today for you

It's really uncomfortable today. The first thing I say when I sit on the dragon chair is, if you have something to say, don't waste time.I acted very impatiently, and the officials, not to mention looking at each other, must have doubts, but if I tell the story of my waist injury, I will lose face as an emperor, right?

Fortunately, the ministers still take my orders to heart, and the pace of the discussion today is much faster than usual.However, there are still ministers suffering from difficult-to-choice cancer who are obstructing my return to my heart.Even a small official would have to hesitate for a long time. This is just the appointment of a magistrate of a county outside the capital. If he is asked to appoint a governor, he will have to worry about losing his hair?

Originally, the appointment of the county magistrate does not need to be so troublesome to be discussed in the court, but the problem is that several new officials waiting for the appointment are from various backgrounds. There are sons of nine temples and nine ministers, sons of imperial officials, disciples of Guozijian Jijiu, and nephews of Shangshuling... The sons and nephews of high-ranking officials who have been trained in the Imperial Academy for three years appeared together, waiting to be appointed to official positions.

It is rare for so many second-generation officials to be born at the same time, and it is also because the imperial examination three years ago was the last imperial examination in the reign of the first emperor.Those who are officials are afraid of the replacement of the throne, and they will be replaced accordingly. Many ministers simply take advantage of the time when the late emperor can still hold on, plan for their own descendants, and invest in the family.

And taking the imperial examination that year was a perfect choice.If it is Enyin, then once the new emperor ascends the throne, he will not be able to keep the second generation of officials from these Enyin to the end for his own people, and suppress the courtiers by the way.Thinking about it this way, even if one's own children and grandchildren don't do very well in the exam, as long as they are on the list, even the emperor will have to recognize the solid fame.

This consensus is very common. Those who have school-age children in the families of the ministers of the DPRK and China are all taking up-to-the-point tutoring, hoping that they can pass the exam and be admitted to Jinshi.So it's a pity that the poor students of that year were not as good as the second-generation officials in terms of teachers. Only a few struggled to make it to the list, and most of them still lost their names in the next imperial examination.

In this way, three years have passed, and the Xinke Scholars of that year have reached a critical moment to determine their future official career. Not only the second-generation officials are nervous, but the families behind the second-generation officials are also nervous.I actually turn a blind eye to these things. As long as things are not delayed and things are not too much, I am more indulgent to ministers.

Now the official positions are all arranged in various ways in the competition of various forces, and the result is stuck in the arrangement of a county magistrate who said it was important or not, and said it was not important.This position, I can save it to the end, of course not because it is poor. This small county is the poorest, the most remote, and the least populated county near the capital, but it is also close to the capital. This alone shows its status and greatness. Yin and other counties far away from Tiangao Emperor are very different.

Those places far away from the sky-high emperor have sent all the few poor children, and now this small county town that is not embarrassing or embarrassing is left, and other places that are farther away but more lucrative.Arranged to the last few remaining second-generation officials, although Uncle Laozi has little official position in the court, he is still a Beijing official after all, and his status is similar.You sent this, is that the one you look down on this family?Why should the son of this family go to a poor place?

Therefore, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, who was in charge of the appointment of official positions, had to suffer from the cancer of difficult choices.I've seen him haggard a lot in the past few days, his nasolabial folds have deepened a lot, and he looks like he is suffering and hating deeply.

"I think that Liu Lang can take on this important task." The Liu Lang named by Wang Shangshu is the son of Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple.Just after the roll call, Liu Shaoqing's eyes flew over.Wang Shangshu stood straight, completely unmoved.

"Appointment ready?" I asked.

"Yes." Wang Shangshu said.

"No more changes?" I asked again.

"I won't change it." Wang Shangshu said nervously, wiping off his sweat.

I leaned on the armrest of the dragon chair and stood up: "I know exactly what you are doing, one by one, and I will tell your nephews to be tighter. When you take office, you will be more dedicated to your job than all the poor families. I have eyes, and I can see which ones are useful and which ones can only be used for fooling around. I don’t want to do anything else, but for all my subjects, I can only look at merit regardless of their background. Your nephews are not only watched by me, but also by scholars all over the world. They are all watching, if anyone is messed up, I can't afford to lose face! Retire!"

It's also because these people look ugly today, I can't make a metaphor for it.In reality, how can there be so many children from poor families who rely on their talents to soar to the nine heavens?But see clearly, society needs mobility, and common people also need hope. Whether it is a modern society with a relaxed environment or an ancient society with strict classes, I deeply respect those fighters who break the shackles of inherent classes and climb up step by step.

A simple official appointment today reflects a class problem that has never been solved since ancient times.Although classes have been eliminated in some areas of modern society, there are still classes. This is an indisputable fact.With my meager strength, no matter what era I am in, I cannot liberate all mankind and build a new world.All I can do is to take good care of my own one-acre three-point land, even if it is not fair, it can't get worse.

