C193 All the Officials in the Courtyard Gathered(1)

These words may seem outrageous, but they are exactly what a scholar would like to hear. Scholars loved to gather to discuss the current affairs of the world, and some maniacs even dared to scold the current Emperor. Although Pavilion's words were arrogant, it wasn't strange at all. However, everyone was still surprised when they heard this, especially when he said, "Our knees only kneel in heaven and earth, and no one else kneels in heaven and earth."

"I don't dare to say anything." Ji Cheng often heard her say such words, but he did not think it was a big deal. He quickly took over the words. "Taking down slaves is the first thing I want to do for the people in the world."

It was like throwing a stone into a lake, stirring up a thousand waves. It was common for scholars to exaggerate. It was different for a true king to agree. The scholars could not imagine what it would be like to have no slaves. For a moment, the pavilion was filled with various opinions and opinions.

Seeing that the time was right, Ji Cheng said, "The Zheng Dynasty is in urgent need of talents. Gu Yi has decided to take in young talents after the coronation. Are you interested?" He sighed regretfully, "It's almost autumn. It's already too late for the autumn examination this year. We can only wait for next year."

"It's not bad next year either. We can catch up to the spring examination together. It's quite complete." The scholars were delighted. Many of the scholars from the previous dynasty had failed to catch up to Emperor Zhou Wen's final subject due to the chaos of war. Many of them had not even participated in the Spring Examinations. After hearing Ji Cheng's words, it could be considered that there was hope.

"His Highness uses the southerners?" Zhan Kuo looked at the smiling and silent Fujikuo and asked, "May I ask what will happen in the future?"

"I will assist Your Highness in creating a new era." Fu Zhizhi stood up and said to Ji Cheng, "Fu Family's Great Scholars have been in charge of the Jolin Academy for generations. When Ting Zhizhi returns to the capital, he will submit a letter and restart the Jolin Academy. He will also take in many Virtuous Scholars to compile the Book of Remedy."

"Only a small part of the Julin Courtyard was destroyed. Half a year ago, I ordered people to repair it. The project should be completed by the time we return to the capital. " Ji Cheng couldn't help but feel ashamed when he talked about the Jolin Courtyard. "Ting Zhi, there's one more thing I've been wanting to tell you. I always felt that the timing wasn't right. A few days ago, I had already sent someone down to the river to transport the books that I had kept in the Fu Clan. If nothing unexpected happened... The books are now on the way back to the capital."

"Ah -" Fu Tingzhi was pleasantly surprised from the bottom of his heart. "Tingzhi, Tingzhi, thank His Highness for his grace on behalf of all the scholars in the world." The scholars of the Lower River, led by Zhan Kuo, also expressed their thanks in unison.

"Reshaping the old ceremony indeed requires a large number of talents." "This is the work of a thousand years old." "This is something that can last for thousands of years..." Most of the scholars in the world did not covet wealth, fame, fame, and wealth. This was true. But repairing ancient records and reconstructing the Jolin Courtyard was a great achievement. Its great name would record history books that had lived for ages. All the scholars would covet it.

In the past, it was hard to say. Now, he had befriended Fu Ting. His official career had more or less been taken care of, but the key was that Fu Ting Zhizhi had clearly stated that he wanted to enter the Fine Jade Forest Academy. The scholars were excited, and a few of them, who were once scholars, were itching to make a move. They began to calculate when they would set off for Beijing.

"Everyone, please listen to one of the pavilions." Fu Zhizhi and the others all fell silent before saying: "The pavilion is not talented. I have discussed with His Highness regarding the matter of Shizi rushing to the capital to take the exam. This trip to the capital is very long, and the war has just ended. I'm afraid there won't be any officials or merchants to take care of him along the way. "

"Yes, that's right." The scholars immediately thought of the situation in the central region. "I heard that there are bandits. This road is really not safe, what should we do?"

"Everyone, please be at ease." Fu Zhizhi motioned for them to be at ease: "His Highness has already ordered the garrison troops to set up a temporary reception point. On the fifth or twentieth of every month, escort scholars to the next stop. Along the way, we will not miss the Shizi exam period. " As he spoke, he looked at Ji Cheng. "I remember that the Shizi love to rent houses on Willow Tree Street. His Highness also ordered people to check the property maintenance and cleaning first. You don't have to worry when you enter the capital. "

"That's great." The scholars were overjoyed: "This arrangement is much more appropriate than before."

Meng Xia saw that he had finished what he needed to say and took a step forward: "The army cannot wait long, Your Highness?"

Ji Cheng immediately stood up. "Everyone, we will meet again in the capital."

"We will have to part ways after seeing you off for a thousand miles." Zhan Kuo hurriedly stood up and said, "Your Highness, I am Ting Zhizhi. Have a safe journey." After saying his goodbyes, the army once again opened their mouths and did not speak in detail.

The news that Fu Zhizhi had followed the army to Zhongdu had been spread out long ago. Along the way, they would definitely meet up with scholars on the way. The news of the reopening of the Jolin Courtyard, the reopening of the ancient books, the opening of the new dynasty, and so on and so forth had spread throughout the entire Jiangnan area.

On this day, they had finally arrived at Zhongdu. Fu Ting's farewell to Ji Cheng had been sent back to Zhongyi House. As soon as the carriage arrived at the street, they saw that the entire street was filled with carriages. They were actually lining up next door.

Fu Ting understood that most of the people waiting to see him were old officials of Great Zhou. He did not dare to get off the carriage with Dalian, so he walked over to meet with the officials waiting for him and invited them into the manor.

"Second Brother!" Just as he was busy, he heard a warm call. He turned his head and saw that Han Jiang had arrived before him. "Second Brother, you are back."

"Xuan Zhizhi." It was difficult to conceal his joy after a long separation. He grabbed Han Jiang's arms and said, "Is everything alright at home? Where's Brother Rong? Is he home?"

"I was wondering. The entire He family is worried. The Second Master is so anxious that he fell ill. But now, he has recovered. He's fine. " Han Jiang grabbed the Talisman Pavilion's head with a backhand. "Go back quickly. Brother Rong has seen through him." He looked up at the old officials and said, "Everyone, please come in. The tea and refreshments have been prepared. Please come in. "