Seeing Zhu Houzhao's depressed look, Brother Wen couldn't help but raise his hand and rub the wilted dragon's head.

For Zhu Houzhao, this was just the beginning. His status destined him to be chased and admonished by many people from the day he became the crown prince.

From Ma Wensheng's point of view, this is not just looking for trouble, but a hope to cultivate a prince and even an emperor who is more conducive to the stability of the Ming Dynasty.

They were born in the emperor's family and enjoyed the huge power of deciding the life and death of countless people with just one sentence. Naturally, countless people would rather be disliked by the emperor than write letters of advice one after another.

There may be quite a few among these people who want to profit from this invitation, but we should not think that either of them is a person seeking fame and reputation.

If no one in the government or the public dares to speak out and give advice, then the whole government will be filled with people who can only flatter others, and that will be a sign of the country's demise!

It's just that Zhu Houzhao is still young, so it's difficult to explain many things clearly to him. He will only remember that there are people who won't let him do this and won't let him do that.

Brother Wen could only sigh and said: "Ma Shangshu was born as a censor, so it is normal for him to give more advice."

Brother Wen also gave an example to Zhu Houzhao, saying, look at your father. Since he ascended the throne, he has not only been admonished by Ma Wensheng, but also by Wang Shu, Liu Jian and others. Even during the Chenghua period,

Even Liu Ji will chase after him to persuade you. If you don't listen, they will go to the police and say, "No one listens to what I say. Your Majesty, please let me go back to my hometown to farm."

Zhu Houzhao's eyes widened when he heard this.

He can already imagine a group of little old men surrounding his father and scolding him so much that they spit!

The more Zhu Houzhao thought about it, the more unhappy he became, and said angrily: "If it were Gu, let them go home directly!"

Brother Wen:""

You kid is acting a little irrationally, and you are starting to worry about Xie Qian and the others.

Brother Wen smiled and said: "Then when I want to return to my hometown to farm in the future, I will definitely give your Highness a lot of advice, and His Highness will drive me back to Yuyao."

Zhu Houzhao's eyes opened wider when he heard this.

He announced angrily: "I won't let you get what you want. When you arrive, you will be asked to stay in the capital and not be able to go anywhere. You will be assigned endless tasks every day!"

Brother Wen:""

Thank you, I was threatened.

The master and the apprentice hurt each other a lot, and in the evening Zhu Houzhao even went to greet his father for a long time.

This made Zhu You feel a little flattered.

After all, every time Zhu Houzhao greeted him, it was Brother Xuewen who encouraged Wang Hua, hoping that he would work actively and strive to become a wise king who would lead the Ming Dynasty to glory.

This time, for the first time, Zhu Houzhao only asked him to eat and rest well.

What is this? This is rare pure filial piety!

Zhu Youtang felt a little puzzled, so he sent someone to the East Palace to ask, only to find out that Zhu Houzhao and Wen Geer had discussed the matter of ministers admonishing him. He guessed that the boy was distressed that he had been admonished in turn. He couldn't laugh or cry, so he got up and walked to the window.

Looking at the night outside.

He sometimes didn't know whether to listen to the advice of the ministers or not. Whenever he saw Wang Shu's resignation letter, he couldn't help but feel a little angry, "If you don't want to do this anymore, then go home."

He was only a teenager when he first ascended the throne, and he had no idea who the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty should trust.

I once felt that no one was reliable.

Maybe as an emperor, you shouldn't trust anyone in the first place.

The excitement in the capital came and went quickly. It was June, the heat was steaming, and there were fewer people walking on the road. Zhao Jiuzheng also had to go to Honglu Temple to serve. The excitement brought by this Zhejiang chess player was gradually less and less mentioned.

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Even Brother Wen couldn't bear the heat. He had to drink tons of iced drinks hung in the well every day in order to continue working on "Compendium of Materia Medica".

For a time, not only the wells at home, but also the wells of the Hanlin Academy, the Taiyuan Hospital, the wells of Zhan Shifu and the wells of the East Palace were all filled with the fruits and drinks he wanted to eat, especially the sour plum soup that was particularly refreshing!

When Yang Tinghe got a piece of watermelon that he cut and shared, he couldn't help but joked: "Isn't all your salary used to buy these melons and fruit drinks?"

Brother Wen said confidently: "The official uniforms I am wearing were all given by everyone. What's wrong with me buying some melon and fruit drinks for everyone to eat together? If it doesn't work, I can set up a stall selling strawberry chili during the holidays and I can get some money back.

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Although peppers and strawberries have been popularized in recent years, they are still in short supply on the market. Most of the ones grown at home are eaten at home, and only farmers who are reluctant to taste them will sell them.

There are so many dignitaries in the capital and the market is huge, so this thing is still very rare!

After all, I have never been too worried about money since I was a child, so Brother Wen really doesn't save much when it comes to spending money. He basically spends as much as he has and how he wants to spend it.

