The rise of the poor

Chapter 751 The sage laughed
Yan Maoqing mixed Zhu Ping'an's inscription among the three excellent works, turned around and handed the four inscriptions to Yan Song together.

Ha ha
Kneeling in front of the Buddha for 3000 years Since you want to show off so much, then I will grant you and let the Holy One see your "masterpiece".

Such a masterpiece of eulogy to Buddha, presumably the Holy One will be furious at the author-Zhu Ping'an after reading it!Thinking of Zhu Ping'an being reprimanded for trying to show off, Yan Maoqing couldn't help showing a smile.

Yan Maoqing didn't like Zhu Ping'an for many reasons. Yan Shifan had said hello in advance during the test, and Yan Maoqing also wanted to choose Yan Song's brother-in-law's son, Ouyang Zishi, as the member of the club. As a result, Zhu Ping'an killed halfway, and took away the Huiyuan, not to mention the champion, and Yan Maoqing was not good at explaining to Yan Song and Yan Shifan. The prime ministers Liangzhe, Lianghuai, Changlu, and Hedong My errands are gone.

You must know that I have been staring at the fat job of Yanzheng for several years. What a great opportunity last year, but it was abruptly disturbed by Zhu Pingan's mouse shit.

Also, Zhu Ping'an has no respect for himself as a teacher, and his filial piety during the New Year and holidays is pitiful.

In addition, Zhu Ping'an's last memorial incident also made Yan Maoqing very dissatisfied.

Of course, there is another direct reason, and that is the Taicang Bank.The relationship between Yan Maoqing and the Taicang Bank is not ordinary. Yan Maoqing loves money very much. Four years ago, when the officials of the Taicang Bank changed, he greeted him through Yan Shifan and arranged for his cousin Zhao Dingtian to be a doctor in the Taicang Bank. He also arranged three nephews from his hometown to be soldiers in the Taicang Bank.

Through this relationship, Yan Maoqing's income has been increased by several grades with the benefits obtained from Taicang every year.

For Yan Maoqinglai, Taicang is a chicken that lays golden eggs, and nothing can go wrong.

Now Zhu Pingan is the only inspector of the Taicang Bank Treasury. Although Yan Maoqing doesn't think Zhu Pingan can find anything in the inspection, it is always good to have an extra layer of insurance.

If at this time Zhu Ping'an was offended by the Holy One, hehe, then Zhu Ping'an would not have the energy to take care of Taicang.

In this way, Taicang will be foolproof.

That's why Yan Maoqing sandwiched Zhu Ping'an's "Ode to Buddha" in the middle of the excellent works.

As for whether I will be implicated by recommending Zhu Ping'an's test book, hehe, there is no need to worry about this, I have already considered it clearly.

On the one hand, with Zhu Pingan's inscription as a foil, the other inscriptions will be more obvious.Just now Yan Maoqing also noticed that Yan Shifan's article about catching a knife was delivered to Yan Song through the little eunuch.Presumably, with the backdrop of Zhu Ping'an's inscription, Yan Ge's masterpiece will be even more brilliant.At that time, Mr. Yan Ge will not blame himself for making his own decisions.

On the other hand, Shengshang explained in the morning that he would speak widely, regardless of whether it is good or bad, and all the inscriptions will be submitted to the imperial examination.The reason why Mr. Yan Ge asked himself to screen the test books was to select good ones and show the good ones to the Holy One first. The purpose was to make the Holy Majesty feel better soon, and then submit the rest of the test books Yulan, as for the quality of the remaining titles, and whether the Holy Majesty read them or not, it doesn't matter.

Therefore, Yan Maoqing was not worried at all.

After Yan Maoqing handed over the four title books to Yan Song, Yan Song put them away without even reading them.Just now he read a test book selected by Yan Maoqing, the article was well written, so he was very relieved of the test book selected by Yan Maoqing.

Yan Song put the four inscriptions handed over by Yan Maoqing under his, Xu Jie, Li Chunfang and another inscription, and handed them to a young eunuch, who sent them to Emperor Jiajing's bedroom.

Yan Maoqing watched the little eunuch walk into the dormitory holding the title book, thinking of the end that Zhu Pingan was about to face, couldn't help showing a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the following time, while Yan Maoqing continued to sift through the test books, he kept his ears on the movement of the inner hall.

As soon as the little eunuch walked into the bedroom with the book in his arms, Huang Jin walked over quickly and took the book from the little eunuch.

"Gods all over the sky, I beg you, bless these batches of title books to be more angry."

Huang Jin walked towards Emperor Jiajing with the title book in his arms, and prayed silently to the sky in his heart, but don't let people down anymore, the Holy Majesty has not had a drop of water all day, if he doesn't eat again, this body will not be able to bear it live.

"Your Majesty, this is the inscription from the outer hall. Please read it." Huang Jin walked up to Emperor Jiajing, who had written a masterpiece, and knelt on the ground, holding the inscription in both hands to report.

Emperor Jiajing, who was practicing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly when he heard the words, looked down, nodded slightly, and said expressionlessly, "Put it somewhere."

On this day, four batches of article title books were brought into the outer hall, and Emperor Jiajing also read them one by one, and was disappointed after reading one. There were too many disappointments in this day, so after seeing the presented title books this time, he also felt disappointed. Not much expression.

"My lord, the top two copies are the new works of Master Yan and Master Xu." After all, Huang Jin has been with Emperor Jiajing for decades, and he can guess every move of Emperor Jiajing, so , I specifically mentioned a sentence that aroused Emperor Jiajing's interest.

Huang Jin succeeded.

After Emperor Jiajing heard Huang Jin's words, he was a little surprised, and finally became a little interested. The title books of the articles he read this day, that is, Yan Song, Xu Jie and others, can be read. After writing an article, Emperor Jiajing finally became interested, "Oh, Weizhong and Zisheng wrote another article, let's take a look."

Emperor Jiajing reached out and took the top four books from Huang Jin's hand, kept the bottom four books, waved his wide sleeves and said, "Well, for the rest, Huang Ban you will take a look for me first."

"The servant obeyed, and now the slave will be lucky." Huang Jin knelt down and thanked, with a look of saltiness and pride on his face.

"You!" Emperor Jiajing glanced at Huang Jin, shook his head, and then flipped through Yan Song's title book.

"Ok?"

After taking a look, Emperor Jiajing couldn't help but hum, and his face became a little more healthy.

Hearing Emperor Jiajing's questioning sound, Huang Jin panicked, shaking the question book in his hand, and looked up at Emperor Jiajing worriedly.

"Hehe, Weizhong's article has a unique approach," Emperor Jiajing commented while flipping through Yan Song's title book.

The Holy One laughed? !
After Huang Jin looked up and saw the curvature of Emperor Jiajing's mouth, he thought he was delusional, rubbed his eyes again and again, and confirmed that it was Emperor Jiajing who smiled. The dark clouds that had been shrouded in Huang Jin's heart for a whole day finally staggered a little. One meter of sunlight was exposed.

The emperor really laughed! !
Master Yan, my elder Yan Ge, you really made a great contribution this time (⊙ o ⊙)! !You have lived up to the Holy Majesty's trust in you.

Huang Jin gave Yan Song 1 likes in his heart.

All the gods.

You have finally manifested, slaves, I will kowtow and offer incense to you later to fulfill your vows.

Seeing the curvature of Emperor Jiajing's mouth, Huang Jinjue was extremely happy. He had been looking forward to this scene for a whole day, and now it finally came.

(End of this chapter)