One Thousand One Hundred and Sixty-One: Fa Xu Pei, the First Princes to Kill (31)

Although he has great ambitions, even Wei Ci can't help but gasp when he thinks of the current lineup under the lord's account.

why?

He was afraid that he would not be able to get a spot.

In the previous life, His Majesty specially built the Golden Scale Pavilion to commend the meritorious officials.

Civil servants and military generals, each take ten people.

At first, it was planned to take nine people each, because the number of heaven and earth starts with one, and finally nine, and the number ten is unlucky.

However, His Majesty has a left-handed heart, so he wanted to choose ten people, which meant perfection, and the objections of all the ministers were invalid.

Others don't mention it, Xu Ke, Feng Jin, and Sun Wen, these three died in tricks in their previous lives, and missed the Golden Scale Pavilion.

It's different now, as long as they live to the end of the world, can Jinlin Pavilion be without them?

The list of civil servants suddenly dropped by three, and thinking about the counselors who had surrendered to the lord one after another in previous lives, Wei Ci couldn't help but feel drummed in his heart.

What is it called the Golden Scale Pavilion? It might as well be called the Conferred God List.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, Wei Ci enjoyed the golden sunshine and the fresh river breeze, digging out the old almanac deep in his memory.

Since there are ranks, it is natural to have first and second.

But who is the first choice for civil and military affairs?

All the ministers were so red-faced and thick-necked that the poor and aristocratic families could not compete with each other. Although His Majesty took advantage of the troubled times to beat the family so that they dare not show their heads, but at the beginning of the establishment of the Jiang Dynasty, it was the time when people were urgently needed, and the family was full of talents. This is a good opportunity for them to take advantage of the situation.

The Jinlin Pavilion civil and military list became a stage for them to compete, love and kill each other.

The poor family and the aristocratic family are not giving in, and the poor family is rising slowly. If the second and third generations can stabilize their footsteps, sooner or later they will be able to join the ranks of real nobles, and even become an emerging family. Most of the important officials in the court came from poor families, and the aristocratic families couldn't do anything to them for a while.

They can only hold their noses and take a step back, so as not to hurt both sides, who let their heads be pressed down by His Majesty.

There are a total of ten places in the civil and military rankings, and the two parties will be divided into half points. Is that the case?

After dividing up the places, they began to compete for the first place in the civil and military rankings.

The number one civil servant must be Feng Jue, right?

They have followed His Majesty since he was a bandit. If Feng Jue hadn't planned for several years, His Majesty's unification of the world would have had steep twists and turns.

The number one military commander must be Yang Tao, right?

He has a strong overall strength and a high prestige in the military, so it seems that there is nothing wrong with being the first.

Wei Ci had no objection to the candidate for the first civil servant, but the candidate for the first military general was really screwed.

Does the family think that the bonfire burning under Yang Tao's buttocks is not strong enough, and insists on adding another match?

Yang Tao's identity is already sensitive, and his martial arts is not top-notch. If he competes for the number one general again, he will be killed.

The family doesn't care about this, they can't accept being suppressed by a poor family.

The result?

They were fighting in private, and His Majesty had been sitting on the Diaoyutai, watching them sparring indifferently.

When the civil and military lines were listed, the two factions were collectively confused.

After cooperating with them for so long, His Majesty didn't take their words seriously?

The number one civil servant is not the popular candidate Feng Jue, but Qi Guanrang, who comes from a slightly cold background and acts low-key, and Feng Jue is the second.

Even Wei Ci did not expect this point.

If he remembered correctly, he clearly remembered that His Majesty put Feng Jue's portrait first.

The number one military commander was Fu Wang, who was criticized by the outside world for his "wolf ambition", and his background was extremely low.

Sixty percent of the people from poor families accounted for an almost overwhelming victory.

However, the humble family did not laugh till the end, because in addition to the civil and martial arts double list, His Majesty also set up a heavenly work list.

