eldest son of Ming dynasty

Chapter 332
Although it is easy to be in the game and not know the game.

But it obviously does not include smart people like Li Dongyang and Xie Qian.

The Great Court Meeting had just ended for three days, and among the seven topics of the Great Court Meeting, only the cost reduction and the establishment of Enke were left in their hands. For these two things, the emperor would probably call the ministers to listen to the situation at most once.

They were happy when Liu Jian made a special case to be promoted to governor at the beginning, but what happened later was different. Even Liu Jian himself returned to Shandong one day earlier.

Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet.

"I have been in the capital for so many years, but at this moment, I suddenly can't remember the appearance of many places."

It was a coincidence that the two of them went out separately, then met, and then they simply rode in the same carriage.

Li Dongyang responded, "Yes, if we come back ten years later, we probably won't know each other."

Now many new things have been added, which these two old schools can't understand.

The gate of the academy is full of young figures,
A voice shouted:

"Twelve Lang! Wait for us!"

Han Shierang, who has gradually grown taller, has a tougher body and is somewhat handsome. He is wearing a blue cloth shirt with a lion head wrapped on top of his head. He looks very sunny and capable, like a big boy full of vitality. "Hurry up, if you go late, you won't be able to see the excitement of Big Yu's head."

"Here we come, here we come." The young man who was as tall as him came quickly, with a look of excitement on his face, "Big head Yu is used to bullying people on weekdays, but this time the court arrests people, he still calls people I reported it to you, it’s true that the wicked will be rewarded with evil.”

Children are the most jealous, so these days are really exciting!

Han Twelve Lang will also go to work to earn some money, so he can see a lot.In terms of reporting, it was he who reported it.

Mr. Xie Ge opened the curtain to see the scene of young Lang dancing happily. These children support the emperor so much, and they will become the emperor's generals in the future.When a generation of young people rises, a generation of old people has to step down.The cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter has not changed since ancient times.

"What does Yu Qiao want to say?"

"Maybe we are really old."

Li Dongyang said with a smile: "We are already old. But old age should not be lamented like this. A martyr is old and full of ambition. Besides, you still have that child."

"...Is it snowing?" Xie Qian thought he had misread it, and when he stretched out his hand, he actually caught quite a big snowflake.

The weather in March suddenly began to snow.

Li Dongyang frowned, "There is a vision in the sky. We have to remind Your Majesty that there may be a catastrophe this year."

"There are still places to strengthen grain storage. I just hope that the people will suffer less..."

"Let's go back. Although the things entrusted to us now are not big, but governing the world will affect the whole body. We still have to deal with those government affairs."

"it is good."

……

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On March [-], Yang Yiqing and others also left Beijing and returned.

The governors and important officials from all over the country have almost left.

Zhu Houzhao was also wondering if it was time to usher in a period of peace and joy, after all, he had already arranged many things.

Taking advantage of this time, he can also enjoy the quietness of spring.

According to his preferences, the palace built various reclining chairs for him, which will soon be turned into a reclining chair exhibition.It can be used in different seasons, with different heights and curvatures.

Because he was originally lying in the house, and now he has reached the highest level of lying down.At the same time, to bask in the sun again, to pick out a few books, to have the fresh scent of flowers and beautiful skin, isn't this better than going out of the palace to encounter bad luck?
After a few days, Zhu Houzhao still felt uncomfortable, so he went out of the palace once, and finally let him, the emperor, deal with some social hooligans.

It's better now, when he is studying, Huai Xiao and Huai Yan can pinch their shoulders and beat their legs.

At a certain moment, the emperor closed the book, rubbed his eyes, and ordered: "Go and call all four people in the attendant's room."

"Yes."

When the people were about to arrive, Zhu Houzhao propped himself up and sat up a little bit: "Today I have a half-day leisure, how about you, you shouldn't have so many things to do, right?"

"Replying to Your Majesty, the Great Court Meeting has just ended, and things have just been explained, and most of them haven't reached the time for feedback." Jin Gui replied calmly.

"Well, then you can accompany me to make a few poems and listen to them. I will come up with a question."

These four people are all wits, so naturally they are not afraid of writing poetry, not only are they not afraid, they even feel that it is time to express themselves.

"Your Majesty, please."

Zhu Houzhao is also arty. The ancients loved this entertainment, so he just tried it once, "You are all young people who have been admitted to the imperial examination, and the scenery is boundless. The so-called spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. If the theme of 'enrollment' is, you are afraid that it will be too late. I have written it, so I want you to compose poems with the title of 'lost'."

The emperor's request is a little strange, but it's not a big problem.

