Chapter 572: The Self-cultivation of Actors
The Shaanxi Qing Li Department of the Ministry of Punishment is operating as usual. Criminals in Shaanxi, Gansu and other places, as well as the Houjun Governor's Office, the Pingren Department, the Jingfu Army Guards, and the Hedong Salt Transport Department, etc. The case files were gathered here and carried by the clerks and distributed to the officials present.
There are a lot of files, but there are too many lice and the officials of the Shaanxi Qing Li Department have long practiced the leisurely working method. A pot of tea, a newspaper, a file, drink tea, read the newspaper, review the files, time passed slowly.
In general, the work seems busy, but the officials are still very leisurely.
The officials of the Shaanxi Qing Li Department of the Ministry of Punishment were leisurely in their busy schedule. He Ao, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment, had returned from the Yan Mansion. When the clerk whispered in his ear to remind the doctor Zhai Juntao, Zhu Ping'an was sitting at the door. It has been read through the clerk's lips.
However, doctor Zhai Juntao didn't make any comment, and Zhu Pingan didn't give any hint.
About half an hour after returning from He Ao, the doctor Zhai Juntao sent someone to ask for instructions from He Ao, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. The junior official brought a reply. After hearing this, Zhai Juntao waved the junior official to leave.
"Come here, serve tea to Mr. Zhu. It's safe, don't be restrained, just treat this as the Hanlin Academy. He Shangshu will send someone to inform us when he is done." Zhai Juntao, the doctor, smiled and ordered people to serve Mr. Zhu. Serving tea in peace made Zhu Ping'an less restless and looked very enthusiastic.
"Thank you, Ping An, Mr. Zhai."
Zhu Pingan stood up and cupped his hands to express his thanks. He slightly raised the corners of his lips and gave a disdainful smile. Zhu Pingan could not hear what the little official just said. , but it can be read through lip reading. The clerk's reply was that he should dry himself out first.
Haha, boil the eagle? Is this psychological warfare?
As expected, those who can reach the position of Minister are not fuel-efficient. Sometimes waiting is the most torturous. Several reminders from the Ministry of Punishment make people feel that the matter is urgent, but when I came to the Ministry of Punishment, others But he left himself alone, not saying anything about Chen Qing, just letting himself wait. Urgency and uneasiness will be waiting to slowly ferment. The longer the wait, the greater the collapse of the defense line in the heart.
Then, if the other party waits for work, he will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.
Of course, maybe He Shangshu didn't take himself seriously at all, and it was just a habit.
If it were ordinary young men who were new to the officialdom, they would probably collapse themselves while waiting, just as they thought... However, it was a pity that they met Zhu Pingan.
Zhu Ping'an was more laid-back than the officials of the Shaanxi Qing Li Department. He sat comfortably at the table near the door. The man in his decent official uniform was in good spirits. On the desk was a volume he had just borrowed from the Qing Li Department. I read Zhu Yuanzhang's "Admonitions to Encourage Officials" and flipped through a page from time to time.
While reading, I would pick up a cup of hot tea in my hand. Holding the teacup in my left hand, holding the tea lid in my right hand, I would gently flick the rim of the cup a few times. The Longjing tea leaves in the teacup would fly up and down under the tug. The tea in Feiwu became more and more fragrant.
In modern times, Zhu Ping'an rarely drinks tea, and even when he drinks tea, he is not very particular about it. When watching TV, he was very puzzled by the fact that the ancients always took the bowl lid and flicked it twice when drinking tea. Only after arriving in the Ming Dynasty did we understand the reason.
Drinking tea was an elegant thing for the ancients. They paid attention to its shape, color, smell and taste. In this case, use the lid to stir the edge of the teacup. The stirring of the upper water will cause the tea to form convection in the teacup. , just like the tea ceremony, let the tea leaves fly, making the tea more flavorful and the tea aroma more intense. If you like to drink clear tea, just stir it a few times less; if you like to drink strong tea, stir it a few times more.
