After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

"Did I mishear just now? Why did I hear His Majesty say that the assessment results are out?"

Some people looked confused, as if they were doubting their lives: "What did I miss? The team competition is already over?"

While everyone was confused, the young emperor stood up and proudly announced the truth to everyone: "The third test will determine the true results of this assessment! The first two tests are not important!"

The emperor's words caused an uproar at the scene.

"The third test, where is the third test?"

"Ah? Why didn't I see it?"

"When did it start?"

Just as everyone was talking and doubting their lives, a group of people walked in from the main gate of Daikoku-ji Temple.

Leading the group was an old man in a purple robe, and next to him was a middle-aged man with a goatee.

There were about ten people behind them, including a beautiful girl, an inconspicuous vendor, a burly man, and an old woman who looked like she was not to be trifled with.

"Eh? Isn't this old woman the victim whose son was killed by the doctor? Why is she here instead of staying at the government office?"

"Could it be that she wants to follow Yuanniang's example and file a complaint with the emperor?"

Someone pointed at the old woman.

"The old lady is here, but what about Su Dalang? Oh, if only one party shows up, Su Dalang will probably suffer a great loss."

Yan Fusong, who was kneeling in the corner and acting as a quail, caught a sharp glimpse of the beautiful woman and a glimmer of hope flashed through his mind.

Could it be that this group of people were the reinforcements she invited?

Yan Fusong looked at the woman with gratitude and love.

The woman gave him a sweet smile in return, which made him feel more confident.

Cui Sanlun, who was grabbing Wu Shan's ears, trembled all over when he saw the old man who was leading the fight. His eyes changed from disbelief to "so that's what it is", and then to raging anger.

"You bastard, Old Zhu, it turns out it was you who did it!" Cui Sanlun gritted his teeth until they made a crunching sound. He exerted even more force with his hands, causing Wu Shanchang to scream in pain.

The ministry officials who were watching also recognized the old man.

"It's Master Zhu!"

"Isn't Lord Zhu the prefect of Nanjun? Why did he suddenly come back?" An official had a sad face.

This is a very difficult thing for a Beijing official to do. Just one step after Cui Sanlun came back, the next step was Lord Zhu.

It is foreseeable that the days from now on will be filled with misery!

"Ah, it's really Lord Zhu!" Compared with the officials who were in tears, the onlookers welcomed Lord Zhu's return with raised hands.

"Mr. Zhu passed the imperial examination at the age of 19 and later served as the chief clerk of Tong'an, Quanzhou. He was upright and capable in his official duties and was very popular among the locals. It is said that when he was transferred and left, he received several umbrellas from the people."

"My brother is a businessman. He has been to Nanjun. He heard that Lord Zhu built water conservancy projects in Nanjun, fought disasters and provided relief, repaired the academy, and bought school land. Over the years, the people of Nanjun have had a much better life."

"Yes, Master Zhu has always attached great importance to academics. When he was in Kyoto, he often gave advice to children."

Another lady added, "Youth fades easily and learning is difficult. Every moment of your life should be precious. Before I know it, the spring grass in the pond is a dream, but the leaves of the parasol tree in front of the steps are already turning autumnal. I sent my son to school because I heard Master Zhu mutter this poem so often."

"You listened to my advice, so your life is better now. Your son passed the examination for a scholar this year. I think it will be no problem for him to pass the examination for a juren in a few years."

The woman smiled, suppressing the desire to show off: "This is all thanks to Master Zhu! Without his earnest advice, we would not have raised my son with all our family's strength."

Someone smelled something unusual: "What's going on this year? Lord Cui just came back, and Lord Zhu is back too. Is something big going to happen?"

His friend pushed him and said, "Don't be ridiculous. Lord Cui and Lord Zhu are even good friends. Maybe Lord Cui knew that Lord Zhu was going back to Beijing, so he came back earlier!"

"That makes sense. They were always together back then. Jiao was inseparable from Meng, and Meng was inseparable from Jiao."

Under the gaze of the crowd, Lord Zhu walked before the emperor, bowed solemnly, and then said in a loud voice: "I am honored to have fulfilled your mission!"

Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission? Which mission?

The life of the Nanjun prefect? ​​Or the life of the third assessment?

Everyone present had a vague feeling that the final examiner should be Lord Zhu.

As expected, the young emperor laughed and said, "My dear minister, thank you for your hard work. I think everyone is confused. Please help them solve the puzzle."

"I will obey your Majesty's command." Lord Zhu turned around and said loudly.

"This third test is about the Three Cardinal Guides and Five Constant Virtues. Confucius proposed benevolence, righteousness, and propriety, and Mencius extended it to benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom. Dong Zhongshu first discussed these five together and called it the eternal and unchanging way, which has continued to this day."

"Ritual is the body, the etiquette of human affairs. Respect for the elders and the young is in order, things are handled according to rules, promiscuity is not committed, and human relations are not destroyed. Take righteousness as the basis, express respect, and be solemn and upright. This is ritual!"

Lord Zhu's words made Yan Fusong feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He had a bad guess in his mind and wanted to cover his face and run away.

However, who would care about his feelings?

Master Zhu continued slowly, "We set up a honey trap at this level. Su Xuanming, Jiang Guanghai, and Su Yunting all remained calm. However, Yan Fusong of Songshan Academy committed adultery with the powerful, which is not what a gentleman does."

Yan Fusong's face was swollen after being beaten in public. He looked at the beautiful lady who was supposed to be from a wealthy family in disbelief.

The beautiful lady's smile was still sweet and touching, but her eyes were very cold.

"When Mr. Yan first saw me, he was amazed, but he was afraid of danger and didn't dare to come forward. It was not until he found the family emblem on the carriage that he lent a hand. After saving me, he was half-hearted."

Yan Fusong was stripped naked, and all the thoughts buried deep in his heart were exposed to everyone.

In fact, there are few heroes throughout history who have not fallen into the trap of beauty.

But Yan Fusong just couldn't get over the humiliation in public. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Mr. Zhu ignored all this and continued, "Benevolence is the heart of every human being. Heart is conscience, conscience is the law of nature, and it is to extend one's own will to others. Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Do things for others, not for yourself. It is compassion, generosity and gentleness. This is benevolence."

Lord Zhu nodded slightly at Yuanniang, who had been lying on the ground crying since they arrived.

"Yuan Niang, you have been wronged."

When Yuanniang heard this, she burst into tears and said, "Please, Master Zhu, please help me and clear my name!"

Wu Shanzhang's face turned pale in an instant. Could it be that Li Maocheng's incident was also a setup? !

Shanchang Wu looked at the old woman suddenly, and the words he heard confirmed his guess.

"Mrs. Cheng, thank you for your hard work."

The old woman forced a smile on her stern face: "I am willing to serve Master Zhu."