Wang Xian raised his hand, "Your Majesty, please limit the rhyme."

"There is no limit to the rhyme." Zhu Houzhao waved his hand, "What to add for no reason, you just need to express your talents."

"Who will come first? Poetry is only divided into talents and sentiments, regardless of official position."

"Your Majesty, the humble minister will come first."

Xie Pi was full of energy, his face was full of immature red light.

"it is good."

Seeing that he was holding his back with one hand, he really looked like an extraordinary son, and he said, "How many autumn fragrances have entered your house, and only a few cold flowers have been left in the mud.

I am very surprised and pity Jun Mo, but there is no one to appreciate the flowers. "

Zhu Houzhao nodded, meaning that, but it lacked touching details and moments.

"In such a short period of time, it is not easy to open your mouth."

After that came Wang Xian, he was not so impatient, and he read each sentence slowly, with a longer interval between them, "Shikougou God stayed with him for half a year, and the sound was silent for half a year. His mane is like snow and his heart is like death, just like Chang'an The next person!"

"The temples are like snow and the heart is dead..." Zhu Houzhao felt that this sentence had a little strength, "In the scientific examination room, the white-haired old man and the black-haired boy took the exam together. It is really like the temples are like snow and the heart is dead."

Wang Xian said: "I dare not lie to Your Majesty. Only the first half of this poem is written by me, and the second half is drunk with an old scholar and listened to him."

"It's okay, just be honest. It seems that this old scholar has given up. Besides him, I don't know how many people have given up... the next one."

Yan Song couldn't retreat anymore, "Your Majesty, I have made up my mind. Please taste it, Your Majesty."

"A snowman cast in the east of Lonely City, his hair is half-white and fluttering. Pompous and remorseful, but not deaf after listening to despicable scriptures."

Hearing this, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help laughing, "It's you who will write like this."

The so-called blind is blind. Although Yan Song didn’t mention failure in these few sentences, but when he read the books and heard that he hated himself for not being blind, and listened to the scriptures, he hated himself for not being deaf.

"The humble minister has shown his ugliness."

"It's okay." The emperor turned to the last person, "Chongsui (Jin Gui character), how about you?"

"Return to Your Majesty, I only have half a sentence."

"Half a sentence is fine, today is not an examination room."

"Yes." Jin Gui's tone was dull, and he read slowly: "Ten or ten years have failed, and half of the family has become dust."

After the reading, the other three people including the emperor felt a little bit of grief.

Half of the family has been turned into dust.

That is to say, after ten years of patronizing the imperial examinations, in fact, some people in the family have been separated from each other.

Wang Xiandao: "Chong Sui's poems are too sad, and reading them makes people feel sad."

"Just use this sentence." Zhu Houzhao also thinks this is well written, "Write it in the imperial decree of Ganke this year."

Jin Gui didn't dare to take it too seriously, "Your Majesty, this is a casual work of a humble minister... and as I said just now, there is too much sadness in it, what if some candidates don't come to the exam?"

"It doesn't matter. Suffering doesn't exist just because you don't say it. If someone does give up the scientific research because of this, then they are going to reunite with their families. What's wrong with that?"

After a while, several father-in-laws came over holding the memorial, and Zhu Houzhao started to review the memorial after he had almost played.

It's usually nothing serious at this time, he just takes a quick look.

One of them is quite strange, it is the magistrate of a place in Guangdong, and he reported in the memorial: Your Majesty!What Wei Chen said last time was that a villager here caught a fish that looked like a horse, but it was actually wrong!It wasn't my Ming people who caught them, they were also overseas because they heard what Hong Yi said.

Hong Yi.

Zhu Houzhao didn't know if it was Portugal or Spain, but it was probably those people anyway.Since he was able to hear about things, it meant that he was actually nearby.

I didn't think much about anything else, so I commented: Got it.

Later, there was Feng Zoushu, which made him feel a little strange.
Because it was complaining for Li Dongyang and Xie Qian, it put on a posture of persuasion, saying that the emperor did not treat the cabinet ministers as traditionally, and these old cabinet ministers are not reused nowadays.

Zhu Houzhao frowned when he saw it, and first ordered: "Take the rest, I will keep this one first."

"Yes." Liu Jin replied with her head bowed.

Zhu Houzhao hasn't thought too much about it yet, but he can feel the offensive taste in this memorial. It seems to be admonishing, but it is actually testing.

It seems that he wants to know the emperor's attitude towards the two cabinet ministers.

He lightly rubbed the surface of the memorandum, and slowly began to care about it...

(End of this chapter)