Rise From the Humble

Around noon, after having a vegetarian meal in the palace, Zhu Ping'an and Gao Gong returned to Prince Yu's Mansion from Xiyuan together.

"Oh, Zihou, tell me, what's the use of setting up an altar to hold a feast during this natural and man-made disaster?!"

On the way back, Gao Gong clasped his hands behind his back, sneered, and said to Zhu Pingan, with a look of arrogance and dissatisfaction on his face.

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Zhu Ping'an didn't know how to answer Gao Gong's question. The topic raised by Gao Gong was fundamentally politically incorrect. You must know that Emperor Jiajing wanted to cultivate and become an immortal, and he respected Taoism in his heart, and Zhaijiao is an important ritual that is indispensable to Taoism. Therefore, in this general context, any doubts and criticisms about Zhaijiao are political errors.

Yang Tinghe, a veteran of the three dynasties who was the first assistant at that time, criticized Zhai Jiao and said that Zhai Jiao was not trustworthy. Emperor Jiajing was furious and dismissed him. Xia Yan and others also learned this bloody lesson.

Don’t talk about fasting and feasting.

Master Xu Jie has reminded himself more than once.

However, with Gao Gong's character, if he praises Zhaijiao against his will in order to avoid political mistakes, Gao Gong's spittle will definitely be sprayed on his face. The boat of friendship that was finally built before will definitely capsize.

How to answer?

this is a problem.

Just when Zhu Ping'an was in a dilemma, he noticed the surrounding environment from the corner of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth instantly curled up.

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Sure enough, no one who has left a great name in history is simple, especially the old fox Gao Gong.

Zhu Ping'an cursed Gao Gong in his heart.

Next, Zhu Pingan also made an angry expression, hehehe, shook his head, his voice was not loud, but his momentum was impassioned, "Haha, in front of Brother Suqing, Pingan will not be aggressive. So. From the perspective of peace, if fasting is a matter of praying, one must be cautious and not take it lightly. Although praying is a matter of praying, when there is a natural disaster or man-made disaster, the first thing that should not be considered is to pray. "Praying for things' is a waste of manpower, material and financial resources. For natural disasters, we provide relief and relief, and learn lessons in the later period and take precautions; for man-made disasters, we must govern people strictly, govern people with laws, and clean up politics."

The reason why Zhu Ping'an dared to express his position like this was because he noticed his surroundings from the corner of his eye just now.

Now in the square, there is no one around. As long as you control the sound, you don't have to worry about what you say.

The reason why Gao Gong dared to be so angry just now must have been because he noticed this. Otherwise, with Gao Gong's IQ and more than ten years of experience in the officialdom, he could think of the unobjectionable Zhai Jiao, so how could Gao Gong not think of it.

That's why Zhu Ping'an slandered the old fox Gao Gong.

"Zi Hou's words are very true. Tao Zhongwen, an old man with a good nose, has done hundreds of fasting festivals. If the fasting festivals are useful, we should have good weather and good weather in the Ming Dynasty, and the world will be peaceful, and the eight wastelands will lead the work. How can there be such natural and man-made disasters... "

Gao Gong nodded, and then started complaining angrily. He had a very different opinion about Zhai Jiao and Tao Zhongwen.

After crossing the square, the number of people gradually increased, and Gao Gong changed the subject without leaving a trace, and came to discuss the meaning of the scriptures with Zhu Pingan. Zhu Ping'an didn't seem to notice the changes in the environment. He looked attracted by the topics on classics and meanings raised by Gao Gong, and discussed the spring and autumn of classics and meanings with Gao Gong.

In this way, while discussing Jingyi Chunqiu, the two of them arrived at Prince Yu's Mansion unknowingly.

After entering Prince Yu's Mansion, the two of them walked along the middle road towards Chang'an Palace, which is where Prince Yu's Mansion has its offices.

On the way to Chang'an Hall along the middle road, when they approached the intersection of the middle courtyard and the west courtyard, Zhu Ping'an and Gao Gong saw a group of people gathered in front of them, including men and women, mostly women, forming a chaotic mess. From time to time there were sounds of scolding, arguing, and quarreling, as well as the voices of girls crying in grievance.

What's going on here?

Zhu Ping'an looked up and saw an acquaintance in the crowd. That was Manager Liu. He was standing in the center of the crowd, playing the role of referee. However, judging from the way Manager Liu put his hand on his forehead and frowned, it seemed that he was qualified as a referee. Not optimistic.

As I walked closer, I could see and hear more clearly.

There was a piece of silk cloth on the place, and the dispute surrounding the silk cloth was between two maids. They were both young. One was around seventeen or eighteen years old, with a standard oval-seed face, delicate facial features, and a rather pure appearance; the other wanted to She is younger, looking about fifteen years old. Although she is young, she is quite precocious in development. Her chest is bulging. Although her childishness has not faded from her face, she is naturally charming, even if she is angry. The drums are all charming.

The two girls now looked like angry victims.

There were more than ten girls around, and they were also divided into two groups. One group supported the innocent girl, and the other supported the charming girl. The two sides were in a subtle confrontation.

Manager Liu stood between the two arguing girls, the referee in the middle, followed by two servants.

"You're talking nonsense. This is obviously the silk cloth I received. You stole my silk cloth."

The innocent maid pointed at the charming girl and accused her angrily, her shoulders shaking slightly, her eyes were red, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, but she was stubborn and forced to hold back, unwilling to shed tears in front of everyone.

"You're talking nonsense. This is obviously the silk cloth I received. You stole my silk cloth and raked it upside down."

The charming girl's cheeks were bulging with anger, like a hamster with a mouth full of food. She pointed her little finger at the innocent maid, trembling with anger, and big tears fell down her charming little face, which was pouting with anger. The small mouth seems to be able to hold a small silver bottle.

"I believe Mo'er. It must have been Feng'er who stole it. Just admit it honestly. You also did something wrong out of your mind. We will plead with the supervisor on your behalf. We know your details. Your father is a A broken mason, his family suffered a disaster and couldn't survive. He took his family and fled to the capital. When he arrived in the capital, your father couldn't find a job, and your mother fell ill again, so your father sold you to our house. You secretly Silk cloth, it must be for the sake of the family. Just admit it honestly. We all entered the house together and will intercede for you. For the sake of your filial piety, the management will treat you lightly. "

"That's right, Feng'er. We all came into the house in one batch. There's no need to hurt the relationship between sisters for a piece of silk. Have you forgotten how Sister Mo'er took care of you? You were sweeping the yard and missed dinner, right? Who brought you food? You broke the glass lampshade, who begged Mo Mo for you..."

"If your family is short of money, you can't steal anything..."

Several maids behind the pure maid couldn't help but stand up for the pure maid and point fingers at the charming girl.

"You guys are talking nonsense. I wasn't the one who broke the glass lampshade last time..." The charming girl's cheeks bulged even more, and she wanted to go up and scratch the face of the maid who said she broke the glass lampshade.

"Sister Feng'er brought more food to Sister Mo'er."

"Sweeping the yard should have been Sister Mo'er's job..."

"Last time I lost my hairpin and Sister Feng'er returned it to me even if I didn't pick it up. Sister Feng'er is not a thief."

The maid next to the charming maid was not to be outdone, and stood up for her to fight back against the group of innocent maids.

As for Manager Liu in the middle, he felt like countless ducks were quacking around him at the moment, and his brain was exploding.