Chapter 548 The old man knows that he needs the old man when he believes in the king
Changfeng turned around and glanced at the dancers, turned around and cupped his fists at Dongfang Jun and said, "You're welcome, son!"
Dongfang Jun was in a good mood, nodded, then got up and walked towards the back room.
The old slave hurried up and asked: "Master?"
Dongfang Jun said: "Changfeng will choose two first, and let the remaining one bring me breakfast in the morning."
The old slave responded respectfully: "Yes!"
The next morning.
As soon as Dongfang Jun got up from his bed and fragrant soft blanket, he heard the old slave's voice outside the door.
"Master, someone is coming from the palace."
"Let him wait."
Dongfang Jun packed up things unhurriedly, and walked to the lobby half an hour later, and said to Jin Hu, who had been waiting for a long time: "Eunuch, I have been waiting for a long time. I have known Eunuch Lu for many years, and I have some impressions of you. Could it be that you are him?"
Favorite adopted son’s golden pot?”
Since serving the emperor, Jin Hu has changed a lot. Naturally, he feels resentful about waiting for such a long time. However, Dongfang Jun's compliments gave him nowhere to vent his anger. Even though he knew that Dongfang Jun's words were kind words.
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When Dongfang Jun and Lu Lu got to know each other, did he take more care?
How could Dongfang Jun remember?
It's just that now that he is with the emperor, his reputation has become great, and there are very few people who don't know him.
Jin Hu had a lively mind. After thinking for a moment, he knew that Dongfang Jun's comeback this time was not a trivial matter. He might suddenly become a very important figure. He did not dare to neglect, and tried his best to squeeze out a forced smile that was not easily noticed and said: "Big
What did Zong Zheng say? Although the younger one is here to convey the imperial edict, the elder Zong Zheng is the elder, so even if he has to wait for a whole day, it is still appropriate."
Dongfang Jun immediately knelt down and said sincerely: "Old minister, please listen."
Dongfang Jun's posture made Jin Hu even less able to be emotional. He cleared his throat and said: "In response to Tian's timing, and by Ziming's orders, Da Zongzheng Dongfang Jun has worked hard and made great achievements. He is full of talents and knowledge. Now that the imperial examination is about to take place, the empire is employing people.
At this time, when it is time to use wise men, talented people cannot be left idle, and virtuous people cannot be slack. I have promoted Dongfang Junling to the post of chief examiner of the imperial examination for the 12th year of Dajing. I hope that he will be wise and impartial, and serve the empire.
Select talents, admire this!"
Dongfang Jun remained calm on the surface, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said seriously: "Old minister, I have accepted the order, thank you!"
Jin Hu quickly put the imperial edict in Dongfang Jun's hand and said with a smile: "Dazong, please get up quickly. If you kneel for an extra minute, my life will be shortened by one year."
"You're welcome, Eunuch Jin." Dongfang Jun stood up with Jin Hu's support and said, "Come here, take Eunuch Jin to drink tea."
Jin Hu smiled and said, "You're so young, so you're welcome."
Drinking tea, of course, is not really about drinking tea, but just about receiving rewards.
Although Dongfang Jun has been retired for many years, he has numerous properties in Changsui City and is rich.
After sending the golden pot away with a smile, Dongfang Jun's expression became stern, and his face no longer had the bohemian casualness, and he ordered the old slave to gather everyone together.
"There is still some time before the imperial examination. You go to various places to inquire about information and recruit talents. You must be fully prepared for the imperial examination."
"You guys remember, when I come out, I must do something!"
"This is to select real talents for Dajing."
"Choose available people for King Xin!"
After some instructions, Dongfang Jun left Changfeng behind and said, "Changfeng, you are very familiar with Gong Xue who is next to King Xin. You can convey a message for me."
Changfeng said: "Father, please tell me."
Dongfang Jun's eyes burned with fighting spirit and he said: "In my eyes, the late emperor only had one son, and that was Yuan Li!"
Changfeng hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said: "Father, are you saying this... or not?"
Dongfang Jun smiled and said: "When King Xin was so anxious to overthrow the left prime minister, I knew that King Xin needed me."
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In the blink of an eye, it was May of the twelfth year of the Supreme Year, and the weather was gradually getting hotter. What Zhao Cheng did not expect was that he neither deliberately hosted any activities in Yanchuan City nor worked hard on the tourism industry, but subtly, from three to
From January to May, countless outsiders come to Yanchuan City for tourism.
The Red Sleeve Building and the Club in the Heaven and Earth have long been famous, so I won’t mention them for now, but the newly built Medical Center, Oriental Restaurant and Yanchuan Plaza, a series of projects related to the region, culture or fun, have attracted people from all over the country who are not short of money.
Player master.
Especially the rich second generation, they flocked to Yanchuan City one after another. By the beginning of May, the quantitative changes had already produced qualitative changes. Yanchuan City suddenly received countless tourists, and it was like a tourist city.
Some of these people came here for Zhao Cheng and Yuan Yun.
Some want to spend a lot of money to get to know Zhao Cheng, while others want to try their luck to see the eldest princess in her prime.
What's more, they came here because of the gossip that Jin Daxia, Mr. Pu and the author of "Ying Ying Ying" all lived in Yanchuan City.
In this regard, Zhao Cheng thinks it is a good phenomenon. If the economy of Yanchuan City can be developed to be second only to Changsui City, or even surpass Changsui City, it will become the most important economic city in Dajing, instead of always being a companion capital.
A false name, wouldn't that be better?
night.
Oriental Restaurant.
Murong Tie took his accompanying friends and servants and booked into one of the best private rooms in the Oriental Restaurant. He drank wine to his heart's content, but his mood was not satisfactory.
Looking out the window at the bustling night scene of Yanchuan City, his eyes showed envy, but on the surface he still looked disapproving.
The Murong family is the largest family in the entire Jingbei County. In the early years, before Dajing was established, the Murong family was a royal family in the north of the Eastern Land. Although it was a small country in a peaceful corner, the descendants of the Murong family continued
The nobility of the royal family was lost. When Dajing was the founding of the country, the Murong family was severely beaten, and the morale of several generations of families and clansmen were beaten to death. However, as the Dajing period continued, the descendants of the Murong family thought of their ancestors.
The splendor of the people, and having never seen the hilt of the Dajing court, this disease of wealth spread to every clan member like the flu.
Murong Tie is one of them.
As the eldest son of the contemporary family head and the super-rich second generation who would inherit the Murong family business in the future, Murong Tie felt that he had already given Zhao Cheng enough face by condescending to go south to find Zhao Cheng.
But it's a pity that he can't even book the best private room in Oriental Restaurant.
The young master from Jingbei County who was accompanying him didn't care. After seeing the layout of Dongfang Restaurant, they all felt a little ashamed of themselves.
Murong Tie was not like this, and he could not calm down his anger.
After three rounds of drinking, Li Guanyu knocked on the door and came in. He picked up the wine glass and smiled at Murong Tie: "Mr. Murong has come a long way. I apologize for the poor hospitality."
The person Murong Tie was waiting for was Li Guanyu. He snorted coldly, without even looking at Li Guanyu, and said: "Since the shopkeeper is here, it's easy to talk. You make a price, and I will move to your best box now. Say.