When the Ministry of Personnel selected the hospital, the water stove made a cheerful "gurgling" sound, sending hot water continuously along the iron pipes into an empty room. However, it cannot bring much warmth to the room.

This building, which is usually dedicated to officials returning to Chang'an for assessment, is too large in scale. In the imperial city where every inch of land is valuable, it is simply an alien. Today, there are not even more than twenty minor officials on duty in the entire building. Therefore, it becomes increasingly dark and deserted, making people feel cold as soon as they enter the main entrance.

Facing the main hall of the election office, the right servant Xiao Zhizhong, the attendant Yang Zhen, the third rank of the sect of Pingzhang, the censor Wei Sili, the Minister of Rites Cui Shi, the General of the Sanqin, the Minister of War, the Minister of War, the Minister of War, Bi Gou, the Ambassador of the Water Supervisor, and the Writer He Zhizhang, nine people formed a half circle and sat upright behind their own short positions. Each face was full of solemnity.

Recently, Zhang Jiuling, the official secretary of the Ministry of Personnel, was in high spirits and the popularity of the people, could not be ranked here at all. He could only find a bench on the outside, and then held a bowl of tea in his hand, staring silently.

In the tea, a young but tired face was reflected.

Zhangjiazhuang is not far from Chang'an City, and the atmosphere of his conversation with Zhang Qian today is also very relaxed. Both parties are smart people and their friendship is very good, so they both wisely avoid embarrassing each other. However, such an easy visit to the hospital made Zhang Jiuling exhausted, and he has not yet recovered his energy.

"Zi Shou, he really didn't ask for anything. Apart from asking someone to compensate him for the workshop and severely punish the assassin?" An old voice suddenly came from the center of the main hall, with obvious suspicion.

"No!" Zhang Jiuling put down the teacup, blushed and stood up and bowed, "I didn't mention anything, and I was not even very enthusiastic about the issue of awarding titles."

"Zi Shou sat down and talked. This is not the court, and I am not the Minister of Personnel!" Zhao Yanzhao, the attendant of the Sanqi cavalry, smiled and waved his hand gently at Zhang Jiuling.

Although he was kind, Zhang Jiuling felt more and more uncomfortable all over his body. After he hesitating for a while, he bit the bullet and added: "In the opinion of the lower class, Zhang Shaojian is actually not very enthusiastic about fame and fortune. He doesn't value the Mohist status in the world very much!"

"However, he is a child of the Mo family after all!" As if he had expected Zhang Jiuling to speak for Zhang Qian, the attendant of the Sanqin General Zhao Yanzhao smiled again and waved his hand gently again, "Zi Shou, sit down! Zhang Shaojian is very rewarding to expel Buddhist forces from the court this time. We will not treat him badly no matter what!"

"Thank you, Mr. Huan!" Zhang Jiuling bowed embarrassedly, sat down slowly, and began to daze at the tea bowl again. The helplessness and guilt in his eyes were reflected in the tea water.

With his honesty, it is actually not suitable to represent Confucianism to test Zhang Qian's words. However, the few scholars here are either 70 years old or have long regarded Zhang Qian as their junior, which is even less suitable to go to the Zhang family to go to the Zhang family than him. Therefore, they can only drive him to put it on the shelves!

"I am still the previous sentence. Zhang Yongzhao is a genius of the world. He has a good character and a tough heart. In time, he will definitely become the giant pillar of the Tang Dynasty!" As if he wanted to fulfill his promise to Zhang Jiuling, the attendant of the Sanqi cavalry turned his head and looked at all the companions around him, and said solemnly, "However, we should temporarily recommend the emperor to the emperor, and use a generous salary to show his title to repay his achievements. We should not let him enter the court to participate in politics. Otherwise, once other Mo family members flock to us in the future, we will regret it!"

"When Xue Huaiyi was appointed as the chief executive, no one was so careful about the problem!" Bi Gou immediately rolled his eyelids and reminded him without hesitation.

