Chapter 975: Roll up your sleeves and work harder
After noon, Zhu Pingan had just finished lunch, and was invited to the study by King Yu. In the study, Zhu Pingan met his young father-in-law from Xiyuan. The young father-in-law came to convey Emperor Jiajing's oral instructions and ordered Zhu Pingan and Gao Gong to go to Wuyi Hall in Xiyuan to write Qingci.
Emperor Jiajing will hold a natural fast tomorrow to pray for Datong, Xuanfu and all the people of Ming Dynasty.
Natural Zhai is one of the Zhaijiao rituals among the Six Zhais of Lingbao. It is a Zhaijiao ceremony specially designed to pray for the common people.
Today, in addition to the invasion and occupation of farmland by generals in Datong and Xuanfu towns, Emperor Jiajing also received information about drought and locust plagues from Datong and Xuanfu. In the name of the parents of the common people in the world, The Emperor Jiajing deeply felt the suffering of the people in Datong, Xuanfu and other places, so he held such a natural fast to pray for the people of the world, especially the people of Datong and Xuanfu.
After Zhu Ping'an arrived at King Yu's study, he met King Yu, Gao Gong, who had arrived first, and the young father-in-law who came to announce the decree.
After Zhu Pingan entered the door, he greeted them one by one.
"Haha, Zihou, there is no need to be polite. Since everyone is here, little Eunuch Zhang, please declare the decree." King Yu nodded, then looked at little Eunuch Zhang with a smile, indicating that he could convey it Oral instruction.
"The younger one announced the decree."
Little Eunuch Zhang bowed to King Yu, then straightened his body, faced Zhu Ping'an and Gao Gong, and slowly read out the Emperor Jiajing's "I have often heard that the Holy Emperor and the wise king are on the throne, the yin and yang are in harmony, the weather is smooth, the sun and the moon are shining, the stars are aligned, the people are peaceful, and their lives are prolonged. Today I respectfully inherit the heaven and the earth, and I am honored above the princes. I cannot candle the candle." Looking around the world, virtue is not enough to stabilize the people. Floods and droughts continue year after year. In addition, generals from Xuanfu and Datong towns invade and occupy the farmland, causing hardship to the people. I feel deeply ashamed, so I hold a natural fast to pray for the people. Now we order Qian Dongyang, a bachelor at the Jingwang Palace, and Xu Pu, a bachelor at the Imperial Palace; Gao Gong, a bachelor at the Yuwang Palace, and Zhu Ping'an, a bachelor at the Yuwang Palace; and others from the Hanlin Academy to go to the Wuyi Hall in Xiyuan to present Qing Ci. "
This time, Emperor Jiajing announced that there were eleven people to enter the Wuyi Hall to submit Qingci. There were two places in Prince Yu's Palace, two in Prince Jing's Palace, four in Hanlin Academy, and the other three places were from the Ministry of Rites. of. Of course, the main force in writing Qingci was Yan Song, Xu Jie and other cabinet ministers in Wuyi Palace, and Zhu Ping'an and the others were all partial masters.
"I, Gao Gong, received the edict."
Gao Gong knelt on the ground expressionlessly and received the edict.
"Your Majesty Zhu Ping'an accepted the order."
When Zhu Ping'an accepted the order, he had a respectful expression on his face, but in his heart he was slandering Emperor Jiajing for the effort and expense of holding a natural fast. , it is better to study policies that benefit the people, or reduce taxes for the people in Datong, Xuanfu and other places.
After receiving the oral instructions from Emperor Jiajing, Gao Gong and Zhu Ping'an said goodbye to King Yu and followed their young father-in-law to Wuyi Hall in Xiyuan.
After being away from Wuyi Hall for more than a month, Zhu Pingan came to Wuyi Hall again.
