After being bound to the learning system in my mother's womb, I became the empress

Chapter 342 The emperor felt that he was the son of destiny

The monarch and his ministers held a small meeting in the imperial study room to discuss how to implement the other two measures.

But after much discussion, we couldn't come up with a good solution.

In fact, there is a way, but it is relatively difficult.

The emperor walked to the window with his hands behind his hands and looked at the sky.

"If I compromise this time, they may threaten me with dismissal from office in the future. How can I, the majestic king of a country, be led by their noses?
"I really want to remove them all at once, but it's easy to remove them. After they leave, who will fill the vacancies?"

The emperor sighed.

Faced with the collective crisis of official evaluation, the courtiers united together like never before.

Straightforwardly showing off to him——

If you insist on conducting official evaluations, then remove us all!
Then we'll see who else will do something for you.

Those people didn't dare to remove them all because of him, so they were so confident.

Lin Jian bowed and apologized: "Your Majesty, I blame you for being too impatient. If I had brought it up a few years later, maybe the resistance wouldn't have been so great, and you wouldn't have to be so embarrassed."

Emperor: "It's not your fault. This should be done sooner rather than later. Otherwise, if they are allowed to continue to be so mediocre, Dayong will sooner or later follow in the footsteps of the previous dynasty."

At this moment, Jiang Hai came in, holding a flat letter box in his hand.

"Your Majesty, please listen carefully to the letter from the envoy."

The emperor felt refreshed, sat down after returning to the Dragon Case, and opened the letter box presented by Jiang Hai.

There is a mechanism inside the letter box, which can only be opened using special techniques. If it is intercepted by an outsider and forcibly opened, the mechanism inside will destroy the letter, leaving the intercepted person unable to see anything.

The emperor read the letter and stood up suddenly, his expression was shocked, and then he was full of joy.

The sadness between his brows was swept away.

"Hahahahaha, that's great, Xiao Jiu is my Kirin son!"

Qilin is a mythical beast that can bring auspiciousness.

Lin Jian was very proud to hear the emperor's praise of his grandson.

On the face, he had to act reserved and humble, "Your Majesty, your Majesty has given you too much praise. How can Xiaojiu bear such high praise from you?"

The emperor's face glowed red: "I can afford it, Mr. Lin, do you know what Xiaojiu said in the letter?"

Before Lin Jian could guess, he couldn't wait to give the answer: "He said that the Lin family farm has cultivated a crop called 'sweet potato', and the yield per mu can reach three thousand kilograms!"

Lin Jian showed the same shocked expression as the emperor.

"Your Majesty, aren't you dreaming? Are there really three thousand kilograms of grain per acre in this world?"

Emperor: "Can Xiaojiu still deceive me? The letter also said that he has made secret visits to various places in the past few years and found hundreds of talents. Now they are rushing to the capital and will arrive soon. Then I will have no need to worry about it. ?
"As for those mediocre people in the court, don't they want to be dismissed from office? Then I will fulfill their wishes!"

The depression accumulated in the emperor's chest over the past few days was swept away, and he just wished he could go out and look up to the sky and laugh a few times.

"Lin Gong, please also read this letter."

Lin Jian strode forward and took the letter from the emperor with both hands.

I scanned it quickly first, and sure enough I saw the words "Sweet potatoes yield three thousand jin per mu."

But he still couldn't believe it and suspected that his old eyes were dim.

So I looked at it carefully again.

After reading it, his hands shook, his beard trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes.

The whole person was lying on the ground, "Your Majesty, God bless us Dayong!"

The emperor hurriedly stepped forward and helped Lin Jian up.

The monarch and his minister held each other's hands tightly, holding hands and looking into each other's tearful eyes, with endless joy and excitement surging in their chests.

After his emotions calmed down a little, the emperor remembered: "Xiaojiu said that he sent a bag of sweet potatoes with the letter. Jiang Hai, where are my sweet potatoes? Why don't you bring it up quickly."