Xue Huaiyi was a monk, but he had been the general who led troops to war several times. At that time, although Zhao Yanzhao was not at a high position in the court, he was qualified to advise Wu Zetian. However, at that time, he did not consider whether a monk would have an impact on the dominant position of Confucianism. However, at this moment, he used the status of a child of the Mo family as a reason to prevent Zhang Qian from entering the court to participate in the political discussion, which was a bit too different.

"Longze! I know that you treat Zhang Yongzhao as your nephew!" As the saying goes, don't slap people in the face. After hearing Bigou's words with a gun and a stick, Zhao Yanzhao suddenly blushed, shouted at the other party's words, and roared loudly: "It is precisely because the Great Sage of Zetian forced all kinds of people of unknown origin into the court, and we were unable to stop it, which led to the decline of the national destiny of the Tang Dynasty. Now, since we have the ability to stop it, we must prevent it from happening!"

"Then, let the Huntian Prison be filled with monks? In the Imperial Prison, almost all the coaches are lay Buddhists, good people?" Although Bi Gou's current official position is far inferior to Zhao Yanzhao, his influence is no worse than that of this person. He rolled his eyelids and asked slowly.

These words even more poked the lungs. Not only did Zhao Yanzhao feel very embarrassed, but the three of them, She Xiao Zhizhong, who was in charge of the Ministry of Personnel, Wei Sili, who was in charge of the Censorate, and Cui Shi, the Minister of Rites, all blushed and restless.

If someone in Huntian Prison had not cooperated with the monk this time to deliberately conceal the observation results of the solar eclipse, everyone here might not have realized that Buddhism had eroded the court to such a serious extent. As the monk Huifan was deprived of his title and official position, he was ordered to go home to think about his mistakes. In order to avoid the fate of the main and young prisons of Huntian Prison, the heads of the three provinces and six ministries took the initiative to conduct self-inspection. Only then did everyone find out that among the Beijing officials, there were so many scholars who had become devout believers of Buddhism, Zoroastrianism, Cross, and even Crescent Sect!

The Ministry of Personnel and the Censorate must be blamed for this embarrassing situation. The Ministry of Rites is the hardest hit area for the Cross and Crescent Sects. As the chief officials of these three departments, Xiao Zhizhong, Wei Sili and Cui Shi could not feel that they had fever on their faces.

"Cough, cough cough!" Yang Sheng, the minister, likes to be a good person at any time. He found that Xiao Zhizhong, Wei Sili and Cui Shi were embarrassed, and coughed a few times, and defended the three of them with a smile: "Longze, don't be so angry. Although there are too many lay people and kind people in the capital, most of them just want peace of mind. No matter what sutra they recite, they never forget that they are His Majesty's minister. Even if there are a few unworthy people in Huntianjian, you can't beat everyone up in one go!"

"Since you can be your minister no matter what scripture you recite, why should the Mo family be treated differently?" Bi Gou still maintained a little respect for Yang Sheng's age and his actions that never harmed others. He bowed and asked with a smile. "As far as Bi knows, the Mo family is still one of the hundreds of schools of thought in China. And the sects you just mentioned all come from barbarians!"

"Longze is probably a misunderstanding. I am not targeting Zhang Shaojian!" The old servant Yang Sheng's cultivation was not very good. He smiled and explained in a low voice: "What I mean is that no matter what religion they believe in, the minority of those who are unfaithful to the saints are after all. And I remember that Zhang Shaojian once said that the reason why the Tang Dynasty was the Tang Dynasty was because of its magnificent and all-encompassing. The Ministry of Personnel did not deny its talent because someone believed in Buddhism or religion; the Censorate did not deny its wiseness just because someone recited a scripture that was different from my Confucianism; the Ministry of Rites did not treat it differently because he went to a temple or worshiped a god, which was my demeanor! As for the Mohist school, in my eyes, it was just a sect like Zoroastrianism, Cross and Crescent Buddhism. As long as the person was useful and loyal to the Tang Dynasty, I didn't want to care about what scripture he always read!"

These words were very well-known. Not only did they successfully unravel Xiao Zhizhong, Wei Sili and Cui Shi, but after Bi Gou heard it, he nodded repeatedly.

