In this shot, he scattered several neat memorials of visiting, but the man seemed to have not realized it, and stood up from his seat with a "scarlet" sound and walked out.

"I'm going to meet the emperor now!"

The Zhengshi Hall and the Privy Council combine the two prefectures, which are the real Darui centers, which are divided into government and military forces.

People often say "a minister with the highest position". If you really deserve these four words, you are the ministers in the two prefectures who hold the power of the universe. The prime minister can be called the prime minister and the minister. If you change to the previous dynasty, you will be the prime minister of a country, and one person is above ten thousand people!

However, as the world changes, the power of the prime minister has long been divided. It is no longer a person who monopolizes the power, but is divided into two governments, and many officials have discussed and agreed.

The Political Affairs Hall is the political affairs center. On weekdays, even if the priest and magistrate want to go there, they still need to have a direct provincial official riding a horse to lead him, so they should not easily enter.

There are two main types of affairs in the government affairs hall. One is to meet all officials and understand the political affairs of the world; the second type is to report the trial, execute the emperor's orders, and approve the official documents of each government.

The decoration of the Zhengshi Hall is not luxurious, with several desks placed, and three men of different ages sit in it, each of which is solid in a gaseous state, presenting a large pattern and grand atmosphere.

The old man who suddenly made a sound was as haggard, but his eyes were full of energy. When he spoke, his qi and blood surged, and a little red appeared on his face. He was approving the official document. After seeing a memorial, he slapped the table and showed an angry look, which made the people next to him feel a little confused.

"Old Zhang, what's wrong with you?" A middle-aged man in his forties put down his memorial and frowned and looked over.

This person's hair is clean and refreshed, with five willows long beards. He speaks with full energy, giving people a shrewd and capable feeling.

This person's name is Xu Jin. Because he has made contributions in supervising the war in Western Xinjiang, expanded his territory, and has good governance. He has recently entered the Political Affairs Hall and is a new nobleman in the court.

The old man he called Mr. Zhang, named Zhang Lian. He is an old minister of the three dynasties, has high qualifications and has a high prestige in the Political Affairs Hall.

Since Wang Xianggong entered the Political Affairs Hall two years ago and presided over the reform, this chain has been hostile to it and is one of the major giants of the old party.

He heard Xu Jin's question and did not respond. Instead, he took a angrily step and was about to walk out of the lobby. At this time, another old voice came from the side-

"Is it a comment from Wang Fu? But should I use the new method to do the exam questions?"

The person who talks has almost gray hair and thin body, but has a large skeleton. He also has long beards and looks energetic. If Qiu Yanren is here, he doesn't have to look at people and can recognize him by listening to the sound.

This person is Ma Yang. He is the descendant of the historian, and now he is the prime minister. He is the mainstay of the old party and a banner figure. During Wang Xianggong's reform, he fought against each other several times. Although he lost more than he won, it also made the new party particularly troublesome.

As for Wang Fu in his words, it was the name of the black-faced husband.

Wang Fu, Ma Yang, Zhang Lian, Xu Jin, and Yan Dongting, who was recovering from the cold and was recuperating at home, these five people are all the people in the Political Affairs Hall, and Darui has the most amazing and powerful figures!

Zhang Lian stopped, raised his thin veteran, and pointed to a memorial: "Then Pan Xiangup sent memorial, saying that the change in grain prices in Xingjing endangers the safety of the country. When prices are stabilized as soon as possible, it is still the same tone that flatters the chaotic methods, and he also said that he should take advantage of the opportunity of the mortal exam to select talents from the country! Isn't he just want to take advantage of the situation to change the main theme of the mortal exam?"

"Oh? A note on Pan Zhi?" Ma Yang also frowned. "He was supervising the battle in the north this time, and he had some military achievements, but he didn't know whether it was true or false. Now it seems that he wanted to take advantage of the situation. However, this trial was handed over to Wang Fu. We have already made a step back. What we want is to ensure that the main theme remains unchanged. If they want to take the opportunity to change their course, it would be too much!"

"The group of people under Wang Heimian are young and ignorant. Many of them have lost their morals and acted unscrupulously. They can definitely do such things," Zhang Lian sneered. "If you want to take advantage of the situation, the trouble of the merchants in Xingjing was not caused by them. First, in order to prepare military funds, he did not care about the quota, and now he has to promulgate the market law to suppress the merchants in Beijing. Behind these merchants, they are not easy people, how can they get what they want?"

The so-called Jiaozi is a paper currency issued by the Darui court. It was originally a payment voucher made by several wealthy businessmen. After all, iron coins and copper coins are large in size and small in value. Ten jin cans have 65 kilograms. It is inconvenient to carry, which restricts business development. If you are poor, you will want to change, so that Jiaozi will be born.

Subsequently, the court changed it to an official office, and set up Jiaoziwu in Xingjing and Dongdu respectively, responsible for the issuance of paper money.

In Qiu Yan's previous life, many people looked down on the ancients and believed that the ancients had limitations in their understanding. But in fact, in this world similar to ancient times, there were many intelligent people who clearly saw the disadvantages of paper money and wrote to the court, so that the court would set rules, stipulating that each term of Jiaozi was issued, with a fixed quota of about 1.25 million guan, and a reserve of 360,000 guan, each term was once every three years. When the term expired, new Jiaozi was created and old Jiaozi was replaced to avoid inflation.

