I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 658 The water is too cold!

A few days later, Zhu Yijun published Zhang Siwei's two memorials, "A Memorial to Change Customs, Promote New Culture and Get Rid of Old Bad Customs" and "A Memorial to Build a New Civilization to Meet the New Era", and published them in "Huang Ming Dynasty News", "China Government News" and "Shuntian Government News", and asked the Taichang Temple to convey the imperial decree that all provincial government newspapers must publish these two memorials on the front page.

The government and the public were shocked and talked about it.

But the government and the public at this time are very different from before.

After several rounds of "pruning", there were only a few stubborn ministers in the court who adhered to the original doctrines of Neo-Confucianism, and the memorials of opposition that were submitted one after another were not as fierce as before.

Even if local celebrities and scholars had discussions, they would only talk about it at gatherings, and there were almost no dissenting opinions that could be published in newspapers.

All those that were able to be published were illegal newspapers and were quickly confiscated by the local dispatch bureau of the Zhenfu Division.

After more than ten days of warm-up, Zhu Yijun's reply to the two memorials came down.

"It is urgent to change customs and habits. The Ming Dynasty Cultural Construction Committee will be established immediately to be responsible for changing customs and habits and building a new Ming Dynasty culture. It will be directly under the cabinet. Zhang Siwei, the right vice minister of the Ministry of Rites and the president of the Hanlin Academy, will be appointed as the director. He will hold concurrent positions."

When the approval was announced, there was an uproar in the government and the public.

The second committee of the Ming Dynasty was actually established!
Thinking about the power of the first Central Steering Committee of the Examination System, everyone suddenly realized that the thousand-year-old turtle hiding in the Hanlin Academy had actually turned over?
The Confucian Temple, which was previously deserted, has been bustling with traffic these days. The officials who come and go are not here to pay homage to Confucius, but to visit Zhang Siwei, the new director of the Cultural Construction Committee.

Try to build some connections, find out the details, and ask the Cultural Construction Committee how it operates and what power it holds!
Then another decree was issued from Xiyuan, that Zeng Shengwu, the chief minister of the Honglu Temple, was appointed as the Tongzhengshi, in charge of the reformed Tongzhengsi; Liu Yingjie, the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture, was transferred to be the chief minister of the Honglu Temple, and Pan Yinglong, the junior prefect of Shuntian Prefecture, was appointed as the acting prefect of Shuntian Prefecture.

The court understood what was going on, and the dispute over the position of Tongzhengshi, which had lasted for more than a month, was over.

In the 1554rd year of the Jiajing reign (), Zhang Juzheng, then editor of the Hanlin Academy, took leave due to illness and returned to his hometown in Jiangling.

Zeng Shengwu was from Zhongxiang County, Chengtian Prefecture. He was known as one of the three most talented people in northern Chu. He was preparing to test his skills in the provincial examination. When he heard that Zhang Shuda, a famous prodigy from Jiangling next door, had returned home, he immediately ran to visit him and ask for advice as a teacher.

Seeing that he was respectful and well-mannered, and also had rich talent and eloquence, Zhang Juzheng taught him everything he knew. He also took Zeng Xingwu with him, and asked for advice from the senior imperial examination masters in Huguang while they traveled around.

Benefited a lot.

In the 34th year of Jiajing, Zeng Shengwu passed the provincial examination in Huguang. Then he passed the examination again in the 35th year of Jiajing and became a Jinshi in Bingchen year.

Zeng Shengwu was extremely grateful to Zhang Juzheng for his success in the imperial examinations and regarded him as his mentor.

Soon after Zeng Shengwu passed the imperial examination, he left the capital for training and toured Sichuan, Zhejiang, Fujian and other places. He dealt with the rebellion of the chieftains in Sichuan and participated in the suppression of Japanese pirates in the southeast.

He was recommended by Huang Guangsheng, the governor of Sichuan, and Hu Zongxian, the governor-general of Jiangsu and Zhejiang affairs, who said that he was "skilled in military strategy and good at border management" and "diligent in his work and made many suggestions."

Huang Guangsheng is now the assistant of the Chief Censor Zhao Zhenji and is in charge of the Censorate. He is also a fellow townsman of Li Zhi, the leader of the New School, and they have a very good relationship.

