In Kyoto, today's restaurants are the most crowded, and many places are full of people. The matter of the military merit system has been directly reported to the imperial court. In the streets and alleys, the topics of conversation are all about this military merit system.

The knighthood of civilians made this already belligerent Ming more cohesive.

A young man with a head and a face in the entire capital, with a face like jade and white clothes like snow, was kneeling at the door of his mansion study at this time.

Inside the room was Li Wenbo, the head of the household who was in charge of the money bags of the Ming Dynasty, and outside the door was his youngest son Li Ji.

The eldest son, Li He, has liked to practice Taoism since he was a child, and his talent is not bad, and his father is still in the Tsubaki Mountain lineage, so he sent it out early, and he has not returned home for more than ten years. There is only one son and one daughter left in the family.

Now that his youngest son is suddenly going to the military academy, he Li Wenbo doesn't want to enjoy any family fun, nor is he reluctant to give up his official position, but he always has to ask for the safety of his children.

Although Li Ji is not as talented as his brother, he also practices Taoism, and for more than ten years, he has also cultivated in the secret realm. In the Military Academy, compared to most people who have just begun to cultivate the secret methods in the army, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is a world of difference.

Li Wenbo is already a scholar in the household department, up and down the court, don't look at him and scold him for picking and searching. In fact, over the years, whoever dares to really say something about what is not there is probably would have been drowned by the spitting stars a long time ago.

Although he is taking the money of the imperial court and making careful calculations, every time he pays money everywhere, he still doesn't admit his love for Li Wenbo.

If this youngest son really wants to join the army, he Li Wenbo can help the young man he has always liked very much, and he will also be idle.

Anyway, there is a national teacher, and there is no trouble, so it's a big deal to hide behind the scenes and contribute. Before his death, at least during the reign of this generation of emperors, no one dared to accuse him of being a national thief.

With his scolding of the emperor, the ministers, and the generals all these years, how can he let his son be a decent general.

But this little bastard is just for a woman, and he wants to be a general.

Such a temperament is really put in the ranks, and there will definitely be chaos. He Li Wenbo relinquished his power, I am afraid that this hard work will be really hard to earn, and it will be easy to spend.

According to Li Ji's temperament, not to mention the proportions of doing things, he can be considered a little knowledgeable. Now I want to roast my father on the stove, such a dizzy move, I really can't see the reason?

If this unscrupulous son is allowed to be a general who is covered by a disgraced face, and he still does not let go of power, how can there be a courtier who has been in charge of civil and military power since ancient times.

What's more, this is a family inheritance, not just a shadow for a few clansmen. Even if the emperors of one generation or two will not do anything with merit, this kind of connivance will also sow the root of the curse, and once something happens, it will be a catastrophe.

Even if he was a Listening to Rhyme Realm cultivator, he only had a few hundred years to live, and his cultivation ability was average, and the previous two hundred years had been spent on cultivation.

When he first experienced the world, he asked a bastard emperor who had a private visit to be abducted to be a courtier. With the dedicated help of that good brother, he successfully married the fairy of the Pure Rain Sect as his daughter-in-law, even if he settled down in this Daming family.

He listened to the rhyme realm cultivation, and he didn't know which open-mouth bag he had already put into by the national teacher. He doesn't need any shelter himself, but he has to ask for the safety of these children and grandchildren!

Walking out of the study, with a flick of his sleeves, the head of the household, who dared to scold anyone when he saw it, played a role: "Get out, tell your mother, don't just think that your father's ears are soft, let me be clean and clean, don't bother me."

Li Wenbo slammed the door and left, feeling uncomfortable, so he found someone to drink!

Jin Yun, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion University in the Ming Dynasty, came to Yan Yu's house early, and brought a pot of delicious Wangmei and two dishes from his own pocket, so he regarded the house where the prince was a priest and a wine as his own home.

Jin Yun has always spent very little money, and the court's fortunes and rewards in the palace have never been even visible, so they are put into the pockets of his mother-in-law.

