At night, the lights in Weiyang Palace are dim, and the palace ladies in ladies' clothes are shadowy. The small yellow gate comes and goes, but it is extremely quiet. Everyone performs their duties, but does not make a sound.
In the imperial study room, the old man was leaning on the floor, taking a sip of fragrant tea from time to time.
In front of him, many people were busy. They divided their labors in an orderly manner, but they were busy but in an orderly manner.
This old man is none other than the Emperor of this great empire, the master of ninety thousand miles of country, His Majesty the Ming Emperor of the Empire.
The busy people in the study were the eunuchs who served him personally.
The so-called eunuchs are not servants who serve tea and make beds in the impression. If the empire is compared to a very large company, Emperor Ming is the chairman of the company, and eunuchs are equivalent to the position of secretary to the board of directors.
Emperor Ming liked eunuchs very much, but the key was that the others were too unlikable. If he wanted to pick his nose or cross his legs in front of civil servants, those civil servants would tear your ancestral grave apart. And those generals
Everyone is self-respecting and ready to rebel at any time, which is really unpleasant.
Emperor Ming is sixty-three years old this year. He is no longer young in this era, but for an emperor, he has a long life. Longevity means to an old man that he can die at any time.
There are one hundred examiners, two chief examiners, and an invisible big BOSS, Emperor Ming himself. One hundred examination papers were handed in today. These examination papers need to be read carefully, graded, and absorbed.
To understand the current ideological trend of the empire, it would be too difficult for a sixty-three-year-old man to accomplish these things alone.
Therefore, the eunuchs around Emperor Ming came in handy, and they reviewed them. Only articles that were truly valuable or difficult to judge would be handed over to Emperor Ming, which was euphemistically called "Yu Lan".
There is a lot to write about among them. Which ones are valuable and which ones should not stain Emperor Ming's eyes depends on the mood of the eunuch who wrote it.
Emperor Ming took a nap. When he woke up, he remembered something and suddenly asked: "Where is the article about Niu Sanjin?"
"Your Majesty, how come you want to read his article?"
"I heard that he was going to take first place, but I wanted to see what he had hidden in his heart to dare to praise Haikou."
Emperor Ming had some impressions of Niu Sanjin. After all, Niu Sanjin's position as examiner was decided by him himself. The reason for this was because Niu Sanjin's ancestors had served the founding emperor of the empire. Every time Emperor Ming thought about this, he would think
, Alas, the ancestors still choose people. In comparison, what are the civil servants and military generals around me?
From this perspective, if there is no backstage like Niu Sanjin, his backstage is His Majesty Emperor Ming.
"A Brief Talk on the Spirit of the Sword"
Well……
This topic made His Majesty the well-informed Ming Emperor stunned. The writing style of these articles can be roughly divided into two types. One is the civil official's citation of classics and long arguments, which pay attention to every word and every sentence with allusions. Anyway, they just don't know how to use it.
Speaking in human language, this kind of article is also the most troublesome for eunuchs. After finally reading it, I felt that every sentence in the article was correct, but no one knew what the entire article meant. However, articles written by military generals are often confusing.
, the logic is confusing. After all, the weapons they are good at using are knives, not pens. And there are very few masters who are good at writing and martial arts.
In comparison, the writing style of this article is too simple, so simple that even a three-year-old child can understand it.
"When a swordsman meets an opponent on a narrow road, no matter how powerful the opponent is, even if the opponent is the best swordsman in the world, he must show his sword even if he knows he is outmatched. Even if he falls by the opponent's sword, he is still defeated.
Rong, this is the spirit of the bright sword』
"Facts have proved that an army with fine traditions often has the soil to cultivate heroes."
"Faith, what a powerful force it was, was the soul of an army"
Emperor Ming looked crookedly at first, then slowly sat up straight. Later, he even stood up and kept pacing in the room.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Emperor Ming said hello three times in a row and slapped the case for a long time.
"This three-pound cow really has mountains and rivers in his chest. No wonder he dares to boast. This is self-confidence."
The eunuchs headed by Liu Aji were stunned, it was really that good.
Eunuchs are eunuchs, and they cannot understand the mood of His Majesty Emperor Ming. The empire has been pinned to the ground by the Rong people, and the war cannot be won, so they have no choice but to find spiritual comfort.
Cheng Dalei made nonsense and hit the mark, but he also hit the mark of His Majesty Emperor Ming's mind.
If Cheng Dalei saw this scene, he would definitely exclaim: Damn, it turns out that Emperor Ming is so easy to fool. It seems that I have a much better future as a traitor than as a bandit.
"In this assessment, Cheng Dalei will be ranked first." His Majesty Emperor Ming waved his hand: "Talents must be reused."
"this……"
Liu Aji was shocked. His Majesty Emperor Ming was really impulsive and impulsive. Didn't he know that we had already taken other people's money?
"Your Majesty, the peace envoy from the Rong tribe is about to arrive. Although this article is good, it is too murderous. If the envoys being negotiated by the Rong tribe know that you have ranked this article as the first, I am afraid they will doubt our peace talks.
Sincerity. It’s good to show off your sword, but after the war, what we need is to recuperate.”
"In this way..." Emperor Ming paused, realizing that even though he was the leader of a country, there were things he had no choice but to do.
"Then don't rank him, but this article is still useful. Copy it and let the army study it." Emperor Ming said: "Of course, this article is still too vulgar. You can help him polish it.
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Liu Aji nodded and suddenly said: "I heard that this Niu Sanjin's residence in the capital was arranged by Bailixheng. Could he be from the General's Mansion?"
"Is that so?"
Emperor Ming said na na, and the slight favorable impression towards Cheng Dalei in his mind turned into a bad feeling at this moment.
It's not that he doesn't know about the factional struggle among his subordinates, and it's not that he doesn't like it, he just doesn't like that one side is too powerful.
Balance is the way of the emperor.
"Um, is there no news about Xiaoliu yet?" Emperor Ming, who was leaning on the floor, suddenly said.
"People from the Crane Team and the Deer Team have been dispatched. Some people said they saw the Sixth Prince in Yangzhou. Your Majesty, there should be news soon."
Emperor Ming looked at the flickering candlelight, and a trace of undetectable worry flashed across his eyes. He was the emperor of the empire, and he was also a father.
The two identities of the emperor and the father are integrated. On the one hand, the emperor hates anyone who dares to compete with him for power, but as a father, it is impossible not to like his children.
And seeing those people who both hate and like grow up day by day, it is hard for ordinary people to imagine how Emperor Ming felt every day.
And Emperor Ming, who was sixty-three years old, was indeed very old.