Ning Xi studied under Jia Huanmen as early as the thirteenth year of Yongzhi. That was eight years ago. Jia Huan's classmates, he basically knows them.

In the spring of the fifteenth year of Yongzhi, Prince Jia and Zhou Guifei died, and Jia Huan returned to Beijing from the south of the Yangtze River, and in winter, he overthrew Liu Guozhong and others in the Wuying Palace.

Jia Huan came out of the imperial city, outside the Xihua Gate, Ning Xi bowed down in front of his horse and saluted, choked up and said loudly: "Congratulations to Mr. ”

When it was, Jia Huan rode on a jujube red horse, and King Yan saluted in front of the horse. The afternoon sun, in the cold wind of winter, stained this picture, and the figure was on the ground.

Six years ago, many people didn't realize the significance of this scene! What if we look back at that scene now?

Subsequently, Ning Xi, Ning Cheng, and the King of Shu followed Jia Huan back to his home. Jia Huan held a banquet in the mansion to entertain the academy students who were waiting in the mansion.

There are senior brothers Sun Liang, Pang Ze, Luo Junzi, Qiao Rusong, Liu Guoshan, Liu Yichen, Qin Hongtu, Zhang Sishui, Yao Wei, Du Hong, Luo Jiaolang, and Ji Cheng.

Jia Huan introduced Ning Xi and Ning Cheng to the two disciples: "All gentlemen are highly talented and elegant, and Ziwen can be more close. Ning Xi remembered them one by one and toasted.

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Luo Xiangyang, Ji Cheng and Ning Xi have such a relationship, at this time, it is commendable. Jia Huan's recommendation is the proper meaning of the question. Politically, he must have trusted his classmates in the academy more!

Ji Cheng's heart flashed with excitement. But good restraint. He understood the meaning of the head of the hospital's arrangement.

The Son of Heaven used the cabinet as his political assistant. However, the views of the Zaifu and the Son of Heaven on political affairs may not be the same. Therefore, the extension of imperial power in the Ming Dynasty was: eunuchs, brocade guards. Among them, the celebrant is in charge of the red, and the weight is for a while. The eunuch of the celebrant is known as the internal minister.

There is no internal supervisor involved in politics in this dynasty. They entered the south study room to assist the Yongxing Emperor in handling government affairs. Roughly, it is the role of the Ming Dynasty celebrant and eunuch. Thinking of this, my heart is weird.

Hearing this, Ning Xi got up and said politely: "Please also ask the two Hanlin to help... I. He was dressed in a beautiful white dragon robe, with filial piety. Although it was only a few hours before he ascended the throne, and before that, he was just an ordinary prince, a twenty-year-old weak young man, and a disciple of Jia Huan. But, after all, he is the son of heaven of the Zhou Empire!

With the respect of the Son of Heaven, it is very useful to invite each other with such etiquette.

Ji Cheng stood up, bowed, and said, "Do you dare not do your best?" "Having a relationship is one thing, and the gift of a monarch and a minister cannot be abolished.

Luo Xiangyang didn't agree, got up and saluted back, and said to Jia Huan: "Ziyu, after the senior brother goes, there is no leader in the academy in academics. I have been here in Wuying Hall for the past few days, and I deeply feel that I am not a good ruler. I plan to go back to the bottom of Myomine Mountain to rebuild the academy. ”

In the past few days, Ji Boyan has been mainly dealing with problems. He looked down on fame and fortune. Shan Chang, Mr. Ye, and Senior Brother died in the brutal political struggle. Even Ziyu almost died.

The new emperor ascended the throne, and the court did not fight, how could it be? According to Ziyu's estimate, troops were soon dispatched to quell the rebellion. Otherwise, why are they here to urgently issue rewards to the soldiers of the Yaowu Battalion? However, he was tired of these struggles.

