Daming Yinghua

Chapter 392 The little helper throws it into the bowl again

After Qian Qianyi finished speaking, like many confident and extraordinary scribes in this era, he squinted his eyes, which probably made his gaze look more profound.

He pursed his lips again, raised the corners of his mouth, and the beard that had not yet turned white on his chin fluttered slightly in the spring breeze.

All these facial decorations seem to be more eager than waiting for customer acceptance, waiting for surprise responses such as "Juniors have long admired the name" and "Mr. is the most talented in Jiangnan."

This is a display that Qian Qianyi is already familiar with.

He is a son of a noble family and is also the most beautiful person in the examination hall. Although he has been idle for ten years and lectures in his hometown, who in the southern Zhili area does not know his importance?

If he hadn't been well-known among scholars, how could Zhao Nanxing have tried his best to persuade Mr. Ye Ge to recruit him to compile the "Records of Shenzong" even after the great talent of Donglin got into trouble of cheating in the examination room?

However, there was no spark in the eyes of the woman opposite her, and her expression only seemed to be reminiscing about something.

After a brief silence, Zheng Haizhu finally spoke: "It turns out to be Mr. Mu Zhai. I heard Mr. Huang say it several times."

Qian Qianyi was unhappy: Do I need Huang Zunsu's words to express my reputation? You started your career from Nanzhili, how could you not know about me?

This Zheng family, as Zhao Nanxing said, in addition to being on good terms with Huang Zunsu and Lu Xiangsheng, he didn't even bother to pretend to be complimentary to the real masters and backbones of their Donglin sect.

"Oh, Huang Zunsu," Qian Qianyi said, trying to show the demeanor of a courteous corporal, "he told me about my wife's situation. After hearing this, I felt that it was not easy for my wife. A woman could actually enter the Wenhua Hall to give lectures."

What a familiar recipe.

It seems emotional, but in fact it is dwarfing.

Zheng Haizhu smiled lightly: "Indeed, thanks to the two masters Yang and Zuo, as well as Sun Hanlin, who took care of me, this junior can become the prince's master."

"Well, in this case, I want to test you." Qian Qianyi continued to add ingredients to his recipe. "Do you know what happened in the Wenhua Palace when the current emperor was still the prince?"

"Junior doesn't know."

"You haven't been in the officialdom for a long time, so you don't know about it, and you're not surprised. At that time, the saint had just passed the age of youth and entered the Wenhua Hall to study. There was an official who didn't understand the rules. After paying homage to the saint Kong, he stood on a pair of bronze cranes. Behind. This is a big taboo. Fortunately, the Holy Master has been kind-hearted since he was a child. He signaled the attendants to quietly move the bronze crane, so that the lecturer stood in front of the crane. After hearing this story today, the lady should tell the story to the prince. Wang listens.”

Zheng Haizhu nodded: "Okay, I will take note of this. In the Wenhua Palace today, I have not seen the pair of bronze cranes that Mr. Qian mentioned. However, as a teacher, I can ask the prince and prince of the Ming Dynasty to think about it." Think about it, the so-called "benevolence" is not hung on the lintel like a restaurant sign, but should be put into words and deeds. After all, the fake crane is just a ritual instrument, and the false reputation is just a cloud. Treating living people well is the demeanor of a wise king. This is what we scholars strive for.”

As Qian Qianyi listened, he felt something was wrong.

"Restaurant sign"? "Fake crane"?

Could this woman be mocking the "Heting Tower" named after Zhao Nanxing?

Qian Qianyi would never reflect on the ridiculousness of talking about Tonghe's past to show his qualifications. He only concluded that Zheng Haizhu was indeed small-minded and refused to suffer even half of the consequences of being taught a lesson.

Only when he remembered the interests of the sect that Zhao Nanxing had explained, he didn't look downcast. He waved his sleeves and said, "Madam is sensible, that's good. You go and do your work. I'm going to the National History Museum too."

Zheng Haizhu bowed and said goodbye.

As if matching the rhythm of her thoughts, she walked towards the Wenhua Palace slightly slower than before.

Today, I finally got to know Qian Qianyi.

The anecdotes familiar to later generations, such as "the water is too cold to drink," "itchy scalp, shave your head," and other anecdotes related to this important figure in Donglin in the late Ming Dynasty, are true or false, and they reflect his cowardice and despicability of living in the Qing Dynasty. It still shows his unique wisdom of turning against the Qing Dynasty. Zheng Haizhu can just make a sign in his heart.

After all, there are still twenty years before the Qing army invades Jiangnan recorded in historical data, so don't use your precious brain space to analyze that.

What needs to be considered now is Qian Qianyi's next career arrangements.

Throughout the dynasties, compiling the "Records" for the late emperors was often a springboard for civil servants to get promoted.

Qian Qianyi now belongs to the "Chunfang Official" sequence, which not only avoids the "Beijing Inspector" that has just been launched, but also means that his official position is noble and he can be close to the royal members.

Thinking again that Sun Chengzong was transferred to become a feudal official, and Zhao Nanxing was already the Minister of Rites, Zheng Haizhu guessed that Donglin's strategy was to follow the path of the emperor's master and the Forbidden City think tank, and let Qian Qianyi replace Sun Chengzong.

When Qian Qianyi was working as the chief examiner of the provincial examination in Jiangnan last year, he encountered a case of fraud in the examination room. He was to blame and was suspended at home.

