"Zhu?"
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows.
In the Ming Dynasty, "Zhu" was the national surname!
Of course, it's not that ordinary people can't have surnames, but looking at the other person's appearance, it's obvious that he is actually from the royal family.
At this time, Liu Juncheng, who had been following Yang Fan, looked at the young man carefully, and suddenly his eyes changed: "But His Highness Prince Ning?"
"It is this king."
Prince Ning Zhu Zhaoyuan nodded slightly.
"I didn't know that His Highness was coming, so I ask your forgiveness."
Yang Fan and Liu Juncheng were about to see the ceremony when they were stopped by Zhu Zhaoyuan.
"No need to do that! I'm just here to take a look, there's no need to be so polite."
"I originally wanted to take advantage of this martial arts competition to meet the world's heroes, but I didn't expect that I was eliminated in the preliminary round. It seems that I am indeed not suitable for martial arts training."
Zhu Zhaoyuan behaved very gently, his eyes fell on Yang Fan's face again, and he said slightly amused, "Do you still want to drag me into the East Factory now?"
"I was acting recklessly despite my humble position. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
Yang Fan laughed dryly.
Who knew that we would meet a prince who was on patrol incognito!
If the other party is dragged into Dongchang and castrated, it will be great fun.
"You are also recruiting talents for the imperial court. How can I blame you?"
Zhu Zhaoyuan smiled: "However, the other party's wishes must be taken into account in this matter. Otherwise, it will inevitably cause controversy and affect the court's prestige, which would be bad."
"That's what His Highness said."
"You go ahead. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Farewell to Your Highness."
Watching Zhu Zhaoyuan leave, Yang Fan couldn't help but reveal a look of unlucky look on his face. His well-planned plan to recruit talents was disrupted by the other party.
What a nosy person!
If you don't want to, how do you know that others won't?
As the saying goes, if you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?
What if there are people who don't care about being cut and want to join their Dongchang, wearing bright clothes and angry horses, then kill them first and then show them off, what about the authority granted by the imperial power?
"However, this Prince Ning has only been replaced nine times, how can he be crowned king?"
Yang Fan slandered in his heart for a moment, and suddenly asked strangely.
After all, according to the information he knew before, only by breaking through the heavenly barrier in martial arts can he have the opportunity to be crowned king and officially join the process of seizing the heir apparent.
But this Zhu Zhaoyuan is obviously different.
Liu Juncheng explained: "Your Excellency, you don't know. Your Highness, Prince Ning, is an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs. Martial arts is just an occasional practice. What is really powerful is literary arts."
"Wen Dao?"
"Yes, Prince Ning was studious and well-read since he was a child. He once participated in the imperial examination anonymously and won the position of Huiyuan in one fell swoop."
Liu Juncheng explained, "In addition, he wrote a shocking blog post during the palace examination, which triggered a long history of literature and became a great scholar in public. Therefore, he was named a king and is praised by people to this day."
"I see."
Yang Fan nodded.
Liu Juncheng hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "However, it is said that he has never been favored by His Majesty, and was arranged to leave the palace early. Afterwards, he participated in the imperial examination anonymously, and publicly promoted the promotion of literary scholars. He was even suspected of forcing the palace! This time he came to participate in the martial arts competition anonymously, and he may have another purpose."
"Not a simple person either."
Yang Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
After all, the other party is not like him, capable of cheating, using the "Tao Te Ching" as his own classic, and directly entering the realm of great Confucianism.
If he really became a great scholar based on his own ability, his age would be really shocking.
However, Yang Fan didn't care much in his heart, wishing that the court would be more chaotic.
Anyway, now that Ming Dynasty has even secretly changed its emperor, does he still care about a prince having ulterior motives? As long as you don't mess with him, that's fine.
"Continue to select people."
Yang Fan waved his hand and ignored Zhu Zhaoyuan's words.
Anyway, their Dongchang is directly under the emperor. What can even the prince do to them?
Liu Juncheng also took out Yan Lei's little black book very smoothly: "Sir, here is a roster, you can choose first..."
"Almost forgot."
Yang Fan took the booklet and began to look at it.
Times of Day.
The primary election was over, and after four rounds of screening, only a thousand people were left.
Each of them is a powerful person, coming from all over the world, and at least has the cultivation level of a master.
The youngest is only in his teens and can be called a martial arts genius.
But the older one is over eighty, and his qi and blood have entered a downward stage.
However, this kind of old man is also not easy to mess with. Although his energy and blood are declining, he has superb martial arts skills and sophisticated methods. If he is not careful, he may capsize.
Soon, Yang Fan selected ten people from the eliminated ones.
Two great masters, eight grand masters.
Looking at them, Yang Fan felt relieved.
On the surface, at least there are people who can be used.
After all, many people in the war department affiliated with Dongchang came here this way.
Unlike the eunuchs in the palace, they were basically trained at the age of fourteen or fifteen and had a clean background. Therefore, they basically had the opportunity to occupy high positions in the East Factory.
After all, each of them has at least several decades of experience and has long been transformed by reality into what they should be.
However, the recruits recruited by the War Department are much different in terms of composition and level of loyalty, so the chances of promotion are very small.
However, looking at the faces filled with bitterness and hatred, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile.
"Don't look like you have been visited by ten big men. Our family was able to successfully select you among tens of thousands of people. It is your good fortune!"
"When you return to your hometown with honor in the future, you may even want to say hello to our family!"
Yang Fan encouraged him very thoughtfully, "As the saying goes, if you don't have a woman in your heart, you will draw your sword and be a god of nature! If you follow our family, your future is destined to be limitless and radiant!"
However, everyone below was cursing in their hearts.
Among over ten thousand people, they were just ten unlucky people. What a blessing!
The hatred of seizing the chicken is irreconcilable!
Damn eunuch, we are at odds!
Of course, they were just scolding in their hearts and did not dare to resist openly. They had to work hard to smile.
As the saying goes, life is like that. Since you can't resist, just enjoy it.
"It's quite interesting!"
Of course, even so, there will naturally be no shortage of warnings.
"Don't think that our family doesn't know your background. None of you are good people. Otherwise, why do you think our family chose you?"
I saw Yang Fan saying calmly: "Our family is giving you a chance to transform! If you don't cherish it, don't blame our family for being cruel!"
"When the time comes, this knife will not be cut below, but on your neck!"
A hint of murderous intent emerged, making these people's shoulders sink!
What a terrifying power!
This damn eunuch is so young yet has such strength. He is definitely a top level grandmaster!
These people were shocked and their expressions changed.
"That's what the adults taught you."
"Okay, let's go. As soon as you close your eyes, as soon as you open them, we are all a family!"
Yang Fan laughed strangely.
Soon, these people were dragged away by Yan Lei and Liu Juncheng to clean themselves.
After a while, a group of people came back with pale faces.
At the same time, everyone holds a small transparent jar with their treasures inside.
Kind-hearted Yan Lei also handed each of them a piece of cloth. After all, some people were too small and were inevitably shy to see others. Covering them with a piece of cloth could also relieve the pressure of the surrounding eyesight.
Normally I can't compare if I hide it, but now that it's broken, I can actually compare.
For a while, it is inevitable that you cover me up.
However, in Yang Fan's eyes, nothing was hidden at all.
"Far inferior to me!"
