Yang Guang angrily returned to the royal study, grabbed the crown on his head and threw it to the ground. Bang! The crown was smashed into two pieces, and the pearls and jade on the crown were scattered everywhere. It scared more than a dozen eunuchs into silence. They were like statues.
Don't dare to move at all.
Yang Guang sat on the dragon couch with a livid face. After a while, he slapped the table and roared: "I am the emperor, do they still see me as the emperor in their eyes?"
There was silence in the imperial study room. No one dared to persuade the angry emperor. Many eunuchs had followed Yang Guang for many years. In their memory, they had never seen the emperor become so angry. However, they had experience. After a while, the emperor's
Anger will naturally subside slowly.
An old eunuch held a red lacquer wooden plate and picked up the broken crowns and scattered pearls and jade on the ground one by one. Looking at the old eunuch's slow movements, Yang Guang's anger finally calmed down. He immediately gave the order
, "Go quickly and summon Yu Wenshu to see me."
Yu Wenshu was waiting outside the palace. He knew that the Holy Emperor was going to summon him. In a moment, he hurriedly walked into the imperial study room and saluted Yang Guangshen, "My humble minister Yu Wenshu is here to see your Majesty!"
Yang Guang sighed, "Yuwen Aiqing, you have also seen that I want to do something, how difficult is it?"
"Your Majesty, Chenzhou thinks this is normal. It would be strange if no one objected."
"I am also mentally prepared."
Yang Guang said helplessly: "I also asked Taipu Yang about this matter. He gave me the advice that when water encounters solid rocks, it can go around the current. It is indeed a good advice. It is a pity that he is not here today!"
Yang Guang mentioned Yang Su, which made Yu Wenshu feel jealous, but he did not dare to show it on his face, so he laughed dryly and said: "Since Yang Taipu has such words, he must have a good plan. Why don't we wait until he comes back to discuss this matter?"
."
Yang Guang nodded, he really had this idea. If Yang Su were here, his prestige might not be able to deter the Guanlong nobles. Yang Guang also saw something famous today. All the opponents were basically Guanlong nobles, and the nobles
gate valve
For example, Nayan Suwei, Hubu Shangshu Niu Hong, Huangmen Shilang Pei Ju, Internal Envoy Shilang Yu Shiji, etc. basically did not express their stance. The key is that they did not have a leader, and this leader is
Yang Su.
"Today is just a test so that I can understand who is opposed to it. I will make arrangements calmly after Yang Taipu comes back."
Yang Guang glanced at Yuwenshu. He was a little disappointed with Yuwenshu's performance today, but Yang Guang could understand it. After all, Yuwenshu was also a noble of Guanlong. He was caught in the middle and it was more difficult for him to be a good person. He would not be allowed to do this.
participated.
Thinking of this, Yang Guang changed the subject and said, "Yuwen Aiqing, how are you preparing for the election of generals and talent recruitment?"
Selecting generals and recruiting talents was also a measure used by Yang Guang to win over generals from all over the world. This time Yang Liang rebelled, and many local heroes secretly helped him. This made Yang Guang realize that his father's prohibition on martial arts was too simple and crude, and offended many warriors.
We can't help but block it. Instead of blocking it, it's better to channel it so that the world's warriors can be used by the court. We can also take the opportunity to promote the idea of fair talent selection and pave the way for the next step of implementing the imperial examination.
The specific matters of selecting generals and recruiting talents were left to the Ministry of War, and Yuwenshu was responsible for supervision. However, Yuwenshu was not very enthusiastic about this.
He himself was born in the army and had a thorough understanding of the psychology of warriors. For example, he knew that warriors especially liked rankings. He had compiled a list of nine generals in the former army, so he proposed to establish a ranking of eighteen generals of the third rank. This and the ranking were very important to warriors.
The appeal is stronger than fame, but Yang Guang has never expressed his position on this military commander ranking plan.
Yu Wenshu said quickly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, according to my understanding, after the ultimatum was sent to all states in the world, the warriors were quite enthusiastic, and warriors from all over the country had already entered Beijing one after another, but "...
"But what?" Yang Guang asked.
