Chapter 342 The imperial examination started the day before (Part 2)
Under the warm greetings of Yan Shifan and others, Zhu Pingan bowed his hands to everyone present, and then sat down at the table "flattered".
After sitting down at the table, Zhu Ping'an discovered a problem, that is, Ouyang Zushi was not at the banquet. Didn't it mean that this was a banquet for the palace examination? Ouyang Zishi was also going to participate in the palace examination tomorrow, so why didn't he come? What about this so-called imperial examination banquet?
So many things are connected together, all confirming that today’s banquet is undoubtedly the Hongmen Banquet!
Yan Shifan, the left minister of the Ministry of Industry, was a third-rank official. His father, Yan Song, was the chief minister of the cabinet, a bachelor of Yingwu Hall, a young master and the crown prince's grand master, a young master, and a bachelor of Huagaidian. One person was worth ten thousand people. above; even these strict party members here are figures who cannot be underestimated in the court.
Although Zhu Pingan had guessed it from the beginning and was now convinced that this was the Hongmen Banquet, he, Zhu Pingan, still had to come to the party.
I understand the truth, but people still have to do it. reject?
If you refuse to give it a try, the little finger of everyone here is thicker than your thigh. How can you refuse it? Put yourself in their shoes, if you in modern times suddenly receive a banquet invitation from a senior official or mayor, or an invitation from your principal, boss of your unit, etc., and they are very sincere and send you four or three times. Someone comes to invite you and says that if you don’t come to the banquet, I will come to invite you personally. Try to see if you can refuse?
"Ouyang caught a cold today. He is resting at home. He is not feeling well and cannot attend this banquet. Otherwise, it would be better for Ouyang to ask Zihou for advice." Yan Shifan was an extremely smart man and just glanced at Zhu Pingan's eyes guessed what Zhu Pingan was thinking, and he explained with a hearty smile.
"That's really unfortunate, but I think Brother Ouyang has his own destiny, and his body will definitely recover as before tomorrow." Zhu Ping'an took over Yan Shifan's words and comforted him with a very concerned expression on his face, But in my heart, I was filled with sarcasm, but it was just that people were too hard to expose it.
"With Zihou's good words, as a cousin, I would like to drink a drink with Zihou for Ouyang and Zihou to express my gratitude." Yan Shifan said and stood up with the wine glass.
Nima, aren’t you trying to get me drunk? The palace examination is tomorrow, get drunk today, and take your sister's palace examination! Zhu Ping'an looked at Yan Shifan holding the wine glass and the other people around him who were getting ready to go, and in his heart ten thousand horses were having fun.
Bullying others with power!
At this moment, Zhu Ping'an's desire for power suddenly increased several times. Today's field is just inferior to others. However, Zhu Ping'an, who has read countless history books, is well aware of the future situation of the Ming Dynasty. Yan Song can still serve as the first assistant for nearly ten years. Although the situation is forcing him to do so, for the sake of ideals and ambitions, he must still lie dormant and wait for opportunities. What I want to do is not cannon fodder! Xu Jie can endure it, so why can’t I?
A gentleman hides his weapon in his body and waits for the time to move!
"How dare you ask Mr. Yan to toast me? I should be the one who respects Mr. Yan."
As he said this, Zhu Ping'an stood up with the wine glass in his hand and paid homage to Yan Shifan. The lower rim of the wine glass was lower than Yan Shifan's. He elegantly covered the wine glass with his sleeves and dropped the hairpin into the glass without leaving a trace. He glanced at it and saw that the silver plug of the hairpin had not turned black and had not changed to other colors. There should be no problem with the wine, so he felt reassured. .
"However, Zihou will have the palace examination tomorrow, so he can't be greedy. Let's just try it briefly."
Yan Shifan was quite satisfied with Zhu Ping'an's knowledge, but he didn't watch it. I noticed Zhu Pingan's little moves, but they were not as good as Zhu Pingan's. He poured wine into Zhu Ping'an as he thought, but instead said to everyone present:
"You too, don't let Zi Hou get greedy. We are here to test the power of Zi Hou Palace, not to tease Zi Hou." The only thing Zi Hou has to drink today is this.”
As soon as Yan Shifan finished speaking, others present expressed their opinions, "Master Yan, please rest assured. Although Zihou is young, his talent and learning are of great importance. He is also the favorite to win the first prize in the imperial examination. How could we be confused at this juncture."
This was somewhat beyond Zhu Pingan's expectation. After Zhu Pingan had a drink with Yan Shifan, he sat at the table with a little surprise.