In the past, I didn't have enough energy, and there was little I could do, but now, I am an emperor anyway, and the co-lord of the world is not just talking about it.In fact, class mobility does not depend solely on imperial examinations. I have to find a way to make the people aware of this.Relatively speaking, the Great Yin Dynasty was a relatively lively dynasty.Thanks to □□□, this kind of relatively lively social tone had already been set at the beginning of the founding of the country. After all, it was a dynasty that allowed the martial arts society and ordinary society to coexist harmoniously.

The continuous low back pain reminded me that now is not the time to think about government affairs, so I went back to Zichen Palace with a sullen face.A long line of traumatologists from the Imperial Medical Office waited in line to see me, and the results of several consultations were reported by an old acquaintance, Feng Imperial Physician.

"Your Majesty, for the current plan, you can only rest more and massage more. The imperial physician has almost prescribed a prescription for dredging collaterals, clearing stasis and strengthening muscles and bones. Please take it on time, Your Majesty."

"How long will it take for me to recover?" I am more concerned about this now.

"This, I'm not sure, the effect of treatment varies from person to person. Your Majesty is young and strong, and he will be cured in less than half a decade." Physician Feng estimated a safe number of days.

When I heard that it would take half a month, my mood became even worse.But the matter of curing a disease is not about treating it today and tomorrow, it's all about being angry, Chen Fu still wants Chen Fu to send the imperial doctors away.The imperial physicians all agreed that I should rest more, so I could only lie down and go to work. Chen Fu took Fu Tuan to Qinzheng Pavilion to bring all the memorials. During this free time, I had to wait.

"Your Majesty?" Feng Xiaolan who had been silent like an invisible person suddenly spoke.

I was a little stunned, and it took me a while to react: "What's wrong? What's the matter?" I asked him.

"Well, can I massage your waist for you?" Feng Xiaolan pointed to my waist.

"You want to massage my waist? Why?" I supported my head with my hands.

"I have a way to make you feel better soon." Feng Xiaolan said seriously.

I came to my senses: "Really? Then give me a massage." I hurriedly called him over.

Feng Xiaolan walked over and began to take off her shoes. I looked at him in shock. Feng Xiaolan was a little embarrassed by my eyes. He slightly lowered his head and said, "That minister will offend me."

Immediately, he stepped onto the dragon bed and spread his legs apart. On both sides of my body, before I could react, it knelt and sat on my knees.The sudden weight surprised me, and I hurriedly shouted: "Ai, Ai Qing, what are you doing?"

"Give me a waist press?" Feng Xiaolan was more puzzled than I was.

"You press your waist, why do you want to get on the couch?" I was a little panicked.

"If you don't get on the couch, you can't exert force." Feng Xiaolan said as it should.

I wiped my face hard, indeed, my dragon bed is too low, only Feng Xiaolan, who is about 1.8 meters tall, has to fold her waist in half to touch me when standing beside the bed, but, but I can’t, just sit on me like this on the leg?It wasn't like this in the clubhouse in the past!I turned my neck to look at him, and met Feng Xiaolan's extremely clear eyes. I turned my head embarrassingly, feeling that I needed to cleanse my mind and cleanse my soul.I feel very ashamed.

"Then I pressed it." Feng Xiaolan brought a notice before she massaged, so I nodded indiscriminately.

"Aww!" I howled in the next second, the pain in my waist was so painful that I doubted my life, "You, you..." I was trembling even as I spoke.

"Your Majesty, relax. Pain is normal. I'm using the inside to unblock your waist that is blocked by the meridians. It hurts a little while unblocking, but you must relax, otherwise the pain will be even worse." They are using me as a test block.

"Stop stop! Fuck, don't press it, I don't want you to press it! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" I danced and kicked, but Feng Xiaolan was sitting on my lap, and my hands were so strong that I couldn't turn over as funny as a turtle.

"Your Majesty bear with it. When I was injured when I was practicing martial arts when I was a child, my master always massaged me like this. After the massage, there will be no pain at all." Feng Xiaolan also used herself as an example to comfort me.

It hurts so much that I wonder if I will believe him if I give birth?I yelled, "You're trying to murder! Oh, can't you, can't you be gentle?"

It was another heavy hand, I flicked like a fish out of water, my eyes widened, I lost my voice in pain, and big tears rolled out of my eyes.I actually cried bitterly!No face to see people, no face to see people.I buried my face deep into the pillow, opened my mouth and bit the fabric around my mouth, and let Feng Xiaolan press my waist, no matter how painful it was, I didn't intend to make a sound, I really couldn't afford to lose my face.

"Your Majesty, it's okay to shout out. Pain is normal. It's just that your majesty is too poor and thin, and the muscles on the waist are too thin. It's easy to press the bones so that the pain is so severe. And you don't only have meridians on the waist. It doesn't make sense, I'm afraid there is no connection anywhere in the whole body, Your Majesty doesn't practice martial arts, hasn't he exercised his body?" Feng Xiaolan said while pressing, completely unaware of the offense.

"I'm exercising, I must be exercising!" I, who has never traveled a long way since crossing, wept blood every word.

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Last night was so hot that I doubted my life. I was woken up several times by the heat in the middle of the night, as if I was going through a fast time travel. I fell asleep for a while and dreamed of a story. When I woke up and went back to sleep, it was the next story. Let people sleep.I have no memory of what I dreamed about.