The students of the Imperial College were shameless for the emperor. The emperor endured it at that time, so some people at that time felt that the emperor was weak and could be bullied, and they also wanted to follow the shameless.

But the emperor later took action, which made the Imperial College stunned and regretted it.

The Imperial College has become a waste. People inside want to come out, but people outside don’t want to go in.

The highest institution of learning run by the Ming Dynasty was just in decline.

Who's wrong?

The officials knew very well, but no one would say it or admit it.

No one sympathized with those criminals who were taken down.

This is cannon fodder.

Once you become cannon fodder, you must have the awareness of cannon fodder.

The emperor on the throne felt this indifferent feeling, and his lips turned slightly, but it was sarcastic.

The emperor and his subjects are never friends, never friends!

This was Zhu Di’s teaching back then.

——The emperor and his ministers are most often opponents and enemies!

——How to suppress these enemies?

The emperors who can suppress these enemies are almost all heroes.

Emperor Taizu!

Emperor Wen!

Now……

Zhu Zhanji narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "More than ten people who have been disabled will be compensated. The children in the family can substitute one person, which will be limited to five years. If they fail, they will be returned."

This is still the case!

Seeing that the ministers had no objection, Zhu Zhanji continued, "If the rest are found to be nothing, they will be promoted next time."

Jian Yi felt that his body was weak and he almost couldn't stand firm.

There were relaxed sighs in front of and behind.

Everyone is happy.

Zhu Zhanji saw these joys.

He said: "There are rules in everything, and I dare not surpass it. Do you know why?"

No one answered.

Zhu Zhanji said: "It's difficult to cross the rules for the first time, but the second, the third time... When you get used to crossing the rules, you can never look back, and those rules are no longer obstacles."

Rules are used to make people abide by. When someone keeps breaking these rules, rules actually become empty talk.

"I don't want to plant the cause, and I hope you don't want to plant the cause."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Let's go."

The ministers left the hall in silence, and only they knew the feeling in their hearts.

The emperor became more and more mature.

What he said just now was directly on the contradictions in recent years.

rule!

The rules were set only to be followed by the emperor, but the ministers were wantonly destroying them.

"Makes blush!"

An official muttered, but it didn't resonate.

And Lu Qing was blushing at this moment.

"What? Eunuch Yu wants to lift me up?"

This is a pretty eunuch who looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old.

"You have been with Eunuch Yu for more than a year and are very strict. Eunuch Yu admires you very much."

The visitor patted his shoulder and said, "You are valued by Eunuch Yu and will soon be successful. Our family brings some wine and jerky to celebrate. If you have a future, don't forget our family..."

So the wine smells so good.

More than half an hour later, Lu Qing was drunk and unconscious.

The person came to burp, then took out a long needle and said, "I went there at a young age. Don't blame our family when I got underground. It was Eunuch Yu who thought you were in trouble. Remember, I will go back and wait for the Zhongyuan Festival, our family will burn some things for you..."

Lu Qing leaned on the table, and the person who came opened the door and looked outside. He didn't see anyone, so he turned around and closed the door.

The light inside dimmed and the smell of wine became more and more intense.

The visitor slowly walked behind Lu Qing, then looked up at the window again.

The light spreads in from the windows, not the hot summer, but the brightness of spring.

The bright light shone on the table, and a few pieces of dried salted fish were placed there alone. The wine pot and a wine glass had fallen to the ground.

The visitor seemed to be proficient in the construction of the head. Before he could find out how he looked for it, he stabbed the long needle into the back of Lu Qing's head with one hand.

Lu Qing trembled violently, and the person who came to hold him down. In less than ten breaths, Lu Qing gradually calmed down.

The visitor breathed a sigh of relief, then slowly pulled out the long needle, and applied something to the back of Lu Qing's head.

He leaned over and reached under Lu Qing's nose, and then said with satisfaction: "Going on the road to the underworld, remember that it is Eunuch Yu who wants to kill you."

He checked the scene again, then went over and picked up the wine glass and put it away, opened the door and left quietly.

More than an hour later, someone was calling out Lu Qing outside, and then cursed that he did not go on duty.

Bang!

The door was kicked open, and a eunuch with a fat face frowned and walked in, then slapped Lu Qing on the shoulder while sitting at the desk.

Lu Qing's body slowly slid to the right, and when he left the table, he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Lu Qing, you've drunk too much."

"Get out!"

"Huh!"

"It's dead! Lu Qing was drunk and died of death!"

A little eunuch died in the palace, just like a chicken died in a farmer in Fangjiazhuang, and it would not attract any attention.

"Master, this chicken is so unfair!"

Fang Xing stood in front of a small tree and looked at the big rooster with an arrow on his body lying under the small tree, a little puzzled.

Fang Derong pointed to a big tree on the side with laughter and cried, saying, "The lady and her playmates said they wanted to practice arrows. The knife was watching. She was originally shooting there, but somehow she turned over."

Fang Xing was speechless because there was an angle difference of about 60 degrees between the two trees. What kind of archery technique can hit this big rooster!

Fang Derong's mouth twitched and continued, "This rooster is a bit famous in the village. She likes to come out to find food every day, but it flew to the small tree before, and then..."

The housekeeper of the Fang family is actually Fang Derong, but Jay Fang refused to retire, saying that he would work for another twenty years and serve the three young masters. Fang Xing and Zhang Shuhui couldn't bear to refuse, so they asked him to continue to have the title of housekeeper, but most of the things were done by Fang Derong.

"Who shot it?"

Fang Xingxie was not Wuyou, but Fang Derong turned his head and said, "Master...it's just a lady."

Fang woke up and picked up the chicken, and asked, "Have you paid for it?"

"father!"

Before Fang Derong could answer, the carefree Wuyou ran over.

She hugged a big rooster tightly and ran happily. The knife was not far away. After seeing Fang Xing, she stopped embarrassedly.

"Dad, I told my mother that she asked someone to catch this big rooster and compensate her."

The big rooster chuckled like an old hen twice, as if she was frightened and didn't struggle.

Fang Xing saw that she was sweating profusely and said, "Okay."

The three of them went to compensate the chicken together, and on the way back, they took away the big rooster that was shot to death.

So there was an extra dish for supper, spicy chicken.

The supper was very lively, and Ma Su's family also came, so they had dinner in the yard.

“This chicken is delicious.”

Ping'an praised Hua Niang's craftsmanship seriously, and Wuyou tried his best to wink at the side to pretend to be reserved, but he did not get a response.

"Second brother, I can shoot arrows."

Wuyou finally couldn't help it, and Zhuzhu also said to her, "It was Wuyou who shot it."

Everyone laughed, and then some people joked without worries.

"Teacher, the misfortune from Suzhou Prefecture, my disciples are preparing to write a letter..."

Ma Su suddenly whispered to Fang Xing about his plans, including the reform of the official land in Suzhou Prefecture, etc.

"...Without shortage of land, and the annual grain tax can have a surplus, the official land does not have any benefit, and it will only create corruption. It is the same as military households' farming. If any official-run matter cannot be kept abreast of all the time, it will become fat in the future, and those people will take action."

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