Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

"Loyal Lord, this is really a good name. Your father must also be a patriotic person."

Mr. Liu sighed, but Chi Zhongjun, who was sitting opposite him, kept his expression unchanged. It seemed that these words did not affect him at all.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but his smile looked particularly distant and indifferent, and his upturned eyelashes and dark pupils moved slightly towards his gaze.

This is what Chi Zhongjun looks like in the eyes of most people.

Not the little Taoist priest who was full of enthusiasm and whose vitality seemed to never dissipate; nor was he the courtier who was loyal to the emperor and often came up with strange schemes.

Just like a cat will put away its sharp claws in front of its owner, Chi Zhongjun was basically a gentle and harmless existence at certain times, even in the first half of his life.

Until he arrived in the capital.

Until he arrived in the capital, wearing a red official uniform, with black eyes on his head, and holding a gui in his hand.

Until he became what people called Mr. Chi and Mr. Chi.

Gradually, his name seems to have become a character that everyone in the capital hears.

And only after he held almost huge power did he understand why he was so persistent, so obsessed with his achievements and his official title.

Rights, it seemed like magic, and it was like another side of him that had been missing.

Holding power in his hands and stepping on power under his feet, Chi Zhongjun felt as if the rain was coming after a long drought.

It's like a person who has been huddled in the darkness sees the dazzling sunlight and wants to cry but also wants to embrace the light.

Now his power surrounds him and surrounds him. It seems that all the life in the past is gray and white, and only at this moment there are some bright colors.

It's like living again.

"You're welcome, sir." Chi Zhongjun calmed down the look in his eyes and replied with a smile on his face.

"Do you have something important to do, sir? Nowadays, there are so many chores in the yamen that I still need my ministers to do everything..."

As he spoke, Chi Zhongjun was already a bit impatient.

In addition to Mr. Liu, he has also met several other ministers of the DPRK and the Central Government in these days, and talked with them in detail.

Their purposes are nothing more than three: to win over others, to warn them if they cannot win them over, or to threaten them if they do not listen to the warnings.

He was tired of seeing and hearing these tricks.

The poor acting and the drama full of loopholes kept him away.

"Haha, the younger generation is to be feared...the younger generation is to be feared~"

Lord Liu laughed, his words filled with sighs.

Chi Zhongjun on the side was not moved at all. He lowered his eyes and looked at the fancy carvings on the corners of the table. The auspicious patterns on it were ordinary, but the placement inside them was very unique.

Master Liu laughed for a while, then stopped talking with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face when the boy opposite him didn't answer.

He coughed twice, pretending not to care and continued: "Now you are a popular person in front of His Majesty, but don't forget that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Just be careful."

After saying that, he waved his hand and signaled Chi Zhongjun to go out.

Having been humiliated by his juniors, he now felt somewhat awkward in his heart.

"Then I'll take my leave."

Chi Zhongjun's expression was the same as before he entered the door. After saying goodbye, he left without any hesitation.

After Chi Zhongjun left, Master Liu's complexion improved slightly.

"You are really to be feared~"

Being able to sit firmly in the court for decades, Mr. Liu thinks that his vision is pretty good.

After these several conversations, Liu Wei could somewhat see the character of his subordinate.

Not arrogant or impatient, not influenced by external things.

It seems that such people are only obsessed with their own goals and will not give up until they achieve their goals.

"It seems they are worried."

Thinking of the disputes in the court in the future, I was quite optimistic about Chi Zhongjun.

It really echoed his saying, "The next generation is to be feared."

...There is an old saying, what goes up is what goes down.

Master Liu originally wanted to remind this junior that the higher you stand, the more stable you must stand.

Otherwise, a gust of wind will blow people down.

But now he knew that Chi Shilang, who was already deeply involved in the court situation, was probably absorbed in it.

Whether it's power, or other people's jealousy and jealousy.

He even said that all these seemed to be just clouds in his eyes, which would eventually dissipate.

