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Chapter 111 Let me see which unlucky guy was chosen!

The prince had a lame leg and couldn't run away at all.

The old emperor struck the thick branch in his hand and grinned grimly at his annoying son.

"Gao Xian, I haven't hit you in a long time, and you've become a playboy and bully the people in your hometown, right?"

"How many families did you loot to get all these jewels?!"

The thunderous sound frightened the prince and he trembled: "Dad, I... I don't know..."

The old emperor sneered: "You really don't know, these are all ordered to the servants, right? You are only responsible for getting the things, as for how many families are destroyed, the prince does not care."

The prince nimbly got behind Prime Minister Dou and poked his head out: "Dad, please listen to my explanation! I have someone watching me on purpose, how could I bully the people in the village!"

The old emperor stared at his son, his eyes filled with anger. "Of course I believe you must have sent someone to supervise, but the results are right here. There is only one possibility, they hid it from you when they were plundering. I have said it many times, don't be frivolous and never treat people as fools - are you going to say that these pearls and gems were picked up from the river or dug from the mountains!"

【Perfectly completed the task! 】

A familiar voice of joy rang in his ears, causing the old emperor's anger to pause.

Xu Yanmiao? Why is he here? Could it be that——

The old emperor understood and squinted his eyes at the prince: "Are you looking for Xu Yanmiao?"

The prince nodded frantically: "Dad, even if you don't believe me, you should believe Xiao Bai Ze!"

His father was stunned for a moment.

His father nodded: "You are right."

"But your father still wants to beat you."

This time it was the prince's turn to be stunned.

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"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Xu Yanmiao asked very cautiously.

The prince lay straight on the bed, his face swollen and one of his hands tied like a hornet's nest.

"I'm not feeling well." He said expressionlessly, "Do you think I'm feeling well?"

If Xu Yanmiao's thoughts had not reached their ears in time, his father would have regarded him as a bully who bullied the people in the village and would have broken his other leg to prevent him from going out to oppress the people.

Xu Yanmiao held the pestle and rolled it the last half circle. He wiped the herbs off with a cloth strip, made it into a medicated bandage, and took it to change the prince's bandage.

She looked very patient, but she was complaining in her heart: "I didn't expect you to not even check the goods, but just bring the old emperor to check them out."

[What if I have never seen the world and think that the emperor carrying a golden hoe is the ultimate luxury? ]

The prince turned over and looked guilty.

Isn't he... too excited and didn't think of taking a look first?

"By the way, Xu Yanmiao, help me up."

"Oh, well, where are you going, Your Highness?"

"Longmen Mountain!"

"But your legs, Your Highness..."

He already had difficulty walking, and after the injury it became even more difficult for him to move.

The prince supported Xu Yanmiao, limping, but determined: "Let's go!"

When they arrived at the jewel-filled house guarded by the guards at Longmen Mountain, the prince said angrily, "Xu Lang! My father actually doesn't believe me! I assured him that I definitely didn't set up any 'jewel gang' and searched the whole country for rare treasures, but he didn't believe me and even mocked me, saying that seeing is believing. Could these rare treasures have been picked up from the ground?"

"This house was built by Xu Lang." He turned to face Xu Yanmiao and said calmly, "I believe Xu Lang is definitely not a treacherous and evil person. This house must have been built by you using other methods. It has nothing to do with the blood and sweat of the people."

Xu Yanmiao was so moved that he said on the spot: "Your Highness, there are relics on the walls, the ground, and the roof. They are made from chicken bones and mouse bones. It's not expensive... Hmm? What's that sound?"

Xu Yanmiao turned his head and saw that the bushes in the dark seemed to be shaking a little, which was quite scary, so he reached out to pull out the musket.

The prince suddenly became very excited, and he pulled Xu Yanmiao's shoulders to push him towards him: "It's just a fat rat, don't worry about it! Xu Lang, what did you say just now? These are all made from burnt chicken bones?!"

"And rat bones."

"It's all the same! Xu Lang, this is a very important matter. Can you tell me in detail how it burned?"

"OK."

Xu Yanmiao said it.

Behind the bushes, there were one, two, three, or four people squatting. The emperor led the way, followed by the minister, and the group of people sneaked around, furtively pulling aside the brambles to look in the direction of Xu Yanmiao.

Although Xu Yanmiao had said in his heart before that the luxurious house was made of worthless chicken bones, the moment he said it in person, the old emperor's body, which had been standing straight, tilted a little, causing the bushes to sway.

Next to him, the Minister of Revenue was holding his breath so hard that his face turned red and he almost fainted.

One chicken bone equals one precious pearl. If you use those precious pearls to embroider a pearl shirt, it can be sold for at least 100,000 coins, and the raw materials are just a pile of chicken bones!

The treasury will have money again!!!

Although there are mountains of gold and silver being mined, who would complain about having too much money!

The emperor and the minister of finance looked at each other, and they both reached a consensus at this moment.

"Seventy-three! Seven from the national treasury, three from the inner treasury!"

"While others don't know that this thing is worthless, sell it to the wealthy nobles in the country first!"

"Then take them out to sea!"

The two men clasped their hands tightly together, and the gleam of money flashing in their eyes almost blinded the other ministers.

The Minister of Rites decided to join.

He offered a plan: "I heard that India is rich and has many Buddhists. I think they must hope that their monks can burn out the relics."

——Since the imperial court had cracked down on all temples, monks in the country could only eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures sincerely. The phenomenon of monks being rich enough to annex village land, and annexing hundreds or thousands of hectares of land, as in the late years of the previous dynasty, never appeared again.

Old Emperor: "!!!"

Minister of Revenue: "!!!"

The idea...

Wonderful!

The three old bitches' eyes met, and there seemed to be thousands of words hidden in them.

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Although the prince's actions allowed his father to use the relic-making method openly, he was still beaten again.

His father took a rolled-up book and tapped his forehead again and again, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, as if he was playing a game of beating a drum.

"Stupid! After all this time, you still haven't realized that Xu Yanmiao is a double-edged sword. You deserve to have your hand cut off."

The prince asked, "Then why don't you still use him, Dad? You let him be the chief examiner for the Spring Examination next February. Aren't you afraid of problems?"

"What are you afraid of?" The old emperor seemed to be thinking of an appropriate description, and smiled slightly: "Xu Yanmiao is best at doing things within the rules and regulations - haven't you noticed that he has never made any mistakes when doing what he is supposed to do in his position?"

——Your mistake before was that you didn't explain in detail what should and shouldn't be done. It's no wonder that Xu Yanmiao had such wild ideas.

"Yeah?"

The prince looked at the old emperor suspiciously.

Why did he feel that it was just his father's illusion? Xu Yanmiao had indeed not encountered any problems in his work, but whether there would be any accidents involved depended on whether God had mercy on the people around him.

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Xu Yanmiao suddenly had the task of being the chief examiner of the imperial examination on his shoulders. Although he appeared to be delighted and thankful for the grace, he was actually already thinking in his heart, "I really want to be a salted fish."

——In addition to compiling history, he has also been selecting suitable candidates to fill vacancies in official positions. Now there is another spring examination...

"I'm so tired, I'm done QAQ"

Xu Yanmiao rubbed his face vigorously several times and began to look through the imperial examination papers from previous years.

[The old emperor must be crazy. He asked me to set questions for the students to take the imperial examination when I was 19 years old. Many of them were older than me, but he was really relieved.]

[This is no different from writing the college entrance examination papers at the age of 19. ]

The Minister of War, who was the deputy chief examiner of the Spring Examination and also the Grand Secretary of the Huagai Palace, had similar thoughts in his mind.

Other things are fine, but isn't it too thrilling to let Xiao Bai Ze set the questions for the imperial examination? It seems that Xiao Bai Ze didn't even read the Analects of Confucius in its entirety.

Just as he was thinking about it, a voice came hesitantly: "Minister Li, regarding the question setting for the imperial examination, I would like to ask you about the pulse of it."

When he looked up, he saw Xu Yanmiao looking at him straight in the eyes with a serious expression.

The Minister of War suddenly realized something.

It seems... even if this person complains in his heart that things are difficult, he will grit his teeth and do it - whether he does it well or not is another matter, but he is indeed not afraid to step into new fields.

He has such a personality and Your Majesty is willing to cultivate him. In time, he will surely be able to hold a high position in the government and become one of the three dukes and nine ministers.

This thought popped up, and the next thought rushed out quickly -

Your Majesty, are you trying to give Xu Yanmiao as many opportunities to gain experience as possible before your own death? At least, even if anything happens, the founding emperor's ability can cover him up?

Having thought too much, the Minister of War quickly pulled his thoughts back to reality, asked Xu Yanmiao to sit down, and patiently explained to him the inside story of the imperial examination questions.

"There is a convention for setting questions for the Spring Examination. The first test is three questions on the Four Books and four questions on the Five Classics. The second test is one question on essays, five questions on judgments, and one question on imperial edicts, imperial decrees, and memorials. The third test is five questions on classics, history, and current affairs."

"The first and second rounds are not the main point. Just figure out the questions. The most important one is the third round..."

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After leaving the yamen and on the way home, Xu Yanmiao kept thinking about the explanation of the Minister of War.

The third round consists of five questions on classics, history and current affairs, which focus on examining students' insight into current affairs, understanding of national policies and research on laws and regulations.

At the same time, it is actually also a test for the examiners who set the questions. Their political stance and will inclination can be seen from the content of their questions.

At this point, the Minister of War gave him two impromptu examples: "In the previous dynasty, when Emperor Wen of Zhou seized the throne from his nephew, the inner curtain official flattered the emperor in the first imperial examination. The topic of the policy essay that year was summarized as 'clearing the emperor's side is the act of a great sage and saint. When a country is about to fall, a sage will be born to support the country.' The chief examiner that year was directly promoted from the Minister of Personnel to the Minister of Rites."

"Also, during the reign of Emperor Jing of Zhou, the Empress Dowager committed adultery with a court official, causing chaos in the palace. The chief examiner then asked a question to satirize this matter, asking about 'propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame'."

After he said this, Xu Yanmiao had a rough idea in his mind.

[I understand! The test questions are tailored to the person!]

【I know how to ask questions!!!】

Not only did he target the emperor, he also wanted to save his own life.

But the emperor can't do that, because there are still candidates taking the imperial examination this spring!

Many candidates have already arrived in the capital to prepare for the spring exam three months later. Many candidates have been coming in and out of the officials' residences during this period, and the hostels near the examination halls are also full of people.

He didn't pick anyone in particular, he would just look up gossip about anyone he met.

If the other party is not filial to his parents, he will use "filial piety" as the topic.

If the other party bullied the weak and other students in school, he would use the title of "Great Revenge".

If the other party concealed his marital history, abandoned his wife and children, or became a son-in-law for the sake of imperial examination but was prepared to leave the whole family without a son, he would use the topic of "Criminal Law".

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[Great! It's decided! ]

Xu Yanmiao happily went to the street where the students lived. On the way, she bought a freshly fried meat pie and ate it while walking.

——Next, let him see which unlucky guy gets chosen!

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There was a boat docked at the ferry on the bank of Luo River.

Three people came out of the cabin, two men and one woman.

One of them was nearly fifty years old, but he had a very handsome appearance, and he was very neat and tidy, with not a single wrinkle on his clothes.

A man in his twenties, handsome and good-looking, but with arrogance in his eyes.

There was also a woman with a girlish bun, who looked calm and graceful, but had very bright eyes.

Before they got off the boat, several strong men came over carrying three sedan chairs. They walked quickly to the three people, put down the sedan chairs, lowered their eyebrows and said: "Mr. Ji, my dear, my lady, please get on the sedan chair."

A sedan chair is a kind of sedan chair, with a bamboo chair placed between two poles. It is carried by two sedan bearers, one in front and one behind. The thick calluses on their shoulders from friction support the poles, ensuring that the sedan chair will not shake.

The woman shook her head and turned away.

Ji Gong opened his mouth slightly, then closed it silently. He looked at the woman's back and signaled several strong servants to follow closely.

The young man couldn't believe his eyes. He swallowed and asked carefully, "Godfather, what's going on with Ah Zheng..."

Ji Gong, or Ji Sui, did not respond. He just lowered his thick eyelashes and asked calmly, "Are you confident in this spring's imperial examination?"

The young man cleared his throat and said proudly: "The top spot must belong to my son!"

Ji Sui nodded slightly: "Then you have passed the imperial examination."

The young man smiled in response.

The two of them got on the sedan chair.

In addition to the sedan chair carriers, a dozen strong servants quickly ran down from the boat and trotted in front of the sedan chair to clear a path to prevent collisions between people and animals.

There were also seven or eight strong servants behind the sedan chair, carrying luggage and holding book boxes, making for a very grand occasion.

On the sedan chair, Ji Sui spoke again: "I will take you to meet my friends later and let them comment on your policy. They can also tell us about the situation in the capital."

The young man showed no unusual expression, and seemed to be unfazed by honor or disgrace. He just bowed and said, "Thank you, foster father."

The more Ji Sui looked at it, the more satisfied he was.

This young man was originally a student in the prefecture where he governed. He was intelligent and studious, but unfortunately both his parents had passed away, so he had to suspend his studies and return home to farm.

Although he was poor, he was kind-hearted. There was a cemetery about 10 to 20 miles west of his village, where the ownerless bones were dumped, exposed to the wind and sun every day, and eaten by wild animals. He was saddened by the sight, so he would go to the cemetery after finishing his farm work every day, pick up the bones and bury them.

In addition, he did not forget to study classics while farming, and later he passed the examination and became a scholar.

Ji Sui liked his character and appreciated his talent, so he adopted him as his adopted son. One reason was that there would be someone to carry on his knowledge, and the other was that there would be someone to take good care of Qin Zheng a hundred years later.

This trip to Beijing is to plan the future of this adopted son.

Just as he was thinking about which high-ranking official to take the young man to see, Ji Sui turned around and saw Xu Yanmiao, who was waiting for him on the side of the road, walking over to the sedan chair that was ahead of him in the driveway, holding a cake in his hand and eating it slowly.

The other party also saw him.

Ji Sui pinched his nose subconsciously.

"Why again..."

Met Xu Yanmiao again?

Then, Xu Yanmiao looked at his adopted son, then looked at him again. It was unknown what he was thinking, but a subtle pity flashed in his eyes.

Ji Sui: "..."

For some reason, Ji Sui had a familiar ominous premonition.

He even couldn't help but want to find a fortune teller to see if he was destined to be incompatible with Xu Yanmiao.

The author has something to say:

The first test consists of three questions on the meaning of the Four Books and four questions on the meaning of the Five Classics; the second test consists of one question on essays, five questions on judgments, and one question on internal affairs such as imperial edicts, imperial decrees, and memorials; the third test consists of five questions on classics, history, and current affairs.

——"An Analysis of the Relationship between the Imperial Examination Questions and the Chief Examiner in the Ming Dynasty"

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Chapter 112 If you don't abandon me, I will become your adoptive father...

Xu Yanmiao swore that she didn't bump into Ji Sui on purpose.

Ji Sui was so impressive that he saw him from afar and was curious, so he walked over. When he found out it was Ji Sui, he was even a little surprised - hadn't he been banished from the capital?

Then, he became even more curious and flipped through it, and found that Ji Sui was there to send his adopted son to take the imperial examination.

【Oh no! It's a candidate! 】

[Isn't this a coincidence? The first unlucky person is decided to be you, Ji Sui's adopted son! ]

After reading his story, Xu Yanmiao fell into deep thought.

It's a little hard to judge...

When attending court the next day, Xu Yanmiao still couldn't help but sigh.

