The sound of reading came from the Imperial College.

Huang Zongxi and Fang Yizhi walked out side by side, and the students avoided them from afar.

Fang Yizhi is the director of the academy, but what the scholars are more afraid of is Huang Zongxi who has a stern face all day long.

The wide sleeves swayed with Fang Yizhi's pace, and there was an indescribable chic: "You are finally willing to come out to help me."

Huang Zongxi snorted: "Help you?"

"Haha," Fang Yizhi laughed, "I am the dean of Suzhou Academy. Didn't you open a school in Tianxia? If Suzhou Academy moved to Beijing, it would not be Suzhou Academy, but Tianxia Academy. Branches can be established in various places."

Huang Zongxi stopped and stared at Fang Yizhi with dark eyes: "You are not crazy, are you not even able to buy coal in winter? Do you still have to open a branch academy?"

"Money is not a problem" Fang Yi is confident.

He waved to a carriage parked not far from the gate of the Imperial College. The driver drove the carriage to the door. Fang Yizhi walked closer, lifted the curtain of the carriage, turned his head to Huang Zongxi and said, "It's very spacious inside, enough for two people to sit."

Huang Zongxi looked at Fang Yizhi's malicious smile and stretched his head to look inside. He was sure he had not been deceived, so he climbed up and asked, "Where are you going?"

Fang Yizhi followed him into the car, put down the curtain, and said, "Go to see Prime Minister Zong."

"What are you looking for him?" Huang Zongxi looked quite disdainful, "He is just an executioner."

Fang Yizhi sat opposite Huang Zongxi and said lazily: "I drafted a charter for the reform of the scientific examination to Your Majesty a few years ago, but Your Majesty has never replied. I thought Zhang Bing had thrown it into that corner because he didn't know how to do it. Unexpectedly, the eunuch came to pass the imperial eunuch the day before yesterday and ordered me to go to Zongxiang to obey the order and discuss the opening of an office school and the matter of the scientific examination.

He seemed to be talking about something ordinary, but his eyes couldn't hide his complacency.

"It's not easy to enter the Shangshu Province. In order to increase my face, I borrowed this carriage," he gave advice and showed off to Huang Zongxi: "It's not bad."

The decoration in this carriage is indeed very luxurious. The cushions made of colorful silk are soft and fluffy pillows. You can tell at a glance that the owner knows how to enjoy it.

Huang Zongxi didn't speak, he was not interested in this carriage.

Although Fang Yizhi was dormant in the poor academy, his connections in the capital were unimaginable. After all, he had been in charge of the General's Mansion and was also a deputy to the current dynasty.

"What did you think?"

"What I think is what you think," Fang Yizhi put away his jokes: "The opening of academies is divided into two parts, one is the Imperial College in Nanjing and Beijing, and the other is the prefectures and county schools in various places, but the key is the scientific research reform."

"The scientific research reform is divided into three steps. I will still take the eight-legged essay test this year. I will start to abolish the eight-legged essay test policy theory next year, and add additional research in five years."

Huang Zongxi listened silently. Since he heard in Suzhou that the Regent ascended the throne in Beijing, Fang Yizhi has been painting cakes for him. One by one, like poisonous cakes sweeter than honey. He deeply hated Zhai Zhe's rebellion, but he still couldn't help but follow him to Beijing. The desire to display his ambitions was better than everything.

He knew that he and Fang Yizhi were now notorious in the Donglin Party, and even those people would take the imperial examination, but if they didn't scold them behind their backs, they would be unable to relieve their hatred.

There are 452 students in Suzhou Academy, all of whom are highly anticipated by famous families in Jiangnan. They were forcibly moved to Beijing by the imperial army. What would each family think?

This is also a means of the court.

After the regent ascended the throne, many people felt that the emperor had changed and was no longer as kind as before. Many people wished to put the blame on the cruel Prime Minister Zong Mao, but people like Fang Yizhi and Huang Zongxi would not make such mistakes.

The carriage with the seal of the General Administration of the Central Army was unobstructed in Beijing, and stopped until the gate of the Shangshu Province.

The guard saw the appearance of the carriage clearly and had doubts about the two men in civilians who walked out of the carriage, but they did not dare to offend them.

"Academics seek to see the minister of the clan with wisdom" means that they are neither humble nor arrogant.

Huang Zongxi admired his friend very much. Without him, he would only build a thatched cottage and teach three or five disciples. Thinking that his knowledge could spread all over the world, he felt like a little mouse was hiking around in his heart.

If there was no carriage, the guards would probably beat people who had no certificates to do so. A group of Mongolians came to the door to yell, saying that's what they were like, this was the order of Zong Xiang.

"Academy? Where is the academy?"

Fang Yizhi looked up at the sky and ignored him.

His Majesty issued an order without considering the difficulties of people like them. If they did not borrow a carriage from Xiao Zhiyan, how could they meet the prime minister of the dynasty?

"Fang Yizhi?" The guard had never heard of this name.

Huang Zongxi is about to get angry again. They all have Jinshi status, so it is embarrassing to be stopped by a soldier.

The general who was sitting with the side of the carriage came over and showed the token of the Central Army Governor's Office he had sent down, saying, "I am Li Daqing, the Governor of the Central Army Governor's Office, and Mr. Fang is a friend of Zong Xiang."

The guard carefully identified the token before informing him with confusion.

In this matter, a sedan chair was parked at the door, and a chubby civil servant got out of the sedan chair. He saw Fang Yizhi at a glance and came up to say hello, "Brother Fang is here."

Fang Yizhi turned his head and saw that he recognized the person who was Peng Bin, the Minister of Rites, and was once a member of several associations.

