Chapter 1857: Emperor Wen Chapter 2

"Your Majesty first tried to increase the number of officials in the county and township. After being pushed back by us, he took the students from the academy to suppress us. If you refused once, we can't refuse a second time, right? Your Majesty's methods are gradual. Now that we are proficient, we don’t know whether it’s good or bad for us.”

Jin Youzi felt that the emperor had gone too far, "This is a constant test. When we retreat steadily, everyone, at that time, we will be able to cover the sky with one hand."

These words imply that Zhu Zhanji has the possibility of becoming Zhu Di's second.

"It's not a bad thing."

The emperor has already left the palace, and it is said that Fang Xing is waiting outside, which makes people feel melancholy.

Huang Huai rubbed his brows, and said wearily: "Emperor Wen is the second one, but Fang Xing is mixed with it. His so-called science is an evil way to shake people's hearts in my eyes, and he has no xinxing. Just for the good."

"so what?"

Yang Pu always felt that he was living in a quagmire, and it was very difficult to turn his body around.

"Your Majesty has decided on that set. Can you still find a great Confucian to come out and use the Buddhist pawn to bring His Majesty back?"

His forbearance has turned into inaction in Zhu Zhanji's eyes, and he has been repeatedly treated coldly recently.

He likes to read Zizhi Tongjian. During the days in prison, Zhu Di did not restrict him and Huang Huai from studying, so most of the books in the family were moved in.

And Zi Zhi Tong Jian is his favorite to read.

He likes the silent rise and fall hidden between the lines, and that stroke represents the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of emperors, generals and ministers.

Sima Guangxiu was famous all over the world for his knowledge of governance, and returned to Beijing with his fame gathered all over the world. Amidst the dreamlike cheers, he took over the "mess" left by Wang Anshi and became the "famous official of Zhongxing" in the former Song Dynasty.

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Yang Pu always thinks that he is another Sima Guang, so he bears the humiliation and bears the burden. Now that he finally entered the center, he received a cold reception.

So he unceremoniously pointed out the emperor's mind: I want to promote science and use it to fight against Confucianism.

"If you dig out the roots, His Majesty will definitely not act rashly. As for the academy..."

Yang Pu talked more today than in the past,

And there is more confidence between the eyebrows: "The number of people is not many, it's just a drop in the ocean, but it's not easy to get started. Once the start is made, the academy will expand in the future, and it will be a place comparable to the Imperial College. It's scary!"

"Master Jian is indeed a role model for my generation."

Yang Pu's words got Jin Youzi's approval. He had no close friendship with Jian Yi in the past, but now he sincerely admired Jian Yi's toughness.

"Master Jian is supporting it independently, and he is the only one who is blocking that list. Everyone, we must not sit idly by!"

...

"Does Jian Yi want to be a Taoist?"

Zhu Zhanji was a little annoyed, but more of it was the emperor's powerless frustration.

Fang Xing said softly: "You are the emperor, students can always become officials, what Jian Yi wants to stop is just the uprightness. As long as you put the students down quietly, I guarantee that Jian Yi will not bother at all. , This is just a fight with different positions. Although there is no blood, it is more cruel than a battle formation. You... have to be prepared, and be prepared to fight with them for a long time, "

Zhu Zhanji smiled wryly and said: "Being an emperor can't be free, can't stretch, aggrieved!"

Fang Xing said meaningfully: "When the emperor loses restraint, that is the beginning of danger."

"I have seen His Majesty."

At this moment, Mo Chou came with Huanhuan in her arms, Fang Xing said in a low voice, "You don't need to worry about this matter, I will deal with Jian Yi and the others myself."

Zhu Zhanji frowned, Fang Xing said hurriedly: "You can't tear yourself apart with them, but I can, so... hold on."

"Huanhuan!"

Fang Xing stood up to greet her, took Huanhuan with a smile, and whispered to Mo Chou, "You should have someone tell me."

Mo Chou lowered her eyes, "That person probably didn't dare. This is to scare people. I just want not to disturb you."

"If you think too much, talk about it later."

"show me."

Zhu Zhanji's desire for his son had reached a peak, he took Huanhuan and coaxed him clumsily.

And outside the door of the Immortal Residence, those who entered and exited laughed when they saw the kneeling man.

Someone recognized the man's identity and was surprised.

"Is this family poor and crazy? How dare they come here to blackmail people without inquiring about it? It's a crime!"

The man looked at the door in panic, hoping that Fang Xing and the emperor would come out to make an apology.

But Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji finally left the Immortal Residence through the back door...

...

Back in the palace, Zhu Zhanji pondered for a while, and finally went to Hu Shanxiang.

Hu Shanxiang didn't manage much palace affairs at all, and after the Queen Mother took over, she just cared for the baby all day long.

But she refused to stay in the house obediently, and took advantage of the cool weather to ask someone to take a walk in the yard.

Kunning Palace is the queen's territory, and those concubines would never enter without notification, so Hu Shanxiang was very happy.

"The child will be born next year, and I don't know if it will be a younger brother or a younger sister. Thinking of being so obedient, Duanduan always wants to be a younger sister, but His Majesty can't live without a son, so worry me!"

Hu Shanxiang's gestures and her smile are filled with the happiness of being a mother.

"Your Majesty, it's better for your Highness, lest someone covets your seat!"

The palace lady Chengyue carefully supported her, feeling that there was something wrong with the queen's mentality.

Hu Shanxiang didn't have any capable people around him, so the queen mother later gave her one of the nuns beside her. And when this nanny named Yi'an arrived at Kunning Palace, she almost turned the place around and cleared out many people.

Yi'an's eyes were sharp, she glanced at Chengyue, and said: "Don't talk about it, it's better not to say it. The prince or the princess is fine. Both your majesty and empress are strong. It's not a problem to have a few more. Remember, Don't talk about it in the future."

Yi'an frowned with her eyes full of tears, saying, "You need to get rid of your habit of crying, or you will miss your mother's business sooner or later."

Seeing this, Hu Shanxiang said: "Forget it, Zhiyue is still young, Yi'an, you can teach her slowly. But such things are God's will, there is no need to worry about it, and I will not talk about it in the future."

Said the moon agreed, Hu Shanxiang smiled and said: "We are also happy here, and then slowly save some dowry for Duan Duan, so that we can get married well, I feel a little bit reluctant to think about it!"

Yi'an couldn't help laughing, and said, "Your Majesty, you are thinking too far. How old is the princess now? Wait until she gets married! It will take many years, so you should eat and drink. Don't save on those things. Naturally, His Majesty will worry about the princess's dowry."

Hu Shanxiang nodded, touched his belly that was invisible, and said longingly: "If it is a son, it is best to ask Xinghe Bo to teach. You think about his potatoes, not rude but generous, and knowledgeable , Hey! I just don’t know that Xing and Botong disagree..."

The corners of Zhu Zhanji's mouth curled up slightly.

He and Yu Jia stood behind the side door, and Yu Jia was worried that he would get angry, so she persuaded him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, if you want to teach, you are the one who will teach! Your empress is also afraid that you don't have the skills!"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head slightly. Fang Xing's two sons seemed to be free-ranging, but Zhu Zhanji knew that Fang Xing was watching him all the time. Get it right.

As for the prince in the deep palace, Zhu Zhanji remembered that his younger brothers had studied with great Confucians since they were young, practicing calligraphy and reciting classics all day long. When I get older, I have to start all kinds of studies, which is miserable.

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Hu Shanxiang, then turned and left Kunning Palace.