It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

The news spread quickly in the capital.

Mrs. An Xin has taught a few students, all of whom passed the imperial examination, and they have been doing well in the officialdom over the past few years.

That's not outrageous.

The most outrageous thing is that the female head of the mountain from An Xin, a small place, was unexpectedly named the new Guozijian Jijiu by Emperor Sheng'an.

That is from the third-rank official position, in charge of the education of the big cadres.

Guozijian belongs to the central government school of Daqian, the highest institution in the education system, and also serves as the competent authority of Daqian education.

It has the function of supervising the country to a certain extent, and can impeach officials, participate in state affairs, and other rights.

Such an important position, originally because the official in charge of sacrificial wine was old, everyone was waiting to grab this piece of fat when they got the news of his resignation.

Well, the last piece of meat disappeared.

And the one who took this piece of meat was an unqualified woman.

That day, Emperor Sheng'an, who was sitting high on the dragon chair in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, looked down solemnly with a pair of majestic dragon eyes, divided into two factions of quarrelsome courtiers.

With a smile on his lips, there is a look like I am watching you quietly like this, using the hall of the early dynasty as a vegetable market, waiting for you to fight, I am watching the show.

The reason for this group of officials' quarrel was because An Xin, the wine priest leaning on the dragon pillar in the Hall of Supreme Harmony with an innocent face at this moment.

She was suddenly notified that she would come to the morning court.

This day, An Xin, who was in a daze, walked into the Hall of Supreme Harmony with Li Ziyu and Jiang Zhou, who were also going to court early, and was baptized by the eyes of all the officials.

Fortunately, An Xin has a thick skin, otherwise she really couldn't stand it.

The thing is that.

At the beginning, some people stood up against a woman, An Xin, who came to be the official position of offering wine.

An Xin, the unmotivated Jijiu, nodded in agreement, and was about to stand up in person to go along with the other party's proposal.

But before she could make a move, she turned on the poisonous tongue mode because she couldn't see her own student Jiang Dangdeng who was belittled by others.

The inside and outside of the words imply that An Xin is a woman who does not observe etiquette and lives comfortably in the back house.Even with a little knowledge, it is difficult to take the post of being in charge of the Guozijian Jijiu.

Jiang Zhou's eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold light shining, his thin lips fluttered, and his words quoted scriptures without using a single dirty word, blowing this person to pieces.

Li Ziyu, who was exuding air-conditioning, glanced at Qing Lingling, and was stunned by Jiang Zhou to call the ambulance officials.

"Master Wang, is it because you are old and you look so bad, do you need me to call the imperial physician for you?" Li Ziyu said in a clear voice, seemingly very concerned:
"If you are not in good health, you should learn from the previous master Jijiu, please resign and go home to rest more. Why make yourself so tired."

"You...you..." Mr. Wang rolled his eyes, almost fainted by the anger of the pair of senior brothers.

Then the ones who objected to An Xin's offering of wine for the Imperial College were of course the father and son of the An Guogong's mansion who had just forged a grudge against her not long ago.

This time, the father and son faced each other, General Yuchi and the others who were humiliated by An Guogong in front of An Xin that day.

"Old man, stop farting..."

"You, you, you rude fools..."

The number of officials who led the debate gradually increased, with voices of opposition and voices of approval. For a while, the hall became noisy and mixed like a vegetable market in the morning.

Prime Minister Xiao, the head of civil servants, didn't speak out against An Xin's appointment as a sacrificial wine for the Imperial College, but he had originally planned to arrange for an official of his confidant to sit in this position.

Now the Guozijian Jijiu seat was inexplicably taken by a woman named An Xin, and even Prime Minister Xiao, who had always been in the city, was faintly dissatisfied with Emperor Sheng'an who made this decision.

Si Yexiao, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was not really watching a play, his eyes were sharp and sharp, and the corner of his mouth smiled and glanced down.

When crossing the expression on Prime Minister Xiao's face standing in the front, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Sitting firmly on the throne and controlling the court for decades, how could Emperor Sheng'an have no idea of ​​what this old guy did in private to consolidate his power in the court.

It seems that when he was young, he also assisted him to stabilize the country. Even his eldest son's cheating in the examination room had little effect. He only punished the group of people in the Ministry of Rites and passed his son as a fart.

Emperor Sheng'an sneered, if he dared to go against him again this time, he wouldn't mind changing to another person as prime minister.

Then Emperor Sheng'an looked at Li Ziyu, who was standing next to his female mountain head, with a calm expression, showing no signs of anger or anger, low-key, shrewd and experienced Li Ziyu, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

This son has the talent of a general, so in the past few years, he has arranged for this six-yuan and No. [-] scholar to take turns and enter the six departments for internship.

It is to replace someone one day, a certain official who formed a party for personal gain and wanted to be in control of the court.

Prime Minister Xiao felt a chill down his back, looked up at the man on the dragon chair, and saw that he had closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he didn't want to care about the chaos in the court, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

When he didn't know that this person's body had problems in the past few years, relying on the tonic brewed by the trusted imperial physician, he insisted on managing all the affairs of Daqian.

If it weren't for the nails arranged in the palace, he would not have dared to do those things in private when such news spread.

Thinking of the empress on the dragon chair who was obsessed with missing the dead, caused the heirs of the harem to wither.

Now there is only Concubine Xian, a playful and not very smart third prince born from her natal family who is not very powerful.

The other is the eldest prince who was born to the benefactor who planned to save his life while on the Dragon Throne when he was still a prince when he was drunk.

A young, playful and dull prince is not made for an emperor.

The other biological mother was the murderer who destroyed the relationship between the empress and the empress. Even if the above one handed over the throne to others, she would not pass it on to the one who went to Beijing to find her relatives and was favored by bullies.

Just happened to be rescued by the queen who passed by Shangxiang, who was still the concubine of the prince at that time, and finally succeeded the eldest prince who had revenged the woman's birth to the throne.

At this time, he was planning to wait until Emperor Sheng'an passed away, and he would assist an obedient puppet prince to sit on the powerful Prime Minister Xiao as regent.

He never thought that what he was going to do would be disturbed by his daughter who came from time to time.

Here, Xiao Wenrou heard from her own system that the real dragon emperor has the most luck, if she can collect enough luck.

You can exchange the system with the exchange system, exchange a book of exercises for cultivating immortals and spiritual stones for cultivation, so that she can not only have infinite life, but also maintain a beautiful appearance forever.

The temptation was too great, and Xiao Wenrou couldn't resist it.

At this time, she was thinking about her target.

Sitting on the couch in the warm pavilion, she was holding a hand warmer, looking at the snowflakes falling one after another outside, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

She first thought of attacking Emperor Sheng'an, but remembering that Emperor Sheng'an was almost fifty, Xiao Wenrou shook her head.

After that, he turned his attention to Si Yexiao's prince.

The information collected gave Xiao Wenrou the urge to scold her mother.