After the meeting, the ministers from the core decision-making team of the Ming Dynasty who participated in the meeting left the meeting hall in groups.
They need to walk together from the time they leave the meeting hall to the time they leave the palace. At this time, their positions are very distinctive.
From their positions, you can easily tell who has a good relationship with whom and who has a bad relationship with whom.
Basically, each of the four major factions come together and vaguely form a group. Each of them has its own core characters and peripheral characters. However, even though they are peripheral characters to each other, they also have differences with other factions. Clear separation.
For example, the Shandong faction and the foreign faction are the two most conflicting factions. People in the DPRK jokingly said that even if the winter thunder shook Xia Yuxue, the two factions would never hug each other to keep warm. Instead, they would try their best to take off each other's clothes and give them to them. Wear it yourself.
That's it today.
Kong Zheng and Zhou Jiang were walking together, discussing some things. As they were talking, Yelu Yuanyi walked up to them, quickly moved in front of them, turned his head, snorted at them, flicked his sleeves, and turned around. Walk.
Before Kong Zheng could react, Zhou Jiang couldn't hold himself any longer.
"Yelubetang, what do you mean?"
Yelu Yuanyi stopped and turned around to look at the two of them with a sneer.
"It's not interesting. It's just an action. What, is there any problem?"
"Yelubetang, what you did is not right."
Zhou Jiang took a step forward, stood opposite Yelu Yuanyi, looked at him face to face without fear, and said: "Arguments in the court are official matters. Outside the court, they are private matters. If you have any dissatisfaction with me, We can discuss it in the court in front of His Majesty, why do you need to show your face to us here?"
"What's your expression? I don't even know what you're talking about!"
Yelu Yuanyi shook his head: "You Shandong people just read too many Confucian classics, and your mind is full of strange things. It seems that everyone wants to scold you when they look at you. How can this be done? What? Why don’t you stop reading the Confucian Classics. I’ve read them for more than a thousand years. That’s enough. How about reading the Mohist Classics? I’ve been reading the Mohist Classics recently. Oh my, it’s wonderful!”
Zhou Jiang's expression changed, he took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his face again.
"The saint's words are profound and profound. Let alone a thousand years, ten thousand years are not enough to read them. But it's no wonder that Yelvbudang is a Khitan and has not read so many books. It is meaningless to talk to Yelvbudang about this. I won't say it anymore. , let’s not talk anymore.”
Zhou Jiang turned his head and looked at Kong Zheng: "Bu Tang, what do you think? Do we need to continue talking?"
"Of course not. A mere... Khitan man, what does he know about Confucian classics?"
Kong Zheng came over, glanced at Yelu Yuanyi with contempt, and just said the word "barbarian" to add fire to the powder keg in Yelu Yuanyi's heart.
But there was no need for him to say it completely. After saying that word, Yelu Yuanyi knew what this guy was going to say.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and still had a smile on his face.
"Kong Butang, when you say that, are you looking down on me or the Khitans?"
Kong Zheng looked at Yelu Yuanyi, then at Yelu Chenghui, who was standing behind him with a poor expression, and sneered.
"Don't get me wrong, Yelu Budang, I'm not talking about you, but... you."
After saying that, Kong Zheng flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.
Zhou Jiang also left, his face full of disgust and disdain.
Yelu Yuanyi immediately clenched his fists and was about to get angry. Yelu Chenghui quickly stepped forward and grabbed Yelu Yuanyi.
"This is the palace, you can't be rude."
Yelu Yuanyi glanced at Yelu Chenghui, angrily broke away from Yelu Chenghui's hand, and snorted.
"Kong Zheng is an old thief. Sooner or later, I will make sure that he cannot live without dying!"
Yelu Chenghui frowned.
"Yuan Yi, be careful what you say!"
"You heard what he said about us too!"
Yelu Yuanyi said angrily: "As officials in the same dynasty, these hateful Shandong people always look down upon others! What happened to the Khitans? Can't the Khitans become officials in the Ming Dynasty? Did your Majesty's establishment of the Ming Dynasty rely on them? A bunch of rotten scholars? Shit! After all, the Khitans still have a large army to revolt and fight bloody battles with the Jurchens, what about them?"
