klisemfg Chapter 172 172 I have a plan
Chapter 172 172 I have a plan
Chapter 172 I Have a Plan
The three people here are all "real relatives."
Zhu Biao and Li Wenzhong were completely shocked by Wang Buli's words about His Majesty's death.
So much so that I didn't even listen to what he said next.
This guy is so brave!
Dare to say anything.
Zhu Biao knew that these words would reach his father's ears.
Li Wenzhong knew that His Majesty had inspectors wandering around, and there must be eyes and ears in the Jiangning County government.
Once the news reaches His Majesty's ears, there is no guarantee that Wang Buli will be reprimanded.
"Plough."
Li Wenzhong felt that this man was really quick to talk, and he dared to speak even to His Majesty.
When he actually arrived at the Imperial College, he didn't need any instructions at all. The intensity of humiliating the students was simply imaginable.
Wang Buli directly put this battle-hardened veteran to death.
"You must be careful in your words and deeds from now on." Li Wenzhong sighed and said:
"You are different from Jiujiang and others. You are a smart person, so you should pay more attention."
"I understand." Wang Buli was very surprised:
"But everyone will die. My cousin has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, so he should understand this truth.
The emperor is just a profession. It does not mean that a person can live forever. Otherwise, why would we train a successor as a prince?
Even the prime minister's belly can hold a boat. I believe my father-in-law's belly is not that small.
Is it possible that you will tell His Majesty the conversation between us?
Even if false accusations are spread to His Majesty's ears that we are forming a clique, they are still princelings.
I'm sure His Majesty won't blame him. "
Wang Buli had to say all the good things alone.
Even Zhu Biao couldn't refute.
Li Wenzhong could only say that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.
Zhu Wenzheng was more respected by the emperor than he was in that year, but didn't he also die in confinement?
Don't jump too much, kid!
"Cough cough."
It was Zhu Biao who broke the silence: "Don't you understand that disaster comes from the mouth?"
He couldn't guess whether Wang Buli said those words deliberately or from the bottom of his heart.
Because it sounds too sinister to him.
After all, Zhu Biao knew a lot of secrets, so he naturally had more to think about.
Or Wang Buli thinks too simply about the royal family.
However, Li Wenzhong believed that Wang Buli still did not understand the cruelty of the royal family. His uncle could do anything to stabilize the imperial power.
"Do you think I would say such senseless things to others?" Wang Buli poured herbal tea for the two of them to relieve their anger: "We are all real relatives, and I promise not to trick you!"
What Wang Buli meant behind his words, is it possible that you can trick me?
Zhu Biao nodded, he believed Wang Buli's words.
As the princeling's talker, Zhu Biao still has this confidence.
Wang Buli had just stated that once his father died and he succeeded to the throne, he would be harsh on his brother-in-law.
But Zhu Biao believed that Wang Buli was completely too cautious, and his existence was irreplaceable for the Ming Dynasty.
The only thing Zhu Biao didn't know was whether he could enter the fairyland alone after his father was gone.
This is a big problem.
Li Wenzhong also picked up the tea cup and took a long sip to calm down. What Wang Buli said did make sense.
According to the current situation, who is not a princeling?
Anyone who seeks refuge with other princes is simply out of his mind.
But the three people here really have a villain, but Wang Buli doesn't say who it is.
"Let's go, let's go to the Imperial College and have a look first." Zhu Biao stood up and suggested: "My cousin looks down on this group of people so much, so I can't just believe it."
Wang Buli changed into his regular clothes and followed Zhu Biao to the field, just like hanging out at work.
He has not been to the Imperial College yet.
The only time they had any intersection was when a beggar discovered a case of mutilated corpses, and he led the team to Shangyuan County.
Rumors of the Ogre.
It's mostly dispersed now.
This unsolved case has been pending in Shangyuan County and has not been solved.
After Wang Buli deduced the slightest internal cause, he didn't want to cause trouble.
It’s just too complicated and I’m too lazy to reach out.
Zhu Biao actually didn't understand Wang Buli's behavior of holding an oil-paper umbrella.
He believed that his sister was definitely not the kind of vulgar person who only looked at people's faces. .
Wang Buli paid too much attention to his appearance, thinking that he was chosen as the consort because of his good looks.
Zhu Biao couldn't really tell Wang Buli the reason.
Wang Buli himself didn't bother to explain sunburn, so he just pretended that the Prince Consort was relying on his face to make a living.
Anyway, as the proverb says, what are you going to do if you don’t make good use of it?
Lao Zhu still has great expectations for the Imperial College.
Today many famous Confucians teach here.
They are also extremely worried about His Majesty not holding the imperial examination.
Although students come to study to inherit Confucian ideas, they are essentially to become officials.
Otherwise, what are you doing here if you are far away from home?
When Wang Buli entered the gate of the Imperial College, he could hear the sound of reading loudly.
He didn't like hearing this head-wagging stuff.
There were many students enjoying the shade under the trees. There were about two to three thousand people in the entire Imperial College.
Because of Zhu Yuanzhang's expansion of enrollment, people like Wang Buli and his eldest brother could come to study.
No one paid attention to the newcomers to the Imperial College.
Wang Buli looked at the students sleeping on the grass with books covering their faces under the shade of the trees. He was quite familiar with them.
Those who play chess, fish, and exercise.
There were also people shouting and yelling about playing with the official selection map.
