If anyone wants to say who likes the East Palace Guard selection the most, it should be the inn and restaurant industry in Bianliang City.
This is not an imperial examination. There is a certain number of people who pass every year. Although there are many scholars in the world, not many actually come to the capital to take the exam.
Is this a selection of soldiers, or a selection of two thousand? With this huge number, you can attract a large number of participants.
Regardless of whether they are rural archers or military captains, they all hope to take advantage of this selection to soar into the sky and rise to prominence from then on.
As the old saying goes, the poor in literature and the rich in martial arts actually means that martial arts training requires a lot of food. To be able to support a half-grown man and practice martial arts, one does need a wealthy family.
Therefore, inns and restaurants are very popular during this period. If something like this happens every year, they will directly place the prince in front of the ancestral tablet and enshrine him.
Bianliang City is so big, with tens of thousands of people thrown into it, it's really hard to see. The only change is that there are more fights.
They are all reckless men, and they rely on their own acumen. In addition, those who can be selected to come to the capital are all well-known local figures, and they are all very face-conscious.
Either because of a seat, or because I rubbed my shoulder while walking, or even looked at it a few times to find excuses.
Therefore, the Kaifeng government office was exhausted during this period, and the government officials were running non-stop just to solve these trivial matters.
Before the Kaifeng Mansion started to groan, the censor's chatter came. At this time, there was a person Zhao Xi knew well: the censor Zhongcheng, Bao Zheng and Bao Xiren.
To say that Zhao Xi is most afraid of this person in this era, I am afraid it is this person.
After all, he had grown up listening to Bao Longtu meditating in Kaifeng Mansion since he was a child. In Zhao Xi's opinion, this black man would either kill the consort today or beat up the prince tomorrow, which is quite impressive.
Thinking about it, he must be a straightforward person, the kind of stupid young man who hates evil and is not afraid of the powerful.
I heard that I sprayed saliva on my father's face...
From the bottom of his heart, Zhao Xi never wanted to provoke this person, but he still couldn't escape.
Bao Heizi got a discount...
What Zhao Xi didn't expect was that Bao Heizi was not unreasonable, nor was he jealous of evil. He thought that Bao Heizi's memorial was definitely a rant. He thought that the selection of soldiers in the East Palace was a nonsense, a kid's game, and the culprit of the current chaos in Kaifeng Mansion.
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Who would have known that Bao Heizi's memorial was just a tactful suggestion that the recruitment of the East Palace Guards should be held as soon as possible.
He didn't even say a word about his mistake in selecting soldiers, he simply stated the facts and complained about the Kaifeng government officials.
"Xi'er, is the selection of troops ready?"
This was the first sentence Zhao Zhen said after showing Bao Heizi's memorial to his son. He had no choice but to do it, and he didn't want to offend this nailhead.
Don't end up with both father and son eating Bao Heizi's spit.
"Dad, the child is under the charge of Professor Lu and has already been prepared. It's just that the date for the announcement has not yet arrived. I wonder if there are candidates from remote military states who have entered the city."
Dad, do you mean to do it in advance? It’s not appropriate. Let alone selecting soldiers, it’s just about anything. If you can’t change it, don’t change it.
It's not just about being able to say good things. In court, you must have the most basic integrity.
The court's decision cannot be easily changed just because of these trivial matters.
"But the current situation in the capital..."
Dad, it’s always like this, just solve the problem.
"Dad, I think I can issue an edict: Anyone who is recorded by the Kaifeng government for fighting will be disqualified from participating in the election, regardless of whether their test scores are excellent or not."
Isn't it just a prick on the head? Just treat it. Zhao Xi has seen too many of these pricks on the head... And speaking of future generations, it would be boring to keep doing this.
The so-called pricks are actually smart people, but they are just a little more competitive. No one is willing to go all the way to the capital, fight someone and then go back.
If you know what they want, you know how to treat them.
Soon, the threatening order that Zhao Xi mentioned was issued, and was directly posted to all the inns and restaurants in Bianliang, including the inn... There were quite a few captains who also came to the capital for this recruitment trip.
The court was very humane, and for the first time it opened up to these Qiu Bawang... Those who had been to the Kaifeng government office due to fights before, the court said they would let bygones be bygones, and deleted the original records.
Now...it's safe in the capital.
Sansanlipu, this is the farthest post station belonging to Bianliang. Yi Cheng didn't expect that it was so late, and there were people from the capital who were rushing to deliver... What could happen?
"Let all the recruits who come to Beijing know!"
Just saying these words, he turned around and left. With enough strength, the postman could still make it back to the city tonight.
That's thirty miles. Who wants to stay in this remote place?
Yi Cheng opened the announcement... For such a nonsense, is it necessary to come all the way here? No! This seems to be about His Royal Highness the Prince's selection of soldiers.
This is nothing to be careless about. I heard that this prince...what should I say? Anyway, anything is fine.
I also heard that... yes, that person passed by the inn. I heard that the official originally selected him to assist the prince's east palace and build some kind of escort team, but the grandson turned his elbow outward and went to the court to scold the prince. As a result, he was annoyed.
After becoming the crown prince, he was directly sent to Guangnan.
His Royal Highness cannot be delayed in his affairs.
Yi Cheng thought about where to post it. It was already dark, who would come out to read this notice?
Forget it, just go to the house and say it.
The inn is not small, but there are not many people checking in tonight, so it is not as lively as the past few days. The draftees have already entered the city. I heard that the draft has only been around for more than ten days, and everyone is worried about an accident.
I also want to go to Beijing early to get some news.
Therefore, there are almost no soldiers to choose from in Sansanlipu. There are still two, just two.
"The imperial court issued an order to select soldiers and go out of the room to listen to the order..."
"The imperial court issued an order to select soldiers and go out of the room to listen to the order..."
Although Yi Cheng personally worked for His Highness the Crown Prince, he did not want to enter the rooms of those soldiers. Who knows if there is any taboo...
"Follow the way..."
"Shou Weng..."
Hey...hey...it's time to read the imperial edict. Only your two rooms are for selecting soldiers. If you don't prepare to listen to the edict when you leave the room, what are you talking about?
The Yi Cheng didn't shout, he just shook the edict in his hand and told them what it meant.
They were all reckless men, and they were beaten even if they refused to talk to each other. Even though they could no longer participate in the draft, they still got beaten, right?
"Anyone who is recorded by Kaifeng Prefecture for fighting will be disqualified from recruiting. It will be implemented from now on. If there are related bad deeds in the past, the court will not punish them and the records of Kaifeng Prefecture will be deleted."
The imperial court was kind to these soldiers...
There was a friendship between Zhe Ke and Zhe Zundao. One was a son of the Zhong family, and the other was a nephew of the Zhe family. They both belonged to the Western Army of the Song Dynasty. The two families also traveled around a lot. They never thought that they would meet at the post station, or they only knew each other because the post chief read out the imperial edict.
"Take part in the draft?"
"Are you also participating in the military selection?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, then came closer and punched each other.
"I thought I was the only one who had calmed down like this. I never thought that following the Tao would only happen today."
"So what if you arrive early? Listening to Mr. Fu's account of His Highness the Crown Prince's facts, I must have arrived early in the capital just like us."