Traitors of the Manchu dynasty, why do you make me an emperor through the ages Chapter 163 Curse the ancestors of the Minister of Rites! Young people to rectify the official atmos
Chapter 163 Curse the ancestors of the Minister of Rites! Young people to rectify the official atmos
The imperial dynasty gave scholars many preferential treatment, but also imposed some restrictions on them.
For example, scholars are not allowed to take charge of litigation, scholars are not allowed to speak on national affairs, etc...
Of course, these regulations were basically formulated by civil servants who were scholars. People are always fickle. As much as the civil servants during their study days liked to talk about state affairs, now they hate scholars talking about state affairs.
Scholars like to do all the eulogies and encourage people to appeal, so the tasks of local officials will be even more arduous.
When scholars talk about state affairs, the direction of public opinion will continue to change, and the adults in the court will no longer be able to let things go according to their own ideas...
Of course, it's okay to talk privately, and basically no one will care.
But when it comes time to punish someone, the officials will bring out this rule and teach you a lesson called autocracy.
It's the right time now at the Deer Ming Banquet.
Golden chrysanthemums were in full bloom, and the autumn breeze was refreshing. In the magnificent courtyard of Feiyuntang, the servants were so frightened by the scene that they hid in the distance.
Only an old servant wearing a green hat and a fake beard looked down upon this and followed Li Qian.
The people in front gathered together and divided into two groups.
But now the tense atmosphere has been reduced a lot, just because a group of officials are here in front.
"Have you forgotten the rule that scholars should not talk about state affairs?"
Before He Zhu, the promotion official of Jingzhao Mansion, could speak, Liu Ting, the promotion official of Jingcheng, pointed at the numerous candidates with an angry look on his face: "Not only are they violating the prohibition, they are also making a lot of noise and fighting at this deer-crowing banquet!"
Although he spoke in a stern voice, the general public had few reactions.
The academic officer, also known as the academic administrator, is in charge of the imperial examinations and all government affairs of the school. He can also supervise the local officials to promote the school.
This official position has great binding force on children and scholars, and one word can almost determine their life or death.
But when it comes to the promotion stage, the candidates themselves can go to the staff department to wait for vacancies. They are the reserve team of officials.
In this way, the academic officer's binding force on them will be much smaller.
Liu Ting looked at these indifferent Juren and was secretly angry, but there was nothing he could do against them.
"Tell me the truth about what's going on!"
The leader, the old Feipao official, spoke. His name was Zhou Cang. He was the Fu Cheng of Jingzhao Mansion, also known as Tongzhi. He was a fourth-rank official and the second-left official of Jingzhao Yin.
Before the many people in front of him could start making noises, he looked at Yan Zhenqing in the crowd and said in a deep voice: "Jie Yuanlang, please tell me what you just said again."
"Yes, Lord Ling Yin."
In fact, Fu Cheng was only the second official of Jing Zhaoyin, and only Jing Zhaoyin himself could be called Ling Yin.
But this has always been the rule for calling Zuo Er. Just like when a deputy county magistrate comes, you have to call him the county magistrate. If you add a subtitle...then someone will remember it.
Yan Zhenqing bowed his hands respectfully to Zhou Cang and said, "As soon as the student arrived, I heard this friend talking about my brother in the crowd, saying that he sent a big ship from Xingyang, transported it to the capital, and sent him to the Ministry of Rites..."
He recounted what he had just seen and heard one by one without adding any emotion.
The officials' faces twitched as they listened to his words.
The Ministry of Rites is also involved? It is implied that the Ministry of Rites took bribes?
Everyone glanced at the officials from the Ministry of Etiquette who came with them this time, and found that their faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"...This person also said that the people in Xingyang know that my brother is corrupt." Yan Zhenqing's face became serious and he continued to repeat.
The Xingyang Juren suddenly stood up again, interrupted Yan Zhenqing loudly and said: "Then I kicked him!"