[Does Ji Sui have poor eyesight? ]

Ji Sui, who came to the court to report on the work of the provincial government, felt those subtle gazes coming towards him and his heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't hear Xu Yanmiao's inner voice now, but he could judge that Xu Yanmiao must have said something that caused these Beijing officials to behave like this.

Now the question is...what did Xu Yanmiao say? Was it a good thing or a bad thing?

[He used to protect the crown prince, but in the end he found out that this was not his biological nephew, and the other party also harmed the daughter of the girl he had been looking for for most of his life.]

[I finally picked a scholar who looked like a decent person and adopted him as my adopted son, hoping that my granddaughter would have someone to rely on after he passed away. But I picked another one... emmmm, it's so hard to describe...]

The old emperor rubbed the dark circles under his eyes - he hadn't slept well the whole night after choosing Xu Yanmiao as the chief examiner.

He was originally in low spirits, but upon hearing this, he immediately glanced at Ji Sui calmly.

——It is hard to describe what made Xu Yanmiao give such an evaluation. What kind of weird thing did Ji Sui choose?

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Ji Sui felt that more eyes were being focused on him. However, in the court, he had no way of asking others what they had heard. He could only look gloomier and his heart sank.

[Tsk tsk, it turns out that after he passed the examination for the title of scholar, he not only targeted Ji Sui, but also the governors of two nearby prefectures.]

[He was so lucky that he saved the family of the prefect of Anqing and was appreciated by the prefect. He wanted to adopt him as his adopted son. He was still not satisfied and went to Jinling to pick a seriously ill woman and took care of her day and night. After the woman died, he spread the love story between him and his deceased wife everywhere - in fact, the woman had only known him for less than seven days.]

[However, since he was so willing to work so hard, it's no wonder that the Jinling prefect didn't see that he had ulterior motives and thought that he was loyal and wanted to marry his daughter off.]

[Luckily, fortunately, she didn't get married. Fortunately, the scholar had three choices, so he wanted to pick one - it was a joke in hell. ]

[This is so funny, so Ji Sui is the most suitable, right? He has no son, only a granddaughter. His sister is the Crown Princess and it is impossible for her to give him an adopted son. Once he passes away, he can enjoy the best resources.]

[How pitiful. Ji Sui will be so pissed when he finds out. He was chosen not because he has the best knowledge or the greatest charm among the three, but because he has no son, hahahahahaha! ]

[Ji Sui still thought that the other party recognized him as his foster father because he admired his knowledge! ]

[Compare prices from three stores... No, compare prices from three stores! ]

"puff--"

"Ahem..."

Tiny bursts of laughter reached Ji Sui's ears, which were obviously the result of restraint.

Ji Sui tensed his toes. He couldn't hear his inner voice, but he knew that this was happening, which made him feel irritated.

What did Xu Yanmiao say? Is it related to him?

The official who was on good terms with Ji Sui straightened his clothes, tiptoed over, and when he relayed the message, he repeated his thoughts in his own words.

——Except for the "Three Daddies".

This must be done in the original words, otherwise the original words will lose their flavor.

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Ji Sui almost choked and coughed up blood because of the smell.

His hands were shaking after listening to it, and when it was his turn to report, his voice was almost squeezed out through his teeth.

[Hmm? Is Ji Gong feeling uncomfortable in the throat? Why does the pronunciation sound a little weird?]

Before the ministers who could hear the inner voice could laugh secretly, they heard Xu Yanmiao's next words: [It has nothing to do with me anyway, I'd better focus on being the chief examiner. ]

[Minister Li said that there are thirteen children of officials taking the exam this time - so I have to pay special attention to them.]

[Who is this... Oh! The nephew of the Junior Secretary of the Zhanshi Mansion! Make a note of this!]

The Shao Zhanshi, who was watching the fun, was completely blown away by this sentence.

After I recovered, I felt really disappointed.

No, no! What's there to pay attention to about my nephew! He came to take the imperial examination honestly, and I never asked anyone to take care of him! After he came to the capital, he hardly went out to make friends!

It was nothing at first, but once you pay attention to it, it may become something big!

Shao Zhanshi believed that his nephew would not cheat in the imperial examination, but what if! Moreover, what if he paid attention and found that the person was a good person, but there were some things in his family that were not so good, then it would be the end!

Maybe all those ten years of hard study have been in vain.

[The brother-in-law of the Minister of Personnel has also come to take the exam. My boss's brother-in-law, um... I must pay special attention to him, lest he does anything that damages my boss's reputation.]

Minister of Personnel: "..."

Suddenly I felt that the weather in November was really cold and chilly.

We agreed to only pay attention to his wife's younger brother. Xu Yanmiao wouldn't be paying so much attention that he would think of taking a look at the situation at the Minister of Personnel's home... right?

That shouldn't be the case, right?

[Hmm? What does the commander think of me? ]

[Hmm... I shouldn't have missed a question, right? ]

The Minister of Personnel's mouth twitched.

He had finally gotten the position of Shangshu, but he was willing to take such a risk just for his wife's brother. Even a simple thought would show that it was impossible.

Xu Yanmiao also rejected it himself: [It shouldn't be, the boss doesn't look stupid. ]

Minister of Personnel: "..."

You know I'm not stupid, right?

[Besides the Junior Secretary and the Minister of Personnel, who else is there? Oh, that's right! The son of the Imperial Censor Wei Da! ]

[Wuhu! One more material! I don't know what this Wei Yushi's son is like, but Wei Yushi is really good at being an official, write it down! ]

[Amazing! The old emperor asked him to supervise the engraving and publication of Xia Lu, which cost a total of 30,000 taels of silver. He quoted 800 taels and paid the rest himself!]

[Let me see what kind of question this behavior should be asked... Hmm, emotional intelligence or overstepping the boundaries? ]

The other officials looked at Censor Wei stealthily, their eyes half filled with shock and half with pity.

The first victim arrived.

It's all the Minister of War's fault! Why mention the sons of officials for no reason?

Wei Yushi hastily denied it to the people around him: "I'm not, I didn't..."

He paused and fell silent.

He didn't realize for a moment that this was Xu Yanmiao's accusation, and subconsciously wanted to get away with it by denying it. But now...

A Jinyiwei came up to him and said casually, "The emperor asked me to tell Wei Yushi that his family has a lot of assets."

Censor Wei felt that whatever he said was wrong, and he felt like an ant on a hot pan, panicking.

——Yes, he did not tell the emperor about this advance payment. However, some high-ranking officials were aware of it, and he mainly wanted to show these high-ranking officials that he was capable of handling things.

He has already used this skill to win praises from several high-ranking officials! Promotion and wealth are just around the corner!

But now, everything has been ruined by Xu Yanmiao!

Censor Wei did not dare to resent Xu Yanmiao and could only secretly glare at the Minister of War.

Why are you talking about this? My son is going to take the imperial examination! Can I help him cheat?

Can't you treat him as a normal candidate!

[Hmm, there should be more...]

The Minister of War felt that many eyes were staring at his back with murderous intent, but he did not panic. Instead, he straightened his back even more with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

If he wasn't in the court, if he wasn't afraid that Xu Yanmiao would hear him, he would have said a few words -

What's wrong? What's wrong? Students from poor families are already at a disadvantage compared to the children of officials. If we don't keep a close eye on them, someone might turn a blind eye to them for the sake of their fathers/elders!

China is a place that values ​​human relationships. There is no need to give out cheat sheets, arrange a better room in advance, and not walk around the examinee frequently to make him nervous. You can even circle a key point before the exam starts to hint which book the questions will be from... Even if Xiao Bai Ze was there, it would be impossible to prevent such things from happening.

The best way is to keep a close eye on them from the beginning.

The author has something to say:

If you don't abandon me, I will worship you as my adoptive father. This is Lu Bu's trick ()

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Chapter 113 Imperial Physician! Call the Imperial Physician Quickly!!!

Xu Yanmiao doesn't understand all these twists and turns, but he is obedient, doesn't make trouble, and never thinks he is smarter than others.

——Since the Minister of War has reminded him to pay attention to these children of officials, he will focus on them.

As a result, as soon as the court was called, the families/elders of those officials' sons gathered around.

"Xu Lang was only 19 years old and he was able to climb the Zhigong Tower. He is really a young man with great potential."

——Zhigong Building is where the chief examiner of the imperial examination watched the candidates take the exam.

"My people are already over 40 years old and are still taking the imperial examination. It is really shameful."

"My boy is the same - Xu Lang, I like to think about things, but now I just want to be honest with him. I hope this child has real talent and knowledge, so that he can better serve Your Majesty. If his virtue is not worthy of the position, there will be disaster. Xu Lang, don't be soft on him."

"Me too!"

Xu Yanmiao was surrounded by people and bombarded with people, but she only remembered one core idea: [You want me to be fair and just, right? ]

[I will be fair even if they don't say anything. Whether these people are telling the truth or hinting at something, it has nothing to do with me.]

The college students raised their heads proudly.

[College Entrance Examination——No, those who use favors in the imperial examination are all rubbish! ]

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After finally getting out of the crowd, Xu Yanmiao bumped into Ji Sui head-on and bowed to him, "Mr. Ji."

Then he left. But those glances from time to time...

Ji Sui's temples were throbbing, and he really wanted to grab Xu Yanmiao and tell him that he should either leave immediately or speak frankly about what happened. This kind of ambiguous look made it clear that he was concerned!

After the people had gone far away, Ji Sui pulled over an official—a well-known honest man in the court—and asked, "What did Xu Yanmiao say in his heart just now?"

The official who was held back was terrified and stammered without saying a word.

——It's obvious that what Xu Yanmiao said was definitely not good.

After several breaths, the official whispered, "He... he was praising Duke Ji..." Feeling Ji Sui's distrustful gaze, the official said, "He said... Duke Ji is very courageous."

Ji Sui: "?"

Is this really a compliment?

Absolutely impossible. Why would Xu Yanmiao praise him for no reason?

"Tell me the truth, I don't blame you."

The official gritted his teeth and continued, "Xu Lang said, Lord Ji, you are very courageous. First you misjudged your wife, then you misjudged your fake nephew. You didn't even realize that you had a problem with your judgment of people. You even dared to adopt a son, hoping that he would be a backer for your beloved granddaughter. You are not afraid of being wiped out. If you really have this idea, instead of choosing by yourself, you might as well draw lots and choose a reliable one... Lord Ji?"

Ji Sui's heart attack has already shown on his face.

After a pause, he spoke unhappily, "There are always women in the world, so my wealth and connections will naturally be left to my granddaughter. But women have a hard life, and if there are no men in the family, there will always be demons and monsters who want to try to tear a piece of meat from her - what does he, a cute boy, know!"

The official whispered, "Xu Lang mentioned this in his heart. He said: Rather than trusting outsiders, it is better to trust the Crown Princess."

"He also said that if you must choose for yourself, it would be better to eliminate all the people you like after choosing, and then pick the one you dislike the most from the remaining people..."

In response to this "insult", Ji Sui took a deep breath and decided to skip it.

"Does he think I did this without thinking? I adopted him as my adopted son and signed a contract with him as proof. The adopted son signed, the guarantor signed, and the witness signed. After my death, he must protect my granddaughter and escort her. If he does not abide by the contract, he will be punished - although Ji is dead, his relatives and friends are still alive."

——But it would be different if she was sent to the royal family. If the royal family bullied A Zheng, no one would stand up for her.

The official whispered, "Xu Lang also said that Lord Ji and his relatives and friends are quite old, but Yi Nan is young and will be promoted to a high official sooner or later. At that time, no one will offend him for an orphan girl, and a contract can only rely on his conscience."

Ji Sui's silence was deafening.

Didn't he secretly worry about these things? But Ah Zheng didn't want to get married, and he didn't want to force Ah Zheng, so he could only think of ways to increase her number of relatives so that outsiders would not dare to bully her.

What else can he do?

"If only I had left behind a child when I was young..."

The official hesitated to speak.

"Actually, Xu Lang also said this..."

Ji Sui choked suddenly.

How could this person have so many things in his mind!

"What did he say?"

"He said..." The official pinched his throat and imitated Xu Yanmiao's voice: "Ji Sui, why don't you give up the throne to your adopted son and let him protect you..."

"Ridiculous!" Ji Sui threw his sleeves and said, "I am a man——"

Official: "...Actually, Xu Lang also has something to say about this."

"..."

Ji Sui had a heart attack and his vision went dark.

Official: "He said, Ji Gong, you can also be a woman... uh, the last part is a bit vulgar."

Ji Sui held his throbbing eyebrows, veins popping out on his forehead: "Speak!"

That's what you asked me to say!

The official was a little excited, "Xu Lang said, it's so nice to rely on others, why don't you enjoy it yourself - Lord Ji?"

"Mr. Ji?!"

"Imperial Physician! Call the Imperial Physician!!"

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"He told me why he adopted me as his adopted son..."

Qin Zheng spoke softly. Opposite her sat Empress Dou.

——She would go with Ji Sui just to come to the capital to see the queen. The queen left her a sign. If she wanted to enter the palace, she could take the sign to the queen's manor and someone would arrange it for her.

After telling the whole story of her adopted son, Qin Zheng's throat felt rusty. She seemed to want to say something, but she didn't know how to start. She could only remain silent and lower her head slightly.

Empress Dou covered her hand.

Qin Zheng looked up in surprise. The warmth from the soft palm seemed to flow through her whole body.

Her Majesty the Queen gently asked her: "A Zheng, what do you do on a daily basis?"

This is because she knows how to organize language.

"In addition to reading and learning dance, I also go to the countryside to provide free medical treatment for those who cannot afford it."

As Qin Zheng said these words, there was no change in her expression.

She didn't have any lofty ideals, nor did she think about the benevolence of a doctor. She just wanted to find something to do for herself - but she did pity the poor who had no money to treat their illnesses. This pity was the same as when she saved the crown prince and the little rabbit with a broken leg on the roadside.

Empress Dou smiled at her and said, "A Zheng is a very good doctor. It was A Zheng who discovered that I was a little unwell this time."

The hall fell silent again.

A ray of warm sunlight penetrated through the window, illuminating the frost on the wintersweet in the vase, from the tip of the petals to the root.

There was also a light layer of red around Qin Zheng's earlobe.

She said embarrassedly: "I learned the unconventional way, and I only know how to use cheap herbs when prescribing medicine. Your Highness is kind-hearted, so he is willing to take it. If it were the imperial physician..."

The smile on Empress Dou's face turned into a laugh. "I was not born as an empress. When I was young, I couldn't afford precious medicinal herbs or even cheap medicines. On the contrary, the prescription you wrote, Azheng, made me feel very close to it. It's also effective. Once I applied it, my body felt much more relaxed."

Qin Zheng became even more shy, and the redness spread from her ears to her cheeks.

Empress Dou asked her, "Since Ji Sui is worrying about where you will go after a hundred years, do you have any ideas?"

Qin Zheng's rosy face turned slightly pale.

She cheered up and answered Empress Dou seriously: "I don't know. Maybe I will be an ordinary doctor in the countryside - but I must scratch my face."

Facing Empress Dou's understanding gaze, Qin Zheng's eyes were red. "Even if it's because of Lord Ji, even if Lord Ji sent strong men to protect me, when I'm practicing medicine, there are still men who want to touch me, even if I wear a veil. In the future... I'm afraid they will become even more rampant. It's better to destroy this face."

"Perhaps, as Lord Ji said, it would be much better to have someone to rely on after getting married. But I don't want this... Your Highness, I don't want to get married."

The incident with the Crown Prince left Qin Zheng with a deep psychological trauma, and she was even more resistant to getting married.

Empress Dou said: "A Zheng, have you ever thought that your own knowledge is your reliance?"

Qin Zheng was stunned.

