Xu Zi closed his eyes slightly, and his emotions rolled around in his mind, but no matter what, this result was really enough and worth it.

"Congratulations to the Lord..." Fang Shaoqun whispered: "But don't lose your composure. Winning the No. 1 pick is just the beginning, not the end. I hope the Lord will remember this."

Such a person is really disappointing... but he is undoubtedly correct.

Xu Zixian smiled slightly, bowed to the ecstatic people, and said, "Everyone is happy, hope that if you are rich and noble in the future, don't forget each other."

"Of course," Yao Pingzhong shouted: "I wish I could follow Mingda and go to Fujian together."

"There will be a chance to work with Weicheng." Xu Zixian responded with a smile. Zhong Ji and Yao Pingzhong are both talents, and perhaps they will really have a chance to recruit under their command in the future.

...

After winning the top scorer in martial arts, he is also very busy.

Xu Zi had to take a short rest first, got up after sleeping for less than an hour, and then gathered at the Ministry of Rites in the same year, and signed up outside Xuande Gate to thank him.

For many Jinshi who had no official position or royal family status, from this moment on, they broke away from the identity of ordinary people and officially became one of the officials of the court.

The new Jinshi has noble character, and even if he is a high-ranking official in a red robe, he still greets him with a smile. In these days, these people are well-deserved prides of heaven.

After signing up for gratitude, write a thank-you form, go to the Ministry of Rites to collect the Jinshi robe, and then prepare to enter the palace the next day to Jixian Hall to thank the emperor.

From the moment they entered Jixian Hall, these new Jinshi were considered disciples of the emperor.

Then he went to the Ministry of Personnel to report, but the real jobs for the new Jinshi were the judges and the judges and the judges and the judges and the judges and the judges and the trajectory in the next few years was the result at this moment.

Most people can stay in Beijing to observe politics and learn the operations of various departments of the capital. A few who already have real responsibilities can ask for a release from Beijing immediately, or those who have no ambition to stay in Beijing can also ask for release.

Of course, Xu Zixian wanted to release the situation directly, and the judge's West Court would probably wait for the orders of the left and right prime ministers of the Political Affairs Hall to prepare all the procedures as soon as possible. Xu Zixian would be the first person to release the situation.

For Xu Zixian, the result is not bad. For many new Jinshi, the capital is a place where they must be won. It will take many years to stay in Beijing. Only by being a court official in Beijing can one be transferred to a local official. Otherwise, they can only be transferred at the prefecture and county level in this life. Although the salary is not low and the power of being an official is not small, they finally have a ceiling early, which makes people feel depressed.

Xu Zixian was destined to have no such ceiling. He became a senior official, but his identity constraints and fear from the emperor. This is not a big trouble that qualifications can solve.

After a busy day, Xu Zixian did not stay in the inn to rest, but visited the residence of the Right Prime Minister. The old prime minister had a very deep grace to him for cultivation and expectations. It was natural that he might leave Beijing at any time in the past two days. It was a matter of course to come to say goodbye before leaving.

Xu Xiashang directly introduced Xu Zixian into the inner study room so that they could meet each other.

This time, only meet with the etiquette of elders and younger generations. Xu Xiashang was very pleased and looked at Xu Zixian and said, "It has been decades, and someone finally said to me that in the blink of an eye, forty years, since I have produced another real talent in the royal family."

Xu Zixian smiled and said, "This is too much. When the old prime minister passed the imperial examination, he was already a famous scholar in the country. What am I going to be?"

"Otherwise," Xu Xiashang said: "I have read your strategy and letters. I have a good idea of ​​writing. I may not have written it when I was young. This is one. Second, I feel that it is very meaningful when I read your commentary on Ma Zheng. To be honest, I should not say that at the age of twenty, even at the age of forty, I may not be able to write such commentary on matters... How did you do it?"

"I believe in one principle, and everything needs to be done in practice. I am a martial artist, not a Confucian minister... Please forgive me for offending me. Confucian ministers believe in the truth. Only the Tao is the only one. However, I am a warrior, and I do not approach the great way. I only believe in data and facts. I read more, walk more, listen more, and put my mind on practice. I have been thinking about Ma Zheng for a long time and feel that this is a must-do, so I submitted a memorial and did not discuss it with the old prime minister in advance. I hope to forgive my crimes."

"What are you talking about?" Xu Xia and Shang stretched their eyebrows and smiled and said, "You younger generations are promising. Can you still be unhappy? The emperor also acted in the matter of Ma Zheng. Yesterday, he summoned the left prime minister and several Privy Councilors to discuss the matter in Xuanzheng Hall. Everyone thought it was OK, but the financial resources were difficult, but they could not allocate much money to you. After thinking about it, they could only give you permission and ask you to find a way to start..."

Xu Zi first smiled and listened, and now he understood the meaning of the old prime minister.

The court still has a limit to the trust of the raising of horses in Fujian, or Xu Zixian's personal abilities. Even if the horses are raised well, the emperor doubts how the troubles of Fujian Road itself will be able to achieve with the troubles of financial resources, geography, manpower and officialdom?