Even so, it didn't take long for the court to bring him to the capital again. Zheng Haizhu believed that it was not just Zhao Nanxing's great energy.

The story of Bronze Crane!

Zheng Haizhu suddenly stopped.

Yes, it is indeed funny that Qian Qianyi, a middle-aged man in officialdom, behaves like a slut, but what he said is not without inspiration.

Zhu Changluo, who was in his early ten years old, behaved like that. It was not necessarily because he had grown a section of the Buddha's intestines, but perhaps more because of the environment he grew up in, which made him have a deep heart.

Such a person, who came to power at the age of forty, will never be at the mercy of his ministers after passing the inexperienced period of political affairs. When Zhu Changluo summoned her, Zheng Haizhu, to discuss matters, he always praised her achievements in defense, diplomacy and fiscal revenue with a smile. He was not stingy with praises such as "My daughter Zhuge" and "Taichang Zhang Juzheng". Yes, and also approved her personnel arrangement proposals for Shang Zhouzuo, Xiong Tingbi, and Yang Lian.

But as soon as he turned around, Zhu Changluo probably discussed with Wang An that if he left a Donglin and entered a Zhejiang and a Chu, he would have to enter another Donglin.

"Confusing different opinions" and "checking and balancing parties" are the eternal key points in the emperor's mind.

This is a good thing for Zheng Haizhu. After all, she is also a faction, which is different from the Qi Chu Zhe Party, the Dong Lin Party, and the Western Learning Party.

The more mature the emperor Zhu Changluo is, the more likely it is that her path to entering the cabinet will be paved.

"Master Zheng, what are you laughing at?"

After half a stick of incense, Zhu Youjian, who was playing with the mature camel gun mount in the yard outside the Cultural Hall, suddenly saw a strange smile on Zheng Haizhu's face and asked in surprise.

Zheng Haizhu was sorting out what he said when he met Zhou Zuo, the next official minister, and when he heard Zhu Youjian's words, he was busy reflecting on himself.

Take care of your baby seriously and don't get distracted by the intrigues in the court.

"Oh, I am thinking that one day, your little cannon on a wooden stand will be particularly powerful when it blasts those arrogant silver-armored Bagaras of the Tatars outside the Great Wall, sending blood and flesh flying everywhere."

Zhu Youjian also showed off his appearance.

Master Zheng often smiles in front of the two brothers, but Zhu Youjian still remains rare for this smiling face.

Empress Dongli, the adoptive mother, was so dignified that she even showed a reserved style. The last time she smiled was because Zhu Youjian received a letter from the king's imperial edict.

For twelve-year-old Zhu Youjian, being crowned king was not something worth cheering for.

He liked the moment even more, when Master Zheng stared at the results of their artillery mount, smiling out of his heartfelt admiration and sincere imagination.

A smile that proves how powerful the results he cares about are.

With this relaxing and exciting smile, Zhu Youjian blurted out: "Master Zheng, can you take me with you next time you go out of Beijing?"

Zheng Haizhu stopped laughing and studied the students' microexpressions.

Zhu Youjian was a little surprised, but he still boldly expressed his wish: "I am a prince now. If I go to the vassal territory to join the country, don't I have to leave the capital? The master always said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Why can the master talk to the emperor? Brother can go to Lu and allow him to do so many interesting things, but I can only stay in the Wenhua Palace?"

Zheng Haizhu glanced at Lu Xiangsheng and Zhu Youxiao who were renovating the battleship model by the pond, and said sincerely: "Your Highness is very good at asking questions. It was me, the teacher, who was negligent. I always feel that Your Highness is still a young child."

Zhu Youjian said hurriedly: "First, I did not blame the master; second, I am not young anymore..."

"Third, do you want to go to Datong to see it?" Zheng Haizhu returned to his smile.

Zhu Youjian opened his mouth slightly and said happily: "If you want, if you want, go to Datong where Master Lu works."

He suddenly paused and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Brother Huang said that he told you how to retain Master Lu, but you severely reprimanded him. Master Zheng, in fact, asked Master Lu to be the princess's consort. , it was my bad idea.”

Zheng Haizhu pursed his lips and said, "Your imperial brother did not betray you."

Zhu Youjian looked at the prince's brother Zhu Youxiao, who was almost as tall as Lu Xiangsheng and was walking by the pond, and frowned again.

"Master Zheng, various places are already choosing concubines for the prince. I have something to worry about. At present, Concubine Li has moved to Yikun Palace and has taken away all the capable and diligent old maids to serve her. The prince lives alone in Ciqing Palace, if there are concubines and heirs, will the guest Yinyue return to the palace in the name of being good at taking care of women and children? "

Zheng Haizhu couldn't help but secretly sigh.

No wonder it is said that Emperor Chongzhen was the most suspicious in history. Look at Zhu Youjian, who has not even grown a beard in front of him, how good he is at making associations.

Well, the association is very good, I will continue to associate next time. Not only must you be able to think of stories, but you must also be able to tell them.

Zheng Haizhu then stared into Zhu Youjian's eyes: "Your Highness's worries are also my concern. Then, let's prepare for a rainy day. For those who have tried to kill your biological mother, we can set up a trap the first time, and we can set up a trap the second time. . And also deal with her internal agents in the palace. After that, you can go to Datong to see Master Lu in peace. "