"They can be peaceful, soon after."

Mr. Zhang looked at Li Dongyang calmly and said word by word: "To be honest, I have no patience anymore."

Li Dongyang sighed, he knew why Mr. Zhang said this.

To be honest, the compromise he made before had given enough time.

Those great scholars are not qualified to know, but Li Dongyang and Xie Qian know.

Although the National Defense Forces now have giant Tianjin cannons and huge warships of five thousand materials, they have these decades ago.

The nightmare of the disaster of the genocide and the overthrow of the destruction was overwhelmed by my heart, it would be great that Mr. Zhang could bear it for so long.

At that time, Emperor Hongzhi was about to announce on the spot that the entire Ming Dynasty would enter wartime.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhang really stabilized everything, and the cast artillery proved his words.

The military headquarters, cabinet and other troops that were later established pinched their noses and recognized them under the threat of the destruction of the clan and the race.

Why did Emperor Hongzhi indulge in the construction of a new imperial city like a naughty child?!

Isn’t this pressure to destroy the clan and the race is under his heart?

It’s nothing wrong to be more solid and bigger than the city. Even if someone really calls you, you can hold on for a while.

As the highest secret of the Ming Empire, the Bureau of Investigation, the Intelligence Department and others have been staring at this matter.

No one in the cabinet dared to reveal a word. If this thing is leaked, it would be a disaster for the nine tribes to confiscate the house!

"This debate on the lecture at the lecture is the last patience of the boy..."

Mr. Zhang's words made Xie Qian, who had been flipping through the books beside him, unable to help but raise his head in shock.

Then the youngest cabinet master slowly put down the book in his hand and asked softly.

"Crazy tiger, you can't...

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by Mr. Zhang.

"The boy has given them enough time! Enough opportunities!"

Xie Qian couldn't help but stop talking.

Mr. Zhang said nothing wrong with this.

I dare to say that scholars in the world have not taken advantage of this many times, and there is more way out?!

Originally, once every three years, except for the mercy, but now once a year is a great kindness.

Not to mention that all departments have their own subjects to admission, and they also record, check, survey, etc.

The Inspectorate Education Department also gave scholars at the bottom a great way out.

Hang up the seal of the preface teaching department, walk in the countryside, receive a salary, and teach society. Who doesn’t bow and call me "Sir"?!

It can be said that countless scholars in the world have benefited from him.

Did he not consider it for scholars?! Obviously not!

However, the decisive decisions of those corrupt scholars completely angered him.

This touched his bottom line and was something he could not tolerate.

"If they understand the argument for this lecture, it would be fine..."

Seeing Mr. Zhang slowly stood up, he looked at Li Xiya and others word by word.

That slightly tender voice is loud!

"If that's not the case, then they will be ruined!"

Li Dongyang immediately stared at Mr. Zhang in disbelief.

After a while, he sighed, "Why is this so..."

The autumn wind is getting cooler, and the winter is coming.

Unlike the winters in previous years, cattle and sheep were worried about food, and this year, the Tatar tribes lived very comfortably.

The rest of the Tatar tribes were scattered by the great Fire Sieve Khan King and the black armored army of the Ming Dynasty.

The last weight-taking before autumn came not only allowed cattle and sheep to eat enough, but also reaped a lot of grass with the protection of the Ming army soldiers.

The carriages bought from the Ordnance Construction Bureau Jundui Department have a larger load than their previous carriages.

There are also horse ladies mowing machines that specialize in harvesting forage, which makes it easier for them to collect forage.

Although the newly built city is not particularly large, it can at least cover the wind and snow.

The cattle and sheep pen had been repaired for them long ago, and by returning to the city, they also sold some of the cattle and sheep.

Leave the strong ones to live through the pasture and spend this winter safely.

The Ming Dynasty's fellowship club bought their cattle and sheep, and sold them coal stoves, iron woks and trucks of cheap honeycomb coal.

A few pieces of honeycomb coal can be burned for one night, which is a surprise to the Tatars.

At the same time, they were also sold to them with fine salt, spices, and thick felt.

