I'm still so majestic

After the incident in the south of the Yangtze River subsided, the court settled down again.

But this stability is actually only what it seems on the surface.

The power of Yan Zhou was damaged, and he enlisted the rich and powerful in Kyoto everywhere, trying to make a comeback.There are six vacancies, and each department is indispensable for people with a heart, who are trying their best to climb to a higher place.

The ministers in the court were very concerned about this matter, and thought that the emperor would do the same. After all, the vacancy of the official position is inconvenient. I never thought that Emperor Qinghe was not in a hurry. He still sat on the top lazily every day and looked at them with a half smile, When someone mentioned this matter, he casually raised his eyes and dismissed it with a few words.

After a long time, some people knew in their hearts that the emperor had plans, and they no longer took the initiative to mention this matter.More people still tried their best to find out everywhere, hoping to use this to make their way to the top, but the result naturally failed.

The various forces in the court are planning, and the day has entered August, and the hibiscus in the palace city is slowly opening.

Perhaps it was because of the continuous rainy months that the summer was extremely hot this year. Yan Ji did not go to the imperial study room after the court, but went back to the Xuanjing Hall and changed into loose clothes. He casually rolled up his sleeves at the elbows and leaned lazily on the bed. I want to move.

His body has never been able to suffer much. The Empress Dowager Yixian had a frightened pregnancy in the past, and she gave birth within a month, and her birthday was when it was snowing and plum blossoms. The city is used to it, the days are long, the winter is afraid of the cold and the summer is afraid of the heat, it is indeed a bit delicate.

He leaned against it for a while, feeling profusely sweating all over, so he simply lay down and opened his underwear a little, and sighed.

Soon, Xie Wenzhuo came in with iced mung bean soup, his eyes dimmed when he touched his bare waist, he walked up with a smile, and pulled off his clothes with one free hand: "Your Majesty, be careful not to catch a cold gone."

Yan Ji looked at him helplessly: "Hot."

Xie Wenzhuo laughed: "Iced mung bean soup, try it."

Speaking of this, Yan Ji regained his energy, sat up and took the bowl, and the mung beans tasted cool and refreshing. He couldn't help squinting his eyes, and wrinkled his nose contentedly.

Seeing that he likes it, Xie Wenzhuo looked very relaxed, took the empty bowl in his hand and put it on the side, and sat down on the side of the couch: "It's really hot these days, and it won't cool down in a short time , I’m afraid it will be a sad time.”

Yan Ji hummed: "Forget it, I'm used to it."

And speaking of it, it wasn't too unbearable, these were rare compared to the days he used to conquer everywhere, but he was used to living a comfortable life, and wanted to make himself feel better.

Thinking of this, he leaned on the couch again: "Are those people waiting outside the Imperial Study Room again today?"

Xie Wenzhuo nodded: "A lot of people came, most of them were those who waited outside the study for an hour before leaving."

"I don't have the ability, but I have a big heart." Yan Ji showed a bit of disdain on his face: "How is the preparation of Fu Xiang?"

Hearing that, just as Xie Wenzhuo was about to speak, he suddenly heard a familiar groaning sound in his ears, and then the palace door was pushed open a crack, a white furry dog ​​came in and pushed the door open, walking happily with a letter in its mouth ran in.

Shao He followed behind him: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has arrived."

Let Er Gouzi bring in the letter, and then take this opportunity to report it to the palace.

This is Fu Zhihuai's new way of entering Xuanjing Palace recently.

Because of this, Xie Wenzhuo couldn't stop him.

Yan Ji smiled and asked Shao He to announce Fu Zhihuai.Soon, the palace door was pushed open again, and Fu Zhihuai walked in calmly. He didn't wear court clothes today, but a long gown with purple cuffs embroidered with silver borders. He stood there smiling slightly, looking ridiculous.

Fu Zhihuai stood beside the couch: "Your Majesty."

Yan Ji looked at his smiling face, and suddenly remembered that Fu Zhihuai seemed to like to dress like this when he was young, but later he was in a high position, and in order to add a bit of dignity, he always wore black robes on weekdays. Long time no see.

Er Gouzi Yanji rubbed against his hand.

Yan Ji regained consciousness, took the letter it was holding, and opened it.Today, Fu Zhihuai's letter is not as good as before. Before, it was just a small dirty text, but now with the blessing of small dirty pictures, the text is rendered and the picture is rendered, and the intensity of the picture is hard to describe.

He read it in silence, and then silently folded it for Shao He to put back in the wooden box. While feeling dissatisfied with Fu Zhihuai's desire, he couldn't help but light a piece of wax for his sweetheart. According to this level, if they can join hands in the future, the night must be...

cough.

Yan Ji touched his nose: "The love poems are still good, and the affection is very clear... Fu Xiang, how are things going recently?"

When it came to business, Fu Zhihuai also became serious: "I have found a lot of great Confucian scholars these days, and the gentlemen are very respectful of this matter, and are willing to come out to help us, and... one of them is Yun Qiuyuan, the host of Wang Chu, Mr. Yun gentlemen."

