The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Censorate,

"Chengjin, this impeachment of the Imperial College is a great achievement."

Dai Shan was as happy as if he had opened a big order of 5 million, squinting and smiling slightly.

This achievement is enough for the Censorate to brag about for a long time.

In the short term, Yan Chengjin does not want to impeach again.

After all, every time he impeached, something big happened, too negative energy, afraid that Emperor Hongzhi would not be able to accept it.

"How about I go to the Pear Garden to watch a play tonight? It's my turn." Dai Shan said happily.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. I am not interested in watching a play."

There are too many people in the Pear Garden, and it is easy to have a stampede accident, which is not very safe.

A dozen days passed in a flash, and the weather was cold.

Today is the day of the Autumn Examination, and the scholars got up early to prepare.

Before Yan Chengjin went to court, he also met Song Jing. From the bottom of his heart, he still hoped that Song Jing could pass the exam.

"If you don't pass the exam, come back and be an engineer."

Song Jing nodded: "Don't worry, sir. I don't have any burden."

"Remember, you are the chief engineer of Liangxiang. You must at least pass better than Xie Pi. This is my only requirement."

Seeing that he is not making progress now, Yan Chengjin couldn't help but remind him.

Song Jing's face turned red to his ears. Only then did he understand that the sir had such high expectations for him.

Xie Pi smiled and said, "Thank you for your appreciation. I'm going."

Song Jing and Xie Pi went to the Imperial Academy together. Now there are only two of them in Liangxiang Shipyard who can take the exam.

The rest of the clerks have to pass the Xiao Sanyuan first.

Yan Chengjin saw an acquaintance, Cheng Minzheng's son Cheng Zitang.

"Sir Yan, long time no see!" Cheng Zitang smiled like a spring breeze and bowed to him.

"Are you sure this year, Zitang?"

Yan Chengjin knew that Cheng Zitang had been studying in the Imperial Academy.

He has a bit of reputation in the capital. He is also a second-generation scholar, much better than Li Zhaoxian.

"I am grateful for your care, and I am somewhat confident."

After a few brief greetings, Cheng Zitang walked into the Imperial Examination Hall.

Yan Chengjin thought of Cheng Minzheng.

...

In a large courtyard with a red gate in Korea.

Cheng Minzheng ordered people to plant grass and trees in the courtyard. The courtyards of Koreans are all bare soil, which is really unsightly.

"Master, someone outside sent a letter, saying it is from the capital." The servant whispered.

Cheng Minzheng hurriedly put down the book. The letter from the capital is probably from my nephew.

When he walked out of the door, he saw that it was Wang Bushui.

He took the letter, opened it, and his face became a little solemn.

Korea was unwilling to send troops to attack Jianzhou, and this letter was exactly the method described by Yan Chengjin.

"My nephew is really reckless." Cheng Minzheng sighed.

Wang Bushui smiled and said, "The young master said that I should assist you with all my strength. What is written in this letter?"

Cheng Minzheng shook his head, found a brazier, and burned the letter.

He returned to the house, changed into a Ming Dynasty uniform, and took a sedan chair to the palace.

In order to show goodwill to the Ming Dynasty, Queen Cishun issued an order that the Ming Dynasty's envoys could enter and leave the palace at will.

Cheng Minzheng had a smooth journey.

In the Sizheng Palace,

King Lee Gye of Joseon sat on the throne and discussed state affairs with the ministers of the government. Behind the curtain, Queen Cishun listened to the government.

"Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty envoys want to see you!"

Queen Cishun's eyebrows moved slightly, nodded, and soon, Cheng Minzheng walked into the hall.

It's so crowded... This hall is not as spacious as the main hall of his Huizhou mansion.

Cheng Minzheng usually doesn't like to enter the palace, so he bowed slightly to show his courtesy.

"Queen Cisun, I want to take Prince Jincheng as my apprentice."

The hall was silent.

The ministers' faces became tense and noisy.

"Prince Jincheng is the king of Joseon and we will teach him!"

"The Ming Dynasty wants to interfere in Joseon affairs!"

The Prime Minister Liu Shunyuan stood up and rebuked.

Cheng Minzheng looked behind the curtain. Prince Jincheng was only twelve years old, and Queen Cisun was in charge of Joseon affairs.

Queen Cisun frowned slightly and tried not to get angry: "What the envoy said really made me feel strange."

Officials from the State Council and the Six Ministries denounced him one after another, but because he was an envoy, their words were more euphemistic.

But from the tone, it didn't sound like praise.

