I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 652 I Want to Turn Things Around

Zhang Siwei raised his head when he heard the voice, and his eyes projected from above the tortoise-shell frame. He saw a handsome face with a flattering smile behind the half-open window.

Shen Yikuan.

"No doubt, come in, come in and sit down. There is a stove in the room, it's warm."

Zhang Siwei waved his hand, took off his glasses, and closed the document in his hand.

Shen Yikuan lifted the thick cloth curtain at the door, crossed his hands, bowed, and walked into the house with a slightly bent waist.

There was a coal stove in the corner of the house. The iron smoke pipe was first erected, then bent at the roof beam, and then extended along the roof beam to the outside of the window.

The coal fire inside was burning brightly, and on top of it sat a large copper kettle, with white steam emitting from its spout and lid.

"Mr. Feng Pan, I am sorry to bother you."

"Buyi, you came at the right time. Guisan, Guisan!" Zhang Siwei shouted loudly to his servant.

After waiting for more than half a minute without any response, Zhang Siwei could not help but curse, "This bastard! I wonder where he went to play cards and gamble with money again.

The current Hanlin Academy is too lazy to even send the inspection team from the Central Examination and Performance Assessment Steering Committee."

Zhang Siwei complained with a wry smile, then stood up to pick up the copper kettle and pour tea for Shen Yikuan.

Shen Yikuan quickly took the copper kettle, poured himself a cup of tea, and refilled Zhang Siwei's cup with hot water.

"Lord Feng Pan, don't the various government offices have servants? Why do you need servants from your house to serve you?"

"Bu Yi, it's not a government office, it's a government unit." Zhang Siwei corrected him, "The Hanlin Academy is a simple government office, with few servants. And the people sitting inside are all lazy and ignorant Qinghan masters, so the servants are used like spinning tops and can't handle the work.

I am the head scholar of the academy, so I have to lead by example. I asked Gui San to wait outside the house and serve at any time. I didn't expect that he ran away after I had just read the documents for a while.

Of course, your National History Museum is under the Emperor's supervision, so it will be better."

"It's a little better, but not much better. Lord Feng Pan, our National History Museum is still under the Hanlin Academy in terms of organization."

The wrinkles on Zhang Siwei's face were all squeezed together. "Yeah, we are all from the same brine pit, so who is better than who?"

A gust of cold wind blew in, which was particularly eye-catching in the warm room, like a firefly in the dark night, and it whizzed into Shen Yiquan's neck, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Looking up, he saw that the cold wind was coming in from the half-open window. Shen Yiguan stood up and prepared to close the window, but was stopped by Zhang Siwei.

"Bu Yi, don't turn it off. I can't stand the smell of coal smoke." Zhang Siwei waved his hand. "This coal stove has enough firepower to warm the room, but the smell of coal smoke is a bit strong. It's not as good as silver charcoal."

Shen Yi Guan stopped and did not close the window. He found a topic, "The windows of other government offices are all equipped with glass, which is warm and bright. Why hasn't Lord Feng Pan installed it here?"

Zhang Siwei spread his hands and said, "What do you think?"

Shen Yi Guan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I am sorry for my rudeness. By the way, I just saw Feng Pan reading a book outside the window. Could it be that the master has recently obtained a rare copy from the pre-Song Dynasty?"

Zhang Siwei stood up, picked up the scroll from the desk, and handed it to Shen Yikuan.

"'Collection of Ming Dynasty Official Documents Models'?" Shen Yikuan was somewhat surprised. He said hesitantly, "Lord Feng Pan, if we follow the standards in this book, the Imperial Academy will be useless!"

Zhang Siwei shook his head meaningfully. "Of course you are saying that once this "Classic Collection" is published, the Hanlin Academy will be in a desperate situation?"

Yes.

Once the model was compiled, all official documents had to use the new format and new writing style, which left the Hanlin scholars who were good at playing word games and were in charge of the official documents and imperial edicts in the court with no room to maneuver.

It was originally in the brine pool, but now it can’t even eat warm shit.

Shen Yi Guan smiled awkwardly, which was considered as his agreement.

Zhang Siwei stroked his beard, calmly saying, "No doubt, you are wrong! With the publication of this "Classic Collection", I have found an opportunity to revive the Imperial Academy."

Shen Yi Guan's eyes lit up.

The revival of the Hanlin Academy is what I have always dreamed of. I am in the National History Museum, but my official position is the editor of the Hanlin Academy.

The tide is rising.

If the Hanlin Academy is revived, then I will rise with it.

"Mr. Feng Pan, please give me some advice."

Shen Yi Guan bowed and said humbly.

"No doubt, let me ask you, what are the duties of the Hanlin Academy?"

"Mr. Feng Pan, the Hanlin Academy is in charge of imperial edicts, historical records, and literary affairs. It compiles national history, organizes daily records, drafts imperial edicts, explains the classics to the emperor, lectures to the princes and royal family, and proofreads various documents in detail for archiving. At the same time, it also serves as an advisor to the emperor."

"Yes, in essence, my full-time job in the Hanlin Academy is to write articles. The Dianfan Collection seems to have changed the format of official documents and adopted a new writing style, which seems to have dug up the roots of my Hanlin Academy.

