The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Yan Song burst into tears, looking at the list and couldn't believe his eyes.

The chief examiner was Yan Chengjin, and the first place in the list had to be approved by him, but he actually gave the title of Jieyuan to himself?

"May I ask... May I ask if the Jieyuan of Beizhili is Yan Song?"

"Yes, it is you, brother Weizhong."

Yang Shen smiled bitterly with disappointment, and promised his father that he would win the Jieyuan of Beizhili, but he only got the second place.

The scholars around him stood there like wooden sticks, blinking their eyes constantly at the list. The Jieyuan of this year's exam was really Yan Song!

Yan Song's body was shaking like a sieve. Beizhili was one of the two capitals, and he actually won the Jieyuan!

At this moment, he just wanted to write a letter back to his hometown to tell his father the good news.

But at a moment, his mind was awakened from a dream, and the person he should be most grateful to should be Mr. Yan!

...

Forbidden City, West Warm Pavilion

Yan Chengjin and Li Dongyang led the army of examiners and returned to the palace to submit the imperial edict. The ministers stood on both sides, looking surprised. Yan Song was the champion of Northern Zhili.

Yang Tinghe's face was extremely complicated. The list of candidates for the Autumn Examination had been posted. He had ideas but was powerless.

Emperor Hongzhi looked kind and said, "How could Yan Song be so talented?"

Hanlin Fei Hong looked at Yan Chengjin deeply and reported truthfully, "Originally, Lord Li mentioned Yang Shen as the top candidate, but Lord Yan wanted to mention Yan Song as the champion, so he put Yan Song on the top."

Yang Tinghe's face was miserable, and his eyes as big as copper bells stared at Yan Chengjin.

Yan Chengjin said, "This paper was written by Lord Li. I have not reviewed a single paper in the Imperial Examination Hall, so there is no suspicion of cheating."

Li Dongyang said nothing, indicating his tacit agreement.

Suddenly, the hall fell silent.

You have been in the Imperial Examination Hall for five days, and you have not reviewed a single paper? ! Then what are you doing in the Imperial Examination Hall? !

Emperor Hongzhi was furious and stared at Yan Chengjin for a long time without saying anything.

After finally posting the list, Zhang Sheng did not want to cause any trouble, so he bowed and said: "Post the list to the world. Since there is no favoritism, the Ministry of Rites will write it into the canon."

The list of admissions in Northern Zhili must be submitted to the Ministry of Rites, and the court has a lenient tax exemption for this.

The new Minister of Justice Wei Shen nodded, and did not want to cause any more trouble.

Ma Wensheng said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the Annan envoy came to Beijing to report that the King of Annan, Li Hui, died of illness, and his only son, Li Jing, succeeded to the throne. He specially asked the Ming Dynasty for the decree of canonization."

The vassal states such as Annan and Korea, which were vassal states, needed the approval of the Ming Dynasty to support the new king.

The Li people in Annan have always been dissatisfied with the Ming Dynasty, but Li Hui is a pro-Ming faction and pays tribute to the Ming Dynasty on time in August every year.

Yan Chengjin remembered that His Majesty had also given him two skins.

It's a pity that the man who could stabilize the southwest died.

Emperor Hongzhi sighed in his heart, looked at Zhang Sheng and ordered: "The Ministry of Rites should draft an edict to enthrone Li Jing as the King of Annan."

Zhang Sheng responded with a nod.

Zeng Jian's eyes flickered, and he stood up and said: "The prince and the princess have been married for five years, but they have no children. I think it should be put on the agenda."

All officials agreed with him. The prince's trip to Ningxia almost scared them to death.

If he died, at least the old Zhu family still had a grandson to support.

Emperor Hongzhi also felt strange, but Zeng Jian's words reminded him. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Jing: "What has the prince been doing these days and nights?"

Xiao Jing was scared. How could I know what he was doing...

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the daily records have been abolished, and I don't know."

During the Hongwu period, the daily records were established to record the emperor's daily life and court discussions.

But when it came to the time of Ming Xuanzong, it was abolished.