Each person said a few words, and Cheng Minzheng didn't hear clearly what they were saying.

Han Simen lowered his head in thought, and he also received the letter.

"Is this the order of the Ming Dynasty court?" Queen Cisun was slightly worried.

Cheng Minzheng shook his head: "No, it's my own idea."

Queen Cishun and the ministers were like a taut string that suddenly loosened.

As long as it was not the will of the Ming court, they could reject it with confidence. Even the Ming envoys could not forcibly interfere in the government.

"Please go back, envoys. Jincheng Dajun is in the palace and is taught by the ministers." Liu Shunyuan was determined.

The other ministers nodded one after another.

"It's better for Dajun to be taught by me. The cultural heritage of my Ming Dynasty has lasted for more than a thousand years. It is profound and broad. How can it be compared with Korea." Cheng Minzheng said word by word.

The Korean ministers' faces sank. Defaming the Ming Dynasty was a serious crime, so they naturally did not dare to refute.

Queen Cishun spoke: "Why did the envoy take Dajun as a student?"

"Teaching Dajun Jincheng how to govern the country and prosper Korea, isn't this the mission of this official to come to Korea?"

Cheng Minzheng often argued in the court, with ease.

He has been giving lectures at Sungkyunkwan these days, helping North Korea restore its reading culture, and the results are quite good.

There are some scholars who come to Sungkyunkwan to listen to his lectures.

"Of course the knowledge of the envoys is not low. To teach the king of Jincheng, he needs to know how to govern the country. I'm afraid it is far different from giving lectures at Chengjunguan."

Liu Shunyuan naturally didn't want the Lord of Jincheng to be Cheng Minzheng's student, so he frowned slightly.

Concubine Cishun nodded, and the other ministers also nodded and smiled.

However, the next moment they stopped laughing.

"Before coming to Ming Dynasty, I had another identity, that is, I was the teacher of the current emperor of Ming Dynasty.

When His Majesty was six years old, I took him from the hands of the Empress Dowager and taught him to read the Three Character Classic.

When His Majesty was nine years old, I taught him to recite the "Huang Ming Ancestor Instructions" and taught him the way of the emperor.

When His Majesty was eleven years old, I taught him "Zi Shi Tong Jian" and used history as a guide.

In today's prosperous Ming Dynasty, I dare not take credit, but I do have a hard work. "

Cheng Minzheng finished speaking, minding his own business.

Is this the Great Ming Emperor’s Master in front of me?

Behind the curtain, Concubine Cishun was so shocked that she helped Shang Gong stand up.

Liu Shunyuan and others' eyes were full of disbelief. What was the teacher of Emperor Ming doing here?

Han Simen stepped forward at the right time: "Master Cheng is indeed the teacher of the Ming Emperor, and he once served as the right minister of the Ministry of Rites."

Concubine Cishun looked at Han Simen, convinced.

"I have been neglecting you these days."

Cheng Minzheng shook his head: "No problem, can I accept the Lord of Jincheng as my disciple now?"

Concubine Cishun looked at Liu Shunyuan with some hesitation in her eyes.

If the monarch worships the Han as his disciple, it is inevitable that he will not interfere in the government affairs in the future.

"Mother, I want to take Mr. Cheng as my teacher, and like His Majesty the Ming Dynasty, I will govern North Korea into a prosperous age."

Li Yi knelt down in front of Concubine Cishun.

Cheng Minzheng's heart moved slightly. This child is well-behaved, a bit like His Majesty's childhood.

Concubine Cishun sighed: "In this case, the Lord of Jincheng will have to work for the envoys.

It's just that the monarch is the king of the country, so it will inevitably attract criticism. I want to order a silence, so please keep it secret. "

There are two factions in Korea, the Xunjiu faction and the Shilin faction.

If it were known that the king of the country had become an envoy of the Ming Dynasty, he would definitely make a big fuss.

Cheng Minzheng nodded.

Half an hour later,

Cheng Minzheng took Li Yi back to his house and said to Liang Xiaoyi and Liang Xiaoer: "From now on, he will also be the teacher's disciple."

Li Yi knew etiquette well and bowed to Liang Xiaoyi and Liang Xiaoer: "Li Yi has met these two senior brothers."

When Cheng Minzheng returned to the house to change clothes, Liang Xiao said: "My name is Mingzhao, and his name is Ying Ning. From now on, you will clean this yard.

Also, go and pour a cup of tea first to meet your senior brother. It is an indispensable etiquette. "

"Brother, it's two cups."

Li Yi had a grimace on his face, looking like he was a servant.