Zhou Weijing's first priority was to complete political reform, but with the intervention of Fushe, the entire Zhejiang/Jiangxi was in turmoil and political reform fell into a quagmire.

Fortunately, he has been a Zhejiang/Jiangxi governor for many years, and has no lack of connections and abilities.

He went out in person, visited all over the place, and invited a large number of people.

In just three days, more than a dozen colleges were arranged from the Provincial Literature Academy to the Official Literature Academy and began to recruit students.

The enrollment of the Literature College is extremely strict. First of all, the proportion of poor scholars accounts for 70%, and each prefecture, prefecture and county must enroll students in the same proportion. At the same time, each prefecture and county must have ten Literature Colleges, and the number of students must not be less than one hundred!

Then a notice was posted, clarifying the abolition of the imperial examinations and the future career of scholars. Only the Wen Academy, nothing else!

At the same time, Zhou Weijing also learned from Zhu Xu, no longer relied on the governor's office or the inspector's office, but started a new job and directly improved the governor's office, bypassing the two departments to take over the entire Zhejiang/Jiang government affairs.

With the rapid advancement of Zhou Weijing's movements, he also drew a line for Zhejiang and Jiang officials and the Shilin class.

Either move closer to him or the court, or cut off the career of the officialdom!

This naturally caused a strong backlash from Zhejiang/Jiangjiang and even the entire Jiangnan Shilin Group, and the opposition from Fushe became stronger and stronger.

Thousands of scholars and scholars surrounded the Hang/zhou government, where the governor temporarily lived, and the slogans were clamoring.

One after another, one Zhejiang and Jiang officials, who were in the court and the other with great reputation and low prestige, visited Zhou Weijing one after another regardless of their status.

The burned governor's yamen is rapidly rebuilding. Zhou Weijing stood in the attic of Hangzhou/zhou Prefecture, looking from a distance, smiling at the corner of his mouth and relaxing.

Huang Dezhong and Li Dongxu were both standing behind him, looking at his expression, their eyes were slightly different.

Li Dongxu felt aroused in his heart and stepped forward and said, "Sir, what good is there?"

Zhou Weijing smiled without saying a word, holding the railing with both hands, and said with a smile: "You will know soon."

Li Dongxu, Huang Dezhong and others frowned and looked at each other, but they still looked puzzled.

Zhou Weijing's actions hit the key points. Many people also saw clearly that Zhang Fuzhi, the old fox, learned to confine the juniors involved in the reunification of the society at home, including Gu Yanwu, Chen Zilong and other backbone of the reunification of the society.

But the Fushe, which had lost its backbone, became increasingly out of control. Tens of thousands of scholars in various parts of Jiangnan supported Zhejiang and were also brewing various large-scale associations.

Zhang Pu, who can't leave the door, does not mean that he has no other way, in a wood-room in the backyard of the Zhang family.

There were only four people, Xia Yunyi, Hou Qizeng, Yang Tingshu, and the leader of Fushe, Zhang Pu.

Hou Qizeng looked solemn and said, "Qiandu, the court is determined to rush me to wait. I heard from the Governor's Office that we and others have already been on the 'black list' and are prohibited from entering the Provincial Literature Academy."

Xia Yunyi looked ugly and said coldly: "The stupid monarchs and officials in the court are in power, and they cannot understand our hearts at all. If this continues, the Ming Dynasty will only fall into the abyss and cannot extricate itself!"

Yang Tingshu looked at Zhang Pu and said with a shame: "I had hesitated before and suspected Qiandu. Now I think about it. The court clearly has planned to drive the Fushe out of the way. This time, I will definitely not give up."

Zhang Pu listened to the words of several people, especially Yang Tingshu, his expression remained unchanged, but he was proud of himself. He glanced at the three people without moving, pondered for a while on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Three, the situation we are facing is imminent. Now if you want to save it, there is only one way!"

The three of them looked excited and said in unison, "Speak quickly!"

Zhang Pu looked out the window, leaned closer, and whispered: "Three, you must let the court see our strength. I have already written a letter and agreed to hold a conference in Huqiu in five days. At that time, once we unite, the number of people alone will exceed 10,000!"

The three of them were all open their eyes wide. If the number of people joining the club exceeds 10,000, the energy contained behind them will definitely make the court look sideways and will not act rashly again!

Hou Qi once said, "Okay! OK, so great! Do you want to go up and call you, and you will inevitably follow others!"

Yang Tingshu's eyes flashed, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and said, "It's not enough, let's invite a few more adults to come together as witness!"

Xia Yunyi pressed the table with both hands and said excitedly: "Good idea! My father has an old age with Lord Wang Xiangjin. He also admires our resumption of the society very much. He will definitely be willing to go there!"

"Yes!" Zhang Pu agreed, and looked at the three of them cautiously and said, "Look for a few more people, and the momentum will be great at that time! Also, I remember that the day after tomorrow it will be the birthday of Lord Li's mother, and you will come to me to attend and leave Hangzhou/zhou together!"

The three of them were all intent and said, "Don't worry!"

The storm in the south of the Yangtze River was surging, and the rest of the world was not calm.

Shaanxi/Xi, Yum/Lin.

Song Xiance has lived a very bad life these days. Although he escaped from prison, he could only hide from Tibet and rely on some friends to support him. He also knew that his career had been cut off and he could only live a life of vain.

