Judging from the results, this incident really made Ye Chunqiu do it. It can be seen how much hardship and effort it took. It was originally something that had nothing to do with Ye Chunqiu, but he tried his best. It can be seen that... this person's character is not bad, and he has a bit of the style of Xinlingjun, one of the four gentlemen of the Warring States Period.

After the battle began, he fought with the three heroes of Guidao with swords and bravely killed the thieves. The dangers of this can be imagined. I am afraid that among the scholars in the world, there will be no such person to be found with lanterns.

"Ye Chunqiu...Who is Ye Chunqiu?"

Finally, someone realized, who is this little hero?

As a result, the clerks in the cabinet began to get busy, and they began to look for clues about Ye Chunqiu in countless memorials and archives, so that even the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Revenue were alarmed.

There was no news from the Ministry of Personnel. Although the Juren Ye had never been an official, he obviously had never participated in the selection of the Ministry of Personnel. It seemed that he planned to continue taking the exam again.

There was a list of people from the Ministry of Revenue. Oh, this person is from Hexi, Fenghua County, Zhejiang Province. His father was Ye Jing and his grandfather was Ye Congsheng. The registered land was more than 900 acres, which was considered a wealthy family. However... Obviously, based on this information alone, the cabinet officials would not be satisfied.

The Ministry of Rites made great discoveries. It turned out that the officials of the Ministry of Rites found Ye Chunqiu's academic record, which was actually Xiao Sanyuan from Ningbo Prefecture. The recent Zhejiang Provincial Examination Jieyuan, and the current provincial examination ranked first.

When many messages were sent to the desks of the cabinet officials.

All the officials in the cabinet were left stunned.

There are such promising young men in the world...

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Zhu Houzhao was completely desperate.

Now, it is July 17th, July 17th. I am afraid that at this time, the entire Ningbo will be devastated. The rampant Japanese pirates will kill many people and set fire to burn down many houses.

So what if I can learn about the conspiracy and tricks of the Three Heroes of Guidao, so what if I have learned a lot of literary and martial arts? What if I am the emperor?

He could do nothing, just like a clay bodhisattva. He knew that if he could handle this matter himself, he could appear in Jiangnan or send commanders in the Forbidden City, the Japanese pirates who attacked were not worth worrying. Although they were coming in full force, as long as they were prepared and even directly mobilized tens of thousands of elite troops to encircle and suppress them, Zhu Houzhao did not believe that the three heroes of the Ghost Island could have three heads and six arms and could escape safely.

But in the end...

All he could do was sigh in his heart.

Everything is too late.

The only thing he can wait now is to wait for the memorials from Ningbo, Zhejiang. If the Ningbo prefect was still alive, he would report the losses suffered by Ningbo at this time. Of course... the Japanese capital will also pretend to send some memorials to apologize, and there must be some touching words.

But...what should we do with the majesty of the court? How can the emperor have the face? Can the lives of so many soldiers, civilians be written off?

Zhu Houzhao was very annoyed and even stomped her feet in anger.

Everyone is drunk and I am awake alone, these idiots, idiots... Isn't there a smart person in this world?

Zhu Houzhao felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He was full of energy. He thought he was young and promising, but in fact...

He looked at the running script on the wall. If life was just like the first meeting... he couldn't help but sigh...

Finally, when his anger reached its peak, he suddenly became depressed.

Let’s just do it. What does Ningbo matter have to do with me?

I just don’t care. What’s the point of caring or not?

Well... no matter how hard you work, it is meaningless. So you might as well be happy by yourself. You should find some interesting things, interesting... He narrowed his eyes and thought of making fun of suffering.

Today, he decided to go and see his leopard. It is said that the leopard has a big appetite and needs to eat five rabbits a day. Zhu Houzhao really wanted to see its good appetite, so early in the morning, he hid laziness and asked someone to go to the cabinet to say that he was uncomfortable today, so he stopped sitting in court to listen to the affairs.

He could imagine that when those masters heard that they refused to sit down, they would probably beat their chests and fall into their feet.

You know... When my father was there, he felt that one day and one day was not enough, so he added the Wu Dynasty, which attracted praise from the masters. They all said that his father was diligent, but now Zhu Houzhao is not willing to guarantee that even one day and one day. Although he was a good baby for a while when he ascended the throne, he is now...

Zhu Houzhao was just chilling in his heart. He decided to lock himself up and not think about the outside world. What does Ningbo suffer from disaster have to do with him? In the past, he thought that the world was handed over to him by his father. He had a heavy responsibility for the country. But now he realized that this country was not the country of his ancestors and fathers, and had nothing to do with him. It was all the masters. The masters said it was nothing. If they had a little disobedience, they would persuade him earnestly. If they refused to give up, they would start kneeling down and kowtow. If they refused to give in, they would start crying, took out Emperor Taizu, Emperor Wen and the late emperor.

He clearly felt that something was reasonable, but when he was really fighting with them, he found that he ignored it in the end. Sometimes he was so angry that he was furious. Before he could get angry, the masters were like losing their souls. At such an old age, they were actually crying, and tears fell like rain, and Zhu Houzhao began to be at a loss again.

In short, everything is right and they are wrong.

Humph, then ignore it.

He was still excited early in the morning and asked Liu Jin to call Chengyu, and he was still thinking about his leopard. But when he thought about it, he couldn't help but think of the three heroes of Guidao, the damn Ningbo, and the many people and things. He suddenly... his heart seemed to be thrusting, and he felt bad.
Chapter completed!