However, Zhao Yanzhao, the attendant of the Sanqi cavalry, was still stubborn. He shook his head and said in a deep voice: "For the Tang Dynasty, it is certainly true that the sea is embracing all rivers. However, if I want to maintain the orthodox status of Dong Xian, I must prevent the problem from escalating. This time, I finally drove the power of Buddhism out of the court. I must not fight tigers in the front door and welcome wolves in the back door!"

"If it weren't for the use of Zhao Jiang monk's altar, we would probably be able to stop Huifan from coming in and forcing the emperor!" Bi Gou curled his lips and reminded him with a sneer.

"This is the terrible thing about the Mohist school!" Zhao Yanzhao shook his head and said heartbroken, "Longze, I know that Zhang Yongzhao has kindness to you, and I also know that you were in trouble last time. I and others did not help you in time, and you were resentful. But those are personal honors and disgraces, but now, I am talking about the future of the entire Confucianism."

"The future of Confucianism depends on kindness to repay hatred, jealous of talented people and suppress dissidents. What future can such Confucianism have?" Bi Gou glared at the man fiercely and continued to sneer loudly.

"I don't want to repay the grudges and revenge. After all, I still have to suggest that Your Majesty give him the best!" Zhao Yanzhao was so excited that he was red again, but insisted that his opinion was correct. "I just don't want him to participate in the government, nor do I want the Mohist family to have the opportunity to rise again, threatening the orthodoxy of my Confucianism!"

"That's not a suppression?" Bi Gouka glanced at him and asked with a sneer, "Besides, how many days can you suppress him? Do you think that giving him a high position and a prominent title can raise him? With his ability, how can you no longer make new contributions in the future? How can you persist in this trick? How can the emperor watch you take advantage of this?"

Without waiting for Zhao Yanzhao to defend himself, he took a deep breath and added earnestly, "You are already sixty-four years old this year. Who is still young among you here except Zishou? Even if we join forces and suppress them with all our might, how many days can we suppress him? And if he is attracted by others and turns around and becomes an enemy of Confucianism, what you do today will be a waste of time?!"

"This..." Zhao Yanzhao's old face turned red, and his snow-white beard trembled up and down because of his anger.

The right servant Xiao Zhizhong, the minister Yang Qian, the third rank of the sect of Pingzhang, and the censor Wei Sili were four of them. They looked at each other's white beards and sighed, and they suddenly felt very upset.

They are all old, and Zhang Qian is still young. The more they try to suppress Zhang Qian, the more powerful they will be on their disciples and disciples when Zhang Qian grows up in the future.

There is no conflict between them and Zhang Qian. It’s just that one side belongs to the old Confucian family, while the other side is a newcomer to the Mohist family!

"Oh, it would be great if he could hand over the move to knock the altar!" Just as everyone was worried, Cui Shi, the Minister of Rites, suddenly held his forehead with his hand and sighed loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately caused a bitter smile. All the big guys sitting upright in the inner circle stopped sighing for a while and shook their heads at each other.

No matter how Zhang Qian explained, almost all the bigwigs present today, including Zhao Yanzhao, who had been trying to stop Zhang Qian from participating in politics, believed that the altar established by Monk Huiming was definitely not destroyed by fire or meteors from the sky. They were actually suspected that Zhang Qian had a killer move that could summon meteors and smash them wherever they pointed. Therefore, most of them were even more worried about the orthodox status of Confucianism in the Tang Dynasty in the future.

Monks will use the false theory of reincarnation and blessings to deceive people, will win over the royal family and make all kinds of conspiracies and tricks. However, all the monks' tricks are within their understanding, and Confucianism is actually very good at these tricks. The fire meteor used by Zhang Qian after being forced to the dead end by the monks is far beyond their imagination!

"Actually, there is no need for me to cover it up. If he really has the secret method to summon fire meteors, he might as well advise him to present it to the court. At that time, even if I give up the position of Minister of Rites to him, I will be willing!" Seeing that everyone was smiling bitterly, but no one took over his own troubles, Minister of Rites Cui Shi couldn't help feeling weak, but he gritted his teeth to replenish it.

