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Chapter 287: Flock a thousand households, give python robes, sit in front of the palace and watch the number one scholar(1/3)

 In the sixty-fourth year of Datong, winter comes.

There is a saying in the photo book: Yang retreats and Yin arises, vitality is stored and all things are collected.

Today, the grand ceremony was cancelled, and we will watch the grand ceremony in front of the Lama Temple instead.

All civil and military officials above the fifth rank must be seated.

The official robes of the ministers are mostly green and blue, like clouds, filing in.

The beautiful jade worn around the waist is crisp and sweet.

According to their rank, everyone was divided into two teams and stood in their seats.

After all, it is a crime to be disrespectful in front of the palace.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s big or small.

When you are unlucky, you may be beheaded.

Especially in the court recently, it has been a storm.

The Ministry of War closed the door and fought fiercely among themselves.

Jiang Guichuan, who was the minister, barely suppressed the old disciples who complained about Duke Liang.

Memorials from various places are like snow and hills, and they are now piled on the desk of the East Palace.

The battle against banditry in the southwest is fierce and increasingly stalemate, and it is necessary to increase military pay.

The foreigners at the border took advantage of the opportunity to gather before winter and invaded on a large scale.

Many soldiers are short of weapons, weapons, troops and food, and are in urgent need of allocations from the court.

In coastal areas, evil dragons came ashore in droves and wreaked havoc on the people.

It has only been seven or eight days, but half of the people on the nine sides of the scenery have found it hard to find peace.

Like the remnants of the Destroyed Holy Alliance, the minions of the four foreign gods.

I had to join in the fun before the Chinese New Year, so I came out in a crowd.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is clearly using military and political matters to put pressure on the East Palace and force the prince to retreat.

The Duke of Wulu County in Jingzhou didn't seem to have any reaction, sitting in his mansion and staying behind closed doors.

In fact, the undercurrent in the court has been stirred up, and it is filled with a depressing atmosphere of a storm approaching.

"Jiang Shangshu, this time the Martial Arts Hall will determine the leader, which one are you more optimistic about?"

Yun Wentian, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, laughed twice and took the initiative to greet Jiang Guichuan, the minister of the Ministry of War.

They were both ministers of the Eastern Palace, and they both supported the crown prince's succession and ensured that the country's foundation remained unchanged.

Although they belong to different families, there is still some degree of friendship.

"It goes without saying that it must be Mr. Siqiu from Shilang Yun's family.

His majestic blue wave palm has gained 50% to 60% of the essence of the Vice Minister."

Jiang Guichuan smiled and joked.

"Master Shangshu, don't make fun of me. I, the father, don't know how many abilities Quan Zi has.

He is just barely convinced, how can he compare to the young prince of Uncle Dingyuan's family?

Moreover, the Blue Waves and Waves Palm consumes a lot of energy.

Against the powerful Ning Yin Finger, which specializes in breaking horizontal training, it is even more difficult to be of use."

Yun Wentian held up his chest and raised his head, with a square face.

For a scholarly family like him who came from a school, even his son Yun Siqiu,

He really won the first prize in the martial arts competition and became the number one martial artist appointed by the palace.

It's just the icing on the cake, adding a bit of fame and prestige.

Most of the princes and civil servants in the court are from the Confucian sect, and they seek immortality through meritorious service, virtue, and words.

Shangyin and Jixia, the two academic palaces are the steps to enter the body.

"The young prince of Dingyuan Bo has a small mastery in fingering, so he really has hope of winning the championship.

Speaking of which, this martial arts test is not as exciting as in previous years, and there is not much suspense."

Jiang Guichuan smiled softly and looked back towards the city gate.

"Master Shangshu, are you talking about the famous Fusi Baihu in Beizhen, which is famous in Tianjing and is in the limelight?"

Yun Wentian narrowed his eyes and asked knowingly.

"Of course, let alone Ji Jiulang's incredible martial arts advancement.

Yang Xiu, who originally suppressed all the nobles, died inexplicably in the Xishan paddock.

Song Yunsheng and Zhou Xingfeng, these two outstanding talents were exposed as colluding with the remnants of the White Bone Path.

The young master of the Gu family also retired due to injury... It was all his doing, all his fault."

The meaning behind Jiang Guichuan's words is quite obvious. If it weren't for the lecture hall, there would be many twists and turns.

The honor of being the number one scholar in Wu could not be compared to the honors of generals mentioned above.

"Indeed, many people call him the second Zongda General."

Yun Wentian was not upset when he heard this, as his family knew their own affairs.

His son was mediocre at best, inferior to Yang Xiu, who looked like a wolf, and Ji Jiulang, who was extremely talented.

Just in the realm of martial arts, it is difficult to catch up even if you are flattering.

"I heard that today's competition in front of the palace, this hundred households in Fusi, Beizhen will also come?"

Yun Wentian suppressed his smile and asked in a deep voice.

"The crown prince appointed him and summoned him to the East Palace, placing a sixth-grade hundred householder alongside the courtiers.

I am worried that Ji Jiulang may not be able to accept this huge favor."

Jiang Guichuan turned around and said calmly:

"Everyone in the world thinks that wearing a noble official robe means speaking impartially and forthrightly in court.

How free and upright, and how high-spirited.

But how could they know that this court hall is a formidable thunder pool with dragons and crouching tigers?

Sometimes, if you take a wrong step, your reputation will be ruined, if you say a wrong word, your body will be in a different place.

In addition to Governor Tan, General Zong, and other great innates who are among the best in the world.

Who is not walking on thin ice with fear?"

Yun Wentian was convinced, nodded and said:

"Let's wait and see. The young talents that His Royal Highness is interested in may have their own merits."

Jiang Guichuan was silent. He had been sitting in the position of Minister of the Ministry of War for nearly twenty years.

I have seen many geniuses and monsters from the three religions and six traditions.

From this, we understand a truth.

Outside the court, there is a world.

Inside the court, there is another scene.

Unless the martial arts is higher than that of Gong Gong.

The strength of martial arts is stronger than that of hundreds of civil and military officials.

Otherwise, it will be like a snare.

If you want to move forward and retreat freely, you have to follow the rules.

Boom, boom, boom!

The bronze bell rang six times, and the loud sound echoed in front of Yonghe Temple.

Courtiers whispering to each other and walking around.

For a moment, he looked solemn and held his breath.

Not long after, several young candidates wearing powerful military robes appeared.

Enter from the east gate and stand separately, waiting for the grand competition in front of the hall.

……

……

"Master Ji, Yonghe Temple has arrived."

The feminine-looking blue-robed eunuch paused, bowed and said.
To be continued...
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