lcionline Chapter 725 Phoenix Returns to Its Nest (11)
Chapter 725 Phoenix Returns to Its Nest (11)
The fact that human resources are in the hands of ministers and their families makes Xiong Bufan somewhat constrained, whether he resigns from his post or commits murder.
After all, Xiong Bufan was in charge of an entire country and had to be responsible to the people.
After incorporating modern historical knowledge, Xiong Bufan planned to implement the imperial examination system. However, before implementing the imperial examination system, he needed to popularize education and build more schools.
Now only a few districts have academies, and most children from poor families cannot afford to study; they are mostly children of noble families.
The thought of having to spend money again made Xiong Bufan extremely irritable. She had finally managed to accumulate some silver, and now she was going to spend it all.
If this were modern times, she could pack all these people up and send them out to work, even illegal jobs, as long as they could earn money and wouldn't starve.
Even if we're reluctant to spend the money, the exams still have to be taken. The only questions are when and what the exams will cover. In short, we hope that students across the country can participate.
Xiong Bufan felt that he was always short of money, especially after becoming emperor.
As soon as the imperial examination system was introduced, it was met with opposition from ministers, and the reasons for this opposition were varied and numerous.
In any case, the imperial examination system cannot be implemented. If it were to be implemented, the position would only be that of a low-ranking official.
Xiong Bufan looked at the ministers arguing in the hall, each of them trying to persuade her to change her mind, but why didn't these people think about how to change the status quo?
Shangguan Yi looked at Xiong Bufan with concern. She actually thought the imperial examination system was better, but the ministers would not agree.
Xiong Bufan sat on the dragon throne and said, "Fight me. If you can beat me, I'll listen to you."
Only those who are suicidal would fight with the emperor and argue about whose advice to follow, especially since their emperor is so fierce.
Imperial Censor Li: "Your Majesty, this is not in accordance with the rules."
Xiong Bufan had somehow gotten hold of a large stick in his hand. "Do you want to duel with me?"
"Wei Chen dare not."
Xiong Bufan: "Then shut up. Set the date, content, and standards for the imperial examination within a month, and make sure to publicize it effectively."
This initiative was a joint effort by various departments, each with its own research plan.
The ministers replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!
Xiong Bufan nodded in satisfaction. Being an emperor is tiring. Sometimes you have to fight, which is not only mentally taxing but also mentally taxing.
These ministers can't let her have an easy time or do less work.
Being an emperor is about enjoying life, not about being a beast of burden.
With a loud shout of "Dismiss the court!", Xiong Bufan hurriedly left again.
The ministers sighed and lamented, wondering what to do about this matter. A month was clearly too much to ask.
Liu Tong felt that things had been going wrong lately because so many things were falling on her shoulders, which was completely different from her usual leisurely life.
Minister of Works Gong Bing bowed to Liu Tong with clasped hands and asked, "Lord Liu, what do you think should be done about this matter?"
Did you have any exam templates before?
Liu Tong herself wanted to find a mold, but there wasn't one.
Gong Bing scratched his head. "What should we do?"
Liu Tong, recalling the rumors circulating in the palace, whispered in Gong Bing's ear, "I heard that His Majesty is illiterate and always draws a strange symbol in his memorials."
"Be careful what you say. How dare we interfere in His Majesty's affairs?"
The carriages carrying the ministers were waiting outside the palace; they had already arrived at the palace gates in just a few steps.
Gong Bing quickly stepped forward and said, "Goodbye, Lord Liu."
"Goodbye."
Gong Bing understood Liu Tong's words, but there are no secrets that stay hidden forever. They could deceive for a while, but not forever. Once they were discovered, they would lose their heads and face the heinous crime of deceiving the emperor, which would lead to the extermination of their entire family.
Gong Bing didn't want to die, nor did she want to be scolded or beaten.
Wang Shijun quietly ground ink for Xiong Bufan, embodying the sentiment of a beautiful woman adding fragrance to his sleeves. However, she was somewhat displeased with the female officials reading the memorials, fearing they might be deceiving Xiong Bufan.
To outsiders, His Majesty possessed the majesty of a phoenix and was decisive in killing, but in the eyes of the Prince, he was still worried, after all, those ministers were as cunning as old foxes.
Shangguan Yi disliked Wang Shijun. To be precise, officials generally disliked becoming concubines, especially since this person was a man.
As Xiong Bufan listened to the memorial, he felt that implementing the imperial examination system was urgent, mainly because there were few and limited talented people available in the court.
Moreover, Xiong Bufan also wanted those students to experience the joy of the college entrance examination and feel the fierce competition of crossing a single-plank bridge. Some suffering should not be borne by her alone.
Kongkong had always been curious about Xiong Bufan's college entrance examination score. When the score was released, she covered it up tightly so that no one else could see it, and even she herself did not know her score.
"Bufan, what was your score on the college entrance exam?"
Xiong Bufan was taken aback by the question, then nervously asked, "Why are you asking this?"
Kongkong: "I think you're very intelligent, so I wanted to know how many points you got on the test?"
"I got a high score, the highest score in history."
Kongkong thought it was the highest score on the mock exam and praised, "Bufan, you're really amazing."
"That, that is."
"Kongkong, review the memorials first, we'll talk in a bit."
"it is good."
Xiong Bufan is taking national affairs more and more seriously now, and Kongkong can't help but keep praising him.
The memorials that required Xiong Bufan's attention were reviewed and approved in a short time.
General Su and Vice Minister Zhao's disaster relief efforts went very smoothly, and the restoration work was now two-thirds complete, so they prepared to return to the capital.
This time, the people's houses have been rebuilt, but they will still be washed away by the next flood.
With a wave of his hand, Xiong Bufan stationed a small army there to build dams for flood control. He also hired people to build dams based on their voluntary participation.
The fertile land washed out by rainwater outside the dam is perfect for cultivation.
General Su and Vice Minister Zhao hoped to return to the capital as soon as possible; they did not want to stay here any longer.
The disaster relief sites had nothing; the thatched houses they lived in leaked, and they had to be constantly on guard against the arrival of plague.
Everything seems to have settled down, and in fact it has.
Wang Shijun spent the whole night grinding ink, and finally went to sleep on the couch in Xiong Bufan's bedroom.
Wang Shijun felt wronged, but he believed that with time, His Majesty would fall in love with him.
The possibility of developing feelings over time is the least likely to lead to love, because if that were the case, Xiong Bufan would have already had many relationships.
Since arriving in the space, the love system has been imprisoned together, specifically with two little ginseng spirits.
Although the two little ginseng spirits were no match for Kongkong and Xiong Bufan, they had cultivated for tens of thousands of years and were not ordinary people.
The adults use roots to entangle the love system, while the little people keep attacking the love system, adding verbal attacks as well.
They hoped that through their own efforts, the bad cat would release them.
The romance system occasionally extends two hands, unleashing a skill and an attack, but it cannot stop the two little ginseng spirits from attacking him.
Kongkong sat happily to the side watching the excitement, saying, "Once this is dealt with, we'll increase your outdoor time."
The two little ginseng spirits were even more energetic. Ever since they stole the mermaid's tears, they had been imprisoned for nearly a thousand years. They would occasionally come out, but they would be taken back after a short while and then taken out by the cat to make soup. They really knew they were wrong.