The court, aristocratic family, and sect. This steel wire is not only trampled by Emperor Tang, but every good emperor is an expert in playing steel wire. What he plays is heartbeat and what he finds is excitement.

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Tan Ji Ru, this person cannot figure it out.

This is Wang Ce’s opinion, and I believe it is also the opinion of many people. Tan Jiru is not a hypocrite, he wears the mask directly and tells you that he is wearing a mask. However, you just can’t figure it out.

Wang Ce occasionally thought to himself that maybe Emperor Tang gave up on Tan Jiru's mind. For an emperor, a minister who cannot control is not a good tailor.

It seems that he and Tan Ji Ru are clearly making a fuss. But Tan Ji Ru didn't seem to be at ease, but instead kept giving advice to Wang Ce many related things, such as how to be a commander, and many situations in Beizhou.

With the guidance of Ji Ru and Liu Yexing along the way, Wang Ce quickly got into the state, and his understanding of Beizhou almost changed from being poor and becoming a petty bourgeoisie. His understanding of Jiuzhou was also gradually deepened.

I have to say that living a longer life is often the greatest capital.

"This is a very beautiful city." Wang Ce couldn't help but praise the people here are generally rich because of their specialties, and their calm temperament is very pleasant. It gives people a bit like a tourist destination in Yunnan.

Liu Yexing showed a hint of mockery: "With wealth and no force, it is often a dish on the dining table."

Wang Ce was speechless because he knew that this was right. Iraq was a portrayal. Aristocratic families dared to make big money in a high-profile or low-key manner. Even if the emperor knew that these aristocratic families were mostly eyeing each other, they would immediately rebel when there was a problem with the country, and there was nothing he could do.

In most affairs, the sects are detached outsiders. If you beat them to death, they will not move their eyelashes. Before the Northern Tang royal family rebelled last year, the sects directly summoned the offerings handed to the court, and they would not ** the court.

If the sect is an outsider, the aristocratic family is the insider who gamblings. The situation in Beiliu is a portrayal. If the time comes, the aristocratic family will stab you with a knife.

The so-called iron sects and flowing dynasties. Aristocratic families are located between the two. One number is enough to illustrate many problems: whether in the East and North China, more than half of the royal families in various countries have predecessors that carry the anti-flagship.

Talk about Ji Ru and Liu Yexing are all very knowledgeable people. The various instructions they gave to Wang Ce are undoubtedly a matter of experience.

At lunch the next day, the city suddenly boiled like a hot soup.

Wang Ce looked at him in surprise. Many people, even the officials in the city, seemed quite excited. He was already respectful and rushed towards the south gate.

In this noisy and exciting mood, after a while, the city officials and the people surrounded a young man riding a white horse and slowly came through the street.

Tan Jiru and Liu Yexing suddenly looked solemn, and they looked at the young scholar motionlessly, looking at each other: "It's him?" "It's him!"

"Think about it, it's almost the same situation. But I didn't expect it to be like this...shadow."

"Maybe the news leaked, maybe it might be."

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The two of them said these things Wang Ce didn't understand very well. Dai Lin and others didn't understand them at first, and then they looked dazed. It seemed that Wang Ce was just ignorant and slapped the table angrily: "What is it, why is it just me."

Dai Lin and others looked ashamed, wishing to dig a hole in the floor immediately and drill down. Everyone looked at him with a very strange look, as if they were looking at a foreigner.

Su Mei pulled Wang Ce by his side and said softly: "The Palace of All the Sons! Spring Selection." Wang Ce almost listened to the Spring Festival.

Spring Selection! Wang Ce suddenly realized and was secretly awe-inspiring. Su Wen Chunxuan had a great influence, but only after witnessing it with his own eyes, he got to know him a little. He recalled one thing again, and his expression became more and more solemn.

A person's life has to go through selection and competition everywhere. Final exams, academic entrance exams, college entrance exams, etc. are all a kind of competition. When you enter society, you will face more various selections.

Some of them seem to have nothing to do with selection, but they are essentially still for selection. If you become a martial master, you will be respected in any country. This is also a kind of competition and selection. There are competitions, and there are competitions, there are selections.

Spring selection is a selection of the various academies, but it has a great influence.

The Academy of the School of the Scholars is a holy place for literati in the nine continents, with countless scholars and students. Every once in a while, the Academy will send a considerable number of the most outstanding academicians in the Heart to travel, and after returning, they will test the results.

Among them, the most outstanding bachelor of Heart Science often becomes a member of the various places of the Academy of the Chinese Materias, and is quite a diplomat.

Of course, if it is just this, it is just a game for the upper class, and the people will not care. The interesting thing is here. These sent out scholars of the Xinxiang Academy will instead of the people to call the courts of various countries as outsiders.

For example, the world is amnesty, such as disaster relief, tax reduction, etc.

The most interesting thing is that in this game, the people represented by the Bachelor of Heart Sciences have always been represented and have never voted.

Wang Ce looked at the young man and his thoughts changed a lot, and his expression became solemn unconsciously. At this moment, he thought a lot without realizing it.

As a senior bureaucrat in the Northern Tang Dynasty, Wang Ce knew more inside information than the people, and it was precisely because he knew that he was solemn. Many people knew it well that spring selection is never simple.

Young scholars were surrounded by a distance.

Tan Jiru suddenly turned around and said calmly: "You are going to Jiuzhou? Then, it's time to get on the road."

Wang Ce also thought it was time and explained: "Pack up your luggage and prepare to go on the road."

Tan Jiru pondered for a while, and a light color rippled: "If you are going to Sinzhou, then you should first know another thing. In addition to the three sects, courts, and aristocratic families, there is another kind of force."

"Jianghu Gang!"

Wang Ce frowned and smoothed his wrinkles with his hands, surprised: "Jianghu Gang? Very strong?"

Tan Jiru pondered, as if he was considering the words, and said cautiously: "It is not necessarily true that he is weak. There are strong Jianghu gangs, and there are also very weak gangs who can make money."

After a pause, she smiled: "The court, sect and aristocratic families all have the strength to flatten the major gangs."

This is the gangsters composed of warriors. Wang Ce understands in his way and has the ability to eliminate them, which does not mean that he must do this. After watching too many gangster movies, Wang Ce knows a lot that this kind of thing is like a leek, shoveling one after another.

After thinking carefully, Wang Ce had an insight and wondered: "Why does the Northern Tang seem to have no major Jianghu gang?" Liu Yexing immediately burst into laughter.

Tan Jiru's expression was indifferent. Wang Ce slapped his forehead and this question became ***. In the past, there was Tan Jiru who was in charge of the Nanya, and it was impossible for the Jianghu Gang to become a big shot.

Any land without a border is often the most powerful place with the Jianghu gangs. In other words, Sinzhou is a place where gang forces are rampant.
Chapter completed!