Chapter 2231

If emperor Taizu Gao had the temperament of some farmers, he began to believe you and put more emphasis on it. When I don't believe you, it's pure disgust. I wish I could kill you and then hurry.

This is the distinction between love and hate!

Moreover, the love and hate of the imperial level are clear, and few people can afford it.

Zhu Di also had a clear distinction between love and hate, and trusted his own vision. Therefore, under his command, most of the civil and military forces came to a good end.

When Zhu Zhanji arrived, the officials began to feel that the emperor was younger. Even if some helpers could not stabilize the situation, they had to rely on the officials.

But today Zhu Zhanji slapped the ministers in the face.

I don't have to rely on you. I can do things without you, and I can do great things!

Fang woke up and stood outside the gate. Later, Yu Qian also came out.

"Are you at a loss?"

"Yes, this is the first time that a junior official has been out as an official."

"Then go home and tidy up. You don't have to start with Ben Bo. You can go by land quickly. I hope you won't be late."

Fang Xing is not going to start with Yu Qian. It will be regarded as forming a party. There is no benefit in this trip to the south.

It's just the opposite of Yu Qian's wish to be in power. However, if he can't understand the meaning of this appointment, he will probably disappear in the emperor's small book in the future.

Back home, Dong and a pair of children were still surprised. Yu Qian said the arrangement: "clean up, our family is ready to move."

"Moving?"

Dong was puzzled and then turned pale.

When officials move, there is only one explanation, that is, they leave office.

But where are you going next?

"Let's go to Jinling and be a pusher for our husband."

"Ah!"

Dong was a little confused, but they loved each other deeply. With the cheers of her two children, she began to look forward to the life of her family in Jinling.

……

"Going there for my husband is just a town. There will be some unrest in the North these days, and the capital is expected to be restless. Our family is not involved. Our family can do whatever they should do. There is no need to avoid. If someone provokes the door, it's still that sentence. Call out!"

Fang woke up and looked at worry free and Zhuzhu playing with two big dogs in the yard. When he heard that there was no movement behind him, he turned around and saw that his wife and concubine were in a daze.

Zhang Shuhui slapped Xiaobai and shouted, "go and pack your clothes and the medicine you use on the road. Clean you up less."

Fang Xing has left home less and less in recent years, and the time is getting shorter and shorter.

This trip to Jinling, at least for half a year, will be next year when we meet again. Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai are reluctant to give up.

"Even in places of repression, the north is more dangerous."

Fang Xing could only explain pale, but he didn't say that he was fighting alone in the south.

……

"What? A thorough inventory of northern contributions?"

In the Imperial College, when the news came in, it immediately fried the pot.

This is the largest institution of higher learning in the Ming Dynasty. According to Zhu Yuanzhang's plan, this is the cradle of officials in the Ming Dynasty.

But now the cradle shakes a little badly and is about to turn over.

The path is secluded. In the past summer, students like to sit under the tree, lean against the trunk, hold a book in hand, and forget the time with the fragrance of ink and those knowledge.

But now there are no students under the tree. A pair of angry shoes step on the path and flock together.

"Why?"

In the open area, a student, who was mostly a student, held a book and said angrily, "that's a student aid! Without those fields, our generation can't have the time to study. Do we have to beg for a living?"

"Yes! I heard that many people were arrested while cleaning up in Shandong. Don't dare to be angry!"

"What should I do?"

Looking down from a high altitude, the students of the whole Imperial College are gathering, just like an ant, countless.

The reaction of professors and officials of the National Academy of Sciences was half a beat slow because they were also victims.

Direct or indirect!

This half shot created a big event. Some students shouted, and then gathered dozens of people to go to the gate.

When those officials found out, they immediately regretted their intestines, and then Wen didn't want it. They lifted up their robes and began to run wildly, ready to intercept the students.

When they felt that their legs did not belong to them, the students had rushed out of the door.

"Come back!"

A professor desperately shouted that if these students had an accident, the emperor who had no good impression of the Imperial College would not be soft hearted. He might take the opportunity to completely rectify the Imperial College.

But the students stopped outside the gate. The officials were filled with hope and stumbled over. They saw a man standing in front of the students, holding a long knife at his waist with one hand and cold eyebrows.

"My royal guards commander Shenyang... What's your problem?"

Shenyang stood with his legs aside and asked calmly.

In the sun, he remembered what Fang Xingren had told him before.

——Those students in the Imperial College are fools with their heads full of water. They are impulsive and lack strategy. They will certainly make trouble. No need to suppress, just warn.

Now the Imperial College is not as important as before, so just press it down is a credit.

So he's just here alone.

"There are crafty people..."

A student shouted half and then retracted.

That's Shenyang!

Although the royal guards seems to be declining, the reputation they have accumulated is frightening.

The students were silent, and a few red faced and bloody guys wanted to talk, but Shenyang glanced at them and held them back.

"What's the noise?"

When Shenyang saw those officials, his eyes didn't stop, ignored them and said, "those who are poor naturally have support, but the fields can't. If you start this head, you can't end it. Whose family is poor?"

Shenyang took a step forward and said, "the teachers and students of the Imperial College don't understand and agree with the important events of the national Dynasty, but why?"

His eyes turned, seemingly vicious, but he was observing the look and reaction of these students.

The students who were full of blood thought about their family background, and then hid behind with a guilty heart.

Shenyang's eyes flashed with disappointment, then approached one step closer and shouted, "go back to class, or take all of them and go to prison!"

With a brush, the students turned and ran, as if there were monsters chasing after them.

Shenyang watched them rush into the gate, watched them almost hit the officials and professors who were still breathing, then nodded slightly and turned away.

The Imperial College is just an episode here. No matter how big the movement is, it can not shake and affect Zhu Zhanji's determination.

"The Imperial College doesn't need to pay too much attention. It should look at those dignitaries. Whoever makes more contributions will stare at who."

Zhu Zhanji stood on the steps of the Qianqing palace and said faintly, "pay attention to the vassal king. Why don't I allow the king of Han to go to sea for the time being? In their eyes, overseas is a wild land. If you drive it by force, it's immoral, and some people even take risks..."

Below him stood Anlun. Hearing this, Anlun said, "Your Majesty, do you want the east hall to stare at them? I promise..."

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "the first is the dignitaries, the second is the gentry, and the last is the king. Step by step, people have nowhere to retreat. This is the art of war."

"Go and stare at those dignitaries. I want to see if they dare to move against the current!"

An Lun went. Zhu Zhanji asked, "have you told Zhuque Wei, Xuanwu Wei and Shenji camp?"

"All told your majesty."

"Is there anyone who flatters and disobeys?"

The sun hung high in the air, hot, like a big stove.

"No, your majesty."