There is no need to mention Hu Zongxian, the big boss of the Southeast faction.

Zeng Xingwu was not only Zhang Juzheng's most trusted confidant, but also had connections with the powerful Shu Party, the New School, and the Southeast faction.

After analyzing Zeng Xingwu's resume, many underground ministers of the Ministry of Personnel could not help but sigh, who else but him could be appointed as the Minister of Public Security?

Although Pan Yinglong was only the acting governor of Shuntian Prefecture, everyone in the world knew that with his great transformation of South City and other achievements in the capital, who in the world could snatch the governorship of Shuntian Prefecture from him?
There is also Zhang Siwei, the head of the Qingliu Hanlin Academy who has been marginalized. He is appointed to the newly established Cultural Construction Committee and takes on important tasks. All the officials in the court suddenly realize that the aftermath of the three major cases in Jiangnan has passed, and the spring of all officials is about to come.

Two days later, an imperial decree was issued from the Western Garden, asking the military envoy Hu Zongxian and the eunuch Feng Bao, who held the seal of the Imperial Household Department, to act as matchmakers to propose marriage to the residence of the imperial concubine Li, hoping that Pan Yinglong would marry Princess Ning'an and the eldest daughter of the imperial concubine Li He.

Princess Ning'an and her husband Li He readily agreed, and then began the process of asking for the name, accepting the good news, and accepting the betrothal gift.

Pan Yinglong found Huang Daolin, the right junior supervisor of the Imperial Observatory, whom he was familiar with, and asked him to help calculate an auspicious day.

Huang Daolin's face fell at that moment.

I'm Daliangzao, I'm good at mechanics and building steam engines. I don't know how to tell auspicious days. I'll take you to see those gods from the Astronomical Institute.

Pan Yinglong held Huang Daolin and insisted on recognizing him, and whispered in his ear that the sixth day of the second month of the second year of the Wanli reign was an auspicious day for the Three Duns at Taibai Tower.

Ok.

Huang Daolin pinched his fingers and pretended to roll his eyes for a while, then wrote on a piece of note paper with the Imperial Astronomical Observatory's letterhead: "Auspicious day: February 6, the second year of the Wanli reign. Great for marriage and good for having children."

Pan Yinglong took the paper and asked someone to deliver it to the prince consort's residence. When Princess Ning'an and her husband saw that it was an auspicious day set by the gods in the Imperial Observatory, they of course agreed without hesitation.

After the invitation ceremony was completed, Pan Yinglong, the acting governor of Shuntian Prefecture, could devote himself to his work. The New Year's Day ceremony and the Lantern Festival celebrations of the second year of Wanli were being prepared in full swing.

On the 18th day of the twelfth lunar month, at the Tonghui River Wharf at the East Gate of the Capital.

The cold wind was blowing, like countless swords sweeping across the sky and earth.

The river water seemed frozen, revealing a tranquil and bone-chilling beauty.
Looking at the capital city in the distance, Luan Yongfang felt the biting cold and the heavy history. This majestic city that has stood for hundreds of years seems to be telling the stories that have happened here for thousands of years.

The wind ruffled the river water not far away, and a withered willow tree by the river looked particularly lonely and tough in the cold wind.

Luan Yongfang wrapped his military coat around himself and sniffed.

The military coat was designed by Emperor Wanli for officers and soldiers on the northern borders, which was both warm and convenient for movement. He ordered four for himself and gave two to Xu Zhenming, the governor of Gansu, who was thousands of miles away.

In fact, it is the later Type 65 military coat.

Luan Yongfang squatted at the stern, wrapped in the same military coat as Hua Zai, letting the cold rain hit her face.

Wow!
The oars rowed, cutting through the surface of the river and breaking the tranquility.

Goodbye, Beijing, goodbye.
"Damn it, it's raining. I hate rain in winter, it's not refreshing at all, it's worse than a heavy snowfall." A tall and strong man wearing a military coat and a matching fleece hat walked out of the cabin.

Hearing his voice, Luan Yongfang couldn't help but shudder and buried his head even lower.

