The young man was stunned, he knew that the richly dressed young man in front of him was thinking of himself as a beggar.

"I'm not a beggar." The boy said stiffly.

"Oh." Zhu Gaoxian's eyes were calm.

His charity was not a good deed every day, but he felt bad luck when he saw that there were two dying people not far from his palace.

If you want to die, don't die at my doorstep, how good it is for you to die at the door of King Han!

Zhu Gaoxian never felt that he was a good person, and it was a question of whether a bastard like him could see his ancestors and ancestors after he died. Not to mention doing one good deed a day, one hundred good deeds a day can't repay his karma. In this case, it is better to do one evil every day, as soon as possible.

Zhu Gaoxian said seriously: "Don't you think it's immoral to die at someone else's doorstep, I suggest you go and pick a feng shui treasure, anyway, don't die at my doorstep, otherwise you will blame me for picking people."

After saying these words, Zhu Gaoxian bowed his head slightly and gave himself a thumbs up.

To be a man, you have to blame yourself less and insult others more, be strict with others, and be lenient with yourself. Instead of reflecting on yourself, blame others.

Zhu Gaoxian used to be so kind and lived like a dog, but now he scolds people every day and is much happier.

The young man coughed and pleaded, "Help, save him......

"What?" Zhu Gaoxian frowned slightly.

The young man kept his eyes calm: "Save my brother, please."

Zhu Gaoxian glanced at the man leaning on the young man's arms, his face was like gold paper, his lips were chapped, it was obvious that he was short of food and water, and because of the wind and cold, he had run out of oil and dried up, and his lifeline was crumbling, like a candle in the wind, and he could die at any time.

"Life is like a mustard, this is the sorrow of the times. But fortunately, I have a good baby, and no matter how sad the times are, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhu Gaoxian sighed and turned to leave.

Why should he help the other party?

Qi Wangfu is not a good hall, he Zhu Gaoxian is not a good person, the poor people in the world have gone to the sea, is it possible that Zhu Gaoxian wants to save them one by one?

Are you kidding!

The young man knew that this was the last straw, and tried his best to step forward and hug Zhu Gaoxian's boots: "I can promise you anything, please, save my brother!"

It was the first time in his life that he had prayed to someone in such a low voice.

But Zhu Gaoxian just glanced at him and waved his hand: "Old Lu."

Lu Chaoyang, who had been waiting for his prince's order beside him, walked over without hesitation, pointed at the young man with the tip of the knife, and said in a cold voice: "Let go, get out!"

The evil qi on Lu Chaoyang's body escaped, as if condensed with a substantial blood mist, like a fierce evil god, the young man had no doubt that the other party had the courage to commit murder on the streets of the capital!

But the young man still hugged Zhu Gaoxian's thigh, and said firmly: "Give me a chance, I will give you back a piece of mountains and rivers!"

"Arrogance." Lu Chaoyang smiled disdainfully, "Also, you don't have to pay money to talk big."

Zhu Gaoxian was not in a hurry, and asked leisurely, "What value can you have to me?"

When the young man saw the opportunity, he hurriedly said, "How much value I can give you depends on how much you desire!"

"Jokes." Zhu Gaoxian smiled contemptuously, "If you really have the ability, will you end up in such a field?"

The young man was speechless for a while, it was indeed ridiculous, he was selling at a high price back then, and now he has become this miserable virtue, why should people believe in themselves?

"I'm Su Wu, a native of Fuzhou in the year of Xinmao!" The young man thought about it for a long time, and then sadly found that the only thing he could do now was the fame of the imperial examination that he used to despise the most.

He was proud of his talents, and once said with a smile: "The lift is like an orange, sour and hard." Therefore, even though he did not take the examination after winning the examination, the matter was widely circulated.

But his talent can't be shown at all in this embarrassment, and the only thing he has is the identity of a "lifter".

"Huh?" Zhu Gaoxian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lifting people, also known as lifting children, people in the township examination are lifting people,

It is also known as the General Assembly and the Great Spring Yuan. If you are in the middle of lifting, it is called "liberation" and "development". It is customary to call people "lord", and the elegant name is filial piety.

The so-called township examination does not refer to the township examination, but the provincial unified examination. The township test is only held once every three years, and is held in the year of the child, the meridian, the mao, and the unitary year, generally in August, so it is also called "autumn puff". Those who are admitted to the township examination are called lifters, and the first lifters are called Xie Yuan. Candidates can enter Beijing to take the examination in the second year.

"The Outer History of Confucianism" made "Fan Jinzhongju" a joke, and he was overjoyed and crazy when he won a lift. As everyone knows, this is taken out of context, if you don't want to participate in the examination, you can report directly to the local yamen and grant official positions, generally starting from the county order, and Fan Jin finally sat in the position of the general political envoy, who is not crazy?

There are more than 100 in large provinces, 70 or 80 in small and medium-sized provinces, or 40 or 50 in small and medium-sized provinces.

