If Emperor Taizu Gao started to believe you with the temperament of a farmer, he believed you and respected him. When he didn't believe you, he would be pure disgust and wished he could kill him and be quick.

This is the distinction between love and hate!

Moreover, there are clear distinctions between the emperor's level of love and hate, and few people can afford it.

Zhu Di also had a clear distinction between love and hate, and trusted his own vision, so most of the civil and military officials under his command had a good end.

When it came to Zhu Zhanji, the ministers began to feel that the emperor was a little tender. Even if there were some helpers, they still couldn't keep the situation and had to rely on the ministers.

But today Zhu Zhanji slapped his ministers.

I don’t have to rely on you. I can do things without you, and it’s a big deal!

Fang Xing left the imperial city and stood outside the gate. Yu Qian also came out later.

"Are you at a loss?"

"Yes, this is the first time that the Xiaguan has gone out to become an official."

"Then go home to clean up. You don't have to set out with Ben, just go by land quickly. I hope you don't arrive late."

Fang Xing was not going to take Yu Qian to set out, as that would be regarded as a clique, and there would be no benefit in this trip to the south.

Yingtian Prefecture promoted an official, which was exactly the opposite of Yu Qian's desire to be in charge of the country. However, if he could not understand the profound meaning of this appointment, he would probably disappear in the emperor's small notebook in the future.

When he returned home, Dong and his children were still surprised, Yu Qian said the arrangement: "Carry it out, our family is ready to move."

"move place?"

Dong was puzzled and then his face turned pale.

When an official moves, there is only one explanation, that is, he is leaving office.

But where to go next?

"Let's go to Jinling and become a promotion officer for your husband."

"ah!"

Dong was a little confused, but the couple fell in love with each other. With the cheers of their two children, she began to look forward to the family's life in Jinling.

...

"I just go there for my husband. There will be some turmoil in the north during this period. I guess the capital will be uneasy. If our family doesn't get involved, you can do whatever your family should do. There is no need to be a taboo. If someone gets into trouble, I'll still say the same thing and call it out!"

Fang Xing looked at Wuyou and Zhuzhu playing with two big dogs in the yard. After saying that, he heard that there was no movement behind him, so he turned around and saw that his wife and concubine were in a daze.

Zhang Shuhui slapped Xiaobai and shouted, "Go and pack your clothes quickly, and the medicine you use on the road, so don't do it."

Fang Xing has left home less and less frequently in recent years, and the time has been getting shorter and shorter.

It will take at least half a year to go to Jinling. When we meet again, it will be next year. Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai are a little reluctant.

"It's just suppressing the local area, and the north is even more dangerous."

Fang Xing could only explain palely, but did not say that he went to the south to fight alone.

...

"What? A thorough investigation of the contributions from the north?"

When the news spread in the Imperial College, it was immediately infuriating.

This is the largest higher education institution in the Ming Dynasty. According to Zhu Yuanzhang's plan at that time, this is the cradle of Ming officials.

But now the cradle is shaking a little hard, and it is about to turn over.

The path is secluded. In the past, students liked to sit under the trees, lean on the trunk, hold a book in their hands, and accompany the fragrance of ink and knowledge, and forget the time.

But now there are no students under the tree, and pairs of angry shoes cross the path and gather together.

"Why?"

In the open area, a student who was probably a juren held a book in his hand and said angrily: "That is a helper for the school! Without those fields, we have no time to study. Do we want us to beg for food for a living?"

"Yes! I heard that many people were arrested during the cleaning in Shandong. I dare not speak out if I dare to be angry!"

"what to do?"

Looking down from a high altitude, the entire Imperial College students gathered, like ants, countless.

The professors and officials of the Imperial College were half a beat slower because they were also victims.

Direct or indirect!

And in this half beat, something big happened. Some students shouted, and then gathered dozens of people toward the gate.

When the officials found out, they immediately regretted their intestines. Then they didn't want to do so, lifted up their robes and started running wildly, preparing to intercept the students.

When they felt that their legs were no longer their own, the students had already rushed out of the door.

"return!"

A professor shouted in despair that if these students had something to do, the emperor who had no good impression of the Imperial College now would not be ruthless and might take the opportunity to completely rectify the Imperial College.

But the students stopped outside the gate. The officials felt hope in their hearts and stumbled over and saw a man standing in front of the student, holding the long knife on his waist with one hand, and his eyebrows were cold and solemn.

"I am the commander of the Jinyiwei, Chen Yang...what are you going to have any questions?"

Chen Yang stood aside his legs and asked calmly.

In the sun, he remembered what he had asked to tell him before.

The students of the Imperial College are idiots with their heads filled with water. They are impulsive and lack strategy and will definitely make a fuss. There is no need to suppress and warn.

The Imperial College is no longer as important as before, so just suppressing it is a reward.

So he just showed up here alone.

"There are treacherous..."

A student shouted halfway, then shrank back.

That's Shenyang!

Although the Jinyiwei seems to be in decline, the reputation accumulated by the evil ones makes people scared.

The students were silent, and a few guys with red faces and blood rushing to speak, but Chen Yang glanced at them and held back all the words.

"What's the trouble?"

Chen Yang saw the officials, and his eyes did not stop, ignored them, and said, "The poor family naturally has a helping hand, but the fields are not good. If you start this, you can't take it. Whose family is poor?"

Chen Yang took a step forward and said, "Why are the teachers and students of the Imperial College inconsiderate and disagree with each other when they are major events in the country?"

His eyes turned, seemingly vicious, but he was observing the expressions and reactions of these students.

The students who were surging with their own family background thought about their own family situation, and then hid in guilt.

Chen Yang's eyes flashed with disappointment, then he approached and shouted, "Go back to class, otherwise he will take it all and issue an imperial edict to prison!"

After a while, the students turned around and ran away, as if there were floods and beasts chasing behind them.

Chen Yang watched them rush into the gate, watching them almost hit the officials and professors who were still gasping, then nodded slightly and turned around and left.

The Imperial College is just an episode here. No matter how loud the noise is, it cannot shake or affect Zhu Zhanji's determination.

"The Imperial College does not need to pay too much attention. You should look at the powerful and powerful people. Whoever contributes more will be stared at."

Zhu Zhanji stood on the steps of the Ganqing Palace and said lightly: "You must also pay attention to the vassal kings. Why do I not allow the Han king to go out to sea for the time being? In their eyes, overseas is a wild place. If you forcefully drive it away, it is injustice, and someone will even take risks..."

Standing below him, An Lun stood. Hearing this, An Lun expressed his opinion: "Your Majesty, do you want the East Factory to stare at them? I promise..."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "First of all, the powerful are the nobles, the gentry is the last, and the vassal kings. Step by step, people have nowhere to retreat. This is the art of war."

"Go and stare at the powerful people. I want to see if they dare to move against the current!"

An Lun went, and Zhu Zhanji asked, "Have you informed Zhuque Guard, Xuanwu Guard, and Shenji Camp?"

"I told Your Majesty."

"Can anyone disobey the situation?"

The sun hangs high in the sky, and it is like a big stove.
Chapter completed!