Monument Yangmen

Chapter 866 Xiang Minzhong's Choice (Update Tonight)
While the literati and ministers were still in shock and howling, the people of Yanjing City exclaimed and rushed around like a gust of wind.

The inclination of the official selection system means many things.

At least, the people now feel in their hearts that being admitted to the colleges mentioned in the imperial decree means that they are qualified to be officials.

Human society is a major feature of our society.

Everyone hopes that there will be one or two officials in the family, so that they can take care of them when something happens.

In the life of the clan system in ancient times, the common people gave full play to this point.

The people scattered in a rush.

The literati and ministers were left alone in the same place.

Since the imperial examination system, literati seem to have been taken care of by the heavens, and they have been rampant all the way.

The imperial examination system is said to select capable people from all over the world.

But in fact, the first batch of civil servants who entered the court will train a large number of underachievers to varying degrees, and become a bridge for them to continue to be rich after they resign.

Even some civil servants, taking advantage of their power, simply asked their children to participate in scientific examinations, in exchange for fame.

The common people all thought that the imperial examination was a very fair system.

However, the imperial examination was not a very fair system.

At least when civil servants dominated the imperial examinations in the Song Dynasty, the imperial examination system was not fair at all.

Every time the imperial court of the Song Dynasty took the imperial examination, only about 300 people were admitted.

Among these people, except for a very small number of truly talented people who used it for appearances, most of the rest actually bought their fame through various relationships or bribes.

This has almost become an unwritten rule in the officialdom of the Song Dynasty.

Even if the emperor saw it, he turned a blind eye.

It is too involved, and almost every civil servant is more or less involved.

The emperor couldn't do anything hard either.

Therefore, the imperial examination system in the Song Dynasty seemed to be recruiting more than 300 scholars from all over the world, but in fact, there were only ten to 20 places for such a student in the world.

This is also the reason why Yang Qi insists on getting along with Confucianism.

He himself is a person who has gone through the imperial examination field, so he is naturally familiar with these disadvantages.

Yang Qi's words almost cut off the imperial examination path.

This made it difficult for literati and officials to accept.

Because Yang Qi not only cut off their road to imperial examinations, but also cut off their road to wealth.

Some old literati who were ashamed of death almost bumped their heads against the palace wall to death.

At this moment, the other leader looked at Wang Dan with a bitter face.

He needs Wang Dan to come up with an idea.

Wang Dan watched all the literati who came to plead for orders look at him with inexplicable eyes, and his back was a little sweaty.

He could sense what that look meant.

These literati who were bewitched by him all wanted to blame him.

If he hadn't bewitched everyone to come and ask for orders, perhaps the cut off from official career would not have happened.

The literati blamed Wang Dan in their hearts, and Wang Dan was also helpless.

He also didn't expect Yang Qi to be so strong and ruthless.

Seeing that the literati looked at him more and more dangerously, Wang Dan knew that he had to say something at this time.

"Cough cough..."

Coughing lightly, Wang Dan said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the reason why your majesty did this is because you felt the pressure from you. Now your majesty has suspended the imperial examination, and there is no way for scholars in the world to be promoted.

At that time, they are bound to attack you hard.

I think you all know better than me what will happen if you are raped by the literati all over the world.

It's useless for you to look at me now.

The only way to remonstrate with death is to persuade His Majesty to withdraw his order. "

In this world, no one is a fool, and no one will always be bewitched.

Many literati have already felt that they have been tricked, and they glared at Wang Dan.

But thinking about it carefully, now they failed to persuade them, but caused a big trouble on their backs.

Only Wang Dan's suggestion can help them get rid of the big trouble.

Someone glared at Wang Dan viciously, and roared in a low voice, "You're ruthless..."

After leaving these two words, the literati gathered in front of the palace began to ask for orders.

The words one by one were far sharper and more radical than before.

Outside the crowd, Xiang Jia Dalang had long been dumbfounded.

Now if he still can't see that he was fooled by Wang Dan, then his age will be in vain.

He finally got smart for a while, and slipped away quietly when others were not paying attention.

Bypassed a long and narrow alley beside the palace.

Xiang Jia Dalang let out a sigh of relief.

"Whoo~"

"You rebellious son..."

Before Xiang Jia Dalang could relax completely, he heard a familiar voice in his ear.

Subconsciously alert, he looked up and saw Xiang Minzhong standing beside him with an angry face.

There was hardly any hesitation.

Xiang Jia Dalang fell to his knees in front of Xiang Minzhong with a thud, and said in a low voice, choked with sobs: "Father... my son... my son, I regret that I didn't listen to you..."

