At this time, when we want to stuff people into the cabinet, we can't be as casual as the first-generation cabinet team. New people of any level can be stuffed into it.

Naturally, Yang Rong had no objection to Su Wu joining the cabinet. They were all colleagues from Prince Qi's palace. Elder Yang Ge also recognized the young censor of Zuodu from the bottom of his heart.

But Yu Qian, a sixth-grade master of ceremonies, what kind of grade do you want to work with him in the cabinet?

Zhu Gaojie said calmly: "Yu Qian is my student."

Yang Rong was in awe: "Brother Yu is such a talented person, it is really more appropriate for him to serve as an errand in the cabinet. Your Highness is wise!"

Zhu Gaojie said playfully: "Yu Qian is only a teenager. You are almost old enough to be his father. You and he are brothers?"

Yang Rong waved his hand and said: "Scholars don't care about their age, they only care about their ability. If Yu Qian's scholarship can convince me, then what if I call him Mr. Yu Qian?"

"Then you scholars are really rough."

"What did your Highness say? Didn't you hear clearly just now?"

"It's okay. I praise you scholars for being so courageous."

The corner of Yang Rong's mouth twitched slightly. He seemed to have heard His Highness's voice full of contempt for scholars.

It's okay, he also looks down on scholars.

"It is said that a scholar holds a pen in his hand, and this pen is better than thousands of troops. But today, scholars read the books of Confucius, not the books of the Zhu family."

Zhu Gaojie suddenly asked wildly, "Tell me, what do you think if I form my own sect, independent of Confucianism?"

Yang Rong felt a little ridiculous: "Self-contained?"

"Yes, I plan to use Yu Qian as a driving force to establish a new school of thought."
Chapter completed!