Alliance of the Heavens and Ming Dynasty

Chapter 222
"cough cough"

Taoist Fulong said solemnly: "For the sake of your sincerity, the poor Taoist will forgive you once. You are willing to come back with me and participate in the study of Taoism and practice with us."

The faces of Yang Yiqing and the others twitched. In terms of shamelessness, he had to be the old magic stick of Taoist Fulong. The flickering words became an instinct, reaching the level of being easy to come by.

Master Fengling turned his head away, saying that he didn't know this guy. Although he was a charlatan in the past, he has changed his ways.

"willing, willing"

The old turtle nodded his head, as long as he was alive, everything would be fine.

It is only 180 years old this year, calculated according to the age of human beings, it is still a handsome boy, and there are still many years to live, so it does not want to die young.

"Do you have a name?"

The old Taoist Xuantong who came from Longhu Mountain and wore a yellow Taoist robe asked, suddenly a hint of evil came.

"name?"

The old tortoise was a little stunned, it was an old tortoise, where did it get its name?
"Since you have entered our door, you should have a name. I see that you cherish life very much. How about you call it Changsheng from now on?"

"Your body is a 100-year-old turtle, so you take Gui as your surname and Changsheng as your name. From now on, you will be Gui Changsheng."

The old Taoist Xuantong imitated the appearance of Fulong Taoist, and said in a serious manner, his face was full of smiles.

"Turtle lives forever!"

The old turtle carefully chewed the name Xuantong and Taoist gave it, and felt that the name was really good, and it could be said to complement him.

Longevity, longevity, and living forever are not exactly what it wants.

"Thank you Taoist priest for giving me the name, Gui Changsheng is very grateful."

The old turtle thanked the old Taoist Xuantong repeatedly, but he didn't realize that the old Taoist Xuantong named him Gui Changsheng purely for fun.

"Old urchin."

Another veteran of Longhu Mountain, Xuanzhen, smiled helplessly and joked with an old turtle, which only his "childlike innocence" senior brother could do.

"Take him back first!"

Seeing that the attention of several veterans was attracted by Gui Changsheng, staring at Gui Changsheng's tortoise shell and studying non-stop, Yang Yiqing couldn't help but said.

A few veterans looked away from the tortoise shell reluctantly. There is plenty of time to study the tortoise shell. The most important thing at present is to communicate with the emperor.

To make the emperor happy, they have research funds. The research projects such as Tiangang Wulei Cannon and Five Elements Talisman that Longhushan and Xu Guangqi cooperated with each other still need a lot of research funds to fill.

In this way, several people took Gui Changsheng on the journey back to Beijing.

"Yunhe, let's go!"

On the top of Kunlun, the cold wind howled. Li Qingxiao carried the ancient sword of Cangsong on his back, straddled a white-feathered crane, and rode away against the wind at ease. He was a sword fairy.

He didn't fight with the white-feathered crane at all, but the white-feathered crane recognized him and was willing to follow him and become his partner.

The reason is simple, one word: sword.

The white-feathered crane likes swords, and Li Qingxiao is a kendo wizard who is rare in a hundred years. They were packaged and sold to Li Qingxiao.

Li Qingxiao named the white-feathered crane "Yunhe"!
"Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Scholar-bureaucrats are the foundation of the country, how can His Majesty treat them so contemptuously?"

A group of ministers knelt in front of Lao Zhu, their faces as ugly as if they had eaten a dead mouse.

The life of the literati in the Hongwu Dynasty was not easy. If all kinds of preferential policies for the literati were deprived and cancelled, how could the literati still have a bright future.

Could it be that Wufu Huaixi must always be above them?

"Humph"

Seeing the ghosts and wolves of the ministers below, Lao Zhu couldn't get angry. He just announced the deprivation of some preferential policies for literati, paving the way for reform and reform, and testing the waters in advance. These people dare to run in front of him mourning.

If he waits until he announces a comprehensive reform, wouldn't these people be in trouble.

The Zhao family in the Song Dynasty really raised these scholar-bureaucrats and made them stick their tails up to the sky. As long as their bottom line of interests was touched, they would not be afraid of anyone, and they would dare to challenge anyone.

"Mr. Liu, Mr. Li, what do you think about this matter?"

Old Zhu looked at Liu Bowen and Li Shanchang.

This move is tantamount to putting Liu and Li on the fire grill, which makes their backs chill.

One of them is a master in the literary world favored by the Eastern Zhejiang Party. Three of them are Zhuge Liang in the world, and Liu Bowen dominates the country.

One is the big brother of the Huaixi Party. Even Xu Da, Tang He pays three respects to him. He is in charge of the affairs of Zhongshu Province.

But no matter what their position is, they are all literati. Since they were born as literati, how can they harm the collective interests of the literati group.

They don't want to be poked in the back secretly to greet the eighteenth generation of their ancestors.

"Your Majesty is the lord of the world. You can decide what you want to do with one word!"

Li Shanchang is an old fox, so his speech is naturally very level. What he said will neither offend Lao Zhu, nor make himself a target of accusations by scholars all over the world.

It is all the emperor's idea to cancel the preferential treatment policy for literati in the world. What does it have to do with me, Li Shanchang?He didn't say a word that was not good for the literati in the world.

"I think so too!"

Liu Bowen hurriedly followed suit.

Looking at each other with Li Shanchang, the two political enemies who have always been at odds feel a sense of sympathy at this moment.

This official is not good!

The murderous Emperor Hongwu couldn't be offended, and the scholars of the world dared not offend him.

"I believe that your majesty's decision is extremely fair. There are many literati in the world, and there are not many who enjoy preferential treatment from the court. This is a huge burden on the financial expenditure of the court. Canceling all preferential treatment policies will make the court run more easily. .”

Although there are many officials who oppose it, there is no lack of heterogeneous people in the big dyeing vat of the court, let alone people who want to climb up. No, Yang Xian, who is eager to rise to the top, jumped out.

Yang Xian is an official fan through and through, and has a strong desire for power. In order to get promoted quickly, he can use any means.

Offending the world's literati, so what, as long as he can climb up, Yang Xian doesn't care at all. He is extremely clear that in the Hongwu Dynasty, Emperor Zhu was the sky. Only by holding Lao Zhu's thigh tightly can he climb higher seat.

The literati in the world, it’s quite powerful to say, what punishment can’t be punished by scholar-bureaucrats, what kind of talent is romantic, what kind of emperor and scholar-bureaucrats share the world are all bullshit. In the Hongwu Dynasty, the emperor let them die, and they couldn’t live.

Scholar-bureaucrats cannot be punished, and the number of civil officials and scholars killed by Lao Zhu is still small. What happened to the so-called Shandong Erxian?What happened to those officials who wear shackles to work?

Yang Xian, who is not inflated, is definitely first-class smart. He sees the situation clearly. The world belongs to the surname Zhu, not the world of literati and bureaucrats.

At least, it wasn't in the Hongwu Dynasty. Lao Zhu, who came out of the troubled times and created the great Ming Dynasty, would never get used to their stinking problems.

"well said!"

Yang Xian's words won Lao Zhu's approval, raising a bunch of literati who don't understand other shit except romance, it's not that he has too much money and nowhere to spend it.

Instead of spending money to support a group of waste, it is better to learn from Zhu Houzhao and build a "Hongwu Academy" of his own, to recruit all kinds of elites from all over the world, to cultivate talents for his own use, and to no longer be constrained by the literati group.

　It is the beginning of another month. I wish all book friends good health and smooth work.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)