Liu Bian expected that there would be a disturbance in the large-scale efforts to persuade the dandies from aristocratic families and the scum of the Hongdu sect in Imperial College.
He looked normal and said, "Do you know who he is?"
Zuo Li bowed in front of Liu Bian and said: "There are too many people making trouble, and the villain does not dare to act rashly. Do we need the villain to arrest some people for interrogation?"
"Let Taichang handle this kind of thing."
Liu Bian moved his shoulders again and said, "There are so many ministers in the court, so I can't do it myself."
Taixue is a very sensitive place. Even if there are so many troubles caused by trying to persuade some unlearned and unskilled dandies, if they really want to rush in and arrest people, the whole city of Luoyang will be fried.
Zuo Li quietly raised his head and observed Liu Bian's profile. A hint of caution appeared on his snow-white face, and he hesitated in his heart whether to secretly arrest some people and torture them.
At this time, inside the Chancellor's Desk.
As the most diligent courtier in political affairs, Wang Yun was still busy at the Chancellor's desk even after dark.
Li Ru came in with a confused expression and said, "Your Majesty, the students from the Imperial Palace have gathered to cause trouble. It seems that they are going to attack Tai Chang again."
Wang Yun raised his head fiercely, trying his best to keep his face, his eyes were filled with anger, and he said in a deep voice: "I order Beibu Lieutenant to arrest all the leaders!"
Li Ru came from Imperial College and was well aware of the situation inside, so he whispered: "Your Majesty, Imperial College students are complicated and have extraordinary origins. Doing this is like cooking oil in a burning fire and will only be counterproductive."
Although Wang Yun was angry, he did not lose his mind. His eyes were as sharp as a sword and he said, "What are you going to do?"
Li Ru looked back and said in an even lower voice: "The lower official believes that retreat must be used as an advance, and the layoffs of the imperial students should be suspended until the next step is taken slowly and completed in one year."
"No!"
Wang Yun directly rejected it and said: "It must be completed as soon as possible. The imperial court is majestic and does not allow anyone to provoke!"
Before Li Ru could speak, Wang Yun stood up and said, "Pass this message to me and order Wang Lang to take office tomorrow to suppress the imperial students from causing trouble. If it happens again, I will hold him accountable!"
Li Ru was immediately overjoyed and said: "The prince is brilliant!"
In his opinion, Wang Lang was Yang Biao's staff and was recommended by him. If Wang Lang failed to handle the gathering of Tai students, Yang Biao would be blamed!
Wang Yun frowned slightly and glanced at him, feeling a little dissatisfied.
How can major national affairs be used to plot against others?
At the same time, the Prime Minister's house was very busy.
Because it was a temporary banquet, too many things had to be prepared in a hurry. The seating of the guests alone was enough to give Yang Biao a headache.
The servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion were busy with tables, chairs, wine, food and fruits. The Yang Mansion, which had been silent for more than half a year, became noisy again.
Until it was dark, Yang Biao wiped the sweat from his forehead and came to Wang Lang's courtyard.
In the middle of winter, Yang Biao was wrapped up extremely thickly. He, who was already fat, looked even more bloated, and it was difficult to even sit down.
"Can it be done?" Yang Biao took off his cotton-padded clothes and fiddled with the charcoal fire, wanting to throw himself on it.
Wang Lang looked at the book and said: "It doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not, the important thing is to do it."
Yang Biao understood and said, "What do you think about the Taixuan students causing trouble? Wang Yun is going to blame you."
Wang Lang put down the book, picked up the pen, annotated, and said, "What's so difficult about this?"
Yang Biao was startled, turned to look at him, and said, "Do you have any idea?"
Wang Lang explained to himself without replying.
Yang Biao waited for a while, shook his hands, rubbed his fat face, and said: "There are many people vying to become officials recently, so you have to be careful."
The aftermath of Liu Bianyujia's personal victory was still spreading to the entire Han Dynasty. More and more people who were watching chose to go to Beijing and became officials in various ways.
Since ancient times, official positions have been like a carrot and a pit. Once you grab it, you have to stand firm.
Wang Lang glanced at him and said, "You don't have to worry about me."
Yang Biao pretended to sigh and said, "I miss the late emperor a little."
Wang Lang frowned, and his explanation was not so smooth.
The late emperor was greedy for money, lustful, favored treacherous people, and could be said to be a complete fool.
But compared to the mediocre late emperor, the current emperor is obviously ambitious and has very clear goals. He will have very strict requirements on his courtiers.
It is difficult to be a minister.
…
The next day, Wang Lang took office as the Luoyang Order.
He took over the appointment and got to know the officials of Luoyang County, big and small. When he saw that Yintong was not there, he was locked up in the duty room. No one knew what he was doing.
In the Luoyang County government office, there was naturally a lot of discussion about Wang Lang because Yin Tong threw a jade and left.
"What does this Magistrate Wang mean?"
"I don't know? Will Yin County Cheng implicate us?"
"It's hard to say, he is a staff member of the Prime Minister's Office, and rectifying us is not a matter of words."
"What should we do?"
"What are you afraid of? I bet he won't be able to serve as county magistrate for long!"
"He has the Prime Minister as his backer, who can touch him?"
"Prime Minister? Do you think the Prime Minister can last forever? Now, who doesn't look at the face of the prince?"
They were whispering and suddenly stopped.
When they turned around, they saw Wang Lang standing not far away with a calm expression.
The group of people quickly fell silent and pretended to be doing things carefully, keeping their peripheral vision on Wang Lang.
Wang Lang looked up at the sky, took out a notice, and said calmly: "Post this near the Imperial Academy, and post more."
A clerk came forward, took the piece of white paper with still wet ink, looked at it, and couldn't help being surprised, and said: "County magistrate, is this true? Is the imperial court really going to recruit 500 people from Taixue to serve as officials? "
As soon as he finished speaking, he was stabbed quietly.