A true warrior has the courage to spend every penny of his newly received salary!

Next time you are short of money, let’s talk about it next time, and I will definitely save up hard next time.

Seeing his attitude, Yang Tinghe said with a smile: "It's a good thing that you Zhejiang people can't join the household department, otherwise you could spend all the treasury."

Brother Wen had never heard of this rule and asked Yang Tinghe why he couldn't enter.

This is another rule that has been continued from the Hongwu period. All household officials are not allowed to choose people from Zhejiang, Jiangxi and Susong!

These places were either occupied by Zhang Shicheng or Chen Youliang at the beginning, and the local gentry continuously gave them blood transfusions, so that the most difficult places for Zhu Yuanzhang to conquer the world were Jiangdong and Jiangxi.

Later, when Zhu Yuanzhang officially ascended the throne, he became angry and levied heavy taxes on these places. By the way, he issued an order stating that people from these places were not allowed to serve as officials in the Ministry of Household Affairs!

In the late Hongwu period and the Jianwen period, this ban had been slightly relaxed. As a result, after Zhu Di's "Jingnan", in order to show that he was the orthodox, he resolutely restored all the gadgets that his nephew Emperor Jianwen had changed.

This "national policy" lasted for more than a hundred years.

Brother Wen didn't expect that there would be such a past event.

Lao Zhu really must avenge himself!

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Fortunately, Tobe was never his target.

Having already talked about this matter, Brother Wen took advantage of the situation and asked Yang Tinghe: "What does the censor want to ask for?"

What he is most thinking about is how to become a censor!

Yang Tinghe gave him a meaningful look.

Brother Wen felt uncomfortable when Yang Tinghe saw him, so he quickly asked: "Does it mean that there are so many requirements to be a censor?"

Yang Tinghe said with a smile: "There are quite a few. Let's not talk about ability and conduct. They all need to be carefully inspected by the Procuratorate. In terms of age alone, the ones selected are strong, stable and mature. They must be thirty years old at least.

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Brother Wen's pupils trembled.

Thirty years old! He still has twenty-one years to go!

Seeing the shock on Brother Wen's face, Yang Tinghe said: "Another point is that if your father and brother are appointed as third-rank ministers in Beijing, they cannot be ministers of science and education. In other words, if your father and your brother are already third-rank ministers by then,

If you do, you can no longer be a censor!"

This is also very easy to understand. You said that you make the decision yourself, and you promoted your nephew to be the supervisor. You still have the final say in what you want to do?

When the officials are no longer the mouthpieces of the court and the people, but become mired in party strife and become mere tools of gaming, then they lose the meaning of their existence.

Yang Tinghe looked at Brother Wen with a smile: "What's more, you, the sixth-rank Hanlin editor, have been re-appointed at least twice by then. You can't be a seventh-rank supervisor censor just based on your rank, right?"

Yang Tinghe's words were like a bolt from the blue to Brother Wen.

It is simply equivalent to rejecting the possibility of him changing his position as censor from all angles!

dream!

It’s over before it even begins!

Shocked by the bad news, Brother Wen was stunned.

In fact, before taking the exam, he also knew that if he got the top prize, his rank would be higher than that of the censor, but he had to do his best as soon as he entered the exam room. It was impossible to find a way to control the score at that juncture, right? He was not a person either.

He is a master at controlling scores. At that time, he didn’t even know what he could do in the exam!

Later, after he was awarded the official title, he took up his post directly. Thinking that he would stay at this position for nine years at least, he did not think too early about finding a job for himself in the future.

Now after listening to Yang Tinghe's analysis, he suddenly realized that his path as a censor was basically cut off.

After all, his father is now a fifth-rank official. If he works for another ten or twenty years, as long as he doesn't make a big mistake, he should be a third-rank official, right?

Even if his father retires and retires, his brother, a quasi-sage, will still be here!

How could the dignified saint Wang Yangming not even be able to become a third-grade official? It’s impossible!

It can be seen that he has no chance at all!

At that time, a note will be posted on the door of the Metropolitan Procuratorate: Wang Xiaowen is not allowed to enter!

How could this be?

Incredible!

Many people noticed that Brother Wen, who was usually energetic, had been languid all day long, looking as if he had been severely injured.

Wang Hua noticed that something was wrong with his son, so he approached him and expressed concern for a few words, only to find out that he was depressed because he would not be able to become a censor in the future.

Wang Hua knew his son's ambition very well. Seeing his appearance, he comforted him and said, "Isn't there still a chance to be promoted to academic officer?"

He also analyzed it for Brother Wen and said that the academic officer is usually concurrently held by the deputy envoy and inspector. This official can not only manage academic affairs, but also be responsible for military preparations, patrols, post missions, farming and other aspects of affairs. It is very energy-consuming.

His excessive energy and desire to satisfy his patrols.
To be continued...