It’s good to have a wide range of social interactions, and you can see acquaintances everywhere. He quickly bowed and said, “He came to pay homage to the Zong Xiang, and was stopped outside the door.”

Peng Bin dared not accept his etiquette, so he dodged and avoided, "You are killing me." He wanted to bring Fang Yizhi into the door, but when he heard that he came to pay homage to Zong Mao, his face was embarrassed: "Zong Xiang is majestic, I will go to the Shangshutai to send a letter, Mr. Fang will wait for a while."

Fang Yizhi smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." He muttered to himself. He hid in the Imperial College for half a year and had not dated the ministers in the court. He never expected Zong Mao's power to be so powerful.

The guards saw that the two commoners and the Minister of Rites were acquaintances, so they went to the Shangshutai to report.

Peng Bin sat in the sedan chair again and slowly walked into the gate of the Shangshu Province.

Huang Zongxi sneered: "Zong Mao is so arrogant, even the Minister of Rites dares to protect him."

When the guards heard him speak, their faces changed. This time, Fang Yizhi did not refute him.

After waiting for a cup of tea, a servant came out from inside and bowed and bowed from a distance: "Mr. Fang, Prime Minister is invited."

When Li Daqing saw someone coming out to pick him up, he bowed to Fang Yizhi and said, "Mr. Fang is in first, I will wait outside."

“Thank you”

Fang Yizhi pulled Huang Zongxi and followed the attendant to the Shangshu Province.

The few people didn't speak on the road and waited for another quarter of an hour at the door of the Shangshu Deck. All Huang Zongxi's impatientness was written on his face.

Finally someone came to announce: "Prime Minister is invited."

The two walked into the quiet Shangshutai, and the officials all saw along the way were all hurried and focused. It was here that ruled the entire empire. So far, as Fang Yizhi knew, the emperor had not rejected a memorial from Zong Mao.

Zong Mao, who everyone saw, was always busy Zong Mao, who was in a time of great energy in life.

The attendants led the two into the calligraphy platform, and Fang Yizhi and Huang Zongxi bowed to Zongmao to salute. They had the fame of the Jinshi of the Ming Dynasty. According to the new laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the fame of the Ming Dynasty could be continued, and they had the right to not kneel down when they saw the official.

Zong Mao ordered his attendant to sit down and said with a smile: "Mizhi, if you don't appear in front of me, I can't remember you anymore." He didn't look at Huang Zongxi, and there was no need for the Prime Minister to force himself to smile at someone he didn't like.

Fang Yizhi also replied with a joke: "Prime Minister, Your Majesty most thinks this is the case, so he ordered me to come to the Shangshutai." Compared to him, Huang Zongxi was a complete fool when dealing with people.

"Your Majesty's approval has been sent to the Shangshu Desk." Zong Mao turned around and took out a thick stack of official documents from the shelf behind him: "This is the charter drawn up by the eunuch based on the memorial of Seizhi, and ordered the Shangshu Desk to implement it."

He handed over the official document and said, "The two have special identities and are not officials in the court. Please read this charter on the Shangshu Desk and cannot leave."

Fang Yizhi took it with both hands.

"Mizhi thought that the scientific research reform was announced to the world, and the academy could be run all over the world without the court's money. But just like Donglin Academy back then, the academy would be controlled by anyone's money, so the academy would still be under the jurisdiction of the court." Zong Mao pointed to his desk and said, "The official school was set up in the Shangshu Desk, and the Ministry of Revenue and local governments could allocate silver."

His Majesty's decision was not the case, but he insisted on convinced His Majesty.

"Your Majesty agrees with your statement in the reform of the scientific research. Six years later, half of them are used to study and study things."

Huang Zongxi was about to speak, but Fang Yizhi secretly pulled his sleeve: "Your Majesty and the Prime Minister have a long-term vision, and the secret has received teachings."

"Mianzhi, do you really want to be an official?" Zong Mao smiled sinisterly, "Official studies are the foundation of the world, private studies can survive, but if you want to change the habits of the world, you only rely on official studies. Just like you know the power of scientific research, why bother to cover up your ears and steal the bells?"

Fang Yizhi's heart was extremely conflicted, and the Prime Minister could not tolerate the academy being out of control of the Shangshutai.

Zong Mao said: "Your Majesty has agreed to your opinion. Do you believe that others can do what you want to do well?"

Fang Yizhi is no longer relaxed, nor can he pretend to be relaxed.

"Think about it carefully. I have other candidates to take on this important task, but His Majesty said that this matter would only be left to you to do. I have never seen a second person if I can get the trust of His Majesty so much."

This time Huang Zongxi didn't want to speak anymore.

Either the matter is under the jurisdiction of the Shangshutai, or they are excluded. This is the Prime Minister's decision. Fang Yizhi understood that His Majesty did not summon him directly, but asked them to come to the Shangshutai, which shows that His Majesty had made a decision and he was not an indispensable person.

He suddenly felt that his persistence over the years was so naive, and he was even more naive than Huang Zongxi around him.

"It's so stupid to take money from the court, use the majesty of the court, and do your own thing."

Zong Mao said the last sentence: "Minzhi, Your Majesty asked me to pass on the message and ordered you to think for ten days. In ten days, he will summon you. Also, let me reveal good news that the eldest son is preparing to get married in October."

Fang Yizhi understood that the eldest son had chosen a good time to get married, and Fushe would disappear under suppression and enlistment. Everything was like a big net covering the world. The Shilin, who had the power to control the world's discourse in the previous dynasty, suddenly became so small.
Chapter completed!