For teacher, for father

The atmosphere is gloomy, and all the officials are in attendance.

The early morning sunlight revealed little by little on the solemn morning court hall. Ji Hao was in the front row, standing beside Lu Buwei, with his eyes slightly lowered, casually listening to the high-pitched voice of the eunuch in charge, reciting some important events of the day, His gaze was always on the white jade long board in his hand.

He didn't tell anyone about the imperial examination system, not even his own students and Qi Yi mentioned it.

The aspects involved in this matter are too broad, and have even touched the fundamental interests of the current clan. It is impossible for those families who have been officials for generations to support such an official selection system.

However, there are many old officials in the current court, and almost all young officials are not qualified to step into this hall because of their low rank and lack of experience. Special circumstances like Ji Hao's are almost rare.

Even Lu Buwei can be regarded as a dark horse that was killed halfway.Protecting himself with military merits, adding a title to a marquis, and standing at forty, Lu Buwei has already taken the position of prime minister of a country, and is the second father of the current king. Such an honor is not even available to some veteran clans who have experienced three generations of monarchs.

If Lu Buwei did not have iron-blooded wrists and extraordinary courage, he would not be able to stand at the head of the officials today.

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Ji Hao thought about it seriously. He was not in a hurry to report the reform system in his hands. Historical changes were always accompanied by the blood of the reformers. He had to leave a way out for himself first.

First of all, the clans in the court will never let him go. If you have to name people who might support him... it seems that there are only military generals with military achievements, and the man in black robe with a peaceful expression beside him.

Lu Buwei is still young, and the clan and family have not yet had time to develop. Prime Minister Lu can be regarded as a capable minister and ruthless general when it comes to political affairs in the court - this fresh and young official may be what Lu Buwei wants to see.

After thinking about it briefly, Ji Hao stayed in the hall until it was quiet, and when the king was waiting for the officials to report on the political affairs, he took a light step forward and said in a deep voice, "In today's war-torn world, it's time to employ people. There is a shortage of talents in the middle school, few new officials, the king... the ministers are not talented, these few days are free, and for the sake of the abundance of talents in my Great Qin court, I drafted a plan for selecting officials."

"Selecting officials?" This word is new, Ying Zheng's eyes are always on Ji Hao, and now it's rare to see his husband speak out on his own initiative, so he can't help being interested: "Where does this 'selecting officials' come from? What is the standard? There has always been only a system of recommendation and inheritance, but your idea is fresh, and I would like to hear more about it.”

"Officials of Daqin, of course, serve the king, and do their best for my Daqin... This standard has already come out, and it is up to the king what kind of officials he wants to accept."

Ji Hao said slowly, he could already feel the countless probing eyes tightly glued to his body - including Prime Minister Lu who was standing next to him in a high position.

However, which of these gazes are benevolent... The young man is not at all sure.

He not only touched the common interests of all the clans, but also severely shaken the status of the clan members.

If even ordinary people can be officials at will, then the nobles in the court will naturally lose their high status in the past.

"Official selection—from common people to princes and nobles."

The young man's voice was steady, slow and powerful, and he said the most crucial sentence softly - ordinary people can also gain a place in the court through their own efforts.

For a moment, the hall was silent, and even some senior officials in charge of the family couldn't restrain their anger and surprise. They stared at Ji Hao's back, speechless in anger.

A mere prince and grand tutor, just having some anecdotes and adventures that ordinary people don't have, and he wants to use his own power to destroy their family's century-old status?

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable—what kind of intentions does Lord Ji want this commoner to be an official in the court? Treat us as nothing?!"

"There are too many aspects involved in this move, the king must not be hasty, it will chill the hearts of the veterans!"

"..."

The court exploded in an instant, and the courtiers standing behind the clan's family blushed anxiously. For so many years, no one had dared to say such arrogant words straightforwardly. Although Ji Hao was not the first, he was definitely The most heinous one.

"The Great Hermit lives in the city—there are so many talented folks, why can't they gain a foothold in this court?" Ji Hao ignored the stares of the crowd behind him, and quietly said what he had thought about beforehand: "Ghost Mr. Gu has great supernatural powers and enjoys the art of reaching the heavens and the earth. This kind of expert is from the common people, not from the princely family of our Great Qin Dynasty. If everyone in the court really has a skill, why are you afraid of Ji Hao's proposal today?"

He brought up Guiguzi's name, on the one hand, to deter the courtiers who had any ill intentions towards him, and on the other hand, he wanted to produce a strong evidence to let his students and Lu Buwei understand such a truth.

The existence of clans has done more harm to a country that is constantly developing than the benefits they have given.This is especially true for Ying Zheng, who is now almost emptied.

Even if his draft cannot completely suppress the power of the family, it can still be restrained a little, to clear up a breathing space for his students: "The specific details are still being carefully considered. Talent comes first, heroes don't ask where they come from, why should the common people be afraid?"

As soon as these words came out, there was another deep silence in the hall.

Not only was Lian Yingzheng surprised, but Ji Hao's words quietly shook the silent Lu Buwei beside him.

As we all know, Lu Buwei came from a family of merchants. Although the merchants were rich and worry-free, they could not escape the lowly political status after all--rich but not powerful.Even Lu Buwei, who is tough and quick-witted, has made great efforts to get rid of his identity as a businessman, and has encountered many obstacles.