But an article is an article! You can’t write a good article without a certain level of skill.

The "Model Collection" stipulates that although official documents are divided into twelve types, the purpose of all of them must be "easy to understand, concise and accurate, complete in meaning, and clear in structure."

Buzhi, you are a Hanlin editor, and you have worn out several fine brushes. Is it difficult or easy for an article to meet the above four principles?"

Shen Yi Guan hesitated for more than ten seconds and replied: "It is difficult to say, but it is also easy to say."

Zhang Siwei slapped his thigh and said, "That's right! It's difficult to say. For ordinary officials, it is really difficult to achieve the above four points in an article.

It is easy to say, and it is very easy for us Hanlin.

It's just a change of writing style. No more showing off, being straightforward and concise. With a little practice for a period of time, you will be able to write articles that meet the requirements.

Look, don’t we still have a place to turn to?
Besides, I have no doubt that have you noticed that this "Collection of Models" only talks about the format of official documents, and does it mention imperial edicts?"

Shen Yi Guan's eyes lit up, "Mr. Feng Pan has a good idea! The Dian Fan Hui Ji does not mention imperial edicts, which means that these documents still follow the old format.

We, the Hanlin, can write official documents in the new standard with our left hand, and can write imperial edicts in the old standard with our right hand. Who else in the world can do this but us? "

The more Shen Yikuan thought about it, the more excited he became.

Everyone basically understands Emperor Wanli's temperament.

As long as you are useful, you will get the emperor's attention and be reused.

In recent years, the government offices that have been gradually marginalized are all useless departments in his opinion. Now that Zhang Siwei has found his own value for the Hanlin Academy, it will surely be renewed.

Shen Yi Guan suppressed his excitement and asked, "Mr. Feng Pan, what should we do now? How can I help?"

You must squeeze in to this pot of hot soup and be the first one to drink the soup!
Zhang Siwei glanced at Shen Yikuan who was eager to try, and felt very proud.

However, he knew that he could not handle this pot of hot soup by himself, and he had to get Shen Yikuan and other Hanlin scholars to work together to make the soup boil.

Shen Yi Guan is talented and has a similar temperament to himself, so he can be trained as a "successor".

There is another more important reason why Zhang Siwei took a fancy to him. Shen Yikuan had been too close to Wang Lin and others before, and had a "stain". There was no other way for him to get promoted, so he could only rely on himself to rise again.

Otherwise, how could Shen Yiquan, who is so cunning, treat me so respectfully?

"I am currently studying the "Model Collection", the "Simplified Chinese Character List of the First Year of the Wanli Reign" and the "Regulations for the Military and Political Offices of the Ming Dynasty", trying to figure out the mysteries contained therein and am trying to write some model essays.

According to the convention, after the "Model Collection" and "Standardized Regulations" were issued, the Cabinet, the Military Government, the Xuanhuiyuan, the six ministries, the temples, the two local governments and the twenty provinces would hold a mobilization meeting to convey the collection and regulations, and then organize study.
I am writing a petition to the Emperor, requesting that the Imperial Academy be responsible for the mobilization and study work this time." Shen Yi Guan's eyes were as bright as the full moon, almost blinding.

"Mr. Feng Pan's move is brilliant.

The Hanlin Academy should do a good job in mobilizing the study of the collection and regulations this time, so that the emperor can see our usefulness again. Then, under the leadership of Lord Feng Pan, the Hanlin Academy will be able to break out of its cocoon and rise to prominence again!"

Zhang Siwei said in a serious tone: "Don't doubt it, this is a great opportunity. It's not only an opportunity for the Hanlin Academy, but also an opportunity for you and me. We must seize it well."

“Don’t worry, Mr. Feng Pan. When I go back, I will study the “Model Collection”, “The Simplified Chinese Character List of the First Year of the Wanli Period” and “The Great Standard Regulations” again and ponder them carefully.

In fact, I have been reading the emperor's many words, pondering them over and over again, trying to understand the emperor's intentions, and I have made some progress so far."

Zhang Siwei said with satisfaction: "I know about Buyi's talent.

You have published many articles in "Huang Ming Dynasty News", "China Political News", "Shuntian Political News" and "Quanzheng News". In particular, the four articles summarizing and analyzing the gains and losses of the implementation of the performance evaluation system are incisive and to the point.

After reading it, Zhang Taiyue was full of praise. He even mentioned you in front of me, and mentioned those four articles in particular. "

Shen Yiguan's face flushed, and his voice trembled a little, "Zhang Xiang, did Zhang Xiang mention the students?"

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"That's right. He mentioned you, and said that he was the chief examiner for the imperial examination in the second year of Longqing, and your name was among the candidates he personally selected. Although you made some minor mistakes later, it's a good thing that you have come to the right path and turned back."

Shen Yi Guan wiped his tears and choked up as he said, "It would be worth it even if I died immediately to hear Zhang Xiang's words."

Zhang Siwei's eyes flickered, and he continued, "Bu Yi, let's do this well. If we do it well, not only will Prime Minister Zhang mention your name, but the emperor will also mention your name."