Today's pot of plum wine is still a gift. hurriedly took advantage of the fact that his daughter-in-law didn't find out, and carefully snatched it out of his father-in-law's mouth. If you go to drink elsewhere, I'm afraid that it will be spread to the house in a few days, and then there will be a few nonsense that Jin Yun was kicked out of the door for a night for stealing wine.

He threw down his chopsticks and reached out to grab a few salted peanuts: "I said, Boss Yan, Your Majesty, what kind of road is it?

Yan Yu glanced at this fifth-grade official in his thirties, in a cyan Confucian shirt, but dressed in a cheeky habit in the market. Every time I look at it, I will feel that there is really no one available in the imperial court, and I have made this small-eyed monkey squatting on a chair a scholar.

If it weren't for the fact that this wine was not bad, it would have been thrown into the street with people with wine.

As soon as he looked down, he didn't even look at the other side: "Just the little ink in your stomach, if you can think of the front of the national teacher, I will help you take off the name of the golden monkey." As soon as he finished speaking, he poured another glass. I thought about drinking it quickly, this thing, I only read the sage books that were fished up from the dung pit, and I was soft-hearted when I stayed for a moment.

Another cup: "I said that you have nothing to do just hang your head on the rope to dry, really when this Black Dragon Pass we only defend and not attack? Or after the Black Dragon Pass, Da Ming will stop? Or is it a paragraph, just talk about peace? Now at least two and a half people's heads are thinking about how to make these generals unable to stop themselves."

Jin Yun was stunned for a while, patted his head coldly, and burped: "What you said is reasonable, but is it reckless, in terms of position, if you hit the Black Dragon Pass and take Cangwu into your pocket, you will divide the entire north and south of Xiazhou." Although Pu is located in the extreme east, it will not easily let the north and the south connect, and if you are not careful, you will let Li and Shu divide it and eat it. We don't need to send troops, as long as we hold the Gulan Pass in the northeast, and then press the border of Shu with heavy troops, we can let the other three kingdoms be like a fish in the throat.

These few words made Yan Yu can't help but drink a few more glasses. Although this young man is not serious, his mind is still good, and he can be more or less smart than when he was younger.

After drinking three cups in a row, his face was red, and he let out a long breath: "Golden Monkey, these things, you young man is concerned." When that day comes, no matter who it is, if you don't give an explanation, I, an old housekeeper, can't lose my home."

Jin Yungang wanted to ask, "The national teacher can't do it either"?

There are always people who have not seen them, but they heard their voices first: "Old Yantou, what have you lost here, I will help you find it?" A figure strolled leisurely and went directly into the house.

Yan Yu, who is the priest of the country's wine, is unhappy with the boss in his heart.

One by one, they all regarded themselves as gardens to visit? The former one also knew to bring something, and this one didn't even have a porter to report when he entered the door. Blowing his beard and glaring: "You smell the smell and come to rub the wine"?

Li Wenbole sat down hehehe: "No, no, it's just a coincidence."

Jin Yun interjected without a mouthful: "I've heard that our household Shangshu is a little bit of immortal means, but it is used to calculate who has wine when going out, and the ability to catch up with Qiao'er every day has to belong to your Lord Li."

Li Wenbo, who is young and not a small number of years old, has always been famous for scolding: "Little golden monkey, don't you be afraid of drinking too much wine here, and the threshold of sleeping for another night at night"?

These words directly choked Jin Yun almost didn't spit out the peanuts he swallowed, coughed again and again, and didn't squat on the chair, stood straight, bent down and saluted, and people had to bow their heads under the eaves. Ah: "Lord Shangshu, you don't have to meet me like a small five-rank official,"

Li Shangshu is also generous, and he doesn't mind: "Give me such an altar tomorrow, I promise, you won't hear the slightest rumor at home."

Pick up the wine glass, since you still have to put on an altar, simply drink enough first, according to the temperament of this Li Shangshu, the wine he sent by Jin Yun, I'm afraid I can't even smell it: "Tell me, how do you know that I brought this Wangmei"?

Li Wenbo pointed to the wine of the country's priest, then pointed to the wine jug on the table, and then waved his hand at the golden monkey with a bad reputation.