And the cheap rice sold from the Ming Dynasty, although it was already one or two or three cents a stone when it arrived here.

But this is a good thing after all, and food is fate in winter.

Abar is very satisfied with his current life and they no longer have to worry about attacks from other tribes.

The Ming Dynasty equipped them with long swords, leather armor and iron arrows. Abar is proud to be one of the "Tartars bravery".

Because of his brave identity, he could participate in the war and win glory and silver coins for his family.

I can also receive three dou of food from the city lord every month, which is very good.

Abar felt that he was living in his best time, so he didn't have to worry about food or cattle and sheep.

On weekdays, ten households are one A, and the leader A is led to herding together.

From time to time, the black-armored cavalry patrols of the Ming Dynasty would pass by them, and they would greet them whenever they saw that they were wearing the Ming Dynasty flag.

Sometimes I even stopped to rest and even gave them some salt or something.

"Abar! Come out quickly!!"

I just returned to the tent at home and looked at my wife's red face and was thinking about something to do.

That deadly voice came.

Abal smiled helplessly at his wife and walked out of the tent as he looked at her disappointed look.

"Menggen! Although you are a captain, you can't just call me when I come back, right?"

I saw a tall and strong man wearing black armor and wearing black armor laughing.

"Abar! Our eagles on the grasslands now have a chance to prove yourself! Do you want it?!"

The man named Menggen laughed and pulled him over and said in a low voice.

"Our Pearl Gegentana now needs a group of people to go to Shanhaiguan!"

Gegentana?! The daughter of King Khan, married the beautiful young man's prairie pearl!

Abal's eyes suddenly widened and his breathing became heavier.

"Only one thousand people can go to each tribe, and all of them need a brave and brave man!"

Meng Gen slapped Abar on the shoulder with a fierce slap: "Don't you always say you want to go to the capital again?"

"If you can make contributions this time, going to the capital is just a trivial matter!"

Seeing Meng Gen smiled and said, "Let's go back and have a good night with your woman! We'll set off tomorrow morning!"

Abar suppressed the surging in his heart and nodded fiercely.

He went to the capital once, and that time he was short of staff.

So they were drawn to help, and each person could get one or two silver dollars when they went there.

That time, Abar really saw what prosperity is.

I want to buy too many things, but I have too few silver coins in my pocket.

This made Abar very painful at that time.

Fortunately, Gegentana is now a man with the young master who has a monthly silver player. When he sees someone from his family, he will naturally entertain him.

Before he returned, he bought a big gift package for each of them. Abal was so grateful that he kept kissing her boots.

Abar always wanted to go to the capital again, earn enough silver coins and buy better things.

"Tomorrow, I'm going out!"

This is what Abar told his woman: "When I come back, I will bring you the hairpin from the capital! And satin!"

"I will let you all live a good life!"

The entire Ming Dynasty went from the northern border to the hinterlands of northern Hebei and southern Henan.

Even in Jiangnan and other areas, the tide was surging under a seemingly peaceful day.

There were constant students from Hongwen Annotation Institute who temporarily left Hongwen Annotation Institute on the grounds of going home to visit relatives.

The scholars in the capital are preparing for the annual autumn examination, striving to be able to be a high school student.

As long as you pass the imperial examination, you will have an official position and start at a higher level than a scholar.

Is there anything more important than this?! At least they think, no!

Since Mr. Zhang made a fuss, the supply of the Imperial College has not yet been broken, but it has been ruined.

The couplets standing on the doorpost have not been erased yet, and there are poems left on the wall.

Even the tribute students from the Imperial College were embarrassed to come to the Imperial College again, and the teachers and teachers were embarrassed to come here.

The huge Imperial College was as desolate as soon as possible, with no more students except for some servants.

It was this almost empty Imperial College where a few people came quietly today.

"Brother Meng Shen~! The huge Imperial College has fallen to this point! What a pity..."

These people were all wearing Confucian robes. One of them left the cleaning servant and led the other people to stroll here.