Xiang Minzhong glanced around and found that there were crowds of people in the streets and alleys, he gave his son a vicious look, and growled: "You naughty son, you almost killed the old man with white hair and black hair.

If you don't give me the old man, go back to the ancestral hall in the mansion and kneel down.

After the old man returns home, I will take good care of you. "

Xiang Jia Dalang bowed his head solemnly, and said in a low voice, "No..."

Immediately, Xiang Jia Dalang got up and hurried home.

For those literati who were not far behind him, who had called him brothers and sisters last night, he was not at all nostalgic.

After Xiang Jia Dalang left, the old servant of the Xiang family said with a smile: "Master, the eldest son finally reined in the precipice, and he didn't suffer any harm, so it's a happy event..."

"happy event?"

Xiang Minzhong laughed at himself, "It's too early to say anything now. The old man has been with His Majesty for some years, so he understands His Majesty's mind somewhat.

His Majesty always has compassion for the people in his heart.

But this mercy is only for the common people.

If it were someone else, His Majesty would not be relentless in killing people.

His Majesty will never choose other ways to solve problems that can be solved by killing people.

Even though His Majesty is just suspending the imperial examinations now, settling accounts after autumn is His Majesty's forte.

I'm afraid that the name of the literati who caused trouble in front of the palace today would have been reported to His Majesty's desk early.

How to deal with them depends on His Majesty's mood. "

The smile on the face of the old servant of the Xiang family disappeared instantly, and he said with a little hesitation: "Perhaps His Majesty will forgive the Eldest Young Master for his sake."

Xiang Minzhong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You don't understand...the old man's weight in His Majesty's heart is far less important than that of Lu Duan, Su Yijian, and Kou Zhun. Your Majesty will never shake his decision just because of this old man."

After a pause, Xiang Minzhong had a bitter expression on his face, "Even if Zhuge Liang can behead Ma Su with tears, why can't Your Majesty behead Dalang in the next festival? If not, the old man will have to cut off Dalang's head himself and send it to the Before His Majesty's case."

The old servant of the Xiang family looked terrified, "This...impossible..."

As soon as Xiang's old servant's words fell, he saw two men in black appear in front of them at some point.

After the men in black appeared, they had no intention of saluting or revealing their identities. They stared at Xiang Minzhong coldly and asked, "Master Xiang Minzhong?"

Xiang Minzhong had already guessed the identity of the man in black, he nodded slowly and said, "This old man is Xiang Minzhong."

"Come with us."

The man in black said coldly.

A sad look flashed in Xiang Minzhong's eyes, he turned around and told the old servant of Xiang's family: "Send someone to look after Da Lang..."

The old servant of Xiang's family was startled, looked at the man in black, then at Xiang Minzhong, and called out in a low voice: "Master..."

He also guessed the identity of the man in black.

Thinking about what Xiang Minzhong said just now, including Xiang Minzhong's last order, he naturally understood the intention.

Xiang Minzhong stared at the old servant of the Xiang family, and said in a low voice: "Listen to the old man, the whole family can live..."

After leaving this sentence, Xiang Minzhong followed the man in black and disappeared into the alley without a sound, leaving only the old servant of the Xiang family standing there stupidly.

After a long while, I saw the old servant of the Xiang family crying bitterly: "Master, it's all the villain's fault. If the villain didn't trick you into coming to save the eldest son, you wouldn't..."

No one heard the self-blame of Xiang's old servant.

The man in black led Xiang Minzhong around the palace for half a circle, all the way to the west gate, and led Xiang Minzhong directly into the palace.

Inside the palace.

Royal study.

After dismissing She Saihua and Cao Lin's four daughters, Yang Qizheng was sitting on the heated kang with his eyes closed.

As soon as Xiang Minzhong entered the imperial study, before he had time to salute, he heard Yang Qi's faint voice, "Xiang Minzhong, I heard that the son of your family is very talented! A letter of persuasion is eloquent and full of meaning." Thousands of words, every sentence is true.

I can't help but want to scold myself. "

Xiang Min thumped in the heart, hurriedly bowed and said, "I'm guilty..."

Yang Qi opened his eyes, looked at Xiang Minzhong, and asked suspiciously: "What crime can you have? Don't you know that I, Great Yan Kingdom, have no criminal responsibility?"

Hearing Yang Qi's words, Xiang Minzhong was not happy, but even lowered his waist.

He said in a deep voice: "I have no way to teach my son, which is why he was bewitched by others to do such a stupid thing. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

Yang Qi raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "So, you also think that those people outside the door are doing stupid things?"