"If he refuses to hand over it, who has the ability to force him? What reason to pursue him!" I really couldn't stand the wishful thinking of this colleague. Zhang Shuo, the Minister of War, suddenly sighed and asked quietly.

Immediately, everyone looked at each other.

Not to mention that everyone has no reason to force Zhang Qian to hand over his master's skills, even if he has the reason, he even has the support of the imperial edict. Who will take the lead in enduring his anger? Once he is forced to force him to a fire meteor, who can do the ability to withstand it!

Of course, in order to solve the problem once and for all, everyone can set up a Hongmen Banquet and trick Zhang into sneaking in. Then they capture and kill him like Empress Lu killed Han Xin. However, doing so would go against the nature of most people present, and it would be absolutely impossible to obtain the consent of Bi Gou, Zhang Shuo and He Zhizhang.

"Yong Zhao is a kind-hearted person. If I beg you forcibly, I might be able to give him the secret skills of the master." Seeing that everyone was asked by him and stopped talking for a long time, Zhang Shuo suddenly changed into another tone and sighed and added, "If Zhao is willing to hand over it, I, the supervisor of the military weapon, will of course be happiest. In the future, my Tang Dynasty athletes will conquer the four sides again, so how can I use siege cars and catapults? A fire meteor is sent out by each hand, and the enemy will immediately be wiped out."

Without waiting for everyone to laugh, he paused, and he quickly asked, "But, what if everyone could learn it after using Zhao to hand over this method? If you learn this secret method, what else do you need to do if you have a birth date, horoscope, fate, bloodline, and my strategy for selecting materials in the Tang Dynasty in the future? "

The second half of the sentence, but when it came to the most critical point, it immediately made everyone present feel enlightened.

The biggest reason why Confucianism is becoming more and more stable is that since Emperor Wu of Han, whether it is the imperial examination system or the imperial examination system, the selected talents are usually the best among the children of Confucianism. The disciples of other schools of thought have almost no chance to make a comeback.

If everyone insists on forcing Zhang Qian to make the unique skill of summoning meteors public, but this unique skill requires special bloodline conditions to learn, then in the future, the talent selection method of the Tang Dynasty will only add one more way to make the meteor angry.

Thinking that more than ten years later, the imperial examinations will no longer take poetry and articles, nor will it take Mingjing and Mingjing. Instead, a group of young people stood together. Whoever summoned the fire meteor first in the competition, everyone would sweat on their foreheads. However, Zhang said, but he still felt that he was not good enough to shout at everyone, and smiled and continued, "If everyone can learn this technique and it is easy to learn and use it, the consequences will probably be even more unimaginable. All parts of the Tang Dynasty will surely be full of war and blood will flow into a river!"

"Ah..." Xiao Zhizhong, Yang Qian, Li Jiao, Wei Sili and others all changed their faces. No one dared to imagine that the magic of summoning fire meteors was facing the tragic scene after the disaster.

Only He Zhizhang, who had been silent all the time, still looked like he was covered with a quilt when the sky fell. He smiled and shook his head gently, "Daoji's words are too alarmist. If the secret technique of summoning fire meteors was so easy to learn, Qin Mo would have sent people to fight out of the mountain and change the world. How could it be that only one Zhang Yongzhao has come out more than a thousand years since Qin?!"

This is too reasonable. If everyone present had dozens of children, all of whom were good at summoning fire meteors, would have been inciting Emperor Yingtian Shenlong to punish the people and to flatten all the alien races within the range, and by the way, they would have promoted the unique skills of Confucianism throughout the world, how could they say that there would be invincible benevolent?

The reason why Qin Mo has not come out of the mountain for so many years is that there are not many people in his sect who can master the magic of Fire Meteor. Therefore, Qin Mo was able to live in seclusion in some place similar to the Peach Blossom Land in Zhongnan Mountain.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, he heard He Zhizhang add with a smile, "As for Zhao himself coming out, it is actually a blessing for me. He has never liked to pretend to be a god, and of course he would not come out to cheat like a monk because of mastering a secret technique. However, he is also very concerned about friendship and has little deep understanding of the world. If we treat him with sincerity, we may not be able to make him a pillar of Confucianism in the future."

