I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 452 How much trouble may be revealed!

"Thank you, father-in-law, for explaining the confusion for the lower official, the lower official is very grateful!"

After leaving these words, Tang Shunzhi didn't hesitate too much, and immediately stepped up the steps of Qianqing Palace.

The eunuch who was in charge of teaching etiquette just quietly watched Tang Shunzhi's leaving back, hesitating to speak, for a long time, he came back to his senses, sighed, and said helplessly.

"Oh, I knew..."

At this moment, Tang Shunzhi's heart is far less calm than he looks on the surface, because he really doesn't know how to face the current emperor.

Earlier, because he was worried about government affairs, Tang Shunzhi took a great risk to give Jiajing a "Eastern Palace Chaoheshu". In this memorial, he tried to persuade Jiajing not to spend too much energy on Xuanxiu, but to pay more attention to state affairs and the hundreds of millions of people in the Ming Dynasty.

Unsurprisingly, this memorandum offended Jiajing, and the few people who went to the university with him at the beginning were all dismissed and returned to their hometowns, and their good official careers were completely cut off!

But now, the emperor seemed to be a different person, not only became diligent in state affairs, but also solved the financial deficit that had plagued Ming Dynasty for many years.

It is said that the silver taels stored in the national treasury should be counted in the hundreds of millions!
"Oh, I don't know why His Majesty called me back to Beijing?"

Tang Shunzhi looked at the Qianqing Palace, which was close at hand, and thought so.

Not long after, a thin voice sounded: "Xuan, Tang Shunzhi has an audience!"

Hearing this, Tang Shunzhi immediately put aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind, took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and then stepped into the Qianqing Palace.

As soon as he entered Qianqing Palace, Tang Shunzhi knelt down respectfully and said in a deep voice.

"My minister bows to His Majesty, long live my emperor, long live long live!"

Sitting on the dragon chair, Jiajing saw Tang Shunzhi's arrival, looked him up and down, and then gave instructions.

"Well, get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After getting Jiajing's permission, Tang Shunzhi slowly got up from the ground.

When getting up, Tang Shunzhi caught a glimpse of Jiajing sitting on the dragon chair out of the corner of his eye, and he felt even more hesitant.

Just when Tang Shunzhi was in a daze, Jiajing's rather indifferent voice sounded beside his ears: "Tang Shunzhi, how does it feel to work in the Procuratorate?"

Hearing this, Tang Shunzhi suddenly came to his senses, and immediately responded without thinking: "Your Majesty, I have learned a lot during my time in the Procuratorate!"

After listening to Tang Shunzhi's response, Jiajing couldn't help becoming interested, and immediately asked.

"Oh, then you might as well tell me, what kind of experience have you learned from it?"

Tang Shunzhi heard the words, and after organizing the language in his mind, he opened his mouth unhurriedly.

"Report to Your Majesty, the Superintendent's Office performs the duty of supervising all officials, and the authority and responsibility on it are extremely heavy!"

"Wei Chen feels that during this process, the Procuratorate should not only monitor the officials, but also monitor itself. If you can't even keep yourself clean, how can you monitor the officials?"

"In the end, it's just reduced to a tool to eliminate dissidents!"

After Tang Shunzhi expressed his inner thoughts, he lowered his head anxiously, waiting for Jiajing's evaluation.

"Well, not bad, not bad, it's thanks to you for coming here, but it's too early to talk about it now!"

After listening to Tang Shunzhi's words, Jiajing pondered for a long time, and immediately gave such an evaluation.

Seeing this situation, Tang Shunzhi's expression remained unchanged, but he couldn't help but feel secretly happy: "It seems that His Majesty also agrees with my idea, but it's just that the right time hasn't come yet!"

After that, Jiajing probably realized that the topic had gone a bit off track. After coughing twice, he turned his gaze to Tang Shunzhi and asked.

"Tang Shunzhi, do you know why I called you here today?"

Hearing this, Tang Shunzhi's expression became more respectful, he lowered his head, and said so.

"My humble minister is dull, please express it clearly, Your Majesty!"

Seeing this situation, Jiajing withdrew his gaze from Tang Shunzhi, and immediately spoke.

