Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

Even if they had to eat flies and shit today, they would have no choice but to swallow the shit because of Fu Youwen's direct and clear support.

No longer revealing any hidden thoughts.

"Oh." Fu Youwen just believed what they said was true. He stroked his beard slowly and said in agreement: "Yes, he is very good at handling situations, and he is also smart. He is indeed a good candidate, hehe..."

Gu Pu knew that it would be boring to stay any longer.

He then took the opportunity to say goodbye, "I have received His Majesty's reward today, so I thought I would go with Lord Yu to the Ministry of Revenue to pay my respects to Lord Fu first. Now that this matter is over, I will take my leave."

Fu Youwen nodded: "Go."

After saying this, he glanced meaningfully at Yu Xin and Gu Pu one after another, and said to Yu Xin: "You will also receive an imperial edict tomorrow, so leave your official business for tomorrow. I will also return home."

Such a big thing happened in the officialdom today, I don’t think it will remain calm.

Of course, Fu Youwen had no intention of staying and continuing to work.

At that moment, several people left the public housing one after another and went back to their homes...

When Fu Youwen returned home.

But the doorman told him, "Master, Mr. Zhan just came to visit us. I'm afraid he has just been brought into the guest room."

Fu Youwen stepped down from the carriage, frowned, and murmured softly, "It came so quickly! How did the news spread so quickly this time? It's almost unusual. Is the Forbidden City so leaky?"

Of course, Zhan Hui couldn't have come to see him for something else at this time.

But Fu Youwen always felt that something was not right, but he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

……

At the same time, in the Qianqing Palace.

After a tiring day, Zhu Yunxun lay sprawled on the dragon couch with a carefree smile on his face. He said, "Oh! This Fu Youwen, even at his age, is still working so hard. What's that called? There's an old Chinese saying, 'He who knows the current affairs is a hero.'"

"Forget it, I know what he is thinking."

Just as Fu Youwen thought.

The Jinyiwei monitored the entire country, especially the situation of officials in the capital. As soon as he called Xia Yuanji and Lin Chengxuan over, the news spread to the Qianqing Palace.

During this time, several people said something.

It was also delivered to Zhu Yunhuan's ears without omission.

After hearing that long string of flattering words, how could Zhu Yunhuan not know what Fu Youwen was thinking?

He was not annoyed about this.

After all, Fu Youwen was not going through this trouble for anything else but to declare his loyalty to him - Zhu Yunhuan would naturally be happy to see that his subordinates were truly loyal to him.

He wants the world to belong to him and all the people in the world to be at his disposal.

……

Imperial College, dormitory.

As the highest institution of learning in the Ming Dynasty, the students here have only one goal, which is to take the imperial examination held every three years and get their names on the list of successful candidates.

Even in the later college entrance examination, there were so many schools across the country, and each school had to admit thousands of students... Students from all over the country studied from six in the morning to twelve at night...

Not to mention that in this era, people from all over the country are competing for those only dozens of places.

Ten years of hard study is not just talk.

Even though it was completely dark.

The lights in each dormitory here are still bright, and diligent figures are reflected on the doors and windows.

But one of them was not.

"I was originally thinking that if Miss Fu Liu showed up today, I might get a chance to ask her for advice. Who knows... Sigh..."

This is Xia Yuanji's dormitory.

His roommates were originally excited to go to the pleasure boat to have some tea and have some fun, but they didn't expect such a thing to happen in the street.

After Xia Yuanji was summoned away by people from the palace.

Several people felt embarrassed.

They did go to the pleasure boat as planned, and even saw the "Miss Fu Liu" they had been thinking about. Unfortunately, they sat there, feeling bored... Even the beautiful and talented Miss Fu Liu didn't seem as gentle and charming anymore...

The few of them had a boring time strolling around and finally returned to the dormitory early.

At this moment, everyone present felt like ants were crawling all over their bodies, and they couldn't calm down at all - well, damn, we all go to school and go home together every day, and get scolded by the teacher together... You, Xia Yuanji, are suddenly summoned by the emperor himself... This breath is really hard to swallow...

Even if they can't eat the grapes and say they are sour, they say things like "The new emperor is incompetent, who knows why he is looking for Xia Yuanji" and so on.

But if there really is a chance to meet the emperor, would you not be happy to accept it?

No matter how harsh the words are.

I care about it to death.

Just now.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and at the same time, they could vaguely hear slightly heavy breathing, and the sound was getting closer and closer to them.

The expressions of several people in the dormitory changed and they looked towards the door.

Then, there was a "bang" as the dormitory door was pushed open from the outside. Their dear roommate Xia Yuanji was finally back...

Xia Yuanji entered the room.

First he hurried in and closed the door, then he walked to the tea table in the room and sat down, opened a teacup, poured tea, and drank tea...

I drank several cups of tea.

Only then did he stop what he was doing.

But his face still wore a look of shock, his chest heaving violently, looking like he had been through quite a shock – after all, such a big thing had hit him so suddenly. As he walked back from the palace, the suppressed emotions began to gradually release...

"What? Have you lost your soul?"