The Four Books and Five Classics are good, but people who read them are not.
Lao Han's concept cannot be wrong, because the scholars he met are not good at it.
Brothers Wang Hai, Afu Aman, Han You and his son, and Zhongsun Wushuang, except Han You, are all orphans. When orphans and orphans are together, they become family.
The family drank and chatted, one drink after another.
Han Bairen is a martial artist who likes to speak obscenely when he drinks too much.
Wang Hai kept coughing, reminding his father that Zhongsun Wushuang was still there.
Zhongsun Wushuang smiled and said nothing. What does this mean? I can tell you something even more obscene.
This is the mutual attraction between men and women. Han You attracts Zhongsun Wushuang, and Zhongsun Wushuang attracts Han You, because neither of them is too serious.
We drank until almost early in the morning, when a group of servants came back supporting each other.
Everyone was very happy. When they went to Xianglai Pavilion, they heard that it was Han You who asked for a group purchase. The old madam waved his hand and offered to increase the quantity without increasing the price. In the end, he even got a 30% discount.
Han You had a good drinking capacity and his steps were a little frivolous. He was helped back to the bedroom by Zhongsun Wushuang.
After entering the house, Han You habitually sat in front of the desk. Ever since he provoked Liu and Wu, he would sit in front of the desk for a while every time he returned to the house and think.
Thinking about how to live tomorrow, thinking about how to take the road, thinking about how to gain a foothold in the shadowless capital, thinking about whether I have made any mistakes today, and thinking about how not to make mistakes tomorrow.
Looking at the erratic candlelight, Han You's pupils were a little blurry, and a figure that was not tall, but was getting taller, appeared in his mind.
"Young Master." Zhongsun Wushuang also squeezed Han You's shoulders habitually: "What are you thinking about."
"Thinking of someone."
Zhongsun Wushuang's face froze, and he suppressed the bitterness in his heart and asked: "Is this person beautiful?"
"You're so beautiful, a man."
Zhongsun Wushuang's heart became even more bitter.
Han You murmured and asked, "What do you think of the Emperor?"
"Emperor?"
Zhongsun Wushuang was stunned: "Master, you are thinking about the Emperor."
"Ah, what do you think?"
Zhongsun Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief. She thought Han You had developed some new hobbies.
"How can I, a mere woman, dare to speak arbitrarily about the emperor?"
"As a common man, what do you think of the Emperor?"
Zhongsun Wushuang shook his head: "I don't know who I am."
Yes, I don’t know, Zhongsun Wushuang came from a wealthy family, and even she couldn’t “understand” the emperor, let alone a real commoner.
Whatever the imperial court says about the emperor, everyone thinks he is like that; whatever others say about the emperor, everyone thinks he is like that, that's all.
"It's night, go to bed early."
Han You stretched, stood up and walked to the bed.
Humans are emotional animals. When emotions arise, they will make some decisions without thinking thoroughly.
Han You always thinks about many important things over and over in different states of mind. If the results are the same several times, it means he has thought deeply. If they are inconsistent, it means his thinking is immature.
In the palace, he promised the emperor to help him and show his ambition.
When leaving the palace, he thought about it.
When he returned home, he thought about it.
I was thinking about it just now at the desk.
One promise, three thoughts, different moods, different environments, but the same answer. He wanted to follow Boss Zhou.
Han You was sure, and he was ready to treat himself as a Zhou Dynasty person. He no longer hugged the emperor's lap, but stood beside the emperor, and together he displayed his "ambitions" and "ideals" that he had not yet considered clearly. ".
Lying on the bed, Han You didn't close his eyes, his eyes were burning.
He wanted to think about it for the last time and think clearly about whether he should invest all his wealth and life at once and sell it to Boss Zhou!
This matter was related to his future, the future of the Han family, and dozens of families. He had to think about it carefully.
Just as he was weighing the matter, he felt an itching sensation in his abdomen. Zhongsun Wushuang's pretty face turned red with embarrassment, and he bit his lips gently, his face looking like a peach blossom.
Han You couldn't help but closed his eyes and panted slightly.
It was only a few seconds later that Han You frowned and realized that he had fallen into the land of gentleness. Just now he was thinking about the emperor and the fate of the entire Han family.
Opening his eyes suddenly, Han You looked at Zhongsun Wushuang, who was already Xiafei's jaw, and felt a little anger rising in his heart for no reason.
Now that I have become like this, I have reached this fucking point. I have nothing to do with that birdman Zhou Ke.
With a laugh, Han You sat up and pressed Zhongsun Wushuang under him.
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Compared to the eldest young master of the Han family, Boss Zhou Kezhou is a bit more serious.