“Today we are going to test for Zihou’s palace. You are all people who have passed the palace examination, so don’t hide it. If you have any precautions and experiences, tell Zihou and give him a helping hand. ." Yan Shifan said to everyone at the table.
Then Zhu Pingan understood!
This is not the Hongmen Banquet. Zhu Pingan was silent outside the window, feeling heartbroken. Although this is not the Hongmen Banquet, it is not a good banquet either!
"I am Shang Dazhi, the official doctor of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. I was born as a second-class Jinshi in the Jiachen Branch in the 23rd year of Jiajing. I am not familiar with the palace examination, but I have some experience." A four-year-old sitting not far from Zhu Pingan The middle-aged man who was more than ten years old looked at Zhu Ping'an and said, this man is Shang Dazhi, the official doctor of the Qing Dynasty in the Selected Works of the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
"I have met Mr. Shang, and I dare to ask for advice." Zhu Ping'an cupped his hands and said.
“It’s not about giving advice, it’s just about sharing experiences.” Shang Dazhi picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and then started to talk, “The prelude to the palace examination is correct, and the candidates who are tested in the palace examination will make the same policy on current affairs. To get the imperial examination, you need to know the Holy Spirit’s will.”
Shang Dazhi put down his tea cup, looked at Zhu Ping’an meaningfully, and kept silent for the time being.
It wasn’t until Zhu Ping’an invited him with a “warm” and “cooperative” expression that he continued to speak:
"In the sixth year of Jiajing, the Holy One once said, 'The text in the examination room must be plain and elegant, and no flashy and dangerous words are allowed to spoil the style. The test recording will only be slightly polished according to the scholar's text.' Zi Hou must know this very well. The Holy Master said Those who like it are pure and elegant, sincere and sincere writing, full of flowers, flashy and beautiful writing, It’s just a coincidence, a flash in the pan, not a long-term solution.”
Zhu Pingan just listened to Shang Dazhi’s words. For Emperor Jiajing, Zhu Pingan has a historical advantage, which can be said to be better than that of the Ming Dynasty. Ninety-nine percent of people need to know about Emperor Jiajing.
Emperor Jiajing was a fickle person. For example, he personally carved the words "Xu Jie, a villain, will never be hired" on a pillar in the main hall; however, Xu Jie is still Instead of becoming the Minister of Rites, according to historical trends, Xu Jie will enter the cabinet in about a year and a half!
More than twenty years have passed since the sixth year of Jiajing. Emperor Jiajing’s preferences have changed drastically during his alchemy practice.
Pure and elegant, sincere and honest? Then come and tell me what Qingci is all about.
Of course, it doesn't mean that Emperor Jiajing doesn't like purity, elegance, sincerity and honesty. I liked eating meat yesterday, but I can't be vegetarian today! This depends on Emperor Jiajing's mentality when he asked the question. As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Especially for a king as smart and eloquent as Emperor Jiajing, he must always be attentive and pay attention to everything.
After Shang Dazhi finished speaking, another person soon pulled Zhu Pingan to talk about his experience.
He talked for a long time, and after he finally finished, another person came to add a few sentences. This supplement lasted for a long time. After he finally finished, another person came to explain his experience. It goes round and round, non-stop, it can be said that when you finish singing, I will take the stage!
But when they were talking, they also liked to ask and answer Zhu Pingan, forcing Zhu Pingan to participate.
Zhu Ping'an's face was full of gratitude for asking for advice. He listened to their eloquent talk and answered their questions and answers, but his eyes were paying attention to the changes outside the window:
The sun shone brightly outside the window at the beginning, then slowly turned red and the sun set in the west, then turned dim and yellow, and then it became dark outside the window with the moon on the willow branches. Now it is getting dark...
The watchman outside has already knocked on the second watch! It's already late at night!
"Okay, okay, look, you guys have endless exchanges of opinions. Zihou has to take the palace exam early tomorrow morning. Okay, Zihou, you have to get up early to take the palace exam tomorrow. Come back quickly, oh, by the way, sit in my sedan, no one dares to stop me even during the night.”
Finally, Yan Shifan interrupted the poor Shang Dazhi and others who were talking about their experiences, and was very concerned. Said to Zhu Pingan.
Nima, you have a Zhuangxing banquet, from noon to eleven o'clock in the evening, and you still have to endure this group of ducks, what kind of exchange of experience, one pitfall after another in your words!
Tired of sitting, tired of listening, tired of talking, damn, I have to go home in the middle of the night, and I’m drunk too! (End of this chapter)