Chapter 97: Selecting talents and promoting ministers (2)
Ming Huiguang was sitting in a dark room. He didn't light a candle or open a window. The papers and pens on the table were scattered in a mess, and there were only bursts of rapid crackling sounds in his ears.
Suddenly, the noise stopped, and a ray of white light penetrated from outside the door, shining directly on his face.
"Who?" Ming Huiguang asked as he opened his eyes.
Cui Yi walked in and saw Master Ming sitting upright, not in charge of the affairs, only twisting a string of pear wood beads in his hand. He did not dare to look at it more, and bowed respectfully: "You may not be very
You know me, I am the son of Cui Shilang, named Cui Yi, nicknamed He Xun. I am preparing to take over the post of head of the Criminal Department. I have been ordered by Master Ye to come here to pay homage to the superior."
Ming Huiguang let go and put down the beads, and replied coldly: "Mr. Cui, it's a pleasure to meet you. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Sir, do you believe in Buddhism?" Cui Yi walked up to him and asked with a smile.
"Bah! Why do I believe in this?" This question irritated him for some reason, and when he saw him saying seriously, "I come from a famous Confucian family, and all I study are classics. I only seek the right way. This Buddhist school is a heretic from a foreign country.
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It is easy to talk about the heretical theory of reincarnation, which contradicts the Taoism. However, those who are not good at academics like to confuse the two and confuse people's hearts. We, the officials, must adhere to pure Confucianism, but talk about the nature of the mind.
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"That's the villain's fault," Cui Yi quickly apologized, "but I see you are holding a string of Buddhist beads, I wonder...why?"
"I am feeling a little anxious," Ming Huiguang said, turning the bead again, "I just want to calm down for a while."
"Do you have any other business to report?" He never tired of such pleasantries.
"It's nothing official, I just want to show you that you look familiar, and I hope I can help you in the future."
Ming Huiguang said: "Shilang Cui treats me well, I will take care of you. I wonder what your current position is? If you have any questions about official matters, I can also help you."
"I have no job."
"Huh?" Ming Huiguang hesitated for a moment, "Your father has become such a high official, so you should be blessed. So you won the Jinshi?"
"I am a scholar for the time being, so why should I be considered a Jinshi?"
"Scholar?" Minghui looked up at him, a look of displeasure appeared on his face, "How can a scholar get an official position if he doesn't take the exam for merit?"
When Cui Yi was so satisfied, he could not hear Ming Huiguang's doubts, and immediately turned serious: "Sir, this is arranged by Ye Shangshu, how can I interfere?"
Ming Huiguang looked at him straightly and said, "Don't you have any self-awareness? Relying on a different path to become an official is an unhealthy trend and has tarnished the family. Isn't it a trivial matter? You, the younger generation, if you don't put self-cultivation and morality as your top priority,
, how can you inherit the legacy of a noble family and set an example for a party? I advise you to put aside these unreasonable thoughts, take the imperial examination honestly, and memorize the words of the sages a few times."
Cui Yi became more and more angry at what he said, and his face turned red from suppressing it. He immediately made an unconvinced bow and said: "I am still a commoner. I know how to listen to Ye Shangshu's orders, and I know how to listen to the emperor, but I don't know so much.
What a great truth!" After saying this, he turned around and walked out without caring about the other party's reaction.
Ming Huiguang didn't get too angry. After snorting disdainfully, he still took the beads and muttered to himself: "Master Ye is really confused... How can such a frivolous person be worthy of such a heavy responsibility..."
In the dark night, the window paper of Ye Yongjia's study was still shining with red light. It seemed that he did not intend to return home tonight. All the officials had dispersed at this time, and the courtyard was very quiet. Cai Xianqing came from
The official took a candle and slowly walked over to see him.
"What kind of memorial are you writing?" Cai Xianqing pushed the candle in front of the desk, and the surrounding area became even brighter.
Ye Yongjia was holding the brush and placing it on the inkstone when he suddenly felt his cheeks became warmer. He turned around and looked at him, "As you said before, please give Cui Longhuai a posthumous gift."
"This matter can be put aside for now," Cai Xianqing sat aside. "I just asked about some news about the Ministry of Education. They will elect provincial ministers tomorrow."
"Really?" Ye Yongjia's face was expressionless, but the pen in his hand stayed for a moment. When he lowered his head, he saw that the stroke was too heavy and the ink spread out on the paper.
"I think Tongpao Chen is really wary of us," Cai Xianqing said. "Su Zongshan is a person with no independent opinions. He must be the one leading this sudden meeting. Now the Liu Party has been destroyed."
, the oil and water in it are almost complete, and it has all the merits.
The reward must be different from the previous one. The quick selection must be to take advantage of the time when people's hearts are still stable to recruit two confidants to consolidate their own power. It is helpless to take the initiative to be controlled by them. We also have no choice.
The only thing I can do is to think of a way through the night and take advantage of the situation."
"There is no other strategy. The most important thing is to choose one quickly." Ye Yongjia looked at the handwriting on the memorial paper, sighed regretfully, and crumpled the memorial paper into a paper ball. "Who do you think we recommend? How about choosing one by one?"
You come."
Cai Xianqing suddenly laughed: "I was born as an actor. Although I have changed my status, I have no good reputation in the eyes of scholars and cannot go further. What's more, I am already so old and my bones are no longer strong. How many years can I last?
I can’t say for sure in a year. We need to choose someone who is both famous and loyal to Tinglong, but now that the party has just begun, it’s hard to find talented people.”
"Now... I'm afraid only Ming Huiguang is suitable," Ye Yongjia held his chin and thought, "He is actually a bit reluctant. This person is strict with himself, conscientious, and a good person who handles official duties. Unfortunately, his thoughts tend to be extreme and wander.
I'm afraid there won't be a good relationship among those old foxes. In terms of loyalty... there's no way of knowing."
"No matter what, let him go first," Cai Xianqing waved his sleeves, "If it really doesn't work, we can prepare a backup plan, such as letting Cui Yi restrain him..."
"Master Ye, it's me!" The person outside knocked on the door three times, and it was Ming Huiguang's voice.
Cai Xianqing was so frightened that she immediately stopped talking and went to the door and asked, "Why haven't you gone back yet? Do you want to stay here with us for one night?"
"No, I'll give Ye Shangshu something, say a few words, and then leave."
Cai Xianqing pushed the door open and saw that Ming Huiguang still had the same melancholy face. He clenched a piece of letter paper with trembling hands, saluted hastily, then strode in, and knelt down on the ground to meet Ye Yongjia.
Both knees were firmly attached to the ground.
"What are you doing?" Ye Yongjia was frightened by his huge formation.
Ming Huiguang held up the letter and shed tears with emotion: "I want to ask Mr. Ye to take back the money to get rid of the unhealthy trend... That Cui Yi, you can't give him such a special treatment! Once such a person once