Yan Yuyan raised his glass for sacrificial wine, and the two of them touched the wine glasses, and the wine was less than a thousand cups of confidants!

Zhou Zhengqing is still in the Yinwang Mansion, in addition to mastering the movements of the court, he also has to remember many secret secrets of the dossier files that were originally only a general understanding. There are countless prayer posts handed over from all over the place, and if you refuse them all, it will have a great impact on the foundation of your team.

Outside the Yinwang Mansion, there are many Wenchen generals who come to hear the wind, and there are also many immortal sects, and there are also some scattered cultivators without sects. Then there is the self-proclaimed 'Huai Cai is not met' who can govern the world, and 'chivalrous and courageous'. There were even people who were outside, waiting to be received without eating or drinking.

There are many capable people who are full of poetry and books, and there are also good people who have good cultivation, but even if he wants Zhou Zhengqing to be a corporal, he must first see the good and the bad, which is also Zhou Zhengqing's first priority.

Many Jiangmen Huzi who know the inside story just come here to send a famous post, and it is naturally best to receive an interview. If not, then the Military Academy will be a classmate with His Royal Highness King Yin.

As soon as March, Zhou Zhengqing was going to go to the military academy, before that, Zhou Zhengqing had to select a few people who could be used, and whether they could be used as a team depended on their future ability.

After reading a large pile of dossiers sent by Youshen for a few days, I marked a few copies with a red pen and put them separately on one side. Pick and choose the rest and put it on the other side, and there are half-human-high files stacked on top of each other. The front hall of the entire Yinwang Mansion used to conduct official business, behind the screen, there are still many that have just been delivered.

Rubbing his eyes, Zhou Zhengqing looked at the Langyuan girl who was sitting on the stone steps under the eaves with a sluggish expression. Since he came back from the palace, he has not said a word, holding the piccolo called Heartstrings, sometimes to his lips, sometimes to put it down.

If he didn't know how to eat, he would have run to the palace and stuff people into his brother's arms.

Walked out of the door and breathed a fierce breath: "I shouldn't have talked nonsense yesterday."

Lang Yuan blinked his godless apricot eyes, raised his willow eyebrows, glanced up at Zhou Zhengqing who was standing beside him, and said weakly: "I don't blame you, I already knew that this was the case." It's just that I like him, he likes me, how did it become a delay"?

He sighed a long sigh: "This disease, why can't it be cured, I worked hard to cultivate, and I went to worship Gu Lingxiang as a teacher, and in the end, it was still like this." I don't even know if he said this to me in his previous life."

Lang Yuan didn't shed tears, and his tone was surprisingly calm, but the young man standing next to him was very worried.

Originally, Zhou Zhengqing planned to reply to Yi'an Town in the past few days, and round out the lie in the previous letter.

The old lady must not be worried all the time. It's just that if this letter is to be sent, it must pass through the hands of this Langyuan girl, but if it makes this imperial sister-in-law even more sad, this fault will be big.

Why didn't his imperial brother want to make a queen, why didn't he want the other four countries to feel the tremors at the same time.

Lang Yuan stood up: "Let's go, aren't you going to Shen Mansion! I've been here for a while, and the people I should see must always be seen!"

Zhou Zhengqing stood in front of the gate of the Shen Mansion, this is where his mother lived many years ago.

Since Shen Huijun married Zhou Jian, the Shen family withdrew from the court. Nowadays, there are many juniors who are competing for courage, starting from state school and entering the court. With the emperor on the dragon chair to take care of, it may not be easy to be like back then, but it is not difficult to gain a foothold.

Zhou Jian is the father of Zhou Zhengqing and Zhou Zhengcheng, the two brothers, who died at the age of 36 during the Renxu Rebellion, and reigned for 11 years.

Uncle Shen Chaolu, uncle Yin Zhu, and the two cousins Shen Xing and Shen Chen, who were much younger than him, were all greeted outside the Shen Mansion at this time. In addition, there are some people in the Shen family that Zhou Zhengqing has never seen or heard of.