"Mr. Luan, what are you doing squatting there? Are you peeing? There are so many people coming and going on this dock, how can you take off your pants?
You scholars, when you are particular, you are more particular than anything else. When you are not particular, you are more particular than nothing else. "

The man who spoke was indeed the police officer who led the team to arrest Luan Yongfang in Taibai Building, Peng Wuhai.

"I didn't pee." Luan Yongfang couldn't help it and raised his head to argue.

"You didn't pee, so what did you do?"

"I'm looking for someone." Luan Yongfang answered with red eyes and great sadness.

"Looking for your sister?"

"Yes. I was sentenced by the Court of Justice to exile three thousand miles away to serve three years of hard labor. Now I have been sent to Jinghai Province to teach in a public school for five years to make up for it.

Jinghai Province is so far away. I have been away for five years. How could my sister be so cruel and not come to see me off? Woohoo, from the time I was imprisoned to the time I was sentenced by the Court of Justice, she didn’t care about me at all. She doesn’t want me anymore, woohoo! "

"You bastard!" Peng Wuhai cursed.

Luan Yongfang was startled and hurriedly held his head with both hands.

"How do you know she doesn't care about you? You live so well in the prison, with enough food and vegetables to eat every day. Do you think the prison is a charity?
You went to the Imperial Court twice, and she disguised herself and mixed in with the crowd, watching from afar, shedding so many tears. Today you were escorted to Jinghai, and when you came out of Shuntian Prefecture Prison, didn't you notice that someone was watching you the whole time?

Your sister sat in the back carriage, watching over you all the time, and sent you all the way to the East Gate. It's not that your sister didn't care about you, but she handed you over to someone else to take care of."

"Who should I hand it over to? I don't think I'll hand it over to you, will I?" Luan Yongfang raised his head and said in horror, "Then I'd rather jump into the river and die." "Haha, I'm the deputy director of the Police Department of Jinghai Prefecture and the director of the Police Department of Jiaozhou Prefecture. I'm just your supervisor and I'm in charge of you legally. The person who is in charge of you on weekdays is someone else.

Huniu, come out."

"Here I come!" A clear female voice came from the cabin, and a woman walked out.

She was about the same height as Peng Wuhai, with a horn bun on her head, a big round rosy face, very fair skin, and a few freckles on her cheeks, just like a few sesame seeds sprinkled on a big white bun during the Chinese New Year.

She wore a short-collared cotton jacket and tube-shaped cotton trousers, which were puffed up. Her frame was not much thinner than Peng Wuhai's, and wearing such thick clothes, she looked like a very cute bear.

"Brother!" Hu Niu put her hands in her sleeves, sniffed, and smiled innocently.

"Well, this is my sister.

Huniu, tell your man to go in, don't stay here and starve. If you keep going like this, you'll be a widow before you get to Jinghai, and I won't be able to report to the higher-ups."

"Okay, sir, let's go into the cabin."

"Husband?" Luan Yongfang looked at Hu Niu, who was twice as big as him, and shouted in fear, "We are not familiar with each other at all, please don't claim to be relatives rashly!"

"Haha, you are my Hu Niu's man, married to me through a formal matchmaker, with a marriage certificate from the government. Brother-in-law, you can never deny it."

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"I've been in jail for a month, how come I'm your brother-in-law?"

"One month is enough time for a lot of things to happen. One month is enough to get married. It's not like having a baby, which would take another ten months."

Luan Yongfang stood up and pointed at the Peng brothers and sisters. His face turned red and his fingers trembled with anxiety. It took him a long time to utter a word: "Who is the matchmaker for a formal marriage?

Besides, I have only one elder sister at home, and she is already married. I am the only one at home, so who is the boss? If you don’t explain clearly, I will go to the government and sue you for forcing a marriage of good quality.”

Peng Wuhai chuckled, "Of course we have matchmakers. One is Zhang Siwei, the director of the Cultural Construction Committee and the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, and another is Shen Yikuan, the director of the History Department and the deputy director of the History Department.

Their signatures are on the marriage certificate.

Your family member signed as Mr. Pan Yinglong, the acting governor of Shuntian Prefecture."

Luan Yongfang jumped up and down, "How did Pan Fengwu become my family member?"

"A few days ago, witnessed by Lord Hu, the Military Commissioner, Prime Minister Zhang Xiang, Lord Zhao, the Imperial Censor, and Eunuch Yang, the Supervisor of the Imperial Household, your sister swore to Mr. Pan as her sworn brother. Of course, she also swore to him on your behalf.

