This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 11 I want to improve too much, and I am anxious to see you.

It is similar to "Three sentences make a man spend 20 yuan for me".

The four words of national teacher can make the king of a country happy.

Emperor Jianhong's pupils shook first, and then his eyes burst into dazzling colors.

On the majestic face, the corners of the mouth could not stop turning up immediately, revealing a conflict completely different from the temperament.

There was a tremor in the voice.

"Nanyu Great Tomb?"

Emperor Jianhong suppressed the joy in his heart and tried to keep calm.

The national teacher did not answer, but glanced at the teacup on the table.

Emperor Jianhong was stunned for a moment, and immediately reached out his hand to drink it, then put down his teacup, his eyes still fixed on the national teacher.

The corner of the teacher's mouth curled up, before he nodded slowly.

Seeing the imperial teacher nodding, Emperor Jianhong grinned at the corner of his mouth, laughed out loud, and blurted out impatiently.

"Hahahaha! God bless Dayong!!"

After laughing, Emperor Jianhong couldn't restrain his smile, looked at the national teacher and asked:

"who is it!"

The national teacher looked at Emperor Jianhong indifferently.

Emperor Jianhong stared at the national teacher.

The atmosphere became tense again.

The national teacher looked calm, and poured himself a cup of tea without raising his head: "Why should you be persistent?"

Emperor Jianhong paused with his fingers, and the tense atmosphere came to an abrupt end. He sighed, and after a long silence, he said slowly:
"I really want to improve."

The national teacher sighed leisurely: "Look, I am in a hurry."

Emperor Jianhong just looked at the national teacher calmly.

After a while, the national teacher sighed softly, and quietly said:

"I swore that this matter must never be told to others, can you do it?"

Emperor Jianhong smoothed the bright yellow dragon robe immediately, with a proud face:
"Of course I can!"

The national teacher was silent, and then looked at Emperor Jianhong with a half-smile:
"Of course I can."

Emperor Jianhong's expression froze.

After another long while, Emperor Jianhong recovered his complexion, as if nothing had happened, and asked the second question calmly:
"If there is no solution to the problem of the clan now, it may cause disaster."

Upon hearing this, the national teacher glanced at Emperor Jianhong with a half-smile.

Emperor Jianhong blushed and looked away.

It is true that Emperor Jianhong has a thick skin, and the national teacher never intervenes in royal affairs.

The national teacher smiled and shook his head, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and with a flick of his fingers, the light raindrops stabilized in the air on the watchtower, like soldiers under command, formed a three-foot-large disc, and a small transparent fish slowly appeared on the disc.

The moment the little fish appeared, the disc formed by the water droplets began to rotate suddenly like a whirlpool, attracting the little fish to follow the current.

The small fish is like a pointer in the center of the storm, spinning uncontrollably until the disc stops, and slowly returns to calm, but at this time the fish head has changed direction.

Looking at what the fish head was pointing at, the national teacher looked north along the fish head, and said slowly:
"The imperial examination is coming soon, and there will be someone to explain your doubts at that time.

When Emperor Jianhong heard the words, his eyes lit up, and he followed the gaze of the national teacher to see a blue mountain standing majestically.

It is the Qinghe Mountain in the capital, standing there majestically,

There is an academy on the mountain named Qinghe Academy.

Looking in the direction of Qinghe Academy with burning eyes, Emperor Jianhong had a satisfied smile on his lips.

Every year, nearly 3 taels of silver are allocated to Qinghe Academy, isn't it for the dean to cultivate talents for the court and feed back the court?

"Then I will wait and see."

Emperor Jianhong has never been an impatient king, but the troubles of the clan are a thorn in his heart, if he doesn't resolve it early, I am afraid that the country will not be able to sit still.

Now that the Dayong Dynasty has been in the state for 500 years, one can imagine the population of the clan, and this matter is already the urgent need of Emperor Jianhong.

Now his dragon body is still healthy, and he would not dare to make any waves if he is pressing down on the clan.

However, last year, Jianhong also officially entered the age of knowing his destiny, and his aging body made him feel anxious.

At that time, the crown prince was often ill, and the second son had no enterprising spirit. Although the third son was quite intelligent, he was still young.

The rest of the princes are all concubines.

Emperor Jianhong knew that if he died suddenly, the rest of the clan would never be safe.

Among other things, his younger brother, who seems to be quite loyal now, is not as elegant and easy-going as he appears on the surface.

The two imperial nephews below her knees are even more ambitious.

And the prince's body may not wait for him to return to heaven, he will go away first.