"Um~"

Xiang Min was in a bit of a dilemma.

He could only evaluate his son for doing stupid things, but he couldn't judge those Confucian scholars openly.

If word got out, his reputation among scholars would be ruined.

After all, no one knows how the wind direction will change in the future.

What if those people become righteous from sinners?
Seeing Xiang Minzhong's hesitation, Yang Qi curled his lips in displeasure and said, "You old fritters in the officialdom are too slippery, and each of you is not slippery. It seems to be wise and safe, but in fact, there are many key issues. Absolute opinion.

I don't like it very much...

I like courtiers with edges and corners.

At least at critical moments, they have the persistence they should have. "

Yang Qiyi pointed to the location of the south gate of the palace, and continued: "For example, Wang Dan outside the south gate is a persistent person. Even if he knows that he has been wrong, he will continue to be wrong.

In the eyes of many people, this is a kind of stupidity.

But in my eyes, this is a rare performance.

In many cases, it is because of a lack of persistence that officials have led to decrees that are beneficial to the country one after another, disappearing in the long river of history.

If he hadn't been stupid and insisted on going against me, I would definitely use him in the future. "

Yang Qi looked at Xiang Minzhong again, and continued: "Xiang Minzhong, you must be a bit sharp. You voted together with Lu Duan, why did I reuse Lu Duan instead of you? Even the latecomer Lu Mengzheng , has faintly begun to suppress you?

It's because they still have edges and corners, and you don't. "

Xiang Minzhong lowered his body in fear, and said solemnly: "This minister deserves death..."

Yang Qi shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed, "I still can't blame this bad habit. Forget it, I won't force you. When I talk to you people, I don't like to beat around the bush.

I'll just say it straight, I invite you here today, just to ask you to make a choice to help you sharpen the edges and corners. "

Xiang Minzhong lowered his head, unable to see his expression, only heard him say in a deep voice: "Please show me, Your Majesty."

Yang Qi asked: "Son or Confucian scholar, which one is more important?"

Xiang Minzhong trembled all over, standing where he was, not knowing how to answer.

Yang Qi's question, to Xiang Min's ears, was more like 'do you think that one can live'.

Protect the son, offend Confucian scholars.

Bao Confucian students, lost his son.

Xiang Minzhong was caught in a dilemma for a while.

It really reflected what he said before entering the palace, Yang Qi is likely to leave his son's life and death in his hands.

If this matter had been placed in the court of the Song Dynasty, Xiang Minzhong would not be so embarrassed.

He will definitely protect Confucian students without hesitation.

Because in the court of the Song Dynasty, if he protected a Confucian scholar once, it was equivalent to protecting the wealth of the Xiang family for a hundred years.

As far as the whole family of the Xiang family is concerned, he can afford the life of a son.

However, this is Dayan.

Judging by Xiang Minzhong's keen sense of smell, these Confucian scholars have made trouble outside the palace gate, and they have already entered the ranks of Yang Qi's sure to kill.

It is impossible to save their lives.

If he speaks out to protect Confucian scholars, at most he will get a good reputation.

Comparing a good reputation with the life of his son, it is worth Xiang Minzhong's deep thinking.

Seeing that Xiang Minzhong was deep in thought, Yang Qi didn't urge him, but sipped his tea carefully, waiting for Xiang Minzhong to finish thinking.

This wait is a stick of incense time.

After a stick of incense.

Xiang Minzhong raised his head slowly, and said with a bitter face, "Son is more important..."

After saying this, Xiang Minzhong stood there limply as if his strength had been drained.

From then on, he was afraid that he would no longer be able to call himself a pure Confucian scholar.

Yang Qi was stunned and smiled.

"I knew it right away. I didn't see the wrong person. You Xiang Minzhong can still polish the edges and corners. It's not in vain that I spent a lot of effort to broadcast you. Since you want to protect your son, I will help you.

What happened in front of the south gate of the imperial palace today, I will pretend that Xiang Jia Dalang never showed up.

However, you have to help me prove a will.

Chen Lin? "

When Chen Lin heard the call, she took a tray with pens and ink and a scroll of imperial edicts, and sent it to Xiang Minzhong.

Xiang Minzhong glanced at the contents of the imperial decree, and almost fell to the ground.

This is an imperial decree to postpone and suspend the number of years of the imperial examination, but it does not give the number of years.

What Yang Qi needed was for Xiang Minzhong to fill in a number of years.

This is simply another kind of voting certificate.

Up to now, Xiang Minzhong has no choice.

He gritted his teeth, picked up the pen, and wrote a large number on it.

(End of this chapter)