As a result, later generations knew very little about the emperor's living habits. There were only a few general sentences, such as why Zhu Houzhao had no descendants, and there was no record.

Yan Chengjin muttered to himself, Zhu Houzhao would not have cheated on the palace maids in the palace, right?

Emperor Hongzhi frowned gradually. This matter was not endorsement, and others could not push it.

Liu Jian bowed and said: "A historian is established to record words and deeds. There is no daily record official in the palace now, and many important matters cannot be recorded. I implore your majesty to restore the daily record, record all matters, and hand them over to the history museum."

Li Dongyang nodded. Only in this way can we know what your majesty and the prince did.

Emperor Hongzhi pulled the corner of his mouth with a fake smile.

No emperor wants to be recorded for his words and deeds. Recording sex is fine. In the future, his visits outside the palace will also be recorded in the history books.

"This... Let's start with the prince."

Li Dongyang and Liu Jian looked at each other and suddenly realized.

Micro-visits are lazy politics, and your majesty certainly does not want to be recorded in the history books.

Emperor Hongzhi took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Record the prince's night sleep. I want to know the reason why he has no offspring. Mr. Yan, I see you frowning for a long time, do you have something to say?"

It's faster to take off your pants and take a look. Maybe it's because you are too skinny.

Yan Chengjin said tactfully: "Why don't you let the imperial doctor take a look at your body first?"

The officials looked strange and understood what Yan Chengjin meant.

Emperor Hongzhi's face was ashen, as if he was insulted: "I have seen the prince since he was young, and he is no different from ordinary people!"

...

Outside the Meridian Gate,

Yan Chengjin was waiting for the sedan chair, but found that behind the sedan chair, there was a happy scholar, it was Yan Song.

Holding a string of bacon in his hand, he bowed to him and said: "Thank you, Lord Yan, for your kindness! I want to join the En Mansion and become Lord Yan's disciple."

Yan Song bowed and presented a string of bacon.

If Lord Yan accepted it, he would kneel down and kowtow, and perform the ceremony of offering gifts.

Yan Chengjin was very moved, and then refused him.

"I never accept gifts, and I only accept gifts from His Majesty. If you are grateful, then be a good official."

The officials around looked over. How could this boy reveal his weakness in public?

I'm afraid the last sentence was also meant for them.

Fei Hong looked at Yan Song and Yan Chengjin and felt strange. He heard that Yan Chengjin had never promoted anyone else, but he argued with Li Gong in the Imperial Academy to promote Yan Song as the top scorer.

I'm afraid this scholar named Yan Song doesn't know about this.

Yan Song was disappointed and watched Yan Chengjin get on the sedan chair.

At night, the East Palace.

Zhu Houzhao raised his head suspiciously. He always felt uncomfortable because he was being watched.

After a while, his head poked out from the window curtain. Sure enough, not far away, he saw a little eunuch holding a pen and paper, buried in his head and seemed to be recording something.

"I'm going to have sex, what are you doing here?"

The little eunuch was embarrassed: "Your Majesty asked me to record your daily life without leaking a single drop."

"Then I won't have sex."

The Crown Princess was full of black lines.

…

Early December, early in the morning,

Emperor Hongzhi had just summoned all the officials when the eunuch hurried in to report: "Your Majesty, this is the prince's monthly diary."

The ministers turned their eyes and fell on the diary.

Especially Zeng Jian, his eyes were fixed on Emperor Hongzhi. Was the prince a maid on her way out? Or was he not good enough? The truth was about to be revealed.

Li Dongyang and Liu Jian showed concern.

It was related to the inheritance of the royal family. If the prince had no descendants, the throne would fall to someone else, which was not much different from the prince dying in the border. They would never allow such a thing to happen.

Your Majesty's bloodline was weak, and he hoped that the prince could inherit the fine tradition of the previous emperor and give birth to ten sons.

"Mr. Yan, take a look for yourself. I said the prince is not sick!"

Xiao Jing handed the diary to Yan Chengjin and took a sneak peek.

After reading the diary, Yan Chengjin was more certain that Zhu Houzhao had to go to Huimin Pharmacy to see a male doctor.