Unlike aristocratic families or poor families who rely on family groups or are about to form a group situation, the Tiangong list is only for individuals.

No matter men or women, no matter how poor or poor, no matter how old or young, anyone who can invent things that benefit all people, benefit the national defense and the community, contribute to the future, and benefit the world can be listed. The country will come forward to carry forward the skills, and even donate a share of the profits to individuals.

Regardless of the fact that there is only one point, the profits in it will make merchants all over the world jealous.

The first animal to be on the Tiangong list also occupied the place on the martial arts list, so it can be said to be a real winner in life.

Wei Ci went south to Nansheng this time,

Not only did he have to persuade Yang Tao to form an alliance, he also had to take that beast away by the way.

This person is none other than Wei Ci's treasure from his previous life - Bo Ning.

He didn't believe it anymore. In the previous life, he could be coaxed into An Min's tent, but in this life he couldn't be coaxed into the lord's tent.

Wei Ci checked his memory carefully and found nothing missing, so he relaxed his mind and rested on the bow of the boat.

Xu was thinking day by day and dreaming at night, Wei Ci kept talking about it before going to bed, and in his dreams he also remembered what he hadn't dug out.

In the dream, Wei Ci came to congratulate Bo Ning on two rankings alone.

The other party was twirling his gray beard, instead of being happy, he looked depressed.

【Alas, Zixiao—you are the only visitor who is the most comfortable looking at today. Just for congratulations, nothing else. 】The other party looked at the fish pond on the corridor, and said sullenly, 【This old man was born in a humble family, so naturally he wanted to compete with the aristocratic family in the court, and fight for the livelihood of the vast number of poor scholars, but——but the one we are talking about is really scary, If it wasn't for His Majesty's permission, the old man would really like to become an official, so as not to be that bellows mouse and get angry at both ends—]

As a hot celebrity, he received olive branches from the two factions, but Bo Ning, who knew the inside story, didn't want to get involved.

So worry more than.

【What does this mean? 】

The other party asked mysteriously, 【How do you think this old man got on the Tiangong list? 】

Wei Cidao, [Naturally, it is because of the contribution of the secret recipe of gunpowder and firecrackers to strengthen the national defense, which has contributed to the country for thousands of years. 】

The other party let out a heck and shook his head.

[No, no, it's just because His Majesty likes the old man, maybe you have something to do with it. 】

Wei Ci was about to ask in detail, Bo Ning said earnestly and authentically, [If a poor family competes with an aristocratic family, both sides must suffer. No matter how hard they fight, can they still find the palm of His Majesty? To be disrespectful, even if His Majesty Long Yu is the guest of honor, as long as the royal blood is still there and the Tiangong list is still there, the two factions are just a thing in the palm of the emperor-Zi Xiao, don't get involved! 】

Wei Ci smiled wryly, 【Ci is just a small person, how can he intervene in the battle between gods and immortals? 】

He was completely discouraged by the "meteorite falling from the sky" a while ago.

【Well, if you think so, the old man has nothing to say. ] Bo Ning seemed to think of something, and said again, 【You supported Wei Shi earlier, Wei Shi pulled the tiger's skin to show off his power, intentionally or unintentionally offended many people. Now that the rumors are getting tighter, no one from a poor family dares to go too far. You take the opportunity to hibernate, which is a good way to protect yourself. Heh, as soon as the three lists of civil, military and natural crafts are released, the mad dogs that bit you before have all stopped. 】

Then, Bo Ning rambled on something.

Wei Ci listened casually at that moment, pouring one cup after another of sake into his stomach, he couldn't even remember what Bo Ning said, but it was very clear in his dream.

