Chapter 492: Su Lao’s Gift

He said this, but the way he banged the table with the memorial showed that he was not very stable.

Shen Yibai bared his teeth and grinned, "Yes, yes, yes, I will change it immediately! I will obey your Majesty!"

Jin Cheng laughed and said, "Come and tell me, is Lucheng fun?"

"It's not fun!" Wei Xinglu howled, "Not only do I have to work for that old man every day, but it always rains in Lucheng, and I'm always wet and sticky. It's very different from our place in the north!"

He Zheng also nodded and said puzzledly: "We stayed there for a month and still couldn't adapt. I don't know why Mr. Su likes it so much."

Shen Yibai guessed, "Maybe it's because there are fewer people and the day is long? Working in the afternoon feels like working all day, and it's exhausting. And because there are no more scientific examinations, he no longer asks us to write poetry after work, so isn't it all in vain?"

The little devil burst out laughing: "Why do you say it's all in vain? The food we grow can be eaten. My brother and I want to go but we can't."

He Zheng said: "Mr. Su was not informed of the news, and he only knew about your ascension to the throne after we told him. Brother, you don't know that his eyes were as big as goose eggs at that time!"

“Hahahahahahaha…”

The whole hall burst into laughter.

"What kind of nonsense is this? If Mr. Su knew about this, he would definitely write 300 poems to scold you!"

He Zheng chuckled and said, "Mr. Su was stunned. He said that he was originally captured by Luo Jingfeng and taken to the capital. He thought he was teaching a government official's child, but who knew that he would become the emperor directly after the palace examination! If he had known this would happen, he would have taken advantage of being with you to file a complaint against all the officials who were so upset by his scolding that year."

The little devil covered his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Help me, luckily I didn't go with you, otherwise, if he had written so many poems to curse people, I would have to listen to his complaints for a month, and my ears would be in knots."

Zong Wenxiu also remembered something: "By the way, have you told Mr. Su not to write poems to insult Jin Cheng in the future? Insulting the emperor is a serious crime."

Poets are unruly and never stop cursing everything, but Jin Cheng's status is different now, and the consequences of cursing him are very serious.

The little devil also thought of those failed students who were killed in the street by Luo Jingfeng because they questioned and insulted him. The smile on his face gradually faded.

Wei Xinglu replied, "Yes, Mr. Su said that based on the emperor's character and personality, he would not do anything domineering. If he did, it would be Luo Jingfeng. He might be able to distinguish between loyalty and treachery and blame Luo Jingfeng alone."

Jin Cheng twitched his lips and said, "The feud between him and Luo Jingfeng is getting deeper and deeper."

He Zheng said weakly, "Last time Luo Jingfeng sent us a swift message. We sent him the poem we wrote to praise Luo Jingfeng. He was so angry that he didn't eat for two days. He wrote dozens of poems to scold Luo Jingfeng. One of them was widely circulated in Lucheng..."

It was only now that Luo Jingfeng had gone out to fight that he dared to say it. Otherwise, if Luo Jingfeng knew about it, he would have directly killed Su Xi in his lair.

Jin Cheng coughed and said, "Keep it a secret and don't let Luo Jingfeng know."

He Zheng asked curiously, "Your Majesty, I heard that you had a quarrel with Luo Jingfeng before. Is there anything we can help you with?"

The little devil smiled and said, "No, I can handle it myself. Let's talk about your division of labor. It's time to start work soon. Are you satisfied with the places I have assigned to you?"

After the palace examination, the top three candidates in the first class would enter the Hanlin Academy, and the top few candidates in the second class might also enter the Hanlin Academy. However, Jin Cheng did not let He Zheng, who ranked first in the second class, enter, but instead arranged for him to go to the Censorate.

Wei Xinglu was the first to raise his hand: "Jincheng, my father is in the Censorate, why don't you let me go, but let He Zheng go instead?"

Logically speaking, if he went to the Censorate, he should be easily trained as a direct descendant, and with the protection of Wei Shi, his future path would definitely be smooth.

Jin Cheng asked with amusement, "Did your father tell you the same thing?"

"Hehe..." Wei Xinglu smiled foolishly and didn't refute.

The little devil raised his eyebrows and reminded: "Your father is often reported because he doesn't pay attention to many small details. If you enter the Censorate, you and your son will be reported every day, and it will be difficult for you to survive there. In this case, why not send someone with a better eye to help your father."

The first candidate he thought of was He Zheng.

The Censorate is responsible for supervising all officials. It is not good for the leader to be too rigid. Someone needs to pull him back.

Wei Xinglu suddenly realized: "That makes sense!"

He Zheng joked with a smile: "Don't worry about the journey. When I enter the Censorate, your father will be my father. I can fulfill my filial duty for you and help you get promoted!"

Wei Xinglu laughed: "Go to hell, after robbing the dad, what about robbing the boss?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Jin Cheng said that he asked Wei Xinglu to avoid suspicion, but in fact he did not transfer him away. Instead, he was arranged to go to the Ministry of Rites, which was the Shen family's faction.

Shen Yibai went to the Ministry of Justice. The Minister of Justice was Xu Wan's father. Although they were not close, this man was the most knowledgeable official and would take care of her a little for the sake of Prime Minister Shen.

Jin Cheng made this arrangement because they were too young and if they were left unattended for the first few years, they would suffer great losses in their official careers. The masters were assigned to the six ministries as normal and started from the seventh rank.

Shen Yibai clenched his fist and said unconvincedly: "Brother Wenxiu and Master Pan are editors of the Hanlin Academy, and they are only seventh-rank officials. Only Qin Ye is a sixth-rank official. I am so jealous!"

The little devil encouraged, "Being an official is not just about studying hard. You need to be able to apply your ability to writing policy papers to government affairs. This is another new skill. Although your starting points are different, there is not much difference. Work hard. Maybe you will be promoted faster than Qin Ye and surpass him in a few years."

“That makes sense!”

"Down with Qin Ye!"

"It will definitely be promoted to the second rank!"

"Hahahaha, what the hell, is this a new class training?"

"Yes, if we can't defeat Qin Ye, we won't change our class training. Brothers from the key class of the Marquis' Mansion, go for it!"

"Duck!"

“…”

While they were joking, Shen Yibai suddenly remembered: "Oh, by the way, Mr. Su also asked us to bring back a package of things and asked us to pass it on to you."

"What?" Jin Cheng was surprised that he had a gift. He reached out to take it back, opened it and saw that it was actually a bag of sunflower seeds.

The little devil instantly wilted. He rolled his eyes and said, "I thought it was a surprise. Does this old man want me to plant sunflowers in the palace?"

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, you can come and take a look when you are free. If you need us, we can come into the palace to help you."

"Yes, yes, I am now better at farming than I am at writing policy papers!"

"Pfft, you're just bragging!"

The young boys chatted and laughed and played for a while before leaving. Only Zong Wenxiu was left behind.

Jin Cheng collected the sunflower seeds and asked him concernedly, "Brother, you don't look very energetic and you haven't said much. Are you worried about your second uncle?"