Chu Qing is a person who does not believe in evil.
He didn't believe that in such a large court, not even a single political opponent could be found.
He didn't believe it even more. It was obvious that all the aristocratic families were opposed to the establishment of a poor academy, so it was impossible that no one would jump out to criticize him.
Chu Qing, who did not believe in evil, came to the political affairs hall again the next day.
Standing next to the pillars of the main hall, Chu Qing looked like a perverted murderer, squinting his eyes, shrinking his neck, covering half of his face, and his malicious eyes swept across the faces of civil servants one after another, looking for the target.
Chu Qing had never been to court for two days in a row. Coupled with his abnormal expression, many civil servants began to tremble in their hearts.
At the beginning of the dynasty, the monarch and his ministers were discussing the matter of envoys from various countries.
Nangong Xi stood in the class, feeling helpless.
Yu Tianlun went to court once before and said that the envoys from various countries were comforted very well.
That is to say, after going to court the day before yesterday, Yu Tianlun was kicked out by the emperor and his ministers, and now he is still in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.
The Ministry of Punishment was working overtime to study the crime, and the large government office of Honglu Temple only had one janitor left. Nangong Xi mobilized many officials from various ministries to temporarily fill the vacancies in Honglu Temple and preside over the work.
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You won’t know if you don’t go, but you will be shocked if you go.
Yu Tianlun was just farting, and he said that he had calmed down the envoys from various countries, but in fact, the envoys from various countries were in trouble.
Originally, according to Yu Tianlun's plan, the worst he could do was to pay more money privately and get the situation under control first, and the person who paid for it must be a noble family in Beijing.
But now that Yu Tianlun has been arrested, and the officials of Honglu Temple have also been arrested, the aristocratic families will definitely not pay, because even if they pay, they will not get any benefits.
The aristocratic family did not pay, and all the officials of Honglu Temple were arrested. The envoys of Liang, Gao, and Ying had already made a fuss to the point of declaring war.
"Your Majesty, we should come up with regulations as soon as possible to appease the envoys of the three countries on this matter. Even the scholars in the capital have spread rumors. After all, our Dachang Dynasty is a country of etiquette. Although it is a martial arts exercise, everyone comes out on top based on their ability.
, but there have never been such casualties since the beginning of the dynasty. Although casualties are inevitable, it is still a battle on the martial arts field, not a battle on the battlefield."
Nangong Xi's words were not personal. As for Shilin's rumors, they were indeed true.
Chu Qing, who was behind the palace pillar, rolled his eyes fiercely.
These so-called scholars are almost identical to the keyboard warriors of later generations.
If you lose in the military exercise, these people will say that it is disrespectful to the country and the country, that the army is not brave enough, not life-saving enough, and nothing else.
But if you win in martial arts, then you start talking about a country of etiquette. The methods are too bloody, and more than half of them are killed or injured. It is no longer cruel, but fucking ruthless.
In short, regardless of winning or losing, those scholars in Shilin, those scholars who cannot serve as officials in the court, those scholars who have nothing but the status of scholars, no matter what happens, they must brush up their presence and make a good appearance.
He clearly knows that he cannot interfere in the government affairs, but he always looks like he wants to interfere in the government affairs.
Huang Laosi was also quite helpless.
He is an emperor who yearns for battles and wars, but he is not a war madman. He likes wars, conquests, and expanding territories, but there is a prerequisite, that is, he must win.
Under the premise that he was not 100% sure of winning, he could only endure it. Only after he could endure it to the point of defeating the neighboring countries, could he overturn the imperial court and directly issue a decree. Just four words. If he did not accept it, he would be punished.
Dry!
But now, Huang Laosi has to be patient, so the court must also appease the envoys from various countries.
Huang Laosi, who was very helpless, glanced at the officials, especially the civil servants.
He knew that many aristocratic families in Beijing had good relations with diplomatic missions from various countries and even conducted business with each other.
But these civil servants from these aristocratic families seemed to have heard nothing, let alone noticed Huang Laosi's gaze, lowering their heads and not farting.
"His Majesty."
An old minister standing next to the prince's young master came out. He was about the same age as Tao Yao, with a white beard hanging down to his chest and wearing a third-grade jade belt on his waist.
"Concerning Goguryeo and Yingdao in the East China Sea, the veteran has some suggestions."
Huang Laosi showed a serious look on his face and nodded slightly: "That's what Gong Qing said bluntly."
His full name is Gong Cheng'an, the Imperial Winery of the Imperial Academy. He is a true veteran of three dynasties. He happens to be seventy this year and has been serving as the Imperial Winery for twenty years.
The Imperial College, where every year's scientific examinations would bring fresh blood to the court, was the highest institution of learning in the Dachang Dynasty, also known as Taixue.
After high-ranking officials, including sons of aristocratic families, as long as they are from a wealthy family with a surname, their descendants will be sent to the Imperial College to study, and Jijiu is the highest leader of the Imperial College.
Depose hundreds of schools of thought and only respect Confucianism. This is what the so-called Taixue is like. Every year in the Beijing Science and Technology Examination, nine out of ten students come from the Imperial College.
As for Gong Cheng'an, who was offering wine in the Imperial Academy, not to mention ordinary courtiers, even the six ministers had to address him respectfully as "Brother Gong", and the emperor had to treat him with courtesy.
It is worth mentioning that Gong Chengan and Tao Yao did not deal with each other.
When the emperor first ascended the throne, the fictitious title of Prince's Young Master was originally Gong Chengan's.
Normally speaking, it would definitely be Gong Chengan.
But when Tao Ruolin agreed to help Huang Laosi, the positions of Prince's Young Master and Dali Temple Minister had already been reserved. Huang Laosi was a man of his word. After he came to the throne, he put Tao under the pressure of a lot of scholars.
By being granted the title of Prince's Young Master, Yuan was equivalent to robbing Gong Chengan of one of his "honorary titles."
Gong Chengan rarely went to court. Naturally, he came to court today because he had something to report, and it was also related to the diplomatic missions from various countries. He happened to be mentioned by Nangong Xi, so he left.
"Your Majesty, both the Ying people and Goguryeo have sons of high-ranking families studying in the Imperial College. The two countries admire Han culture and even respect Confucianism. Therefore, I think that if we recruit more students from the two countries, maybe things will be restored.
Even if the dissatisfaction of the two countries' missions fails, they can still allow students from the two countries to take the scientific examination and then become officials in the DPRK. In this way, the two countries will definitely not continue to quarrel."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice came.
"No!"
The person who spoke was none other than Chu Qing.
Stepping out and standing in the middle of the class, Chu Qing had a cold look on his face.
"The so-called admiration for Han culture and respect for Confucianism is just to steal the teacher." Chu Qing opened his mouth and showed no respect for the imperial courtiers who all offered wine to the Imperial Academy: "The Japanese thieves in the East China Sea massacred the Three Roads in the East China Sea.
The common people are so ambitious that they only need to study in the Imperial College, and they also want to serve as officials in the court. If this is the case, wouldn't all the agricultural technology, industrial technology, and all the advantages of our Dachang Dynasty have to be learned by the Japanese thieves? They will learn their skills.
Go, take your country back, strengthen your country, and then continue to invade the East China Sea!"
Gong Chengan slowly turned his head, stroked his beard, and spoke softly.
"Commander of the Qianqi Camp, Chu Qing."
He was called by official title, name, and face, but his face was very contemptuous, and there was no hidden contempt at all.
Finally, Gong Chengan turned around and still looked at the emperor, waiting for an answer from the emperor. Regarding the proposal he just made, he needed an answer.
It was as if even if he said one more word to Chu Qing, his status would be insulted.