Seeing that many people saluted, Zhou Zhengqing hurriedly stopped him, if he really accepted it calmly, Zhou Zhengqing asked himself if he was worthy. For eleven years, he has been by his mother's side, these people are also his mother's closest relatives, but they can only suffer from life and death.

Shen Chaolu, who didn't show his age at all, grabbed Zhou Zhengqing's hand and walked inside: "You kid is finally willing to come, I was afraid that you would be busy a few days ago, so I didn't bother, thinking about letting you adapt to it."

Yin Zhu is very familiar with Lang Yuan, although the Shen family has been absent from the court for a long time. But the emperor was in the deep palace, and he didn't even include a concubine, and when he missed it the most, he would come here and have a meal. So whether it is in the palace or the Shen Mansion, on the contrary, Zhou Zhengqing is more like an outsider.

Yin Zhu didn't treat her as an outsider, and she could see the thoughts of her daughter's family at a glance.

The meals were prepared a long time ago, and Zhou Zhengqing had asked people to inquire about coming to eat a long time ago, so he had to find a time to be free.

Sitting on the main seat is Shen Hui's father Shen Xin, that is, Zhou Zhengqing's grandfather. This former Ming official is already a septuagenarian at this time. I don't have any cultivation talent, and after a lifetime, that is, the cultivation of the Qiming Realm, my body and bones are hard to resist, and my spiritual head is also very good.

Zhou Zhengqing knelt on the ground with a big salute, and he wanted to make up for what his mother owed one by one.

No one came to stop them, some people knew why, some people didn't.

There was silence for a while, and as the old man laughed, he also became lively again: "Okay, just this time, you are King Yin, pay attention to your identity." Let's all take a seat, it's been a long time since it's been lively."

There was a table in the house, and there were Lang Yuan and Zhou Zhengqing, as well as his uncle's family and Old Man Shen. Everyone else was driven out of the house, and it was the old man who single-handedly made the decision.

After all, if you want to say that it is happy, it is only these people in the house, and most of the rest are beyond the reach of eight poles. It's not good to refuse directly, but you can't let these unmotivated people waste this favor stupidly.

He Shen Xin is not without feelings for Zhou Zhengqing, even if he hasn't seen him for fourteen years, he is still difficult to let go. It's just that some things have to be considered more, so that people can look at it comfortably and rest assured, and they can feel at ease.

Shen Chaolu picked up his wine glass: "Reunited after a long absence, we have to have a drink!"

A table of people raised their wine glasses, and women and children also picked up tea, so that Zhou Zhengqing also temporarily put down the headache of the famous post.

Putting down the wine glass, Old Man Shen spoke: "After you entered the Military Academy, you wanted to borrow the military merit system."

Zhou Zhengqing looked at his grandfather and replied honestly: "For me, the military merit system is more important."

Old Man Shen nodded and grabbed a handful of beards: "There are some things, don't look at my absence from the court for a long time, but I still know it very clearly." The military merit system will be like a tiger out of the cage, if it can't be controlled, it must be stopped in time."

Zhou Zhengqing did not argue about anything on this matter, because it is true that as he said, the essence of the military merit system is to open the door for some people. This tiger not only hurts others, but also hurts itself. It's just that he, Zhou Zhengqing, has never believed in his own husband.

Seeing that Zhou Zhengqing didn't want to say more, the old man didn't stay too much on this topic: "You young people's business, you young people do it, and your children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren."

A meal, a happy guest, Zhou Zhengqing is also surrounded by so many relatives for the first time. Before leaving, he quietly stuffed a letter in his brother-in-law's sleeve.

It is said that the gentleman's nature is not different, and the good and false are also things. It's not appropriate to do it yourself, so find someone to help.

After lunch, the work should continue. There were already a few people waiting in the front hall of Yinwang's Mansion to entertain guests. The stacks of files had been placed behind the huge screens.

These people are exactly what Zhou Zhengqing has written in red with a red pen. In addition, there were several people who did not send the dossier, which he planned to visit on his own initiative.

The Lang Yuan girl was still standing quietly at the door, and Zhou Zhengqing walked into the middle of the house from outside the door.

"I've seen His Royal Highness King Yin" The people in the room all saluted together.