Yun Qiuyuan, a closed disciple of Xie Chen, a great Confucian of the Three Dynasties, was a young man with great aspirations, and wrote nineteen books on "Scholars", accepting virtuous persons regardless of their background, and had a deep reputation among the poor scholars.

Yan Ji was a little surprised: "Mr. Yun is willing to come out of the mountain? This is a good thing. If he helps, then the matter will be extremely simple."

Just as some people in the court thought, Yan Ji didn't ignore the urgent need to recruit talents for the six vacancies, but had already planned in his heart.

This plan is a way to check and balance by promoting talents from poor families.

At the beginning of the founding of the Daqi Dynasty, the poor family of the court and the aristocratic families were almost at the same level, and the two sides competed with each other, supporting many peaceful and prosperous times.It's just that after so many years, the power of the aristocratic family has gradually grown, and now there are almost no poor families in the court, and some people's minds are infinitely expanded, which is a hidden danger.

Yan Ji chose Xie Wenzhuo to be his grand tutor in his last life, not only because of his face, but also because of his humble background.Indeed, Xie Wenzhuo did not disappoint him. He led a group of poor scholars to gradually applaud in the court, and the situation in the court changed. However, he did not reach a balanced state until he died of illness, which was not considered complete.

After all, this matter is not easy. In addition to dealing with the dissatisfaction of the family, the mentality of the poor family is also a problem. Too pure and jealous of the world will not go far in official career, and it is even more so if you are too inferior and cowardly.

Most of them are like this.

Yan Ji needs a person with a high reputation in the poor family to help, so that the children of the poor family can trust him a little more. In the past, he didn't have one, so every step was difficult, but now if he has Yun Qiuyuan, everything will be easy up.

His expression was very relaxed: "With the help of the old man, the matter is already half done. Yan Zhou has had a lot of contacts with the dignitaries in the capital these days, and I am afraid it is for the benefit of the disciples of the aristocratic family. If he is beaten in the face again, then But it's really..."

After that, he didn't speak, and took it with a chuckle.

Fu Zhihuai nodded: "This is indeed an unexpected joy. If there are no accidents in the middle, by the end of this month, there will be tens of thousands of scholars from all over the country co-signing letters. After a long time, this matter will definitely be settled. "

"Then we'll wait and see." Yan Ji smiled, and then looked at Xie Wenzhuo: "When we find a suitable day, the Taifu will go to Mr. Yun's house. The Taifu's temperament should be very similar to him. It fits well."

Xie Wenzhuo agreed with a smile.

Since this matter has been settled, there is nothing else to worry about. Fu Zhihuai has been extremely busy these days, so he left after staying for a while.Not long after he left, Xie Wenzhuo also went out, and Yan Ji rested on the couch for a while, feeling a little cooler, and glanced at Er Gouzi, who was squatting beside him begging to be petted, and settled down.

The sun was scorching outside, Yan Ji was afraid of the heat, so he didn't go out, and walked around the hall with Er Gouzi.Er Gouzi likes the Yuchi in the apse the most, and ran over after thumping until he was wet all over. Seeing aggrieved by the disgusted eyes of the owner, he ran out to shake his hair in small steps.

Yan Ji walked out after it, and saw a ball of white hair flashing past, bypassing the gate of the hall and crashing into the side hall.

The side hall is where Xie Wenzhuo lived.

There are many books there.

Art of War strategy theory, travel notes book, and... Longyang Juan.

Yan Ji was afraid that Er Gouzi would be embarrassed by running around with a erotic scroll in his hands, so he followed him.After walking in and looking around, Er Gouzi squatted beside the desk and looked over innocently, with a book in his mouth as Yan Ji expected.

This kind of habit of picking things up can never be changed.

Yan Ji was helpless, stepped forward and took out the book it was holding, put it on the side, reached out and knocked on its forehead: "If you still like to be so noisy in the future, I will find a cage to lock you up."

Er Gouzi looked at him tearfully, his eyes full of accusations and grievances.

Yan Ji couldn't help laughing, and rubbed the place where he knocked just now: "Okay, don't pretend to be wronged."

Er Gouzi groaned, lay down and buried his head in his paws.

Yan Ji laughed, ignored it, and stood up.In fact, he is also somewhat curious about the place where Xie Wenzhuo lives. It was okay when he had no other thoughts about him in the past, but now that he has, he naturally wants to know more.

The layout of the side hall is no different from what Yan Ji remembers. The vermilion table, landscape paintings, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged on the table, and a book with annotations is placed beside it. The font is calm and atmospheric, just like his people .

Yan Ji looked at it for a while, and felt that there was nothing special about it, so he leaned over and patted Er Gouzi on the head: "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, he looked around the side hall again, then lifted his foot and walked out.

Seeing his back disappear, Er Gouzi stood up and wrinkled his nose. Just as he was about to go out, he caught a glimpse of the book he was holding in his mouth from the corner of his eye.It tilted its head and thought for a while, after confirming that Yanji could no longer see it, it lowered its head and picked up the book again, ran out and hid it under the cushion in the corner.

After doing this, Er Gouzi shook his ears, and squatted obediently by the side when Yanji came in to look over.

Looking pure and innocent.