Daming: I was exposed by Zhu Di's Sims life!

Chapter 362 Everyone, Wei Zhe is here, who wants to kill me!
Tang Cheng rubbed his eyes to make sure that he saw correctly, the person standing in front of him was Zhu Gaoxuan.

"Your Highness, isn't it in the south?" Tang Cheng asked in disbelief.

Zhu Gaoxuan rubbed his brows, and said with a tired expression: "Yang Rong sent me [-] miles to expedite. How can I care about the affairs of the south? I can only slow down the affairs of the south in the shortest possible time and return to the capital to take charge of the overall situation."

At this moment, Tang Cheng's eyes couldn't help turning slightly red, his throat moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he could only say: "Prince, you have worked hard."

Zhu Gaoyi smiled and waved his hands: "What's so hard for Gu?"

This is also an unavoidable thing in the feudal dynasty. When the imperial power is effective, all the power is concentrated on one person, and the national fortune of the country and the ups and downs of the empire are all gambled on one person. Once this person has any special circumstances, the entire empire will fluctuate accordingly.

But if the imperial power fails and the power is dispersed to multiple people, it will cause a situation that is more unacceptable than the effective imperial power.The distribution of power will never be fair, and because of the injustice of power, it will cause an imbalance in the hearts of the people. Once the imperial power fails, the entire empire will fall into internal strife and party struggle.

This is the inevitable trend of the advancement of the dynasty, and it is also an unavoidable ugliness in the feudal system.

Zhu Gaoyi wants to work hard to change all this, but he knows that he is not a god. Although his thinking and ability have surpassed this era, what he needs to resist in the face of the torrent of history is the pressure from the whole world.

How difficult it is for a person to support the backbone of the empire with his arms.

"Okay, Uncle Tang, tell me what's going on with the old man."

Zhu Gaoxuan looked at the dragon couch behind the bright yellow veil, the old man was lying on the couch in a coma, weak, like a candle before the wind, a lamp in the rain, he would collapse if there was a slight storm.

"How could this be?"

Zhu Gaoxuan frowned slightly, "I just took the old man's pulse and prescribed medicine before I went to the south. It was clear that the situation had stabilized a lot at that time. No matter what, it wouldn't be like this. As long as the old man is patient and recuperates, there will be no problems within half a year. Why did something happen in these two months?"

Tang Cheng reminded: "I have been serving His Majesty all the time. I only remember that His Majesty was in a high mood in the few days before he fell into a coma."

"Emotional high?"

Zhu Gaoxuan was a little puzzled, "How can the old man feel emotional just being comfortable in the palace like this?"

Tang Cheng shook his head, expressing that he didn't quite understand.

How could a personal eunuch understand His Majesty's mind?

Zhu Gaoxuan was helpless, and waved his hand: "Bring a pair of silver needles, I'll try acupuncture first, and see if I can continue this breath for the old man."

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Academy of Arts, Office.

Sitting in the office, Xia Yuanji could feel the comforting warmth and splendor through the window. The warm sunshine was shining in the college, and the shade and vegetation were thriving.

He lowered his head and glanced at the draft he was working on. The title was "Second Period Students' Employment Report of the Academy of Arts".As the vice president of the Academy of Arts, cultivated by the president Zhu Gaoxuan, Xia Yuanji began to take over the affairs of the Academy of Arts and became a veritable president.

After he took over the Academy of Arts, he began to train the students of the second batch of the Academy of Arts. The students of the first batch of the Academy of Arts were training the administrative level of senior officials in the two capitals and provinces.The students in the second period were a group of poor students personally selected by Xia Yuanji.

Xia Yuanji personally checked and searched for outstanding scholars from poor families in the prefectures and counties. A total of 300 people were admitted as students of the second phase of the Academy of Arts.After being cultivated by the Academy of Arts, these [-] poor students will be sent to various provinces to take up positions at the beginning of the seventh rank.

According to Xia Yuanji's plan, these three hundred scholars from poor families will open a door for the world's poor families. From bottom to top, inspection points will be set up in various provinces. Anyone with talent, no matter whether they are born or not, can be cultivated in the Academy of Arts, and then issued as local parents' officials.

This is also Xia Yuanji's original intention.

He wants to reform the administration of officials and open a door for the people of the world.

He is about to succeed now. The 300 humble families in the second phase of the Academy of Arts are about to graduate. When these [-] people enter the court as officials, there will be a new party in the court
——The poor family.

Thinking of this, Xia Yuanji couldn't help but chuckled, closed his eyes lightly, and murmured: "This old man, it is enough to open such a door for poor scholars in the world."