The little official suddenly woke up and said quickly: "Yes, I will go now."
Wang Lang had no expression on his face, glanced at the sky again, then turned back to the check-in room.
A group of people immediately gathered around the clerk and looked at the notice written by Wang Lang.
"Five hundred people, with a loss of less than two hundred dan, is this the county magistrate?"
"Maybe the county magistrate?"
"Is the imperial court going to fill vacancies on a large scale?"
"It's ridiculous to cut and mend at the same time, isn't it?"
"Stop talking, stop talking, go post it!"
They gathered around, discussing and reenacting, and then led people straight to the Imperial Academy.
The Tai students had not slept well in the past few days. They gathered together early in the morning, and someone in the lead was giving a loud speech.
"The Imperial College was established by the great ancestor and is the foundation of the country. How can we cut down the Imperial College students!"
"This is a traitor to suppress dissent and block speech!"
"How can we just sit back and watch if our country is not in a state?"
Under waves of loud incitement, dozens of Tai students responded, chanting and walked out of the gate, intending to go to Tai Chang to petition again.
Not long after I walked out, I saw a group of Luoyang County police officers posting notices everywhere.
"lackey!"
They were immediately furious and rushed over eager to take out their anger on the officers.
But when they saw the notice, they were all stunned and then looked at each other.
"Five hundred people, two hundred items lost!"
"Are we going to become officials?"
"Listen to me, listen to me, the imperial court is cutting off redundant officials and dandy students, not all imperial students. We were fooled!"
"Yes, yes, we are both excellent in character and academics, and we are children of aristocratic families. We must be the chosen ones!"
"Don't be deceived by some thoughtful people. They must have gotten the news earlier and want to frame us against the imperial court and seize our official positions!"
"Liu Huan, it's him! He took the lead!"
"It's not me, it's not me, this must be a conspiracy of traitors!"
"Fart, you must have known this a long time ago? You said before that your fellow countryman is in the official position!"
"I remember it too, it's so bad!"
"Can't let him go!"
Dozens of people who had been working together suddenly began to fight among themselves and beat each other into chaos.
The Luoyang County police officer who was already hiding was dumbfounded. This was because he was caught off guard when things changed.
"How do I feel that those people did it on purpose?" a guard whispered.
Another officer stared at the melee crowd and said, "How many? Did you see that, those few have been fanning the flames."
"Those guys are doing something dirty!"
"Tell me, will you be the county magistrate?"
"Be careful what you say."
"There's someone from Taixue. Hey, let's start a fight. Let's start a fight."
What started as a melee between dozens of people suddenly turned into a fight between hundreds of people. They were so noisy that no one could hear what was being said. Everyone was so angry that they hit anyone they saw.
More than a dozen officers watched it with great interest, and some even took out breakfast and ate while watching.
"No, why don't we try to persuade him?" Someone suddenly said.
They are Luoyang County police officers, responsible for public security. Now that the situation is like this, they should control it.
No one paid attention to him. In this melee of hundreds of people, a dozen of them went through, only to be beaten.
Therefore, they continued to hide and watch the battle with relish.
There was a chaos in Taixue, and the Prime Minister's Mansion was having a banquet for guests.
As the Hongnong Yang family, the fourth generation and the third prince, their prestige today is unparalleled and unparalleled.
Yang Biao was the prime minister again. He held a banquet, and many people rushed to attend. However, Yang Biao's invitations were only given to the powerful families in the opposition, and no court officials were invited.
At the gate, people lined up to enter one by one, and were handed invitations and gifts.
There are etiquette officials recording it, and there are even people singing "Ei".
"The Lord Sima of Hanoi has arrived."
"Hebei Gongsun Gong has arrived."
"The Duke of Donghai has arrived."
"Yingchuan Zhang Gong is here!"
"Gong Cao of Runan has arrived!"
The huge Prime Minister's Mansion was packed with people, and all kinds of voices came and went, making it very lively.
In the backyard, Yang Biao personally received some people. The fragrance of tea overflowed and the warmth was like spring.
It was natural and honorable for them to receive Yang Biao's invitation. They were all smiling and friendly.
Yang Biao sat upright, with a majestic but plain expression on his face. He blinked his little eyes and laughed loudly: "Today's banquet has nothing else to do, just to get together with you all."
Seven or eight people all smiled and nodded, and Wei said: "We also want to ask Mr. Yang for more help."
Seeing this, Yang Biao suddenly said: "If you are not an official, you should be at ease. Don't get involved in court battles. The children of the family should give more advice and don't make mistakes on your own and harm your relatives."
Everyone looked at each other calmly from the corner of their eyes, and then all said in unison: "Mr. Yang is right."
Yang Biao mentioned this sentence, his little eyes were shining brightly, his fat face was shaking more and more, and he said with a smile: "That's good, that's good, we will only talk about Fengyue today, nothing else. I heard that Dongguan is ready to be restored?" "
Dongguan is generally a place where Confucian scholars study history, scriptures, and rituals.
One of them, an extremely old man who was nearly eighty years old, said: "It is said that Bingzhou Lu Shijun and Cai Taichang are also interested in participating in this history compilation."
Yang Biao looked at him and said, "Is Mr. Sima interested?"
Sima Jun shook his head and said: "I am struggling to write my pen, why would I interfere with national affairs? I just want to see him in my lifetime."
"Sima Gong has great blessings and will surely live a long life."
"I also want to congratulate Mr. Sima on his 100th birthday!"
Seven or eight people raised their hands, looking polite and respectful.
"Is there anyone in the Sima family who is willing to become an official?" Suddenly, Yang Biao asked Sima Jun.
You could hear a needle drop in the backyard.
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