The second son's temperament, in addition to reciting poems and fighting against each other every day, traveling in mountains and rivers, going to the teaching workshop...

If there is a disturbance in the clan, it might be possible to open the imperial gate and invite someone to sit in this seat...

As for the third son... who is only eight years old this year, how can he hold back those tigers and wolves?

Thinking of this, Emperor Jianhong's dark eyes shone with a dangerous light.

"You should go back."

The national teacher who didn't speak for a long time seemed to see the afterglow of the sunset through the heavy fog.

In the slightly desolate voice of the national teacher, the order to evict the guest has been issued.

Emperor Jianhong paused, obviously he didn't want to leave, and obviously wanted to say something more.

His dark eyes looked at the national teacher, flickered for a while, and the bright yellow dragon robe floated with a bit of flying, with a bit of hesitation:

"National Division……"

However, the body of the national teacher gradually faded away, like a stone rippling in the ripples, and the surrounding space flickered, with a bit of distortion.

"It must be known that Tian Longjun diverted water to irrigate the seedlings back then."

Even the sound was somewhat ethereal, until even the sound of the person disappeared.

Emperor Jianhong paused slightly with his hand hidden in his sleeve.

Diversion irrigation seedlings.

It refers to a general of the Liang Dynasty who was intercepted by the enemy in a great battle. Just before the autumn harvest, he listened to the slander of the villain and asked the Taoist venerable to draw water from the river to add mana to the wheat seedlings in the field, so as to harvest as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, this method not only failed to fulfill his wish, but completely interrupted Daliang's last lifeline.

Once millions of fertile fields were destroyed, the Daliang Dynasty, which still had a glimmer of life, was completely ruined by such a plan.

The term "water diversion and irrigation of seedlings" was also widely spread. Its original meaning was originally to satirize Tian Longjun's lack of brains, but later it gradually changed to "Don't rush for success in doing things, and don't use too much force, otherwise it is easy to get the opposite effect."

"Are you saying that I am too eager for success?"

Emperor Jianhong smiled helplessly.

If I were in my prime of life, of course I wouldn't ask any more questions about this matter.

It's just that now... time doesn't wait for me!

While he was thinking, the space around his body changed.

The next moment, Emperor Jianhong's body appeared at the door of Kewusi.

Seeing the sudden change of the scene in front of him, Emperor Jianhong's eyes were in a trance.

Seeing Emperor Jianhong's sudden appearance, Xiao Huangmen was not surprised, and quickly opened the umbrella in his hand.

"His Majesty."

Xiao Huangmen looked respectful, bowed his body and slowly came to Emperor Jianhong.

Emperor Jianhong suddenly felt a cold in his nose, and raised his head in a trance.

It turned out that the light rain never stopped.

Glancing at the two majestic stone lions at the gate of Kewusi, Emperor Jianhong walked slowly into a luxurious carriage driven by eight horses with an umbrella held by the small yellow gate without saying a word.

"drive!"

The carriage started slowly.

Emperor Jianhong sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and meditated, and the atmosphere around him became a little dignified as he meditated.

After a while!The corner of Emperor Jianhong's mouth curled up into a smile again, as if suddenly remembering something happy, he said to the little yellow door outside:
"Show me, go to Pei Yinlang Yamen!"

Talk to that old thief Ji Xuan!

I, there is Ji Xuan inside, and the mighty Marquis outside. This martial arts deters the imperial court, so what are you worrying about?
It's a pity that Marquis Wei Wu is not here today, otherwise drinking a few cups with these two people would relieve the loneliness in my heart.

I don't know if Marquis Mighty Wu has arrived in northern Xinjiang now?
My father is worried about traveling thousands of miles.

Thinking of this, the corners of Emperor Jianhong's mouth turned up even more,

Don't ask, if you ask, the king is the father and the minister is the son.

"According to the order."

Outside the carriage, Xiao Huangmen, wearing a bamboo hat, raised his whip high.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the carriage turned slowly.

Feeling the still stable carriage, Emperor Jianhong in the carriage closed his eyes and took a nap.

The carriage was made by the second disciple of Ke Wusi, even if two high-quality warriors outside fought, it would not bring the slightest vibration and jolt to the carriage.

Produced by Kewu Division, it must be a divine product.

The luxurious carriage gradually traveled far away, until it was hidden in the light rain and disappeared.

Calm was restored in front of Kewusi's gate, only the two big stone lions at the gate were still sitting firmly.

The stone lion's eyes stared straight into the distance, watching the direction of the carriage...

(End of this chapter)