Morning court,

Ma Wensheng reported on the verification of the year-end plan and withdrew from the ranks of the Ministry of Personnel.

Liang Chu's face moved slightly, and he stood up and took out a memorial from his sleeve: "Your Majesty, I feel that I am not satisfied. I beg you to resign. My son will resign. I will resign together. I beg your Majesty to beg for your gratitude."

The hall fell into silence.

The officials first stiffened for a moment, then came back to their senses from the shock, and noisy sounds burst out.

Yan Chengjin looked up in surprise, not expecting Liang Chu to be so strong.

Civil officials have a good reputation and social death may harm human lives.

When the Ming Dynasty first arrived, the court's civil servants were upright, and I thought that a shameless official like Wan'an was an individual case.

Many officials are shameless.

Xie Qian and the other two turned back in disbelief and looked at Liang Chu. Liang Chu said bluntly and dared to advise, being upright and extremely talented.

He was a rare honest official in the court. His resignation was a loss to the court.

The most surprising thing was that Ma Wensheng, who exchanged greetings with Liang Chu when he was in court, but he did not expect that he would resign.

Emperor Hongzhi opened his mouth slightly and took a deep breath: "Liang Qing family should not act irritably. I will not allow it. Let's go back to the mansion to rest first."

Liang Chu was so grateful that he thought about it and then took the Shuji back into his sleeve.

Just a few days ago, Yan Chengjin heard that Liang Chu was ill at home. In his previous life, Liang Chu still had more than 20 years to live.

Yan Chengjin asked Wang Ji to go for a consultation so that His Majesty would not blame him.

When Wang Shouren returned to his house, he was surprised to see Liang Ciyi hiding behind the stone lion.

"You said everyone can be a general?"

"Yes, it was said by me. Not only that, everyone can be a saint."

"But I am weak and can only shoot arrows. I am not as good as Wang Yue in my knowledge. How can I be a general?"

"It's enough to know how to shoot, you can study military tactics. I think you are not a fool." Wang Shouren felt that Liang Zifu had a general.

These days, I have been in Wuzijian.

I heard that before the meal, Liang Ci secretly went to the kitchen to hide steamed buns, often shirked the pain of his body, and was slightly punished and cried.

In the smallest way, it is a trick, but in the big way.

And he is not afraid of death, maybe as Brother Gao said, he is a general.

"I want to go back to Wuzijian, but Lord Wang needs to agree to the students, not over-practice, let alone punish them."

Liang Ziliang knew it was unlikely, but he still said it.

Wang Shouren's expression was as usual: "I promised you."

Yan Mansion,

The New Year is approaching, and I don’t know how my father is in the border area, Yan Chengjin decided to write a letter:

In less than three years, the court will attack the Tatars. Is my father in the border area training? My son heard that the Great Wall on the border had been built to Alaxan. At that time, the three sides of Yansui were generally stable and peaceful, and it was difficult to make another military contribution. My son wanted to ask His Majesty for his father to send Liaodong, which was frequently wary. What was his father's wish... The New Year is approaching, and when my father saw the letter, he was afraid that the New Year has passed. My son has been promoted to the Censor, but this official is only a small family of the seven ministers, which is insignificant. For the people of the world and peace in everything, he will also ask for promotion... After reading it, he will burn it.

When I finished writing the letter, I looked out the window and it seemed that it was just past noon.

He Neng smiled: "The master will be happy after seeing it. I will buy clothes for the master and the house manager."

The salary of the housing manager has been in the accounting office and has not spent money on the border, so he has not sent it to him.

Yan Chengjin ordered his servants to send the letter to Wang Yue, and Wang Yue's confidant sent it to the tent.

When I returned to Xinyuan for tea, the door trotted to report: "Young Master, the people from the Li family are invited to go there."

Li Dongyang?

Li Dongyang avoided it, so what did he ask him to do in his house?

Yan Chengjin came to Li's mansion suspiciously.

The butler personally welcomed him to the main hall and made tea and snacks.