The young man in Confucian shirt, named Brother Meng Shen, snorted coldly, without stopping at all.

"Brother Bai Han, Hongwen Annotation Institute may also follow the footsteps of the Imperial College?"

The young man named Brother Bai Han was blocked by these words, and after a while, he said with a smile.

"Brother Meng Shen is indeed well-informed! So, I came to meet Brother Meng Shen!"

As they said, they soon arrived at the study building.

Seeing them sitting down after finding a porch, they looked at the desolate and rotten young man named Meng Shen in the Imperial College looked gloomy.

"I know your purpose."

The young man Meng Shen lowered his head sadly and sighed: "Don't I, Zhao Mengshen, want to restore the reputation of our country's son?! Just..."

But that jade dragon tiger can’t afford to offend!

The Imperial College can still survive now, but it is because they are kind and have not taken any action.

Compared with others, these tribute students are all native chickens and dogs from any perspective.

"My teacher, Mr. Shanshan, will discuss with Zhan Ruoshui's lecture... Brother Meng Shen knows it?"

Zhao Mengshen nodded: "I heard a little."

That's all published in the "Imperial Times". Now, no scholar in the entire Ming Dynasty doesn't know?!

"As long as Brother Meng Shen helps my mentor with his help, this great kindness will be rewarded!"

Zhao Mengshen smiled slightly, but didn't say anything.

Nonsense! If you don’t say anything, who is crazy about it and joining you in a relationship with you?!

"I don't hide it from Brother Meng Shen. This time, my mentor and all the great scholars went to letters to contact famous scholars from all over the world!"

Oh?! If so, it's not impossible...

Seeing Zhao Mengshen becoming interested, the young man named Bai Han quickly shot while the iron was hot.

"I, Zhuang Baihan, guaranteed my life. As long as this matter is successful, I will try my best to persuade my mentor to reopen the Imperial College! Destroy those inscriptions!"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Mengshen's breathing began to heavier.

The Imperial College was so embarrassing that it was so embarrassing in this capital, especially the piece of shame in front of the door that could not be washed away.

"Can you guarantee it?"

Zhao Mengshen suddenly stood up and walked left and right for a while.

Staring at Zhuang Baihan, Zhuang Baihan also slowly stood up.

"Brother Meng Shen, Bai Han dares not guarantee that this matter will be accomplished! I can only say... If it is done, I will try my best to ask my mentor for it!"

Zhao Mengshen's expression changed several times after saying this, and it seemed that he could not make up his mind after all.

Seeing this, Zhuang Baihan said in a deep voice: "But... Baihan can guarantee that all the tribute students who went there will be resettlement this time!"

"Oh?!What does this mean?!"

Zhao Mengshen became more interested this time and slowly stood up and asked.

"As long as we can control the jade tiger, are we still afraid that we can't settle it?"

Zhuang Baihan smiled and whispered: "What is Hongwen Annotation Academy doing? Brother Meng Shen should know."

Of course he knew that the Hongwen Annotation Academy was annotating scriptures.

And they will be used as a model for the state in the future. So, isn’t they the final say of which paragraph to interpret?

Seeing that Zhao Mengshen was still hesitating, Zhuang Baihan began to whisper the planning of Hongwen Annotation Institute to him.

I heard that Zhao Mengshen had his eyes shining. If half of the great scholars in the world were helping him...

Why worry about this?

"Brother Bai Han, don't worry, I will handle this matter myself!"

He bowed his hands and left, and quickly disappeared into the abortion with several confidants Zhao Mengshen.

What he didn't notice was that the old servant who was sweeping the floor from a distance trembled slightly a few times.

The old servant sighed in his heart. These scholars have become fools when they read books.

How can things in the world be so easy to accomplish?!

"The first nine of the Ji hexagram in the "Yi" says, "If you don't leave the house, you will have no fault."

Mr. Zhang was cooking tea, while the naughty child was bruised and his face was swollen and his teeth were grinning on the edge.

Just now, this guy was lifted out of the Ordnance Bureau by the young master, and the naughty child was offended again.