As soon as he entered Wuyi Hall, Zhu Pingan heard a "rustling" sound of writing. Looking around, everyone in Wuyi Hall was preparing Qingci, and everyone rolled up their sleeves and worked hard. With his posture, he kept writing and devoted himself to the creation of Qingci.
The young father-in-law led Zhu Pingan and Gao Gong to a room at the back of Wuyi Hall. This room is like a classroom. There are three rows of tables, each row has five tables, and there are a total of fifteen sets of tables and chairs in one room. In this room, Zhu Pingan met several acquaintances, such as Li Chunfang, Yuan Wei, and Guo Pu.
"Haha, brother Suqing and Zihou are here." Li Chunfang saw Gao Gong and Zhu Pingan , stood up and said hello with a smile.
"Brother Zishi/Master Li." Gao Gong and Zhu Ping'an smiled and greeted.
"Brother Su Qing."
Yuan Wei stepped forward and greeted Gao Gong warmly, deliberately ignoring Zhu Pingan who was beside Gao Gong.
This Yuan Wei is really a small-minded person. Seeing this, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but curve the corners of his mouth.
After the ceremony, everyone got into the intense preparation of Qingci. Tomorrow will be a fast festival, and these poems must be presented before Emperor Jiajing goes to bed in the evening. Emperor Jiajing will select the best ones and burn them to heaven tomorrow.
Tonight, everyone will contribute at least one poem.
"It's really boring."
After Zhu Ping'an sat down, he twitched the corner of his mouth and complained weakly and silently.
There must be at least fifty people in Wuyi Hall, including Ge Lao Yansong, Xu Jie and others. It is no exaggeration to say that they are all the elites of the Ming Dynasty. They are supposed to handle political affairs and serve the Ming Dynasty. We offer our opinions and suggestions for construction, but now everyone is writing Qing Ci here, and the Qing Ci that everyone worked hard for one night will end up being burned tomorrow
What a waste this is.
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Emperor Jiajing, Emperor Jiajing, how come such a smart emperor got stuck in alchemy and Taoism. If he were not obsessed with this, with Emperor Jiajing's talents and abilities, he would be the master of the ZTE, so how could he leave a mess for future generations.
In his heart, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but complain crazily about Emperor Jiajing.
"Hey, Zihou, what are you muttering about?" Yuan Wei's sharp eyes saw the curvature of the corners of Zhu Ping'an's mouth and couldn't help but ask.
“Oh, Mr. Yuan, I was just saying, roll up your sleeves and work hard.”
Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an turned to look at Yuan Wei with a bright smile. After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to have a big fight.
This kid is really cunning. Just looking at the shape of his mouth, he was clearly complaining, but now he is showing a positive attitude. Looking at Zhu Pingan's bright smile, Yuan Wei seemed to have swallowed a fly. Uncomfortable.
"Haha, roll up your sleeves and work hard. That's right, young people are full of energy." Li Chunfang smiled and gave Zhu Pingan a thumbs up, and then followed Zhu Pingan's example and rolled up her sleeves too. stand up.
"Roll up your sleeves and work hard"
The little eunuch serving tea in the room silently wrote down this sentence, thinking about it later when the Holy Master asked about the progress of Qing Ci. You can tell Master Xiao Zhu’s words to His Majesty. He will be very motivated as soon as he hears these words. His Majesty will definitely be satisfied after hearing this.
Complaints are complaints, but Qingci still has to be written.
Although Qing Ci is indeed useless to the common people, for myself, Qing Ci is still useful. At least, if Qing Ci is written well, it can win the attention of Emperor Jiajing, which is a great road for promotion and salary increase.
Through this Qingci Avenue, walk onto Qingyun Road. The higher you go, the greater your energy will be. The more energy you have, the more things you can do for the people of Ming Dynasty in the future, and the greater your efforts will be.
After Zhu Pingan rolled up his sleeves, he spread rice paper, picked up a pen and dipped it in ink. I started to write Qing Ci with my heart. (End of this chapter)