The students of Guozijian were shameless at the emperor, and the emperor endured it at the time, so some people felt that the emperor was weak and bullying, and they also wanted to be shameless.
But later, the emperor made a brazen move, which directly made the Guozijian dumbfounded and regretted not being at the beginning.
Guozijian has become a waste, the people inside want to get out, and the people outside don't want to go in.
The highest institution of learning run by the Ming Dynasty has just declined.
Whose fault is it?
The officials know it well, but no one will say it, and no one will admit it.
No one sympathized with those prisoners when they were taken down.
This is cannon fodder.
To be cannon fodder, you must have the consciousness of cannon fodder.
The emperor on the throne felt this indifferent emotion, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but it was sarcastic.
The emperor and his courtiers were never friends, and never would be!
This was Zhu Di's teaching back then. - The emperor and his courtiers are more often opponents, enemies!
- How do you suppress these enemies?
And the emperors who can suppress these enemies are almost always heroes.
Emperor Taizu Gao!
Emperor Wen!
Right now......
Zhu Zhanji squinted his eyes slightly, and said: "More than ten people who have been disabled will be compensated, and the children of the family can replace one person, up to five years, and they will be returned if they are not qualified." ” That's still the way it should be!
Seeing that the ministers had no opinions, Zhu Zhanji continued: "If the rest are found to be fine, they will be promoted next time. ” Jian Yi only felt that his body was weak, and he almost couldn't stand on his feet.
There were relaxed sighs in front of and behind him.
Everybody was rejoicing.
Zhu Zhanji saw these joys.
He said: "There are rules in everything, and I don't dare to transgress the rules, do you know why?
” No one answered.
Zhu Zhanji said: "The first time it was very difficult, but the second and third times ......
When you get used to stepping over the rules, there's no going back, and those rules are no longer an obstacle. ” Rules are meant to be followed, and when people keep breaking them, rules actually become empty talk.
"I don't want to plant causes, and I hope you don't wait to plant causes."
Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Let's disperse." ” The ministers walked out of the hall in silence, and the taste in their hearts was probably only known to themselves.
The emperor is becoming more and more mature.
His remarks just now directly pointed to the contradictions in the past few years.
Propriety!
The rules were set only for the emperor to follow, but the courtiers wantonly broke these rules.
"It makes people blush!"
An official muttered, but it didn't resonate.
And Lu Qing was blushing at the moment.
"What?
Does Father-in-law Yu want to lift me up?
” This is a white little eunuch, who looks like he is sixteen or seventeen years old.
"You have been with Father-in-law Yu for more than a year, and your mouth is very strict, and Father-in-law Yu admires you very much."
The person who came patted him on the shoulder and said: "You have won the attention of Father-in-law Yu, and you will soon be prosperous, our family has brought some wine and jerky, let's celebrate, you will have a chance in the future, but don't forget our family's ......"
So the wine smelled good.
More than half an hour later, Lu Qing was drunk and unconscious.
The person who came burped, then took out a long needle, and said: "I went at a young age, don't blame our family when I go underground, it's Gonggong Yu who thinks you're in the way, remember, we'll burn something for you when I go back and wait for the Midyear Festival......"
Lu Qing lay on the table, and someone opened the door to look outside, but he didn't see anyone, so he turned around and closed the door.
The light in the room dimmed, and the flavor of the sake became more and more intense.
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The visitor slowly walked behind Lu Qing, then looked up at the window again.
The light diffused through the window, not in the heat of summer, but with the brightness of spring.
The bright light shone obliquely on the table, and a few pieces of salted dried fish were left alone.
The flask and a wine glass had fallen to the ground.
The person who came seemed to be proficient in the structure of the head, and without seeing how he looked for it, he stabbed the long needle into the back of Lu Qing's head with one hand.
Lu Qing trembled violently, and someone held him down, but within ten breaths, Lu Qing gradually calmed down.
The person who came breathed a long sigh of relief, then slowly pulled out the long needle, and smeared it on the back of Lu Qing's head with another thing.
He leaned over and put his hand under Lu Qing's nose, and then said with satisfaction: "Go well on the Huangquan Road, remember that it is Gonggong Yu who wants you to die." ” He examined the scene again, then went over and picked up the glass, put it away, opened the door and quietly left.
More than an hour later, someone shouted Lu Qing outside, and then scolded him and said that he didn't go to duty.
Boom!
The door was kicked open, and a meaty eunuch walked in with a frown, and then slapped Lu Qing on the shoulder who was sitting at the desk.
Lu Qing's body slowly slid to the right, and when he got out of the table, he fell to the ground violently.
"Lu Qing, drink too much."
"Get out!"
"Huh!"
"Dead!
Lu Qing was drunk to death!
” The death of a little eunuch in the palace is like the death of a chicken in the farmer's house in Fangjiazhuang, which will not be noticeable in the slightest.
"Master, this chicken is unjust!"
Fang Xing stood in front of a small tree, watching the big rooster with an arrow on his body fall under the small tree, a little puzzled.
Fang Derong pointed to a big tree on the side with a smile and said: "Earlier, the young lady took a few playmates and said that she wanted to practice archery, and the knife was watching, and it was originally shot over there, but somehow it turned over. ” Fang Xing was a little speechless, because there was an almost sixty-degree angle difference between the two trees, what kind of archery skills could shoot this big rooster!
The corners of Fang Derong's mouth twitched, and he continued: "This rooster is somewhat famous in the village, and he likes to come out to forage for food every day, but it flew to the small tree before, and then ......"
Now the housekeeper of the Fang family is actually Fang Derong, but Jay Fang refuses to retire, saying that he wants to work for another twenty years and serve the three young masters.
Fang Xing and Zhang Shuhui couldn't bear to refuse, so they let him continue to hang the title of housekeeper, but most of the things were done by Fang Derong.
"Who shot it?"
Fang Xing hoped that he was not worry-free, but Fang Derong turned his head and said, "Master......
It's Miss. ” Fang woke up and picked up the chicken and asked, "Did you lose it?"
” "Daddy!"
Before Fang Derong could answer, the carefree and carefree came running.
She hugged a big rooster tightly, running happily, the knife was not far away, and stopped in disdain when she saw Fang wake up.
"Dad, I told my mother, and my mother asked someone to catch this big rooster and pay for it."
The big rooster clucked twice like an old hen, as if frightened, but he didn't struggle.
Fang Xing saw that she was sweating profusely, so he said, "Okay." ” The three of them went together to pay for the chicken, and on the way back, they took away the big rooster that had been shot to death.
So there was one more dish for dinner, spicy chicken.
Dinner was very lively, and Ma Su's family also came, so they started eating in the courtyard.
"This chicken is delicious."
Ping An praised the craftsmanship of the flower girl seriously, and Wu Wu tried his best to pretend to be reserved on the side, but he didn't get a response.
"Second brother, I know how to shoot arrows."
Wuwu finally couldn't help it, and Zhuzhu also helped: "It was Wuwu who shot." ” Everyone laughed, and then someone joked.
"Teacher, the legacy of Suzhou Mansion, the disciple is going to ...... book" Ma Su suddenly whispered to Fang Xing about his plans, including the reform of the official field in Suzhou Mansion and so on. “…… Under the condition that there is no shortage of land, and there can be a surplus in the annual grain tax, the official land will not actually have half a cent of the benefits, and will only create corruption. ”