Jane is in the emperor's heart!
Shen Yi Guan was shaking with excitement, his face full of determination, ready to go through fire and water without hesitation.

Zhang Siwei continued to make plans, "When I become the Minister of Public Administration, I will definitely promote you to be the Chief Clerk of the Ministry of Public Administration."

Speaking of the Minister of Public Administration, Shen Yikuan suddenly remembered the purpose of his visit.

He quickly said: "Thank you, Lord Fengpan, for your support.

I have come here to tell you a good news. That fool Luan Yongfang stuffed all of his sister's original documents to Pan Fengwu at the gate of Shuntian government office.

In full view of everyone."

Zhang Siwei was delighted, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true! My confidant followed Luan Yongfang the whole time and saw with his own eyes that he waited until Pan Yinglong got off the carriage and then stuffed the stack of manuscripts into Pan Yinglong's hands.

Pan Yinglong didn't understand what was going on and stood at the door in a daze for more than ten breaths.

"Okay!" Zhang Siwei stood up excitedly, walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, like an irritated cat.

"Once the manuscript got into Pan Fengwu's hands, it was like yellow mud getting into his crotch. Whether it was shit or not was no longer important. Regardless of whether the subsequent play was sung as The West Chamber or Hong Fu's Night Escape, we had to sing it as Lin Chong's Night Escape in The Story of the Precious Sword!
No doubt, this officialdom is like a battlefield, there is only one road to Mount Hua, if no one comes down, we can't go up either."

Shen Yi Guan replied confidently: "Don't worry, Mr. Feng Pan, I will definitely sing this play brilliantly."

It was less than seven o'clock that evening and it was just dark when Su Feng walked to the Qingyun Tower in Xijiangmixiang, near Jinyiwei.

"Sir, have you booked a room?"

"Mr. Pan has ordered it."

The guy smiled even more, "But Mr. Su?"

"Exactly."

"Mr. Pan is waiting for Mr. Su in the private room Fengxun Pavilion on the third floor. Please come in!"

Su Feng lifted his collar, walked up to the third floor, knocked on the door and entered the private room.

"Brother Su, please take a seat."

"You are too polite, Brother Pan. Sorry to have kept you waiting."

"It wasn't a long wait. I went to South City to do some work in the afternoon. When I came back it was already six o'clock and the office was dismissed, so I came straight here to wait for Brother Su." Pan Yinglong said politely as he offered him a seat and ordered tea.

"Brother Su, do you have any dietary restrictions?"

"Brother, I was born into a rough family and have been in the underworld for a few years. I eat everything and have no dietary restrictions."

"Then I'll just be casual."

"Just be casual."

Su Feng chuckled.

When officials attend banquets, how many of them come just for the food?

"Okay. Qingyunlou is famous for Shandong cuisine. Let's start with the scallion-fried sea cucumber. It is said that this is a new dish invented by the foodies at the Weihai Naval Port in Yantai.

Brother Su, shall we try it?"

"Try it! I've dealt with those guys in the Admiralty before. I've eaten all over the world and all kinds of weird things. They have the most picky tastes. If they think a dish is good, it must have its own unique features."

"Okay, one fried sea cucumber with scallions. Another Mushu pork. It is said that this is a famous dish from the Confucius Mansion."

"Has Confucius eaten it? Then I must try it." Su Feng replied with a smile.

"Okay, let's have another dish of braised prawns. The prawns at Qingyunlou are all caught in Dagu Port and transported by centipede boats. They are very fresh." Pan Yinglong ordered four dishes and a soup, and ordered a pot of wine.

"When eating Shandong cuisine, you must pair it with Jinan's Qiulubai. But Brother Su, I can't drink much, and I have to go to the government office tomorrow. How about just one pot?"

"it is good!"

"I can't let Brother Su enjoy himself tonight. I will wait until one of our days off and then I will accompany Brother Su to enjoy himself."

"Haha, I, Old Su, am waiting for you."

After ordering the dishes, the two chatted for a while. When the waiter served the food and wine, he closed the door and left. Only Pan Yinglong and Su Feng were left in the private room.

Pan Yinglong stood up and poured a glass of wine for Su Feng and himself.

"I ordered Shi Shen Qianhe to invite Brother Su. He said that Brother Su is very busy. He looked through the notebook twice and finally scheduled it for tonight. What is Brother Su busy with recently?"

Su Feng tapped the table with his right index finger and laughed, "I'm helping out at the Ministry of War recently."

"What does the Ministry of War need your help with, Brother Su?" Pan Yinglong immediately explained, "Brother Su, if you don't want to tell me, please don't tell me. I am just curious for the moment."

"There is nothing inconvenient to say. These are government affairs that need to be published in the newspaper. There is nothing that cannot be said."

Su Feng waved his hand indifferently.

Pan Yinglong raised his glass and toasted Su Feng.

After the two men finished drinking, they put down their glasses. Su Feng stood up first, picked up the wine jug, poured a glass for Pan Yinglong and himself, and then began to chat in detail.

"Tan Butang of the Ministry of War has been very busy recently and has many things that require the cooperation of our Pacification Division, so he called me over."

(End of this chapter)