Chapter 410 The Appetite is Great, Tianjingsha
While drinking and drinking, everyone became familiar with each other. Once they became familiar with each other, they talked more. Of course, it was Hanlin after all, and everything they said was elegant. Qi, talking about the four books competing for a hundred schools of thought, is still different from Yan Shifan and others.
The imperial doctors at the Imperial Hospital across the street were also drunk and seemed to be arguing about which prescription was better for treating typhoid fever. One of the imperial doctors mentioned that the first thing to do is civility and martial arts are not the second. Pharmacology and medicinal properties need to be discussed clearly. , and then the debate continued.
"There is no first in literature, no second in martial arts. How about arguing with each other?" The people on the Hanlin Academy heard the argument on the other side, smiled and said this cliché again, and proposed a Debate topic.
"Yi Er, each article has its merits, and it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior, so there is no first place in words and essays; warriors compete with swords, guns and sticks, and superiority is easy to distinguish, so there is no second place in martial arts." One person present was outspoken. The classics put down their wine glasses and expressed their opinions first.
This is probably how many people interpret this sentence.
However, after the classic man finished speaking, Yuan Wei on the side burst into laughter after hearing this, "I have other opinions. Scholars are modest and polite, and they dare not say that they are the best. Dare to be called the number one, so there is no number one in words and essays; as for those who are warriors, they are reckless. If you are competitive and want to win, you should not admit that others are better than you, and argue that you are the best, so you say that there is no second in martial arts.” If they don't agree, they draw their swords and point them at each other, causing blood to flow." Another person echoed.
“Essays are not always powerful, and their writing styles are very different. Everyone has their own preferences for radish and green vegetables, and it is difficult for everyone to agree, so words and essays are not the best. Warriors are also reckless men. Two people compete against each other. If they win, they will win, and if they lose, they will lose. One or two It’s easy to see.” Some people also put forward their own opinions based on the two people’s opinions.
This kind of debate is not as complicated as modern times. You can almost say whatever you want, as long as you want to say it, you can say whatever you want. Many people made comments, including Zhang Siwei and Zhang Juzheng.
Zhu Ping'an looked at whoever spoke and looked like he was listening carefully, but he was actually practicing lip reading.
"Zi Hou listened carefully, why don't you try to say something?" Li Chunfang looked at Zhu Ping'an, and then everyone also turned their eyes.
Uh
Zhu Pingan was studying lip reading. Hearing what Li Chunfang said, he was a little startled. He also listened carefully to what everyone said just now, and this topic is very simple. Very, basically there is no difficulty, it’s just about similarities and differences in opinions. In fact, when it comes to Wen Wu No. 1 and Wu Wu No. 2, I remember reading Gu Long’s martial arts novels before and saw another interesting version. I might as well bring it up and share it with everyone.
Thinking of this, Zhu Ping'an smiled and nodded, and then said softly, "Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, haha, I think the other way around is better, Wen Wu is the second, Wu Wu is the second 1. ”
Wen Wu is second, Wu Wu is first?
This is the first time for everyone here to hear this statement. When Zhu Pingan put forward this statement, they couldn't help but make a sound of surprise. Why is it better in turn? Wen Wudi two? Just now, when I said that martial arts had no second place, I meant that martial arts men were reckless, but when I said that civil servants had no second place, could it be that Zhu Ping'an meant that men of letters despised each other?
Literaturemen look down upon each other? This is a taboo word among literati. Does it mean that the new number one scholar is too young and a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?
So everyone looked at Zhu Pingan, and were very concerned about how Zhu Pingan would explain.
"There is no second place in literature and no first place in martial arts. This is because there is no first place in literature and no first place in martial arts." Zhu Ping'an said with a smile, "Confucius gathered all the achievements of our Chinese culture and created Confucianism. It has been passed down to this day, and it is no different. As for martial arts, there is no one who is recognized as the first. There is no second in literature, and there is no first in martial arts."
It was almost the first time for everyone to hear this statement, and they found it very novel. Indeed, Kong Sheng deserved to be the first. What everyone just said was almost a commonplace, but Zhu Ping's proposition of being second in literature and first in martial arts was a brand new proposition, and everyone began to debate again around this proposition raised by Zhu Ping.
From civil and military to Confucius and Sheng, then to the Four Books and Five Classics, and then to Zhu Xi. The people of the Hanlin Academy are truly amazing people with eloquence.