Militarily speaking, Fujian is a battleground for soldiers, but it is a large province for imperial examinations. During the two Song and Song dynasties, the three hundred years were the heyday of the imperial examination in Fujian, and the Jinshi in Fujian alone accounted for a quarter of the country, and even created a record of four consecutive champions who were Fujian people during the Song Xiaozong period.

In the Ming Dynasty, Fujian's Jinshi retreated to the fifth place in the country, ranking behind Nanzhili, Zhejiang, Jiangxi, and Beizhili.

The people who came out of Fujian are very valuable. But what made Zhu Gaoxian doubt was that the sloppy beggar in front of him was really a lifter?

Can a person be mixed into this hanging?

Feeling the questioning gaze, the young man hurriedly said, "You can go and check, my name is Su Wu, a native of Fuzhou, Fujian, and I was raised in the ninth year of Yongle!"

Zhu Gaoxian touched his chin, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lu Chaoyang reminded in a low voice: "Lord Wang, I have grown so big, I have never seen such a miserable person, I'm afraid it's not the top name and pretend?"

Zhu Gaoxian frowned and said: "It's not very likely, pretending to raise people will be imprisoned or beheaded, there are many Fujian officials in the Beijing Division, if you want to investigate, it is easy to investigate, daring to pretend to raise people in Jinling City is purely death, I don't think he is so stupid."

Although Lu Chaoyang didn't read much, he just felt that it made sense.

To be precise, as long as it is said by his own prince, it must make sense, at least Lu Chaoyang thinks so.

"Fuzhou...... The surname is Su ......" Zhu Gaoxian frowned slightly, "Are you from a family?"

Su is a big surname in Guiyue, Fujian and northern Shandong in the Ming and Song dynasties, and the surname Su in Fuzhou, who was born in Fuzhou, has a high probability of being a child of a family.

It's just that Lu Chaoyang feels strange, this young man is so sloppy, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like a child of a family. But...... It doesn't seem strange that people can be mixed up so badly.

The young man Su Wu hesitated for a moment, unwilling to answer.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Zhu Gaoxian turned around and wanted to leave.

He doesn't have the time to spend here, let alone a lifter, even if he is a jinshi, Zhu Gaoxian doesn't pay attention to it. The six Shangshu have to listen to his orders in the Wenhua Palace, what is the point of just one person?

"Huai'an Su!" Su Wu gritted his teeth and said, "I am the second son of the Huai'an Su clan!"

Hearing this, the dying man's eyes widened, and he said weakly in a hoarse voice as if he had risen from the dead, "Yes...... Bastard!"

Su Wu slapped the man's head and said scoldingly, "When is it, are you still talking about this?!"

Zhu Gaoxian frowned slightly: "Huai'an Su Clan...... I haven't heard of it."

Su Wu sighed: "Xiaomen, it's normal that you haven't heard of it."

The dying man came back to life again, glaring at Su: "Mixed ...... Bill! I Su ...... Su Shi has also been in and out of Jinshi...... Isn't it...... A small door?"

As soon as Su Wu thought of this, he became angry: "Fuck your uncle, all of them have been wiped out by others, are you still proud?"

Zhu Gaoxian suddenly realized when he heard this.

It is said that "the dynasty of flowing water, the family of iron", but the family is also differentiated.

Once a son of heaven and a courtier, every time the dynasty changes, there are many families

Wiped out in the chaos of war, or liquidated by the founding emperor after the war. And among these ruined families, most of them are small and medium-sized families, and they are not even worthy of being called families, but can only be said to be large families.

The real family is like the line of the Kong family of the Yan Shenggong, which is still strong for thousands of years, and can still stand up after the catastrophe, which is called the family. If Confucianism is not extinguished, then the Confucian family will not be destroyed. If Confucianism is prosperous, then the Confucian family is prosperous, who makes the family have a Confucian ancestor.

However, this thing of the family is not a good thing for the imperial court, it is an unstable factor, and it is like a soil emperor in the local area, and it is difficult to implement even the imperial power.

Take the Confucian lineage as an example, Confucius is like Confucianism, after thousands of years of time wear, the dazzling Confucianism has become sour and rotten Confucianism.

In addition to these real families, most of the families are floating, standing in the founding period or because of opportunities, like a candle in the wind, unable to stand the test of time, and will be broken when a gust of wind blows.

And this "Huai'an Su Clan" is obviously a member who can't stand the test of time.

It is estimated that he was squeezed out by other local families, and then disappeared, and the original son-in-law now fled to Jinling City and fell into the streets, no different from beggars.

This kind of ups and downs, most people will not be able to bear it and become crazy.

"It's kind of interesting, you're lucky, I'm in a good mood today."

Zhu Gaoxian waved his hand and motioned to Lu Chaoyang, "Find a doctor for the one who is about to hang up and see if he can be cured."

For him, this is just a small episode, and he may forget about it when he wakes up tomorrow.

Lifting people, putting them in the state and county is a big man, and after the middle lift, he will directly glorify his ancestors.

But in front of Zhu Gaoxian, he was just as inconspicuous as a mustard, and he even dared to kill the Zuodu Yushi of Zheng Erpin, let alone a down-and-out person who fled.