"You mean, try to pull him into Confucianism?" The censor Wei Sili couldn't believe his ears, so he stood up and quickly walked to He Zhizhang to ask.

"It's not easy in a short period of time, but it may not be too difficult over time." He Zhizhang smiled and responded confidently, "I have been with him for a long time. The more I dated him, the more I felt that there was more Confucian temperament in him, and the more I was the second to the Mohist temperament, but there were very few! "

"This..." Wei Sili immediately began to hesitate, and the other old men present frowned and pondered without saying a word.

The benefits of pulling Zhang Qian into Confucianism are obvious. Even if he cannot use the art of summoning fire meteors as a secret technique for Confucianism. At least, he and his wonderful means of making equipment can greatly enhance the strength of Confucianism. But if it is wrong, the consequences will be very serious. After all, Bi Gou once said just now that everyone present, except for Zhang Jiuling, was all old, and Zhang Qian was only in his early twenties!

He could vaguely guess what everyone was worried about, and He Zhizhang smiled and said to himself, "He studied and found that Dong Xian's classics were very different from those after Dong Xian. When my Confucianism abolished all schools of thought, he must have absorbed a lot of essence from various schools of thought."

This is not wrong at all. No one here can refute it. The Confucian theory of the five virtues of the beginning and end is obviously drawn from the Yin and Yang family. The theory of great unity comes from the Legalists. Rest and recuperation is obviously from the study of Huang and Lao. Some of the old masters have even incorporated many principles in Buddhist scriptures when they wrote books recently.

The Tang Dynasty had the spirit of embracing all rivers, and Confucianism at this moment was actually far more open-minded than the post-Song Dynasty. Incorporating Qin and Mo's knowledge into Confucianism can make up for the shortcomings of Confucianism's masters writing books but lacking the solution to specific problems and lacking specific means to save the world and the people.

After pondering, Xiao Zhizhong, Yang Sheng, Li Jiao and others were all moved. However, Wei Sili, the imperial envoy, habitually maintained a little vigilance. After hesitating for a moment, he asked in a deep voice: "It is of course good to be able to incorporate Qin Mo and Zhang Yongzhao into Confucianism. But if Zhang Yongzhao is too capable in the future, Li Detao Zou..."

"I have thousands of Confucian children, and Zhang Yongzhao and his Qin Mo are only three brothers." He Zhizhang shook his head and smiled proudly, "If this is the case, they are still Li Dai Tao Zombie, then it can only be said that my Confucianism has long become a rotten wood shipwreck, no wonder others!"

"Yes, no wonder no one else!" Yang Sheng, the senior minister, and Li Jiao, the third-rank subordinate of Pingzhang, sighed and nodded at the same time. "The writing man's words are reasonable, and it is not a solution to prevent the problem from happening. Finding a way to accept him and Qin Mo into my Confucianism is the right way!"

"Then let's make the contributions truthfully, and then hand them over to the emperor to decide! Then, according to the official rules, clean up the Buddhist minions and divide them into several places for him and his two junior brothers to reward him with a strong blow to the altar at a critical moment!" The right servant Xiao Zhizhong's son was not very strong at first. Seeing that Yang Jin and Li Jiao, both agreed with He Zhizhang's opinion, they decided to do good deeds.

After saying that, he looked at He Zhizhang again and bowed with a smile: "Ji Zhen, you have the idea. You are a friend of his age again. If you have something to do next, you can't bother the second person."

"He is honored!" He Zhizhang suddenly changed his usual laziness, stood up, and laughed and took the order. Then, a little longing appeared in his eyes.

I haven't been to Zhangjiazhuang for a long time to ask for wine. When I heard that the winery was burned, I felt a pity. Now that the dust has been settled, the reconstruction of the winery of the Zhangjia should be put on the agenda!
Chapter completed!