Pei Yan pondered for a moment and said, "The original requirement for the relief rate of poor families is 40%, so why not increase it to 60%. Moreover, it is strictly forbidden for aristocratic families to impersonate poor families."

"Okay." Wu Zetian said, "Then make sure it is like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Rengui suddenly stood up tremblingly from the chair.

Seeing Liu Rengui stand up, Pei Yan felt a sudden heartbeat.

I thought that this old guy had already spoken out many times, and he thought he had already thought of retreating and was ready to give up the dominance of the government.

Is this his illusion?

The old guy wants to show his fangs again?

Pei Yan suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Guo Waifeng, Cen Changqian and Guo Zhengyi were excited.

To be honest, because Liu Rengui was too low-key, he gave up the dominance of the government to Pei Yan, which made the three of them have to be vocal in the political affairs hall and had no sense of existence.

But today, are you finally going to draw your sword?

"Ge Lao Liu." Wu Zetian said, "Do you have any different opinions?"

"Oh no." Liu Renguidao, "The Empress Dowager, the old minister plans to beg for bones and return home."

"Begging for bones?" Wu Zetian was stunned when she heard this. This was a bit beyond her expectations.

Cen Changqian and the other three also looked at each other, only Pei Yan was ecstatic. Is the old guy going to retreat completely? If he retreats, he will be able to take over the power and he will have the final say in the government!

In time, he might have become a powerful minister like Changsun Wuji. Wouldn't it be beautiful?

Wu Zetian seemed to be shocked by Liu Rengui's request, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

At this time, Cen Changqian, Guo Kaifeng, Guo Zhengyi and the others finally reacted.

"Gemaster Liu, this matter must not be done." Guo Daifeng said anxiously, "You are the pillar of the Tang Dynasty. The imperial court can do whatever it takes, but you cannot be missing!"

"Please take back your life."

Cen Changqian and Guo Zhengyi also bowed to the ground.

Hearing this, Pei Yan's face turned dark.

What nonsense? Will the court stop moving if it leaves Liu Rengui?

Wu Zetian seemed to finally come back to his senses and said, "Gei Liu, the court cannot do without you."

Liu Rengui said sincerely: "Empress Dowager, the old minister is old and his energy is no longer as good as before. Please let the old minister return home for many years of hard work for the Tang Dynasty."

"Gei Master, you..." Wu Zetian was speechless.

At this time, Pei Yan said: "Empress Dowager, by age, Master Liu is indeed supposed to live his life."

"Okay." Wu Zetian sighed and said again, "It is said that life is rare in seventy years. Master Liu Ge is over 80 years old. It is indeed inhumane to let you stay in the court to do things for the Tang Dynasty."

After a pause, Wu Zetian said again: "However, Master Liu has worked hard for the Tang Dynasty for many years and has made great contributions. Even if he retires, he should have a first-class courtesy. I wonder if Master Liu has any requirements?"

"Request?" Liu Renguidao, "I don't ask for anything."

"How can this be done?" Wu Zetian said frankly, "If the court had no expression, wouldn't it be a cold heart for the people of the world?"

Liu Rengui thought for a while and said, "The Empress Dowager has put this in her opinion, so the old minister will make a request."

Speaking of this, he said, "Aren't Pei Sicheng planning to publish the classics, history and collections of books in the Secret Pavilion? The old minister wanted to buy a thousand copies with his personal investment and give them to the poor children in the Imperial College for free."

"Ah?" Hearing this, not only Pei Yan, but also Cen Changqian and the others were stunned.

Liu Rengui also said to Liu Yizhi: "Liu Jijiu, there are more than 1,000 poor children in the Imperial College. The old ministers bought a thousand volumes of classics, history, and literature, and they could almost be assigned to everyone."

"But the only thing is that this thousand volumes of classics, history, and texts are not allowed to be taken away."

"No matter whether the poor family passes the exam or passes the exam, they are not allowed to take away classics, history, and collections."

"This thousand volumes of classics, history, and literature need to be left to the poor children who will take the exam in the future. This is a gift given to the poor children of the Imperial College, and it can be regarded as the old minister's last wish for the Tang Dynasty."

Liu Yizhi straightened his clothes and gave a big bow.

"Xiaoguan is willing to give gifts to all the poor students of the Imperial College!"

"No need to thank you." Liu Rengui, "I am also from a poor family and know the suffering of poor families, so I don't want the poor children of the Imperial College to repeat the same mistakes."

"Gei Master Xie."

Liu Yizhi bowed again.

Pei Yan couldn't help but exchanged glances with Cui Zhiwen and Li Yiyan.

According to their original intention, they definitely don’t want Liu Rengui to do this.

There are more than 2,000 male students in the Imperial College, but there are really more than 1,000 poor children.

The reason why these more than a thousand poor children's studies are inferior to those of aristocratic families is that they cannot borrow books, and almost no aristocratic families are willing to lend books to them.

Even if you borrow, you will only be willing to borrow for a short time.

Because paper is expensive, poor families cannot afford to copy books.

Therefore, if a poor family wants to study, they rely on listening and learning, and then they are rote memory.

But how can I read a family with a scholar in this way?

But if Liu Rengui bought a thousand copies of classics, history, and papers and gave them to them, the result would be different.

Those poor children are willing to make a living. If they have books, the children of aristocratic families will not be able to read them at all. In this way, by the spring exam next year, the admission ratio of poor children will definitely increase greatly.

In this way, the probability of children from aristocratic families passing the exam is greatly reduced.

How can this work? Isn’t this seriously harming the interests of the noble families?

Pei Yan subconsciously wanted to object, but then he held back.

Because after Liu Rengui retired and returned home, he became the only auxiliary minister.
Chapter completed!