"I heard that your arithmetic is excellent, so I plan to let you take charge of compiling a book about arithmetic!"

Hearing the words, Tang Shunzhi was stunned for a long time, then summoned up his courage, and cautiously confirmed to Jiajing.

"Your Majesty, do you mean to let the humble minister be in charge of compiling books?"

Jiajing glanced at Tang Shunzhi rather strangely, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Why, you don't want to?"

Hearing this, Tang Shunzhi panicked immediately, his face was full of urgency, and quickly explained to Jiajing: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty, you...you have misunderstood me, I am very happy to compile books about arithmetic!"

Under the subtle influence of Confucianism, it is a fatal temptation for those scholars to write books and establish theory.

In the eyes of those scholars, writing a book is second only to what Confucianism advocates, besides self-cultivation, family governance, and world peace, it is the most important event in life!

Let me ask, who can resist the temptation to leave a name in history?
After that, Tang Shunzhi carefully confirmed to Jiajing as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Your Majesty, you asked Weichen to compile books on arithmetic. You don't intend to list it as a separate subject for examination?"

Hearing this, Jiajing couldn't help showing surprise on his face, and immediately asked.

"Where did you get this information?"

Seeing Jiajing asking him why, Tang Shunzhi immediately stammered and said, "Your Majesty, not long ago, there were rumors in the court that you plan to select talents from the newly established disciplines of the Imperial College!"

When Tang Shunzhi said this, his face was full of hesitation. After a long battle between heaven and man, he finally chose to tell what he knew.

"What's more... What's more, it is said that Your Majesty is planning to abolish Confucianism..."

After listening to Tang Shunzhi's narration, Jiajing's face was covered with black lines, and he slammed the table, saying in a deep voice.

"This group of guys don't do their business all day long, and they just know how to gossip day after day. In the blink of an eye, they spread the news like this!"

Although Jiajing said so, he had already begun to plan secretly in his heart: "It seems that I have to hurry up. Only by making newspapers popular can I regain the right to speak from these gentry!"

Tang Shunzhi, who was at the side, saw Jiajing getting angry, knelt down on the ground, and comforted him: "Your Majesty, please calm down!"

Hearing this, Jiajing looked Tang Shun up and down, and immediately gave instructions.

"By the way, when you compile books, you must pay attention to the difficulty of arithmetic from easy to difficult, step by step!"

When Jiajing said this, he immediately added.

"If you encounter any difficulties in the middle, or need any help, just speak to me, understand?"

When Tang Shunzhi heard the words, his expression immediately turned serious, and he said respectfully.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Seeing that the order was almost done, Jiajing waved his hand and issued an order to expel the guests.

"Since that's the case, let's do it for now, you can leave!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Hearing this, Tang Shunzhi didn't stay too long. After bowing to Jiajing, he turned and left Qianqing Palace.

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After that, a few days passed.

Yan Mansion, the study room.

At this moment, Yan Shifan was standing in front of Yan Song respectfully, reporting to him the preparations for the auction.

"Father, my son has already prepared everything. Three days later, the auction will be officially held!"

After Yan Song listened to Yan Shifan's report, the emotion on his face did not fluctuate too much, he just looked away from the book in front of him, and turned to confirm Yan Shifan.

"During this, you didn't collect the money randomly, did you?"

When Yan Shifan heard the words, he immediately promised Yan Song: "Don't worry, father, the child knows it well!"

Maybe because he still felt something was wrong, Yan Shifan immediately added: "I know what money can be accepted and what money can't be accepted, and I don't even look at the money that can't be accepted!"

After listening to Yan Shifan's assurance, Yan Song also felt relieved, and immediately explained to Yan Shifan unhurriedly.

"Well, it's good that you didn't collect money randomly. I'm afraid that Xu Jie will use this matter to make a fuss!"

After listening to Yan Song's explanation, Yan Shifan also had a look of surprise on his face, and subconsciously asked Yan Song.

"Father, you mean that Xu Jie will send someone to watch the auction?"

When Yan Song heard this, he glanced at Yan Shifan with the eyes of a fool, and then said.

"Based on what I know about him, he will never let go of such an opportunity!"