Li Qing'e came with a Jinpan: "This is a Confucian dress made for Lord Yan."

Wearing a snow-green long skirt and her slim body are thought-provoking, Yan Chengjin couldn't move her eyes.

Li Dongyang coughed dryly: "Don't think about whether the clothes fit or not."

His eyes were always on Yan Chengjin, afraid that this boy would have danger.

If his daughter hadn't pleaded, he wouldn't have let this son come to visit the New Year.

"If you are afraid of poison, leave it for me to wear it."

Li Dongyang saw through Yan Chengjin's thoughts and looked unkind.

Yan Chengjin stood there in a daze and thought for a moment: "Good official, please give me a try."

He walked into the side room with his moon white robe. Soon after, he came out wearing a moon white casual clothes.

"How do you know the size of this officer?"

Li Qing'e's eyes showed joy: "The head of the house said as he said."

Li Dongyang stroked his beard and interrupted ruthlessly: "Please leave after taking the clothes, I will have a meal."

"father…"

"It's okay, there are important things for the subordinates."

Yan Chengjin came out of the main hall of Li’s Mansion and met Wang Shouren and Liang Ciyi.

"Brother Gao, I want Brother Liang to return to Wuzijian."

Liang Ciyi was afraid of being beaten by Yan Chengjin, and he was also a second-rank official and dared not offend him.

"This person has retired from Wuzijian."

"I agreed with Brother Gao that in three months, Liang Ciyi could go north to guard Liaodong, and asked Brother Gao to allow him to return to Wuzijian and no longer make things difficult for him."

Yan Chengjin sat in the sedan chair and faded out of their sight.

Wang Shouren looked at Liang Jiarong: "Brother Gao doesn't refute, he agrees."

Wu Zijian,

Wang Yue held the rattan and taught Wang Chun and the other three Wu Zi's art of war.

Liaodong needs a guard, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

It is not easy for the imperial court to send generals, which means it is an opportunity for promotion.

"I know all the generals on the Nine Borders of the Ming Dynasty. Liaodong will become one of the important towns on the border, which is a great opportunity for promotion."

The three Koreans circled the school ground and practiced desperately.

Seeing Wang Shouren walking with Liang Cili, he shouted: "I can't come yet."

"Uncle, I don't have to practice martial arts in the future."

"How can I fight if I don't practice martial arts?!"

Liang Ciyi was still scared of Wang Yue, but Wang Shouren actually agreed to him that he would no longer practice martial arts. He stood up every day and listened to Wang Shouren's military tactics and watched astrological constellations at night.

It made Wang Chun brothers envious.

...

After the rest and the officials went to court after the New Year.

Emperor Hongzhi piled up a pile of memorials and took them all to Fengtian Hall.

"A foreign ship was drifted to Xinying Port, Guangdong by the sea breeze. There were more than dozens of foreigners, all of whom were from Annan."

Xiao Jing said at the top of his voice.

Emperor Hongzhi was unhappy: "These people of these people do not have certificates and want to enter the border of the Ming Dynasty and return them to their own country!"

Yan Chengjin's eyes flashed. As the military farms in the south were reclaimed, the land became more and more, and the people of Annan also smuggled to the Ming Dynasty, pretending to be refugees and trying to divide the land.

Xiao Jing continued to comment: "Liaodong was invaded by Tatars, and now there is heavy snow. My minister Zhu Youshu begged to exempt him from the tuition for three years."

Three years?

It’s understandable that one year is still understandable, but three years are a little longer.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned slightly, wondering whether he should be approved.

Liu Jian said, "Your Majesty, I think two years are enough, and three years will only make the Tatars covet Liaodong even more."

If silver remains in Liaodong City, it will attract the Tatars. There are quite a few silver allocated to Liaodong by the imperial court.

"Then I will be exempted from the tax for two years. Who will the Yan Qing family and Wu Zijian send to the north?"

Yan Chengjin looked at Wang Shouren and saw Wang Shouren stand up: "Liang Ciyi can go north to guard."
Chapter completed!