After the meeting, the ministers from the core decision-making team of the Ming Dynasty who participated in the meeting left the hall in groups of three or five.

The journey from leaving the hall of the convention to leaving the palace requires walking together. At this time, their position is very distinctive.

From their position, you can easily see who has a good relationship with whom and who has a bad relationship with whom.

Basically, each of the four major factions walks together, embracing each other in a group, with their own core and marginal characters, but although they are each other's marginal characters, they are also clearly separated from other factions.

For example, the Shandong faction and the foreign race are the two factions with the greatest contradictions. People in the court jokingly said that even if the winter thunder shakes Xia Yuxue, these two factions will never join forces to keep warm. Instead, they will try their best to take off the clothes on each other and wear them for themselves.

That's what it is now.

Kong Zheng and Zhou Jiang were walking together and discussing some things. As they were talking, Yelu Yuanyi walked to them, quickly picked them up, turned his head, snorted at them, shook his sleeves, turned around and left.

Before Kong Zheng could react, Zhou Jiang couldn't hold back.

"Yelu Butang, what do you mean?"

Yelu Yuanyi stopped and turned around and looked at the two of them with a sneer.

"It's not interesting, it's just a move. What, is there any problem?"

"Yelu Butang, what you did is not right."

Zhou Jiang stepped forward and stood opposite Yelu Yuanyi. He looked at him face to face without fear and said, "Argument in the court is a public business, but outside the court is a private matter. If you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can discuss it in front of His Majesty in the court. Why should we look at us here?"

"What's your face? I don't know what you're talking about!"

Yelu Yuanyi shook his head: "You Shandong people have read too many Confucian classics, and their minds are full of strange things, as if others look at you and scold you. How can this be done? Why not read the Confucian classics? It's better not to read the Confucian classics. It's been more than a thousand years. It's enough. How about reading the Mo Sutra? I've been reading the Mo Sutra recently, oh, it's exquisite!"

Zhou Jiang's expression changed, he took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"The saint's speech is profound and profound. Not to mention a thousand years, it's not enough to read it for ten thousand years. But it's no wonder that Yelu Butang is a Khitan and hasn't read so many books. It's meaningless to talk about these with Yelu Butang. I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore."

Zhou Jiang turned his head and looked at Kong Zheng: "Budang, what do you think? Do we need to continue talking?"

"Of course there is no one. Just a barbarian... Khitan, what Confucian classics do you know?"

Kong Zheng came over and glanced at Yelu Yuanyi with great contempt. He just said the word "barbarian" and added a fire to the gunpowder barrel in Yelu Yuanyi's heart.

But he didn't need to say it completely. If he said that word, Yelu Yuanyi knew what this guy was going to say.

He held back his anger and still had a smile on his face.

"Kongbutang, do you say that, are you looking down on me or looking down on the Khitans?"

Kong Zheng looked at Yelu Yuanyi, then looked at Yelu Chenghui who was standing behind him with a bad look, and sneered.

"Yelu Butang should not be misunderstood. I am not talking about you, but... you."

After saying that, Kong Zheng shook his sleeves, turned his head and left.

Zhou Jiang also left with disgust and disdain on his face.

Yelu Yuanyi clenched his fists immediately, and he was about to get angry. Yelu Chenghui quickly stepped forward and grabbed Yelu Yuanyi.

"This is the palace, you can't be rude."

Yelu Yuanyi glanced at Yelu Chenghui, broke away Yelu Chenghui's hand angrily, and snorted.

"A old thief Kong Zheng, sooner or later, I will make him live and die!"

Yelu Chenghui frowned.

"Yuan Yi, be careful of your words!"

"You also heard what he said about us!"

Yelu Yuanyi said angrily: "As an official in the same dynasty, these hateful Shandong people always look down on others! What's wrong with the Khitans? The Khitans can't become officials of the Ming Dynasty? Is it because of His Majesty the establishment of the Ming Dynasty because of their corrupt scholars? No! The Khitans at least have a large army to uprising and the Jurchens to fight bloody battles, what about them?"

"That's what it means."

Yelu Chenghui shook his head and said, "But now, we are also colleagues. How can we not have a dispute? Don't you have a dispute? Isn't Your Majesty also speaking for us?"

"That can only make them shut up in the court. In private, they don't know how to criticize us!"

Yelu Yuanyi took a few deep breaths and calmed down with difficulty.

Seeing that he calmed down, Yelu Chenghui patted his shoulder, walked forward slowly with him, and then whispered: "They will not be proud for a long time. This time, the four subjects admitted a total of 1,200 scholars in the four subjects, and only 150 scholars from Shandong were from.

Moreover, the admission tendency of the entire imperial examination is to be more in science, engineering and law. Your Majesty does not care much about Confucian classics. With this imperial examination foundation, the decline of Confucian classics in the future will be just a matter of time.

Without Confucian classics as the main basis for selecting officials, how long can these corrupt scholars be proud? Before, it was only they could choose, but now it is different. I think Your Majesty has long wanted to abolish the imperial examination of Confucian classics. It was just that due to the opposition of Confucian scholars, he did not do this for the time being."

After hearing this, Yelu Yuanyi thought about it seriously, and then nodded slowly.

"What you said is indeed reasonable, but most of the officials in the world are scholars. It is unknown who will win."

"That depends on His Majesty's skills today. Of course, to be more taboo, it depends on how long His Majesty can be in power today."

Yelu Chenghui's voice was very low when he said this, and no one could hear it except Yelu Yuanyi.

Yelu Yuanyi narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

"It is true. With His Majesty's prestige today, it is only a matter of time to kill these corrupt scholars. As long as time is enough, everything is possible."

"So, we should not have any open conflicts with them or breaking up the face, which will not do us well."

Yelu Chenghui whispered: "Shandong corrupt scholars have been beaten by His Majesty once before, and they have already lost some of their power. If they continue to be stubborn and feel that they are superior, sooner or later, they will not even need to take action."

"That's what it means."

Yelu Yuanyi looked around and whispered: "But I am unwilling to give up, especially Zhou Jiang, who is in a dilemma with me everywhere and slander me many times. I can't tolerate him."

"What do you want to do?"

Yelu Chenghui asked in a low voice: "There are many major issues in the court right now, and Your Majesty cannot take ruthless measures against important officials. You should be a little more stable. Don't jump out at this time, so as not to cause trouble."

"Do you need me to jump out?"

Yelu Yuanyi sneered: "For years of turmoil, Shandong corrupt scholars have suffered a lot of losses. In exchange for their status in the New Dynasty, they almost managed to bear the cost of immigrating hundreds of thousands of yuan to Liaodong. This cost was used to obtain the qualification to enter the court to gain a foothold.

How much money is that? Even if they have a large number of people, it will inevitably be a big deal to spend it. They may have ignored it in order to gain a foothold, but now they have gained a foothold. Should they make up for the part they lost before?"

Yelu Chenghui frowned.

"If you say this, it's a bit like catching up on the wind and shadows. What they use for money is power and status. This is simply a big profit. Do you need to make up for it?"

"Smart people naturally know that they have made money, but not everyone is a smart person, and not everyone will feel that they have made money."

Yelu Yuanyi whispered: "And this Yellow River renovation project will eventually lead the Yellow River back to the old road of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The downstream of the old road of the Eastern Han Dynasty is in Shandong. The ground has been broken in Shandong and the construction of a large project has begun. Zuo Cheng, do you think they will not take this opportunity to do something?"

"You mean, they will attack the Yellow River project money?"

Yelu Chenghui asked in disbelief: "Do you have any definite evidence?"

"Not yet, but I heard some rumours."
Chapter completed!