"Hmph, he doesn't want to bring me down all the time now, so that he can take the position of chief assistant of the cabinet!"

When Yan Song said this, a little rejoicing appeared on his face, he took his eyes away from Yan Shifan, and said to himself.

"But fortunately, the officials appointed this time are all relatively clean and honest officials who have just entered the official career. If this matter is handed over to Yan Maoqing and Luo Longwen, they may make a big mess!"

After hearing this, Yan Shifan hesitated for a moment, and then said.

"Father, my child thinks what you said..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, Yan Shifan had no choice but to swallow the words he hadn't spoken yet back into his stomach.

Seeing this situation, Yan Song frowned slightly, and immediately said in a deep voice.

"Come in!"

"Yes!"

After the words fell, the housekeeper stepped into the study, and after entering the study, he went straight to Yan Song, handed out the letter in his hand, and said respectfully.

"Mr. Yan Ge, here is a letter from Hu Zongxian's trustee!"

"What, the letter from Hu Zongxian, show it to me quickly!"

When Yan Song heard the butler's words, he suddenly regained his energy, and immediately got up from the seat, snatching the letter from the butler's hand.

After receiving the letter, Yan Song waved his hand and gave instructions to the housekeeper.

"Okay, you can go down!"

"Yes, Mr. Yan Ge!"

Hearing the words, the butler immediately bowed in response.

Yan Shifan witnessed this scene the whole time, and at this moment, an indescribable bitterness rose in his heart.

After the housekeeper left the study room and closed the door of the study room, Yan Song opened the envelope without any hesitation, browsed the contents on it, and saw what was written on it.

"Teacher, student Hu Zongxian, there is already enough grain in Zhejiang to support the transformation of rice into mulberry. You don't have to worry about it. In addition..."

After Yan Song read the contents of the letter from beginning to end, perhaps because he was too excited, Yan Song began to cough violently.

"Haha, ok... ok, ahem!"

Seeing this situation, Yan Shifan hurried forward, patted Yan Song's back lightly, and asked with concern.

"Father, are you alright?"

Hearing this, Yan Song waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, then stuffed the letter in Yan Shifan's hand, and said.

"It's okay, I'm fine, you can see for yourself!"

After that, Yan Song took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and coughed a few times dullly.

Seeing this, Yan Shifan didn't doubt him, and immediately lowered his head, browsing the above content attentively.

And Yan Song took advantage of this opportunity to secretly shift his gaze to the handkerchief. At this moment, the bright red blood on the handkerchief is particularly eye-catching!

Yan Song just glanced at it hastily, then looked away.

Taking advantage of the gap when Yan Shifan's attention was attracted by the contents of the letter, Yan Song put away the handkerchief without any trace.

After Yan Shifan finished browsing the contents of the letter, he immediately looked at Yan Song excitedly and said.

"Father, that's great. In this way, with enough grain to support, we can continue to change rice to mulberry."

"In a month or two, when the mulberry seedlings mature, all of Xu Jie's plans will come to naught!"

"At that time, we will be able to start the liquidation and make him pay the price he deserves!"

Yan Song did not comment on Yan Shifan's remarks.

At this moment, Yan Song's expression became sluggish, and he turned to Yan Shifan and said.

"Okay, I'm a little tired, let's go here first!"

Although he still had doubts about this, when Yan Shifan looked at Yan Song's slightly pale face, he chose to temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart, only to see Yan Shifan bowed his hands to Yan Song and said respectfully.

"Yes, father, you have a good rest, the child will leave now!"

"Ah."

Yan Song only responded to Yan Shifan's greetings in a subtle way, and stopped talking.

After that, Yan Song turned to close his eyes and meditate, looking extremely tired.

Seeing this, Yan Shifan didn't dare to disturb him anymore, and left the study on his own.

After leaving the study, Yan Shifan felt that something was wrong the more he thought about it, and said to himself silently: "No, didn't my father say that he would recover soon? Why did it take so long?"

"No, I have to go to Doctor Li to find out how my father's condition is!"

Thinking of this, Yan Shifan immediately made up his mind and marched towards Tai Hospital.

(End of this chapter)