Chapter 27 A ray of light breaks through the darkness
Zhang Juzheng taught the little emperor to read seriously. In the eyes of the little emperor, an hour passed very quickly, but for Zhang Juzheng, it was really a bit too long. Seconds are like years, and the little emperor will throw out some questions in every article and sentence. These questions are continuous, coherent, and even a little deviant.
The most important thing is that for the knowledgeable Zhang Juzheng, these difficult-to-answer questions are what he must face.
After the banquet was finally over, Zhang Juzheng felt a sense of relief. He suddenly had a strong impulse to let Wang Xilie or Ge Shouli teach the little emperor how to read!
Faced with those tricky but fact-based questions, these Confucian scholars are the best at talking on wheels. Let them sophistry with His Majesty!
Didn’t Ge Shouli question Zhang Juzheng’s exclusive use of the banquet? Then let Ge Shouli come and face these untouchable slides! Then let Wang Xilie come and see how difficult the feast is!
Zhu Yijun stood up and bowed slightly, which was the end of today's performance.
And Feng Bao sent a small Huangmen to signal the bachelors who were attending him to make a copy for him. As a eunuch, Feng Bao did not have a famous teacher, so he read many books with stumbling and half-understanding. I don’t understand. I have already practiced the Qi Ren Jing at the twelfth level. So to replenish ammunition, I have to start from the area where civil servants are best at - the Four Books and Five Classics.
Defeat the enemy in the area where they are best at, and you will cause double the damage and humiliation to the enemy!
The arguments between His Majesty and Zhang Juzheng are extremely profound. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand them. Zhang Juzheng, the chief minister, doesn’t understand them very well. Why should he, Feng Bao, understand them?
He knew that his vocation was to bite people, and it was enough for him to understand what the sages said.
In the afternoon, Zhu Yijun met his sparring partners. Among the ten people, there were two people Zhu Yijun was more concerned about.
The first one is Zhao Zhenyuan, the eldest son of Zhao Mengyou, who was a Jinshi in the 44th year of Jiajing, the commander of Henan Dusi, and the commander of Jinyiwei.
The other one is Luo Sigong, the son of Luo Bingliang, the son of Jinyiwei who brings salary to thousands of households and punishes thousands of households.
Zhu Xixiao is already a bit old. The fathers of the two ten-year-old children Zhao Zhenyuan and Luo Sigong in front of the little emperor, Zhao Mengyou and Luo Bingliang, are all strong competitors for Daming Tishuai.
Zhao Mengyou and Luo Bingliang are both martial artists. Their ancestors started the army from Emperor Taizu Gao of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, and were veterans of the Zhengri and Moon Banner of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhao Mengyou has an advantage in competing for Tishuai's position because Zhao Mengyou is a serious martial arts scholar.
Zhu Yijun's sparring group has increased from ten Xiaohuangmen to twenty people, but today it is still boring and boring.
In Zhu Xixiao's words, there are no shortcuts in practicing martial arts. It is all hard work. For example, it takes three years to get started. It requires perseverance, perseverance, and is extremely hard work.
For the Ming Emperor, there was absolutely no need to suffer these hardships. If he wanted to show off and balance the power of the factory guards, it would be enough to come and see him every day.
The afternoon sun shone through the simple window bars and shone into the martial arts room. It cast a layer of golden yellow on Zhu Yijun's body, which was squatting in the stance. Behind him was a group of children standing in the stance.
The temperature is gradually getting warmer, and Zhu Yijun's forehead is covered with a thin layer of sweat. Zhang Hong is holding a towel next to him, and he doesn't know if he should wipe his forehead with him. sweat.
"Trash!" Zhu Xixiao kicked Luo Sigong hard in the buttocks, and was furious. His Majesty's words came true. The noble son really couldn't hold on.
Luo Sigong actually started to relax while standing, his center of gravity was raised intentionally or unintentionally, and his clenched and stretched fists also began to relax. The moment Zhu Xixiao turned his head, Luo Sigong actually held his knees and wanted to take a rest. .
Zhu Xixiao listened in all directions and looked in all directions. From the corner of his eye, he had already seen that the ten-year-old Luo Sigong was a little slack. When the boy held his knees, Zhu Xixiao kicked him up without any hesitation. .
What a shame!
Your Majesty’s words are irritating, and Luo Sigong’s performance is even more irritating!
Feng Bao was happy when he saw it. The little Huangmen were all from poor backgrounds. Even in the palace, they were hungry and well-fed. If they had the opportunity to practice martial arts with the emperor, they would cherish it especially , once the performance is poor, it will be the fate of the family for life. How dare you slack off?
