Miss Lu advised Li Yanzhi to stay away from Xia Yan and not to intervene in this struggle until her foundation is stable. She kept a distance from the emperor, Yan Song, and the Lu family. Li Yanzhi was a little surprised and asked her: "Keep a distance from the Lu family?"

Miss Lu was shy and said, "I am here in Lu's house, so you don't need to pretend to be intimate."

Li Yanzhi said: "I know the lady's affection, I am afraid of Lord Lu..."

"You, I still haven't figured out my father." Miss Lu said: "My father has tortured some people over the years, and has also hit some people in bankruptcy and family, and profit from it. However, most of those people have something to kill themselves, and they are not allowed to kill them. However, my father always respects the scholar-officials who are well-known to the scholar-in-law."

"I have heard of this matter." Li Yanzhi once heard Feng Qi say that Lu Bing took great care of Shilin Qingliu, and even some people who violated the taboo of Jiajing, he tried his best to take care of him. He saved the lives of many censors under the court stick. Therefore, although Lu Bing held the Jinyiwei, a yamen that had always been hated by Shilin, Shilin had a good reputation for him.

Miss Lu said: "So can you tell why this is?"

"Probably..." Although Li Yanzhi had an answer in his heart, this was a bit unpleasant. He sorted out his words in his heart and said: "Since ancient times, most people who started as close ministers would not have a good end. Lord Lu must be to leave a way out."

Miss Lu nodded silently, sighed, and said, "My grandmother is the wet nurse of the current emperor. My father grew up with the current emperor. Both of them ate my grandmother's milk. When the palace caught fire, my father took the risk to rescue His Majesty. Therefore, when it comes to the depth of the holy favor and the prosperity of the holy favor, it is probably rare throughout the ages. Therefore, those who rely on His Majesty's favor to get high-ranking and generous salaries are actually useless to my father. Even if my father makes friends with them, it is just an icing on the cake and is optional. On the contrary, the Shilin Qingliu group is the one that my father wants to fight for."

It turned out that Lu Bing knew the situation in the court, and the struggle between the imperial power faction and the Shilin faction, and the cooperation was entangled, and gaining power was also ups and downs. Although Lu Bing was favored by the emperor, he also knew that his power was entirely due to Jiajing's favor for him. Once the favor declined or Jiajing died, the situation changed, Lu Bing could fall from above the nine heavens to below the nine earths at any time and would never turn over! Especially after this incident, Lu Bing was even more vigilant. He was deeply worried about the fact that there was no reliable person who could protect his Lu family's fortune and life in an emergency. He flattered Jiajing for the sake of current wealth and honor; pleased Shilin for peace in the future.

Li Yan fully understood when he heard this. He was very impressed by Lu Bing's ability to be vigilant in times of peace and foresight.

Miss Lu said, "So if Li Lang can reach a tacit understanding with my father, there is actually no need to deliberately please me. If you pass the Jinshi exam and act impartially. If there is any dispute, you can be a loyal and upright minister in accordance with the public opinion of Shilin. That's fine. Your Majesty's hot stove is already burning, and Li Lang might as well burn a cold stove. If it is necessary, it's not important to offend my father or even offend Your Majesty. But this degree must be grasped well, and you can't just cause trouble to the point where my father can't protect him secretly."

Li Yan said straight: "Then Yan Song's side is the same?"

"Absolutely." Miss Lu chuckled: "Before the imperial examination, Li Lang might as well send someone to secretly send some bribes to Yan Shifan and show his kindness to him, but don't make this public. After the imperial examination is over, look for another opportunity, either to participate in Yan Song's book or to scold Yan Shifan. This move is called ungratefulness, also called crossing the river and destroying bridges! Yan Song has never been good at Shilin. If you scold, there will definitely be a large group of people to help protect you and treat you as your own person. But you scold you just right, and you must make Shilin feel happy, but you can't scold Yan Song so much that he wants to kill you.

At the same time, you secretly instructed some merchants to give Yan Shifan money and help him with his business, openly and secretly, asking him to kill him but he can't kill you, and kiss you! Anyway, Li Lang, you are rich, not afraid of being a hard-working official, and capable, not afraid of being tired, and not afraid of being demoted to you. You have these three things, plus the Shilin's clear discussion, my father's secret protection, Yan Song can't do anything to you! Let's just drag you until Yan Song dies, drag you until the court changes, and Li Lang has enough qualifications. The opportunity comes, and then it will be the time for Li Lang to take off and show his ambition."

