[Red Chamber] The imperial examination life of the great master

Both Zhang Heng and Jia Amnesty were silent for a moment.

After a long while, Jia Amnesty raised his head and said, "Your Majesty is right. I think there is a way to get ministers and wealthy businessmen to donate money."

"What way?" Tu Yuan asked eagerly.

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, people in the world have been looking forward to being famous in history, and you adults and wealthy businessmen must be the same. If Your Majesty allows you to set up a monument of meritorious deeds for those ministers and wealthy businessmen who donated silver, and engrave their names on it, they must I will definitely donate generously," Jia She said.

He didn't come up with this idea out of empty words. In history, there were rich businessmen who spent a lot of money in order to leave their names in the history books. If they had the opportunity to make meritorious deeds, they would definitely not be stingy.

Zhang Heng's eyes lit up, "It's a good idea. Once Enhou's idea came out, not only those censors won't make irresponsible remarks, but also those ministers and wealthy businessmen will rush to contribute. I'll talk about it later." , and list the money donated by everyone, presumably they will not only be more willing to contribute money, but also be grateful to His Majesty."

Jia Amnesty couldn't help laughing, he knew Zhang Heng was always cunning, but he didn't expect Zhang Heng to be so cunning.

No wonder people say that Mr. Zhang can sell him and let him count the money.

The most obvious example is Tu Lu. Tu Lu probably didn't know about it until he died. Imperial physician Lin was already Zhang Heng's person, but Zhang Heng borrowed Tu Lu's hand in the death of Emperor Jianming. After Emperor Jianming went down.

Poor Tu Lu thought that Emperor Jianming died at his hands until his death, and he was even proud of it.

Little did he know that he had already become a knife in Zhang Heng's hand.

Tu Yuan smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Then follow Jia Qing's family's idea. If it can solve the urgent need of military pay, I must reward Master Jia well."

Jia She said with a smile: "This is the duty of a minister. Your Majesty is welcome."

Come out from the study.

Zhang Heng and Jia Amnesty walked in tandem.

Along the way, the two of them lived in a rare silence.

Jia Amnesty has a thought in his heart, tomorrow will be Mount Tai Fengzen, if he wants to carry out the plan, he must act tonight.

But Zhang Heng?

He was very worried.

If Zhang Heng asks him to play chess or other things, if he shirks at that time, maybe Zhang Heng will see something wrong.

Although his expression did not show any abnormality.

But Zhang Heng is so familiar with him, how can he not see that he is absent-minded at this time.

Stopping in his tracks, Zhang Heng said: "Tomorrow Taishan Fengchan must get up early, Mr. Jia, go back tonight and have a good rest."

Jia Amnesty was really looking forward to this, and when he heard this, he said politely: "Then Mr. Zhang can rest well."

Zhang Heng hummed, and watched Jia She go away with his hands behind his back.

He closed his eyes, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

He didn't want to think of Jia She as bad, and he couldn't figure out why Jia She would be unfavorable to Tu Yuan.

Jia She has been in the prince's faction since before, and now that Tu Yuan is enthroned, he has a lot of trust in him. It can be said that Jia She is the most important person in the court except Zhang Heng.

He has no reason and no need to attack Tu Yuan.

The truth is this.

He hoped so too.

But Jia Amnesty's behavior made him think of some bad things.

Countless thoughts flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, he clenched his fists, and slowly opened his eyes.

He was never one to be indecisive.

Since he believed that Jia Amnesty would not do anything against Tu Yuan, he went to verify it with his own eyes.

All the items for Taishan Fengchan were prepared by the Ministry of Rites.

Feng Chan's address is located on the top of Mount Tai.

The road is guarded by heavy soldiers, and it is undoubtedly difficult for ordinary people to go up the mountain.

But there is not only one road to Mount Tai.

Although the journey was difficult and bumpy, Jia She still rushed to the top of the mountain at midnight.

Unlike the foot of the mountain, there are no soldiers guarding the top of the mountain.

On the round altar are three animals, five grains and six animals.

The bronze round octagonal incense burner is filled with incense ash.

Tomorrow, Tu Yuan will hold incense and insert it into the censer to worship, while civil and military officials will bow not far from the round altar. Only Tu Yuan can see the situation inside the censer.

Jia Amnesty stuffed the written book into the incense burner, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Finally got it done.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, looked around, and left quickly.

shortly after he left.

Zhang Heng, who followed him, frowned. He looked at the direction Jia She was leaving in confusion, and then glanced at the censer again.

The moonlight is bright tonight, and the moonlight is enough for Zhang Heng to see Jia She's actions.

He didn't understand why Jia She buried a book in it.

Zhang Heng walked to the side of the round altar, he took out the book again, flipped through it roughly, and his expression immediately changed.

