Li Banghua didn't say anything extra. Since he couldn't get around this level, and since he would be tit-for-tat sooner or later, it doesn't matter whether he said or not.

Looking at Li Banghua's distant back, Liu Hongjian felt mixed feelings.

With conscience, most of the officials in the court are currently working hard, such as Li Banghua, Ni Yuanlu and Fang Yuegong.

They also hope that the Ming Dynasty will become stronger. The problem is that rigid thinking has long been bound by the Four Books and Five Classics. They believe that only Confucianism can make the country strong, and it is impossible to understand.

Liu Hongjian didn't take Li Banghua's warning much. Fame may be regarded as life by Confucian scholars, but it is not that important to him.

Isn’t what scholars can do to curse people with their pen in their hands? Are there fewer scoldings?

The world is not the world of scholars. What he wants to do is to enlighten the people and let the people have the basic ability to distinguish right from wrong. This is the power of education.

The people will not be able to see the big words and ignore them. The officials say whatever they say, and the scholars say who are treacherous ministers and the people believe it.

The merits and sins of Qianqiu must be judged by future generations, and this is not what he wants.

There will always be sacrifices in reform, Liu Hongjian muttered and turned back to the house.

In the next few days, Liu Hongjian still did not go to court, but the news from the court came into his ears word by word through the Jinyiwei.

Since Zhu Cilang did not summon the officials who advised him to take back the order, the court officials could only see the emperor in the morning court, and as long as Zhu Cilang went to the morning court, all the officials would kneel down and unable to get up.

There is only one purpose, to force Zhu Cilang to take back his order and dispel the idea of ​​restructuring the imperial examination.

In addition to the six ministries still dealing with government affairs in various places like errands, institutions such as Dali Temple, Inspectorate, Taichang Temple, Guanglu Temple, Honglu Temple and other institutions are already semi-paralyzed.

This was an unprecedented struggle. Even the party struggles in the Wanli Dynasty were not so serious. They were led by the cabinet, six ministries shook flags, three courts shouted, and all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals agreed.

It is threatening that as long as the emperor refuses to compromise, they will fight to the end, and passive slacking off is one of the moves they have discussed.

Among them are the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion, Fang Yuegong, Minister of Personnel, and Shi Bangzhao, the Left Censor of the Inspectorate.

At first, Zhu Cilang still gritted his teeth and held on for a few days, but as time passed, the news gradually spread to Shuntian Prefecture, northern Zhili, Henan, Shandong and even further away, and Zhu Cilang could no longer sit still.

There were cabinets as the vanguard, and there were officials from Beijing as examples. Local governments announced the Political Envoy Department, the prefects of various prefectures, and the county magistrates of each county followed suit. They all began to write memorials and submitted memorials to the court against the imperial examination reform.

And I write it every day, and do nothing except write memorials.

The memorial that Zhu Cilang received within three days contained five large boxes. After all, he was only eighteen years old and had just ascended the throne for half a year. He had never seen this situation. Zhu Cilang became angry even if he didn't want to eat or drink.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to have a meal." Wang Erxi, the eunuch in charge of the Sili Supervisor, whispered.

Recently, in order to control the movements of court officials in real time, Zhu Cixuan ordered the Dongchang Factory Supervisor Pang Dahai to pay close attention to officials from all over the country, so that Pang Dahai was busy in the Dongchang Yamen.

On the contrary, Wang Erxi, an honest man who has never fought for power, ended up being idle. Zhu Cilang didn't eat much for three consecutive days, which made Wang Erxi worry.

"My anger has made these ministers full of energy. How can they still have the appetite to eat? Let's take it away!" Zhu Cixuan threw the memorial in his hand to the ground and said angrily.

"Your Majesty, you haven't eaten much in three days. How can your dragon body stand it if this continues? His Highness, Prince Anguo once said that the body is the capital of revolution.

You...you should eat some. Even if you don't eat, you will at least eat some fruits and vegetables. I beg you for the emperor!" Wang Erxi asked.

Wang Erxi did not dare to speak out at all about this emperor who was several years younger than him. The ethics and morals were also repeatedly cited by the study in the inner court. Compared with the previous emperor, Wang Erxi felt that the emperor was more kind.

As the eunuch in charge of the seal of the Silijian, he naturally did not want Zhu Cilang to have physical problems. If this is the case, he would be responsible.

"Oh? What else did the Prince of Anguo say?" Zhu Cixuan asked.

Zhu Cilang is also very unhappy about the prince of Anguo Liu Hongjian. The order was given by him, Zhu Cilang, but the idea was made by you, Liu Hongjian.

Why did he take the blame in the end? On the contrary, Brother Liu was lying in the villa of Xishan. Zhu Cilang felt very depressed whenever he thought of this.

A few days ago, when he was in the martial arts lecture hall, Liu Hongjian said that he asked him to arrange this matter to exercise his political skills. He also stated that if this matter is done, he would be a wise ruler who has achieved great success.

At first, Zhu Cilang really believed it. After all, Liu Hongjian's acting skills have always been good, and he has tried many times to fool Uncle Chongzhen.

But now Zhu Cilang feels that the pot is dark and heavy, and he is going to be crushed. If Zhu Cilang knew Liu Hongjian’s thoughts, he would probably have to hit Liu Hongjian’s wings on his head on Liu Hongjian’s face, and then shout:

I believe you, Brother Liu is a very bad person!

After not contacting Liu Hongjian for several days, Zhu Cilang was bored and became interested when he heard Wang Erxi talking about the prince of Anguo.

"He... He also said that people... people are iron and food is steel. If you don't eat for a meal, you are hungry. The more your opponent hopes that you can't eat and sleep, the more you have to eat, the more you have to sleep, otherwise you will lose." Wang Erxi thought Zhu Cixuan blamed him, and he was very careful when speaking.

"People are iron, and rice is steel. If you don't eat for a meal, you're hungry..." Zhu Cilang repeated in a low voice.

Wang Erxi lay on the ground and did not dare to look up. Without Zhu Cilang's orders, he did not dare to stand up.

"Brother Liu is right. I can't fulfill their wish. I'm hungry and I want to have a meal!" Zhu Cixuan slapped the table and said loudly.

"The emperor is wise, let the Shangshenjian bring some fresh things." Wang Erxi was frightened by Zhu Cilang. When he heard that Zhu Cilang was finally willing to eat, his face immediately became happy.

The food on the table was almost cold because it had been left for too long. Wang Erxi said respectfully.

"No, I feel hungry and can't wait." After saying that, Zhu Cilang got up, cleaned his hands in the basin that had been prepared in the hall, and then sat at the table and started moving.

In a moment, Zhu Cilang killed a whole serious illness, plus a bowl of ginseng soup, and after that, he also filled himself with a glass of special medicinal wine.

Wang Erxihou looked at Zhu Cilang's sweet food, and felt happy.

Zhu Cixuan was drinking medicinal wine while thinking about how to solve the current problems. He was not a tyrant and had never relied on violence to solve the problems in half a year since he ascended the throne, so he was helpless against the court officials.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhu Cilang did not come up with a solution, and his eyebrows were indeed twisted.

"No, I didn't mention this matter by myself, so I can't take it alone!" After thinking for a while, Zhu Cilang suddenly woke up like enlightenment and drank the medicinal wine in his hand in one sip.
Chapter completed!