"However, Wei Chen feels that in this martial arts competition, the lower-level warriors are more enthusiastic, while the powerful families seem a bit indifferent. Perhaps they are a little disdainful of competing with the lower-level warriors on the same stage."
Yang Guang nodded. This was what he expected. After all, the level of the clan and the idea of ninth-level Zhongzheng was still difficult to shake for a while. But if the clan did not participate in this matter, it would be half a failure. He wanted to make the selection of martial arts a
A system must never fail the first time.
Yang Guang pondered for a while and had to come up with his backup plan, which was actually a compromise plan. "Forget it! This election can be divided into two rankings, A and B. Anyone with family members of fifth grade or above can participate in the selection of talents from the A ranking.
, each government has a limit of two places, no matter who wins or loses, they can join the Forbidden Army, and those with high skills will be officials. Those below the fifth rank and civilians will participate in the B list, and those with high skills will join the army and become officials."
"Then how to choose the third-grade eighteen generals proposed by Wei Chen?" Yu Wenshu asked immediately.
In fact, this kind of ranking of generals can generally only be an informal, entertainment ranking organized by the private sector. It has no practical significance, and there is no comparison. It would be inappropriate if it is organized by the official.
It's serious and can cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Therefore, in the era of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, there was never any ranking list of military force, only the list of nine generals arranged by the military. Yu Wenshu also proposed it to Yang Jian, but was rejected by Yang Jian.
But Yang Guang is slightly different from his father Yang Jian. He has a romantic temperament in his bones. He is very interested in this and the ranking of military force. However, Yang Guang also knows that it is not appropriate for the court to handle this matter. He wants to
After thinking for a while, he smiled and said: "That is just for Yihe's entertainment and cannot be used as a system for Yihe. We can hold a military riding competition, hosted by the military, and allow civilian warriors to participate. If Aiqing is interested in this,
Then Aiqing will be responsible."
Yu Wenshu showed a strong interest in this. He smiled happily and said: "The rankings of A and B are made by the Ministry of War, and I am responsible for the selection of the eight generals of the third grade."
Yu Wenshu tried his best to organize a competition between the third-rank and eighteen-rank generals for his own purpose, because he did not want to participate in the Ministry of War's selection of talents for the A and B rankings, so he wanted to use this matter to oust him from the post of general supervisor.
Yu Wenshu knew well that Yang Guang took this kind of fair competition to select generals for granted. It can be said to be a bit naive. Since ancient times, generals have been selected based on seniority, background, and connections. It has nothing to do with fairness. He doesn't want to do this and offend others.
It is best to let the Ministry of War do the work. Ranking the third-grade and eighteenth generals is both interesting and harmless, so there is no harm in him doing this.
"I will definitely select eighteen powerful generals in the world for Your Majesty.
The palace of King Yang Jing of Qi is located in Daningfang and covers an area of 150 acres. It is slightly lower than the size of the palace of the crown prince Yang Zhao, but Yang Lai is more favored by Yang Guang. Except for the size of the palace, which is difficult to surpass, the other houses are luxurious.
He accumulated wealth and had numerous palace maids and servants, all of whom far surpassed the crown prince Yang Zhao. He was as rich as the country.
Yang Lai is twenty years old this year. He has an arrogant character and has been unruly since he was a child. The late emperor Yang Jian did not like him and thought he had bad conduct. However, the prince Yang Guang only had two sons and the eldest son was in poor health. It was not a sign of longevity, so Yang Guang and his wife
Yang Jian loved his second son so much that he had no choice but to let them go.
After Yang Guang ascended the throne, the affairs of the court were heavy and he had no time to interfere with Yang Jian's personal affairs. Without the restraint of his father, Yang Jian became more unscrupulous, indulgent and indulgent, and gained a bad reputation.
However, although Yang Liang had a bad reputation, he had great ambitions. He knew that his brother Yang Zhao was fat and was not liked by his father, the emperor and his mother, so he had the idea of fighting for the crown prince. Especially since his father had ascended the throne, but the East Palace was still undecided, it made him even more worried.
Yang Lai saw the hope of seizing the legitimate son.