"Your dancing skills allow you to be a dancing master in the princess's mansion. With the princess's mansion as your back, no ordinary person would dare to bully you. And your medical skills——"

Empress Dou said softly, "The prince is not interested in beauty and is in poor health. If someone can live in the East Palace and take care of his health, I will feel at ease. Although there is a descendant of the medical immortal in the capital, her husband was exiled. Your Majesty is wary of her and is worried that she will play tricks with the medicine, so he cannot let her go to treat the prince."

Qin Zheng looked down blankly, looking at her hands that often grind herbs. Her fingers were slightly bent, as if she wanted to hold something, but she was a little hesitant.

"It's not pity, nor charity—" Empress Dou's words almost tightened Qin Zheng's heart: "How you can live depends entirely on your medical skills."

"If my son lives another 20 or 30 years, you will be in your 30s or 40s, and you will be a female doctor in the palace. No one will dare to covet you. The only one who can make you helpless is the next emperor. But if my son can live another 10 years, you will be in your 40s or 50s. There are many delicate girls in the world. How can the next emperor set his sights on you?"

"A Zheng."

Empress Dou clenched Qin Zheng's hand into a loose fist.

He said seriously: "Ji Sui is too concerned. But I want to tell you——"

"In this life, the only person you can rely on is yourself."

The author has something to say:

Regarding the need to sign a contract for adopting a son, please refer to "The Contract for Adopting a Son by Hu Zaicheng, a Citizen of Longle Township in the Year of Renxu".

Chapter 114: Have I... accidentally entered some Shura field?

The wind carries plum blossoms into the courtyard, filling the whole garden with fragrance.

Cats and dogs playfully crawled through the fence, and fat roosters clucked.

Elegance and vulgarity coexisted. In Ji Sui's plum garden, chickens raised by Qin Zheng would sometimes fly over. When he played the piano, the chickens would cluck. After a while, the hired maid would come in with a panicked look and take the chickens away. Qin Zheng didn't want to get along with him.

These are all far away in Luzhou.

——He is the prefect of Luzhou.

Now, Ji Sui was just lying in his old house in the capital, wrapped in a thick quilt, staring at the curtains in a trance.

Just now, Qin Zheng came to find him, with brisk footsteps that he had never heard before. Then she told him - or rather, in his feeling at that time, it was actually more like a declaration.

His granddaughter told him that she had found her own way. She wanted to take care of the prince's health and earn a free and easy future for herself.

Ji Sui... was very silent.

He suddenly realized that Qin Zheng...maybe she didn't need him to consider every aspect for her.

——She can live well on her own.

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Ji Sui stayed silent in his house for three days, ignoring all external affairs.

It was not until the fourth day that Quan Yingzhang came to the door.

The 88-year-old man was leaning on a cane, but he was in good health. He walked with high spirits and ease. After entering the door, he looked at Ji Sui and saw that he looked silent. He raised his eyebrows and sneered abruptly: "I think you already know that Mao Shi is a fake?"

The Book of Songs is now divided into four versions. The ancient text of the Book of Songs is written in ancient characters, which are respectively called Qi Poems, Lu Poems, and Han Poems.

The modern version of the Book of Songs is written in modern characters, and the popular version is the Mao Shi.

The leader of the Ancient Literature School labeled Mao's poems as a forgery, which was clearly an attempt to dig up the roots of the Modern Literature School.

Ji Sui, who was originally half dead, suddenly raised his head and looked at Quan Yingzhang with a sharp gaze, like a ray of lightning across the sky.

He brushed off his sleeves, stood up, and said word by word: "Oh? I would like to hear more details."

The atmosphere became tense in an instant.

There are many people from the ancient literature school behind Quan Yingzhang. Their eyes are fixed on Ji Sui. They are wary but relaxed at the same time.

——Ji Sui is now devastated by the blow he has dealt with his granddaughter and being sent to serve as an official in a remote area. What use will it be even if he tries to cheer himself up?

At this moment, a voice came from the door again: "Mr. Ji!!!"

Ji Sui looked over and saw officials from the Modern Literature School looking at him in embarrassment, clearly having been badly bullied.

Ji Sui narrowed his eyes slightly: "Tell me, what's going on?"

An official from the modern literature school stepped forward and quickly organized the words: "Ji Gong, in the sentence 'Yi Wo Lai Mou', is the word 'lai' used incorrectly? Modern literature believes that 'lai' is the same as 'wheat'. However, not long ago, the ancient literature school proposed that the word 'wheat' is followed by '夂', which means toes pointing downwards. How can wheat have feet? Therefore, in ancient times, the word 'wheat' should mean 'walking'. 'lai' cannot be the same as 'wheat'."

This proves that the modern literary school's annotations on the Book of Songs are wrong!

Ji Sui frowned unconsciously.

From the words used by this official, we can see that the idea that "lai" cannot be translated as "mai" is actually something that many people in the modern literary school could not help but agree with.

This is... not good.

The interpretation of chapters and sentences is the cornerstone of modern literature. If there is no way to refute it, I am afraid that many students of the modern literature school will either lose their faith or turn to studying ancient literature.

But where was he to rebut?

Quan Yingzhang stood by with his cane and waited patiently, but in fact, he didn't think Ji Sui could figure it out - or at least not in a short time.

Ji Sui did not speak in a hurry, but his brows were furrowed more and more, and the furrows between his eyebrows were deep.

The officials of the Modern Literature School looked at Ji Sui with light in their eyes.

A moment.

Ji Sui uttered a "huh" and ordered, "Bring me some paper and pen."

"yes!!!"

The officials of the Modern Literature School suppressed their excitement and rushed to get paper and pen.

This time it was Quan Yingzhang's turn to frown.

The old hand held the dove on the end of the stick tightly, as tense as a cat whose fur was about to explode.

Ji Sui wrote the word "来" on a piece of paper and said, "来 has the shape of wheat. The characters "人" on the left and right are the shape of wheat ears drooping down."

Quan Yingzhang sneered, "Doesn't this further prove that the word 'lai' symbolized wheat in the old days? It still cannot prove that 'mai' also symbolized wheat in the old days - Ji boy, are you going to abandon the dark and join my ancient literature school?"

Ji Sui seemed to be unaware of the ridicule and said nothing. He just calmly wrote the word "麥" (wheat) next to it.

Then, he said slowly, "The Book of Songs, Da Ya, says that good seeds were born. This sentence clearly states that good seeds are given by the care of heaven. Heaven gives them. The character 'wheat' is 'upper coming, lower 夂', with wheat on the upper side and toes pointing downwards on the lower side. Doesn't it correspond to the saying 'wheat comes from heaven'? Therefore, 'wheat' also means wheat, not walking."

The officials of the ancient literature school changed their expressions. They didn't expect that Ji Sui actually found a way to refute.

Ji Sui began to fight back.

"Mr. Quan hasn't even finished reading the Book of Songs..." He smiled playfully and arrogantly: "Instead of pondering on the meaning of the word, you might as well go home and study the different ways to write the word '回'."

When people from the Modern Literature School looked at each other, they could see the surprise on each other's faces.

One by one, they looked at Ji Sui with burning eyes, with undisguised longing in their eyes.

Ji Gong!!!

The moon surrounded by mountains!!!

The gazes of the ancient literary school slid uncontrollably onto their moon.

Quan Yingzhang's mind is surprisingly calm.

Sentences of exegesis flew through his mind at high speed, with four or five characters flashing at the same time in a breath.

The solution to this problem is...

it's here!

"Heaven is heaven?" Quan Yingzhang slammed his cane into the ground and looked at Ji Sui calmly: "Ridiculous."

"The Mao Shi talks about the Zhou Song Siwen, saying that it is a song of music that 'Hou Ji is as good as Heaven'. In it, 'Si Wen Hou Ji, who is as good as Heaven', have you fools forgotten the line? Heaven is the emperor. The 'come' in 'wheat comes from Heaven' should not be 'come' as in 'come to', but 'reward' as in 'grant' or 'award'. Wheat comes from Heaven, and wheat comes from Hou Ji's 'reward'."

Now it was Ji Sui's turn to tighten his facial muscles.

...

In Ji Sui's house, only some officials from the Ancient Literature School and some officials from the Modern Literature School knew that the leaders of the two schools had started a fierce verbal fight.

Ji Sui forgot the worries of these days, and also forgot about his "concerns" about his granddaughter, and argued about classics with the people of the ancient literature school almost word by word. The previous sentence was "The Book of Songs", and the next sentence was "The Book of Zhou Rites". He talked about the subtle meaning of "The Spring and Autumn Annals" and the way of heaven and human affairs, and about the teachings of Confucius and Mencius and how ancient classics did not pay attention to current affairs, which was unworthy of being benevolent and righteous.

Quan Yingzhang was not to be outdone and criticized the modern literary school for using classics as a way of governing, losing the spirit of Confucius and Mencius, and actually putting its thoughts into a desperate situation.

Fierce debates arose one after another, with either the west wind prevailing over the east wind, or the east wind prevailing over the west wind.

By the time the moon was up in the air and the debate had to end, Ji Sui's home was already in a terrible state, with traces of tables being pushed and bowls being smashed everywhere.

Ji Sui picked up a bowl of hot tea from the table with the new sword marks on it and drank it slowly: "No need to see you off."

Quan Yingzhang led the ancient literature school to kick away the fruit plate on the ground, step over the broken paper, and help the already cracked pen to expand the crack with a "snap"...

Just as he was about to step out of the door, Quan Yingzhang turned his back to Ji Sui and said calmly in an old voice: "Ji Sui, you are the most talented person I have ever met."

——You shouldn't let yourself remain silent like this.

Ji Sui: "..."

He was silent for two or three breaths, not knowing whether it was true or not: "I am just sorting out the things to do next at home."

Quan Yingzhang also fell silent.

Soon, he stopped being polite and started to curse: "You bastard, I am ashamed to work with you!"

[Wow! Mr. Quan must be angry out of shame! What a tsundere! ]

Quan Yingzhang turned his head suddenly and saw a familiar head popping out from the top of Ji Sui's wall. He didn't know how long he had been watching there.

Thinking back, it seems that there were indeed some strange noises during the debate just now, but the debate was so intense that no one paid attention to it.

"You bastard! Why are you everywhere?"

And he was also arrogant - although he didn't know what tsundere meant, but just by hearing the word "arrogant", he knew that the brat was definitely bullying him in his heart.

[It's over. I've been discovered. 】

[I should have run away when I found out the debate was over. ]

Xu Yanmiao quickly climbed down the wall, walked around to the main door and walked in: "Mr. Quan, I heard the debate between ancient and modern texts when I was passing by, and my heart was so excited that I couldn't help but get closer to this literary feast."

Quan Yingzhang glanced at him.

I didn't expose him - what kind of literary feast do you think a kid who can't even remember the entire Analects wants to enjoy? You're really here to watch the fun!

But when I thought of that "tsundere", I still felt angry and found everything about this boy unpleasant.

He immediately mocked, "You are so busy that you have thought of the questions for the imperial examination? Will you use the Spring and Autumn Annals or the Mencius? But no matter what you use, you must not forget that the content here is not something you can memorize by rote or just read the surface. You must understand the names of people, read the names of places, remember the allusions, and not swallow the meanings of words without thinking. Don't make a fool of yourself by mistaking 'Yang Huo' for 'Yang Feng' when you see 'Yang Huo'."

——Yang Huo is a person's name.

Yang Feng... um... it means castration.

But this sarcastic remark was received by the college students with a sincere response: "Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Quan! I will definitely read through the classics!"

Quan Yingzhang choked.

The memory of Xu Yanmiao coming to encourage him to come out of retirement a long time ago, when he kept saying "Mr. Quan is right" and "Mr. Quan is a great talent", resurfaced in his mind.

At that time, he was so choked that his heart ached, but the other party was very sincere.

【Mr. Quan is such a good man! 】

Xu Lang not only said this, but also felt emotional in his heart.

Quan Yingzhang: "..."

He heard the suppressed laughter of those unfilial disciples.

A bunch of little bastards!

Seeing that Xu Yanmiao was still waiting for him to speak, and had an appearance of trusting him and asking for advice, Quan Yingzhang said dryly: "No need to thank me. Besides, I also need the interpretation of chapters and sentences..."

Wait, chapter and sentence exegesis? !

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Xu Yanmiao had never seen such a passionate look from Quan Yingzhang.

Stunned for a moment: "Quan... Lord Quan?"

Quan Yingzhang was like the most patient hunter at this moment, stepping carefully in the woods, trying to avoid branches so as not to scare away the rabbits: "Little rabbit... Ahem, Xu boy, do you still have a vague understanding of the ancient literary school's interpretation of the classics? Those allusions and chapters are difficult to understand without someone to teach you, so how about I explain them to you during this period of time?"

【ah?】

The expressions of the officials of the Modern Literature School all changed.

The spirits of the officials of the ancient literature school were suddenly lifted, and their joyful expressions were particularly noticeable.

Mr. Quan is very shrewd!!!

In this way, Xu Yanmiao will be inclined to write essays of the ancient literature school in the imperial examination, thus adding good seedlings to the ancient literature school!

Xu Yanmiao blinked and was about to speak.

Suddenly, I heard the door open. I turned around and saw Ji Gong walking out quickly, forgetting to put down the teacup in his hand.

"Xu Yanmiao!" He shouted, but before he could say anything, Quan Yingzhang swung his cane in front of Xu Yanmiao, completely covering him.

Under the moonlight, in the unusually empty yard, Ji Sui and Quan Yingzhang looked at each other, and a strange sense of oppression arose in their hearts.

【what happened?】

[Did I... accidentally enter some Shura field? ]

Xu Yanmiao's face was full of confusion.

The author has something to say:

In ancient times, there was no wheat, millet or barley.

——"Explanation of Chinese Characters"

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Chapter 115: Being a senior every year for ten years, is that polite?

Xu Yanmiao rushed into the Ministry of Personnel's office.

"Please tell me I'm not here!"

After saying this, he went into the inner hall, passed by his desk, picked up the document in his arms, and ran away quickly.

The officials of the Ministry of Personnel were confused.

Another official stood up from his chair: "Xu Lang, what are you doing..."

Xu Yanmiao could no longer hear the question.

After a few dozen breaths, Quan Yingzhang appeared outside the Ministry of Personnel. "Is Xu here?"

The officials in the Ministry of Personnel were a little surprised, but they immediately realized that Xu Yanmiao was probably hiding from Lord Quan.

An official coughed and said, "Xu Lang is not here..."

[Hmm! I think it's okay to hide here! And Lord Quan shouldn't come in and search directly, right? ]

There was almost silence inside and outside the government office, except for the tinkling of the bells under the eaves in the wind.

The official who answered coughed again and said, "Mr. Quan, are you looking for Mr. Xu? What is it? Would you mind telling me?"

Quan Yingzhang glanced around the Ministry of Personnel, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

"Hmm...thank you for the trouble." Quan Yingzhang thought for a moment and handed the book in his hand to the official: "This book must be handed over to Xu Yanmiao."

After getting the official's response, he turned and left.

After a while, Xu Yanmiao secretly poked his head out: "Quan..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a knock on the door again. Xu Yanmiao quickly retracted her head. She was just like an anemone in the water, shrinking into a small ball when stimulated.

The person knocking on the door was Ji Sui. After learning that Xu Yanmiao was not there, he also left a notebook for the official to pass on.

Afterwards, not long after walking out of the door, I saw Quan Yingzhang.

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be lightning and thunder in the sky.

Quan Yingzhang's eyes changed slightly: "Ji Sui, don't you see that the Xu family kid is avoiding you? He hates the modern literature school so much, why are you so ignorant of etiquette?"