The T-faced Juren and the other Juren from other places all glared at him, but before the officials could scold him for interrupting, the Xingyang Juren straightened his neck and shouted loudly: "Prefect Yan is known to be a good official in Xingyang!
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"This guy is not from Xingyang. He spread rumors at this deer-minging banquet and ruined the reputation of Governor Yan. As a Xingyang person, I can't stand it!"
Yan Zhenqing bowed gratefully to him, and then said to Zhou Cang: "Afterwards, I will wait for the two sides to debate, and the adults will come."
All the officials wanted to plug their ears and complained secretly about Zhou Cang.
You really have nothing to do, why do you ask so clearly about this kind of thing? Can't you just touch the lake and get through?
Now I understand the question, but how do you judge it?
Many officials also set their sights on Zhou Cang, simply because he was the highest-ranking official present.
Zhou Cang's mouth felt dry, and he realized the problem at this moment.
"What did Jie Yuanlang say? Does anyone else have anything to add?" He looked at the candidates present, and other officials also scanned the group of candidates.
After a while, no one said anything, and Zhou Cang nodded slowly.
He seemed to be in a stable position, but in fact he was as panicked as an old dog. Taking advantage of this ink-blot time, his brain was working hard and he was already thinking about what to do.
The old eunuch lowered his head, took a few steps forward, came to the side of Xingyang Juren, and quietly pulled his sleeve.
"you……"
The thick-browed and big-eyed Xingyang Juren thought he had encountered some kind of character like Duan Xiu, and was startled, and subconsciously wanted to scream out.
"Shh~"
The old eunuch put his index finger in front of his mouth and hurriedly motioned for him to stop speaking: "Come here~"
He waved his hand and said, "Come here, someone wants me to tell you something."
Everyone was paying attention to Zhou Cang's actions, but no one except Yan Zhenqing noticed what was going on here.
"you……"
The Xingyang Juren looked the old eunuch up and down, with hesitation and distrust written all over his face.
"hurry up."
The old eunuch frowned slightly: "I won't harm you, don't leave any marks."
When the judge saw him like this, he felt a little frightened in his heart for some reason, and subconsciously turned his head towards him.
The old eunuch whispered a few words in his ear, and then backed away without any hesitation.
On the contrary, the judge's eyes widened and he froze on the spot, unable to say anything for a moment.
"Since the incident started today, both sides of you are at fault!"
Zhou Cang stuttered for a long time, and finally came out with these few words: "However, today is the banquet of Lu Ming. In order to show the friendship between relatives who were born in the same year, I will give you a lighter punishment."
"Your name..." He turned around and looked at the T-faced man.
"Student Tian Lang." Tian Lang, who had a T-shaped face, replied timidly.
"You slandered the imperial officials, and even fabricated rumors to slander the imperial court..."
Zhou Cang spoke sternly and looked at the scholar named Tian Langhui with an unkind expression.
His original intention may be to exaggerate the crime a little first, scare this guy well, and make him be more honest in the future, and then give him a lighter sentence.
But unexpectedly, it seemed that the crime was too serious. Tian Langhui was so frightened that he almost sat down on the ground and shouted in panic: "It's unjust! Sir! This is not made up by students. Who in the whole capital doesn't know this?"
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"Even your lords must have known about it for a long time!"
Many officials' faces turned green. Who knew this already?
Can you please stop talking nonsense?
Even the officials from the Ministry of Rites, who had just been holding back their anger and wanted to teach this kid a lesson, looked at Tian Lang as if they were avoiding him, saying in their hearts that they must stay away from this kid.
If he didn't keep a distance, with his stupidity, he might splash someone else when he fell into the water.
"Who knows?"
Zhou Cang looked at him angrily: "Others don't know, but I have never heard of such rumors!"
"Sir, you must know!"
Tian Lang was dumbfounded when he replied: "Everyone of my age here knows that, and all of you adults..."
"shut up!"
Zhou Cang interrupted him solemnly: "Don't make random guesses about other people's intentions!
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"You made a big mistake. Instead of repenting, you are now quarreling with court officials with the intention of forming a clique! Be careful, I will report to the court to remove you from your career and send you to the Ministry of Punishment for trial!"
