"Your Majesty said: All ministers must keep silent about the matters here."

"Please keep this in mind."

Everyone bowed down, but they were filled with doubts.

This oral edict was obviously directed at the Confucian and Taoist vision caused by Su Ping.

Once word spreads, Su Ping will surely attract much attention and gain both fame and fortune.

But His Majesty did not allow it to be spread, why?

Suppress Su Ping or protect Su Ping?

"in addition."

Jia Hongyi spoke again: "It just so happens that Mr. Zhou is here, so let's talk about it together. His Majesty asked you to draw up a plan to add a poetry and poetry subject to the provincial examination. Please handle it as soon as possible without making any mistakes."

The Minister of Rites was stunned when he heard this, and then quickly said yes.

The rest looked at each other in shock.

The imperial examination system for selecting scholars originated from the dynasties since ancient times.

After just two dynasties, poetry and Fu were removed from the imperial examination, leaving only the meaning and policy theory.

Today's imperial examination system has lasted for thousands of years.

The hasty addition of subjects can be said to be a major matter for the country and the people.

No one wanted to object.

Just listening to the meaning of this oral decree, it seems that His Majesty did not intend to summon the ministers to discuss it, and just decided it like this?

Moreover, there is absolutely no room for negotiation...

"Okay, I heard the oral instructions, please come back."

Jia Hongyi regained her smiling expression and started to chase people away, but she had no intention of moving.

Everyone knew that this was to avoid him, so they all said goodbye with their own thoughts.

Prince Jun and the Ninth Prince did not want to have too much contact with Jia Hongyi, so they left one after another.

After a while, there were only a few people left in the courtyard.

"The foolish woman has seen the face in red."

It was only then that Mrs. Zhou stepped forward to pay her respects.

"Yeah." Jia Hongyi nodded coldly.

Zhou didn't take it seriously, and looked at Yin Dongqiu: "Since my son-in-law is fine, I don't dare to trouble Lord Wu anymore."

As he said this, a maid came up and wanted to take Su Ping from Yin Dongqiu's hand.

Yin Dongqiu raised his head, as if he had just come back to his senses: "What?"

Seeing this, Wen Daoyuan pulled Yin Dongqiu and said, "It's time to go. Let's put Mr. Su down."

"oh oh."

Yin Dongqiu suddenly realized, then shook his head: "I want to take him away."

"???"

Wen Daoyuan looked at him suspiciously, "Has the demon blood entered your brain?"

This is a common scolding sentence used by people in martial arts, and its meaning is similar to that of an idiot.

Yin Dongqiu did not speak.

"Master Wuhou, Su Ping and his daughter are newly married. Isn't it inappropriate for you to take him away at this time?"

Zhou asked bravely.

Are you kidding me? Whether the marriage was negotiated or forced, we will know when Su Ping wakes up and asks.

In order for what he just said to be valid, the first person Su Ping saw when he woke up must not be anyone other than the Duke's Mansion.

"You want to stop me?" Yin Dongqiu's eyes narrowed.

Zhou: "..."

"Isn't this a coincidence?"

Jia Hongyi, who had been watching with a smile, suddenly interrupted, "The rest of the oral instructions are just for you."

Oral instructions?

Several people were stunned.

"Shen Zhou."

Jia Hongyi said, "Your Majesty said: You should be more peaceful during these seven days. I will keep the fifth-grade imperial decree for you for the time being."

The words just fell.

Zhou's face suddenly turned pale.

She knew that everything she had done was known to His Majesty who never left the palace.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Yin Dongqiu gloated, "It seems that now I can take Su Ping away?"

Zhou's face was ugly, she bit her lips and said nothing.

However, Jia Hongyi spoke again.

"Don't worry, Marquis Wu, there is still an oral message here."

From the following words, you can only see Jia Hongyi's mouth opening and closing constantly, but no sound came out.

Mrs. Zhou only glanced at it, then her face changed drastically and she lowered her head, not daring to look again.

The expressions of Wen Daoyuan and Yin Dongqiu gradually became serious, and then became helpless.

After a few breaths, Jia Hongyi finished recounting it and looked at the two of them with a smile.

Yin Dongqiu's face was uncertain, but he finally reluctantly handed Su Ping to the maid aside.

"Hey, that's right."

Jia Hongyi nodded with satisfaction, "Now that we have something to do, we will invite you first."

After saying that, Jia Hongyi turned and left without worrying that Yin Dongqiu would regret it.

"Let's go."

Wen Daoyuan sighed, and both he and Yin Dongqiu left the Duke's Mansion.

Su Ping was eventually left in the Duke's Mansion.

But neither of them had much to worry about.

No matter how daring Shen Zhou was, she would not dare to go against His Majesty's orders.

She even had to ensure Su Ping's safety in the Duke's Mansion.

Otherwise, once something happens to Su Ping, the first person to be targeted will be her, the head woman of the Duke's mansion.

Walking all the way to the Imperial College, Wen Daoyuan pulled Yin Dongqiu into the classics hall and closed the door.

"what are you doing?"

Yin Dongqiu frowned.

"Tell me the truth, when did your relationship with Su Ping become so good?"

Wen Daoyuan squinted his eyes and looked Yin Dongqiu up and down: "You refuse to let go. If you don't know, you think you like men."

"roll!"

Yin Dongqiu yelled: "You are so masculine, and your whole family is so masculine!"

"Okay, okay."

Wen Daoyuan raised his sleeves to block the splashing saliva, "Let me ask you about business. What did you find? I plan to accept him as a student, but I don't even want to take him away."

"I also want to accept him as a disciple."

Yin Dongqiu said bluntly.

"???"

Wen Daoyuan was stunned for a moment and then became furious: "What the hell are you doing! Su Ping has a photographic memory and a talent for poetry. He is born to follow Confucianism! Be your apprentice? What will you teach him? Teach him how to pass the imperial examination

Knife?"

"You know nothing!"

Yin Dongqiu was not to be outdone, "Do you know what his holy will is to bless you?"

"...What? Isn't it talent?"
To be continued...