"Mr. Quan is joking. Xu Lang is young and promising, and is highly valued by the emperor. It is not unusual for him to not be seen for two or three days. How can he be hiding? Could it be that when Mr. Quan was young, he was discouraged after not seeing the master three or two times, whether he was studying or visiting others? How can you be so frivolous and hold the reins?"

Ji Sui was completely merciless.

What a joke. If he acted like a gentleman and observed etiquette, there would have been countless disputes between ancient and modern times, and the modern literature school would have been forced back home to farm by the ancient literature school long ago.

Ji Sui was already hiding something behind his cotton wool, so Quan Yingzhang also mocked him directly: "A common thing? Last night, the Xu family kid ran away from you faster than a rabbit, but he got closer to me all the way. His attitude is so clear, does Grand Secretary Ji have any other conjectures?"

Ji Sui narrowed his eyes and secretly cursed Quan Yingzhang for being shameless.

And you're still close to him? You're an old man in your eighties, almost ninety, and you fell down in front of Xu Yanmiao. How could he not help you and send you back to Quan's house?

It is shameless for a literary leader to plot against a junior! He is just bullying him because he is only in his forties. If he is also in his eighties or nineties... cough.

But Ji Sui thought that Xu Yanmiao was a lazy person by nature, and it was harder for him to learn than to climb to the sky. He was afraid that Quan Yingzhang's various tests and indirect attempts along the way would be in vain, and he must be very angry...

Quan Yingzhang: "What are you laughing at?"

Ji Sui smiled slightly: "Ji thought that Xu Lang helped Lord Quan return home last night, which was indeed kind, and I was happy."

As soon as Quan Yingzhang heard this, he knew that Ji Sui had definitely guessed the trick, so he decided to use some tricks to upset Ji Sui's heart: "I heard that your adopted son got up early and stood by your door?"

Ji Sui's smile froze, and his tone turned cold: "I have sent people to investigate his affairs. If it is found that he has done something wrong, the contract will be invalid."

Quan Yingzhang: "It's okay, it still holds true, he is still your son."

Ji Sui: "..."

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[Wow...]

【Mr. Ji and Mr. Quan actually parted on bad terms. 】

Xu Yanmiao stayed in the Ministry of Personnel and dared not show up, but the system kept updating the gossip about Ji Sui and Quan Yingzhang, which allowed Xu Yanmiao to grasp their movements.

As I was watching, I felt a lot of eyes on me. I turned around and saw that my colleagues turned their heads away quickly. Their movements were very uniform, even in military training.

"you......"

"Ahem." An official came over and said, "Xu Lang, Lord Quan and Lord Ji came to see you one after another. Why are you hiding from them?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. Once he had said it, these people immediately heard the wailing -

【terrible!!!】

[They actually tried to make me study again! I passed the imperial examination!!!]

[Trying to get college students to go back to their senior year of high school, is this something a human being would do? ]

Xu Yanmiao stretched out his hand to pull out the chair at his office and sat down, saying, "They heard that I don't have a school yet, and they hope that I can choose one to join."

Combined with his voice...

The official who was questioning the matter was not only anxious but also had tears in his eyes: "Lord Ji and Lord Quan, do you want to teach you personally?"

As soon as Xu Yanmiao said "yes", an official shouted excitedly: "What are you waiting for, Xu Lang? Choose a party to join! They are the leaders of modern and ancient literature! In the future, you will inherit their mantle, and thousands of students will follow your annotations to the classics. Maybe in the future you can even be honored as 'Zi'!"

Bai Ze does have a superior status, but they cannot become Bai Ze.

For them, becoming a great writer, holding the reins, and being praised as "Zi" is the ultimate goal of their life on earth.

Unexpectedly, when he said this, Xu Yanmiao's reaction became even stronger.

[No, no, no! Following my commentary on the classics, isn't this misleading the students?]

The official said cautiously: "As long as Xu Lang wants to learn, I think the two masters will definitely teach him everything they know."

There will be no misleading of students.

Then Xu Lang complained in his heart very familiarly: [If you don't want to mislead the students, you have to study for at least ten years, right? ]

[For ten years, I have been in the third year of high school every year. Is that polite? 】

The officials present were extremely anxious. After hearing the nonsense in Xu Lang's mind, they just wanted to figure out what this "senior year of high school" was that made Xu Lang so afraid of studying!

If that "senior year" could transform a person, I would really want to slap that "senior year" several times!

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Xu Yanmiao's inner complaints did not stop him from answering the official openly.

As for the phrase "teaching all I know", Xu Yanmiao recalled the days of studying hard in high school, the bitter taste of strong tea in the thermos cup still lingering in his mouth, and smiled politely: "That makes sense - I will think about it carefully. The school of thought cannot be sloppy."

A group of officials: "..."

Xu Lang, you have changed. You can even practice Tai Chi!

Who corrupted the innocent Xu Lang from two years ago?

Xu Yanmiao looked down and saw two books on her desk: "This?"

"Mr. Quan and Mr. Ji told us to pass it on."

Xu Yanmiao picked up the book and started reading it carefully.

An official blurted out subconsciously: "You are not..."

He was immediately grabbed by the sleeve by another person. Before the other person could ask any questions, he lowered his voice and said, "Xu Lang's attitude has always been very good."

Even if he didn't want to join any school, he would respect Quan Yingzhang and Ji Sui and would not just throw the books they gave him into the cabinet to collect dust.

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The two masters each gave him a commentary on the classics of their respective schools.

If the original classic may have two thousand words, then the annotations will have at least twenty thousand words.

One of them is "Book of Rites".

Xu Yanmiao flipped through it.

"The Master said: There is only one person in the world who is at peace and benevolent."

"The Doctrine of the Mean says: 'When joy, anger, sorrow, or pleasure has not yet been aroused, this is called the mean.'"

"The center is the center that has not yet been expressed. It is still within the heart. Therefore, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are still within the heart that has not yet been expressed."

"Don't remember it as 'in your heart'. If it is in your heart, then the heart has already been aroused, and it has moved your emotions, which is inconsistent with your righteousness."

"What is peace of mind? The Analects of Confucius says: An unkind person cannot stay in a tight spot for long, nor can he enjoy happiness for long. A benevolent person can be at peace with benevolence, and a wise person can benefit from benevolence."

"The so-called Central Anren is..."

"Snapped--"

Xu Yanmiao closed the book. She was completely overwhelmed.

[No wonder they say that many people can only finish one book in their lifetime. This is what it means to be pedantic, isn't it? 】

[And there are other versions of this interpretation...]

Sweating profusely is the case.

Xu Yanmiao closed her eyes, and when she opened the book again, her fingers were shaking.

[Academics are still too scary...]

"Xu Lang!" Someone outside shouted, "Minister Li is looking for you!"

Now everyone could see how quickly Xu Lang stood up from the chair.

He hurried out and grabbed the arm of the official who was shouting, "Is this about the imperial examination? Let's go! We won't delay such an important matter!"

As for the two books, he placed them on his desk.

...

When the Minister of War heard the commotion at the door, he looked up and was surprised: "Xu Lang came so quickly?"

Xu Yanmiao asked if he could open the window, and after getting permission, he pushed it open. The winter wind was sharp, but refreshing. Then he explained, "I was afraid of delaying things." Then he asked, "Why did the Shangshu come to see me?"

After the Minister of War pulled the man into the inner room, he realized that it was a waste of time, but he was too lazy to push the man out.

"Xu Lang should know that your majesty's ancestor was the eldest prince of the Yu Kingdom..."

Before the Xia Dynasty was the Zhou Dynasty, before the Zhou Dynasty was the Chu Dynasty, before the Chu Dynasty was the Liang Dynasty, and before the Liang Dynasty was the struggle for supremacy among the Seven Kingdoms, and the Yu State was the most powerful country among them.

This is something that at least 80% of the students in Daxia know.

[Eh? Isn't it the Seventh Prince? ]

Xu Yanmiao flipped through it: [Oh! I remembered it wrongly. I planned to recognize the eldest prince from the beginning... Strange, then why do I have an impression of the seventh prince? ]

...

"Your Majesty!"

The officials of the Ministry of War saluted in unison.

The old emperor nodded slightly, and said casually: "I came to see how the essays for the imperial examination are being prepared. Where is Li Qian?"

An official is here to lead the way.

Suddenly I heard a voice——

【Hahahahahaha! So that's how it is! 】

[The old emperor recognized the Gao family of the Yu Kingdom as his ancestor, and planned to change his name. He couldn't call the ruler of a country Gao Tiezhu. He originally wanted to change his name to Gao Xiuqi, but it was an infringement of copyright. The seventh prince was named this, and he couldn't have the same name as "ancestor". He had to change it. ]

[I wanted to change my name to Gao Bang, but was reminded that a rebel king was already called that name. ]

[I changed my name to Gao Lie again, and was reminded that the eighth generation monarch of the Yu State was named Gao Lie, which conflicted with the name of my ancestor. I had to change it again hahahahaha! ]

[I changed my name seven or eight times before I finally got to Gao Jianyi. 】

[How miserable! ]

[But I didn't expect that this ancestor would recognize it. ]

[It's so funny. He was so picky about his ancestor. He originally planned to recognize another one. Wow! He was the prime minister of Li Kingdom among the seven kingdoms! But he was later beheaded by a tyrant. He thought his death was not auspicious enough, so he decided to change his ancestor.]

The old emperor gave the official an expressionless order.

"Go, knock on the door."

What are you looking at? Haven't you seen people acknowledging their ancestors? At that time, the eighteen rebel kings all acknowledged their ancestors, and several people with the same surname even fought fiercely for the same ancestor!

He just picked it up, what's the problem?

The author has something to say:

In the Book of Rites, Confucius said: "He who is at peace with his heart and is benevolent is the only one in the world." This is the definition of a benevolent person given by Confucius. "Center" is not "in the heart". The Doctrine of the Mean says: "When joy, anger, sorrow, or pleasure has not yet been aroused, it is called the middle." Joy, anger, sorrow, or pleasure is still in the middle before it is aroused. The heart is the master of the body. There is the middle in the heart. There are emotions in the nature, but they have not yet been moved by emotions. "Center" means that the middle has not yet been aroused and is still in the heart; in the heart, the middle has already been aroused and moved by emotions. In the Analects, Confucius said: "He who is not benevolent cannot stay in a contract for a long time, nor can he enjoy happiness for a long time. The benevolent are at peace with benevolence, and the wise are beneficial to benevolence." "He who is at peace with benevolence in the heart" is the realm of a benevolent person. A benevolent person loves others, and a benevolent person loves everyone. Therefore, the "benevolent person" in "being at peace with benevolence in the heart" regards all people in the world as his fellow countrymen, without any opponents, that is, he regards all people in the world as one person. However, some vernacular translations are "It is not easy for a benevolent person to be at peace with his heart, and there is probably only one person in the world who can do it."

——"Teacher Yu's Lectures"

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Chapter 116 This is the high-end way to recognize your ancestors!

After knocking on the door, the old emperor thought there was no problem.

It has been more than two years, almost three years. Even if Xiao Bai Ze does not have awe of the imperial power, he can at least be a little polite, right?

"May......"

[Hey! The real ancestor of the "Daddy Three Families" is here! Ji Sui, the adopted son, should kowtow to the old emperor! ]

The old emperor's brow twitched.

It's okay. Bai Ze is a pure-hearted person who loves to have fun. It's okay for him to be a little out of the ordinary.

He is a wise ruler! He never punishes people for their words!

The Minister of War stepped forward and saluted: "Your Majesty, please come..."

The old emperor said in a cold tone: "Minister of War Li Qian used inappropriate words, and he is punished to copy 'coming' a hundred times."

"???"

Wasn't it often used like this before? And the latter is even less suitable for such small occasions than the former, right?

The Minister of War silently suppressed his strange expression and bowed again: "I obey your order."

Then he glanced at Xu Yanmiao.

I get it. The emperor was upset and needed an outlet.

The old emperor turned around and looked for the main seat in the room to sit down. The Minister of War glanced at the emperor and found that he was not paying attention to him. He quickly kicked the remaining candy wrappers under the other table with his foot.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to do for me?"

By the way, close the door with your backhand.

"I'm here to see how you're preparing for your policy essay."

After the old emperor sat down, his eyes were fixed on the Minister of War: "But when we got to the door, I heard you guys talking about my ancestors?"

[Tsk tsk, he really deserves to be the emperor. He knows that he is not his ancestor, but he can still say "ancestor" without blushing or beating his heart.]

The old emperor was completely calm and even had the mind to show disdain.

His ancestors? As a farmer, it was already good enough for him to know his great grandfather's name. How could he expect to find out who his real ancestors were?

They are our ancestors anyway, so there's nothing wrong with burning a few incense sticks during festivals.

So, he stared at the Minister of War: "What exactly happened?"

Xu Yanmiao would not care who the emperor's ancestor was if he had nothing to do. It must be because someone mentioned it that he remembered to take a look or two.

Li Qian, you'd better only bring it up if you have something to say!

The Minister of War hesitated for a moment between saying it in an obscure way and saying it directly, and chose the latter.

"Your Majesty, I heard that one of the candidates in this imperial examination is a descendant of the great prince of the Yu Kingdom, and there is a family tree and history books to prove it."

In other words, it is possible that their true descendants have appeared.

According to the words of the Minister of War, the current progress of the investigation is that the candidate actually did not know that the old emperor recognized his ancestor as his ancestor - ordinary people have no way to know who the emperor's ancestor is. As for the family tree, it is said that every generation of their family has records. Although it has not become a large family, and many names of side branches are missing, it is true that every generation has preserved the family tree very well, even taking it with them when fleeing famine.

Xu Yanmiao was stunned.

The old emperor was also shocked.

Isn't this embarrassing? You can't admit that this candidate is a member of the royal family, right?

Xu Yanmiao asked hesitantly: "So, the Shangshu wants me to..."

The Minister of War's expression suddenly turned stern: "We need Xu Lang to check whether this genealogy is true or not."

If it's false, everyone is happy.

If it were true, then there would be no such if.

The royal family couldn't possibly have a few or dozens of extra households. At most, they could only give some property compensation secretly.

Xu Yanmiao: "..."

【I check???】

[Do you think I'm a god? ]

[Even if you ask the Royal Guards to investigate, they may not be able to tell whether it is true or not! ]

[Besides! I still have two things to do: studying history and setting exam questions! Another thing, the donkey needs to take a break, right? ]

The Minister of War felt slightly condemned by his conscience. The next moment, he pressed Xu Yanmiao's shoulder with a smile on his face like a modern capitalist: "Xu Lang, I also know that you have been very busy recently and have a heavy burden..."

[You know that and you're still arranging things for me? Can't you let the Jinyiwei do this? ]

The Minister of War lied without changing his expression, "But this matter is of great importance, and I'm afraid the Jinyiwei can't find out, so we have to use the former Jin King's secret agents. They are all loyal to their master, and now they only recognize you and no one else. It's not that they don't contribute at all, but they are not as effective as when you are in charge."

The old emperor pursed his lips slightly to prevent them from being seen by Xu Yanmiao.

Well done!

In this way, the secret stake can be successfully transferred to Xu Yanmiao!

【！ ！ ！】

[Only me?! ]

[That's even more unacceptable! Return the hidden stake immediately after the job is done! ]

The old emperor clenched the armrest of the chair with his fingertips.

do not!

Do you know Jinyiwei? Even the commander of Jinyiwei, I have never been afraid of him!

The old emperor tried to probe: "Xu Yanmiao, have you ever thought about controlling the secret agents like the commander of the Jinyiwei..."

Xu Yanmiao's eyes widened: "Your Majesty! Absolutely not!"

The old emperor simply pressed him: "Oh? Why not? Do you think I am not tolerant enough?"

