray hair, probably too old, and when he was excited, he fainted, and the villagers around him pinched and slapped people, and it took a long time to wake up the old man.
"Brother Li, you have a treat today!"
"Hahaha, please please, let's get together in the drunken wind building today, if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"
Zhang Yan watched with envy as the other party called friends away, although his eyes were eager, he was not in a hurry.
This list is all from back to front, the one named Li Qi just now is the last person in Enke, naturally there is nothing to envy, Zhang Yan is still very confident in his level.
There are a total of 120 people in this competition, and 20 are released each time, and it takes six times to release the complete list.
First place Xie Yuan: Liu Yu.
The top five are also known as the Five Classics because they chose one of the Five Classics to answer, but they can't be said to be the Five Classics, even if they count down Zhang Yan still don't see their names.
At the end of the list, there are not a few people who are equally unbelievable and unwilling to leave with Zhang Yan.
Sun Ji, who was also a classmate of Dengtang Academy, ranked twenty-eighth, patted Zhang Yan's shoulder and comforted: "Brother Changfeng, it's not a big deal if you don't win this time, Enke doesn't care about the ranking, even if you win the lift, you won't be able to enter the Hanlin Academy, let alone the cabinet. ”
But Sun Ji's comfort was different kind of harsh in Zhang Yan's eyes, he turned his head and said coldly to Sun Ji: "Enkejia can't pass the test, why talk about winning two yuan?" Are you sarcastic about me? ”
"Brother Changfeng, I'm not."
"Yes, you won the twenty-eighth, but you and I both know in our hearts who is good and who is inferior in schoolwork, isn't it just that I have been pressed and unhappy? Now this cat crying mouse fake mercy, I don't need it! There must be a mistake in the judgment, and I want to sue the royal court! ”
As soon as Zhang Yan said this, countless frustrated students responded, each looking for their own distant relatives and neighbors, as long as they were officials in the court, they all had to come to the door to talk about it.
The first thing we said when we met was: "My answer sheet is so good, how can I not win?" There must be something else hidden! ”
"Humph!" Sun Ji snorted coldly and went to drink happily with his friends.
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