The general who was screaming in pain from being beaten finally asked Kong Xun to order his men to forcibly carry him out of the hall on the grounds of illness, and to let him stay at home, close the door and refuse visitors, and have a good rest.

This was another form of punishment for his disrespect, endless confinement. For the ministers who held real power, it was undoubtedly a disguised way of undermining their power.

The Grand Marshal was forcibly dragged out of the morning court hall. All the court officials looked at Kong Xun who was sitting on the dragon throne. They saw that his eyes were majestic, sharp and deep, looking at them coldly.

He exudes the fierce aura of an emperor.

Everyone turned to look at An Xin, who had a calm expression on her face and was stroking the Jade Dragon Whip in her hand, as if she was not the one who had just whipped the person.

The ministers' pupils constricted and their nostrils vibrated. They were standing in the court with these two giant Buddhas. Their little schemes of fighting for power and gain must have been seen clearly by the two of them.

Mr. Gao, who was standing aside with an arrogant look on his face, felt the dark gazes coming from all around him. He could not ignore those resentful and blaming eyes no matter what.

"Why are you looking at me?" Lord Gao said in a low voice.

"Humph." An official next to him said angrily: "Why did you provoke her for no reason?"

"She originally didn't want to get involved in the competition with us. Isn't that a good thing? If you insist on saying something, let her fight for her students.

Now that she has come out to stir up trouble, none of us can easily fill those vacant good positions."

A group of officials below were whispering and blaming Lord Gao, provoking An Xin, the troublemaker, to stir up trouble in the already disharmonious court.

Amid the eager gazes of all the ministers, An Xin still had the dignity to not directly petition for an official position for his student.

Finally, a plan was proposed, that is, for those vacant official positions, big or small, all qualified candidates would sign up according to their rank and ability, and finally compete for the positions.

In this way, every position will not be filled with people who have strong background but insufficient ability.

Although some ministers were still thinking of taking advantage of the situation and wanted to use their connections to place their own people in those positions and did not want to adopt An Xin's proposal, they could not resist the approval of Emperor Kong Xun.

A noisy battle for a vacant official position ended with An Xin waving a beautiful whip in the court and, with the support of the new emperor Kong Xun, suppressing all oppositions against all odds.

An Xin returned to the mansion, and Li Ziyu and the others followed him back.

Everyone sits in their usual seats.

Sitting on the left next to An Xin's main seat was Li Ziyu, and on the right was Leng Xiangbai. Next to him sat Zhu Shijing and Jiang Zhou. Needless to say, the next two were An Rui and Liu Boxing.

Sitting below them were Jiang Chenxi and Chen Qibao.

Yuchi Yi and Gao Tai are still guarding the border. In their absence, their positions will of course be taken by the younger brothers who have no concept of brotherhood.

Everyone sat down and drank the fragrant tea that Mingyue, the pregnant manager of the front yard, had the servants bring.

After An Xin returned to the capital and saw that Mingyue was pregnant, he wanted to let her go back so that she wouldn't have to serve in the mansion. However, Mingyue, who was wholeheartedly devoted to her master, refused.

At this time, he found her standing behind him, so he gently told her to go back and rest, and he would ask someone to call her when he needed her.

Mingyue knew that An Xin didn't want to make herself too tired, so she took the pastries brought by the maid and placed them on the table next to her master. Then she squatted down slightly, bowed, and went back to rest.

An Xin saw Mingyue becoming more and more stable, and knew that during the time he was exiled, they must have endured a lot of invisible pressure and gossip while staying in the An Mansion.

An Xin picked up a piece of cake and put it in her mouth, chewing it slowly. The faint fragrance was her favorite taste.

Qingfeng and Mingyue, the two girls, are still so considerate. An Xin curled the corners of his lips and smiled warmly, preparing to add a little more to their already high monthly salary.

"Teacher, this time I want to compete for the position of the Minister of Justice."

An Xin came back to his senses and nodded.

Jiang Chenxi was born into a noble family, the Duke of Cheng'en. He also worked as a fifth-rank official in the Ministry of Justice, so it was not wishful thinking for him to sign up to compete for this position.

An Xin glanced at his cousin. This kid was in such bad luck.

Soon after Kong Xun ascended the throne, she felt that she had too many duties and proposed to give up her position as the chief academic officer of the Imperial College to other officials.

Perhaps Kong Xun wanted to express his gratitude to An Rui for saving his life on New Year's Eve that year, and knowing that An Rui was now the Chancellor of the Imperial College and An Xin had just stepped down, he directly let An Rui take this position.

His action also further confirmed the rumors that An Xin was nepotism.

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Li Ziyu had no expression on his face and said in a flat tone: "I will participate in the competition for the position of Prime Minister."

An Xin looked at him and the corners of her mouth twitched.

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How could he use this handsome face that seemed to have no desires to express such lofty ideals?

Jiang Zhou scratched his head in annoyance. If old man Shan heard what he said, he would definitely want to beat him up.

"The old guy is standing in the toilet and won't give up his position. I have no chance to compete for the position of Imperial Censor."

An Xin glanced at him and secretly looked at Shan Yongzhen who was sitting below, wondering whether he would go back and tell his grandfather about this and make things difficult for his senior brother.

An Xin smiled. Some people deserved it and sought death. It was none of her business.

Zhu Shijing touched his chin and looked at An Xin, and asked: "Little Shanzhang, you said that I should compete for the position of Minister of Revenue.

It is better to settle for the next best thing and compete for the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue first according to my current qualifications."

An Xin heard the sincerity in Zhu Shijing's tone, and there was no unrealistic ambition in his eyes, just a moment of confusion.

So he said: "The current Minister of Revenue has not made any serious mistakes, and he is already quite old.

In this case, A Jing thinks which position competition is more beneficial to him. "

After hearing this, the confusion in Zhu Shijing's eyes gradually dissipated. He raised his beautiful lips and smiled slightly, "Thank you, Xiaoshanzhang. I know how to choose now."

An Xin picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. She knew that Zhu Shijing was very smart and he should know what to do next without her giving him too much advice.

Leng Xiangbai hung his hands and played with the jade pendant on his waist. He didn't need any competition this time.

Because the original Minister of Rites was from the faction of Concubine Xian and the Duke of Anguo, the position of Minister of Rites has been vacant since he was removed from his post last time.

For Kong Xun's coronation ceremony, he read Daqian's etiquette books day and night and consulted countless officials from the Ministry of Rites. This was the reason why no accidents occurred and Kong Xun successfully completed all the etiquette rules for ascending the throne.

He had been chosen by the new emperor to be the next Minister of Rites, bypassing all other officials in the Ministry of Rites.