Although there is no official vacancy to fill, and it is rare to be able to hold an official position, it is already an official status.
Even if they are asked to study in a province, their merits cannot be taken away directly. They can only report to the emperor and let the emperor decide.
Of course, if a counterpart like Tixue writes to the emperor to remove a certain scholar from his position, as long as the reason is reasonable, the emperor will probably not ask carefully and will approve it one by one.
However, Shen Yi is not a scholar of officialdom. It is more troublesome to deal with them. They need to report to the emperor, and only through the emperor can they be expelled.
If it were an ordinary official, even a third-rank official like Shen Yi, it would be difficult for him to meet the emperor casually. Moreover, if he did not have a good relationship with the emperor and mentioned such a matter, he might be scolded by the emperor for not doing his job properly.
In addition to academic officials, if you want to move these people, you usually need an official at the prime minister or minister level to attract the emperor's attention.
But Shen Yi is different.
Judging from the current situation in the court alone, the only thing that makes the emperor good to him is wearing a pair of trousers.
Moreover, as long as the Northern Expedition continues, the relationship between the two people will not get worse.
It is too easy for Mr. Shen to join them.
After saying this, Shen Yi glanced at the crowd and said expressionlessly: "When you are removed from your rank and become common people, you will be fined and sent to the army for insulting the officials of the imperial court."
"Charge into the Huai'an army."
Since these people can scold Shen Yi, they naturally know something about Shen Yi.
Know what the Huai'an Army is and who is leading it now.
They had offended Shen Yi. If they were recruited into the Huai'an army, and with their thin arms and legs, there would really be no way for them to survive.
After hearing what Shen Yi said, everyone swallowed their saliva at the same time.
No one dared to reply to Shen Yi's words.
No one even dared to raise his head and look directly into Shen Yi's eyes.
Mr. Shen walked around with his hands behind his back. Seeing that no one spoke, he shook his head in disappointment: "I thought there would be a few tough guys."
"What a disappointment."
"Thanks to you for claiming to be disciples of saints, if you really think that I, Shen, am a heinous Confucian sinner."
"Thousands of people have taught you what Meng Sheng taught you, but why doesn't anyone remember it in their heart?"
"That's all."
Mr. Shen snorted: "I'm too lazy to argue with you."
"I said it was from someone's instigation."
He looked at everyone and said in a calm voice: "If someone comes forward now and accuses me of the person behind it, I might be merciful."
There was silence again.
Mr. Shen sneered: "Very good."
"Don't think that if you don't tell me your name, I won't know who you are. Within a day, your name, household registration, and even family members' names will all appear on my desk."
"If you don't believe it."
Shen Yi waved his hand at Zhu Zhen, gesturing for him to get out of the way.
"You can leave now."
At this point, a man in his thirties or forties finally couldn't stand it any longer.
He walked out tremblingly, bowed to Shen Yi and said, "Master Shen, the students are innocent..."
He looked sad and almost burst into tears.
"Yesterday, someone said that students would be given fifty taels of silver, and as long as they stand in front of the adults' house today, they would not have to do anything else..."
"The student never insulted the adult. The student stood at the door of the adult's house and didn't say a word..."
He said in a trembling voice: "That man is a fellow student of the student, and he is just a student member. He only gave the student twenty-five taels of silver yesterday, and said he would give the rest to the student today..."
Shen Yi looked up at him and asked, "What's your name? What's the name of your fellow countryman?"
"The student's fellow countryman is called Qu Ling...from Chuzhou..."
"Student, student..."
He stammered for a long time, unable to say his name. He was obviously extremely afraid, fearing that the meritorious service he had gained so easily would be wasted overnight.
"If you don't tell me, I'll go check it out myself."
As soon as Shen Yi said these words, this person gritted his teeth and said, "The student's surname is Ji, Ji Zhiyin."
He seemed to be frightened and murmured: "It means that the chronology goes back to the Yin and Shang Dynasties..."