But these nobles are different, they just don’t do anything, and their families also have thousands of households with command and official positions waiting to be inherited. Even if they fail to practice martial arts with the little emperor, they will go home and wait to inherit the official position. That is, you will not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life.
This is why Feng Bao did not dare to bully the little emperor anymore, and was even so submissive that he was a little scared.
Because although the little emperor is young, he is an out-and-out ruthless person.
Isn’t the status of the emperor more noble than the status of these warriors? However, since practicing martial arts, no matter how tired and hard the little emperor is, he will not let his body deform even if he practices to the point of limping. He will even use harsh words to anger Tishuai and train strictly.
What kind of terrifying perseverance is this?
Be ruthless to others, and be ruthless to yourself.
Zhu Yijun slowly recovered from the squatting position, with his head and eyes straight, looking forward, and calmly breathed for about five or six breaths. After finishing the exercise, he smiled and hammered his legs, and sighed again, young It's just good.
He took the towel handed over by Zhang Hong and wiped his sweat, then walked to the beaten Luo Sigong.
Zhu Xixiao was a bit old, but with the force of his kick, Luo Sigong was still kicked to the ground. And because his legs were weak when standing in the stance, Luo Sigong couldn't stand up for a while. In full view of everyone, Ten-year-old Luo Sigong's eyes were full of tears, flowing down.
My family members warned me not to bring shame to my ancestors when I entered the palace, but Luo Sigong really didn't persist.
Zhu Yijun showed a bright smile, stretched out his hand to pull Luo Sigong up, and said with a smile: "Tishuai, don't be too harsh."
Luo Sigong was afraid of Zhu Xixiao's punishment, afraid The scolding of his parents and uncles, and the fear of ridicule by the eunuch Wu Xun who was also his training partner. At the moment when he was kicked down, Luo Sigong was so scared that he was shaking all over. He was at a loss. He was just a ten-year-old child, and he didn't know how to face all this. , so scared that the whole world turned into darkness.
His Majesty the Supreme Emperor walked up to him. The most noble man in the world stretched out his hand. Luo Sigong reached out and took the hand that was stretched out in front of him and stood up.
At this moment, these hands and His Majesty's smile were as dazzling as the only ray of light in a completely dark world.
"Behave well and don't be lazy in the future. If you are caught by Tishuai again, I will not plead with you again." Zhu Yijun let go of Luo Sigong, turned to Zhu Xixiao and said reproachfully: "Qi Shuai Lianbing is a harsh person, so there is no need to be so angry with children."
Zhu Xixiao roared angrily in his heart, saying that others are children, but you are not a child yourself? As a noble emperor, His Majesty can insist, why can't Luo Sigong!
Your Majesty has said it before, saying that noble children should not be brought to the martial arts room, even the little eunuch can't compare!
Who is it! Zhu Xixiao realized that he had become a bad person, and His Majesty had become a good person. Why was Your Majesty so skillful in winning people's hearts by singing a red face and a black face?
The sunny and cheerful little emperor is clearly a sinister and cunning person!
Zhu Yijun said very solemnly: "I always do things over and over again. I allow all my sparring partners to make mistakes, but I will never make a third time."
< br>Everyone disbanded on the spot, just to change clothes. Later, these Xunwei, Dao Sheren, and Xiao Huangmen will follow the little emperor to Jingshan to hoe the earth. This is also physical labor and endurance training.
Plowing and plowing fight, how can we fight without plowing?
If you don’t work hard, why should you practice martial arts? Go home and spend time in a brothel. Wouldn’t it be a happy life? Why go to the emperor's side to serve as a sparring partner?
Zhu Yijun walked up to Empress Dowager Li and began to take today’s exam. As the first person in charge of the Ming Emperor’s academic work, Empress Dowager Li would take exams one and two every day, especially the content she had learned in the previous days. Take it out and take a test.
Zhu Yijun answered fluently without any mistakes or omissions.
"The child went to Jingshan to play!" After Zhu Yijun finished speaking, he ran to Qianqing Palace to change clothes.
Looking at Zhu Yijun's fast running figure, Queen Mother Li did not blame the little emperor for his misconduct, but was slightly worried. This martial arts training and farming work are all very hard. If she gives up halfway, she is afraid that It is to attract more criticism.
Zhu Yijun ran very fast. He had a lot of questions to communicate with the old farmers, and Zhang Juzheng also recommended a talent, Xu Zhenming, a figure in land reclamation and water conservancy.
