Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 320 Fang Xiaoru changed his mind!
Chapter 320: Fang Xiaoru changed his mind!
Master Hu came to the palace again.

Although his face was a bit ugly, with the word "reluctance" almost clearly written on it, he still came.

There was no way, there were some things that only Zhu Yuanzhang could make the decision on. If he had arranged everything in advance and old Biden stood up and said no, wouldn't it be in vain?
Therefore, no matter how reluctant Mr. Hu is, he still has to come.

Walking into this familiar palace, looking at the palace maids and chambermaids with their heads lowered and cautious faces as usual, and the solemn atmosphere unique to the Forbidden Palace, Mr. Hu didn't pay attention at all.

No way, it's too familiar.

This is like working in a Fortune 500 company for more than ten years and becoming a senior executive in later generations. Is it possible that he still feels nervous when he goes to the company headquarters that others regard as "solemn and solemn"?

Are you kidding me? !

He is just a wage earner, and there are just some houses here, so he doesn’t need to add too much drama to himself!

He is just a person who works for wages, so how can he have so many psychological activities.

Therefore, Mr. Hu walked to Jinshen Hall with a calm face.

Looking at Song Li, who had received the news early and was waiting for him at the entrance of the palace, he waved his hand lazily.

"Old Song, does your Majesty have some free time?"

"If you have anything, you have to discuss it with him!"

Even though Song Li had seen Master Hu treat the palace as his own home countless times, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing Mr. Hu, who was swaying three times and showing no sign of caution like other officials, swaggering up the steps to his side, Song Li cupped his hands with a wry smile.

"Master Hu, no matter how rude you are in front of this old slave, it doesn't matter to us as an eunuch."

"But why can't you be more respectful in front of His Majesty?"

"If other people see you like this, they might be resentful!"

Mr. Hu's eyes widened in surprise when he heard this.

"No, Lao Song, what do you mean?"

"Why am I so rude?"

"After I entered the palace, I behaved myself all the way. I neither yelled nor went to any place I shouldn't have gone."

"And, am I not respectful enough in front of His Majesty?"

"Don't you know my temper?"

"I was forced to take on another errand. Isn't that respectful enough?"

After Song Li heard his advice and a lot of people came over from the other side, he suddenly felt bad and hurriedly waved his hands.

"I'm wrong, please be respectful, please be respectful, okay?"

"Come in quickly, His Majesty has already said that as long as you come, you can go in directly without passing the news!"

Mr. Hu nodded with satisfaction after hearing this.

This is right!

It would be too depressing to work for Lao Zhu's family as a horse boy without even being treated like a courtesy corporal.

After bowing his hands to Song Li casually, Mr. Hu lifted up his clothes and strode towards the palace.

In Jinshen Hall, Lao Zhu was sitting behind the imperial desk as usual, dealing with piles of memorials.

"Your Majesty, Hu Weiyong, has met!"

"Well, here we go, give me a seat, Song Li, make some tea!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so polite when facing Mr. Hu that he made arrangements without even raising his head.

Zhu Yuanzhang was rude, and Mr. Hu was even more rude.

Others were given seats, but those who sat there were either trembling with fear or wishing they could squat down just to maintain their appearance.

But as for Mr. Hu, he didn't care about the unspoken rules and sat down as soon as he could. He even casually told Song Li to remember to make the tea stronger because he has a strong taste. After Mr. Hu added water to his tea twice, Zhu Yuanzhang's work at hand finally came to an end.

He looked at Mr. Hu, who was already minding his own business and asked Song Li to bring all the snacks, and curled his lips in silence.

"Wei Yong, what's the matter with you coming to see us in such a big way today?"

Mr. Hu nodded: "The main thing is that there is something that requires His Majesty to make an idea!"

"Then when is the best time to set the recruitment examination?!"

"After all, Ming Dynasty is a vast country, so we have to give time for candidates from other places to come to Beijing, right?"

"But if it takes too long, it will delay the operation of the court again!"

"Because this matter is of great importance, I dare not make the decision without authorization. Please let Your Majesty make the final decision!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned when he heard this. It turns out that this is what happened.

No wonder Mr. Hu came to see him. It was really inconvenient for others to make a decision on this matter.

After all, he had to tell everyone about this matter in the end.

After Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a moment, he asked with some hesitation: "Wei Yong, how about setting it after March?"

"The imperial edict will be announced in all directions within eight hundred miles of expedited time, and if the students are given some time to prepare and rush for the exam, three months will be enough!"

Hu Weiyong raised his hand noncommittally.

"In that case, please His Majesty issue an order as soon as possible."

"The preparations from the Ministry of Rites are quite familiar, but some students really need time to prepare!"

Obviously, Hu Weiyong had no idea at all about what to start the exam.

You Lao Zhu says it’s time, we don’t care.

Zhu Yuanzhang was speechless when he saw Mr. Hu's unlucky look of indifference. He simply waved his hand in disgust and told Mr. Hu to get out of here.

It's annoying to see such a crappy thing!

But after things were done and Mr. Hu had some tea and snacks, he really didn't want to stay in the palace any longer.

He cupped his hands in an extremely perfunctory manner, shouted "I'll leave," and then turned around and left without waiting for Zhu Yuanzhang to reply.

Looking at Mr. Hu's arrogant back, as if he were at home, Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed twice.

In the end, he didn't say a word and got back to work.

The next day, the imperial edict issued by Zhu Yuanzhang was finally officially announced.

With this imperial edict, the imperial court's selection of low-level officials gradually spread from Yingtian Mansion to the world.

People from all walks of life who should have received the news began to gather in Yingtian City. .

At this time, inside the Jiaofang Division.

Fang Xiaoru looked at Mr. Hu who was listening to the "new music performance" with a smile, and asked tactfully.

"Hu Xiang, you said that although I have joined the job, but I have no grades, can I still take this exam?"

Mr. Hu is also an obedient person. As soon as he heard Fang Xiaoru's words, he knew that this boy had something on his mind.

Obviously, what this kid meant was that he disliked the current job of the Jiaofang Secretary for having no rank and not being regarded as a serious official position!

But... Mr. Hu looked at Fang Xiaoru playfully, making Xiao Fang's hair stand on end. He always felt that he had violated a taboo.

In fact, Mr. Hu was thinking about one thing.

Isn’t Fang Xiaoru the most orthodox Confucian scholar?

What's the matter, now you don't even plan to take the imperial examination and want to become an official directly?
(End of this chapter)