He actually wanted to get some grenades and play with it. The scared masters quickly asked someone to notify the young master.

As a result, the naughty child was beaten up again and brought back to the thatched hut for fifteen days of labor reform.

"The Master said, 'When chaos arises, words are considered as a rank. If the king is not secret, he will lose his ministers; if the ministers are not secret, he will lose his body; if the opportunity is not secret, he will suffer a disaster!"

"'This is because a gentleman is careful and does not come out'. Does Your Highness understand this?!"

The pig-headed and naughty child nodded quickly, for fear of slowing down and getting beaten again.

However, looking at his appearance, Mr. Zhang knew that this kid didn't understand at all.

After sighing, he said to Taolin: "Eunuch Xiao, come out and talk to Your Highness..."

The naughty child looked in the sound and saw Xiao Jing's figure walking out of the peach forest with a smile.

"Mr. Mei Dong! You... have sent someone to monitor me?!"

Xiao Jing didn't say anything and slowly walked up to them to greet Mr. Zhang.

Then he sat down and whispered: "After Chihu'er called out the Hongwen Annotation Academy, the great scholars met seven times..."

"The person who talks about the argument for the lectures of the scriptures will not put arguments first, but will clamor for the scholars to cause rebellion!"

When Zhu Houzhao heard this, her eyes suddenly glared.

"Despicable! I'm really not a son!!"

Xiao Jing ignored him and continued to say to himself.

"After several days of negotiation, the great scholars decided to contact all parties with famous scholars, celebrities and disciples..."

In just a few seconds, Xiao Jing told all the secrets in Hongwen Commentary Academy.

Zhu Houzhao was stunned when she heard it, and Xiao Jing said it almost in detail.

Even who said what they said was repeated.

It seemed as if he was at the scene at that time, and the naughty child couldn't help but feel cold on his back.

If your plans are deeply investigated, that's all that bad!

"Brother Hu, I know..."

After Xiao Jing finished speaking, Zhu Houzhao suddenly became dejected.

Now he has truly realized what Mr. Zhang said just now.

He is used to being careless on weekdays and does not pay much attention to these things.

However, Xiao Jing's advice today undoubtedly made him see a lot of things clearly.

"But those people act like this, Brother Hu really can..."

After all, Zhu Houzhao was still worried about Mr. Zhang.

The call of Hu Ge'er was deeply affectionate, and even Xiao Jing was deeply moved.

In fact, the descendants of the Zhu family are quite sentimental and are quite kind to the meritorious officials.

It is said that Zhu Yuanzhang is arbitrarily killing heroes, but many people actually did not read the records in the "History of Ming Dynasty".

Most of the heroes were very domineering back then, and Zhu Yuanzhang issued many orders to scold them and even summoned them to the palace to scold them.

Only those who fail to change will do their best.

Even if they are desperate, most of them keep their titles for their descendants to inherit.

The generation of Emperor Yongle was also considered good, except for hostile and ruthless moves.

Whether it is his brothers' vassal kings or his meritorious officials, he takes good care of them.

Emperor Hongzhi and Zhu Houzhao undoubtedly inherited this advantage of the Zhu family.

Otherwise, if he was a suspicious emperor, how could he allow his young master to be so arrogant?!

"Don't worry, I'll be fine!"

Looking at the growing naughty child, Yu Chihu himself was also a little dazed.

In a blink of an eye, I have been in the Ming Dynasty for many years. This naughty child... is probably the closest thing to me in the past few years.

It’s not that the old Duke of Hutou is not good to him, and Tang Bohu and others are not good to him.

It’s not that Miss Miaoan and the others are not good to him, but that they only have this kind of friend feeling.

Isn’t that the same for Zhu Houzhao?!

For Mr. Zhang, what he gained is not only knowledge, but also ability.

More of a supplementary brotherhood.

That kind of truly equal attitude, that kind of honest teaching, and love like a brother.

This is something that Zhu Houzhao has always wanted to have but has always lacked.

It’s right that the father loves him, but he doesn’t have so much time to accompany him and teach him.

