Chapter 208 Please Your Majesty Make the Decision for the World's Poor Scholars!

Chunjia's words were well-founded, and the regent couldn't say anything if he wanted to object, so he could only look at other people.

"Your Majesty, Miao Zhongcheng said yesterday about Xie Fu's matter. Your Majesty said that such trivial matters should not be taken to the temple to waste time because of personal grievances." Fortunately, he was not the only one who learned the lessons of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. At this time, Cui Wan He stood up and remonstrated, "According to my opinion, Xie Wuzheng's knocking on the Dengwen drum at this moment is just pretending to be alarmist, and the purpose is to rescue his brother. Therefore, it is better to hand him over to Dali Temple for interrogation first, waiting for confirmation." It needs to face the holy, and then bring it to the court, so as not to delay your majesty's business!"

"Your Majesty, I think what Cui Shangshu said is very true." Several powerful officials exchanged glances with each other, and soon many people stood up and echoed Cui Wan's words.

Above the alchemy, a golden lacquered throne sits high. Sitting upright, Chunjia wears a twelve-pronged crown and a gown. Although the crown is hidden and the face of the emperor cannot be seen clearly, the majesty is self-existing, making people dare not look directly at it.

Chunjia's heart was cold.

You can see clearly from a high position, there are many temples and hills, but there are few people who are the only ones who are looking forward to him.

In such a situation, even though they used various means to make them respect him as the emperor, it was only temporary after all. How could they not use Enke and the princess's marriage to quickly promote the direct descendants?

After all, Yun Fenghuang in the harem has been cultivated by him and the Queen Mother Yuan, and even seized every opportunity to connect with Zhaorong internally and support relatives externally, with a long-term plan.

He Chunjiagui is the son of heaven, he is extremely honorable in the world, he can only be relied on by others, but who can he rely on?

"Dengwengu existed in the previous dynasty, and His Majesty the Emperor Taizu ordered to follow it to redress the injustice. This is the ancestral system." There was no one in the temple. Although Chunjia was frightened, he was not flustered. Looking at the many opponents, he calmed down. Slowly said, "Since I ascended the throne, the government has entrusted the ministers to study for eight years, and I often listen to the teachers' teachings. The country is governed by filial piety... What? Now I want to follow the rules set by His Majesty the Taizu Emperor, but it is wrong. ?”

"I dare not!" Hearing this, Cui Wan had no choice but to kneel down and plead guilty, "I didn't mean that..."

Chunjia interrupted softly: "Then what does Aiqing mean?"

Before Cui Wan could answer, he said, "When you object, I can bring people up for questioning. If you really don't want to delay my time, just step back!"

Said to tell the guard, "Lead the man up."

"Your Majesty!" Seeing the guards leaving to summon him, the regent couldn't help but come out again, "His Majesty the Emperor Taizu set up the Dengwen Drum for the convenience of the people to appeal for grievances! But Xie Fu's matter is hard evidence, thank you Wuzheng , clearly abused the Dengwen drum! If His Majesty connives this time, won’t it be a trivial matter in the future that will alarm the court? How decent is this!”

Chunjia glanced at him, and said kindly: "The emperor's words are also justified. How about it, let's listen together later, if what Xie Wuzheng knocked on Deng Wengu's words makes sense, That's fine; if it's a mess, or it's purely for your own selfishness, how about depriving him of his status as a candidate for the examination and sending him back to his original place?"

This punishment doesn't sound light, after all, scholars came all the way to the Imperial Capital, didn't they want to be named on the gold list, and they will be promoted from then on?

But when the emperor said this, he didn't mean to defend himself: If Xie Wuzheng didn't hold on right now, even if he got off the stage and won the ranking, his life would be difficult.

It's better to go back to his hometown and be his 21st son of the Xie family.

The regent heard it, and sneered slightly: "Your Majesty's words are absolutely true!"

It's not a short distance for the emperor to go back to the Northland.

If Xie Wuzheng can't reverse the situation in one fell swoop today, the regent feels that there is no need for this person to go back.

Just stay in the Imperial Capital forever and ever.