Bo Ning said, 【The Heavenly Works List, you can let whoever you want to be on the list... Throwing you a piece, let you take advantage of it for nothing, and play a play with her... Sigh, you can also be in it for nothing Chaotang - this speed is simply faster than Ascension. The poor families of the aristocratic families fight back and forth, and to put it bluntly, it is for the benefit of the word. The accumulation of generations is not as good as His Majesty's reward. Alas, the more Mr. Bai thinks about it, the more he feels that the water is too deep. It's better to go back to his hometown and continue selling firecrackers. There is something for the poor family to fight back and forth, Zixiao, don't you think? 】

Aristocratic family refers to a family of noble family status and has been an official for generations.

In the era when book education and dissemination were difficult, they occupied a lot of resources, and through accumulation from generation to generation, they educated countless talents. Educated talents can consolidate the interests of the family, accumulate more background, and make the entire interest group indestructible.

In the final analysis, the success of the aristocratic family lies in their rich capital and standing higher than others.

If life is a game, a poor family is born at the beginning, and a family is born halfway or even at the end.

Can--

No matter how many resources the family possesses, no matter how rich the background is, it is still subject to the development of the times after all.

When the big guys rely on cold weapons and fight on horseback, His Majesty can give the recipe for gunpowder and more to any trusted confidant. A small prescription, coupled with His Majesty's secret support, can give birth to another new force in an instant, disrupting the rhythm of poor families or aristocratic families.

If you can't keep up with the changing pace of the times, no matter if you are a family or a poor family, you will eventually be abandoned by the times.

It's like flying a kite. The person who controls the spool is Your Majesty. How high and how far the kite flies is all in her mind.

Bo Ning always thought that His Majesty would play tricks, but the facts proved that the people who played tricks were from aristocratic families and poor families, and they didn't know they were led by the nose.

Wei Ci clearly realized that he was dreaming, and the content was the memory deep in his mind.

He remembered clearly that when he visited Bo Ning that day, he felt very depressed.

He also thought about the list of civil servants, but it turned out to be delusional.

When Bo Ning brought out good wine to entertain, Wei Ci drank a lot in depression, and didn't understand what Bo Ning said in detail.

Now it's a dream but a dream.

In the dream, he was muddled, but he could hear clearly!

Like thunder, the fragmentary clues gradually pieced together.

His Majesty--

Wei Ci was terrified in his heart, and suddenly opened his eyes, the dazzling sunlight made his eyes hurt.

Subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, and it took a long time to adapt.

When his consciousness regained consciousness, Wei Ci found himself in a cold sweat, and everything in the dream became clearer.

He thought that he knew His Majesty very well, and knew the current lord very well, but looking back and thinking about that dream——

Wei Ci found out in disbelief that what he knew might only be the tip of the iceberg.

His Majesty in the previous life had already started to make arrangements at some point. She was playing a big game of chess, but he didn't know anything about it.

at the same time--

Jiang Pengji opened her eyes and pulled her mental power away from the yin-yang jade pendant in time. She rested her chin on her left hand and turned the brush with her right hand.

He muttered in his mouth, "Bai Ning? Which little fairy is this again?"

Just as he was thinking, a messenger from outside the tent said, "Report—an urgent secret report from the front line!"

"Come in."

Jiang Pengji restrained her extra thoughts, and the messenger hurriedly entered the account, and handed over the sealed bamboo tube.

She squeezed it casually, broke the bamboo tube, and took out the secret letter inside.

Wei Ci went to Nansheng on a business trip, but Xu Pei would not stop fighting because of this.

Whether it's Xu Pei or her, both sides are tentatively stretching on the verge of life and death.

There was no large-scale war between the two families, but small fights, such as attacking a certain small county, you retreat and you advance, and I retreat and you advance.

"Gentle" is like flirting.

Jiang Pengji knew what Xu Pei was waiting for, he was waiting for Huang Song to send troops.

She was also waiting, waiting for Wei Ci's news, waiting for Huang Song to enter the game.

If she didn't rub Huang Song and Xu Pei on the ground, she would really be sorry for Zixiao's hard work these days.

"Oh, thinner, darker—"

Staring at Huang Song's secret letter to dispatch troops, Jiang Pengji murmured.

Messenger: "..."