The old ministers who taught him were more about the superiority and inferiority, and even the humorous Li Dongyang was careful to maintain the distance.

Not to mention those few sluts from Old Liu, it’s okay to make him happy.

If you say you treat them equally, you will scare Lao Liu to death on the spot.

"After this incident, most of my internal troubles in the Ming Dynasty can be eradicated!"

Mr. Zhang smiled and sorted out the robe for the naughty child, and said softly.

"I will work harder and harder, and your Majesty and you will be more relaxed in the future."

Looking at the tiger brother who was tidying up his robes, Zhu Houzhao's eyes turned red.

Their friendship has really accumulated bit by bit, almost whatever he wants, as long as it is reasonable.

Mr. Zhang must have helped him argue with his father.

If you make a mistake, you will scold and teach without mercy.

No matter where he goes, he will write to him to guide his homework.

Every time I come back from a long journey, there are always something unique in the gift for him.

Some things may not be very valuable, but they are all rare things that Zhu Houzhao must like.

"Oh... it would be great if I had a royal sister in the palace. Brother Hu, you can be my brother-in-law!"

Yu Chihu rolled his eyes when he heard this: "Get out!"

If you become a prince consort, what should the young ladies around me do?!

People! Want to be fraternal!

How could I give up the entire forest for a tree?

This is the Ming Dynasty, and I need more fraternity!

The grand autumn examination began, and Xu Jing and others began to leave Beijing according to the previous arrangements.

In name, he took leave and went home and reunited with his father who had not seen him for several years.

When they arrived at the warm Xingongyuan, the students couldn't help but thank Yu Chihu again.

If it weren't for the Yuchihu's "Imperial Times" that slammed the Ministry of Rites, how could there be rectifications from the New Gongyuan?!

The process of the autumn examination has long been clear, and the Ministry of Revenue of the State Council has a lot of money.

Therefore, all arrangements are extremely appropriate, and this comfort can only be enjoyed by the capital.

It is said that the Jinling Gongyuan is still the same, which makes the scholars in Jiangnan suffer.

The autumn exam was only a few days, but everyone didn't leave after the end.

Because the next spring exam will be the first of all the departments in the court to hold the exam, if you don’t pass the exam, you can still try it.

Even if you fail the exam in the end, it will be fine to find a job based on your identity as a scholar.

What's more, the Empire Times said that the great scholars from various schools in the Hongwen Annotation Academy have different views.

So after the Spring Examination, a lecture will be held for the lecture, and all scholars in the world can come and see it.

This kind of debate about the great scholars happened last time.

It’s been a long time since I didn’t expect it, and I actually want to come again!

Suddenly, these scholars were extremely happy. First of all, this could enhance their knowledge.

Secondly, understanding their thoughts on breaking sentences is of great help to solve the imperial examinations.

More importantly, isn’t it a good time for all the scholars in the world to come to Beijing to sing and recite poems?

If you become famous at this time, you will be able to honor your ancestors even if you fail the imperial examination.

For a time, Chaobaihefang City in the capital became bustling, and many scholars were not even at home for the New Year.

They came from all over the country in groups, preparing for the imperial examinations to call their friends.

Zhuang Baihan was in the middle and kept in touch with scholars from all over the country.

Zhao Mengshen was not idle either. He connected not only the Imperial College in the capital.

There were also tribute students who came from the Imperial College of Jinling, and the undercurrents in the capital began to slowly surging.

It was under this undercurrent of undercurrents that the curtain of the 16th year of Hongzhi was slowly opened.

When the firecrackers exploded in the New Year, everyone enjoyed this rare festive celebration happily.

Even the prisoners on the construction site got several days of rest.

They even have extra dishes.

The people in the capital have made a lot of money this year as long as they are not lazy.

There are as many as more than a hundred taels, and there are as few as dozens of taels.

With their convenience in the capital, they have earned more profits than others.

The scholars looked up at the spring examination that was about to begin, while some were waiting for the imperial examination after the spring examination.

Everyone is silently looking forward and waiting.
Chapter completed!