In fact, there were many people who wanted to help Tian Lang, but after hearing this, they all suppressed their words.
Expelled from office? Sent to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for trial?
So serious??
Li Qian listened with interest from behind the crowd. In fact, he really wanted Tian Langhui to continue talking so that he could hear what other officials were involved.
But Zhou Cang's handling method was acceptable.
Having frightened Tian Langhui, who was the leader, with serious consequences, others must not dare to spread such rumors again.
Seeing that everyone was frightened, Zhou Cang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and his expression softened a bit.
Perhaps he was afraid of scaring Tian Lang back, so he didn't say anything about punishment: "Today is the time of the deer roaring banquet. It should be a day of celebration, so don't say anything else!"
"Tian Lang, please come to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion after the banquet. I want to talk to you. I will definitely not let these rumors spread again in the future!"
Many officials breathed a sigh of relief. According to the selfless thoughts of the dead Taoist friends but not the poor Taoists, this is obviously a good thing.
Only Tian Langhui was injured today. It seems that Mr. Zhou will definitely have a good fight with him when he goes back.
"I..." Tian Lang's thin face was a little pale, and his mouth was open for a moment not knowing what to say.
"Master Zhou is too harsh."
A burst of laughter came from the door, and many ministers and officials turned their heads to look over.
Li Qian also turned around and looked around. When he saw the two people coming in, he pulled Lu Bu and the old eunuch and lowered their heads a little, for fear of being recognized.
The higher the status of an official, the more he likes to put on airs.
The order of arrival at the Deer Ming Banquet is also part of the frame.
The person who arrives last is always the person with the highest official position.
The door with a bronze flower and animal head knocker was opened, and two imposing officials in scarlet robes appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.
"The lower official pays homage to Song Budang, Wang Lingyin."
All the officials cheered and leaned forward to salute, and the people in charge also responded to salute.
"Why are you so polite?"
The person walking in front with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face was Song Qiaonian, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites.
Behind him, those with indifferent expressions were Jing Zhaoyin and Wang Jin.
Song Qiaonian walked slowly forward with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Just now, I and Wang Lingyin happened to be nearby and heard what you said."
"The imperial dynasty has always given preferential treatment to scholars. Master Zhou's statement that he intends to form a party is a bit harsh."
There were a few small drops of sweat hanging on Zhou Cang's forehead, and he hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Song Budang, this is the fault of the lower official."
Song Qiaonian smiled and shook his head. Amidst the respectful and fearful eyes of everyone, he walked up to Tian Lang before he turned around. He paused for half a step, then continued to walk forward and sat on the main seat in front of the hall.
Seeing this, other officials followed him and took their seats.
This is the first time that the Juren people have seen this kind of situation. Just now, Master Zhou Cang was still here talking with all his words, and with just a few words, Tian Lang, who was also the Juren, was so frightened that he could hardly stand.
But now, in front of the high-ranking Minister Song, he was being trained like a grandson, and he could only listen to what others said.
Before entering the officialdom, everyone was taught a lesson by this strict hierarchy of officials. Naturally, they were still in shock. They sat down behind the table one by one, either thoughtfully or lost.
The tables here are all numbered, and there will be as many tables as there are candidates who have passed the examination.
Fortunately, Lu Bu had considered this before and had already sent money to the servants in the garden to help him get two more.
At this time, Li Qian and Lu were also fishing in troubled waters and found a remote table to sit down.
As for the old eunuch... he could only stand aside and pretend to be a follower.
In front of the hall, Song Qiaonian sat at the main seat, picked up the white jade-like porcelain cup on the table, took a sip, and looked at the many officials and officials present with a smile.
"Lu Ming today, first of all I would like to congratulate you all!"
"You are all the pillars of my career. Now that we are old, our country will still have to rely on young talents like you to rise in the future."
Many candidates were flattered by his compliments.