Your sister is married, but you have a new brother. The eldest brother is like a father, so Mr. Pan will decide your marriage. Then you can marry into our Peng family.

You were in prison at the time, and we handled special matters specially. You became a groom right after you got out of prison. Are you surprised or shocked?"

Luan Yongfang trembled all over and his hands and feet became cold after hearing this.

Is there still reason in this world?

You guys teamed up and sold me out?
There are so many of you, and you team up to bully me, a helpless person like me.

Seeing Luan Yongfang crying, Peng Wuhai became unhappy.

"What? You think our Peng family is not worthy of you, right? Let me tell you, our Peng family's ancestors fought under Emperor Yongle and served in the army for generations.

I followed Duke Laiyang (Qi Jiguang) to fight against Xin Ai and Huang Taiji. If my mount hadn't been so unreliable and stumbled at the critical moment, how could I have let that bastard Xin Ai escape?

If I catch him, I won't have to retire from the army with the title of Pillar of the State!
I won this honor with my life and my sword. If I didn't want to change the species of our Peng family and produce a seed of learning, would I have taken a fancy to a little chicken like you?

Let me tell you, here is the official marriage certificate, signed by the matchmaker and his family. You are the brother-in-law of our Peng family. You have to get married whether you want to or not!"

Luan Yongfang felt extremely desperate and sad after hearing this, and burst into tears.

Seeing him crying, Peng Wuhai scratched his ears and cheeks, at a loss for a moment.

"Stop crying!" Hu Niu opened her eyes wide and yelled, and Peng Wuhai was so scared that he took two steps back.

Luan Yongfang was so frightened that his whole body shuddered and he stood there stupidly, not daring to move.

"If you don't want to get married, just jump off the boat and swim back to shore. Once you get ashore, this marriage certificate will be invalidated, and my Peng family and your Luan family will have nothing to do with each other anymore."

Peng Wuhai was anxious: "The water is so cold and we are wearing so many clothes. We will die if we go into the water."

Yeah yeah!

Luan Yongfang nodded repeatedly.

"If you drown, I will remain a widow forever." Hu Niu said firmly, "If you are determined, you can take off your cotton-padded clothes and pants and swim to the shore easily."

When Luan Yongfang heard this, his eyes lit up. He walked to the side of the boat and looked into the river.

The Tonghui River was not wide, and he could swim, so he jumped into the river and reached the shore in just a few splashes.

The oars moved up and down, paddling the water surface, and the speedboat moved forward quickly on the river.

Luan Yongfang walked back and forth on the side of the boat, and took a foot forward twice, which frightened Peng Wuhai so much that he wanted to rush over to save him, but was glared back by Huniu.

After hesitating for a quarter of an hour, Luan Yongfang finally came back, with his head lowered and a look of resignation on his face.

"Why aren't you dancing anymore?" Hu Niu asked.

“The water is too cold.”

"Haha!" The Peng brothers and sisters all laughed.

Peng Wuhai was delighted, "Huniu, you have him to eat and stay."

"Brother Pan and sister have explained to me exactly who my husband is." Hu Niu stared at Luan Yongfang, "Then you have to live a good life. After five years, our two families will move back to the capital."

Luan Yongfang looked at Hu Niu and found that she was quite fair. The few freckles on her face only highlighted her fair and rosy complexion. Her facial features were delicate and the more he looked at her, the more attractive she became.

The figure is a bit stronger, but how do you define strong in a woman? It should be round and plump.

Thinking of this, Luan Yongfang felt that it would be nice to have someone to live with so that he would no longer be alone.

Feeling Luan Yongfang's gaze, Hu Niu's face slightly blushed, "Why are you still standing outside? Why don't you go in? Didn't you drink enough northwest wind?"

"Hey!" Luan Yongfang obediently followed Huniu into the cabin.

Peng Wuhai laughed, suddenly remembering something, and said excitedly from behind: "Okay, we should live a good life.

We will make special arrangements and have the wedding night tonight. You have a heavy task. Your sister and brother-in-law are waiting to bring your second son to carry on the family line!

Gotta keep going!"

(End of this chapter)