Chapter 709 Night Watch
In the evening, the sun finally restrained its fiery temper and became a little gentler, and the steaming heat also dissipated a lot.
It's almost time to get off work.
Sure enough, soon the sound of bells and chimes sounded.
It’s time to get off work.
Si Zhi's first day went smoothly.
Zhu Pingan stretched out from the sea of memorials, let out a long breath, put down his rolled-up sleeves again, reached out to pick up the cup in front of him, and took a big gulp of herbal tea. .
Getting up
Just as I was about to say something to some of my colleagues in the room and prepare to leave after get off work, I heard a burst of footsteps coming from Wuyi Hall, and then I heard a footsteps When I came to the door, I heard a drake voice coming from the door, "The Holy Spirit is sympathetic to the hard work of all the adults, and has specially ordered the slaves to bring dinner to you, please enjoy it slowly."
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Four dishes, one soup, and a basket of steamed buns were brought in by a little eunuch.
After the little eunuch left, Zhu Pingan stood up and looked at the four dishes and one soup that were all delicious and delicious. He was slightly surprised, and then said happily: "Hey, the benefits of Wuyi Palace are good, and dinner is provided. .Wouldn’t it happen every day in the future? Koufu has tasted the skills of the royal chef. The two dishes and one porridge in the last palace trial are still a bit unforgettable to me."
As soon as Zhu Pingan finished speaking, he saw the other two colleagues in the room raising their heads, looking like idiots. He glanced at himself.
"Haha, Zihou doesn't know. Wuyi Hall does not serve dinner every day. Every time dinner is served, it means that we will be on night duty in Wuyi Hall today." Li Chunfang stood up and shook her head with a smile. Shaking his head, he explained.
Uh
Doesn't that mean I have to work overtime all night today? ! Zhu Ping'an finally understood why the two colleagues looked at him that way.
But
Life is like being annihilated. If you can't resist, then enjoy it.
Zhu Pingan did it.
Now Li Chunfang and the other three have seen Zhu Pingan's appetite. Zhu Pingan ate half of a basket of steamed buns by himself. With Zhu Pingan as a new force, the four dishes and one soup in this office can also be eaten. First CD.
The skills of the imperial chef are truly incredible.
After dinner, Zhu Ping'an strolled to the palace gate as if he had eaten, and informed Liu Mu and Liu Dadao who were waiting outside the palace gate, asking them to go back and tell Li Shu. , I will be on duty at Wuyi Hall tonight and will not go back.
After returning to Wuyi Palace, Zhu Pingan received the task.
Qing Ci
Qing Ci
Still Qingci.
Emperor Jiajing will hold a fasting and prayer ritual at Taiyi Hall tomorrow at noon. He needs Qingci prayers to communicate with the Three Qing Dynasties, so he will present Qingci to the Cabinet and the Hanlin Academy.
Yan Song attached great importance to it and ordered everyone in Wuyi Hall to immediately put down what they were doing and devote themselves to the important matter of Qingci. They must not miss the holy feast at noon tomorrow.
Qingci is such a frivolous thing. Even Zhu Pingan is good at it, but he still racks his brains to write it.
There are only a few famous Qingci in history. Excluding those written by Yan Song, Li Chunfang, Yuan Wei and others, there are not many left. These famous green words of "ownerless" cannot be used so easily. Just like good steel is used on the blade of a knife, it must be used at critical moments.
Therefore, Zhu Ping'an could only rack his brains and create his own Qingci.
Night falls slowly, the lights in Wuyi Hall are brightly lit, and all the officials are concentrating on writing Qing Ci, especially Yan Song, the elder of Yan Ge, who stands out as a serious and responsible person, and even Yan Shifan, who came to report on the work, stays to write Qing Ci. Words.
After working hard until around midnight, Zhu Pingan and others carried their tired bodies to the low duty cabin to sleep.
Zhu Ping'an was assigned to sleep in a room on the side. The room number was "Wuxu", which was adjacent to the toilet in Wuyi Hall.
Although Wuxu Shilu is a single room, it is too low and too small. It is estimated to be only about five square meters. It is a simple small board room. It can only fit a bed, a table and chairs. There is nothing else, don't even think about the wardrobe, bathroom or anything else. It is several times more shabby than the simplest office in a certain county that Zhu Pingan saw in modern times.
The quilt had a musty smell
Fortunately, the room was so hot most of the night that there was no need for a quilt. Zhu Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating tone.
With the stifling heat and mosquito bites, Zhu Ping'an didn't know how he fell asleep.
The next day, Zhu Pingan got up early and was woken up by people coming to the toilet one after another. After getting up, Zhu Pingan went to the toilet and followed other officials to a corner of Wuyi Hall to wash up. Then we had breakfast together.
The bells have not yet rang, and it has not yet come to work. The three elders, Yan Song, Xu Jie, and Lu Ben, have all arrived early in their respective offices to concentrate on Qingci.
The leaders were working so hard, and no one below would dare to be lazy, so Zhu Pingan started working consciously along with the officials.
Going to the toilet on the way, passing through Wuyi Hall, looking at the scene of painstaking writing of poetry up and down in Wuyi Hall, Zhu Ping'an shook his head and sighed
Military and national events cannot be compared. A green poem.
After going to the toilet and returning, Zhu Pingan witnessed with his own eyes a young official from the Ministry of War who came to report the military situation of Anda Khan's invasion of Jiliao. He had been waiting outside the office door of Mr. Yan Song Yan Ge.
The reason
It turned out that Yan Song, Senior Yan Ge, had not finished writing the Qing Ci, so the people on duty outside asked the officer reporting on the military situation to wait outside until Senior Yan Ge had finished writing the Qing Ci, and then went in to report. Interrupting Mr. Yan Ge's train of thought.
Last time, an official came to report the military situation of Jiangnan Japanese pirates invading Taizhou and other places. He didn’t know that Mr. Yan Ge was writing Qing Ci, so he pushed the door directly in. As a result, Mr. Yan Ge’s train of thought was interrupted and he was harmed. The quality of the Qing Ci in the hands of Yan Ge's veteran was poor.
Not only the officials who reported military information were severely punished, but the people on duty outside were also severely criticized.
So, from then on, the people on duty outside had a good memory, and every time they wrote Qingci in Yan Ge, they paid special attention. Whoever came, they had to wait outside. Mr. Yan Ge finished writing a poem before speaking, lest someone interrupt Mr. Yan's train of thought again.
Zhu Ping'an returned to the room. After completing the assigned tasks, he took a look around the door while pouring tea.
It was discovered that the official who reported the military situation of Anda Khan's invasion of Jiliao was still standing upright outside the old gate of Yange.
But what made Zhu Pingan curious was that after waiting at the door for so long, the official showed no emotion at all on his face. He still stood upright, like a spear holding the sky, but his sharp edge was restrained, as if he was once released. It's like it can pierce the sky.
It’s not simple. This person is so majestic and majestic. He should not be an unknown person.
Zhu Pingan's eyes couldn't help but light up. He thought silently for a moment, then shook his head, unable to guess who this person was. There were many famous military generals during the Jiajing period, including Hu Zongxian, Qi Jiguang, Yu Dayou, and Tan Lun. There were also many military generals and officials in history who had nowhere to display their talents. How could I have guessed it? (End of this chapter)