After a while, Xie Wuzheng and his party were brought to the hall.

Xie Wuzheng was one of the youngest among them, and he walked ahead without feeling abrupt.

All because of his tall stature, handsome appearance, and extraordinary courage, he passed by with his head held high without showing any signs of timidity when facing the unexplained gazes and scrutiny from the civil and military courts.

When saluting and worshiping at the bottom of Danchi, all the behaviors are full of rules. When the arms are dancing, the big sleeves are fluttering, which makes it more youthful, chic and suave.

Although the regent and other important ministers are hostile to him, they can't help but feel a little pity for their talents at this moment.

But the moment is awe-inspiring.

The Xie family in the Northland is just a big family in the countryside, so to them, it is nothing to worry about.

Such a family, first there is Yun Fenghuang, who can face the main position when she first enters the palace, and sweep the six palaces in just a few months. His family will definitely be taken seriously, let alone the little-known Xie family?

It's hard not to make people suspect that this family has luck and is indeed going to rise up and become their confidant's big trouble!

"Your Majesty, please be the master for the students waiting for the humble scholars!" After the ceremony, Chunjia called out and ordered him to explain the reason for beating the drums. Xie Wuzheng bowed his hands before saying with emotion, "Since the announcement of Enke, the students wait for the poor scholars." , Trek across mountains and rivers, come to the imperial capital from afar, in order to serve the court and be loyal to the emperor! If you end up in the next year and lose your name to Sun Shan, this is all your own talent and learning. If your luck is not enough, it has nothing to do with others!"

"But since the Double Ninth Banquet, because of rumors in the imperial capital that the Tian family intends to choose a son-in-law from among the new scholars, the scholars who came from a poor family and have both talents and appearances have repeatedly encountered accidents. Last month... 30 years ago... half a month Before... a few days ago... Although the student came from a humble background, perhaps he had a daughter of the fourth wife who was adopted by Duke Yi's family, and was able to enter the palace to serve His Majesty, and had a little protection. Brother!"

"Your Majesty, please be the master of the world's humble scholars, and don't let the country's talent ceremony be reduced to a place where the rich and powerful shelter their children!"

"Nonsense!!!" Halfway through Xie Wuzheng's words, all the civil and military officials in the court turned pale, and even Chunjia on the throne shrank his pupils suddenly!

Cui Wan, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, hastily hinted at the subordinates to come out and scold him, "Xie Fu, Xie Shishi, has always been romantic and lustful. When he was in his hometown, he lingered in the fireworks field. He never returned home when he grew up! He ignored Enke and stayed in Fengyuechang to fight with others. , causing people to be disabled, all because they do not practice moral character and have no kingly law! Why are you talking about a poor scholar in the world?! Your Majesty, this scholar is bold and reckless, making trouble for no reason at all! Go back to the place of origin and never be hired!"

Emperor Chunjia's face was gloomy, he ignored him, and Xie Wuzheng, he only looked at the one on the general's side: "Xie Wuzheng said that after the Double Ninth Banquet, scholars from poor families with good looks and talent have frequent accidents, is it true or not?"

Sun Yu, the envoy of the imperial city, came out in a cold sweat and replied: "Returning to Your Majesty, I have never received such a report, maybe..."

"So you're not sure?" Chunjia interrupted him, and said with a blank expression, "Go and check, go now!"

"...Yes!" Sun Yu agreed, not even wiping off his sweat, saluted, and hurried out of the hall.

Seeing this situation, Cui Wan and the others couldn't hold back any longer, and came out to persuade them: "Your Majesty, if someone really targets poor scholars in the most benevolent place in the imperial capital, how can they hide it for so long? Probably..."

"Cui Shangshu." Before he finished speaking, Chunjia turned to him, and said kindly, "The Imperial City Secretary's supervision of the world is only a matter of the imperial capital. How come you can't afford to wait so little time?"

Cui Wan choked, and quickly said: "I dare not."

Judging by the emperor's face at the moment, as long as he is a little slow in denying, he might be sent back to his hometown to retire.

