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Chapter 351: Disputes in prison, the arrival of the emperor

Chapter 351: Dispute in Prison, Emperor Arrives

"Your Majesty, do you personally supervise the Imperial College?" Yuan Bin couldn't help but change his face when he heard what Zhu Qizhen said. "Your Majesty has a body worth thousands of gold, why should you go there in person? Furthermore, although this incident made all the supervisors dissatisfied, I think it was that person who came here

The Imperial College's sacrificial wine failed to fully convey Your Majesty's intention to the Imperial College students. Otherwise, I would personally accompany Mr. Hu to the Imperial College."

"Yuan Qing, I know what you are thinking. Haha... Just be at ease. Those students, if you go, you may just be able to appease them for a while. And what I want is not just to calm them down temporarily." Zhu Qizhen's message

His eyes turned twice in admiration, and he forced out a wise and mighty smile: "What I want is to let them be used by me."

"Uh... why did your majesty say that?" Yuan Bin looked at Zhu Qizhen's strange expression and really couldn't figure out why the emperor wanted to jump over there. Once they, the Imperial College supervisors, become officials in the court,

Isn’t it just for the use of the court and the emperor?

"You will know then why I gave such a decree to the Imperial College. Haha, let's go..." Zhu Qizhen didn't bother to explain, smiled confidently, and strode outside the villa, and

Not long after, the guards brought the horses. Zhu Qizhen got on his horse and galloped towards the gate of the imperial city surrounded by dozens of guards.

Yuan Bin could only harbor doubts as he rode his horse closely beside Zhu Qizhen.

Since Zhu Qizhen returned to the capital, he has never ridden in a sedan chair or a so-called royal chariot. Regarding this, Zhu Qizhen’s explanation is that riding a horse can not only exercise the body, but also exercise courage, and more importantly, Zhu Qizhen

Qi Zhen is really not used to riding in the so-called royal chariot. It is better to ride a horse and feel free.

Moreover, Zhu Qizhen's move not only won the favor of the guards, but also made the ministers feel that Zhu Qizhen, the great emperor of tomorrow, was more and more like the Taizong Emperor Zhu Di.

And in the Imperial College, Ke Qian, the Imperial College Jiu Jiu, stood in front of the open square with an angry and helpless look on his face, looking at the noisy classrooms from one to another, and looked anxiously at Si Ye beside him.

He said in a low voice: "Why, don't these supervisors understand the truth? The emperor has appointed the supervisors of our country to serve in the imperial court. This is a great favor to them. As supervisors, they have no merits, so they should be honest.

Reading is the way to go, if we continue to be so noisy..."

"My lord, the doctor, the teaching assistant, and the master have all been trying to comfort me for a long time. Looking at this situation, not only is it ineffective, but it is getting more and more noisy. I wonder if your majesty has received the news. If you don't suppress it, what will happen?"

Ye Ye also had a bitter look on his face, looking helplessly at the many supervisory students who were blushing in the classroom, rolling up their clothes and sleeves, and getting excited.

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"If something goes wrong, we will be dismissed from our posts, or even lose our heads." Ke Qian stamped his feet in annoyance, and he had arranged for some officers to guard the gate of the Imperial Academy, but

, it is really a bit delusional to try to stop more than a thousand prison students with just a dozen police officers.

Just as Ke Qian and the Secretary Ye of the Imperial College were looking at each other with sullen expressions while they were drinking wine, Ke Qian and the Imperial College Secretary Ye were looking at each other with sullen expressions and thinking endlessly. In those classrooms, there were also quite a few proctor students with sad expressions on their faces.

"What should I do?" Wei Zhi had a sad look on his face and sat at the back with his friends from the fifth and sixth classes. Seeing those classmates rolling up their sleeves and showing off their ribs and shouting non-stop, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

"What else can we do? There are only a few of us. Look at how many there are. Can we convince them? If we could, they would have listened to us a long time ago. Now, those Ph.D.s and teaching assistants are all

I can't hold them down anymore." Sima Xun looked at the prison students with cold eyes and his tone was extremely cold.

"Actually, it's not entirely unreasonable for them to be so noisy. After all, Han Chuang has been in the cold window for more than ten years. The so-called knowledge can not be applied. It is the long-cherished wish of our generation to rule the country and bring order to the world." Wei Zhi shook his head.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Not to mention others, even Wei Mou was not willing to hear this news."

"I don't know that His Majesty would actually use such a method to select people to serve as officials in the court. Not to mention other people, even the younger brother, has always had the Four Books and Five Classics in hand, and he only knows a little bit about arithmetic, but the country should be governed by

Your Majesty entered the court as a scholar of Confucianism. If you say this, I wonder what the scholars in the world will think?" Li Ji couldn't help but sigh.

