Chapter 47 Selecting Talents

Manhuang retreated quickly, he wanted to deliver the letter to Shen Sinian.

Jun Lin got up and changed into casual clothes. The light blue satin robe was wide and loose, with silver hollow hibiscus flower inlays visible from inside the robe. His smooth long hair was tied up in a bun, his eyebrows were clear and his lips were vermilion. His delicate and elegant facial features were bright and vivid, and his posture was capable and refreshing.

She took the secret letter and hurried to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. The carriage stopped and Minghe and Manchuan stood on the left and right to greet her respectfully.

"Let's go inside and talk."

Hearing this, the two men looked frightened and signaled the secret guards disguised as servants to guard the door carefully. The quaint door slowly closed and the figures of the three people disappeared.

In the hall.

Jun Lin sat in the main seat, with two prime ministers sitting on his left and right. The atmosphere in the room was solemn and tense, with incense curling and light smoke lingering in the air. A pile of documents was placed on the long table.

The three of them understood each other tacitly, and Ming He was the first to report to her: "At present, the evidence of the ministers' crimes has been collected. Please review it, head of the family."

The emperor of Dajing stretched out his hand and casually flipped through the book. His originally calm eyes suddenly became extremely cold, as if ice had frozen into sharp blades, and he wished to cut the person mentioned in the book into pieces.

"OK!"

She laughed in anger, and her fingers pinched the paper with such force that her bones creaked.

The astonishing aura of tyranny rolled and swirled, and the powerful inner force condensed into a substantial air flow that roared beside her, her robes billowed, and the tightly closed doors and windows "boomed" and shook loudly.

"OK--"

One day, the silver tooth was almost bitten to pieces by her. Her face was grim and fierce, like a revengeful ghost pulled out of hell.

Minghe and Manchuan were stunned by this powerful internal force, and hurriedly crossed their arms in front of their heads to protect themselves from being scratched by the raging cyclone.

The vase began to develop dense cracks, and her hair ornament shattered, her three thousand black hair suddenly scattered and flew, and her delicate and beautiful face became gloomy and terrifying.

“Your Majesty… Your Majesty…”

Manchuan suppressed his fear and shouted in an attempt to calm her down. Junlin was startled, her eyes swept across the mess in the room, and finally fell on the two ferocious people. Her fingertips curled slightly, and she suppressed her anger in a few breaths: "Sorry."

The terrifying airflow disappeared, and the house returned to normal. Manchuan sighed, "I'm really scared to death. My old bones can't stand your torture."

Ming He was also relieved and looked at her with a worried look on his face: "Master, please don't be angry. We can clean up these scum tomorrow."

They understood how she felt because they were also furious when the evidence was collected.

Jun Lin took another deep breath, trying to adjust his emotions, and then said in a deep voice: "It's a waste of money for them to live one more day."

"Thank you for your hard work in collecting evidence."

Ming He shook his head: "These are only assigned to the Ministry of Justice. These people think they are powerful and high-ranking officials and don't even bother to destroy any traces of evil, so collecting evidence is surprisingly easy and fast."

Who could have imagined that a group of bugs were no longer afraid of Emperor Jing, who was as dull as puppets and only obeyed Bingwen's orders, and they did evil behind the emperor's back without any scruples, and were extremely arrogant and reckless. They thought they could rest easy after Emperor Jing's death, but who could have imagined that.

Who would have thought that she not only came back alive, but also regained her sanity.

Their hubris will ultimately be their downfall.

Jun Lin curled his lips: "I really want to kill them right now."

Manchuan was helpless: "Your Majesty, please be patient for a while."

She snorted in a very arrogant manner, turned her head and asked him: "Have you chosen a replacement?"

Manchuan suddenly looked solemn and said sternly, "The Ministry of Personnel still has a few loyal officials who can be used. With their help in the investigation, a group of talented people have been selected. Please review them, Your Majesty."

Jun Lin became very excited upon hearing this. He heard Manchuan clapping his hands, and the door of the compartment was pushed open. A dozen young talents came into view.