Shen Yi looked back at Jiang Sheng who was following behind him.
"Did you remember it?"
Jiang Sheng lowered his head and said, "I've written it down."
Shen Yi waved his hand and said calmly: "Just go home."
Ji Zhiyin shivered, lowered his head tremblingly, and left the Imperial College with his whole body shaking.
The first person relented, and then more and more people took the initiative to admit their mistakes. Especially these officials, because they were worried that they would really be dismissed, they began to take the initiative to "confess".
Not long after, there were more than forty people, and only a dozen scholars were left, and most of them were older scholars. They stood there with their necks hunched, a little at a loss.
Obviously, some of these troublemakers are stupid and some are bad.
These talented people standing there are stupid.
But Shen Yi would not let them go just because of this.
Sometimes, being stupid is worse than being bad.
It only took more than half an hour to count the names of these people. Mr. Shen never looked at these people again and strode away.
The prince of the state offered wine to Zhou Cheng and hurriedly caught up with Shen Yi, a smile on his face.
"Zhongcheng, I have heard your question just now..."
"Those imperial students who follow in making trouble will be severely punished by the lower officials!"
Shen Yi glanced at him indifferently and said: "Mr. Zhou, those scholars who come to Jiankang from other places may really be short of money, so they do bad things, but your Imperial College students..."
"I'm afraid you're rarely short of money?"
Zhou Cheng looked serious: "I will punish them severely!"
Master Shen smiled hoarsely: "It's good to be punished severely, but I'm afraid there are some people here, and Mr. Zhou can't punish them."
He handed over his hands calmly: "Sir, let's handle this matter. Don't ask Shen about how to do it, just ask your heart."
After that, Shen left the Imperial College and went home without looking back.
After returning home, he went to the study room and read some books for a while when someone knocked gently on the door: "Si Zheng."
"Come in."
A young man in his mid-twenties, wearing a blue cotton coat and looking ordinary, walked in with his head lowered.
This man's surname is He, and his name is He Shan.
He is the second-in-command of Jiankangdi Newspaper Department.
That is, Luo Yong's deputy.
Nowadays, the focus of Luo Yong's work is placed in the north, especially in Shandong. Most of the affairs in Jiankang are taken care of by He Shan, who is now the intelligence chief in Jiankang.
He Shan was a veteran of the Di newspaper department, and Shen Yi was familiar with him. After looking up at him, he took out a document from the drawer and remembered some names on it.
"I asked you this today. Go check these names to see if they match their actual names."
"also…"
Mr. Shen reached out and knocked on the table, and said slowly: "At least 20% of these people did not tell the truth. These 20% are the ones who instigated them to cause trouble in front of my house. Find them all, and then Follow the clues and find the person behind the scenes as soon as possible."
Having said this, Shen Yi looked up at He Shan and continued: "I'll give you an idea."
He Shan quickly lowered his head: "Si Zheng gives guidance."
"Cui Yu and Cui Guangxian."
Mr. Shen had no expression on his face and said in a low voice: "Although he did not do this himself, it must be related to him. Check out his disciples and former officials, as well as all suspicious people who have anything to do with him."
"also."
Mr. Shen said in a dull voice: "Go and find out what good deeds this Prime Minister Cui has done over the years. The more detailed the investigation, the better."
He Shan heard this, hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and said: "Sizheng, I reported that Si Zai Jiankang's behavior cannot be concealed from the internal guards."
"Let's go check with a prime minister, will His Majesty..."
He thought for a while and then changed his words: "Would it be a taboo?"
"Just go check it out."
Mr. Shen stood up. Because it was cold, he put his hands in his sleeves and said in a low voice: "If anything happens, I will be responsible."
He Shan then bowed his head, clasped his fists and said goodbye.
"My subordinate understands..."
As the intelligence leader left, Mr. Shen opened the window of the study room and let the cold wind blow outside.