Xu Yanmiao subconsciously said: [That's not the case, but human nature cannot be tested.]

The emperor was slightly stunned.

He didn't listen carefully to what reason Xu Yanmiao gave next, but just savored those words in his heart.

After a while, his fingers on the armrest moved.

"Whatever."

Emperor Tiantong smiled and said, "In that case, after you have checked the family tree of that person, you can return the secret agent. From now on, I will collect these people myself."

【Great!!!】

Although his heart was full of excitement, the young man remained as decent and generous as ever. He moved his sleeves slightly and saluted as usual: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

"Do your best." The old emperor smiled and said, "After you finish this task, I'll let you touch the tiger."

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Although Xu Yanmiao is not a god, he has a system.

Staying at home, burning charcoal, flipping through the names in the family tree one by one.

Cover the windows with animal skins to keep the cold wind out, wrap yourself in a fluffy goose down quilt, and roast by the fire for three or two hours. You will feel warm and soft when you sleep and have a good night's sleep.

In winter, a clothesline is pulled inside the house, and the washed clothes are hung on it, with water dripping into the basin below.

"No one in the public would dare to fake this, right?"

Xu Yanmiao muttered to himself, placed the family tree in front of his raised knees, and fumbled around with his hands, picking up the pumpkin roasted by the fire and eating it spoonful by spoonful.

"puff--"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Xu Yanmiao turned around in a hurry, fortunately Nangua didn't spray anyone on the family tree.

[This... is really a bit outrageous? ]

This voice in his heart fell like thunder around Xu Yanmiao's room.

Whether it was the Marquis of Yongchang who had returned from Japan, the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Left Army who had just been off duty, or other officials, they were startled and immediately stopped their actions, with their ears suddenly pricked up.

What?

What's outrageous?

——After two years, they have also figured out that "outrageous" means absurd and ridiculous.

These officials had already received first-hand information, that is, someone has the same ancestor as His Majesty! In this case, Xu Yanmiao's reaction... Could it be that someone is behind the family tree! And this trick is definitely not someone with ill intentions, otherwise Xu Yanmiao would definitely not use the word "outrageous".

Yongchang Hou first made a big guess: "Could it be that the prince was short of money and sold his family tree?"

The Minister of Revenue, who was eating a roast chicken at his home and wiping his mouth with a wet towel, burst out laughing, but was blocked by the thick cloth.

After he took the towel away, the Minister of Finance suppressed his laughter and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is not so short of money."

Yongchang Marquis waved his hand and smiled, "Of course I know, I'm just joining in the fun. The prince isn't here anyway."

The Minister of Revenue laughed again, and this time he really couldn't help laughing, and threw the wet towel aside. While laughing, he joined in the fun: "Xiao Bai Ze said that stories will make things reasonable, but there is no need to consider whether the reality is reasonable or not - I guess, maybe this student and Your Majesty are not descendants of the eldest prince of Yu State, but they are really related by blood, right?"

Yongchang Hou took a deep breath, and this time he was sincere: "This sounds very reasonable, can it be true?"

The Minister of Revenue's pupils trembled, and after a while he opened his mouth and heard his own voice: "It's really possible..."

Yongchang Hou stroked his stiff beard and suddenly smiled evilly: "No matter what Xu Yanmiao saw, it is definitely not as exaggerated as our guesses! He can't scare us this time!"

The Minister of Revenue smiled and said, "That's right! Come, let's eat!"

Yongchang Hou kicked him and said, "You eat my food but you don't serve me! Peel some garlic for me!"

The Minister of Revenue showed him on the spot how to peel garlic into small pits.

Yongchang Hou did not despise him. As soon as he put the garlic on the fire to roast, he heard Xu Yanmiao's amazed voice: "I was wondering how the genealogy of common people could be traced back to several dynasties. It turns out it was also made up. 】

Yongchang Hou roasted garlic leisurely, watching the white steam coming out of the garlic, and commented: "It's really just average."

[The eighth generation from this person directly used his position to write in Wen Ji that his grandfather was a descendant of the royal family of the State of Yu, saying "the words are in Shi Tong". He also wrote in Shi Tong that his grandfather was a descendant of the royal family of the State of Yu, saying "the words are in Wen Ji".]

【Hahahahahahahahahaha, they're fighting each other here! 】

Yongchang Hou was eating garlic when the spicy smell suddenly rushed into his nostrils. Hot tears welled up in his eyes and mucus started to flow under his nose.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

"Water! Water!"

Yongchang Hou choked, reached for the cup on the table, and cursed in his heart: Where on earth did this immortal figure come from! He really has some fantastic ideas!

Chapter 117 You need to pay more!

Xu Yanmiao held it in for a whole month, and only on New Year's Eve did he submit the results of his investigation to the Minister of War, pretending that they were the result of painstaking investigation by a secret agent.

Fortunately, the Minister of War only asked a few questions about the investigation process and reported the results without further investigation. In less than half a day, the old emperor's reward came.

"Xu Lang, His Majesty said that the New Year is coming soon. Here are five rolls of colorful silk, eight rolls of silk, and eight rolls of cloth. I will give them to Xu Lang to change into new clothes."

Xu Yanmiao bowed in the direction of the imperial palace: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The eunuch who came to present the gift held up a big red box. The silk inside was also red, with a jade pendant slightly sunken in the middle.

"Xu Lang, His Majesty said that if you hold this item, you can enter and leave the Tiger House freely."

In other words, he can touch the tiger anytime from now on!

Xu Yanmiao's expression suddenly became uneasy: "Thank you, Your Majesty!!!"

The eunuch pursed his lips and smiled: "In that case, I will take my leave first."

After he left, Xu Yanmiao put the jade pendant into the purse she carried with her, and looked at the cloth again. She picked and chose, and chose a blue one to make an outer robe, a white one to make an inner garment and pants, and finally a black one to make a shoe upper. She clapped her hands and said, "Done! This is the new clothes for this year!"

When I was carrying the cloth out, I met an old woman from the next house who liked to make some silk flowers and sell them at the market. She was coming back with a basket with only three or two silk flowers left in it.

Xu Yanmiao was in a good mood and shouted, "Grandma! Going to sell silk flowers again!"

When the old woman saw that it was Xu Yanmiao, she smiled brightly: "Yes! Business is very good today - Mr. Xu's cloth is beautiful! Just like in the painting. You are in a hurry to go out, are you going to make new clothes?"

"Yes! The New Year is coming soon. New Year, new atmosphere. I would feel embarrassed to go out if I don't dress nicely."

The old woman said enthusiastically, "Why are you going out to find someone to do it for you? Bring it to me and I'll make it for you. When I was young, I was a famous embroiderer in the whole area. I guarantee that you will be the most handsome one in the whole capital after you put on the clothes!"

Xu Yanmiao's eyes widened unconsciously: "Eh? This..."

"Huh! You're still being polite to your mother-in-law!"

"Then... I'll trouble you, grandma..."

"That's right!"

The two chatted for a while at the door, and explained Xu Yanmiao's body size. The old woman happily entered the house with the cloth in her arms. She saw her son standing on tiptoe to pick up the pot of red meat, and couldn't wait to take the meat out of it. The red, square and thick meat fell into the plate with gravy. She was disgusted as much as she could: "Why do you only know how to eat! Look at Xu Xiaolangjun, he has become a favorite of His Majesty at a young age, and he can work for His Majesty during the New Year. His Majesty values ​​him a lot, and look at you!"

"Oh! Mom, I'm red too. There's no war going on."

The deputy commander of the left army came over with a silly smile, his eyes lit up: "Mom! You have to make clothes for me! This cloth is beautiful!"

Reach out and touch it.

The old woman patted his hands and said, "This is Mr. Xu's cloth. I saw that there is no man or woman in his family, so he has to send his clothes out for others to make. It would be a joke for an official to do this. I thought of bringing it back to make new clothes for him."

When the deputy commander of the Left Army heard this, he laughed out loud: "Mom, you don't understand. He is a wonderful person. He is not afraid of being laughed at. Not to mention taking the cloth out to make clothes, he also cleans the house and washes his own clothes. When he sees delicious food when he goes out, he buys it and eats it while walking. He has never acted like an official. He just wants to live a comfortable life."

The old woman said, "Oh my!" and asked her son to get a pair of scissors to cut the cloth, while she said, "There are officials like this."

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The New Year is coming soon, and there are many more carriages and sedan chairs on the road. They are packed and blocking the road, moving slowly.

There were actually quite a few naughty kids setting off firecrackers on the road, including some Europeans.

They would light the fuse and run away quickly when a carriage was approaching, and the cannon would jump up with a bang, then fall down and hit the ground with a bang, sometimes hitting someone else's carriage, scaring the driver. They would laugh out loud beside them.

Xu Yanmiao was also startled. When they didn't fire the cannon, he quickly squeezed through the cars and walked to the fork in the road. Just as he was about to go to the East Market, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Xu Lang!"

Xu Yanmiao turned around and saw a black-covered carriage coming from another road. The Minister of War stuck his head out of the window and said, "Get in!"

Xu Yanmiao's heart skipped a beat.

[No way? It's not like something bad is happening again! ]

The Minister of War coughed and said, "Come quickly! His Majesty has a secret order."

Xu Yanmiao: "..."

What else can I do? Just do it. He is the emperor.

I got in the car with my head held high, and then I was stunned: "Shangshu, this..."

The carriage was almost filled with miscellaneous items. On the specially built desk were piles of official documents, and scrolls were casually placed there, with most of the scrolls opened and hanging off the table. Letters were scattered around, and some exquisite books were piled within reach.

Some are documents from the Ministry of War, some are letters from family members, some are classics and historical books, and there is also discarded paper thrown randomly in the carriage. Of course, these waste papers have another use, which is to wipe pens.

The Minister of War quickly took away a teacup, which still had traces of ink on it. He then pushed the waste paper and letters aside and said, "Come, sit here. It's almost the New Year, and there are many things that need to be done before the grand court meeting, so it's a bit messy... I'm sorry to make you laugh."

"No, the Shangshu is busy with affairs..."

Xu Yanmiao was flattering when she saw a bowl thrown in the corner of the carriage. A quick glance revealed a dozen wonton wrappers inside, which were obviously bitten.

[Pfft, I can't believe that Minister Li is such a grown-up, but he only eats the filling when eating wontons.]

The old face of the Minister of War turned red. "Well, let's get back to the point. To make a long story short, the reason why you were asked to get on the bus this time was because of the candidate. His Majesty asked us to discuss with him and see if we can get him to voluntarily go to the government office to change his ancestry before the imperial examination begins."

Xu Yanmiao said tactfully: "It may be a little difficult."

The inner voice was not polite: [You came to ask someone if you could change your ancestor. Are you afraid that you will be kicked out? The old emperor really knows how to give people problems. ]

"Humph! How can this be so difficult? Xu boy, you still have too little experience. Let me tell you, there are very few things in this world that are impossible!"

The Minister of War's eyes were burning with anger. "Let's go! Let's finish the work quickly, and then find time to discuss the test questions. We have already thought of two of the three questions on the Four Books, and three of the four questions on the Five Classics. Now, in addition to one question each on the Four Books and the Five Classics, there is also a question on 'Discourse', five judgments... what else is there?"

Xu Yanmiao added with a numb face: "You need to submit one imperial edict, one imperial edict, and one memorial, and five policy essays. Among them, only I can submit the 'review', and only you can submit the 'memorial'. As for the policy essays, I will submit three, and you will submit five."

The rest are the combined efforts of two people.

The Minister of War made a "tsk" sound with the tip of his tongue and teeth: "I've been so busy lately that I can't remember anything all of a sudden." He then looked at Xu Yanmiao: "Do you still remember the name of that scholar?"

Xu Yanmiao recalled: "His name is Gao He, which means "He" in "congratulations". He is from Lan County, Lintao Prefecture, Shaanxi Province."

"How is the family wealth?"

"A poor family."

The secret agent did something, otherwise Xu Yanmiao would not be able to "deceive his superiors and conceal the truth from his subordinates". He thought for a moment and said, "The secret agent went to his house. It was a mud house with a thatched roof. His mother was arguing with another family in the village over the ownership of a pile of cow dung on the road."

The Minister of War smiled nostalgically: "You don't know, a pile of cow dung can be used to cook a large pot of porridge."

Xu Yanmiao: "?"

As soon as he saw Xu Yanmiao's expression, the Minister of War realized that something was wrong and hurriedly explained: "The cow dung is used for..."

However, Xu Yanmiao was already greatly shocked: [I have only heard of cow stomach hotpot before, which is enough to test people's acceptance. This, cow dung porridge, is it too advanced...]

Minister of War: "..." The Minister of War was also greatly shocked, and finished his words by inertia, "It is used as fuel."

Xu Yanmiao: "..."

Minister of War: "..."

The two looked at each other, each feeling awkward, and then the Minister of War changed the subject expressionlessly: "In that case, just give him enough money."

"Eh?"

"For a poor family, ancestors are worth very little. Besides, they are not his real ancestors."

"But he is a scholar. Doesn't he say... he won't bow down for a few pieces of silver?"

The Minister of War curled his lips and said, "Five dou of rice can feed one person for a month."

The carriage drove out of the city and arrived at the temple where Gao He was staying. When they saw the man, he was writing on the ground with a charcoal pencil.

"The Master said: 'The commander of an army can be deprived of his general, but the will of a common man cannot be taken away. ...'

Xu Yanmiao and the Minister of War looked at each other and saw some hesitation in each other's eyes.

[Looking at this, it seems like the other party really won't bow down for a few pieces of silver. ]

[But if this is done with imperial power to oppress others, isn't that a bad idea? ]

It's not just not good! It's shameful!

The Minister of War stamped his feet and walked over quickly.

Gao He looked up in confusion: "Who are you two?"

Minister of War: "My surname is Li. I came here today to discuss something with you. Please spare me a moment to talk."

Gao He nodded and led them into the house. He moved a chair, took down the bundle from the top of the cabinet, and took out a cloth bag tied with paper rope from it. After untying it, he took out a small handful of low-quality tea leaves and served tea to the two guests: "What brings you here, gentlemen?"

The Minister of War came straight to the point: "I have a friend whose ancestor was also the eldest prince of the Yu Kingdom, but he doesn't want to recognize another relative."

Gao He raised his eyebrows slightly: "This... I'm afraid it's not appropriate. How can I abandon the affairs of our ancestors lightly?"

The Minister of War then told him that his ancestor was not actually his ancestor.

Gao He said, "I guess your friend is not a legitimate descendant either. If that's the case, why are you going down to change it?"

The Minister of War looked solemn.

It seems that it is time for silver to come into play. Whether it will succeed or not depends on whether the silver is high enough and hard enough.

"Shua——"

A fist-sized piece of silver was placed on the table.

Gao He: "What do you mean, sir?"

The Minister of War said: "I also know that this matter is difficult. This silver is compensation. Please make it convenient for me."

Gao He shouted: "Your Excellency, who do you think I am? Even if the royal family of the Yu Kingdom are not my ancestors, I have worshipped them for so many years. In my heart, I really regard them as my ancestors. How can I change them with just money? This is really disgraceful!"

"Shua——"

The Minister of War put down the second piece of silver, which was also the size of a fist.

The two silver bars sparkled in the sun, exuding the fragrance of money.

"Please forgive me. But my friend insists on recognizing this ancestor, so I have no choice but to ask you to give it up."

Gao He was furious: "We are scholars! How can we forget our roots just for two pieces of silver? Are you insulting me?"

The Minister of War's pupils trembled.

Did he actually underestimate...

Xu Yanmiao said silently: [...I need to pay more?]

Gao He said righteously: "You have to pay more!!!"