And that man seemed not to be afraid at all, it could even be said that he was waiting for those people to attack him.

In this way, the words were swallowed as soon as they reached his mouth. Mr. Liu tapped the table with his fingertips, making a crisp sound.

For the present, it seems that it is best for him not to get involved in this matter. His Majesty trusts his subordinate.

Master Liu's narrow fox eyes narrowed slightly and flashed with light.

As His Majesty's favorite, Chi Zhongjun, no one can do anything to him at this time.

As long as His Majesty's favor remains, and as long as he doesn't do anything stupid in a fit of enthusiasm, this man's path to the sky seems to be visible to his naked eyes.

It's hard for him to be so impetuous, and I'm afraid it's just a waste of effort.

"It's early spring..."

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The other half of Qingyi
Like Daxia, Qingyi also rarely changed the focus of the DPRK from war to internal affairs.

It can be said that what they did this time went smoothly, and the government orders during the period were passed smoothly in Qingyi.

The Qingyi people are also optimistic about this reform with a bit of longing and vigor.

Even the most conservative old people and stubborn tribal leaders felt the new atmosphere brought to Qingyi by the New Deal.

It was like the first gust of wind in spring gently blowing across the ice, and something had truly changed.

This seems to be a perceptible, even tangible change.

Whether it was about educational policies, Lu Qing's fierce strategies and Wu Mu's mediation made changes in line with the ideas of the Qingyi people.

Now in Qingyi, on the grassland, there is finally the first papermaking factory.

Yes, the biggest problem in education is paper and writing, and paper is rarely made by prairie people on the grassland.

Most of them were purchased from Daxia or other countries and tribes.

Even if the private sector or the royal family had its own private papermaking factory, it was only a handful of very tiny small workshops.And this scene continues to this day.

Second is the change in language.

Wu Mu discussed with his uncle Wu Quji and Lu Qing for a long time, and they unanimously decided that there must be a writing that could be converted into words and that would maintain the traditional taste of Qingyi as much as possible, and even be more concise and easy to record.

But things have become difficult here.

Now they either have a Cangjie, or they have to choose to extend and transform on the basis of a certain language.

At present, it seems that there is no one on the grassland who has the talent to make characters and make characters that three people are satisfied with.

Now the first choice has been blocked by God.

Everyone can only focus on the second option.

But on the second option, the three people began to have differences.

The three parties each insisted on their own opinions, and no one gave in to the other. They argued and argued with each other fiercely.

The only point of contention is which language to choose as the basis for changes.

As the only Daxia native present, Lu Qing chose to support the Daxia language without hesitation.

"The language of Daxia is simple and beautiful, and after so many years of historical origin, it has already become its own style. Now it can be used directly, and there is no need to choose semi-finished products that still need to be improved."

Lu Qing said this.

"Haha, is that so? I'm afraid some people have their hearts set on Daxia. People on the grasslands speak the language of the Central Plains. Aren't the Chanyus afraid of being laughed at?"

Contrary to Lu Qing, Zuo Xian Wang Wu Quji was firmly opposed to Lu Qing's idea.

If they hadn't become colleagues these days and left each other with a bit of face, I'm afraid they would be fighting now.

"Uncle Wang, please don't get angry. Getting angry will hurt your body..."

Wumu said while trying to smooth things over between the two of them.

"According to Gu's idea, we can integrate the languages ​​​​of the tribes on the grassland. After all, the languages ​​​​of the tribes on the grassland are similar, we can choose the most suitable one, improve it and promote it widely."

Wu Mu told her story seriously, her brows relaxed and her attitude very firm.

But Lu Qing, who was opposite him, couldn't help but frown. He seemed to have some opinions.

"But if this happens over time, it will be detrimental to the reform..."

What Lu Qing said and his views were both unreasonable.

It turned out that they carried out the reform by relying on the immature methods of everyone in the Qingyi court, and they came unexpectedly.

