"Everyone, regarding Qiu Wei, I hope to hold the imperial examination..."
"inappropriate!"
Before Cui Wengong could finish his words, he was savagely interrupted by the family, "Cui, are you going to let the members of my family die without a burial place?"
"Yes, students from poor families have very few study resources. They don't have the background and talents of children from aristocratic families. Even if they become officials, they will not be able to worry about the country. Instead, they will live in poverty, or they may become corrupt officials."
"That's right, a poor family is not advisable. We should follow the precedent and still choose from aristocratic families."
Everyone talked loudly and did not give Cui Wengong a chance to refute.
The old man sat there with a look of bitterness on his face. Cui Shixiang said angrily: "You are only allowed to study, but the poor are not allowed to progress?"
Chen Yuan immediately took over the conversation, "Young Master Cui is joking, we are all thinking about the stability of the country and the country. The imperial court and the aristocratic family are closely connected, so that the aristocratic family can better compliment the imperial power."
At this moment, Zhao An looked at Xu Ruqing, and Xu Ruqing subconsciously looked back. Their eyes collided, and they both saw the deep anger in the other's eyes.
Xu Ruqing smiled bitterly, then lowered his head.
Zhao An also secretly complained that this game was very difficult. Although he had a guaranteed victory in front of the empress, Zhao An also felt helpless in the face of the general trend of the world.
If the Holy Sect cannot withstand the pressure and compromises with the family, the Empress will not even have a chance to struggle.
Just look at how hard the bones of the old man sitting on the stage are.
Seeing the silence of the Cui family, Chen Guogong coughed, and then the noisy hall became quiet. He said, "Don't make any noise. The Cui family came far away not to listen to your quarrels."
Cui Wengong held the small table and asked tremblingly: "Are you all going to give up your life to poor students?"
"The old gentleman is serious. We are also thinking about the peace of our family and country."
"If I suggest that Your Majesty, on the basis of the original one, seize well-educated people from the people, is that okay?"
"Old sir, if you have those quotas, you might as well give them to us."
"haha, yes!"
Shameless!
Zhao An really opened his eyes today. The aristocratic family is not just a mere beast, it has cut off the way forward for everyone in the world.
If these bastards are not eliminated, the Empress will not be able to secure her position!
Xu Ruqing clenched her fists tightly and couldn't help but say, "Opening the imperial examination is certainly not good for aristocratic families, but it is not a bad thing for the country. The prosperity of a poor family in the world will also bring benefits to the local area, and the aristocratic family will be profitable."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the wealthy families present changed.
Zhao An shook her head secretly. She was too impatient and would be targeted if she made the first move.
Sure enough, Chen Yuan said: "Miss Xu's words are wrong. A poor family is not familiar with political affairs. If she joins the court as an official, wouldn't the world be in chaos? And as the censors said, their family is weak and they will definitely put their hands into it." Finance is the recipe for disaster.”
"There are bound to be people of noble character among the people."
"As soon as Miss Xu introduces women, there is no need to say more."
Everyone laughed, and Xu Ruqing lowered her eyes, full of disappointment. Although she was also from a noble family, unlike officials from Gyeonggi Province, she had seen the suffering of the people, and had seen those students from poor families study hard and eventually return to their hometown to work in farming.
Cui Shixiang said angrily: "Don't you think it's too bullying?"
Chen Yuandao: "Why shouldn't the official career be controlled by aristocratic families? After all, this way of obtaining official positions has been going on for hundreds of years."
"I just don't think it's fair."
"There is no fairness in the world. Mr. Cui is the direct descendant of a saint, and he doesn't understand this at all?"
Cui Shixiang can't defeat Chen Yuan. In the final analysis, there is still no one to support him. If the emperor is strong enough, he can climb up and shout to overthrow the family!
The worst case scenario would be to kill a person with a pile of heads and a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
It's a pity that the emperor is too weak. Maybe before long, the world will have the surname Chen.
Zhao An looked at Chen Guogong's proud look and secretly said to Chen Yuru, who was silent: "Master Guogong is still very powerful. He controls the world's famous families and cuts off his official career with great momentum."
"What's the use of telling me? If you can, stop it."
Chen Yuru frowned and felt indescribably irritated. She now understood why the emperor was afraid of her Chen family. Her father was indeed very arrogant, and even to the Holy Sect's face, he would not give him any face.
If this matter spreads out, the Chen family will be criticized by thousands of people and their reputation will be ruined.
However, her father didn't care at all. As long as he controlled the general trend of Gyeonggi, it didn't matter what the reputation of other places was.
Chen Guogong suddenly waved, and a servant sent over several boxes. When he opened them, he saw that they were all antiques, calligraphy and paintings.
"Everyone from Cui is coming from afar. These are my respects from me and the clan leaders. Please accept them."
Chen Guogong began to put pressure on him.
Today we have to force Cui Wengong to compromise. As long as he nods, another day will be around the corner!
The whole hall was silent.
Cui Shixiang stared nervously at the old man sitting on the stage. Xu Ruqing was also extremely nervous, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead.
Jiuyin locked eyes on Cheng Guogong, and subconsciously pressed the hilt of the sword with her jade finger. The murderous intention spread out invisibly. Que'er noticed it, and Que'er pinched it secretly. Zhao An looked along her line of sight, secretly thinking shock.
Jiuyin has a grudge against Cheng Guogong?
No, she should be a heroine who hates evil, but it is useless to kill Chen Guogong now. Chen Yuan is still alive, that is, a supporter of the family.
Outside the door, there was a swordsman in black, his gloomy eyes fixed on Jiuyin.
If Jiuyin makes any move, he will also take action.
"It's Sun Laoba, who always occupies the eighth place on the Heavenly Ranking."
Que'er recognized the identity of the strong man outside the door at a glance, and Zhao An motioned to Que'er to remind him.
Que'er nodded, secretly flicked her fingers, and a wisp of ethereal wind hit Jiuyin's fingers. The latter was stunned for a moment, and then she noticed the strange snake-like eyes outside the door. Her pretty face changed, and she looked at her young lady, and finally relaxed. Opened the hand holding the sword.
"Why, everyone Cui doesn't like these calligraphy and paintings?"
Chen Guogong raised his voice, and Cui Wengong seemed to have aged much. He stood up tremblingly and forced a smile, "Thanks to your lords and patriarchs for your love, I would like to propose a toast to you all."
Cui Wengong had seen big storms and tactfully avoided Chen Guogong's intimidation.
Everyone looked at each other and raised their glasses. At the same time, a young novice monk sat behind Cui Wengong. When he appeared, the whole audience took a breath.
Que'er was so frightened that her hands shook and she almost dropped her chopsticks to the ground.
At this moment, Sun Laoba outside the door withdrew his eyes, while Jiuyin's face was full of fear.
Zhao An could feel an invisible energy enveloping the entire hall, and his hair stood up unconsciously.
Chen Guogong stared at the little novice monk, his eyelids twitching wildly, and he stood up and said: "It turns out that Master Puyuan is here too..."
Is he afraid?
Zhao An couldn't understand what the monk's identity was.
Que'er secretly said: "That is Demon Monk Pu Yuan. He is third on the list of saints and guests. Legend has it that he is a great master. It seems that the saints also guessed what they would encounter when they come to the capital, so Pu Yuan followed."
The great master...
Zhao An seemed to have heard the Empress say that there are only four great masters in the world today, and those kind of figures have reached inhuman levels in the field of martial arts.
The Holy Sect's acquisition of one of them is also the foundation for settling down and establishing a transcendent family. If Puyuan had not been in charge, the Holy Sect would have been exterminated long ago.
