Whether you are powerful these days depends on one thing: what is your status in the eyes of the old emperor?
In terms of status in the temple, Song Zhu is the chief scholar and must be higher than Yuzhu.
However, Yuzhu had an unusual influence on the old emperor.
Yuzhu recommended officials on the same day, and the old emperor issued an order on the spot to re-appoint Qin Benchu.
After the news spread, Yuzhu's reputation greatly increased. Tongfu Hutong was even more crowded with traffic and visitors.
In the inner study of He Zichang, the censor of the left deputy capital, He Zichang and Qin Benchu sat opposite each other, drinking tea and talking leisurely.
He Zichang picked up the tea cup and sighed: "I have endured decades of officialdom, and I have been born early, and I have only climbed to the rank of third-rank imperial censor of the left and deputy capital. Fortunately for you, when you first came to the capital, you were in the Hanlin Academy with the title of third-rank minister."
I am now a lecturer. Alas, this kid Yuzhu is really affectionate and righteous."
Qin Benchu nodded and sighed: "Only those with a third rank or above can sit in a four-person official sedan in this capital. I never thought that Yuzhu would dare to make the emperor angry for the sake of my dignity."
"I, a short-term uncle, am useless. I am just taking advantage of you." He Zichang kept humbling himself.
Qin Benchu secretly found it funny. If Yuzhu hadn't valued the friendship between his masters and his disciples, how could He Zichang, who didn't take pictures or give them away, be ranked as a third-grade official?
"However, when it comes to luck, in front of Senior Brother Tang, you and I have no choice but to be at a disadvantage."
Having said that, why couldn't Qin Benchu see He Zichang's proud mood?
In any case, Yuzhu was extremely kind and righteous to Qin Benchu.
If so, Qin Benchu would continue to stand with the Jiangnan scholars and openly attack Yuzhu.
Hey, we are all adults. If we stand in the wrong team and get hit by lightning, we can only blame ourselves for being stupid.
Tang Bing, He Zichang and Qin Benchu, these three are not good at flattering horses and running for official positions.
However, under the protection of Yuzhu, if they are honest and self-responsible, and do not run away or give away, they will be able to rise to the top and enjoy a generous salary.
There is only one reason, they are very lucky, they are all Yuzhu's senior teachers.
It goes without saying that Tang Bing, who is currently the Minister of the Han Dynasty of the Ministry of Rites, is Yuzhu's teacher who officially performed the apprenticeship ceremony.
He Zichang was Tang Bing's junior brother and Yuzhu's senior uncle. Without He Zichang's introduction, it would have been impossible for Jiuhua Academy to accept a Manchu banner man to study.
Qin Benchu, the chief master of Jiuhua Academy and Yuzhu’s formal mentor.
Back then, without the imperial examination secrets taught by Qin Benchu, Yuzhu would have been a few subjects behind even if he passed the imperial examination based on his true ability.
In today's officialdom, age is a treasure. If you take one slow step, you will be slow every step of the way. You must be aware of it!
When friends meet, they are extra affectionate.
Qin Benchu and He Zichang had not seen each other for more than ten years, so naturally they had endless things to talk about and old feelings.
About half an hour later, Tang Bing came.
As soon as he entered the door, Tang Bing bent down deeply, cupped his hands, bowed, and repeatedly apologized.
"Hey, to tell you the truth, my two wise brothers, my house was blocked. They couldn't see Yuzhu, so they all crowded to my place." It's okay that Tang Bing didn't explain. This explanation immediately made me laugh.
He Zichang.
"Senior brother, there used to be a lot of traffic in your place, but it's not like here, where every day the gate is full of birds, not even a ghost can be seen." He Zichang and Tang Bing have been fighting a lawsuit for decades, and they never tire of it.
Tang Bing laughed and said, "Junior brother, who dares to give you a gift? Isn't it because the birthday man hanged himself? Isn't he tired of living?"
While chatting and joking, the three of them finished their greetings and sat down again.
Because Tang Bing had the highest position and was the oldest, he naturally sat in the upper seat.
He Zichang and Qin Benchu sat down on the left and right, and everyone continued to chat.
"To be honest, the reason why I came a step late is mainly to block the people who are trying to camp on behalf of Yuzhu." Tang Bing sighed, "Actually, Yuzhu is also quite difficult, and we, the masters, need a lot of help.
That’s what you do.”
He Zichang nodded and said: "Yes, at Yuzhu's status, if he forms a party, the consequences will definitely be worse than Suo'etu. But.
How can a hero be without wings?"
This statement has a lot of meaning.
However, the three people present were all well-read scholars and understood the subtext without any effort.
He Zichang said in a cryptic way that the old emperor's days were numbered and Yuzhu could not openly form a clique. They and other senior officials should secretly help accumulate strength.
As the saying goes, a duck paddles but there is no trace on the water.
He Zichang is actually much smarter than Tang Bing, but his temper is too upright, and he cannot rub too much sand into his eyes, and his words can easily poke his lungs and trachea.
Although Qin Benchu has never been an official and has a bit of a nerdy attitude, he is by no means a fool.
To be honest, Qin Benchu came to the capital to raise an army to question his crimes. It must have been the Jiangnan family that forced him to come.
Yuzhu knew this, but deliberately recommended Qin Benchu, just to tell Jiangnan Shilin: You alone dare to provoke our master-disciple relationship, don't dream about it, just accept it!
Of course, Yuzhu fully expected that after Qin Benchu quickly obtained the official position, people from Jiangnan would come to visit him.
Well, it would be best to let Qin Benchu be the link between Yuzhu and Jiangnan Shilin, so that they can communicate with each other and work hard to perform well!
As the saying goes, a dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, but a rabbit bites in a hurry.
To drive more than a thousand scholars and gentry from the south of the Yangtze River to a dead end is to show that they are not clear-headed.
It should be noted that boiling frogs in warm water is the right approach.
These days, it is inevitable to bully the superiors without hiding the truth from the inferiors.
Before coming to He Mansion, Tang Bing actually went to see Yuzhu.
Yuzhu gave the opportunity and asked Tang Bing to come forward to persuade Qin Benchu and act as a bridge of communication.
After consultation, Tang Bing and Qin Benchu reached a consensus, and the specific plan would definitely not have written content.
【In view of the general environment,
That's a typical case of doing nothing and not dying!
The dinner ended happily, and Tang Bing and He Zichang saw off Qin Benchu side by side.
After returning to the inner study, He Zichang waved away all the servants.
Tang Bing twisted his beard and smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "Junior brother, be careful about Qin Benchu, this person comes with bad intentions."
He Zichang touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Senior brother, as long as he doesn't openly form cliques, I can pretend not to see him."
Tang Bing couldn't help but smile. He Zichang is a truly smart man.
Not openly forming a party, these words describe the secret of the political world that Yuzhu always stood firm in the later years of Kangxi.
"If Qin Benchu dares to use the banner of Zhu'er to win over people's hearts, hey, I haven't written a bullet in a long time!" He Zichang's words made Tang Bing very satisfied.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the old emperor's days are numbered.
Only when Yuzhu stands firm in the future court can people like them have a good life!
If Yuzhu falls, every one of them, including Tang Bing and He Zichang, will be liquidated by their political opponents.
The temple struggle has always been a zero-sum game. You have it and I don’t have it, and we will fight to the death.
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