At midnight, Boss Zhou was still approving the memorial, his eyes were red.
Since taking the throne, he has only had two hours of rest every day.
This is why Han You feels that Boss Zhou is thin and thin. He doesn't get enough sleep. After approving the memorial, he has to torment the concubines of the previous emperor for most of an hour. How can he not lose weight?
The memorial was almost finished, and he started looking at the accounts again. Seeing that it was almost dawn, Boss Zhou finally withdrew his gaze.
"Han You does things properly."
The emperor praised him, and the old eunuch who was accompanying him nodded repeatedly: "What your majesty said is absolutely true. This old slave also thinks that Mr. Han is very talented. Your majesty is also proficient in literature, Taoism and military strategy. He can actually see the mystery of this account." .”
The emperor laughed.
I can see how mysterious it is, the writing looks like it was torn apart by five horses, it makes me very upset just to read it.
Stopping his smile, Boss Zhou pondered for a moment and murmured: "If Han You does not join the court, it would be a pity for such a talented person. However, he is still young. I should give him an official position. The position cannot be high. If it is too high, it will be difficult to convince the public." , The quality is not low. If it is low, I will not be able to join the government and participate in politics. I am in a difficult situation. Do you have a solution?"
The old eunuch thought for a while and was embarrassed to say it.
Yes, there is. If you can convince the public and enter the Taiqian Palace at a young age, you can directly enter the palace with a knife, and then go to court every day, and you have to take care of food and housing.
"Beautiful jade needs to be carved carefully. I still remember that when Han You first entered the palace, although he had a lot of insights into local government affairs, he took care of everything. It was not because he was not smart, but he was just talking a little bit. This It's not his fault, it's just that he has never been involved in court affairs. I want him to join the court, and I want him to listen and watch. Only in this way can he become my right-hand man."
"Your Majesty, do you mean to enter the Six Divisions and Nine Temples?"
"No, the six ministries and nine temples are all veterans of the previous dynasty, and each government office is like a quagmire. After Han You has gone, I am afraid that he will change, his heart will change, and his people will change. What do you think of Shangshu Province?"
"Shang Shu Sheng?!"
The old eunuch was really shocked. He knew that the emperor valued Han You, but he didn't expect to value him so much.
The most important government offices in Beijing are none other than the Six Ministries. Apart from the Six Ministries, there is the Jiu Temple. Although the Jiu Temple is not as good as the Six Ministries, it is also a place with a lot of official affairs. They are all yamen with real power, except of course the Ministry of Works.
In addition to the six bureaus and nine temples, there is actually another government agency with the most authority, and that is the Shangshu Province, which can be said to be the highest administrative agency of the dynasty.
Let’s just say that the memorials submitted by various localities and government offices were first handed over to the Shangshu Province. The Shangshu Province could not make up its mind before handing them over to the emperor. To take a step back, if the Shangshu Province felt that the memorial was meaningless, it would not be possible at all. There is no chance to hand it to the emperor.
In fact, there were three provinces in the previous dynasty more than fifty years ago. They were located northeast of the palace and were divided into three provinces: Zhongshu, Menxia, and Shangshu.
Later, an emperor of the previous dynasty felt that many government affairs in the three provinces overlapped, and in the end only one Shangshu Province remained.
The leader of the Shangshu Province is the Shangshu Ling, who is also the prime minister and assistant of the current dynasty. He is the second rank, and is divided into left and right servants. The servants are further down to the left and right ministers of the fourth rank. Below the left and right ministers, there are also left and right ministers, that is, There are many other positions including left and right doctors, such as Yuanwailang, Dushi, chief, etc.
It can be said that Shangshu Province does not need to control anything, or it can control everything. The most important thing is that there are no strict grade requirements for officials in Shangshu Province who want to go to court. Don't look at the fact that many small officials in Shangshu Province have no grades. Many of them have no grades. At that time, the people I dealt with were all important ministers like the Minister.
Officials of the Shangshu Province rarely speak in court, and most of them evaluate and verify, including the Prime Minister. However, once the Shangshu Province speaks, the matter is basically determined, unless the emperor wants to change it.
"What does Your Majesty mean by recommending Mr. Han to serve as an official in the imperial court and to observe government affairs in Shangshu Province?"
"No, don't let the outer court know what I mean."
After thinking for a moment, the emperor took a sip of tea and said: "Go and bring me paper and pen. I want to paint. After tomorrow morning, you can send this painting to Shangshu Ling Shen Tu Gang's house. After he sees the painting, tell him a name."
"Whose name is it?"
"Han You."