In addition, modern tea cups have a metal filter for filtering tea leaves to avoid drinking tea leaves into your mouth. There was no such device in ancient times. The ancients used the tea lid to move the tea cup to move the tea leaves and residues to the other side, so as to avoid taking a sip of tea while drinking tea.
Oh, yes, tea cups in ancient times did not have that metal filter. I had just finished my apprenticeship in the Hanlin Academy, and I was still thinking of finding a way to make money. By the way, if this filter invention was "borrowed" from the Ming Dynasty, would it be possible? Getting started?
Well, in modern times, it can be said that everyone has a cup with a filter. The market has verified that it works in modern times, but there is no reason why it wouldn’t work in ancient times. Ancient people liked drinking tea more than modern people. After all, in ancient times, tea was the only beverage available, and people had no choice. It can be said that the market was bigger than modern people.
This is possible. Of course, we will discuss this in the future.
While Zhu Pingan was drinking tea and thinking about the filter, Zhai Juntao, a doctor in the Shaanxi Qing Li Division of the Ministry of Justice, looked at Zhu Pingan from time to time without any trace. Then Zhai Juntao was shocked.
Zhu Pingan was sitting comfortably, drinking tea elegantly, and thinking about the filter in a deep way, which was also regarded as reading a book by the doctor Zhai Juntao.
Then, Zhai Juntao came to a conclusion that shocked him. This young man who had just entered the officialdom was so calm in this situation, as calm as a mountain even in rain or shine. People who have been immersed in the officialdom for many years may not be able to reach this level. Such a young man can actually reach such a level with his Qi cultivation skills.
While Zhu Pingan drank three cups of tea and read two books of Ming Dynasty laws, Zhai Juntao, the official of the Qing Dynasty, finally got up and took Zhu Pingan to meet with He Ao, the Minister of Punishment.
However, before meeting with the Minister of Punishment, Dr. Zhai first took Zhu Ping'an to the Nursing Home of the Ministry of Punishment to receive the files on Zhu Ping'an's memorial.
There are three officials in Zhaomo Office, all of whom are around the eighth rank, and there are about ten copy clerks. When they saw Zhai Zhai Zhong and Zhu Pingan coming to the door, they all put down what they were doing and came to see them. .
The Zhaomo Office of the Ministry of Punishment is somewhat similar to the offices of modern governments and enterprises and institutions. It is mainly responsible for sorting and filing files, accepting and issuing documents, polishing the six-fang files, brushing the files, recording stolen goods and redemptions, etc.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhu Pingan smelled the strong smell of calligraphy and ink.
Mr. Zhai always had a friendly smile on his face, and he called the officials in the care center by their names familiarly, which made everyone feel flattered. If he hadn't learned about Dr. Zhai's character through lip reading at the Shaanxi Qing Li Department, Zhu Ping'an would have been fooled by this man's affinity.
But now...
It’s nothing more than an actor’s self-cultivation.
After leaving the Zhaomo Institute, we went directly to the outside of the office of He Ao. He must be a selfless and honest official who focuses on his work, but... how can He Shangshu, who can collude with Yan Song and become a member of Yan Song's party, be so honest?
He Ao is very famous.
His fame comes from his two imperial staffs, which were used by two generations of emperors to make him famous. His brother, Emperor Zhengde of Jiajing, wanted to tour the south, but He Ao remonstrated to stop him, and was beaten with a stick by Zhengde; in the early years of Jiajing, when they discussed "big gifts", He Ao went against the order, and was beaten with a stick by Emperor Jiajing, and almost Beaten to death. Two strokes of the imperial staff brought He Ao huge fame.
What a pity.
He Ao was pretty good in his early years, but now he has become a member of Yan Song's party and has deteriorated.
"Why did Ping An sigh?" Dr. Zhai had very sharp ears. When he heard Zhu Ping An's sigh, he thought it was Zhu Ping An who was afraid. He smiled secretly in his heart. He was still young. Now he knew it was too late. It was too late. Earlier What are you doing?
"Nothing." Zhu Pingan smiled slightly and shook his head gently.
When Dr. Zhai saw this, he smiled knowingly and didn't ask any more questions. (End of this chapter)