In the room, Yang Lai was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, his face gloomy, while Qiao Ling was lying on a stretcher, sobbing about what happened today. He had suffered a lot today, and one of his ribs was broken.
"Bizhi knows that His Highness likes good horses, and that black horse is really good, so I wanted to offer it to His Highness. Unexpectedly, Yang Yuanqing was so cruel and cruel that he took away the horse and injured Bizhi. If this matter spreads, the people in the capital will laugh at your Highness's incompetence and Bizhi's injury."
It doesn’t matter, but it can’t be tolerated if it tarnishes His Highness’ face and humbles one’s position.”
Yang Jian frowned, "Yang Yuanqing? Is that the officer who was with Yang Zhao last time?"
There was another aide standing next to him, named Chen Zhiwei, who was also a helper. But he was a bit more cunning than Qiao Lingze. He quickly said: "Your Highness, this person not only has a good relationship with Yang Zhao, but he is
Grandson of Yang Su."
Yang Lai immediately said angrily: "So what if he is Yang Su's grandson? If he is Yang Su's feather, can he injure my people and take away my horse?"
Chen Zhiwei saw that Yang Jian did not understand the crux of the problem, so he advised again: "Your Highness, this matter must be discussed in the long term."
He winked at Yang Jian and glanced at Qiao Lingze. Yang Jian understood and said gently to Qiao Lingze: "Since you are injured, then go back and recover well. I will reward you with five hundred coins for this matter."
I know, I will take care of it."
"Thank you, Your Highness. I will definitely do my best to repay Your Highness."
Qiao Ling was so moved that two guards helped him out. Only then did Yang Jian ask Chen Zhiwei, "What do you mean?"
"Your Highness, if he were an ordinary person, there would be no problem in killing him, but since he is Yang Su's grandson, Your Highness should give top priority to the Great Disaster."
This sentence reminded Yang Jian that now that the crown prince was undecided, he really didn't want to offend Yang Su, so as not to push Yang Su to Yang Zhao's side. He thought for a moment and then asked: "In your opinion, I can tolerate this tone."
?”
"That's not necessary. Although His Highness won't take action, you can use the help of others to deal with Yang Ya, Qing."
"Who are you talking about?"
"He Ruobi!"
Chen Zhi smiled and said, "Has Your Highness forgotten this person? He hates Yang Sangqing deeply."
Yang Xian suddenly realized that, yes, He Ruobi was reckless and very vindictive, but he was indeed the best sword.
"This strategy is clever and very good."
Yang Jian nodded approvingly. He admired his subordinate's strategy of borrowing a knife to kill people. This was a clever method.
"I'll leave this matter to you. You can go to the accounting office to get the money and materials you need, and you can take care of this for me."
A gorgeous carriage entered Chongren Square. The curtains of the carriage were opened. A girl of twelve or thirteen years old was curiously looking at the situation inside the carriage. There were thick and lush trees and exquisite and unique courtyards.
, as well as the pedestrians in the street, their clothes seemed to be different from those in Wenxi County, everything made the girl full of curiosity.
"Miss Min, you grew up here when you were a child and left when you were seven years old. Have you forgotten?" the middle-aged housekeeper said with a smile.
"Yeah! It seems I still have some impression."
The girl pursed her lips and smiled, with a small dimple on her cheek, which made her white porcelain face a little more pretty and cute. She had dark and big eyes, clear and bright, and a pair of curved
The eyebrows are cut like new willows, and the skin is crystal clear and white.
Although the journey was bumpy and tiring, her good upbringing made her always quiet and elegant. Her cheeks, which had just faded from the childishness of a girl, were always filled with the unique youthfulness of a girl. Her smile infected those who accompanied her.
Everyone.
"Uncle Zhong, how long has it been since you came to the capital?"
"It's been almost twenty years. At that time, your eldest brother was just born, and I went to Beijing to announce the good news to you. Alas! It's been twenty years in a flash."
"Uncle Zhong, we're here!" A follower pulled the carriage.
The carriage stopped in front of a huge house, and the sign on the door read, Wenxi County Government House, five strokes. Big characters.