The author has something to say:

Confucius said: The general of an army can be deprived of his command, but the will of a common man cannot be taken away

——The Analects of Confucius

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The Jiaqian stem comes from Xiuchundao.

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Chapter 118 Hello, respected Doctor Europa, can you cure our prince?

Isn't it just adding money?

add!

The Minister of War generously slapped ten fist-sized silver bars on it.

Behind him was Xu Yanmiao's complaint: [It's public money anyway.]

I heard nothing.

The Minister of War smiled calmly and asked Gao He: "Is this enough? If not..."

[When it comes to matters of face, the old emperor is really generous.]

The Minister of War had a smile on his face, unmoved by anything.

——Just a little whisper, don't disturb my spiritual heart!

Gao He took the silver in his arms and said enthusiastically, "That's enough! From now on, he will be your friend's ancestor! He always keeps his word!"

Then he noticed that the handsome young man opposite him looked at him deeply.

His heart skipped a beat and he lowered his eyes a little, his gaze fixed on the other person's ten slender fingers casually placed on the edge of the table. His mind was in a mess: What happened? Could it be that he was not sincere enough, and this person was still worried and planned to get rid of him?

And Xu Yanmiao...

[Damn it. I'm so envious. This is what it's like to have smoke coming out of your ancestral graves!]

The Minister of War staggered and leaned against the edge of the table, thus avoiding making a fool of himself in public.

[Why don't I have such a good ancestor? I can make up a good ancestor for my descendants first, and then when this fake ancestor can no longer bless my descendants, I can kick him out in exchange for silver.]

Xu Yanmiao muttered to herself.

When the Minister of War heard him talking like this, he felt a subtle envy towards Gao He.

This is truly a legacy from our ancestors.

Gao He became even more panicked.

Why did the other one also look at him so deeply? Was he going to kill him to silence him?

He immediately put on a smug and careless expression and said, "The tea is getting cold, don't you two want some?"

"No need. We have other things to do."

The Minister of War stood up, and Xu Yanmiao followed suit. Gao He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood up: "I'll see you two off."

Naturally, the Minister of War rejected him.

Then, the two returned to the car, looked at each other, and, both worried about the upcoming work, began to discuss how to set the test questions.

The question cannot be too easy or too difficult, it cannot be too unfamiliar, but it cannot be too familiar to the candidates.

The book in the carriage of the Minister of War was flipped back and forth in the hands of the two men. The rapid turning of pages made a continuous rustling sound, like parting the grass to find lost items.

As he was searching, the carriage suddenly shook and stopped. Xu Yanmiao lifted the curtain and asked, "What happened?"

The driver was about to speak when a burst of firecrackers rang out, drowning out his voice. It took a while for the firecrackers to stop, and then the driver could speak: "Just now a few kids set off firecrackers in front of the carriage, which scared the horses!"

The Minister of War frowned and asked, "Where is the Imperial Inspector?"

Of course, the driver had no idea why the city inspector who was usually responsible for patrolling the streets was absent.

Xu Yanmiao took a look.

[Are they still these naughty kids? ]

[I thought the inspector would be here soon, so I ignored it. How come their parents haven't been called in yet after I've finished my work and returned?]

[Is it because one of these children is the grandson of the Minister of Rites? ]

The Minister of War frowned and chased after him, cursing, "You little bastard, get over here!"

With a bang, all the other children ran away. Only the grandson of the Minister of Rites came over reluctantly and whispered, "Grandpa Li..."

The children of the Shangshu family had known each other for a long time.

The Minister of War said: "What happened to you just now? Why did you start playing with someone on the road? What if you caused someone to overturn the carriage? You are so naughty. Come on! Follow me to see your grandfather!"

The grandson hung his head and said nothing.

Xu Yanmiao asked in a low voice: "Will the Minister of Rites really take care of it?"

The Minister of War also lowered his voice and vowed: "I definitely will! Brother Shusun hates family members bullying others the most, and never spoils children."

Xu Yanmiao nodded, as if she believed it.

Then the Minister of War heard him mutter in his heart: [Really? ]

[But when he asked his grandson to play with those European children, he specifically told him that anything was fine as long as it made them happy.]

Minister of War: "????"

Brother Shusun, what's wrong with you? You weren't like this before! Isn't this a slap in my face?

Moreover, a group of Europeans, even if they were foreign envoys, wouldn't deserve such courtesy, right? !

The grandson seemed to have made up his mind and came over stealthily: "Grandpa Li, this is all what my uncle told me..."

[This is a bit bullshit. ]

The child appeared to be very polite and loyal, and had no idea that someone had revealed his true feelings.

[Your grandpa just asked you to play with those European kids and try to satisfy their needs. You just took them to the street and did what you wanted to do before - good fellow, this method of deceiving superiors and subordinates is worthy of being from an official family, you are really skilled in it.]

The Minister of War also looked at the child in shock.

——You're only seven years old! You don't even blush when you tell lies!

That's even more important!

The Minister of War grabbed the child by the collar and turned to look at Xu Yanmiao: "Xu Lang, I'm going to send him to Brother Shusun's house first. Excuse me."

That afternoon, it was said that the Minister of Rites, who had just finished his work at the department, entered his backyard in a rage. Soon the air was filled with the aroma of fried bamboo shoots with meat, and the cries of children could be heard throughout the sky.

Xu Yanmiao ate two bowls of mutton noodles with the stir-fried bamboo shoots and pork shown in the system!

[However, it is strange, why did the Minister of Rites suddenly become so friendly to Europeans? ]

[It's not like foreigners haven't come here before... From the looks of it, could this be an order from the old emperor?]

At dinner time, most of the officials in the district had already eaten and drunk their fill and were lying on their couches burping.

While digesting the rice in my stomach, I heard a shocking sound in my ears -

【What???】

[Old Emperor, do you want Europeans to punish your precious son?! ]

[You are confused!!!]

The assistant commander of the Left Army was digesting his food in his own yard when he suddenly heard someone scolding the emperor for being stupid. He lost his footing and threw himself out.

It was entirely relying on the general's strong physical fitness that he hopped forward on one foot and grabbed the servant's shoulder before falling.

There was no movement from Xu Yanmiao again.

The officials living around him almost got angry.

What confusion! Tell me!!!

This is not only about the emperor, it also concerns the crown prince!!!

Don't stop talking halfway! Nothing can happen to the prince!

The next day.

When Xu Yanmiao entered the court room, she was shocked.

[I know it's busy at the end of the year, but this is too busy. ]

[So many dark circles! ]

The ministers who lived near him: "..."

Who do you blame for this?

Of course Xu Yanmiao didn't know that this was her fault. She looked around and saw that the Minister of Rites had a worried look on his face.

[Is this... for beating a child, or for spending money? ]

Spend money?

The Minister of Revenue caught the key words and looked at the Minister of Rites several times.

The Minister of Rites blushed and explained in an awkward voice, "My grandson set off a cannon on the road yesterday and scared quite a few people. I have to apologize to them one by one."

The Minister of Revenue gave him a look of pity.

It's hard to teach children at home!

[Hmm? Prince?]

A group of officials turned their heads and saw the prince stepping into the court room, with several servants crowding behind him.

[The prince has been very diligent recently, coming to court almost every day.]

The prince saw the familiar face squeezed in the gap of the crowd at a glance, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It wasn't what he wanted, but recently a female doctor named Qin Zheng came to the East Palace to take care of his health. She made sure he went to bed early and got up early every day and refused to relax at all.

If it was the imperial physician in the palace, she would still take his status into consideration - besides, the imperial physician was a man and could not stay overnight in the Eastern Palace. Qin Zheng was different. She hugged her medical box and followed him. She did not talk too much, but just watched him quietly. The Crown Princess knew that Qin Zheng was here to take care of the Crown Prince's health. Not only did she not stop him, but she was happy to see it happen.

He could no longer stay up late or drink. The prince could only go to bed early and get up early. After getting up, he was watched as he performed a set of Five Animals Exercises. The other party was also at the table during the meal. From that day on, the food that his body could not eat basically did not appear on the table.

The effect was immediate. He hasn't had stomach pain for a long time, and his body feels much more relaxed. He used to cough all night long, but now he can get a good night's sleep once or twice in four or five days.

but......

The prince wailed inwardly: I can't eat spicy food, I can't eat sweet food, I have to chew ginger every day to warm my stomach, what's the point of this life!

Fortunately, Qin Zheng couldn't follow him to court.

The prince took out the steamed buns he had bought on the road and ate them with pickles in just a few bites. He was so moved by the taste of the pickles that he almost cried.

Yes, not only can he not eat spicy or sweet food, but also too salty food, pickles, preserved food, and dried food! But it was a habit he developed when he was a child, and he liked this.

——As a prince, you have to be sneaky when you want to eat some pickles. Is this acceptable?

[No matter! Anyway, the prince is here, there will be something fun to watch today! ]

The prince took the pickled vegetable bun and started eating it. After hearing this, he ate even harder.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

As a prince, he not only has to eat pickles secretly, but also has to be watched by others! Is this reasonable?

Xu Yanmiao glanced at the prince, then hid in the crowd and went to a corner.

——It's comfortable here! Convenient to complain!

[Letting Europeans rule the crown prince, what does the old emperor think? ]

[But it's not the old emperor's fault. Since the road to the Western Regions was opened during the Seven Kingdoms period, Western medicine has been frequently used by Chinese medicine practitioners. There are Western magic medicines, Western secret medicines... From the king to the emperor, everyone believes in this. They will even give it to important officials.]

[But there is more than one country in the Western Regions! Can Hui doctors be the same as European doctors? ]

The prince ate the pickled vegetable buns nonchalantly.

What difference would it make? Could they cut him open and look at his stomach and liver?

[The prince can still eat now, but if he knew how Europeans treat diseases, he would cry for mercy.]

The prince was dismissive.

How is it possible? How old is he?

[Who would have thought that European doctors would use a bottle of blood to treat any disease? ]

[Who would have thought that European doctors would tell patients not to eat or drink when they have a fever? ]

[Who would have thought that European doctors would use irons to burn patients' heads when they had a stroke, thinking that this would cure the disease? ]

【For Europeans, isn't the treatment of illness just sweating, vomiting, purgation, laxative enema, and bloodletting? 】

The prince subconsciously clamped his legs together. He didn't need anyone to give him a laxative or enema, his stomach felt like it was churning.

Why!!!

Why is there a place where treatment is like this?

The prince's heart was trembling: "It's okay...it's okay..."

Maybe the treatment for the common people was a little sloppy, but the treatment for the prince would not be...

[The worst is that King something, right? Charles II? He was so cruel...]

[After he had a stroke, the imperial physician first drained a bottle of blood from him, and then gave him emetics. He was already ill, and he almost vomited himself to death.]

The prince couldn't help but take a step back, away from the scary Xiao Bai Ze.

[After inducing vomiting, the king was still not well. After talking to the royal doctor, he felt that the body fluids had not been discharged enough, so he started enema.]

[I poured it in once every hour! This lasted for five days!!! Five days!!!]

The prince's face was extremely pale, and his legs were shaking violently.

[Not cured yet! ]

[Good! We must not have done enough! The disease is in the king's head! We will shave the king's head and burn his scalp with a red-hot iron!]

[Burning the blisters and squeezing them out will get rid of the disease! 】

The prince touched his intact head and swallowed.

This... don't those imperial doctors really have a grudge against the king?

It hurts just listening to it!

【Then he smeared pigeon droppings on the soles of the king's feet.】

[Stuff sneezing powder in the nostrils. ]

【Apply hot plaster all over the body. 】

【Finally, with their efforts, they managed to kill the strong king! 】

Prince: "..."

Prince: "..."

Prince: "..."

He immediately threw away the steamed buns and pickles, turned around and ran towards the palace.

father--

I was wrong QAQ

I will treat the disease right now!!!

The author has something to say:

Avoid spicy food for liver disease, avoid salty food for heart disease, avoid sour food for spleen disease, avoid sweet food for stomach disease, avoid bitter food for lung disease

[The prince has problems with his liver and stomach ()]

[When the weather gets cold, I get stomach pains and sometimes I cough up blood. Hmm... gastrointestinal bleeding. I get a fever when the seasons change, and I get a fever more often than usual. The old emperor decided to place the capital in the south because he thought the prince couldn't stand the north wind.]

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Traditional Chinese medicine is a developing science. Since the Qin and Han dynasties, it has been constantly using medicines from the "Western Regions" to enrich and develop the content of Chinese herbal medicine. The so-called "Western Regions" refers to Xinjiang in history in a narrow sense, and ancient Central Asia in a broad sense. We call the medicines from Xinjiang or those that entered my country through the land and sea Silk Roads as Western Regions medicines.

——"On Latent Tumors"

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The medicine from the northwest is good for all diseases. The medical skills in the western regions are very sophisticated and the production of medicine is very abundant. The imperial court set up an official department, the Guanghui Department.

——"Zhizheng Collection"

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Doctors during the European Renaissance used fasting as a means of treating fever. Later, this treatment method of almost no food or drink became increasingly popular, resulting in varying degrees of malnutrition in those who tried it.

——《A Day in the Life of an Ancient Man》

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Before the Common Era, people living near the Mediterranean Sea would sell clay collected at special times and places as an antidote. It is not certain whether this clay is really effective, but the only thing that is certain is that it must contain a lot of bacteria or even parasites.

——《A Day in the Life of an Ancient Man》

In the 19th century, cold water-based treatments were popular in Europe. At that time, people would soak a loose robe in cold water, put it on the patient, and let them wander around the sanatorium or even sleep.

——《A Day in the Life of an Ancient Man》

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The increased blood pressure in the brain caused the stroke. According to the treatment practices of that era, the stroke patient would be immediately bled to lower the blood pressure, or the patient's head would be burned with a hot iron to alleviate the disease in the brain.

——Charles II: The Restoration of the Stuart Dynasty and Enlightened Rule

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Galen, the founder of the barbershop, recommended that the amount of bloodletting be more than 500 milliliters per day, which is about the capacity of a Coke bottle. There is no disease that cannot be cured by a bottle of blood. If one bottle doesn't work, two bottles will do. Bleeding is not just about bleeding. The barber also needs to smell it and taste it with his tongue, which is also part of the diagnosis of the disease. Some barbers would put a bowl of blood on their windowsill as an advertisement. So you can imagine that those barbershops should be covered with blood stains and flies flying everywhere. Later, the British government did not allow them to do so, and all the blood was poured into the Thames.

——《A Drama-filled History of Medicine》

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Surgeons at the time were often more radical and daring. A medieval doctor wrote: "Bleeding can clear the mind, improve memory, cleanse the intestines, eliminate brain edema, warm the bone marrow, sharpen the hearing, stop tears, enhance decisiveness, develop perception, promote digestion, improve the voice, dispel numbness, drive away anxiety, nourish the blood, expel toxins, prolong life... It can eliminate rheumatism, get rid of plague, cure pain, and even make urine clean and clear. In short, please try it often, and you will know that what I said is not wrong..."

——《A Drama-filled History of Medicine》

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People at that time believed it without a doubt. Wasn't the cure just about sweating, vomiting, laxative enema and bloodletting?

————《A Drama-filled History of Medicine》

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In 1685, 54-year-old Charles II suffered a mild stroke, and then 12 doctors gave the king a horrific treatment.

First, the royal doctors cut open the king's blood vessels and released a full one and a half pints (about 850 ml) of blood. Then they fed the king an emetic, causing him to vomit continuously.

The doctor saw that the disease was not getting better. It was still because the body was not balanced. They found fennel, cinnamon, cardamom, violet, beetroot, and a little salt, and boiled a big pot. Is this a soup for the king? No, it is a medicine, and it is not for the king to eat, but for His Majesty to use for enema. It would be fine if it was done once, but the royal doctors insisted on giving the king an enema every two hours for five days.

