The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Come out of the wing of Yaxing, get on the carriage, and prepare to return to Beijing.

Zhu Houzhao's face was full of determination: "You know that scholar, why don't you want him to take the exam?"

"I have never thought of it this way, Your Highness is worrying too much."

Although Yan Chengjin said this, Zhu Houzhao didn't believe it.

Why did Lao Gao care about Chuanshi Academy?

Coming all the way from the palace, he felt something was wrong.

Could it be that Yan Song is really a talent?

A green shadow rushed over, tightening the reins, and the horse stopped quickly beside the carriage.

The Jin Yiwei stood up and said, "Sir Yan, Your Majesty ordered that the scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam should not be appointed to the School of Science and ruin the future of others."

Your Majesty attaches great importance to the Rotation Ceremony.

For example, the students recruited by the Imperial Academy select outstanding tribute students from various prefectures and counties.

Liangxiang College of Science, on the other hand, recruited its disciples from traffickers and government officials, which had nothing to do with each other.

Yan Chengjin frowned slightly.

Yan Song was considered the most unjust among the six traitorous officials of the Ming Dynasty in later generations.

When he first entered the official career, he was upright and even hated corrupt officials such as Liu Jin and Zhang Cai. He complained that Yang Tinghe controlled the government and was jealous of talents.

Are the records in history books correct?

Not necessarily, there are many good and evil people in the world.

When Xu Jie first entered the official career, he was also a person who would rather die than surrender and hated corrupt officials.

He failed in the fight against Zhang Cong and was sent to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment to prepare for execution. After some maneuvering, he was exiled to Fujian and regarded death as home.

But after becoming the chief assistant, he couldn't help but be greedy.

After all, history books are only written by future generations. Yan Song, who has been in power for decades, can be like Li Shimin who ordered historians to beautify himself.

In order to please Yan Song, the historian deliberately added and deleted stories.

What Yan Song's true temperament was when he was young remains to be considered.

If it is true that he is upright and honest as recorded in later generations, he will naturally not obstruct him.

If you step on the two boats of good and evil.

This person cannot be an official, otherwise he will cause harm for hundreds of years and become the enemy of future generations of the Yan family. He must be deprived of the qualifications for the imperial examination.

Back in the mansion, Yan Chengjin wrote and drew on paper. From the bottom of his heart, he hoped that Yan Song would be a good official.

Human nature cannot stand the test, but the human nature of the ancients can withstand the test.

They accept Confucianism, devote themselves to the great righteousness, are willing to do good, are willing to do good things, listen to the Tao in the morning, and die in the evening, pursue the way of a gentleman, keep the laws of heaven and eliminate human desires, and are bound by ethics and teachings.

That's why there are so many honest officials who can endure humiliation.

The questions set are not difficult. If Yan Song can't even withstand this test, Yan Song is really bad.

In the study, Zhu Houzhao walked around curiously. Lao Gao, this bitch, rarely let him enter the study, but he finally let him in today.

The bookshelves are arranged in an orderly manner, and it is an independent building. The interior is similar to the Wenhua Hall in the palace, but much smaller and has a complete collection of books.

There are also many calligraphy and paintings, and there is also a picture of Along the River During the Qingming Festival.

Open the window and you can see the small green lake outside, which is a very beautiful scenery.

"Your Highness, could you do me a favor?"

Zhu Houzhao was wary of him. Although he regarded Lao Gao as a brother, Lao Gao always cheated him: "You tell me first, and I will see if I want to collect money."

If he is beaten, he must be compensated with money.

But in his heart, he was eager to give it a try, wishing that the things Yan Chengjin entrusted him with would be as dangerous as possible, so that he could charge a sky-high price.

Yan Chengjin whispered a few words in Zhu Houzhao's ear.

Zhu Houzhao's eyes widened and he was beaming: "Although I am not cheating on the exam questions, it will anger my father. I will charge you ten thousand taels, right?"

There is going to be a war in Yansui in the northwest.

It was urgent to recruit troops and horses, but he had only saved 50,000 taels of silver and was able to recruit and equip an elite force of 800 people.

There is still 50,000 taels of silver left before an army of ten thousand people.

Yan Chengjin wanted to beat him to death: "Five thousand taels, if your highness doesn't do it, I will give up."

"Okay, you give me the money first."

…

Liangxiang, Cangshuge Pavilion.