However, recently he met a very good person named Huang Lai'er. He didn't know the specific name. He was generous and generous and gentle. Especially since the station became a private one, the treatment was improved sharply. Huang Lai'er had money and would invite him to drink every now and then.

He knew that Huang Lai'er liked scholars very much and had some knowledge, so the two of them were very similar.

On that day, he came to Huang Lai'er's yard with wine. Seeing that the door was not closed or cared, he entered the door with a smile, and said loudly: "Brother, I'm here to drink with you."

But after calling for a few times without answering, he walked forward in confusion, and as he approached, strange sounds came from his ears.

As a regular visitor to the brothel, he could naturally hear it, shook his head and smiled, and said, "Brother Huang is so anxious."

But suddenly his face changed. The man's voice was not his Huang Lai'er brother!

Song Xiance was wearing a Confucian shirt and a fair face. He stood there as if he was struck by lightning, and was stiff and unable to move.

He frowned, his face changed several times, and finally he stared at the room and looked coldly, then turned around and left.

At this moment, his brother Huang Lai'er also encountered trouble. Although the inn gave him a lot of money, after the purging, his income was gone. He was used to being too big, so he borrowed a lot of money. Now he couldn't pay it back, and he was hiding from all over the place and hiding in Tibet, which was particularly uncomfortable.

Shandong/dong, Ji/nan, Governor's Office.

Li Yan sat at the desk, staring at the book in his hand, unable to read it.

He has been in a bad mood recently because he has not passed the provincial arts college entrance examination twice, and only one chance is left. If he fails the exam again, it means that his career will be cut off.

His wife, Mrs. Tang, brought a bowl of ginseng soup and comforted her softly: "Husband, if you don't go out to relax and feel good, you can only read in if you read."

When Li Yan heard this, he threw down the book in his hand and said with a cold face: "Hmph, I don't know which stupid official proposed to cancel the imperial examination. The quota of the Literature Academy has been given to poor families. There is no justice at all. It is obvious that we don't want us to join the government! No wonder the Jiangnan Shilin was in trouble. If it were me, I wouldn't give up!"

Tang had a gentle temperament. He walked over, gently pinched his shoulders, and said softly: "Husband, don't my father have three recommendations? As long as my father recommends you, you can go directly to the Provincial Academy of Literature without taking the exam."

As compensation for the abolition of the imperial examination, officials of the seventh rank and above in the Ming Dynasty have quotas to recommend students to enroll.

Li Yan frowned. He was by nature and would not enter the Literature Academy through "necklace". In his opinion, if he entered the Literature Academy like this, his career would not be glorious!

Li Yan suppressed his annoyance and picked up the book again, "Okay, go."

Tang nodded slightly. In her opinion, her husband was just unlucky. After all, her husband was a juren in the Tianqi period, and it was not difficult to pass the Jinshi, let alone just take the exam for a college.

In fact, in several provinces in the north where political reform has been completed, there are many such people.

The exam questions come from the Royal Court in Beijing, which tend to be ‘people’, ‘economic’, ‘pragmatic’. It is indeed difficult for wealthy children who only read the books of sages and like to talk big. In contrast, many poor families can easily be admitted. As schools bloom everywhere and more students are more and more, the competition faced by wealthy families will become increasingly greater.

This is not only about enrolling in school, but also about your career in the future!

Hangzhou/Zhou Prefecture, Zhang Prefecture.

Only one day later, Hou Qizeng, Xia Yunyi and others smiled and walked into Zhang's mansion happily.

Hou Qi once raised his hand to Zhang Fuzhi and said respectfully: "Sir, tomorrow will be the birthday of Master Li's mother. We will come and invite Qiandu to go together."

Zhang Fuzhi took a sip of tea, glanced at the three of them lightly, paused for a while, and said to the servant: "Go and call Lao Ba."

Hou Qizeng's eyes flashed with joy, and he stood there respectfully.

Zhang Fuzhi looked indifferent and majestic. He looked at the three of them and frowned, but said nothing.

Zhang Pu came soon, raised his hand to Zhang Fuzhi and said, "Uncle."

Zhang Fuzhi looked plain and said, "Tomorrow is the birthday of Li Xuezheng's mother. If you want to go, go, and if you can't come back, don't come back."

Zhang Pu frowned deeply when he heard Zhang Fuzhi's words. Zhang Fuzhi told him in front of an outsider: "I'm not a member of the Zhang family after leaving this door today."

He knew the uncle's methods well, looked at Hou Qizeng and others, raised his hand and said with a stern look: "I'd like to ask my uncle for advice."

Zhang Fuzhi glanced at him, stood up and walked inside, and his voice came back faintly: "The news came from the capital that the Donglin Party, from Ye Xianggao, was dismissed from his post and imprisoned. In half a day, the news would arrive."

Zhang Pu's eyes suddenly opened wide, but Hou Qizeng was disbelief and said loudly: "Impossible! The great influence of all the lords in Donglin is so great, how dare the court!"

Just as Hou Qizeng finished speaking, a servant stumbled over, chased Zhang Fuzhi's back, and shouted: "Master, it's not good, Lord Wang has been imprisoned!"

The one who can be called Wang in Zhejiang/Jiang is Wang Xiangjin, the former right governor of the governor.

Zhang Fuzhi paused, turned his head and said coldly: "What crime?"
Chapter completed!