Even if there are really many good war horses, how much is it willing to report to the capital on Fujian Road?

Or how much can Xu Zixian’s personality experience, his bold and bold personality, be trusted by the emperor?

The court was indeed financially in financial difficulties, but if a capable minister was in Shandong and Henan to pilot the new Ma Zheng, the court would at least have to allocate hundreds of thousands of guan, hundreds of millions of bundles of hay, and take out money and supplies to support it. Now, following Xu Xiashang's intention, the court would give policies and give Xu Zixian the official position and power, and it might also cost tens of thousands of guan, but the support would be over here, and it would be impossible to ask the emperor and the court to pay more.

Xu Xiashang said: "If you don't come tonight, I will find you tomorrow... I can't fight for this matter, and the left prime minister doesn't want to fight. I also think that if you want to fight in the Northern Expedition this year, the soldiers, horses, vehicles, straw bunches, and food that the court will mobilize are all numbers that scare people. At this time, it will be a bit too urgent to fight for the money of the horse government. It is still a matter of state affairs."

Xu Zixian listened with a smile, and nodded after hearing this, "What the old prime minister said is that I don't want to argue. To be honest, although I am a little sure, I dare not lay the stall too big at the beginning. If there is really something wrong, it is a small matter for me to embarrass myself. It is a big matter for me to ruin Ma Zheng and lose the face of the old prime minister."

After hearing this, Xu Xiashang laughed and praised: "Mingda, you are really kind and have a good relationship. What you say is nothing to lose. If you go to Fujian to preside over Ma Zheng and Yizhou's military affairs, I can feel at ease."

Xu Zixian felt aroused, but he did not respond, waiting for the old prime minister to continue talking.

"Your military achievements, the battle in Nan'an, Fuzhou, are the open contributions. The court must have made some statements. When Han Zhong saw your love, the court could not recognize this account. Otherwise, what would be the face of the Emperor of the Great Wei? To be honest, I must emphasize that this matter cannot be repeated. The Northern Expedition has been preparing for the last year. How many imperial guards, how much food, and pay are being used in Jizhou? Why can't the emperor bear this battle? Remove Liu Zhiyuan and Han Zhong agree to the Northern Expedition and preside over the overall situation? Otherwise, you can block the Langwei who has no intention of fighting, and block the emperor's hand-in-hand imperial guards to quell the rebellion? Your more than 150 people will be brave, and two thousand imperial guards will come into battle, carry thousands of archers, divine arm bows, sagging crossbows, and bed crossbows. You may not die within half an hour, right?"

Xu Zi first understood the combat effectiveness of the imperial guards in the Beijing camp.

Most of them are family of imperial guards in the capital, passed down from generation to generation, and stationed in the capital for a long time. Sometimes, they hired porters to take the food with a load and take the grain home. They practiced and were lazy, and did not come to the fort, so they went out of the camp to make a living. These grown men looked like soldiers, but they were just soldiers.

When it comes to head-on battles, Xu Zixian led 200 elite cavalry to defeat the imperial guards of the Beijing camp of such an army, which felt that it was not impossible, and it would even be quite relaxed.

In Liu Zhiyuan's mansion, he was besieged by thousands of imperial guards and used various long-range weapons to kill and injure, which happened to be the strength of the imperial guards. It was really dangerous and there was indeed danger of being destroyed.

Moreover, there were dozens of troops in the capital, and the emperor really wanted to destroy Xu Zixian and others. Of course, as Xu Xia Shang said, he would die without a place to bury him.

"Be careful to receive the teachings." Xu Zixian clasped his fists and expressed his acceptance of the teachings of the old prime minister.

It is true, such a risky thing is really no longer possible. After that night, others didn't know it, but Xu Zixian made a secret decision in his heart that he would never put himself in such a dangerous situation. No matter what changes happen, he must always have the power to protect himself. He cannot entrust his fortune and life to others' decisions, nor should he risk his life to fight for wealth.

"Although this merit is not rewarded," Xu Xiashang said: "The left prime minister must make some statements, and the emperor can only pretend to be stupid. One is to increase the official village of your Nan'an Marquis Mansion, add ten thousand households to the real households, and give up 6,000 households. This is the actual household of ordinary Dukes. My manor's estate is not much more than that of Mingda. The court should not add your title, but can only spend more money on the actual official village."

Xu Xia and Shang stretched their eyebrows and said with a smile: "If the two generations of Nan'an Marquis knew about this, I should be relieved!"

Xu Zi first stood up and bowed, saying, "Thank you, the old prime minister, for your accomplishment. My ancestors and grandfathers, I believe I will be happy if I know you under the spring."

The old Marquis of Nan'an had a fief of three thousand and only six hundred in total. It was so insignificant that it increased tenfold, surpassing the ordinary Duke's cedents. The court was not so generous in the past.

Xu Zixian's great achievements were not enough to be granted so many titles, so he was rewarded for his mutiny performance.
Chapter completed!