The next day, it was a little brighter.

The golden light of the rising sun fell in the courtyard, and the people below were cleaning the path.

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Jin Gui walked through the front yard wearing Yunyan patches. The servant carried the sedan chair and opened the mansion.

With a thud, a pot of blood was poured onto the hem of the clothes and soap shoes.

"You, what are you doing!"

The old scholar said angrily: "The private schools in the world are under the control of the court, which is a good policy, but you don't allow it?"

"Ph! The Facial Secretary!"

Jin Gui was frightened. Hundreds of Confucian scholars gathered in front of the mansion. The scene was like the tribute school’s announcement, but everyone was holding vegetables and eggs.

"It's really vulgar. You are still scholars!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Confucian scholars threw out the things they held and smashed Jin Gui.

Jin Gui was so angry that his face was gloomy. How could the major events in the court reach the public? I still knew that he must have been instructed by someone at this time.

I thought about it with my hair and knew it was Yan Chengjin. This guy couldn't lobby, so he used the power of the market.

"Brother, that guy Yan Chengjin is so good at playing. I saw his sedan chair just now."

Zhang Heling and Zhang Yanling put their hands into their cuffs, hugged them in front of them, and watched the fun happily.

Zhang Heling also spat at Jin Gui's door, "Bah, dog official!"

Yan Chengjin is well-documented, and their descendants can send them to private schools in the court to study, saving a lot of money.

But Jin Gui, the dog official, refused to allow it.

...

Fengtian Palace.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi is carefully trimming the messy hair on the wolf's hair. If it is fixed, it will last for another three years.

Xiao Jing walked in, hesitated for a moment before whispering: "The Supreme Emperor, the new emperor instigated Confucian scholars to go to the front of Lord Jin Gui's mansion to cause trouble, and even threw blood on his face..."

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi frowned and tightened, and he held his hand hard, and the pruning wolf hair was broken.

Hearing a click, Xiao Jing was so scared that he knelt down: "Xinhuang and Lord Yan went to Lord Jin's mansion, and then Xinhuang went to Liangxiang Library.

However, I guessed that Yan Chengjin instigated this matter.”

Compared to Yan Chengjin, Xiao Jing was more afraid of Zhu Houzhao. Besides, the new emperor was the son of the Supreme Emperor, and no matter how bad he was, he could only scold the Supreme Emperor.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi stared at Xiao Jing, "Just because the private schools and colleges are under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites? How do you know that Yan Chengjin instigated him?"

Xiao Jing said: "The Confucian scholars even called Jin Gui the Face Secretary, and only the Censorate knew about this."

In the third year of Hongzhi, Jin Gui served as the chief examiner of the Hejian Prefecture provincial examination and introduced scholar Wen Tao through the villager. He passed the juren and was later reported to give Jin Gui 1,000 taels of silver.

Jin Gui was not aware of it, but in fact he bribed his servants, which was exactly the same as Cheng Minzheng's fraud case.

However, Jin Gui was not punished.

But he was also called the Facial Secretary by scholars.

The sects that have been dated twenty years ago are only three departments that can be found out. Xiao Jing dares to gamble on the bag of descendants, so Yan Chengjin must have told the new emperor.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi had dark clouds on his face and said in a deep voice: "Where is that evil son?"

Xiao Jing buried his head lower, "In... in the Jiafangsi."

At this time, Jiaofangsi.

On the three-foot-high red platform, there was a scene of singing and dancing rising to peace. Gu Dayun sang happily: "Rites and music, get up!"

Several eunuchs shook their heads and played the sheng, flute, piano and drum, and musical prostitutes from the Jiaofangsi took the stage one after another.

Zhu Houzhao shook her head with the booklet: "The voice of No. 3 is more sad, how can the music in the desert be like Jiangnan?"

Yan Chengjin's mind was full of dark lines, and the Jiaofangsi was forced to be transformed into the Daming Art Troupe by Zhu Houzhao.

"New Emperor, it's time to go to court."

"If I don't go today, the Dog Emperor will definitely beat me up."