However, if language improvement is a matter of three to five years, it is estimated that there will be no results.

Or think about the worst, even if it takes five years, or even ten years, no research results will be produced in the end.

Wouldn't this be a hindrance to their reform?

Although this reform was actually recommended by Wu Mu and executed by Wu Quji, the core strategy was Lu Qinglai's suggestion for Qingyi.

This reform was entirely Lu Qing's hard work and the result of his life's career.

Lu Qing had to carefully consider many things.

"Speaking of these, those things are not as good as my thoughts."

Wu Quji snorted coldly and made a face towards his nephew and Chanyu.

"According to me, just use my Qingyi language. Even if you make some improvements and use people from the clan, even if you waste a year, there should be some results."

As he said that, Wu Quji stroked his beard and looked very confident. He probably already had a plan in mind.

But someone also raised objections to this plan, and this person was Wu Mu.

Wu Mu put a hand on his temple, thought for a long time, raised his head and argued: "There is nothing wrong with Qingyi's words, but the words..."

When Wu Mu said this, he felt a headache.

The reason why he chose to improve the language in education was because Qingyi's writing was extremely difficult to popularize and promote.

Wu Quji's eyes widened and he said sternly: "What's wrong with the writing! Haven't you and I learned it too? It's a bit more difficult, but if we change it..."

In the end, even Wu Quji didn't have any confidence.

Both of them learned the language and writing in the clan since childhood and were taught by specialized teachers.

But even so, the performance and level of the two...are not very satisfactory.

In terms of Qingyi's language, the one with the highest attainment was the former Youxian King Wu Nandun.

This gentleman once wrote long poems and love songs in Qingyi language, which were widely circulated throughout Qingyi and even the entire grassland.He is a well-known person, and he is also the only person in the history of Qingyi who has such attainments in language.

But even the long poems are always grotesque and bizarre in style.It is quite similar to some poets from the Central Plains, such as Li He.

But in daily language, it is much inferior.Even some documents do not have suitable words and vocabulary to express some things.However, those slang words are too vulgar to be considered elegant, and they are even less suitable for recording in writing.

Now the expressions of both of them were stiffened, but Wu Quji still persisted in his opinion with his beard and glare.

In this way, three people and three viewpoints have been arguing endlessly.

No one can convince anyone, and no one is willing to put aside their own opinions and choose other options.

But they have been deadlocked on this matter for such a long time. After all, this reform involves many aspects. Even if this matter is considered the most important, people have to deal with other trivial matters.

The three of them are the mainstays of the imperial court, and now they have to hold their noses and think of ways to come up with a three-in-one strategy.

Choosing the Daxia language is no good, it goes against the tradition, and the effeminate tone, according to Wu Quji's opinion, most Qingyi people will not buy it, and it is estimated that they will reject and resist it even more.

Maybe it will eventually have an impact on this reform.

Lu Qing's face darkened, but he could only acquiesce to these opinions.

Although he thinks this is the best way, looking at it now, he can only retreat temporarily.

After Wu Mu and Wu Quji tried hard to dispel Lu Qing's opinions, it was time for the two to bow their heads.

Wu Mu took the initiative and said only: "If we continue to use Qingyi language, wouldn't it violate the original intention of the reform? If we don't change it, how will we know what it will look like after the change?"

But Wu Quji didn't accept his nephew's interesting idea at all.

"If you listen to me, this matter can be solved in one year... no, less than one year. What's wrong with reform? Reform doesn't mean change?"

Wu Qujiji retorted after he led his army.

The two of them were arguing and their faces were red. The old general Wu Quji lifted up his sleeves, revealing the muscles on his strong arms, which was quite impressive.

"Oh? How do you plan to change it? Just change the characters? The characters are just like ghost symbols. How much effort was wasted on us learning these when we were young. Does it mean that it will take ten or eight years for people to learn it if it becomes popular?"

Wu Mu sharply pointed out the shortcomings.

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