"Please come quickly." Song Lian hurriedly stood up and led the crowd to greet him. Under normal circumstances, they would not be so polite to this prime minister who came from a humble background and was not familiar with Confucianism.
But today is different from the past. Nowadays, it doesn’t matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat.
"Hu Xiang." Seeing Hu Weiyong dressed in casual robes and coming in alone, Song Lian and the others hurriedly saluted.
"You don't need to be polite." Hu Weiyong cupped his hands and smiled bitterly at the four of them: "I heard that the Taishi of the Song Dynasty returned to Beijing, and I came here to ask for help. Hundreds of officials have been kneeling outside Fengtian Gate for a day and a night. I, the Prime Minister, am really too embarrassed.
I've neglected my duty. Xie Ke must help me."
"Alas..." The four of them looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. We were all ants on the hot pot, and there was nothing to avoid at this time. Dai Liang smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, we were also worried about this just now.
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"Then let's go in and worry about it together." Song Lian turned sideways and asked.
"Okay, let's do the math together. One more person will give you more ideas." Hu Weiyong nodded and went into the living room.
After the guests of honor were seated, the two parties exchanged information. When they heard that the officials who were kneeling at the door had been properly taken care of, Song Lian and the four of them were relieved and hurriedly thanked them profusely.
The pressure on their shoulders is already great. If someone freezes to death tonight, there will be no way out and they will have to fight to the end with the emperor.
They are all witnesses of the Hongwu Dynasty. Who doesn't know the result of fighting to the death with Boss Zhu? Either he is confused or loses his skin?
As long as there is a chance of survival, no one wants to die.
This time, the emperor softened his attitude reluctantly, and everyone just stepped back and reached a compromise that was not too ugly.
Unexpectedly, Hu Weiyong on the other side was even happier after hearing what they said. He patted his thighs and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Isn't this settled now?"
"Why did it end?" Song Lian and Hu Han asked in confusion.
"I would like to ask you, is it a matter of the status of the two saints Confucius and Mencius that you are having trouble getting through now?" Hu Weiyong asked rhetorically.
"Yes, although the five things are all important, the importance of these two things is higher." Song Lian and Hu Han had to nod and admit.
"So now that Confucius and Mencius' affairs have been settled, won't the current hurdle be over?" Hu Weiyong said in a persuasive way.
"But of those three reforms, none of them have been moved, so it's hard to explain." Song Lian forgot about his harsh words and sighed.
"Don't worry about those three reforms. They are just paper tigers that look scary but can't hurt anyone." Hu Weiyong laughed.
"How?" the four people asked in unison.
"If you think about it, students from Guozi University have been enrolled for less than a month, and it will take three years to graduate. The imperial examination is also three years away. There is also the reform of the official system, which will also be implemented after three years." Hu Weiyong was four years old.
The person broke it down and said:
"In three years, a lot of things will happen, enough for us to turn from passive to active. For example, in one to two years, we will mess up Guozi University."
"How to disturb the yellow?" the four people asked in confusion.
"For example, after returning home, we mobilized all the gentry and sages to boycott the university and spared no effort to discredit it and harm its reputation. Everyone will avoid it and we will not be able to enroll students next year."
"Yeah." The four of them nodded. They were the best at black people.
"For example, mobilize the government and the gentry to put pressure on the families of college students who have already enrolled in school to make them drop out. If one drops out, he or she will be rewarded with thousands of dollars. Under such a heavy reward, there will be brave men, and there will even be some who drop out of school on their own initiative!"
"Where are the three thousand college students?" Dai Liang took a breath of air.
"That's only three million guan. There are many disciples of Confucius and Mencius in the world. One hundred guan is enough for each person." Hu Weiyong said lightly: "Besides, there is no need to prepare so much money. Half of the college students drop out, and the sixth child will
I can’t play anymore. The emperor will definitely change his generals and hand over the Guozi University to others."
"It makes sense." The four people nodded. Although they were poor and happy, if they really wanted to speak, there would be wealthy people vying to send money. It is not impossible to raise millions of dollars.
"And our emperor is very superstitious at heart. Don't you have many good friends such as eminent monks and immortals? Mobilize the monks and Taoists to fight together. Once any natural or man-made disaster occurs, you will vigorously pour dirty water on the Guozi University and Lao Liu.
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"For example, I say that Lao Liu is a disaster star, and that Guozixue is against the laws of heaven. In short, I will spread rumors and slander, and I will spare no effort. As long as I talk too much, the emperor will believe it even if he doesn't believe it. Maybe one day when the country is not going well and looking for a reason, he will
He and Guozi University were regarded as scapegoats..."
"I'll go..." Song Lian and Hu Han were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that strategy could be so dirty. They greeted the lower third route...
But dirty things are dirty, as long as they work well. People are starving to death, so how can they care about the blackness on the dry food? Is it mushy or dusty?
"In short, leave this matter to the Prime Minister to plan. I guarantee you that within three years, one of the Imperial College and the Prime Minister will disappear!" In order to win the trust of the four people, Hu Weiyong actually made a poisonous oath.
"Hu Xiang can't do it."
"Don't be fooled."
Song Lian and the other four hurriedly tried to dissuade him, but it was already too late.
"Don't worry, the one who survives in the end must be his true self." Hu Weiyong said confidently:
"As long as the Imperial College is abolished, the reform of the imperial examination will be abolished. Without the fresh blood of new imperial examination officials, the reform of the official system will become a piece of paper. Officials are still officials, and officials are still officials. They are still distinct. They just change their names."
"Yeah." The four great scholars nodded involuntarily, obviously moved by what Hu Weiyong said.
"I'm going to relieve myself." Hu Weiyong excused himself and left for a moment, giving the four of them a chance to unify their opinions.
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"What do you think?" Dai Liang asked impatiently as soon as Hu Weiyong left.
"I think what Hu Xiang said makes sense." Su Boheng praised: "He is worthy of being a prime minister. He does have two brushes. Although the brushes are a bit dark."
"That's right. It's like evil people will be punished by their own evil people. Do you understand that you should fight poison with poison?" Hu Han also said with a smile.
"What do you think, Grand Historian?" The three of them looked at Song Lian again.
"Alas..." After all, Song Lian has been with the emperor for a long time and has seen more intrigues and intrigues than the three of them combined. Hearing this, he sighed and said: "This person has always been cunning and cunning. If possible, I don't want to have anything to do with him."
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"But isn't there no other way?" Dai Liang immediately answered.
"Yes." Song Lian nodded. He had already said it before and he had tried his best. There was nothing more he could say at the moment.
"Then it's settled." Dai Liang patted his thigh and said, "Listen to him!"
"Who do you listen to? Do you listen to me?" Hu Weiyong returned to the door in time and happened to hear this sentence.
"Yes, please pay more attention to Mr. Hu in the future." Song Lian sighed secretly and forced a smile.
"That's for sure! Tai Shigong's affairs are my Hu Weiyong's affairs!" Hu Weiyong was overjoyed, and now he tied them to his chariot.
