Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

When Mr. Hu said this, he was actually speaking from his heart.

"Your Majesty, Prince, we have talked about this before. The problem of officials being too mixed is that they are good and bad."

"They had studied hard for more than ten years for the imperial examinations, and had never worked in the fields or participated in business in the market."

"They looked down on the craftsmen, so they didn't even bother to talk about the fortifications."

"In this case, among the four professions of scholar, farmer, merchant and artisan, it seems that only the word scholar can be associated with them."

"But, as for the word 'scholar', they are only barely related to it."

"Your Majesty, Prince, think about it, the civil officials during the Qin and Han dynasties were all good at both civil and military affairs."

"The counselors during the Three Kingdoms period were all experts in military strategy, finance, and logistics."

"It goes without saying that during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, the civil officials were even more so. Even the immortal poet Li Bai would travel the world with a sword at his waist."

"Only during the Song Dynasty did scholars become completely corrupt!"

"The one who calls out his name outside Donghua Gate is a real man!"

"The imperial examination is good, but what's good is that it can select talents, but what about the content inside it?"

"How much thought and scolding has your Majesty put into this over the years?"

"But is it useful?"

Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Master Hu in frustration and angrily said, "Why are you poking at my sore spot again?"

Zhu Biao frowned and asked, "Uncle, is there really no solution to this problem?"

Master Hu spread his hands and said, "How can there be no solution?"

"Didn't I just say that?"

"The method of the imperial examination is acceptable, but the content inside is out of date and needs to be changed!"

"Now that we've discovered that there's something wrong with the content, let's just change it."

"As long as there are people who want to be officials and as long as they still respect the imperial examination system, there will naturally be people who will learn according to the new content!"

"The key is that you two have to arrange what you want to learn first!"

"You both despise people for not being competent enough, and yet you don't give them the opportunity to learn or the teaching materials. Aren't you just going to sit back and watch this predicament unfold?"

Zhu Yuanzhang scratched his chin and knocked on the imperial desk several times in annoyance.

"Tsk tsk, Weiyong, you put it so lightly. Officials need many skills."

"Besides, many things cannot be made public. How can we show them to others so easily?"

"You are planning to make it public for people to learn from. Wouldn't that be a mess?"

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang's irritable look, Master Hu sighed in his heart.

This is the narrowness of vision and the limitation of perspective.

In other words, while sitting on the throne of emperor, Zhu Yuanzhang had been completely led astray by this chair.

This is not just a problem for Zhu Yuanzhang. In fact, this era has a very snobbish attitude towards knowledge.

Even the nine-square grid with nine on the top and one on the bottom would be an arithmetic problem for elementary school students in later generations, but in this era and before, it was a secret that was not passed on.

This is a kind of lack of confidence based on one's own shortcomings!

But at the same time, it is also a fear of the unknown.

When Mr. Hu thought of this, he immediately lost interest.

At the same time, he was also very glad that he had decided to expedition to North America and establish a country overseas.

Since I don't have the heart and ability to break up this broken place and start over, I might as well go away and start all over again.

A blank piece of paper is good for painting. Once you get there, isn't everything decided at a glance?

As for the Ming Dynasty?

Isn't it enough to leave a trace of the friendship?

Thinking of this, Mr. Hu's eyes became less excited and more scrutinizing.

After all, we are not on the same path, so let it be.

Zhu Yuanzhang and his father actually both keenly sensed the changes in Master Hu.

But they were somewhat confused.

Zhu Yuanzhang just saw that Master Hu was silent at this point and thought that he had hit the nail on the head.

Zhu Biao, however, had some more ideas in his mind.

This uncle must be feeling a bit like "summer insects don't talk about ice".

This speculation made Zhu Biao somewhat frightened.

He has always admired Master Hu and has always wanted to learn more from this uncle.

But how come I become so disgusted with it as I'm learning it?

Am I really so stupid?

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Master Hu who suddenly stopped talking and Zhu Biao who also looked deep in thought and uneasy. He was completely confused for a moment.

There is no wrong version in the 6 book forum!

What are these two doing?

Zhu Yuanzhang was quite annoyed and simply went back to the original question.

"Tsk, that's enough, Weiyong, you can figure out your overseas country building and new policies yourself when the time comes."

"Let's go back to the original question. Why do you want this Maoxiong?"

Master Hu bowed again and said, "Your Majesty, I have said before that only if Mao Xiang has not committed a serious crime and the things he confessed are true and without taboo, I will ask for mercy for him and let him be used as a waste."

"As for the usefulness of Mao Xiang, I have said before that they are perfect for catching bandits, conducting criminal investigations and interrogations, and even maintaining public order."

"Sou Yi, I just feel that it would be a waste to kill such a talent with just one blow!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Mr. Hu's serious look and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He knew that Master Hu had a bad temper.

When they are laughing and joking with each other, they really treat you as a friend and they are speaking from the heart.

But if it has come to this point where the emperor and his ministers have to make detailed comments, then this matter either involves the country's most important assets and needs to be taken seriously.

Or maybe this old friend is getting impatient and just wants to have a serious discussion.

If you agree, then agree. If you don’t, forget it.

But Zhu Yuanzhang was a little confused for a moment.

The matter of Mao Xiang was actually not a big deal. It was just a matter of a few capable servants. So he gave it to them.

It not only gave face to Mr. Hu, but also barely saved Zhu Yuanzhang's precarious reputation.

The reason why he did not agree immediately was that he just wanted to understand Master Hu's thoughts and get a rough idea of ​​them.

Why is this old guy still emotional?

Although Zhu Yuanzhang didn't understand it, he didn't bother about it.

"Well, in that case, Mao Xiang and the others should give up their official positions and come to your place!"

After saying this, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly had an idea.

He turned his head to look at Master Hu who was about to bow to express his gratitude, and spoke.

"Weiyong, since you plan to implement new policies in your small foreign country, you should do some training in your Hujiazhuang, right?"

Mr. Hu was a little puzzled by this question, but he nodded as a matter of course.

This is what it should be.

Zhu Yuanzhang was delighted when he saw that Master Hu had admitted it.

He smacked his lips and hooked his hands around Master Hu's neck with a sly smile on his face.

"How about I abdicate and go to your place to be your prime minister?"