The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Yan Chengjin's heart moved slightly. No wonder Zhu Houzhao never went to find him.

It turns out this guy has syphilis...

All the officials were uneasy, as if their son had a sore.

Emperor Hongzhi looked pale and would rather suffer from sores. He said nervously: "The brothel of Yan Qing's family has been sealed. Why is it still spread to the palace? What should the prince do?"

"This disease can be transmitted from person to person through clothing, but it is not fatal. I will order Wang Ji to go to the East Palace."

Yan Chengjin was worried, fearing that it would be passed on to the Crown Princess.

Xiao Jing's sharp eyes saw Zhu Houzhao hiding not far away: "Your Majesty, the prince is here!"

Everyone's eyes fell on the corner of the palace and saw half of the toe of a shoe exposed.

Emperor Hongzhi shouted loudly: "Don't come out yet!"

Zhu Houzhao held the painting for Yan Chengjin in his hand and looked around, "If my father sees this painting, I will be beaten to death."

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "What's in your hand?"

"Reporting to my father, this is a painting made by my son." Zhu Houzhao bowed slightly, but his heart was pounding.

Yan Chengjin's face was stiff. Could it be... that it was a picture of the Iron Five?

Emperor Hongzhi said calmly: "Open it."

Before the painting could be opened, the young eunuch in the East Palace knelt down first and almost fainted.

Emperor Hongzhi and all officials felt even more strange.

Immediately, the scroll slowly opened.

Baiguan's eyes went straight, and soon his face turned red to his ears, and he didn't dare to look directly.

It's unsightly and disgraceful!

On the scroll, the five men were handsome and handsome, but their clothes were exposed. They were simply... not wearing anything at all.

Emperor Hongzhi suppressed his anger and roared: "What is this?"

Zhu Houzhao's head shrank and he didn't dare to answer.

"Say it quickly!"

"This is a gift for Lao Gao. The last time I cut off Er Chen's yellow bird, Lao Gao asked Doctor Wang to show this picture to me. Er Chen was humiliated under the crotch and wanted to take revenge." Zhu Houzhao said honestly. Truth.

Baiguan's mood has been unable to calm down for a long time. Yan Chengjin is getting married. Why don't you give this to someone?

Li Dongyang remembered that at that time, he heard the prince shouting that he wanted to kill Yan Chengjin and cut them all together. It turned out that this was the plot.

Knowing that Zhu Houzhao had no good intentions, Yan Chengjin hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, this is an auxiliary diagram needed to treat the disease."

"This...this painting shows Wang...Wang Hua, Mr. Xie, and...and Mr. Li."

"There's writing on it."

Liu Jian saw a few words on the left side of the painting: Picture of a macho man for thousands of years.

Li Dongyang and others' faces turned red and they were so angry that they almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Emperor Hongzhi took a long breath and said, trembling all over, "Bring, bring the whip."

"Your Majesty, Your Highness has a sore, please don't do anything."

Several veterans gnashed their teeth at Zhu Houzhao, but they had to plead for mercy. His Majesty only has one son. If he is beaten to death...

Emperor Hongzhi hesitated.

Yan Chengjin said: "As far as I know, the sores are not fatal. After the treatment, they can be treated together with the whip wounds, which is more convenient."

"What Yan Qing's family said makes sense."

A moment later, before Yan Chengjin could leave the palace, he heard Zhu Houzhao's scolding.

Let's fight. It's okay for Your Majesty to vent his anger.

…

The next day, it was early in the morning.

Yan Chengjin changed clothes under Li Qing'e's service. Li Qing'e always got up earlier than him.

It was inevitable that her ears and temples would rub together, making Li Qing'e's face slightly red.

He Neng lowered his head and snickered, the young master is not a good person.

Yan Chengjin got on the sedan chair and went to court.

Today, Emperor Hongzhi is sitting on the throne, with a sad expression on his face: "Although Guangshang has been pacified in the capital, many people in the capital are still suffering from it. According to my decree, I ordered Wang Ji to general Guangzhou." The prescription for sores will be announced to the world."

Even if you tell the world, you can't get it.

The yield of penicillin was very small. Liangxiang cultivated it for more than a year, but it was all gone in just five days.

Yan Chengjin bowed and said, "I don't think so. One shot of this medicine is worth a hundred taels, so ordinary people can afford it."

The common people contracted sores, which were tantamount to terminal illnesses.

One hundred taels of silver? Emperor Hongzhi took a breath of cold air.

Liu Jian couldn't believe it and said, "Is there a way to make medicinal materials cheaper?"

"No, and the medicinal materials in Liangxiang have been exhausted this time. I hereby warn you, don't go to the brothel within a year, otherwise, even if you have money, you won't be able to cure it.