The eldest grandson of the former Imperial College Jijiu, after his grandfather passed away, he came to the capital and stayed there. However, in the past few years, in order to take care of his grandfather, he put down a lot of books.

Therefore, Li Ji simply asked Lao Wangzhi to help him and got a place as a prison student to study here. These people were all good friends of each other, and they could all be regarded as the best in the Imperial College.

A few young heroes.

Sima Xun is cold-hearted and warm-hearted, he is righteous and likes the study of criminal law, while Na Wei is smooth and is best at dealing with interpersonal relationships, while Li Gui, who has always been silent, is the calmest. Although he is taciturn, he can see things clearly.

Be clear and be sure to hit the mark.

Like Li Ji, these people also complained about Zhu Qizhen's actions, but they didn't think it was too much. After all, there are so many official positions in the world, and it is impossible for all positions to be filled by people who can write well.

Forget it, right?

In their view, the most important thing is that those students can enter the court and become officials without going through the imperial examination. Although those people only enter the court from the ninth rank, no matter how young they are, they can still be officials. Since the Tang and Song Dynasties, except for those from noble families,

, it seems that there is no example of anyone being able to enter the court as an official without passing the imperial examination. Well, at least there was certainly no such thing in the Song Dynasty.

What Zhu Qizhen did, after all, was touching the system. This is why these supervisory students were so excited. After all, among the scholars, although many came from official families and some from wealthy families, after all

, those with money, power and backing are only a minority.

More scholars do not have such a background. All they can rely on is to pass the imperial examination and stand out. When Zhu Qizhen came to do this, it will naturally make these scholars feel an unprecedented fear.

Originally, hundreds of thousands or even millions of scholars in the world wanted to take this road and embark on the golden avenue. However, this road to the imperial examination was not wide, and could even be said to be narrow.

After all, the Ming Dynasty only had such a large territory, and the number of officials was also limited. In this era, there is no need to limit the retirement age. For example, Yang Hong, Hu Hui, and Wang Zhi, all the old ministers, are already in their eighties.

Or maybe you are over eighty years old, but you are still working hard at your job.

Therefore, there were originally very few people who could win the imperial examination and enter the officialdom every year. However, if the emperor Zhu Qizhen got crazy again and opened up another way to obtain talents, then the future of these scholars would be

what to do?

This is not only a very serious policy issue, but also a major issue that makes scholars all over the world feel that their lives are at stake.

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"How dignified are you? You are all students of our country, and you will be the pillars of the country in the future. But look at your current performance, how are you different from the lackeys and traffickers who are wandering in the market? Have you forgotten the way of a gentleman and humility?

"A doctor stood in the classroom, his face turned red, and he pointed at the noisy prison students and shouted angrily.

Some students also stood up to refute, but because it was too chaotic and noisy, there were still those who used to sit and discuss things with a noble demeanor. It was just like what the doctor said, just like a bunch of aunties selling vegetables in the market.

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At this time, the two officers who were originally guarding the door felt someone tapping their shoulders. Officer A, who was watching the excitement and enjoying the misfortune, waved his hand behind him impatiently. "Go, take a look."

You must be happy, don't worry, no one can get out with us two brothers blocking the door."

"Are you happy? But the problem is, I want to go in, not go out." As soon as he finished speaking, Officer A heard a faint voice in his ear. He was stunned for a moment, and then his face that was originally full of excitement changed in an instant.

It turned into a terrible death gray color, and the body that was originally upright suddenly shivered and turned into a ball.

"Hey, I've told you who I am, why don't you let me in?" Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but feel depressed when he saw that the officer was still shaking his body. Could it be that I, the emperor, am too talkative?

Such a polite greeting would be ignored by a small servant.

"I, I can't walk anymore. God, please forgive me..." The officer leaned directly against the door frame and collapsed at the door, stammering in a crying voice. Zhu Qizhen finally won't be ignored tomorrow.

It's because the intimidating power of his name is too powerful.

Zhu Qizhen rolled his eyes speechlessly, and the other guard was not much better either, but he was able to withstand pressure after all. He bowed down to him and yelled at the top of his lungs.

: "Long live your Majesty, long live, long live your Majesty."

When he roared like this, the classroom, which was still noisy and noisy at first, was as if someone had pulled down the main switch of the lively discotheque, and there was an instant silence.

Everyone had a look of astonishment on their faces, staring blankly at Zhu Qizhen who lifted up his shirt, stepped over the guard who was slumped at the door, and strode into the classroom.

"Your Majesty... the humble minister Wang Fu is here to pay homage to your Majesty!" The doctor saw Zhu Qizhen striding into the classroom. He smiled at himself and nodded slightly, and immediately turned towards this man who had never masked his face, but often

After hearing his legendary deeds, the Emperor of Heaven bowed to the ground and saluted.

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