Supporting King Zhuang Xiang's firm belief in Zhao's life, managing everywhere, step by step, dissipating his wealth, lobbying Mrs. Huayang, and even personally leading Yingzheng and Yiren back to Qin at the expense of his own safety...Leading the army to destroy Zhou, Wei, and accumulate Military defense.It is immeasurable how much time, money and energy Lu Buwei has devoted to being respected and admired in an upright manner in the past.

But how many Lu Buwei are there in this world?How many Lu Buweis are there in this huge history? ...

Without an official channel to become an official, the chances of talents among ordinary people being buried are too great - Ji Hao in the past is a perfect example.

Without glib emphasis, no flattery, and no money to support, Ji Hao, a poor scholar who is single-minded to the end, traveled the six countries, lost his way, and was defeated by the cold world with his blood full of enthusiasm. In the end, he only got the reputation of a good gentleman. .

and so……

"Your Majesty, I beseech the king to consider carefully, and make the imperial examination system public to the world. There are plenty of restrictions on the status of candidates, and the examination questions are drawn up, and the examination is unified, so that those with talents will win the official position."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Hao's fair face looked calm and open. A dark embroidered official ink robe wrapped the young man's slightly slender body. His phoenix eyes drooped slightly, his thin lips curled up, and his long hair was tied up with a jade crown. He straightened up unhurriedly, and calmly looked at the emperor with an unsteady expression in front of him.

Only Lu Buwei and the high-ranking Ying Zheng can see the confident and steady appearance of the young man—just like when he asked himself to be a teacher to defeat Wei in the court five years ago, he stood peacefully, his voice was not loud, and his tone was easy-going. But people couldn't help but quiet down and listen to him.

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Ying Zheng was the first one to react. He has more or less accepted his husband's habit of playing cards not according to the rules, but this time the proposal-although he is very interested, he has to admit that it is a bit too much. It's too dangerous.

These few casual words aroused so much resentment for Ji Hao, one could guess from the fierce reaction of Ying Zheng from the courtiers.

No clan would like this seemingly fresh idea, and these powerful nobles and courtiers would not support Ji Hao's idea.

The only one that might give a different answer...

Ying Zheng was not in a hurry to answer. Instead, he turned his gaze slightly to the silent Lu Buwei. He gently supported his chin with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what Zhongfu thinks?"

He had never called Lu Buwei "Zhongfu" on such a serious occasion. Such an intimate and natural address gave Lu Buwei no reason to refuse his godson's question, so he had to answer his question seriously.

Sure enough, the man pondered for a while, and then he spoke in a deep voice, which was even more forceful in the silent hall: "I think Lord Ji can draw up a more detailed plan and present it to the king... If the king and Lord Ji are at ease, I am willing to assist Lord Ji to complete this official selection draft."

"..."

All the officials were in an uproar, and the veteran officials who had just opposed the most strongly choked their throats, staring and speechless.

If even Lu Buwei gets involved in this matter... that would be dangerous!

In an instant, the hearts of the people in the court were secretly surging, and all the clan heirs were thinking about how to deal with these two people - although it was easier to make Ji Hao shut up, but for Lu Buwei... the vast majority of people were still a little bit afraid, and they didn't immediately speak out against them after all. .

The young emperor sat on the high dragon chair, looking at the courtiers' attitude of daring to speak with satisfaction.It seems that Lu Buwei's foundation in the court is stronger than he imagined. Although he temporarily saved his husband this time, he will never lose in a fierce battle with this man in the future.

Ying Zheng's black eyes welled up, now is not the time, he still needs Lu Buwei's sharp blade to deal with those stubborn Qin officials.After thinking about it, the young man curled his lips and cut off those objecting voices: "Even so, there will be Father Lao Zhong and Mr. Lao Zhong."

At the end of this morning, Ji Hao's palms were already dripping with sweat, and it still required a lot of energy and brain power to pour out the thoughts he had thought about for several nights.

Not only that, the young people are very aware that their situation will be even more dangerous after today.

A person slowly wandered out of the morning hall, Ji Hao raised his head, letting the warm sunlight lean on his cold and weak body, narrowing his eyes, not in a hurry to look at the man beside him: "Coincident, Prime Minister Lu also likes to bask in the sun?"

"..."

Lu Buwei didn't answer, but stood in the shadow behind the young man, took a deep look at him, and walked slowly past Ji Hao.Ready to go back home.

After today, not only did he know that Ji Hao was not as indifferent as he appeared, but he also clearly understood a fact that had been speculated for a long time...

"Master Ji, you haven't gone far - the king is looking for you! Please come to the back hall alone to discuss matters, you can't leave!"

The high-pitched voice of the eunuch in charge hurriedly came from behind, interrupting Lu Buwei's thinking. Ji Hao didn't say anything more, and regardless of Lu Buwei's strange behavior today, he responded and turned back to the hall he had just left .

It wasn't until the footsteps behind him became indistinct that the man in the black robe slowly turned around, his eyes tightly wrapped around Ji Hao's slender back.

He can ignore many details, and he can forget many memories from seven years ago, but he is rigid, traditional, and abiding by etiquette—this is the instinct and character that he knows that the former Ji Hao will not change until his death.

And now Ji Hao...

Lu Buwei narrowed his eyes, and a hint of danger quickly passed through the dark pupils.

There is only one possibility - that is, this person is not Ji Hao at all!