They have different styles and are well-mannered, and the spirit of "achieving ambitions and not fearing hardships" emerges from their tenacious vitality.

There were boys, young men, middle-aged men and old men, but not a single woman.

Jun Lin pursed his lips. The country is still unstable and the reform of women's participation in politics cannot be implemented. Otherwise, it will impact the national system in this environment of internal and external troubles.

She has to wait until the world is at peace before she can bring about equality between men and women.

It allows women to take imperial examinations and join the army, thus selecting talents in a more comprehensive way regardless of gender.

Seeing that she was distracted, Minghe gathered his sleeves and said softly, "Master?"

She smiled cheerfully and patted her forehead: "Look at my brain, I've been daydreaming a lot lately."

After that, he said excitedly: "Raise your heads so I can see."

Many people were still a little resistant to Jun Lin in their hearts, after all, the tyrant's past was there, but after the right prime minister's explanation, they were slightly relieved, and one by one they stood up and expressed their willingness to serve Jingguo, not for anything else, just because this was their country.

They raised their heads respectfully, and for the first time their gazes fell directly on the bright-faced Emperor Jing who was sitting in the main seat.

She had a slender figure, with silky black hair draped down her back, delicate features, narrow, sparkling eyes, and naturally red lips. She was looking at them expectantly.

It was as if they had become the pillars of the grand scene.

Inevitably, I would be struck by her enchanting face at first sight, but would look away fearfully at the second sight, not daring to meet her eyes.

That obvious expectation would make people greedy, greedy for the loving eyes of the master of Jing country staring at only themselves.

As if possessed by magic, these people shuddered and tried to drive away the dangerous thoughts that had just emerged.

Jun Lin pointed at the young man in the middle of the front row and softened his voice: "Name."

The young man stood tall and straight like a pine tree, with his hair half-tied and pierced through his fringe. He wore a red scarf on his forehead, with sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, thin lips, and a handsome face. He said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Your Majesty, I am Yan Yu."

"Who is your teacher and what do you think about entering politics?"

Yan Yu bowed respectfully, her voice mellow and magnetic: "I have no teacher or school, I have achieved my own success by traveling through mountains and rivers."

Jun Lin raised his eyebrows in surprise. It turned out that he did not belong to any of the hundreds of schools of thought. He thought that Man Lao would pick a few Confucianists when selecting the candidates.

He said: "I believe that if I were to enter politics, I would hate corrupt officials, avoid greed, think about the harm of corruption, reject corruption, share the people's worries, relieve their sorrows, ensure their safety, and govern for the people."

These words touched the hearts of everyone present. Jun Lin smiled and clapped his hands: "Very good. Now that we have realized this, we must put it into practice in the future."

Her eyes swept over the crowd below, and her red lips opened and closed: "Be careful at the beginning, don't be tempted by the small profits; be careful at the end, don't let your integrity and reputation be lost."

"Remember this. If you pass my assessment, you can immediately enter the palace to take up your post. But if I find that you are tempted by profit and have ruined your integrity, then you'd better be careful."

Everyone smiled brightly: "Your Majesty, don't worry. If that day really comes, we will have to trouble Your Majesty to kill such a dirty self for us."

Jun Lin laughed happily. This group of people can actually talk.

She turned around and talked to Yunyu again: "What kind of clerical job do you want to take?"

Yu Yu: "I am just a warrior."

"Um?"

Jun Lin was really shocked. With her keen eyesight, she should have been able to see it.

She waved at him, her eyes full of wonder: "Come here."

The atmosphere was tense for a moment, because they had not forgotten that Emperor Jing was fond of men, but they didn't know how Emperor Jing was doing now...

The young man covered his eyelashes and walked calmly to her in an instant. Jun Lin was curious: "Roll up your sleeves and let me see."

Yu Yu: “…”

Everyone: “…”

I don't think you're just a homosexual.

…

Digression

"The mountains are shining like jade, and the rivers are charming like pearls."

Named Yuyu.

He should be a young general, right? The type who is decisive in killing but surprisingly shy? The type of older brother next door?