After hearing Zhang Lian's words, Ma Yang remained silent. He always had a negative attitude towards the new law because the new law was contrary to his political thoughts. He also knew that any reform would inevitably lead to chaos and give people an opportunity to take advantage of it.

In his opinion, the reform and the new policy are to put it bluntly, which is a re-division of existing interests.

The cake is so big, if you are given more, there will be fewer others. What is involved is not only political struggles, but also interest fighting.

If someone cuts off his way to wealth, someone kills his parents. This reform will cause a great amount of resistance.

Similarly, the alternation of the old and the system is incomplete, which is most likely to make people take advantage of the situation and cause various chaos.

Ma Yang's foundation is in Dongdu, and his resistance to reform is mainly based on ideas, while Zhang Lian's interests are in Guanzhong, and he also has conflicts with Xingjing merchants and will definitely not allow the implementation of the Market Yi Law.

After thinking about it, Ma Yang also stood up: "No matter what, the imperial examinations cannot be played by children. If it changes suddenly, I don't know how many students will have to study hard for many years."

However, before he and Zhang Lian walked out of the Political Affairs Hall, a small yellow sect rushed in.

"Three lords, the emperor passed it down with oral instructions."

The three ministers looked at each other, then straightened their clothes and looked at them with a look of scrutiny. However, a trace of badness flashed through Ma Yang and Zhang Lian's hearts.

……………………

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

Emperor Li Kun sat in his seat, across the table, listening to the man opposite, and nodding secretly.

"...The imperial examination is the trend of the scholars in the world. The imperial examination is important. Students all over the world will study it carefully. Moreover, now the businessmen in the capital are in a mess. Regardless of the financial difficulties of the court, they only care about their own interests, which makes the situation worse. The officials in the court either watch coldly or cannot respond, which shows that the reform lacks talents. We should use this imperial examination to select one or two talented people as supplements..."

Li Kun has become more and more calm over the years, but he still has a hot fire in his heart, which is not easy to show. A while ago, there were sporadic wars in northern Xinjiang, and he was worried about his heart and could not sleep at night. Now Pan Zhijie News has come, calming the emperor's heart and making him full of expectations for the prospects of reform, and he has an intention for the next step of financial and military reform.

At this time, Wang Fu, as the host of reform, suddenly came over and said that he would focus on reform assessments in this year's imperial examination. Although Li Kun was a little hesitant, he did not have much resistance.

Since ascending the throne, Li Kun wished to save money and revive Darui, regained the power of Taizu when he founded the country, and showed an urgent desire. He was an impatient person. As long as he could achieve his goals, he would sometimes even ignore other people's advice and break some customs.

Wang Fu's proposal, under the combined effect of the price dilemma of Xingjing and the success of the battle in the northern Xinjiang, Li Kun had already made a decision. His former call for other ministers of the Political Affairs Hall to come over, in name only to discuss matters, but in fact he wanted to issue a decision.

Wang Fu knew very well about this. This smart and capable husband was a man with a bad appearance. He had a dark face and was not low. If he had not been wearing the court uniform of a first-rate official, he would have been easily regarded as an old farmer.

But such a person not only grasps the emperor's mind thoroughly, but also stirs up the world's storm in one move. Standing at the forefront of the storm, he is the real helm of the giant ship Darui!

He wants to lead this boat of all people to sail to a brand new river basin.

However, in this process, we have to do it step by step, walking on thin ice.

At this time, an old man with white face and no beard waved, and a little yellow sect came to show Wang Fu the tea.

Although Darui was centralized, the power of the aristocratic families was quite powerful. The scholars and officials ruled the world together, and there was no disparity between the superiority and the inferiority. When meeting the emperor, there was no need to kneel down and worship. Priests like Wang Fu would be given throne.

"By the way," suddenly Li Kun thought of something, "I remember there was a scholar from Jiannan Road who wrote a military strategy, which was very good. Will he come to participate in the exam this time? What's the name?"

The white-faced old man pondered slightly, looked at Wang Fu, and then said, "The official is talking about Jiannan Jieyuan Qiu Yan. I will ask about this."

Li Kun shook his head and said, "Don't need to inquire about it by your companion. I just heard about the imperial examination and remembered it. If he got a Jinshi, it would be the time to meet him."

The old man with white beard nodded and said yes, while Wang Fu remembered the name "Qiu Yan" and thoughtfully.

At the same time, Qiu Yan, who was trekking on the official road, felt a change in his own luck. A ray of breath in his flesh and blood floated up, connecting with a dark existence in the sky.

"Dragon energy?" Qiu Yan thought secretly, and suddenly he had a whim. His soul left his body and soared into the sky. Following this connection, he flew towards the sky.

There are cloudless clouds above the sky, but in the perception of Qiu Yan's soul, there are many things entrenched in the empty sky, the largest of which is...

dragon!

PS: Thanks to the “tea ceremony master” and “little man in absolute heart” for their rewards!
Chapter completed!