Song Qiaonian smiled again and said: "Just now, Mr. Zhou said a few words to you, and the words were a bit harsh. You don't need to take it too seriously."
"The imperial dynasty favors scholars, and the common people on the street may have a few chats after tea and dinner. As civil servants, you will be appointed officials sooner or later. You have already gained half an official status. Naturally, you don't need to be too restrained when discussing court affairs. "
"Otherwise, people say, the more you pass the imperial examination, the more you become a prickly person and don't dare to speak."
Song Qiaonian's words caused a lot of laughter, and the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed.
Even though it was late autumn, it was like a spring breeze blowing by, making everyone feel relieved.
But on the other hand, Zhou Cang, who was sitting next to him, had a slightly red face and was extremely embarrassed. Jingzhao Yin and Wang Jin were sitting on the side, like a Buddha statue, saying nothing and doing nothing.
Lu Bu stared at Song Qiaonian who was smiling like a spring breeze in front of him, covered his mouth and said to Li Qian: "Master, I think the person who is spreading news in the city, even if it is not him, is definitely inseparable from him!"
Li Qian raised his head like a normal man, as if he was also amused by Song Qiaonian's words.
Now everyone is raising their heads and smiling. If he was the only one to lower his head, it would be a guilty conscience, which would be more conspicuous.
"I know it well."
With a polite smile on his face, Li Qian nodded lightly.
Song Qiaonian is Cai Jing's in-law, so Cai Jing probably can't run away?
Are Cai Jing and Qin Hui behind this incident?
There are no permanent friends or permanent enemies in the officialdom. Everything should be based on interests.
Even though Qin Hui and Cai Jing were fighting to the death before, now that they have a common idea, they might unite...
Song Qiaonian waited for the person below to finish laughing, and then continued: "It's just a joke, you are all in the same year of this department. When you become an official in the future, you will naturally be the closest people."
Naturally, the scholars these days have not carried guns together or drifted together... The latter may still exist, but it doesn't mean anything, they can only be fair-weather friends.
For scholars, the closest relations are nothing more than three kinds of relationships, which are the so-called three relatives in officialdom: fellow villagers, classmates, and the same year.
The smile on Song Qiaonian's face gradually faded. He looked around at the numerous candidates and sighed, "But what you all did today makes me very disappointed."
"Looking at today's actions, how can you support each other and make progress together in the future?"
Many officials secretly slandered, thinking, wasn't it always like this in the past? Didn't people still form gangs?
But of course no one dared to object to Song Budang's words. Everyone just kept their heads down and drank tea.
Song Qiaonian looked at the many people present here sadly: "Of course we are as close as brothers in the same age, and sometimes we are even closer than your brothers."
"Back then, I was very close to many people who were in the same year and supported each other. Even now, I still have many contacts and letters with those who were in the same year as the provincial examination."
"I hope you will remember this lesson and keep in touch with me in the future. Never engage in such tit-for-tat confrontation again. It will hurt your relatives and make your enemies happy."
Regardless of whether they believed it or not, all the people bowed their heads in agreement.
"That's what Master Budo taught you!"
"Students are taught!"
"Today's lesson, students will keep it in mind..."
Song Qiaonian nodded and turned to Yan Zhenqing, who was sitting in the front: "Xie Yuanlang!"
"The students are here." Yan Zhenqing stood up respectfully.
Song Qiaonian stared at him, unable to hear any emotion in his voice: "You are the leader of Jinke Jieyuan, and you are also the rightful leader of the same year, and you must shoulder this responsibility!"
"Now that your classmates are making a big fuss at the Deer Ming Banquet, you should stop it in time, mediate, put the overall situation first, and ease the relationship between your classmates as soon as possible, instead of letting a group of classmates make noise in front of them."
"For the follow-up, you can communicate with Tian Lang and ask him to apologize to you, or else, you can discuss how to understand this private matter!"
"Only when you are broad-minded and open to all rivers can you become a great weapon. You can solve all problems in one subject. I am very optimistic about you, but don't let me down!"