Jiang Hai: "Old slave, let someone carry him in right now."

lift?
The emperor keenly caught this word and couldn't help but conjure up a picture in his mind - a sweet potato as big as a bathtub was dug out of the ground. It weighed several hundred kilograms and required two strong men to lift it.

However, it turned out that the emperor thought too much.

Two little chamberlains came in carrying a large box. The box was opened, and inside was a large, bulging sack.

A flash of disappointment flashed through the emperor's heart. It turned out that the sweet potatoes were not as big as he thought.He was not afraid of getting dirty, so he couldn't wait to open the bag and took out a sweet potato.

He was stroking the sweet potato in his hand, his eyes as if looking at some rare treasure, extremely eager.

"It looks ordinary, but the output is so high. If what Xiaojiu said is true, then why should the people of Dayong worry about not having enough to eat!"

At this moment, the emperor felt that he was truly the son of destiny.

Otherwise, why would there be geniuses like Lin Wushang, Xiling, and Ling Lingyi to assist him?
Lin Jian returned to his mansion with a sweet potato rewarded by the emperor.

He went straight to the ancestral hall, washed the sweet potatoes cleanly, went to the warehouse to find a jade tray to hold the sweet potatoes, and then placed them on the offering table.

Sweet potatoes and other sacred objects were worshiped to the ancestors.

When I returned to the study, I saw a letter box on the desk.

Lin Jian opened it and saw that the letter was from his grandson. Along with the letter was a talent file.

The file records the information of those talents in detail, including name, family, place of origin, specialties... It is very detailed, and there is even a portrait next to it, eliminating the possibility of someone pretending to be someone.

"Grandfather, after these people enter Beijing, they will report to the Duke's Mansion first. I hope you can entertain them well and take the opportunity to inspect them when they arrive.

"In addition, Sun'er has also made a list for you of candidates for the Literature Museum to write books and compile history..."

After a while, Lin Jian put down the letter and sighed.

I felt proud and sad at the same time.

What I am proud of is that my grandson is so smart at a young age, and he is very organized in doing things, and he is already able to stand alone.

He is much stronger than he was back then.

The sadness also comes from this.

This child was able to do this at such a young age, and he didn't know how much hardship he had endured in private.

Ultimately, it was because he lost his mother at a young age, and his father failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

Later, the third child also passed away, and Xiaojiu became a child without a father and a mother.

This child is suffering.

It's just that he never showed it in daily life, and he was so sensible that it made his grandfather feel distressed.

Now he is even more worried about himself, and even wants to share the burden of government affairs for himself.

My grandfather is really incompetent.

Lin Wushang didn't know that his letter had caused his grandfather to think so much.

At this moment, he was giving physical education classes to the students - teaching them gymnastics.

He went to the capital before and missed several classes. He had to find time to make up for it.

Ask him why he chose to teach physical education?
That's naturally because the physical education teacher has the fewest classes and the most free time.

This will not delay him from doing other things.

And he is also very interested in sports.

After he finished a class, he found that Lin Xi had come over at some point and was standing under a camphor tree not far away.

Lin Wushang trotted over and stopped a few steps away from her.

Just after class, she was sweating all over, fearing that it would burn her.

"But what happened?"

Usually Xibao rarely takes the initiative to look for him. When she does, he is worried that something has happened.

Lin Xi: "Will you go to the Lin family's dinner party today?"

Lin Wushang breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Go."

Lin Xi asked again: "Has Grandpa Lin replied to your letter?"

Lin Wushang: "I was just about to tell you that my grandfather sent a letter this morning, saying that he had already finalized the specific rules for evaluating officials. He was just waiting for Ye Chun (Yin Lizhu's number one adviser, codenamed Jiayi) and the others to arrive. Then they can be arranged to take the assessment. If they pass the assessment, they can be appointed as officials and take office.

"In addition, my grandfather has recommended Mr. Ji and the others to the emperor. The emperor plans to hold a debate meeting so that the recommended scholars can gather together and debate openly. Finally, the candidates will be selected based on their performance."

(End of this chapter)