Just when he fell into the long-lost comfort, the Mr. Wen Yuan exclaimed suddenly from outside the door: "Mr. Xia, come and take a look. There is a large group of people blocking the entrance of the college, and they are clamoring to see you!"

Xia Yuanji's heart skipped a beat, he opened his eyes suddenly, and got up with a flick of his sleeves: "Don't worry, let me go and have a look."

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In front of the main entrance of the college, there was a huge crowd of Confucian students in long gowns, who were clamoring like a tsunami that would overwhelm the students, holding their shirts high in protest.

"Old thief Xia messed with my Confucianism, this man has ulterior motives, the crime lies in the future!"

"Corrupt Tsunaki, take bribes and pervert the law, Xia Yuanyoshi has been a courtier through the ages!"

"Natsuhara Yoshi, get out!"

"The old thief Xia insulted my Confucian scriptures, and the treacherous officials are in power. If this thief is not eliminated, the country will not be peaceful for a day!"

"Old thief Xia, get out!"

"..."

Seeing this chaotic scene, Su Wu rubbed the center of his brows, raised his hand and said to the people around him: "Let the guards of the academy block the door, and we must not let the group of Confucian scholars outside break in. If these crazy Confucian scholars are really allowed to come in, the Academy of Arts will not be smashed to pieces?"

He is the censor of Zuodu, and he is also a student of the first period of the Academy of Arts. After graduation, he also served as the chief officer of the company of the Academy of Arts.The Academy of Arts has thirteen divisions, and the office company is the head of the thirteen divisions, only under the dean, vice dean, and dean of education.

Zhu Gaoxuan, who is the dean of the Academy of Arts, handed over the power of the Academy of Arts to the vice-president Xia Yuanji after leading the first batch of students.Old Shangshu Xia was busy with important affairs of the court and the Academy of Arts at the same time. The head of education, Yang Rong, was supposed to help him share the pressure, but Yang Rong was also busy with the cabinet and couldn't take care of it, so Su Wu, who was in charge of running the company, could only bear it.

Therefore, Su Wu assumed the position of the fourth in command in name, but worked as the second in command.

The person next to him replied: "No way, Su Zongxian, there are only dozens of guards in our Academy of Arts, and there are hundreds or thousands of troublemakers out there, so we can't stop them."

Hearing this, Su Wu frowned and asked, "Didn't you inform the nearby guards? When the Academy of Arts was first established, the prince specially transferred a full-staffed elite guard of 600 people from the three major battalions to set it up near the Academy of Arts, in order to prevent people from causing trouble in the Academy of Arts."

"Now that people are blocking the gate of the Wenyuan, why hasn't anyone come here to rescue? Could it be that they have to wait for someone to tear down the Wenyuan before coming here!"

The civil and military colleges are different from other colleges. The students of the civil and military colleges are all important officials of the imperial court, so they naturally have to be guarded, and safety is the top priority.Once the enemy country launches an attack on the Civil and Military Academy and the Civil and Military Academy falls, the entire court will be paralyzed.

In order to prevent this problem, Zhu Gaoyi prepared in advance and transferred two guards from the three battalions to station near the Civil and Military Academy. If something happened to the academy, he would send troops immediately regardless of the reason, so as to protect the safety of the academy.

"To cause such a big mess, I'm afraid there are problems in the three major battalions."

Hearing an old voice behind him, Su Wu looked back, only to see Xia Yuanji standing beside him with his hands behind his back and a calm expression on his face.

Su Wu was a little surprised: "Old Shangshu Xia, why are you here?"

"When there is such a big mess, I, the vice president, always want to come and see."

Xia Yuanji said lightly, "Xiao Su, you are still too young. When you grow up and have more seniority, your eyes will be fine. Now there are hundreds of Confucian scholars outside the gate, who dare to shout in front of the gate of the Wenyuan. If there is no one behind the scenes, I am afraid that no one will believe it."

Su Wu smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I know that someone is instigating behind the scenes, but in the current situation, even if I know, what can I do? I always have to solve the problem before thinking about other things."

"That's right, he came here after me, Xia Yuanji. Listen, how loud this old thief Xia's slogan is."

Xia Yuanji said slowly, "I have provoked everyone's anger."

Su Wu inexplicably had a bad premonition: "Old Shangshu Xia, what do you mean?"

Xia Yuanji smiled lightly: "The second batch of students of the Academy of Arts is about to graduate, and they will be scattered to take up positions. This should have been widely spread. The three hundred students in the second batch are all from poor families. I use the Academy of Arts as a dragon gate, and let these three hundred students jump into the dragon gate. Since then, I have opened a door for the children of poor families in the world."

