Rise From the Humble

After noon, Zhu Pingan had just had 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 ritual 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. Emperor Jiajing, who regarded the people of the world as his own responsibility, deeply felt that Datong The people in the towns of Datong, Xuanfu and other places are suffering from hardship, so they decided to hold 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 the oral message.

"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 oral edict of Emperor Jiajing, "I have often heard that when the holy emperor and the wise king are in power, the yin and yang are in harmony, the weather is smooth, the sun and the moon are shining, and the stars are shining. position, the people will be at peace, and their lives will be prolonged. Today, I respectfully inherit the heaven and earth, and I am honored above the princes. Ming cannot illuminate the world, and virtue is not enough to stabilize the people. Floods and droughts continue year after year, and there are Xuanfu and Datong. The generals of the town invaded and occupied the farmland, causing hardship to the people. I feel deeply ashamed, so I hold a nature fast to pray for the people. Now I order Qian Dongyang, a bachelor at the Jingwang Palace, and Xu Pu, a bachelor at the Imperial Palace; Gao Gong, a bachelor at the Imperial Palace, and Xu Pu, a bachelor at the Imperial Palace. Zhu Ping'an, a bachelor, and others from the Hanlin Academy immediately went to 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 hold my head high to receive the order."

Gao Gong expressionlessly knelt on the ground to receive the imperial edict.

"Your Majesty Zhu Ping'an accepts the order."

When Zhu Ping'an received the order, he looked respectful, but in his heart he was full of slander towards Emperor Jiajing. With the time and expense of holding a natural fast, it would be better to study the policy of benefiting the people, or to provide benefits to the people of Datong, Xuanfu and other places. Reduce some taxes.

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 Ping'an heard a "rustling" sound of writing. Looking around, everyone in Wuyi Hall was preparing Qingci. Everyone was rolling up their sleeves and working hard, not picking up their pens. He dropped out 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." After Li Chunfang saw Gao Gong and Zhu Ping'an, she stood up and said hello with a smile.

"Brother Zishi/Master Li." Gao Gong and Zhu Ping'an smiled and greeted.

"Brother Suqing."

Yuan Wei stepped forward and greeted Gao Gong warmly, deliberately ignoring Zhu Ping'an who was beside Gao Gong.

This Yuan Wei is really a narrow-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 Qing Ci. 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 made a weak and silent complaint.

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 should handle political affairs and provide advice and suggestions for the construction of the Ming Dynasty. However, Now everyone is writing Qingci here, and the Qingci that everyone has worked hard on all night will end up being burned tomorrow.

What a waste.

Why

Emperor Jiajing, Emperor Jiajing, how could such a smart emperor get 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 mumbling about?" Yuan Wei's sharp eyes saw the curvature of the corners of Zhu Pingan's mouth and he couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, Mr. Yuan, I was just saying, roll up your sleeves and work harder."

When Zhu Pingan heard this, he turned to look at Yuan Wei with a bright smile. After he finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to have a big fight.

This kid is really cunning. His mouth was clearly complaining just now, but now he was acting positive. Looking at Zhu Ping'an's bright smile, Yuan Wei felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

"Haha, roll up your sleeves and work hard. It's good to say that 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.

"Roll up your sleeves and work hard"

The little eunuch who was serving tea in the room silently wrote down this sentence, thinking that when the Holy One asked about the progress of Qingci later, he could tell the Holy Master Xiao Zhu's words. Full of energy, the Holy Father must be satisfied after hearing this.

Complaints are complaints, but Qingci still has to be written.

Although Qing Ci is indeed useless to ordinary people, it is still useful to myself. At least, if Qing Ci is written well, it can win the attention of Emperor Jiajing, which is a great road to promotion and salary increase.

Through this Qingci Avenue and onto Qingyun Road, the higher you go, the greater your energy will be. The greater your energy, the more you can do for the people of Ming Dynasty in the future, and the greater your efforts.

After Zhu Pingan rolled up his sleeves, he laid out rice paper, dipped his pen in ink, and began to write Qing Ci with all his heart.