Many officials from the Ministry of Rites looked at Song Qiaonian with a bit of astonishment in their eyes.
Why do all the buttocks of my family members turn outward?
Just now, Tian Lang replied, alluding to the fact that our Ministry of Etiquette took money to help people cheat in exams!
Even though we really did it, we can’t let others say it!
But if Song Qiaonian didn't say anything, they wouldn't be able to remind them. Song Budang came late, so he might not have heard what he said...
In addition to them, many officials laughed and echoed: "Yes, Yan Jieyuan, how much does the minister value you?"
"The sea is open to all rivers! Great! We should be such generous people as we can solve all the problems in one subject!"
"With Song Budang's good intentions, Mr. Xie Yuan's career will surely be smooth sailing!"
"Haha, today's incident between Song Butang and Jie Yuanlang will definitely become a good story if word spreads about it!"
"Why don't you quickly thank Mr. Butang?"
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The officials laughed and agreed. This kind of behavior is normal in officialdom.
It's just that all the candidates, especially those who helped Yan Zhenqing speak before, are a little uncomfortable.
Yan Zhenqing's face trembled slightly, and he bowed to Song Qiaonian and said, "Thank you, Mr. Butang." Then he sat back.
Li Qian kept watching with cold eyes and could not help but sigh that it was a good trick.
It is not too easy for a court official to control these young and talented people, or to control a Jieyuan.
First of all, he was labeled as the leader of the current imperial examination, and then he made an awe-inspiring statement and put the overall situation first. The conflict between Yan Zhenqing and Tian Langhui was turned into a private matter, while the many feelings of the same year were classified as official matters.
If Yan Zhenqing persists in his entanglement, he will be using one person's private affairs to hinder the official affairs of the examiners and hinder the unity of the examiners.
In this way, even if Yan Zhenqing disagrees, it will not make sense.
But is this really a private matter?
Tian Langhui told the public about Yan Gaoqing's raids on the people and the arrival of large ships in Beijing, and received the support of so many people.
With so many people involved, how can this be considered a private matter?
After Song Qiaonian finished talking about Yan Zhenqing, he glanced at the numerous officials and asked, "Who just took action?"
"It's me."
The Xingyang Juzi stood up straight.
Song Qiaonian frowned slightly: "What's your name?"
"Student Zheng Guan!" The Xingyang candidate looked at Song Qiaonian without any fear.
A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Song Qiaonian's mouth, he picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip.
A gust of autumn wind passed through the courtyard, bringing a slight coolness.
However, many officials seemed to have noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere. They all shrank their heads and sat in their seats like quails, even breathing quietly.
"Master Budo."
Zhou Cang was so suffocated that he couldn't help but look at him and said, "Although Zheng Guan acted impulsively, it was not just the passion of a young man."
"In my opinion, it would be better if we put this matter aside first and let him reconcile with Tian Lang later."
Song Qiaonian did not comment, just stared at the tea cup in his hand, silently, as if thinking about this matter.
The flow of people passing through the hospital seemed to have stopped, and the surrounding officials felt that the atmosphere was extremely oppressive and moved uneasily.
Many candidates felt the aura of such a high-ranking official for the first time, and even their breathing slowed down.
Song Qiaonian suddenly moved, slowly put down the tea cup, shook his head gently, and sighed: "Master Zhou."
"Many times, national affairs are ruined by this impulse."
The tight bowstring suddenly loosened, and instead of relaxing, the atmosphere became even more tense.
Many officials understood what he meant and became extremely nervous.
Song Qiaonian looked up at Zheng Guan, with a bit of regret on his face, and said calmly: "Although Tian Langhui's words are inappropriate, this is a deer-crowing banquet, and it is a time for people of the same age to show their goodwill."
"But in a civilized place, you are attacking people of the same age with fists and kicks. How is it so insulting to the civilized people and filthy to others?"
"Zheng Guan, if you still think that we are of the same year, you should immediately apologize to Tian Lang and seek his forgiveness."