I only left a hundred sticks of penicillium for Your Majesty. "

Yan Chengjin also secretly kept a hundred tubes for himself. The rest were only enough for Han Wen and Zhang Sheng, and even Wei Shen had no medicine to treat them.

The officials thought they had the medicine and could breathe a sigh of relief.

When I heard Yan Chengjin say that there is money but no law, I suddenly became nervous again.

Emperor Hongzhi felt it was a pity: "The Yanqing family has done meritorious service in the picket. According to my decree, the house built by Jian Changbo will be given to the Yanqing family."

After the imperial court took over Zhang Yanling's mansion, it has been idle.

Yan Chengjin remembered that the door of that mansion opened onto Chang'an Street, with five entrances and five exits, and it was in a downtown area...

This time, Your Majesty is really generous.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Emperor Hongzhi continued: "Tomorrow's palace examination will be presided over by Li Gong. Xiao Banpan will hand over my proposal to the cabinet."

Xiao Jing held a sealed imperial edict and handed it to Li Dongyang.

Yan Chengjin looked at the imperial edict and wondered if Yan Song could pass the third round?

…

Today, the palace examination begins.

At Mao hour, two hundred and fifty tributes, led by the chief registrar of the Ministry of Rites, passed through the Qianbu Corridor.

Before entering the palace, the Jinwu Guards at the Meridian Gate will search your body in order of rank, except for writing and ink, and nothing else will be allowed.

Yan Song walked through the right gate and could see the court rooms where the six ministries were on duty, which immediately caused the tribute scholars to burst into delight.

The time seemed to be just right by the Ministry of Rites.

When they arrived at the center of the Guangting, drums and music gradually sounded.

Yan Song saw Yan Chengjin. Yes, Lord Yan was also one of the fifteen examiners.

The examiner is the highest examiner in the palace examination except for His Majesty.

Usually the cabinet and the nine ministers serve as examiners.

In addition, there are also examiners who receive the papers, seal the papers, hold the papers, seal the papers, monitor the papers, supervise the papers, and supply the papers.

At the first quarter of the morning, Emperor Hongzhi walked out of the hall.

Li Dongyang read the imperial edict, and the palace examination topic was also in the imperial edict:

"I have heard that those who discuss governance in ancient and modern times must compromise with Confucius. I have been in power for seventeen years. I am vigilant at night and get up early, and I always keep the truth in mind. However, the discipline is strict, but the officials are idle, and the fields are cultivated, but the people are noisy..."

The palace examination question is the politics of the prosperous era?

After hearing this, Yan Chengjin was secretly surprised. He should have guessed that His Majesty would ask such a question.

After all, what His Majesty wants most is a prosperous era.

After the imperial edict was read, the slow candidates could not even understand the question.

The scholars sat down according to their rankings, and the stewards began to distribute the questions and answer sheets.

Yan Song thought for a while and began to write:

"I heard that when the emperor is in charge of the world, he must have wise and capable ministers, and must have practical policies to stabilize the world, and then he can hold Tai'a in his palm, drum the Great Smelting in the domain, and promote the rule of law..."

Li Dongyang walked down and stopped beside Yan Song, nodding with satisfaction from time to time.

Then, he looked at the answer sheets of Zhan Ruoshui and Yang Shen.

This year's candidates are full of talents.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Yan Chengjin: "Why don't you go down to Mr. Yan's house to take a look? I heard that Yan Song is your disciple?"

I can't understand it even if I go.

Yan Chengjin said: "I did not accept Yan Song. He came to my house again and again and asked me to accept him as my disciple. This person is really hateful. If I don't accept him as my disciple, he will spread rumors."

The corners of Emperor Hongzhi's mouth twitched fiercely, but he remained calm.

The examiners around him gnashed their teeth and glanced at Yan Chengjin.

Some book friends complained that the protagonist controlled the lifelines of Liangxiang and technology, but Emperor Hongzhi did not kill him. Detoxification: Emperor Hongzhi wanted a prosperous era. Killing the protagonist now is equivalent to killing Xiao He before Liu Bang won the world. Can he still win the world? Liu Bang and Xiang Yu fought one-on-one, and never won once, all thanks to Xiao He, Zhang Liang and other god teammates. So there is a saying that those who can accomplish great things must have a broad mind. Similarly, before the prosperous era came, Hongzhi would not kill the protagonist. In addition, the protagonist has always given benefits to the court and the emperor, that is, he took the initiative to be freeloaders to maintain balance. This has been clearly stated many times in the book, the most recent one being anthracite. Therefore, it is not that the author can write whatever he wants, there are considerations and balances. Finally, please vote for the monthly ticket. There may not be a double at the end of the month. Voting now is the most worthwhile. Book friends who have tickets, please vote for Yixiaoya. Thank you everyone~