"Once this door is opened, it can no longer be closed. If the three hundred students from the poor family want to gain a foothold in the officialdom, they can only unite and form a poor family party to absorb the children of the poor family and strengthen their power. Only in this way can they compete with those parties who come from aristocratic families, wealthy families, and officials."

"This matter was handled by me alone, and no one else interfered. I have offended too many people this time. I don't know how many people hate my old bones and want to make me die without a burial place."

"The three major battalions are the troops that follow His Majesty to fight the world, not the direct line troops of the crown prince. Only the troops left in the northeast of the prince's line of troops, the Northeast army of hundreds of thousands, are the truly trustworthy troops."

"But don't forget that the group of people who fought with His Majesty back then have become our enemies now. How many generals in the three major battalions are theirs? They want to hold down the guards of the three major battalions and prevent the three major battalions from rushing to help the Academy of Arts. It's a piece of cake."

"No one will come to the Academy to rescue us today."

"The people who were supposed to save us are now thinking about letting us die."

Su Wu's pupils narrowed slightly, and he said, "Old Shangshu Xia, what exactly do you want to say?"

Xia Yuanji looked at the chaos at the main gate. The crowd of Confucian scholars almost broke through the gate and crushed the threshold.

He lightly closed his eyes and said, "Although the three major battalions have abandoned us, President Jinyiwei will still notice this place. Jinyiwei is the most loyal eagle dog raised in our East Palace. No matter how loyal he is, it will take time for them to come."

"If you want to appease the public anger, only... the old man will come forward and delay the time."

Su Wu immediately interrupted: "Old Shangshu Xia, stop joking!"

"Go out now, those arrogant Confucian scholars can tear you to pieces!"

Xia Yuanji turned his head to look at him: "I'm not joking, Xiao Su. At the beginning I served the crown prince... No, he was still King Qi at that time. When I served King Qi, he once said that I would die because of reforming the government."

"Now that the official administration has been reformed, my time is approaching."

"Do you think that the impact of the reform of official administration is only the encirclement of hundreds or thousands of Confucian scholars in front of the gate? No, you are thinking too simply."

"As long as I don't die, those people won't be able to sleep all day."

"The prince has already made too many enemies in order to change the face of the court, and the chaos in the south has already ignited. After all, we have to make some choices, and use my life to block the mouths of many people for him."

"We are all scholars, reading to the end is nothing more than eight characters."

"Dedicate yourself to the best of your ability, and die after death."

After finishing speaking, Su Wu couldn't utter a single word, his throat seemed to be stuck by something, he could only look at the old Xia's old face, the other's old face was full of creases, like a knife carved sword marks.

The old man's waist is still straight.

"Xiao Su, you are still young, and I am a dying person. It is not a waste of my life to do something famous in history before my death. From now on, the Academy of Arts will depend on you. You are the youngest and most potential minister around the prince. After Yang Rong, you should be the first class civil servant of the Ming Dynasty."

Xia Yuanji patted Su Wu's shoulder lightly, and held Su Wu's palm, as if stuffing something.

"Give this to the prince for me."

"tell him,"

"He made Lao Xia the prime minister of this dynasty, and I repaid it this time."

After saying that, Xia Yuanji went straight to the gate, and nearly a thousand Confucian scholars outside the gate roared when they saw him, wishing to cut him up and put him to death.

But he is just like the wind on his sleeves, his back is like a towering pine, and the sun is shining on his shoulders.

Natsuhara Yoshi,
Like the future.

He shouted:
"Everyone, Wei Zhe is here."

"Who wants to kill me?"

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Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Gaoxuan put the last silver needle in the needle box, and seeing the old man's face turned slightly rosy, he slowly moved away from the dragon couch.

With this retreat, his legs were weak and he almost fell down.

Fortunately, Tang Cheng had good eyesight, so he quickly came over to support Zhu Gaoxuan, so that Zhu Gaoxuan could stand firm.

Zhu Gaoxuan waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, and said: "The old man's body is harmless, and he should be able to wake up in two days. You can feed the medicine according to the prescription I gave the old man last time, so as to ensure that the vitality in the old man's body can keep up. Don't give up the soup and medicine."

"Okay, okay, everything is under the orders of the prince."

Tang Cheng persuaded, "Prince, you have returned to the capital from the south without sleep, and you have exhausted your energy to heal His Majesty. No matter how good your body is, you can't bear such tiredness. Go back to the East Palace to rest quickly. The affairs in the palace will be handled by servants, and the affairs outside the palace will be handled by Old Shangshu Xia, so you can rest assured."

"Ah."

Zhu Gaoxuan nodded and didn't refute anything, he was indeed too tired.

At this time, there was an urgent call from outside the palace.

"The humble Shen Qingyu, please see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Old Shangshu Xia has an accident!"

(End of this chapter)