Zheng Guan just kicked Tian Lang back. Logically speaking, he is the kind of person with a bad temper.
But at this moment, he was not angry, but slightly cupped his hands: "Student refuses!"
Before many of the officials who were blowing their beards and staring could get angry, Zheng Guan added: "Sir, the student has a question and is about to ask your lord for advice."
Song Qiaonian showed no emotion or anger on his face, but he didn't say a word.
Zheng Guan didn't care, he just thought about himself and said: "All the people in my country say that the county magistrate is the official of his parents, and they even call the county magistrate the father-in-law."
"Prefect Yan is working diligently in Xingyang. This flood has killed countless people. The people of Xingyang are all grateful for the kindness of my husband and ancestors!"
"I dare to ask, sir, is there anyone in the world who can make others humiliate his father-in-law without expressing anger?"
Many officials were startled and held back their words.
This question is indeed somewhat difficult to determine.
Not to mention Grandpa, even if someone publicly scolded my parents on such an occasion, it would be an undying hatred.
This is much more serious than being scolded yourself.
If you continue to do nothing, it will be unfilial, and it will become a major stain in your life!
Li Qian sat on the outside and smiled slightly.
Song Qiaonian's moral kidnapping may be able to deal with a true gentleman like Yan Zhenqing.
But for someone with a rough temperament like Zheng Guan, it's not easy.
At the top of the list, Song Qiaonian's impatience flashed across his face, but before he could say anything, another person stood out from the crowd.
"Zheng Tongnian's words are wrong!"
Li Qian turned around and looked around, but was startled when he saw the person.
This man's appearance is very distinctive, with a round forehead, a pointed chin, small and narrow eyes, sluggish eyebrows, and slightly protruding teeth.
Li Qian recognized it at a glance. Isn't this Huang Chao?
He hadn't spoken for so long, why did he suddenly pop up?
Huang Chao didn't wait for anyone else to say anything, he cupped his hands to Zheng Guan and said, "In the same year of Zheng, the Deer Ming Banquet was..."
"I just have one question!"
Zheng Guan smiled disdainfully and interrupted him loudly: "If I call your grandfather now, can you forgive me?"
"I..." Huang Chao's face suddenly turned red and he was speechless!
Of course he can't say he forgives Zheng Guan, otherwise how can he still mess around in the future?
Many officials and officials looked at this scene and felt sorry for Huang Chao.
You say you are fine, why do you stand up and show off?
Who can notice you if you don't speak?
Now that I am stuck here, I am in a dilemma. I am not human in any way.
Lu Bu whispered to Li Qian: "Master, this Zheng Guan is not bad!"
Li Qian chuckled and nodded in approval.
But maybe Zheng Guan didn't praise him enough, or maybe Li Qian and Lu Bu's poisonous milk was too effective. As soon as Zheng Guan finished attacking Huang Chao, he proudly continued to fire.
He smiled disdainfully at Huang Chao, then turned to look at Song Qiaonian above.
"Song Budang!"
"Don't say it's me, if someone insults your grandfather now, will you forgive him?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was dumbfounded.
After the shock, all the officials became anxious. They stood up and glared at him angrily. They shouted with pale faces: "How dare you! How dare you disrespect the Lord of the Ministry!"
"For such an insult to the lord of the ministry, I shall be deprived of my honor and will never use it again!"
"How audacious! How dare you be disrespectful to the great lord Gongzu..."
Everyone was extremely anxious, almost more anxious than their own grandfather being scolded.
Only two people did not move, one was Jingzhao Yin Wangjin, and the other was Zhou Cang.
The former sipped the tea silently, as if he hadn't heard anything, while the latter looked at Zheng Guan with dumbfounded eyes.
Just now he was speaking for Zheng Guan, but he didn't expect that Zheng Guan would make such wild remarks now!
Everyone looked at this old man in astonishment, not expecting him to be so violent.
"Good boy, you have some courage."
Lu Bu suppressed his excited voice and stared at Zheng Guan with a pair of bull's eyes, wishing that he was him, facing the storm of all the officials.