While the banquet culture was booming in Hanlin Academy, Taiyuan Hospital was also competing vigorously. The distance was not very far, and the voices from their side could also be transmitted, but the voices were very unclear, but Because Zhu Ping'an was facing them, he could reconstruct their conversation from their mouth movements and vague voices.
In fact, the main argument was between the young imperial physician and other imperial physicians. It should be that Emperor Jiajing wanted to be immortal, so he arranged some improved prescriptions for the imperial hospital in an attempt to achieve immortality.
“Taking mercury for a long time and mixing it with good things appropriately can prolong your life.” An imperial doctor said so.
"The "Nei Jing" says that refining sulfur can make the skin longer and strengthen the body." Another imperial doctor quoted the classics and argued.
"Many classics have said that Ganoderma lucidum is a fairy grass, and eating it for a long time can prolong life. We should send orders to various places to collect Ganoderma lucidum, snow lotus and other materials for the Holy Spirit's use in making elixirs." Another imperial physician An idea was put forward, which was echoed by many imperial doctors.
"Absurd! Nonsense. Mercury comes out of sand and becomes mercury, which is a highly poisonous product and should not be taken internally, especially for pregnant women; sulfur comes out of minerals, is acidic, warm, and toxic, and returns to the kidney and large intestine meridian. Taking it internally may cause diarrhea, so it is a taboo; Ganoderma is rare, has the effect of increasing wisdom, improving color, beautifying, detoxifying and internally regulating, so why is it said that it can prolong life and prolong life? If the nationwide collection is a waste of people's resources, why bother?" The young imperial doctor shouted. refute.
"Li, what do you know? This is recorded in the classics and what the ancestors said." Many imperial doctors cited scriptures to attack the young imperial doctor.
"Classics, classics, classics have many shortcomings and even many fallacies. In addition, since the Song Dynasty, the number of medicines has gradually increased. For the sake of the sage and the common people, we should revise the Materia Medica, delete errors and correct them, and do field research." Young The imperial doctor was a little excited.
"Well, the surnamed Li is here again. You are an imperial doctor, not a Hanlin scholar. What do you know about book repair! Only after you have studied your prescriptions is it true."
"Listening" to the argument at the Imperial Hospital, Zhu Ping'an Suddenly he was thoughtful, Materia Medica, book repairer, surnamed Li, uh, that young imperial doctor couldn't be Li Shizhen, right? This is a famous miracle doctor, so he must find a chance to get close to him. Befriending Li Shizhen is like having an extra life-saving talisman.
As time went by, the jars of wine on the table were all empty. Although Zhu Pingan deliberately paid attention to drinking less, he did drink a lot less than others, but after all, Zhu Pingan drank a lot. Xiao, I still drank too much.
Poems were often composed at banquets in ancient times, not to mention that this was a banquet held by the Hanlin Academy. For some reason or who suggested it, all the Hanlin officials wrote poems one after another to express their gratitude to this banquet. Compose a poem as a souvenir.
Yuan Wei took the lead. While everyone was still thinking about it, he finished it in one stroke. The writing style and connotation of the poem were excellent, very beautiful, and everyone applauded.
The poems written by Zhang Juzheng and others are also very good.
But the most eye-catching thing about this banquet is the poem written by Zhu Ping'an who was drunk: roast duck with fish head with chopped pepper, sweet and sour pork ribs with prawns, boiled meat slices and chicken feet, meat skewers and chicken racks, Stir-fried bean sprouts with fat sausage.
The poem is composed of the names of the dishes, and the names of the dishes are all on this table. It is really a poem to commemorate this banquet.
"Hahaha, Zihou, you are so appropriate." Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Zhu Ping'an's poem "Tian Jing Sha" spread quickly, and it didn't take long for the poem to arrive at the table of Emperor Jiajing. Emperor Jiajing had factory guards to monitor the world, and he could eat whatever the ministers had for dinner. It was clear that the Hanlin Academy's gathering party was naturally monitored by the factory guards.
"Haha, it's interesting. It's the first time I've read such an appetizing word. Huang Ban, please prepare such a table for me tomorrow." After reading it, Emperor Jiajing smiled and ordered Huang Jin.
"Why not tomorrow? I will let the imperial kitchen prepare the food now."
Huang Jin's affection for Zhu Pingan increased even more at this time. Emperor Jiajing had an appetite after taking the elixir in the past few days. The lack of energy made Huang Jin very nervous. Seeing Emperor Jiajing's appetite at this moment, Huang Jin could finally let go of his heart hanging in his throat. (End of this chapter)