Jin Wenzheng and others connected in secret, and undercurrents surged within Guozixue.
Late at night two days later, Jin Wenzheng took the bullet and knocked on the door of the Guozi Academy's official residence, Wang Jiahui.
The accommodation conditions for the second-in-command of Guozixue are much better. Although the place is not big, with only one bedroom and one living room, it is better than being in a private courtyard and is clean.
It was already the second watch, and Wang Siye was still playing chess with a gray-haired old man under the lamp.
Jin Wenzheng watched quietly for a while and then witnessed the old man eating the dragon and killing Wang Siye to a great defeat.
"Hahaha, Mr. Qianfu is truly worthy of being a national champion. I am ashamed of myself." Wang Jiahui had no choice but to surrender.
"Si Ye's chess skills are already better than those of Wang Xiang." The old man was in his seventies. He was thin, with white beard and hair, but his eyes were clear and his ears were clear. He looked like a fairy.
"But the potential husband guild will let Wang Xiang win, but will not let the subordinates win." Wang Jiahui said with a bitter smile.
"Who let me be the Prime Minister of the Right? You are just the Secretary of the Right." Mr. Qianfu twisted his beard and said with a smile.
"It seems that in the rest of my life, I will never try to win against my potential husband." Wang Jiahui couldn't help but laugh.
"No, if you can be the sacrificial wine this time, you and I will have a winner and loser." The potential husband was clearly wearing the same eighth-grade official robe as Jin Wenzheng, but he looked proud and contented.
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Moreover, Wang Siye and Assistant Professor Jin also took it for granted, as if it was a matter of course and that was the way it should be.
"Hehehe, I don't know if this trick will work." Wang Siye said and stretched out his hand.
Jin Wenzheng quickly presented the magazine.
"How many people have signed the petition?" Wang Jiahui opened the memorial and read it carefully.
"Thirty-six people, doctors, teaching assistants, academic administrators, and academic records of Guozixue. Except for Mr. Qianfu, all of them have signed on it." Jin Wenzheng said with a smile:
"It can be seen that Song Jijiu is really unpopular. If it weren't for the emperor's regulations, all scholars, peasants, industrialists and businessmen can speak freely, and heaven will listen. Only students can't write letters to express their opinions, and the lower officials can collect three thousand signatures. Do you believe it or not?"
"Letter." Wang Jiahui nodded with satisfaction, handed the bullet back and said, "The memorial is well written. In terms of building momentum, thirty-six people signed it is enough."
"Then, can the Songji wine be sent away now?" Jin Wenzheng asked with a hopeful look on his face.
"Not necessarily." Wang Siye sighed and said, "Now that you are stubborn in your own opinion, have you ever changed any of your judgments because of public opinions?"
"That's true." Jin Wenzheng nodded with deep understanding. He had seen with his own eyes how shocking the opposition to Jiangxi's Qingzhang was last year. They fought hard and died...but they still did not shake the emperor's determination.
"Then our move is probably in vain?" He was a little frustrated.
"No, the merit is not in vain." At this time, the Qianhu Gong on the side twisted his beard and said with a smile: "Didn't Si Ye just say that just now? Your task is to build momentum and set up the platform. Only in this way can the real corner
It’s good to go on stage and sing.”
"That's right, we officials like Sesame Mung Bean can only do a side job at best." Jin Wenzheng said with a self-deprecating smile.
"Hey, you can't say that." Wang Siye comforted him and said: "You are petitioning for all living beings, and you represent the right way and the people's hearts. Without you setting the tone first, the people behind you will not be able to speak."
"Haha, Siye doesn't have to be like this." Jin Wenzheng smiled and said sternly: "This official is doing this to rectify his origins and to ask for his life. As for the mere fame, it is of no importance."
"With a Confucian scholar like Jin Xiandi here, why should I, the Confucian religion, be unhappy!" Wang Siye was so moved that he couldn't help but said with an apologetic look on his face: "I just regret that Brother Yu can't sign the petition with you and others."
"Wang Siye has a more important task." Mr. Qianfu said seriously from the side: "And if you follow Shang Shu, your nature will completely change. Don't act on your own initiative."
"Yes, we are purely out of public interest - as Si Ye said, we cannot allow Song Jijiu to 'use law to control Confucianism' and harm culture and education." Jin Wenzheng also nodded, solemnly clasped his fists and said: "As long as
If Guozixue can be restored to its origins in the hands of Si Ye and return to the 'Chunchun Teaching' of the past, why should we be afraid even if we are attacked with axes and axes?"
"If one day I really take charge of Guozixue, I will definitely not disappoint you!" Wang Siye returned the gift with crossed hands and sent Jin Wenzheng to him.
Out of the small courtyard.
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When Wang Siye transferred, Qianhugong also finished reading the bullet, and he hurriedly said: "The things that Qianfugong ordered have been completed. The Ministry of Personnel, have you also said hello to that noble disciple?"
?in case."
"Don't worry." Mr. Qianfu took a sip of tea and said calmly: "I have already made an appointment with Yu Budang. I will tell him when I visit the house the next day."
"Yu Budang should agree, right?" Wang Siye worried about gains and losses.
"It is related to the inheritance of our Chinese cultural heritage. All disciples of Confucius and Mencius have the unshirkable responsibility, and he is no exception." Mr. Qianfu nodded affirmatively:
"Besides, it's not like he was asked to do anything against the rules. It was just a normal change of hair style and ordering Song Jijiu to serve on time. How could he disagree?"
"That's right." Wang Siye nodded and said with a smile: "So, there is really nothing to worry about."
"There is nothing to worry about." Mr. Qianfu nodded, looked at Wang Siye with bright eyes and said, "I will also recommend Brother Yuan Li to Yu Budang."
"Then thank you Mr. Qianfu first." Wang Siye was overjoyed and bowed.
"No need." Mr. Qianfu shook his head and said calmly: "We are doing this for Confucianism, not for our own selfish interests. We only hope that after Brother Yuanli takes over the Imperial Academy, he can put things right out of chaos and restore our thousand-year-old orthodoxy."
"Understood, I will do my best to resume the imperial examination and not let you down!" Wang Siye said solemnly.
"In this case, my trip is not in vain." Mr. Qianhu nodded happily.
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Song Ne will be seventy this month. According to the regulations of the first year of Hongwu, "all internal and external officials who are seventy years old shall be appointed to official positions according to orders. Those who have special orders to select them shall not be subject to this rule." He should go home and hug him.
The grandson has gone.
But what worried Wang Siye and other people who were waiting for him to get out quickly was that Song Ne had handed over the memorial of the beggar's bones as usual at the beginning of the year, but it was like nothing happened.
The emperor neither approved nor issued a decree to comfort Liu. I don’t know what it meant.
An optimistic guess is that because the Emperor of Longxi County passed away, he was not interested in politics and forgot about this matter.
The pessimistic guess is that the emperor did not want to let Song Ne leave because he could not find a suitable replacement. However, because there was no precedent of retaining Song Ne beyond his age, the emperor could not make up his mind for a while.
Seeing that the days were passing by, Song Ne was still doing what he was supposed to do, and had no intention of retiring at all. Wang Siye and the others couldn't hold back their anger, so they decided to give him a push and send Song Ne the wine to retire on time.
The driving force behind all this is the Qianhu Gong named Chen Qianfu. Although he is only a doctor of the Five Classics in Guozixue, he is also the mentor of Yu Ji, the Minister of Civil Affairs...