Knowing that Chunjia is in a bad mood now, no one dares to make a sound.

Only the Regent looked at Xie Wuzheng and asked, "After the Double Ninth Banquet, poor families have accidents one after another. When did you know?"

Xie Wuzheng said neither humble nor overbearing: "I didn't know it until yesterday, so I came here this morning to beat the Dengwen drum, to seek justice for me and other poor children."

"It makes sense." The Regent nodded and said, "However, it has been less than two days since Xie Fu's accident happened. Brothers like you are not from the Imperial Capital, but have come from a long way. It seems that you have come to the Imperial Capital. In just a few months, the news is so well-informed?"

Turning to Dan Chi, "Your Majesty, this matter is suspicious!"

"It's good to teach the Regent to know about this matter, but it was not the Xie brothers who noticed it, but the students who came to tell us after learning about Xie Shiyi's accident." Unexpectedly, Chunjia hadn't answered yet, a person walked out behind Xie Wuzheng, twenty He was young, with a straight and upright figure in green shirt, tall and straight, although his appearance was not handsome, his temperament was very outstanding. Even standing beside Xie Wuzheng, who was charming and charming, he could not lose the wind. He said calmly, "Student Nie Bochen, a native of Qiongzhou Nie Boluan, a humble scholar who had an accident thirty years ago, is a brother of the student family!"

"The brother of the student family has always been cautious in his words and deeds, and is kind to others, but he met a hooligan for no reason. Regardless of his self-professional acceptance of the scholar, he forcibly broke his right hand. He has not recovered yet, and his end is hopeless!"

"At that time, the students and the clan brother all said that the clan brother had a bad year and met bad people. However, not long after, they learned that before the clan brother, some people also encountered unreasonable disasters!"

"Because there are tens of thousands of scholars in the imperial capital, the student brothers have always been humble. They don't think that they are outstanding and worthy of being calculated by others. Therefore, although they have doubts in their hearts, they have never thought about it. They just pay attention to it secretly."

"But these days, among the humble scholars in the imperial capital, those who are admired for their talents and appearances have encountered jobs one after another!"

Nie Bochen said in a deep voice, "The night before yesterday, even the blood relatives of the real concubine were slandered..."

"Wait!" The people at Yushitai couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted, "His Majesty has ordered Dali Temple to thoroughly investigate Xie Fu's matter, whether he has been slandered, or is he really jealous of a prostitute and beat him to death?" Remnant, you have to wait for someone's conclusion, it's not something you just said casually!"

Nie Bochen didn't argue with him either: "What your lord said is very true! But I waited for the humble scholars to have accidents again and again, which is suspicious after all! If it's just one or two, it can be said that some people are not lucky. According to the students' inquiries , these days, the humble scholars have suffered many accidents, and the rich and powerful children who intend to end next year are all safe and sound! In such a situation, how can the poor scholars not feel suspicious? This is why the students specially went to Xie’s mansion yesterday to visit for the sake of

"And the students are also worried that although my cousin is a bit loose, his nature is not bad. Moreover, when my cousin was in his hometown, he was really used to seeing beautiful women, so why is it worthwhile for his cousin to ignore Enke's approach and commit suicide Is it dangerous to beat the son of an official in public?" Xie Wuzheng answered in a timely manner, "After listening to what Brother Bo Chen said, I deeply feel that someone is targeting my humble scholar, deliberately preventing me from going to the end, and interfering with the talent ceremony! The Spring Festival is just around the corner, if there is a delay, I am afraid that more poor scholars will suffer, so in a haste, we beat the Dengwen Drum to reach the heavens!"

As he spoke, he bowed to Dan Chi, "Your Majesty, please make the decision for me and other humble scholars!"

Chunjia's face was hidden behind the crown, but the emperor was sitting upright, with a solemn demeanor, and his voice was cold: "Be safe and don't be impatient, and wait for the reply from the Imperial City Secretary, I... will deal with it fairly!"

After a while, Sun Yu's clothes were completely wet, and he quickly walked into the hall, prostrating himself on the ground: "Your servant!"