Seeing that the king's condition was not improving, the royal doctors, with their noble professional ethics, planned to "perm" Charles II's head. This was a real perm. They shaved the king's hair, held a red-hot iron and burned Charles II's scalp. The king's scalp was burned to form blisters, and then the blood blisters were squeezed out. At the same time, pigeon droppings were smeared on the soles of the king's feet, and sneezing powder was stuffed into the king's nostrils, and hot plasters were applied all over his body.

In this way, thanks to the efforts of the royal doctors, Charles II finally died on February 6.

——《A Drama-filled History of Medicine》

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Chapter 119 We really shouldn't have let go of their ancestral grave!

The old emperor never expected such a pleasant surprise!

Xiaobaize is truly a blessing to their Great Xia!

【Why is the old emperor so happy today? 】

[Because I thought I could finally use the Western Regions' miraculous doctor to cure the prince? ]

[I feel like my teeth are showing. 】

On the golden platform, the old emperor quickly stopped smiling and cleared his throat twice: "My Lords, do you still remember two years ago when I opened the port and organized a fleet to go out to sea?"

【ah!】

【I remember now! 】

[It seems that I saw Xie Luoshui and the others had found potatoes and sweet potatoes and were returning. ]

"Snapped--"

"Pah-Pah—"

The sound of firecrackers rang out somewhere in the capital. Hanging on the wall or the beam, the fire was lit, the flame shot up, and there was a burst of dense crackling noises. The crowd laughed and welcomed the New Year. Red firecrackers rained down, making the children who were jumping around have bright red hair.

As if he felt the joy, the old emperor's face was solemn, but his white teeth were bared again.

Since we are talking about the fleet, it is normal to mention the general: "It has been almost two years, and I don't know if Qinguan is safe now."

The ministers below naturally echoed the auspicious words, and one or two of them spoke as if they were great generals who crisscrossed the oceans without any harm.

Xu Yanmiao felt a chill in her teeth after hearing this.

The old emperor was obviously very pleased. He then continued, "In the past two years, the sea route has been opened. The porcelain and tea of ​​our Great Xia have been exported overseas. At the same time, the Ministry of Revenue has increased its revenue. From the three shipping offices in Hangzhou, Ming and Guang, we have collected 541,730 strings of cash, grain, silver, incense, medicine, etc. And..."

After talking about how much the Ministry of Revenue had increased in revenue, the entire court was filled with joy.

Xu Yanmiao: [So... a salary increase? ]

Old Emperor: "..."

[Why are they so happy about not getting a pay raise? It's fine if those officials who are good to the people are happy, and those who want to go down in history can be understood, but don't the others just want to be officials to make a living? ]

Bai Ze is confused.jpg

The ministers: "..."

Isn't it that Your Majesty wants them to work for a fee? I don't count on this anymore, I can only satisfy myself spiritually.

Officials who are good to the people and those who wish to go down in history blush.

Well, although they have great ambitions, they also want a pay raise.

The old emperor looked straight ahead.

It's impossible to get a raise, but if you do a good job, you can get some money as a reward.

He quickly shifted his gaze: "Recently, Europeans have visited us. I heard that the European fleet has been sailing overseas for decades and has visited many strange places. You all can listen to this - Daxia can no longer conquer more on land, and the future will be dominated by the ocean."

The ministers gathered their expressions and said, "Yes!"

Xu Yanmiao made a note: [During the imperial examination, a question about the Maritime Silk Road can be asked. ]

Ministers: "?"

What's this?

——Although Daxia had maritime trade with other countries, it was not called the Silk Road.

Although they heard the test questions, no one dared to reveal them.

They are so bold as to embezzle in order to enjoy themselves, and why do they risk their official positions to save other people's future? They are not great saints who sacrifice themselves for others.

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This European has indeed traveled to many places.

He said there was a place where it was so hot that people had to live in underground caves.

He said that there was an ocean where there were no waves, no aquatic creatures, and nothing could sink. It was called the Dead Sea.

He said that in one country, a man and a woman would eat something called cake on their wedding day, and before the bride and groom cut the cake, whoever could take off the other's shoe first would be the head of the family.

When he spoke, the tip of his tongue would touch the roof of his mouth from time to time, and his accent would dance. It sounded very foreign.

He described the country's customs in an interesting way, and some of the regions were also very strange and peculiar, which aroused great curiosity among the court officials.

"Is there really such a strange place in the sea that cannot sink? Isn't this the opposite of the weak water where 'a goose feather cannot float'?"

"Wouldn't it be a lot less fun if it was so hot that we had to live in an underground cave?"

"I think it's a different feeling."

"This is ridiculous! How can the head of a family be decided by fighting over taking off shoes? Besides, how can a woman's feet be seen by others?"

"But it's very interesting."

Who! Who said that!

Turning his head, the pedantic official was stunned: "Your Highness the Crown Prince?!"

The prince obviously didn't care about his attitude. He touched his chin, turned his head and asked, "Shengxian! When you find a prince consort in the future, do you want to have some fun?"

Princess Xiangyang choked up and said, "Brother, I am a princess. After I married my husband, I was the one who made the decisions in the palace."

The prince thought for a moment and said, "That's right. Hmm... I wonder if the maids released from the palace like this."

Many pedantic ministers became anxious.

How can this be!

He immediately used the allusion from the Seven Kingdoms, "The King of Wu liked swordsmen, so many people were wounded; the King of Chu liked thin waists, so many people in the palace starved to death," to persuade the prince not to play like this.

As the saying goes, what goes up must be followed! Especially since the prince will ascend the throne to become the emperor in the future, if many women in the folks follow suit, wouldn't it be a mess?

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice: "Your Highness is wise!!!"

Pedantic ministers: "?"

Turning around, he found that it was the Minister of Works, a daughter-slave.

"..."

It doesn't matter, Shangshu and the others can also confront us!

Open your mouth again.

【I like this one! 】

[Although it may seem a bit playful, this will spread faster than any female household. ]

——Chinese people are naturally inclined to follow the crowd and authority. And sometimes jokes are more deeply rooted in people's hearts than laws.

As soon as Xiao Bai Ze expressed his thoughts, these pedantic ministers immediately blushed.

They exchanged glances.

'you go?'

'Why don't you go?!'

"I just took in my eighth concubine a while ago. We tried many positions and had sex for seven nights. If I get caught, I'll have to save my face!"

"I...I built a sheepfold in my house...it can't be exposed."

"It's just a sheep, what are you afraid of?"

'nothing.'

The sheep's butt is very chewy, and the sheep's bleating is very... well, there's no need to tell this to my colleagues.

These ministers were so annoyed that their eyes almost spasmed at each other, but no one of them stood up.

It fully embodies the literary spirit of "I will talk about reason and you will die."

Sitting on the dragon throne, the old emperor's brows were getting higher and higher, and he was obviously very unhappy with the prince's words.

But considering the prince's prestige in front of the ministers, he held back and didn't say anything. He was already thinking about how to educate his son after the court session.

And the Minister of Works, what is he doing here? Isn't it enough to have a female household?

He continued to skillfully change the subject and asked the European: "I heard that you are also very knowledgeable about the stars in the sky?"

The interpreter who was responsible for translating for the visiting tribute envoys translated the emperor's words to the European.

This seemed to have touched the other person's itch, and the voice became much more excited than before.

They said they measured the distance between Jupiter and Earth to be more than 12,671,769,584 miles.

It was also measured that Saturn was more than 25,770,564 miles away from the earth.

And Mars, Venus, Mercury...

The astronomy of Europa is very brilliant. Many officials who like to study this field opened their eyes wide, and the sunlight swayed slightly in their pupils.

I was listening with fascination, when suddenly I heard someone sigh: "European astronomy is indeed leading now."

Just when he was about to be displeased, after realizing that it was Xiao Bai Ze's inner voice, he was stunned for a moment.

Xu Yanmiao turned her head and looked at Lian Hang: "What's wrong?"

Why are you looking at him suddenly?

Lian Hang's face trembled slightly, pretending to discuss: "Xu Lang, I heard about the Europeans' research on the stars, and I was a little scared - how did they calculate these numbers?"

Xu Yanmiao chose her words carefully: "I don't know much about it either. I only vaguely heard that Europa has some theory of celestial motion, sunspot theory, laws of planetary motion, and they have also studied astronomical telescopes specifically for observing stars. Maybe they can calculate it because they value this."

[But China clearly has the Gan and Shi Star Classics, and the data in it is still used by many people today to measure the positions and movements of the sun, moon, and planets.]

[China also has the Dunhuang Star Map. Before the Renaissance, Europe had nothing comparable to it.]

Xiao Bai Ze felt a little depressed.

【But later, even the Imperial Observatory introduced Hui people. 】

[Although all dynasties have attached great importance to astronomy, requiring scholars and officials to be knowledgeable about it, and requiring the Ministry of Rites to search the country for people who understand astronomy and geography, the Four Books and Five Classics are ultimately the right path.]

If someone else had said this, the ministers would still have shrugged it off, thinking that Western learning originated from the East and that the East was better than the West no matter what. But if it was Xiao Bai Ze who said this, they would suddenly feel the blood rushing to their heads.

How can China be inferior to the barbarians? !

It's just astronomy, they take it seriously! It's not too late to work hard now!

Moreover, the astronomy of our ancestors was the best in the world, but in later generations, it fell behind others. How shameful!

The old emperor did not allow this emotion to spread, he quickly comforted himself.

——It doesn't matter if they can't catch up. They can prepare their troops and conquer other countries. Then the progress will belong to Great Xia, right?

The only question is...is astronomy worth it?

The old emperor examined the weight.

[Forget it, this may be the inevitability of history. ]

[After all, the previous dynasty had experienced hundreds of years of war, and the calendar going backwards is also very correct... Wait! It can't be counted! ]

Xu Yanmiao's heart suddenly tensed up.

The ruler and his ministers of Da Xia also became nervous - they rarely saw Xu Yanmiao looking so cautious.

what happened?

[The calendar going backwards means that the calculation of the time is inaccurate! That is, the calculation of the precession of the equinoxes will be wrong... In other words, the vernal equinox date calculated by the court now is inaccurate! ]

Even with Xu Yanmiao's limited knowledge of farming, he knew that farmers relied on the imperial court to tell them when the vernal equinox was, and then they would take care of the fields.

But the old emperor knew more about farming than him. He subconsciously jumped up, then forced himself to stop and slowly sat back down.

But his eyes were full of doubt.

"I see......"

No wonder the yield per mu is much lower than that of Liang and Chu.

Take wheat as an example. The time of the spring equinox is extremely important. It is the time when wheat is growing. If there is plenty of rain, it is fine. But sometimes when there is drought, it is necessary to water the wheat when it grows. If there is no water source for irrigation, it is necessary to do a good job of inter-cultivation and moisture conservation. If the spring equinox is not accurate, farmers will not be able to judge when to water the wheat when it grows.

If the wheat does not contain enough nutrients, the mother will be poor and hungry during the pregnancy. When the wheat is harvested, the ears of wheat will be small and few. How can it support the family?

——Experienced farmers may be able to judge the time to water by intuition, but how many such farmers are there in the world? Most people rely on government reminders to farm.

"From the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty to the end of the Zhou Dynasty, a total of 242 years, even if the lunar eclipse was found to be inaccurate or the calendar was distorted, the Zhou emperor never sent anyone to make adjustments."

Emperor Tiantong frowned and gritted his teeth: "Now I have to clean up the mess!"

We really shouldn't have let go of their ancestral grave!

ah!

It seems...it's not too late now?

The author has something to say:

In that year, the three shipping offices of Hangzhou, Ming and Guang collected 541,730 strings, pieces, catties, taels, sections, strips, pieces, grains, navels, pieces and grains of money, grain, silver, incense and medicine, and spent 238,560 strings, pieces, catties, taels, sections, strips, pieces, grains, navels, pieces and grains.

——"History of Song Dynasty"

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Coober Pedy is located about 850 kilometers north of Adelaide, South Australia. The normal temperature here is 45℃ in summer, and even exceeds 50℃ during the day. The severe high temperature forces people to live in caves, which is also the biggest feature of the town.

The name of Coober Pedy comes from the language of the local Aboriginal people, which originally means "white man's hole". The population here is about 3,500, more than half of whom live underground.

——《Travel in Australia》

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There is a sea in Durg that is alkaline and has no waves. Nothing can sink and no aquatic creatures live there. It is called the Dead Sea.

——"A Brief Knowledge of Physics" by Fang Yizhi of the Ming Dynasty

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When the wedding is about to start, the service staff will bring a large cake with beautiful patterns and the word "happiness" on it. Amid the warm cheers and applause of the crowd, the bride and groom hold a long knife and prepare to cut the cake. Cutting the cake is a common ceremony in modern weddings, but the cake-cutting ceremony in Spanish weddings is quite special: before this, the bride and groom have to fight with their wits. Whoever can take off the other's shoe first will gain the dominance of future family life.

——"1000 Questions on World Culture"

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The King of Wu liked swordsmen, and many people were wounded; the King of Chu liked thin waists, and many people in the palace starved to death.

——Folk Songs of the Han Dynasty

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Matteo Ricci said: The circumference of the earth is ninety thousand miles, and its diameter is twenty-eight thousand six hundred and sixty-six miles and thirty-six feet. The diameter of the sun is one hundred and sixty-five and three-eighths greater than the earth [and is more than one thousand six hundred and fifty-five thousand six hundred and ninety miles away from the center of the earth].

Jupiter is ninety-four and a half times larger than the Earth, [more than 12,617,695,840 miles away from the Earth].

Saturn is ninety and one eighth times larger than the Earth, [more than 25,770,564 miles away from the Earth].

Mars is half a size larger than the Earth, [and is more than 27,412,100 miles away from the Earth].

Venus is thirty-six and one twenty-seventh times smaller than the Earth, [more than 2,400,681 miles away from the Earth].

The moon is 38 and one-third smaller than the earth, and is 482,522 miles away.

Mercury is 21,951 times smaller than the Earth, [and is more than 918,750 miles away from the Earth].

——"A Brief Knowledge of Physics" by Fang Yizhi of the Ming Dynasty

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After comparing this map with star maps of various European countries, he pointed out: "Before the Renaissance, there were very few things in Europe that could be compared with the Chinese celestial map-making tradition, or even nothing at all."

——Dunhuang Star Map

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Huihui Sitianjian:

He was promoted to the fourth rank of the Huihui Sitiantai.

——History of Yuan Dynasty

The Huihui Astronomical Bureau was also established, with one Supervisor (rank four), two Junior Supervisors (rank five), and two Supervisor Assistants (rank six). Zheng Ali, the Huihui Astronomical Bureau's chief, and others were invited to discuss the calendar.

——History of Ming Dynasty

[Since the Yuan and Ming dynasties, the Imperial Observatory has needed to introduce Hui people. ]

[However, this does not mean that there is no merit. In the early Ming Dynasty, my country produced the "White Ape Presenting Three Lights", which contained 132 cloud maps and was linked to weather changes. Most of them were consistent with modern meteorological principles, while Europe only published 16 cloud maps in 1879. In the early Ming Dynasty, the court also set up an observatory and armillary sphere in Beijing, and officially installed my country's first astronomical telescope in 1634.