Xu Zhenming is in his thirties and looks quite capable, but his skin is slightly darker due to exposure to wind and sun. He carries a bamboo strip bookcase on his back instead of the more common hardwood bookcase. .
Everyone who takes the imperial examination, takes the imperial examination in Beijing, or studies in the Imperial College must carry a hardwood bookcase. After all, the fellow gentry will support him. Carrying a bamboo striped bookcase will be ridiculed.
But Xu Zhenming, as a Jinshi, carried a bamboo strip book box, which is related to Xu Zhenming's inheritance.
Xu Zhenming had to bathe and change clothes when he was about to meet the emperor, but the place where the emperor received him was in Jingshan. The purpose was to farm. Xu Zhenming did not take out his court clothes, but wore a cotton-padded jacket with a linen jacket outside. He was dressed like an old farmer. two.
His hands are covered with calluses.
"I pay my respects to Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty." Xu Zhenming put the book box aside, knelt on the ground, and greeted him respectfully. This was his first time meeting a saint. to the living emperor.
Most Jinshi can only meet the emperor during the palace examination. Since Emperor Jiajing, there is no chance to even meet the emperor during the palace examination.
Emperor Longqing, during his six years in power, even Gao Gong could not go to the palace to pay homage to the emperor. It was not until the final visit of Emperor Longqing that Gao Gong saw him for the last time.
After Emperor Longqing's great success, Gao Gong petitioned to seize the power of the Supervisor of Ceremonies and asked him to report everything to the emperor. Was it because he was not reverent, or did he think this was the right thing to do?
"In the future, when you play the right match in private, you don't have to kneel down to play the right match." Zhu Yijun smiled and signaled Xu Zhenming to get up. From the first meeting, Zhu Yijun liked this courtier very much. He didn't know how to do anything but only farm.
But it was this farming business, dressed like an old farmer, that made Zhu Yijun feel at ease with him.
Xu Zhenming was a Jinshi in the fifth year of Longqing's reign. What is the status of a Jinshi?
That was like a fish leaping over the dragon's gate, and that was a series of leaps in class. Xu Zhenming could actually choose another way of life, but he chose to do things, that is, he was a comrade. If we can walk together, we will naturally have fun together.
Xu Zhenming was a little stunned. The Ming Dynasty had strict etiquette and would not kneel before the saints. Even Hai Rui, who was carrying a coffin and scolding Emperor Jiajing for making everyone clean, did not dare to be so rude. When there is a conflict between etiquette and imperial power, who should be listened to? ?
Xu Zhenming said without hesitation: "Thank you, Your Majesty for your kindness."
When there was a conflict between etiquette and imperial edict, Xu Zhenming chose to listen to the emperor.
Xu Zhenming is planning to return to his hometown. It is a shame for a Jinshi to return to his hometown in despair after serving as a county magistrate for two years. However, the family status in the capital is very high. Xu Zhenming is really He didn't have much money to find his way around, and no one recommended him, so he had no choice but to go back.
Just when Xu Zhenming was about to leave Beijing, the chief steward of the Quanchu Guild Hall, You Qi, found Xu Zhenming and asked him to pack up and go to Jingshan to meet the saint. Xu Zhenming was overjoyed and got a job. The eunuch came and asked him to prepare agricultural books for the audience.
“What’s in your book box?” Zhu Yijun looked at the bent bamboo strip book box and asked with a smile.
Xu Zhenming opened the book box and said a little shyly: "I have also annotated the agricultural books I have read over the years, as well as some simple thoughts and notes on land reclamation and water conservancy."
Zhu Yijun was overjoyed. He looked at the rolled-up books, some of which had been chewed by book beetles. He looked at Feng Bao and said, "Feng Daban, can you prepare a pest-proof book box for Xu Xu? "
"I'll go and get it now." Feng Bao's cheek injury was better, and his forehead was still covered with gauze. He didn't tell anyone else, but immediately ran to the inner prison, Your Majesty. What you say is particularly lively, what does it mean to be able? !
The emperor consulted with the eunuchs in the palace instead of giving orders. This is the life score.
This kind of birth made Feng Bao often frightened. He asked for fame and power, but first of all, he asked for life. If he was born with an emperor's chief ceremonial officer and eunuch, he would not live long.
Zhu Yijun is actually not polite or polite. He is only ten years old and has no financial power. Who knows if Empress Dowager Li has given him any prohibition against high consumption? A pest-proof hardwood bookcase is not cheap. The box costs six or seven taels of silver, which can buy a yellow-flowered girl.
Feng Bao had extremely flexible standards when it came to pleasing the emperor.
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