Relying on his position as prime minister, he smeared people's names out of thin air.
This hat is nothing in the cunning officialdom, but in the literary world, it is a big deal.
Hu Yan is the contemporary leader of Qiandu literary circles, and Wei Qing is Hu Yan's teacher and holds the high position of prime minister.
Therefore, most literati who are not from the Yang family are naturally close to their faction.
But now, if you bear such a reputation, what's the point?
So Wei Qing immediately fought back and said, "How could Taifu Yang accuse someone of their innocence out of thin air?"
"Hu Yan's innocence is important, and the names of those ten people are equally important."
"Although I hold the position of Prime Minister, I have never thought of using my power to bully the small or using my power to overwhelm others."
"I only hope that Your Majesty will open a holy hearing, announce that the ten people will confront each other, clarify everything, and never wrong anyone."
"What Mr. Wei said is absolutely true. It would be better to explain the matter clearly."
"It's just that something like this happened. As the chief examiner of Chunwei, how can Mr. Hu explain it to the candidates all over the world?"
After saying that, Yang Huai took two steps back and remained silent.
Zhang Lang, who was beside him, looked at him deeply, with an inexplicable meaning deep in his eyes.
Yang Shao, who was behind the crowd, looked at this scene with secret joy in his heart.
Wei Qing's remarks just now have actually almost removed Hu Yan.
But in just a few words, his uncle made it clear that Hu Yan was the examiner in charge of Chun Wei after all, and that he was ultimately to blame for something like this.
Even if he didn't accept bribes, it would still be a big mistake if he didn't notice the ten people cheating.
It's just that compared to confiscating the family and exterminating the clan, the sentence can be slightly lighter.
After the two factions finished arguing, they waited for the order from Emperor Renxuan who was sitting on the dragon throne.
However, all that waited was silence.
Emperor Renxuan has been silent since the beginning of his anger, just watching Yang Huai and Wei Qing fight.
However, this indifference made the officials tremble even more.
After a long time, Emperor Renxuan waved his hand and said: "I order Jinwu Guards to announce the presence of those ten people at court tomorrow morning."
With the order, the tone was set.
It's day and night.
In the prosperous Qiandu City, there is Tianqian Garden to the west, the Imperial Palace to the north, and Yongle Square to the east. It is said that there are countless hooks and many teaching squares.
To the south, there are large and small restaurants and other shops.
At this moment, Shen Liangfu and ten other people were dining in a restaurant.
Zhen Renyi wiped the corners of his mouth, shook his head, and said, "I have to say, this meal is really far inferior to my mentor's Feihong Restaurant."
"Yes, Qiandu doesn't seem to be very luxurious." Chen Chuge nodded with some emotion.
Once upon a time, he also yearned for Qiandu.
I think that here there is a gathering of stars in the literary world, there is the beauty of high-rise buildings in architecture, there is extreme prosperity, and there are countless delicious food and cloth.
But since arriving, I have discovered that this is not the case.
After finishing the self-examination, they have participated in many poetry gatherings these days, met many literati, and even some so-called masters.
However, compared with the mentor who can be easily spoken in his memory, it seems to pale in comparison.
At least, this is the case for everyone except Hu Yan, the first person in the Qiandu literary world who has never met Hu Jiajia.
As for the beauty of tall buildings, Gandu’s architecture is pretty good.
But except for the imperial palace, it seems that it is not as grand as the buildings in Huainan.
They vaguely remembered that Feihong shops could be seen everywhere on the streets of Huainan. The same grandeur, the same exquisite decoration.
There is also the roc bird spreading its wings and about to fly on the signboard, as well as the two characters Feihong painted with iron and silver hooks, which are all fascinating.
In comparison, the buildings in Gandu are a bit unsightly.
As for the food..., although this restaurant is not the best restaurant in Qiandu, the dishes it makes should be among the best, after all, it cost several taels of silver.
But the taste is...
It can only be said that for them, who are used to the food at Feihong Restaurant, eating this now is really... tasteless.
As for the cloth...
Good guys, they are all cloth merchants, big or small, with some reputation.
The cloths sold in shops now are all Huainan Shenji cloths!
This... they can only say that it is a little comforting to be able to see the cloth from their hometown when they go out.
"Brothers, this is no less than a restaurant in Qiandu. The food in any restaurant you can find tastes like this. In our place, it would take a chef with the best cooking skills to cook it."
"Not bad, not bad, and this dress is really exquisite. It feels soft and comfortable when worn on the body, as if... it's like it's not wearing anything. Besides, the pattern is so beautiful."
"I don't know what kind of skills it takes to make such gorgeous cloth."
Coincidentally, at the table next to him, there were also northern scholars who had come to Beijing to take the exam, and they were talking loudly at the moment.
"How did you guys perform in this test?"
"It's hard to say. Policies and poems tend to focus on frontiers and wars. My knowledge in this area is weak and it is quite difficult to write."
"Hey, when it comes to frontier poems, I have to talk about Brother Lingyun!"
"Yes, brother Lingyun is recognized as the number one poet in frontier fortress poetry in Zhubei County."
"What do you mean by Zhubei County? If you ask me, with Brother Lingyun's talents, looking at the whole north, he should be among the best."
"In my opinion, Brother Lingyun is expected to be among the top three in this examination."
"Hey, brothers, you guys are so complimentary. You have little spiritual talent and little learning. You shouldn't be so complimentary." A young scholar sitting in the center of the dinner table said with some pride.
Poof.
However, just when he was satisfied, an inappropriate laughter came from the seat next to him.
There are many types of laughter.
But this sound was obviously somewhat sarcastic.
Zhao Lingyun was unhappy at that time and turned her head to look at the person who was laughing.
Zhou An was seen covering his mouth and nose, acting serious.
Seeing that the other party was not pushing the envelope, Zhao Lingyun just frowned, but he was not pushing the envelope.
It's just that he couldn't push the envelope further, but some people were unhappy.
The person who had praised him before stood up, faced Zhou An, and said in an almost questioning tone: "Why are you laughing?"
"I...I think of happy things."
"What happy thing? Telling it can make everyone happy together."
"A few days ago, I received a letter from my family that my wife was pregnant in ten months, and now she has given birth to a son and a daughter."
Hearing this, the man was stunned.
If you want to talk about the previous one, this is really a great joy.
Then he said in a slightly apologetic voice: "Sorry, I misunderstood. I would like to express my congratulations to my brother."
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."
The confrontation between the two sides ended, and they returned to continue talking.
"Brother Lingyun, try this salt-baked duck. It is said to be a specialty of Qiandu and cannot be eaten anywhere else."
After a while, Zhao Lingyun put down her chopsticks, nodded with a satisfied look on her face, and said: "It's really a rare delicacy, but our teriyaki duck in Zhubei County can compare with it, but there is really no equally delicious food in the south."
After hearing this, Chen Chuge looked at the salt-baked duck on their table where no one was using chopsticks, and couldn't help laughing for a moment.