——"A Brief Analysis of the Reasons Why China's Scientific Development Lags Behind the West after the Mid- and Late Ming Dynasty"】

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The public did not forbid people from studying astronomy, but only forbid people from forging calendars:

When checking the laws and regulations, it refers to the people who use their limited knowledge to predict the auspicious signs and forge calendars to mess up the weather. It is said that the "Book of Celestial Officials", "Astronomical Records", "Almanacs" and "Almanac Records" are recorded in the national history of each dynasty. It is said that the knowledge of heaven, earth and man is called Confucianism. Scholars and officials should be familiar with it, but they are not proficient in it. It is not prohibited by law. According to the Ming Dynasty Code, the Ministry of Rites must be aware of those who are good at astronomy and geography, so that they can use them. They will still go around the country to search for them, test them and use them.

——"Saint's Birthday Perpetual Calendar"

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Regarding the inaccurate calendar:

Although the Shushi calendar, which was inherited from the Datong calendar, was the most advanced calendar in the world when it was formulated, more than a hundred years had passed from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty to the middle of the Ming Dynasty, and some of the smallest errors in the past had accumulated into major errors. In the first year of the Jingtai reign (1450), the lunar eclipse predicted by the Datong calendar was inaccurate, and after the Chenghua reign, eclipses were often not confirmed. Therefore, there were those who advocated changing the calendar in the court, but most of them were rejected by the officials of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory with the words "the ancestral system cannot be changed" and "the ancient method cannot be changed lightly", and it remained unchanged for a long time.

The long-term inaccuracy of the Ming Dynasty calendar was directly related to the fact that the officials of the Imperial Observatory were ignorant and could neither calculate nor observe astronomical phenomena. At that time, the Observatory was in name only. In the second year of Jiajing (1523), Hua Xiang, the supervisor of the Guanglu Temple, said bitterly in his memorial proposing to change the calendar: "I want to correct the calendar but do not go to the observatory to measure the shadow. I think it is all empty talk. I hope that I will temporarily stop attending court and supervise the eunuchs Zhou Lian and others to go to the observatory before the winter solstice to make predictions day and night, and record the month and day." However, his proposal was still not adopted. In the 41st year of Wanli (1613), Li Zhizao, the junior official of the Nanjing Imperial Household Department, also said in his memorial to the Western calendar: "Now the officials of the censorate have sealed the clepsydra and the astronomical observatory has lost its trace." It has become a well-known fact that the officials of the Imperial Observatory have not gone to the observatory to observe for a long time.

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Xing Yunlu, who was a contemporary of Zhu Zaiyu, was also very concerned about the research and reform of the calendar. When he was the assistant governor of Henan, he wrote a letter to request a calendar change, but was accused of "misleading the world" by the officials of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory. He also lengthened the 4-zhang-long gnomon determined by Guo Shoujing to 6 zhang, and measured the tropical year to be 365.24190 days, which was more accurate than the 365.2425 days determined by Guo, and only 0.00027 days less than the theoretical value at the time, far exceeding the level of astronomy in Europe at the time. Xing Yunlu also made other contributions to the formulation of the new calendar in the late Ming Dynasty.

——"A General History of Chinese Culture"

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The Chongzhen Calendar was insufficient in its study and inheritance of the old Chinese calendar, and it itself still had some imperfections, such as the introduction of an erroneous understanding of the precession of the equinoxes, and the data on the distance between the sun and the earth, the radius of the sun, etc. were not accurate.

——"A General History of Chinese Culture"

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If the weather is dry at this time, the fertilizer cannot be fully utilized, which will lead to "congenital deficiency" of wheat due to insufficient absorption of nutrients. Farmers call this "poor and hungry in the womb". Such wheat will not differentiate well in the later stage, the ears will not be large, and the grains per ear will be few, resulting in reduced production. Therefore, during the spring equinox, if the winter wheat jointing period encounters drought, areas with irrigation conditions should be irrigated in time, and wheat fields without irrigation conditions should be well cultivated to conserve moisture. In other words, it is necessary to irrigate the wheat well during this period, and pay more attention to applying fertilizer.

——"Knowledge of the 24 Solar Terms"

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Chapter 120 The wind was cold, the snow was falling, and his back was extremely desolate.

Astronomy is important.

The old emperor acted quickly. After the court session, he and a group of important ministers quickly decided to establish a department called "Observatory" to specifically study astronomy.

From now on, members of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau can be selected from the observatory.

"After the spring, the imperial examination will be held. The topic of this imperial examination will be astronomy. Two hundred people will be selected to participate in the examination, and the official positions will be set up..."

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Snowing.

The snow on the ground was about an inch and a half thick.

Xu Yanmiao walked into the Ministry of Personnel wearing a cloak. He kicked his feet before entering, and the snow stuck to the soles of his shoes fell near the threshold.

He was holding a bookcase in his hands, which was so heavy that his fingertips were white from the weight.

An official quickly stood up, took the box and wanted Xu Yanmiao to free her hands, but when she hugged it, her arms suddenly sank downward and she almost fell.

"Xu Lang, what are you holding here?"

"Books."

"Why did you bring so many books to the government office?!"

"I haven't figured out the test questions yet."

The book box was placed next to the desk. After thanking the kind official, Xu Yanmiao sat down on the chair and put the wet coat on the hanger next to him.

He opened the bookcase and took out the book on top - there were more than twenty books in it, enough for him to read for a long time.

Quan Yingzhang and Ji Sui wanted to help him find books, but Xu Yanmiao refused. He would never touch the vortex of academic debate.

"It's unfortunate."

An official came in from outside, holding his leg, and limped towards his desk.

Xu Yanmiao took a quick glance and was startled: "What's wrong with you?"

The other person's legs were covered and could not be seen, but there was a long wound at the knee of the other hand. The blood was wiped off, revealing pink flesh.

The official said angrily, "My distant relative came to visit me in the capital. He was sick and lying in the hotel. I went to visit him, and guess what—" He slapped his good leg, "I was going upstairs when I heard a loud noise, and then a big-breasted girl wrapped in rough clothes rushed out. She didn't even look at me when she went downstairs, and she directly knocked me down. My hands and legs were scratched because I brought the vase down with me when I rolled down the stairs."

Xu Yanmiao: "..."

[He was still paying attention to the girl's breasts at this time. Could it be that he was knocked down because of this distraction? ]

The official's face turned red after being exposed, and he stammered, "Anyway, that's it."

【Obscene! 】

Xu Yanmiao felt that she was really good at speaking and never said much. She only asked, "Do you need a doctor? I'll go to the Imperial Hospital and ask one to come over for you."

The official smiled awkwardly: "Thank you for your help, Mr. Xu!"

The imperial physician was invited over soon, and Xu Yanmiao even helped the old man carry the medicine box.

The imperial physician quickly applied medicine and bandaged the wound, and took out medicine for shock from the medicine box: "I don't usually keep this in my medicine box, but luckily the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple came over to ask for medicine, so I put it in the medicine box."

Xu Yanmiao: "The Dali Temple Shaoqing was also frightened?"

The official subconsciously said, "I didn't see the Shaoqing in the hostel either."

The doctor smiled and continued, "Maybe it's not the same place where you got frightened?"

[Then I am curious. The Dali Temple Shaoqing often deals with cases, so he must be very brave. How could he be frightened to the point of taking medicine? ]

The imperial physician was still holding the official's arm. He paused and coughed, "Although it has been bandaged, I will still write another prescription to speed up the healing of the wound."

——The imperial physician has the seal of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

The official knew that this person was looking for an excuse to stay and listen to gossip. But he did not expose the truth - maybe one day he would find an excuse to listen to gossip, so let's give each other a hand!

Xu Yanmiao was happily immersed in gossip.

【hiss!】

[No way, no way, no way! ]

[How can you play so colorfully?! ]

[It was fine that he and his newest concubine, the eighth room, had a particularly intense time at the inn, and that the bed collapsed, but why did he continue to do it on the floor and collapse the floor! ]

Imperial Physician: "Hiss——"

Injured official: "Hiss——"

Is it that intense?!

Many innocent officials in the Ministry of Personnel began to feel hot on their faces.

I didn't expect... Shaoqing of Dali Temple, you are this kind of person!

The offices of various places were actually not far from each other, all within the imperial city. The six ministries were in the middle, across Chengtianmen Street from the Sinong Temple.

The Dali Temple is just west of the Sinong Temple, separated only by a street and the Weiwei Temple.

Therefore, now all the officials in the Dali Temple have heard Xu Yanmiao's voice.

Didn't expect that?!

Countless eyes were cast on Zhang Xuan, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, staring at the area below the waist.

——There are two Shaoqing of Dali Temple, but only one was injured today.

"..."

The Dali Temple Shaoqing's neck even became stronger.

Why! He had given up refuting the prince, but Xiao Bai Ze still took his anger out on him!

Someone must have mentioned him! Who wants to harm him?

[He even fell directly onto the bed downstairs, almost paralyzing me... I want to see if you've paid me any compensation. If you haven't, I'm going to impeach you.]

An official asked quietly: "Has Shaoqing paid compensation? If not..."

The Dali Temple Shaoqing's buttocks moved awkwardly, and his face, which was as wrinkled as pine bark, trembled: "Of course I will not fail to apologize!"

【Oh! I lost money. 】

After receiving the confirmation of his inner voice, the Junior Official of the Dali Temple felt relieved. With a slight sense of superiority, he snorted, "As the Junior Official of the Dali Temple, how can I just walk away after hurting someone?"

[That's right. Otherwise, if someone sues him, the whole court will know that the Junior Official of the Dali Temple and his concubine broke the bed and floor of the woman while they were working hard, and that he almost broke the woman's body when he fell naked on her bed, and he still refused to compensate her. How embarrassing.]

【It's normal to lose money. 】

...Now the entire court knows about it.

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple kept pinching his thigh and was about to faint, but his head shook and he came back to consciousness.

"What are you afraid of?"

He rubbed his chest, which was feeling a little stuffy, and then put his hand down as if nothing had happened.

The Dali Temple Shaoqing said to himself: "What's there to be afraid of if a man is a little romantic? He is not going to a prostitute, he is my concubine..."

Moreover, you rarely see people from other departments. The people you see every day are officials from the Dali Temple.

The Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple suddenly raised his head and swept his cold eyes over his colleagues.

"bump--"

I don't know who bumped into the table when he pulled his legs back.

Look to the left.

The Dali Temple official rested his elbow on the table, one hand on his chin, and the other hand seemed to be carefully flipping through the files.

Look to the right.

Zuo Sicheng faced the window, as if concentrating on admiring the snow scene.

Then turn your head and look behind you.

The Right Temple Secretary was whispering something in the ear of a minor official. He didn't have time to pretend. After feeling the deadly gaze, he quickly kicked the minor official and raised his voice: "Who? Really?"

The official was very excited and thought of a topic as quickly as he could in his life to use as an excuse: "Really! Among the candidates in this examination, there is a person with a small mole on his left eyebrow. This is called 'a pearl hidden in the grass'. He is a very blessed person and will be rich or noble in the future. Who knows, he may be the top scorer this time?"

You Si Cheng: "Hahaha, if he really wins the title, why don't you tell me his fortune?"

Although I know they are just pretending, at least they are willing to pretend.

He still has prestige.

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple stood up with satisfaction and planned to go out for some fresh air.

I saw an official stretching his neck to look into the Dali Temple, his face full of excitement as he watched the fun.

It's the one called Lian Hang.

Most importantly, the two of them made eye contact.

"..."

"..."

The Dali Temple Shaoqing had a blank expression on his face, and turned to the corner to get the teapot to pour water. Just these few steps, thanks to my stiff body, seemed as long as going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

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after get off work.

Xu Yanmiao was very curious: "Why did you go to the Dali Temple?"

The sudden question made Lian Hang cough violently.

After recovering, Lian Hang gave Xu Yanmiao a meaningful look: "Xu Lang! You don't know, there was a Shaoqing in the Dali Temple who had sex with his concubine in an inn. It was so intense that it shook the floor down! I went to see what kind of body the Shaoqing had to be able to do that... cough."

Xu Yanmiao was very shocked: [Someone actually saw the face of the Dali Temple Shaoqing! I thought he left the room with a sheet covering his head, and no one could recognize who he was! ]

Lian Hang: Great! Another day of successfully hiding something from Xu Lang!

He patted Xu Yanmiao on the shoulder and said, "Shocked, right? I was also shocked when I heard it. I didn't expect Zhang Shaoqing to be so... uh, wild in private."

[What is this!] Xu Lang said with disdain: [You don't know how low a person's bottom line can go!]

When Lian Hang was still pondering the meaning of the word "lower limit", he heard a sentence -

[Some people are so cruel as to attack sheep. ]

Lian Hang and other officials heard this and said: "Ah? What do you mean by attacking sheep? Are you going to fight with the sheep's horns?"

The discussion in the Hanlin Academy was heated.

"I think it's a fight with a sheep's horn. A sheep's force against a person is very strong. Is our unknown colleague using this to practice strength?"

"Could it be that some general wants to use the Fire Sheep Formation to replace the Fire Bull Formation?"

"But this can't be called crazy?"

"They're sending sheep to the battlefield. Isn't that crazy?"

"I don't think that's the way he did it. Since you used the word 'do' - in ancient times, there was a woman named Mei who had a son named Crane. Did this man recognize a sheep as his son? I know a man who raised a dog as his son and called him his darling."

"Hey, anyway, this matter has nothing to do with our Hanlin Academy! Have fun!"

A lecturer named Yang from the Hanlin Academy stood up and tiptoed towards the door.

Then, a slap hit him on the shoulder.

"Meng Yu, wait, I have a file here..."

The person who tapped him felt the stiffness of his hand and tapped him twice more in confusion: "What..."

[The Hanlin Academy is a place full of hidden talents. It was fine that there was a lecturer who ate pig milk before, but now there is another lecturer who feeds sheep? Does his wife know that he is so in need of that? ]

[You can't say that his surname is Yang so he is interested in sheep, right? His name is Meng Yu and he doesn't hang out with chickens. ]

Wait?!

What are you doing?!

What sheep?!

Liu Bingwen, a scholar from the Hanlin Academy, was stunned. Looking at Yang Mengyu, who was being patted on the shoulder by him, he immediately realized that he had interrupted something and felt quite guilty: "Meng... no... Yang... uh... are you okay?"

Yang Mengyu turned his head slowly, slowly: "Very good."

The black beads in the eye sockets jumped slowly, and then jumped again after a while.

Liu Bingwen swallowed.

This... doesn't look good...

Yang Mengyu said calmly, "Please make way. I have a stomachache."

"Oh, okay." Liu Bingwen retracted his hand and said carefully: "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"Need not."

Seeing Yang Mengyu's desolate back, Liu Bingwen's mind twitched and he blurted out: "I'm afraid you won't have the strength to stand up if you go to the toilet like this."

Yang Mengyu staggered. Then he stood firm against the wall: "No need!"

The wind was cold and the snow was falling heavily, and his back looked extremely desolate.

But it was like the New Year at the Dali Temple.

Dali Temple Shaoqing: "Hahaha——"

Dali Temple Shaoqing: "Hahahahaha——"

Now! Who will care about him collapsing the floor!!!

The author has something to say:

Regarding the Dali Temple Shaoqing, please refer to:

Fang Hui, courtesy name Wanli, nickname Xugu, was from Huizhou... Every night he had sex with his maid, not avoiding his surroundings. One night, during sex, the bed legs shook and made a sound, which shook the soil off the wall. A neighbor from the north was sick and lying under the wall, so he was crushed by the soil. The next day, he complained to the authorities, and Fang was arrested by the authorities. His friends persuaded him to make peace, and he was finally saved.

——"Miscellaneous Notes on Guixin"

[Translation: Fang Hui fell on the bed so hard that the wall collapsed, burying the neighbor under the wall. The neighbor reported the case to the police, but was persuaded to reconcile by his friends.]

(Both the older brother and the younger brother can do it)

(Walls and floors are OK)

(bushi)

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