"That's what it says."
Yelu Chenghui shook his head and said, "But right now, we are also colleagues. If we can't afford to argue, don't start one. Your Majesty, won't you also speak for us?"
"That can only shut them up in court. In private, they don't know how to criticize us!"
Yelu Yuanyi took a few deep breaths and calmed down with difficulty.
Seeing that he had calmed down, Yelu Chenghui patted his shoulder, walked forward slowly with him, and then whispered: "They won't be proud for long. This time, a total of four subjects were admitted to the imperial examination." There were 1,200 people, and only 150 Shandong scholars were born.
Moreover, the admission trend of the entire imperial examination is biased towards science, engineering and law. Your Majesty does not care much about Confucian classics. With this imperial examination foundation, it is only a matter of time before the decline of Confucian classics in the future.
Without Confucian classics as the main basis for selecting officials, how long can these rotten Confucians remain proud? In the past, only they could choose, but now it is different. I think His Majesty has long thought about abolishing the imperial examination of Confucian classics, but due to the opposition of Confucian scholars, he has not done so for the time being. "
Yelu Yuanyi listened, thought seriously, and then nodded slowly.
"What you said does make sense, but in the end, most of the officials in the world are scholars. It's unclear who will win."
"Then it all depends on His Majesty's skill. Of course, speaking of taboos, it also depends on how long His Majesty can stay in power."
When Yelu Chenghui said this, his voice was very low, and no one except Yelu Yuanyi could hear him.
Yelu Yuanyi narrowed his eyes upon hearing this.
"Indeed, with His Majesty's prestige today, it is only a matter of time to kill these corrupt people. As long as there is enough time, everything is possible."
"So, let's not have any open conflicts or quarrels with them. This is not good for us."
Yelu Chenghui whispered: "Shandong Furu has been beaten once by His Majesty before, and he has already lost part of his power. If he continues to be stubborn and feels that he is superior to others, he will fall down sooner or later, and he will not even need us. Take action."
"That's what it says."
Yelu Yuanyi searched for it and said in a low voice: "But I am not willing to accept it, especially that bastard Zhou Jiang. He makes things difficult for me everywhere and slanders me many times. I will never tolerate him."
"how do you want to do it?"
Yelu Chenghui asked in a low voice: "There are many important matters in the imperial court at the moment. It is impossible for your Majesty to be cruel to important ministers. You should be a little more stable and don't jump out at this time to avoid getting burned."
"Do you need me to escape?"
Yelu Yuanyi sneered: "In the past few years of turmoil, corrupt scholars in Shandong have already suffered a lot. In order to exchange for their status in the new dynasty, they almost shouldered the cost of hundreds of thousands of immigrants from the imperial court to Liaodong. Only by relying on this cost did they gain Qualifications to gain a foothold in the court.
That's a lot of money. Even if they have a lot of people, spending it will inevitably break their muscles and bones. They may have ignored it in order to gain a foothold before, but now that they have gained a foothold, should they pay for the part they lost before? Something made up? "
Yelu Chenghui frowned.
"If you say that, it's a bit misleading. What they exchanged for money is power and status. This is a huge amount of money. Do you need to make up for it?"
"Smart people naturally know that they have made money, but not everyone is a smart person, and not everyone will feel that they have made money."
Yelu Yuanyi whispered: "Furthermore, the Yellow River renovation project will eventually lead the Yellow River back to the old route of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The downstream of the old route of the Eastern Han Dynasty is in Shandong. The ground has been broken and major construction projects have been started in Shandong. Zuo Cheng, do you think they Wouldn’t you take this opportunity to do something?”
"You mean, they will take advantage of the money for the Yellow River Project?"
Yelu Chenghui asked in disbelief: "Do you have any definite evidence?"
"Not yet, but I've heard some rumors."
Yelu Yuanyi smiled and said: "It is good for Yelujin to stay in the Ministry of Rites. At least we have one more eyes and ears. If they really want to do anything, it will be difficult to completely get rid of Yelujin, and they have already offended Yelujin to death. Yes, Yelujin wants them to die without a burial place more than me."
