Chapter 1782: Entering

At the morning court the next day, Zhou Shuren attracted a lot of attention as soon as he arrived at the palace gate. The people led by Old Man Tian seemed to have found a way to vent their anger. They did not dare to blame the emperor and could only vent their anger on Zhou Shuren.

Zhulan also became the target of Mr. Tian's hatred, but he couldn't open his mouth to talk about the woman, so he could only go after Zhou Shuren.

Zhou Shuren didn't even raise his eyelids and simply ignored Mr. Tian and others.

Mr. Tian's eyes widened, obviously unable to believe that he was being ignored, "He, he."

Lord Lin was very close, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes. They were all very quiet, but these people were jumping around happily.

Lord Lin glanced at Marquis Zhou, then looked at the imperial palace. They, the historians, understood best that everything was the emperor's will.

The Emperor came to the morning court very quickly today, and he showed impatience when he saw Mr. Tian and others.

Your Majesty, "Yesterday I received an urgent report that it has been raining a lot in the south recently. I am both happy and afraid."

All the adults understand. Fortunately, the problem with the dam was discovered last year and the construction has been completed as planned. If it had not been discovered, there would have been heavy casualties if a flood broke out this year.

Ministers: "Your Majesty is wise."

The emperor continued, "Minister Zhou."

"I am here."

“Be prepared for flooding.”

Zhou Shuren: "Yes."

I was thinking that the pharmaceutical factory had to be expanded quickly.

The court had perfected its response to various disasters over the years, so it didn't take up too much time, and they then talked about other political affairs.

At the end of the morning court session, the emperor said, "The academy will see a peak in enrollment. Prince Qin will make arrangements."

Rongchuan was prepared, "Yes."

Old Master Tian wanted to speak again, but the emperor gave him a look, and his voice was stuck in his throat, with his face turning red.

After the morning court session, Shu Ren and Rong Chuan left together. The Emperor will hold a court session today to mention the new students for admission, which means the matter has been finalized and no one should complain.

Zhou Shuren sneered in his heart, some people really think of themselves as a dish. The emperor's power has reached its peak, and he didn't act out just because he didn't want to disappoint the court officials. The emperor would not tolerate anyone being annoyed.

Rongchuan, "Dad."

The word "Dad" sounded particularly crisp. Even though he was his father-in-law, the King of Qin liked to call him "Dad".

Even though Lord Wei had heard it many times, he still couldn't help but sigh that in the eyes of the King of Qin, Marquis Zhou was like his own father.

Zhou Shuren had something to say to Rongchuan, "Your mother sent you a letter yesterday. What do you think?"

Rong Chuan said, "I will go to Patriarch Chen's house as soon as I leave the palace. I sent someone to notify him yesterday."

Zhou Shuren thought that the emperor must have sent a message to Rongchuan, "Well, you don't need to be polite then."

Rong Chuan nodded with a smile. His brother also meant this. "Yes."

It was rare for the King of Qi to attend the morning court. As he approached, he heard these words, "."

In Zhoujia Village, Changzhong gets up early to practice martial arts. He likes swordsmanship and has been practicing it since he was a child. He is quite good at it and every move is engraved in his bones. After exercising in the morning, he feels refreshed all over.

The servant waited for the young master to finish his sword fighting, then stepped forward with a handkerchief and took the sword. "Would you like some breakfast, young master?"

Changzhong wiped the sweat from his forehead, "What's for breakfast?"

"Your favorite wontons."

"Eat first."

Changzhong's breakfast is not as luxurious as it is said to be. His breakfast is very simple. This habit comes from his parents. Someone comes to his house right after he finishes breakfast.

Changzhong knew who the visitor was, frowned and said, "Please let him in."

Four people came in, two of them were from the Ming generation. Both of them were going to take part in this year's autumn examination, and they were not young anymore, already in their thirties.

The other two were Mr. Hu, whom he disliked, and someone he didn't know who looked quite old.

The two older clansmen also have to call Changzhong Uncle.

Changzhong pointed at the chairs and said, "Everyone, sit down."

The two clan members did not dare to act rashly, as this was their first time coming to the house. They had only seen Uncle Changzhong in the clan school before.

Changzhong asked the tribesmen, "Did you come here to ask questions?"

The two of them felt embarrassed and took out their written articles from their pockets. One of them said, "Yesterday, uncle pointed out the shortcomings of our articles in the clan school. We rewrote them last night and asked uncle for his guidance today."

Chang Zhong liked to teach at the clan school. Sometimes he taught in the enlightenment class, and sometimes he taught in the scholar class. The clan school was also famous for having a scholar class, and only clan members could enroll. The advantage was that they could work on the questions sent back from the capital.

In the beginning, my father would give one or two questions every year. Later, he was too busy and gave it to my fourth brother. Gradually, the trend continued and there was no more than one set of questions a year. When a clan member passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi, he would also give a set of questions every year and send it back to the clan school.

A person's secret is a secret. Once more people know it, it is no longer a secret and then it spreads. Unfortunately, the Zhou clan academy's scholar class does not accept people from other families.

The Li family and the Dong family don’t have this opportunity either. Of course, if they really need help, they will ask the eldest brother and the third brother for help.

Dad believes that rules are rules, and anyone who breaks the rules becomes a decoration.

Chang Zhong thought a lot in his mind while flipping through two articles. The articles were not long, about 600 words each. Chang Zhong lowered his head and stretched out his hand, and the servant hurriedly brought him a pen.

Changzhong circled the typos and inappropriate quotations. He has high standards. "If this is the level, it is still lacking. So I will give more questions recently, and I will be more comfortable with quoting more."

The two of them thanked him in surprise, "Thank you, uncle."

Just seeing the typos, they blushed again, "We will be more careful when we go back."

Chang Zhong felt sad, "I made spelling mistakes before."

Then I was severely beaten. Thinking back on it now, it’s so miserable.

Chang Zhong turned his head and asked, "What do you two want to do?"

After Mr. Hu passed the examination for the scholar, he wanted to take the examination for a judge. Although the examination brought some changes to his family, it was not enough. His ranking as a scholar was not high enough to enter the official school. After asking for advice, he realized that he lacked a lot and there was no famous teacher. Finally, he thought of the Zhou family school.

Mr. Hu stood up and greeted him. "It's not easy to be poor. I want to serve the court, but I feel that I have many shortcomings. I heard that the Zhou family school has exam questions, so I shamelessly ask for your advice."

Changzhong, "."

Two clan members, "."

You are so shameless, even asking for advice. Bah, you are obviously a greedy person who studies test questions.

Liu Xiucai, who came with Mr. Hu, was dumbfounded and blushed, "I'm not, I don't have it."

The Zhou clan's study has long stated that it is only for clan members to see, and no one can say anything about it. However, the Zhou clan has already done a great deed by opening their study room.

Mr. Hu continued, "I know the rules of my clan. I am not married, but I am willing to accept the marriage."

Chang Zhong just swallowed the tea in his mouth. Fortunately, he had seen a lot of storms and this was nothing. He calmly put down the teacup and said, "Will you marry into my Zhou family?"

Mr. Hu thought that if he didn't pay anything, he would never be able to enter the Zhou clan school, so after thinking it over, he decided that joining the school was the best option for him. "Yes."

(End of this chapter)