This dice-throwing promotion game was probably handed down from the Tang Dynasty.
In the Song Dynasty, due to its "gambling" nature, it became even more popular.
Few people asked about it during the Yuan Dynasty, but it has become popular again recently.
Perhaps the inheritance was broken. The promotion chart played by students of the Ming Dynasty, throwing the dice five or six times can lead to the end of the position of Grand Master. There are not as many tricks as in the previous dynasty.
In short, after being unable to take the imperial examination, many students stopped taking it.
Learn.
Learn shit!
Even his eldest brother Wang Guanzhong makes pills at home and only comes here occasionally to study.
When Zhu Biao saw these students, he could only sigh secretly.
The imperial examination will not be held in the next few years.
I don’t know how many of the students in the Imperial College will still be able to continue studying in a few years.
Then it will be their chance to soar into the sky.
Watching them play promotion chess, Wang Buli thought about whether to let Li Jinglong expand his business.
Ye Qinhuai also opened a small casino, in short, just to make money.
"Look, I don't blame His Majesty for saying they are loose and free, because it is a fact." Li Wenzhong stabbed Zhu Biao again.
Wang Buli fanned himself indifferently.
According to Lao Zhu's selection of powerful scholars from all over the country, there is a high probability that these people will become more powerful ministers.
But most people have no sense of existence.
Or maybe because of Lao Zhu's involvement in several major cases, they were all killed and there was no chance for growth at all.
"This young master, are you Wang Buli?"
Wang Buli looked at the immature young man with acne in front of him.
"No need to salute."
It was Zhu Biao who said hello to Fang Xiaoru first.
Speaking of which, the two of them are considered brothers in the same discipline.
Because Fang Xiaoru was Song Lian's student, and he was an extremely outstanding one.
When Fang Xiaoru was young, she was very alert and alert, with piercing eyes. She read more than an inch thick every day.
When he became an adult, he studied with Song Lian. Among Song Lian's disciples, none of the famous scholars were as good as him.
Even their predecessors Hu Han and Su Boxheng felt inferior.
However, his father Fang Keqin was convicted of the "empty seal" incident and was executed. He supported the coffin and returned to his hometown for burial. His grief moved the people on the road and was praised.
Zhu Biao heard his teacher mention his proud disciple and met him.
Wang Buli looked suspicious and asked Zhu Biao to introduce him:
"Brother-in-law, this is my teacher's youngest disciple, his name is Fang Xiaoru."
"Fang Xiaoru?"
Only then did Wang Buli take a closer look at the young man in front of him.
Fang Xiaoru was programmed into Black Zhu Di's "Kill Me Ten Clan", so why not!
But the fact is that his nephew collected Fang Xiaoru's body.
Zhu Di has no political acumen, has never systematically studied the art of emperors, and will not directly kill ten tribes before he ascends the throne.
It was just that Fang Xiaoru's car was broken apart and he died. As for his brother, his wife's son, they all committed suicide.
And the grandchildren didn't die either, they just changed their surnames.
Zhu Gaochi rehabilitated Fang Xiaoru, Wanli allowed the direct descendants of the Fang family to change their surnames back, and Tianqi completely forgave the heirs of the Fang family.
Zhu Di acted extremely cautiously before and after he ascended the throne.
Lao Zhu also valued him very much. He told Zhu Biao that this person was someone you could use until his death. He also refused to promote Fang Xiaoru until he died and Zhu Biao promoted him.
In this way, Fang Xiaoru can be regarded as Zhu Biao's minister and will be more grateful to the new emperor. This is indeed a basic operation.
The old emperor belittled some people before he died, and then promoted these people back when the new emperor came to power. This was considered a favor.
"Prince-in-law, have you heard of me?"
Fang Xiaoru knew Wang Buli.
That's because he killed the messenger in the street and happened to be standing among the onlookers to listen to what he said.
He also followed Wang Buli's carriage, thinking that this was what a man should do.
At that time, Fang Xiaoru only felt that her chest was warm.
If officials were like Wang Buli, who prayed for the people, why would the Ming Dynasty not become stronger?
In addition, His Majesty also imposes capital punishment on corrupt officials, which has stopped many people from taking bribes.
Of course.
Fang Xiaoru was still a little sad about his father's death and believed that His Majesty's punishment was too harsh.
"Well, my eldest brother also studied in the Imperial College."
Wang Buli directly pulled out his eldest brother Wang Guanzhong, who still talked about the famous person who stood out among thousands of people in the Imperial College.
After all, not everyone can be a student of the famous scholar Song Lian.
Fang Xiaoru was very happy after hearing Wang Buli's words.
Li Wenzhong had also heard of this person. He was a rare person in the Imperial College and the seed of Ming Dynasty’s reading.
"The prince is here to see the teacher?"
Zhu Biao shook his head with a smile on his face: "I just came here to take a look around and see the students' life and study."
Fang Xiaoru slightly cupped her hands and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty is not holding the imperial examination now, and people are impetuous."
"I know."
Zhu Biao nodded lightly. It was inevitable for his father to renovate the Imperial College.
Wang Buli looked at Fang Xiaoru, who was older than him and relatively thin.
I heard that the family background was not very good. I wonder if the preface written by Song Lian to send Ma Sheng to Dongyang inspired Fang Xiaoru.
Ma Junze, the son of Ma Dongyang, is currently studying in the Imperial College. He and Song Lian can be regarded as close friends.