Houfu Key Class

That's what he said, but his behavior of banging the memorial on the table didn't look very stable at all.

Shen Yibai bared his big teeth and grinned: "Yes, yes, I will change this immediately! All listen to the emperor!"

Jin Cheng laughed and said, "Come and tell me, is Lucheng fun?"

"It's not fun!" Wei Xinglu howled, "Not to mention working for that old man every day, it rains all the time in Lucheng and makes you wet and sticky. It's very different from us in the north!"

He Zheng also nodded and said doubtfully: "We stayed there for a month and still haven't gotten used to it. I don't know why Mr. Su likes it so much."

Shen Yibai guessed: "Maybe it's because there are few people and long days? Doing the afternoon work feels like we have been working all day, and we are endlessly tired. And because there are no scientific examinations, he no longer asks us to write poems after we finish the work. Isn’t this all in vain?”

The little devil burst out laughing: "Why do you call it a waste of time? The food grown can be eaten. My brother and I can't go even if we want to."

He Zheng said: "Mr. Su's side has no information. We only found out about your ascension to the throne after we told him. Brother, you don't know. His eyes were as big as goose eggs at that time!"

"Hahahahahaha..."

The whole hall burst into laughter.

"What the hell are you describing? If Mr. Su knew about it, he would definitely write three hundred poems to scold you!"

He Zheng chuckled and said: "Mr. Su was stunned. He said that he was originally taken to the capital by Luo Jingfeng, thinking that he would be a tutor for an official family. Who knew that he would become the emperor directly after the imperial examination? If I had known that today, he would definitely take advantage of it while he was still here." When you are around, file a complaint against all the officials who were scolded by him."

The little devil covered his forehead, dumbfounded: "Help, it's a good thing I didn't go with you. Otherwise, if he wrote poems and cursed people so much, I would have to listen to his complaints for a month, and my ears would be calloused."

Zong Wenxiu also remembered something: "By the way, have you told Mr. Su not to write poems to curse Jin Cheng in the future? It is a serious crime to insult the emperor."

Poets have unruly personalities and never stop cursing, but Jin Cheng has a different status now, and the consequences of scolding him are very serious.

The little devil also thought of those failed students who were killed by Luo Jingfeng in the street because they questioned and insulted him, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

Wei Xinglu replied: "I've said it, Mr. Su said that according to the emperor's character and character, he shouldn't be able to do anything domineering. If he did, it would be Luo Jingfeng who did it. He might be able to distinguish between loyal and traitor and scold them all. Luo Jingfeng is alone."

Jin Cheng's lips twitched: "The relationship between him and Luo Jingfeng is getting deeper and deeper."

He Zheng said weakly: "Luo Jingfeng rushed back eight hundred miles last time and gave him a poem we wrote to praise Luo Jingfeng. He was so angry that he couldn't eat for two days and wrote dozens of poems. He wrote poems to scold Luo Jingfeng, one of which was widely circulated in Lucheng..."

It was only now that Luo Jingfeng was on the expedition that he dared to say it. Otherwise, if Luo Jingfeng knew about it, he wouldn't just kill Su Xi's lair.

Jin Cheng coughed and said, "Hide it well, don't let Luo Jingfeng know."

He Zheng asked curiously: "Your Majesty, I heard that you had a quarrel with Luo Jingfeng before. Is there anything we can do to help you?"

The little devil was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: "No need, I can handle it myself. Let's talk about your division of labor. It's time to take up the post soon. Are you satisfied with the place I assigned you?"

After the imperial examination, the top three in the first class will enter the Hanlin Academy, and the top two in the second class may also enter the Hanlin Academy. However, Jincheng did not let He Zheng, the top one in the second class, enter, but arranged for him to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate. .

Wei Xinglu was the first to raise his hand: "Jincheng, my father is in the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Why didn't you let me go instead of letting He Zheng go?"

It stands to reason that if he goes to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he should be easily trained as a direct lineage, and with the censor guarding him, his future will be absolutely smooth.

Jin Cheng asked funnyly: "Did your father also tell you this?"

"Hehe..." Wei Xinglu smiled stupidly and did not refute.

The little devil replied: "Your father is always being investigated because he can't pay attention to many small details. If you enter the Metropolitan Procuratorate, you and your son will be tested every day, and it will be difficult for you to mix in there. In this case, why not send him away? Someone with more discernment can go in and help your father."

The first person he thought of as this candidate was He Zheng.

The Metropolitan Procuratorate is responsible for supervising all officials. It is not good for the boss to be too rigid. Someone needs to be there to help him.

Wei Xinglu suddenly realized: "It makes sense!"

He Zheng joked with a smile: "Don't worry when traveling. When I enter the Metropolitan Procuratorate, your father will be my father. I can fulfill my filial piety for you! I will promote you!"

Wei Xinglu laughed: "Fuck you, after robbing dad, where are you robbing the boss?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Jin Cheng said he wanted Wei Xinglu to avoid suspicion, but in fact he was not transferred far away. Instead, he arranged for him to go to the Ministry of Rites, which was a faction of the Shen family.

Shen Yibai went to the Ministry of Punishment. The Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment was Xu Wan's father. Although the relationship was not close, he knew how to advance and retreat as an official. He would take care of him a little for the sake of Prime Minister Shen.

The reason why Jin Cheng arranged this was because they were all too young. If no one looked after them in the past few years, they would easily suffer big losses in their career. As for the masters, they were divided into six departments as usual, starting from seventh-grade officials.

Shen Yibai clenched his fists and said unconvinced: "Brother Wenxiu and Master Pan are editors of the Hanlin Academy, and they only hold seventh-rank official positions. Qin Ye is the only one who has directly graduated from the sixth-rank official position. I'm so jealous! "

The little devil encouraged: "Being an official is not just about studying hard. Whether you can apply your ability to write policy papers to court affairs is another new skill. Although the starting points are different, there is not much difference. Try hard. Maybe you will be promoted faster than Qin Ye and surpass him in a few years?"

"That makes sense!"

"Down with Qin Ye!"

"You will definitely be promoted to the second rank!"

"Hahaha, what the hell, is this the new class motto?"

"Yes, if we can't beat Qin Ye, our class motto will not be changed. Brothers in the key class of the Marquis' Mansion, go for it!"

"Go for it!"

"..."

While joking, Shen Yibai suddenly remembered: "Oh, by the way, Mr. Su also asked us to bring back a package of things and asked us to pass it on to you."

"What?" Jin Cheng was surprised that he had a gift. He reached out to take it back and opened it to see that it was a bag of sunflower seeds.

The little devil was angry and laughed: "This old man, do you want me to plant sunflowers in the palace?"

"Hahaha, the emperor can plant them when he is free. If necessary, we can come to the palace to help you work."

"Yes, yes, I am better at farming than writing policy papers!"

"Pfft, you are bragging!"

The young boys talked and laughed, and played for a long time before leaving. Only Zong Wenxiu was left.

Jincheng collected the sunflower seeds and asked him with concern: "Brother, you don't look very energetic, and you haven't said much. Are you worried about your second uncle?" ()