After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 39 The Threat of Resignation
The two came to the gate of Zhen Guogong's mansion.

Through the efforts of successive dynasties of Zhen Guogong, the wealth of the Zhen Guogong Mansion has accumulated to a terrifying level.

As far as the gate of Zhen Guogong Mansion is concerned, its luxury is comparable to that of the imperial palace.

The prime minister and Guozijian knocked on the gate of Zhen Guogong's mansion, and soon someone came to receive them and took them to the living room.

After a while, Duke Laozhen came out, walking fast and fast, and sat on the main seat in the waiting room.

Without looking at the two of them, he took the tea on the seat and began to drink it.

The prime minister and Guozijian were not bothered about offering wine.

Old Zhen Guogong put on airs before speaking.

"My lords, why do you come to our Zhen Guogong's mansion?"

With a smile on his face, the Guozijian followed the example of the old Zhen Guogong and took a sip of tea slowly, and then said.

"Duke Zhen, the top three winners of this palace examination have come out, and His Majesty has hand-picked three of them as champions, second place, and third place."

Having said that, Guozijian stopped offering wine and looked at the expression of Old Zhen Guogong.

"Oh, really."

Old Zhen Guogong is also a thousand-year-old fox. As soon as they came here, he knew their purpose.

It must be that the number one scholar is not a child of their family, that's why he came to him and wanted him to come forward.

Old Zhen Guogong just nodded lightly, and didn't pick up their words.

The Guozijian offering wine and the prime minister are not in a hurry, sipping the tea in the cup, anyway, they are all thousand-year-old foxes, let's have a chat together.

Guozijian Jijiu gave Zhen Guogong the copy of Jiang Zhao's military merit system that he had copied.

Lord Zhen's eyes turned slightly, and the servant at the side immediately went down to take it and handed it to Lord Zhen.

Guozijian Jijiu and the prime minister looked at Zhen Guogong leisurely, wondering what expression he would have on his face after reading this piece of military merit and nobility system?
Sure enough, Duke Zhen slapped the paper on the table after reading the military merit system, and said angrily.

"nonsense!"

"Shiqing and Shilu are the ancestral etiquette, how can the ancestral etiquette be changed at will, who is the person who wrote this military merit system?"

Guozijian Jijiu looked at the furious Lord Zhen, and he was in a good mood.

"The person who wrote this military merit system is named Jiang Zhao."

"Jiang Zhao?"

Lord Zhen recited the name once, feeling a little familiar.

"Is this Jiang Zhao at the top of the previous test?"

"That's right, it's him."

The prime minister nodded. It was precisely because of Jiang Zhao's birth that his son was only the second in the general examination, and he was only second in the palace examination, and missed the number one.

"The old man is entering the palace now, how can Jiang Zhao's strategy be the champion?"

As Duke Zhen said, he was going to change clothes.

The prime minister and Guozijian Jijiu also left very sensiblely. Next, let Zhen Guogong go to quarrel with the emperor.

Lord Zhen Guo changed into his court clothes and walked towards the palace.

As for the prime minister and Guozijian offering wine, the two of them were not idle, running between various families, and under their lobbying, the heads of one family after another rushed to the palace.

After seeing Jiang Zhao's military merit system, they realized that the emperor wanted to use this military merit system to suppress their family.

Soon, a large group of officials stood in front of the royal study in the palace, all of whom came from aristocratic families.

They all asked the emperor to withdraw Jiang Zhao's champion.

"Your Majesty, Jiang Zhao's policy theory is really against the law of the ancestors. Please think twice, Your Majesty."

The emperor sat in the imperial study with a gloomy face.

This group of officials, who are usually torn apart one by one, once their interests are violated, they all unite.

"Wei Chengyun, go tell them that I'm not free, let them go back."

Wei Chengyun hurriedly took the order.

"My lords, Your Majesty said that you are not free now, so you should go back first."

Wei Chengyun looked at the various officials standing in front of the imperial study, bent down and said.

But these grown-ups didn't care about him at all, and they all stood where they were, with no intention of leaving.

Wei Chengyun wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "My lords, Your Majesty is really not free right now."

The leader of the town, Duke Zhen, said: "Go and tell your majesty, if your majesty insists on choosing Jiang Zhao as the number one scholar, then the old minister will dismiss him and return to his hometown."

After finishing speaking, he took off the official hat on his head and held it in both hands to show that he was wearing a crown.

Wei Chengyun looked at the state of Zhen Guogong, a little at a loss, and hurried back to report the situation here to the emperor.

After listening to Wei Chengyun's report, the emperor threw out the memorial in his hand.

"Jing Xiang, an old man, dares to threaten me blatantly!"

"Wei Chengyun, go out and tell him that if he wants to resign, he will resign. If anyone else wants to resign, I will agree!"

said the emperor loudly.

The emperor and the ministers were angry, and Wei Chengyun suffered a lot. He was caught in the middle and didn't know whether he should go or not.

"You don't have to go!"

Seeing that Wei Chengyun hadn't left for a long time, the emperor said angrily, telling him to go out quickly.

Wei Chengyun had no choice but to go out, it was only a few steps from the imperial study to the outside, and he walked these few steps extremely slowly, as if he had walked for half a year.

Just when his foot was about to step out of the door, there was a voice of harmony outside the door.

"The Empress Dowager has arrived—"

Then Wei Chengyun heard the voices of ministers outside the door.

"I have seen the Empress Dowager."

After a while, Wei Chengyun saw the empress dowager walking in.

I saw the Empress Dowager today wearing a high-breasted black gown with wide sleeves, decorated with dark red embroidered patterns, and the dark patterns on the clothes are made of dark ink and fluorescent silk threads.

There is a gold hairpin carved with peony in her head, and her appearance is a little wrinkled, but she doesn't look old, instead, it seems that time has left a dignified mark on her face.

Wei Chengyun hurriedly knelt down: "See the Empress Dowager."

The queen mother nodded: "You go back first."

Wei Chengyun hurried down as if he had received an amnesty.

Seeing the queen mother, the emperor in his seat quickly got up and bowed to salute: "Queen mother, why are you here?"

"The emperor has been working hard in dealing with the government recently. The Ai family asked the small kitchen to cook some black chicken soup for you. Hurry up and drink it while it's hot."

The emperor looked at the black-bone chicken soup brought by the queen mother, and smiled wryly: "I don't have the heart to drink soup now."

The queen mother smiled slightly, and poured out some soup: "Anyway, the body is the most important thing, drink the soup first, and then deal with the government affairs."

Although the emperor was angry, he still took the soup handed over by the queen mother.

The Empress Dowager walked to the table and took a look at Jiang Zhao's inscription paper that the emperor had placed on the table.

She had heard about this military merit system in the harem, but she never knew what it was.

After reading it, the Empress Dowager's eyes lit up: "Okay, what a military merit system!"

(End of this chapter)