Li Yan was very open-minded and thought that if he was in Fujian, how could he hear such a truth? Miss Lu's secret strategy for his official career was as subtle as Lu Hai Strike revealed by Poshan on Sakura Island. Although it is more yin and not a masculine and upright way, how could it work in this chaotic Beijing city? Although this secret strategy is not completely flawless, Li Yanzhi confirmed the complementarity with his lifelong ambitions and strength, and then came up with a roughly clear path to the officialdom!

He has been in Beijing for more than a month, but it was only then that he had a clear mind and no longer hesitated.

Winter went and spring came. In a few months, Li Yanzhi lived in the West Mountain to study. He ignored all the things in Japan, Fujian, maritime business, South China Sea, and even the battle between Xia Yan, which was close to him. He read during the day and tea at night. He gradually arrived in the capital early and heard that a temple in Xishan had a seed of reading, so he visited him. Li Yanzhi received the gifts, but he never wasted more than half a stick of incense, let alone talked about the current situation and discussed government affairs. All the students who came here agreed with the words "chun" and "pure".

Jiang Yifan was amused and laughed at the comments of these two words, and said to Feng Qi: "They have never seen Sanshe's cruelty when he killed someone!"

"They won't know." Feng Qi said lightly: "Whoever came to Beijing from thousands of miles away is not chasing profit and fame? Everyone is staring at the Golden Palace, who will pay attention to the affairs of the mountains and seas? Everyone is thinking about the emperor and the prime minister, thinking about how to sing the high-profile patriotism and the people, and how many people will truly care about the lives and death of the ant people!"

Despite this, the remote temple in Xishan has gained some fame among the students who are taking the exam. Anyone who goes to Beijing who is a noble, talented and has a good heart will often come here to trample. However, everyone gradually grasped the temperament of this study seed named Li Zhe. They knew that this person would get up every morning to study, hold the light at night, and walk around the mountain after noon, or make friends in the temple. However, if these two hours passed, even if the first-rank official, hereditary marquis, or a famous scholar who was surprised and charming among the students, he would not pay attention to it. Even the talented man in Jiangnan Wang Shizhen had been rejected by Li Yanzhi. However, Wang Shizhen, not only did not get used to this, but he praised him for his character, persistence, and not being moved by the world.

On that afternoon, after Li Yanzhi said goodbye to his friends, a south wind brought a burst of rain, which made a guru run into the temple. Li Yanzhi glanced at the guru before closing the door, but saw that he was about the same age as him, tall and handsome, and he went into the temple with rain, his clothes and pants were soaked, and the mud on the mountain road was splashed. Li Yanzhi ordered Yijiu to take a set of clean clothes from him and lend it to the guru for exchange.

After a while, Li Yijiu came back and said that the young master had changed his clothes and was about to thank the young master again. Li Yan said straight, "No need." Then he continued to study. Li Yijiu went out and told the young master that he didn't need it. The monk next to him also told the young master Li about his habits and said, "After the time, this young master Li disappeared from the guests. This is his habit. A few days ago, a minister from Nanjing came to burn incense, and Mr. Li stayed behind closed doors."

This small temple has been lonely for a long time. Fortunately, Li Yanzhi came, so there was a lot of money for incense and oil in the temple. The poet and poet who was attracted by Li Yanzhi added some popularity to the small temple and gradually became more vital. Therefore, the monks in the temple respected and were grateful to Li Yanzhi.

The disciple sighed and said, "I didn't expect that there are such seeds of study today." He didn't dare to force each other, so as not to disturb others. He just borrowed pens and ink from the monks of the temple and left a letter. He left when the rain stopped.

Li Yanzhi read dinner in the room and went out to use the vegetarian food with the monks. Only then did Yoshihiro present the letter left by the disciple. Li Yanzhi said: "Let's read after eating."

After using vegetarian food, he browsed the letter of the sir under the Buddha's headlight, but he spoke politely, expressing his gratitude to Li Yanzhi for his clothes, and also expressing his appreciation to him for not following the common customs, reading with peace of mind, and encouraging each other. Li Yanzhi didn't know how many words he had heard or read, but he didn't care about them. Finally, he glanced at the signature and asked Yijiu to save the letter. When Yijiu wanted to put the letter into the hundreds of letters that were interrelated with each other, Li Yanzhi suddenly said, "Wait!" and then ordered him to take the letter, and looked at the signature carefully. He was shocked, and moved it under the lamp to tell the truth, and then called Yijiu to ask, "Wait!"

"Yes." said Yijiu, "He said his name is Zhang Juzheng."

Li Yanzhi shouted and chased after him in a state of vain, but it was pitch black outside the temple, but there was no one there? There was only a quiet valley, with birds singing after the rain, squeaking some trivial matters in the mountains and forests that no one could understand.
Chapter completed!