Li Qian smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was not a good thing.
Among the crowd, Zheng Guan seemed not to have expected that his words would attract so many accusations.
But he was a straight-tempered man. When he saw the attitude of these officials, he expressed that he did not want to coddle them.
Of course, in the eyes of many people, this is an act of breaking a jar and throwing it away.
"What's so disrespectful about this?"
He stiffened his neck, stared back at the green-robed officials who yelled the most fiercely, and said confidently: "I was just making a metaphor, and no one has ever really insulted the ancestor of the department!"
All the officials will faint and die. You are trying to compare yourself to your own parents and ancestors!
How can anyone use the leader's ancestors as an analogy for fun?
You still ride the horse and say, "Don't say it's me, even if it's the lord of the club..."? The co-author, the lord of the club, is even worse than you??
Young man, can you survive in the officialdom with your enlightenment?
Song Qiaonian's face was already as dark as water, and he almost lost his breath when he heard this. He gently stroked his chest, and the colorful embroidered peacock patch on his gauze scarlet robe fluttered its wings.
"Sir, please speak!"
Zheng Guan looked at him and shouted loudly: "Surely the Lord will not just sit back and watch others humiliate his grandfather, right?"
"In this case, isn't it true that the students made no mistakes? The mistakes are just repeated in the field!"
"Bold! Bold!"
A man in a green robe of unknown rank was furious and banged the table, as if he was the father-in-law of the Lord and the one being scolded was him.
"Bold maniac! Take it down quickly! Get rid of him and give him fame!"
"Get it done! Do you think I care enough about you to be a bad candidate?"
Zheng Guan was even more free and easy. He pinched the round collar of his black silk robe with both hands and pulled it from the middle. The robe, which represented the identity of the emperor, was torn in half and fell to the ground!
Then Zheng Guan turned around and strode towards the door!
Many people present were shocked by this scene. This guy is so powerful!
Yan Zhenqing stood up with a red face and was about to chase him.
"Wait a minute."
Song Qiaonian suddenly spoke, and the officers and soldiers at the door hurriedly stopped Zheng Guan, and Yan Zhenqing also stopped.
"It's just a metaphor."
Song Qiao young shook his head lightly: "As Zheng Guan said, I am also a human being. If others can be compared to others, I can naturally be compared to myself."
"I just asked Xie Yuanlang to be open-minded and broad-minded. How can we punish Zheng Guan for this at this time?"
"But……"
All the officials were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the minister could be so generous!
Isn’t it necessary to accept all rivers and ask for others?
This word can actually be used to demand oneself??
How fresh!
With a slight smile on his face, Song Qiaonian looked at Zheng Guan in front of him: "Zheng Xiaolian, come back and sit down quickly. Sir Liu just made a joke, why should you take it seriously?"
"Really?"
Zheng Guan looked at him suspiciously.
"You..." Many officials were really about to faint now and couldn't stand it any longer.
Do you want your boss to write you a receipt on the spot?
"Of course."
Song Qiaonian stared at Zheng Guan and said with a faint smile on his face: "Speaking of which, you are from Xingyang. I happen to know a few friends of the Zheng family in Xingyang. We call them brothers and we have very good friendships. Maybe they are your elders."
"Why would I care about this matter with you?"
Most of the people did not understand the meaning, but many officials felt chilled in their hearts.
Relationships require equality of status, let alone brotherhood?
People from the Zheng family who could be acquainted with high-ranking officials like Song Budang must have held high positions. The Zheng family in Xingyang was highly respected, and they were all elders of the clan.
And what about Zheng Guan?
At such a young age, he did not take the Qiuwei exam in Yuzhou, the home base of the Zheng family, but had to go to the capital to take the exam. He must be just a sideline kid who is not very popular!
Would the Zheng family offend a high-ranking official like Song Butang for such a young branch disciple?
It's simply impossible!
The clear meaning of Song Budang's words is that if you don't obey me, not only will you not be able to survive in the capital, let alone return to your hometown to find another way out!