Scholars are like monks listening to sermons in temples. They sit upright and three or two government officials set up a high platform, as if they are going to sing an opera.

Yan Song looked at others in confusion: "Is there an actor performing a show?"

"Master Wang is going to give a lecture." The man squeezed the people around him and sat on the ground regardless.

Not long after, Wang Shouren walked up to the stage and began to talk about the mind as usual.

"The heart of right and wrong knows without filtering and can be learned without learning, so it is called conscience. This is the nature of destiny, the essence of my heart, and the one who is naturally aware of it. What I mean is..."

Yan Song's face was solemn and he listened carefully. He didn't expect that there were still people preaching and lecturing in the capital.

This is the first time I heard about Xin Xue.

But such a theory is simply an insult to Zhu Xue, and is seriously deviant from what he has learned in the past.

It's okay not to listen to this principle of delaying your future.

He stood up halfway and got up to leave.

Starting from halfway, most people who listened to the Xinxue lecture would react in this way. Wang Shouren asked, knowingly, "Why did brother leave?"

"I'm sorry for the students not being able to agree with the psychology taught by Master Wang, and I hope you can forgive me." Yan Song bowed and left without looking back.

When I returned to the wing of Yahang, I was stunned. The bed had been cleared, as if it was an empty bunk originally.

Yan Song was shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly ran to ask the waiter: "Shopkeeper, after I paid the money, why did you clear the bed and salute me?"

Xie Yu raised his head and smiled in apology: "There are many scholars coming to Liangxiang, so naturally the one with the highest price will get it."

Profiteer!

A basin of cold water poured down from the top of my head, and the desolation of the bleak world swept over my mind.

The inn in Liangxiang was tight and demand exceeded supply, but he had already paid one month's rent, so there was no reason to evict him.

"How much silver? My bid is higher than his!"

It's not about the silver. Why did you offend Mr. Zhang? Xie Yu also felt miserable: "Eight points of silver, live for one day."

Yan Song looked stiff, and it was more expensive than the restaurants in the capital.

I left Yahang with my bamboo box on my back and when I looked for a place to stay, I found that it was either full or too expensive to pay.

What's even more annoying is that when he went back to Liangxiang Library to read, the government officials stopped him.

"Why can they get in but students can't?!"

"Is your name Yan Song?"

"Exactly! The students abide by the law in a good hometown and have never broken any laws. Why don't you let the students enter the building?"

"That's right."

Yan Song realized something and staggered a few steps. It was said that Liangxiang was a paradise for scholars, but he never expected that the world would be so dark.

The world is dark, bully me Yan Song!

…

Fengtian Temple,

Emperor Hongzhi received news from Liaodong that Alqi, the leader of Duoyan, led his troops to the northwest, but there was not a single soldier in the territory.

Ma Wensheng was worried.

This shows that Andingbo's news is true.

Qin Hong was overjoyed: "Your Majesty can send the royal army north to encircle and suppress the Tatars and Duoyan!"

The Ningxia frontier army fought head-on with the Tatars, and then sent the British Duke to attack from behind, catching them by surprise.

Yan Chengjin frowned, Dayan Khan really married his daughter to Alqi.

Dayan Khan did not know how many troops on the grassland had been integrated. This was a variable that he did not expect.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the urgent report: "If we send 60,000 people northward, how much extra money will it cost?"

Qin Hong looked up at Han Wen and saw that Han Wen didn't answer: "Two hundred thousand taels should be enough."

Spend more or less, just like feeding pigs.

If you feed them too much, your troops will be strong and your horses will be strong; if you feed them too little, they will be dying. There is no fixed rule.

Two hundred thousand taels of silver, if the Tatars cannot be annihilated, all the meat buns will be beaten to dogs, and there will be no return.

Soon, the British Duke Zhang Mao was summoned to the palace.

Emperor Hongzhi asked seriously: "If we send the Duke to march north, how sure are we of destroying the Tatars?"

Zhang Mao was confused. Victory and defeat were common matters for military strategists. Who could give him accurate information?

If you don't win the battle and still receive military pay, you will be scolded to death by civilian officials when you come back.

This group of dog civil servants love to add insult to injury and shirk responsibility.

“I am willing to fight for the imperial court and dare not speak big words to deceive the emperor.

As a warrior, I don't know how to calculate the gains and losses like a civil official, so I can't give His Majesty accurate words. "

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