He pinched the book, shaking his mind.

With Zhang Heng's knowledge, it is not difficult to see the value of this book. Everything recorded in this book, whether it is the miraculous technology or the terrible history, moved him deeply.

Although the Da'an Dynasty strictly prohibited the sea ban, the wealth is touching. Merchants along the coast often go to sea to trade overseas.

As the Minister of Dali Temple, Zhang Heng has dealt with these people. He knows that there are other countries overseas whose national power is not inferior to Da'an. It's too far away.

But now, when he saw the history written in this book, he couldn't help feeling angry and shocked.

There is no other reason. Although the content written in this book is too far-fetched, it is very possible if you think about it carefully.

Enhou——

Why is there this book?

Zhang Heng closed his eyes, settled down, and hurriedly memorized the contents of the book in his heart.

He put the book back to its original position, and restored everything to be intact, with no abnormalities visible.

tonight.

Many people have trouble falling asleep.

But Jia Amnesty had a rare good sleep.

After settling down a matter of concern, Jia Amnesty was enshrining Zen in Mount Tai. Even when civil and military officials were so exhausted that they were out of breath and died half their lives, they were still full of energy.

When he found out from the corner of his eye that Tu Yuan had put away the book, he became even more excited.

He knew that even if he gave this book to Tu Yuan, it might not be able to change this period of history.

But any chance is better than no chance.

Jia Amnesty collected his thoughts, his expression was determined.

What he can do—is to try his best to avoid the recurrence of that humiliating history.

His expression fell into Zhang Heng's eyes.

Zhang Heng pursed his lips, he thought about it all night, and finally decided to trust Jia Amnesty.

What does this decision mean.

He is very clear.

This not only means that he put his wealth and life on Jia She's side, but also puts the future of the country of Da'an on Jia She.

It's a big gamble.

If they win, they will change history, and if they lose, they may become eternal sinners.

Both Jia Amnesty and Zhang Heng knew this.

But they all chose not to turn back.

Mount Tai Fengchan is by no means an easy task.

But after coming down from Mount Tai, Tu Yuan was still full of energy, and there was an unconcealable excitement in his expression.

After dismissing the maids and eunuchs, Tu Yuan was alone in the hall.

Although no one has lived in the palace for many years, it is well maintained, with carved beams and painted columns, eaves and walls, and candles shining brightly in the octagonal palace lanterns. Tu Yuan looked at the book in his hand, his expression changed again and again.

Candles were lit all night.

In the middle of the night, the eunuch guarding the gate heard the sound of a smashed teacup coming from inside, thinking that something happened, and wanted to go in to check, but was repelled by Tu Yuan.

This is not a common occurrence.

Although Tu Yuan has changed since ascension to the throne of God, he has always been mild-tempered, and he treats them, the old people of the East Palace, with tolerance. When did he get so angry?

at dawn.

Tu Yuan has read the entire book a dozen times.

The joy that was initially thought to be a good omen has long since been overshadowed by anger and doubt.

When he first read this book, he was full of joy, thinking that it was a good omen from heaven, and he still insisted on this idea when he saw the technology that seemed to be a fantasy in the front, but when he saw the bloody His countenance changed after the terrible history.

The more he watched, the angrier he became, especially when he saw those foreign barbarians forcing the ruler of the Qing Dynasty to sign shameless and disgusting treaties, he seemed to feel the same, and was so angry that he wanted to tear up the book!

Shameless!

bastard!

These people are even more hateful than barbarians!

Tu Yuan's anger turned to anger, but he still forced himself to calm down.

A wise monarch should know when he should be angry and when he should be calm.

At this time, although he was angry at this very likely history, he also knew that it might not be true.

Tu Yuan knew that it was not easy to confirm whether this period of history was true.

But the hibiscus ointment, a ruthless look flashed across his eyes, this thing is not difficult to find.

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhang is here." The voice of the little eunuch sounded outside the hall.

Tu Yuan restrained his expression and smiled, "Let him in."

"Your Majesty." Zhang Heng saluted.

Tu Yuan quickly helped him up, "Uncle, don't be too polite."

He glanced around, and after repelling the eunuchs, he pulled Zhang Heng to sit down.

"Uncle, I want you to help investigate something."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Heng asked with his heart tightening.

"Check if there is something called hibiscus ointment in the coast of Fujian or overseas." Tu Yuan said, "This matter is not trivial, uncle must not let the news go."

Zhang Heng quickly understood Tu Yuan's intentions.

If the hibiscus paste is real, it means that everything written in that book may be true.

"Okay." Zhang Heng agreed without hesitation.

Tu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's fine if it's fake, if it's true?

Tu Yuan squinted his eyes, offending China—even if it is far away, he will be punished!