Jia Huan looked at Luo Junzi and was slightly surprised. Put away the relaxed emotions in your heart. After a slight sigh, he said, "Okay." ”

Ning Xi ascended the throne as emperor. His burdens were taken off. All that remains is political reckoning, political arrangement. He needs to push his classmates to the front desk. However, Luo Junzi was unwilling, and he respected Luo Junzi's choice.

Twenty-eight-year-old Luo Junzi still looks like a little fat man. He is already the father of a child. Married Xichun for three years, and has not taken a concubine so far. At this point, he chose another path! Scholars are virtuous, meritorious, and immortal. He chose to speak.

Preparations are underway for the rebuilding of the College. On the 22nd, after he gained control of the Shuntian Mansion, Yao Wei and Du Hong, who had been imprisoned for various lawsuits, were released and re-run the Xianheng Trading House. The wall fell and everyone pushed it. Those who take advantage of the bad luck of the academy and initiate a lawsuit against Xianheng Commercial Bank will not end well!

For the rebuilding of the college, the funds will go to the accounts of the Xianheng Commercial Bank. Source of funds, he will come out.

Ning Xi looked slightly regretful. The efficient operation of nearly 100 people in Wuying Hall was presided over by Luo Hanlin. This is a very talented person. Wendao Academy, he is one of the few people who can stand alone.

Luo Xiangyang felt Ning Xi's gaze, smiled, and said decently: "Please forgive me for being rude." His Majesty is a virtuous corporal, with a modest temperament, and will be able to benevolent the world in the future. "The students taught by Jia Huan will definitely not be as perverse as Emperor Yongzhi.

Ning Xi sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand, and said, "It's okay." ”

After the matter was discussed, Jia Huan saw that Ning Xi wanted to speak and stopped, smiled and said, "Ziwen will go outside with me." ”

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It's going to be evening. In the clear blue sky, the soft spring sun slanted down. Jia Huan took Ning Xi on the tower of the West Gate City and overlooked the West Garden, Jingshi.

Eunuch Yuan and more than 20 other eunuchs were waiting under the city tower. After the garrison came to salute, he retreated far away.

The solid stone bars are built into the battlements, and the chest wall has a slight sense of vicissitudes. Jia Huan looked at the red sun on the edge of the sky. The heavy palaces, and the dense roofs and eaves outside the imperial city, spread out in sight.

Ning Xi looked up at Jia Huan's side face and couldn't help but say, "Sir, do you remember what I said when you taught me Ming History?" If I am the Son of Heaven, I will worship Mr. as the prime minister, govern all the people, and Ze will be Li Shu! ”

Mr. has the talent to govern the country and the ability to pass through the heavens and latitudes. If he is in power, he will surely return to prosperity. Mr.'s ability to help the country in the world, with his qualifications, it is good to learn two percent. However, now Mr. is being forced by hundreds of officials! He had a strong hope in his heart that Mr. would come out and do things.

Jia Huan patted the city wall and said with a smile: "Ziwen, you are now the emperor, and you want to call yourself me." Diverted the topic lightly. It's good that Ning Xi has this heart. It is impossible for him to break a political promise made in public.

Ning Xi said sincerely: "I am not the emperor in front of Mr. I will always be a disciple of Mr. ”

Jia Huan was very relieved. Wen Sheng said: "Qi Dashuai is a famous minister of the country, and he can also make the situation of the country better." Ziwen, learn to be a good emperor. Also, take care of yourself in the palace. The body is the capital of the revolution. ”

Ning Xi lowered his head, his eyes slightly red, "Hmm." ”

Jia Huan smiled and patted him on the shoulder. The sunset on the horizon is gorgeous and beautiful! The fiery red clouds are burning like a raging fire! A new order in Beijing is slowly being born in this blazing fire.

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Jia Huan and Ning Xi's conversation, teachers and students get along, very harmonious. At night, the conversation with Qi Chi is another situation.

The curfew is still in place at night in Kyoto. It starts at half past seven every night. Jia Huan had dinner with his wives and concubines at home, gossiping. Then, at night, I went to Yongfang to visit the scholar of Qi.