Domineering Daming

The maid stood in front of the door, frowned and said: "Young Master Mao, Miss is already asleep, it's so late, you better not disturb..."

Mao Pijiang has no money on him, besides wanting to borrow money, he also wants to spend the night here tonight, so he is not willing to leave easily.

"Hengbo, you only see me once, just once, and leave after seeing me..."

Brave Pijiang yelled and yelled affectionately.

Mao Bijiang was just a small episode for Zhu Xu, who was busy writing his travel notes.

It is said that the "travel notes" are actually his impressions of what he has seen and heard along the way, as well as his reflection on the policies of the imperial court. It can be said that this "travel notes" will be related to a series of policy trends in the future of Ming Dynasty.

He lit the lamp and wrote stroke by stroke.

"People are the foundation, policy is the supplement, the current priority is to clean up the atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty, and clean up the corrupt and lazy atmosphere in the officialdom..."

"Hengbo, don't you feel my sincerity at all? I'm obsessed with you, don't you miss any old love..."

Mao Pijiang's voice pierced into his ears desperately, making Zhu Xu frown from time to time, trying to force his attention.

After a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, opened the door, and said directly to the two guards beside the door: "Throw him out, if you dare to barge in again, your legs will be broken!"

These two were the elite of the Forbidden Army, and when they heard the word "yes", they walked towards Mao Pijiang who was still desperately shouting at Gu Hengbo.

Gu Hengbo sat in the room, frowning slightly, with a look of boredom on his face.

Even in Jiangnan, there is absolutely no such disciple.

The maid's perception of Mao Pijiang was also quite different, she still tried to persuade Mao Pijiang patiently, but Mao Pijiang was determined not to leave, so she kept expressing her infatuation.

Two guards came over, without saying a word, they directly supported Mao Pijiang and walked downstairs.

Mao Pijiang was held up by the second person, he was nervous instinctively, and said again and again: "Hey, what are you doing, I won't shout, you put me down, I want to talk to your master..."

The two guards who entered the imperial guard had no expression on their faces, and directly threw Mao Pijiang outside the restaurant. One of them warned: "Don't step into the restaurant again, don't make any more noise, otherwise your legs will be broken!"

Mao Pijiang could feel that the two were not joking, his expression changed, he gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, then looked up at Gu Hengbo's room, turned around and left.

The two imperial guards looked at his back, and it took a while before they turned around and went upstairs.

Gu Hengbo has been paying attention, and the maid also reported back: "Miss, Mr. Mao was kicked out by the Mr. Tian, ​​and said that he would break his legs."

The corner of Gu Hengbo's mouth chuckled, Mao Pijiang's entanglement made her very distressed, and now that she was driven away, she was naturally relieved.

Chapter 618

Gu Hengbo lay on the bed, combed his hair, and said with a soft smile, "I want to thank him for sending my greeting card early tomorrow."

Although it was unintentional, Gu Hengbo became a little curious about Zhu Xu, who had never met before, after he rescued her twice.

"Good miss." The maid said.

Zhu Xu continued to write his "Travel Notes". Some preconceived ideas changed under the impact of reality. He wrote down bit by bit, which will be of great use in the future.

Cao Huachun came back soon and reported: "Your Majesty, the matter has been settled."

Zhu Xu put down his pen, stood up, stretched his waist, and said with a smile, "How about it, did this impostor give you any surprises?"

Cao Huachun was also a scholar, and the Cao family was a family of poets and books. This impostor really made him angry, but in front of Zhu Xu, he still held back and said, "Your Majesty, the current scholarly atmosphere really needs to be rectified."

Zhu Xu swayed for a while, smiled and said nothing.

At first, he hoped to use the students of the royal and academies to slowly dissipate the current decadence, but he couldn't wait for too long, and then hoped to use the political reform to sweep from top to bottom with the righteousness of the court, but found that it was still no.

If you want to solve it, you can only get twice the result with half the effort if you start from the root cause and ideology, supplemented by a big stick of policy.

Zhu Xu pushed open the window, felt a hot wind, looked at the stars in the sky from afar, and said: "The classics of the sages have been supplemented since ancient times, and countless knowledge has been derived from the Four Books and Five Classics, the Analects of Confucius, etc. It's out of date, too outdated, and it's not good for young scholars, I plan to call together the world's great scholars to seriously re-interpret the sage's theory from beginning to end, what do you think?"

Cao Huachun's face changed slightly, looking at Zhu Xu's back, feeling uneasy, not knowing what he was going to do.

What is the sage classic, that is the golden rule, no matter who it is, even the emperor must respect it, without the slightest disrespect!

Wanting to "interpret" the words of a sage is a matter of one or two sentences, and not everyone has the courage to do it. Even if the emperor makes an order, no one will dare to accept it!

The light ones lose their reputation and become street rats; the serious ones, the history books are like iron, and they will stink for thousands of years!

Cao Huachun took a step forward, bowed behind Zhu Xu, and said in deep thought: "Your Majesty, this servant thinks that this matter cannot be done."

Zhu Xu didn't speak, he had already expected that food is to fill one's stomach, Confucianism is more important than food, it is the core of all people's thinking, and the foundation of all behaviors, how can it be easily "commented".

Looking at the stars all over the sky, Zhu Xu took a long time to say: "Chunwei is coming soon, I ordered Qian Qianyi to preside over it in Beijing, and ordered Wen Tiren to go south to Yingtian Mansion."

Cao Huachun's brows became more and more furrowed. These two men are both ministers of the Ministry of Rites, and Yuan Keli is seriously ill and unable to take care of things. These two men will control this year's imperial examination.

But Wen Tiren went south just for the imperial examination?

Cao Huachun knew Zhu Xu too well, so he hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, forgive me for speaking so boldly, you must not act too hastily, the matter in the capital has not yet settled, you are still outside the capital, and there is still more than half of the journey to go, you must not go out again something happened..."

Zhu Xu frowned, and said with a smile: "Well, I have a sense of proportion, you just pass on the decree. By the way, I want to stay in Shandong for a few more days and walk around. You go to the fleet tomorrow and fool around."

Cao Huachun was worried, so he nodded and said, "Observe the order."

In the sky, a meteor suddenly appeared, flew to the north quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"It's really too fast..."

Zhu Xu said to himself, although the situation will become more and more difficult, but he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and the bow is too tight and easy to break.

He thought of the capital again in a blink of an eye, the decree will arrive tomorrow afternoon, and the parties who are already ready to move don't know what kind of demons will be staged.

"I really want to see it..."

Zhu Xu secretly said in his heart, but said on his mouth: "Go and rest, I'm tired these days, let the guards also change shifts to rest, don't be too tired."

"Yes." Cao Huachun said, exiting the room with anxiety.

Zhu Xu washed up and went to bed. The matter in the capital must be resolved quickly, so he can't stay too far away.

Early the next morning, Gu Hengbo's maid came to Zhu Xu's room with Gu Hengbo's greeting card, but was blocked by the guards from a distance.

"Our son is resting, please go back." A guard said.

The maid froze for a moment, turned her head to look at the sky outside, muttered in her heart, "It's really lazy", and said crisply: "This is a greeting card from our lady, please give it to your son."

Being harassed repeatedly by Mao Pijiang, the imperial guards naturally knew who lived on the other side, so they sensed to speak, and immediately refused directly: "No need, our son will not see your lady."

The maid opened her eyes wide and said, "Do you know who our young lady is?"

The guard frowned slightly, and said impatiently: "No matter who it is, our son is not interested."