Wouldn't I take the blame if you don't go? Yan Chengjin came to invite him specifically: "There will definitely be someone who slandered me. If the new emperor doesn't go, how can I prove my innocence?"

The idea was drawn by Zhu Hou, and he just provided the materials.

This guy is so smart that before he could speak, Zhu Houzhao knew what he was going to do, so it was not his instigation.

Zhu Houzhao hesitated. At this time, Xiao Jing came to the teaching office to report: "New Emperor, Your Majesty asks you to go to court quickly."

Fengtian Palace, morning court.

The sky above the imperial throne seemed to be covered with thunder clouds, and the Supreme Emperor Hongzhi's face changed red and white.

All officials were silent.

Kneeling in the middle of the hall, Jin Gui stretched out his feet angrily: "Yan Chengjin instigated hundreds of Confucian scholars to throw blood on my mansion. Look, your Majesty, my soap shoes are soaked."

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang next to them raised their sleeves and covered their mouths and noses.

How could Confucian scholars know about the court?

I don’t have to think about it and know who it was instigated by someone. Isn’t it Yan Chengjin and Xinhuang?

In an instant, Zhu Houzhao and Yan Chengjin walked into the hall, and their voices gradually became quiet.

Zhu Houzhao bowed and said, "I just went to Liangxiang Tibetan for a while, and I missed it, but I was heard by those who were interested.

In ancient times, the holy lord must have had seven ministers who competed for their words and did not use them, and they would die one after another.

My sons think that these Confucian scholars have no evil intentions, but just hope that good governance can give to the world, and they will be very advised."

The hall gradually became quiet.

The ministers were stunned, and they could not have spit out ivory from the dog Zhu Houzhao's mouth.

Li Dongyang nodded and stroked his beard, expressing his agreement. Yan Chengjin was calm in his heart. This was just Zhu Houzhao's daily operation.

Zhang Sheng said: "The Confucian scholars were worried about injustice and did such a behavior. Please forgive your sins."

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi looked at Wang Qiong: "If it is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, how much is the cost?"

Wang Qiong said: "The **** banned monk books, and many newly built temples are abandoned, which can be used as private schools. This move can save a lot of money. I have to read the yellow book before I know it."

A monk must be a monk in the Monk and Taoist Office under the Ministry of Revenue before he can become a monk.

However, the Hongzhi Dynasty limited the number of monks, so many temples gradually became deserted.

"The Ministry of Revenue will first settle the expenses and report them to me."

Liu Jian and his friends' faces moved slightly.

The Supreme Emperor must have been shaken, but they did not say anything to stop him. If the cost is not high, it would be fine.

Yan Chengjin didn't realize it was strange that once the new regulations were formulated, they would become fixed regulations.

The emperors of later generations must follow it, so they are very cautious.

The two of them went over and Wang Qiong came to Fengtian Palace to report: "It's a waste to calculate it. If you sell one more problem, the money will not be a problem. If you don't sell it, the treasury will probably need to make up 200,000 taels of silver."

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi choked and said angrily: "Do you want to sell one more question?"

The provincial examination is divided into five categories of questions, and the questions in the Book of Songs do not account for a high score.

Wang Qiong said: "The key to the provincial examination is to plan the questions. If the questions can be answered, the Book of Songs can be answered. So what if I give it to him for free?"

Can you answer the most difficult questions and can you recite poems?

You can answer it if you don't give it to others for nothing.

On the contrary, if the gentry's children cannot answer the question of the strategy, sending the poem to the Book of Songs for free will also fail.

The Supreme Emperor Hongzhi became silent.

Wang Qiong continued: "It only costs 300 taels of silver to build a private school. It is built this year and there is no need to sell questions next year."

The imperial examination is about to be held soon, and there will definitely be many scholars buying questions.

"Parent Xiao, go to the study room to write an order."

Ministry of Rites, room for duty.

After listening to the imperial court's will, Jin Gui couldn't calm down for a long time. "Eunuch Xiao, I want to go to see the Supreme Emperor."

"Mr. Jin, this incident has caused trouble in the capital. The Confucian scholars are almost rebelling. It is useless for you to go, so let's go."
Chapter completed!