Emperor Qianlong: the beginning of his glory

Chapter 32 A good moon does not share the imperial envoy's long sigh
The errands of going to the study have always been just delivering memorials and counseling military and political affairs.Since the establishment of the Military Aircraft Department during the Yongzheng period, the power has been transferred.Qianlong ascended the throne, changed to Qianqingmen to listen to politics, and transferred Neqin to enter the military office. Only a few Hanlin were left in the study room to occasionally serve Qianlong's pen and ink, which had long existed in name only.In the past, when senior members of the first and second ranks reported their illnesses, the imperial hospital reported directly to the emperor, which had nothing to do with going to the study room.Neqin originally wanted to persuade Qianlong a few words, but after hearing that he went to the study room to blame, it was not easy to say, so he bowed after a long while and said: "Yes." He took out a folder from his sleeve, and said in a whisper: "This is... ...This is Zhu Shi's legacy. He died this morning at Yinshi..."

Qianlong took the will and let out a sigh of relief, and said: "Zhu Shi used to be my master! What a wonderful person he was... Hong Xiao couldn't understand the "Book of Changes", and he could repeat it more than ten times , others are tired of hearing it, but he is still so calm. He and Fang Bao are both on duty in the upper study room. Fang Bao is a commoner, and he is a second-rank official. He walks and sits behind humbly. I once asked him , Is it in accordance with etiquette? He said, "Everyone in the world pays respects to high and low, but I always pay attention to character and learning. Otherwise, how can I be courteous and corporal?" Now thinking about it, it still seems like yesterday!" After being ill, he was favored by the emperor many times. He was grateful for Dade's words, and later made his last wish:

Everything in the country is based on the king's heart.The first thing in government is to manage money and employ people.The ministers checked the state reserves, and the funds were abundant. Later, some ministers with favorable words proposed to increase them, and begged the sage to strictly reprimand them.As for employing people, there is a slight difference between right and wrong, public and private, which is especially easy to confuse.When choosing a gentleman and a villain and advancing and retreating, be cautious!This is the offering of the minister when he was dying.

Holding this memorial, Qianlong felt heavy, and after a while he sighed "Ah...", put the memorial on the case, and said: "Kneel down! The Ministry of Internal Affairs gave Zhang Tingyu a catty of ginseng, and called the Ministry of Rites Draw up a posthumous title for Master Zhu and come in and present it to me."

"tie!"

Naqin agreed and withdrew.Qianlong looked at the over-foot-thick memorial on the case, reluctantly walked a few steps forward, stopped again, and asked someone to come in to change his clothes.He suddenly remembered that he hadn't had breakfast yet, so he ordered two more plates of uterus to eat slowly, got up and told: "I'm going to Master Zhu's house for a walk." Gao Wuyong saw that the sky was turning dark, as if it was about to change, He hurriedly took a lynx monkey skin cloak, and followed Qianlong out in a hurry.

Zhu Shi lives in Beiyuhuang Street.He was a Jinshi in the 33rd year of Kangxi, and he only served as governor of Zhejiang for one year in his more than [-] years of official career. He was promoted to Yushi of Youdu because of his success in cleaning up Hainingtang Shazhuo, but he has been engaged in water conservancy and land reclamation. The master of the prince, the true record of the president Shengzu, Qianlong's accession to the throne and the true record of the president Sejong.Therefore, he has almost never held real power in his life, so the funeral is very deserted.Qianlong's chariot drove through the empty Beiyuhuang Street, and there were almost no official sedan chairs.In front of the gate of Zhu Shi's house, the white spirit flags trembled in the north wind.Qianlong supported Gao Wuyong's shoulders to get down, and when he looked around, he saw two green woolen official sedan chairs parked in front of the screen wall, and they were receiving funeral guests inside, the suona and sheng reed were playing shrilly, and faint bursts of crying could be heard.Qianlong felt sad, and the music inside suddenly stopped, and then he saw Zhu Shi's wife Zhu Yinshi came out with four sons in a filial piety. Give it up? Please come back to Luan, my lord, and thank you with tears of blood..."

"Master Zhu can't be, who else can be?" Qianlong raised his hands falsely, asked Zhu Yinshi to stand up, walked slowly into the mourning hall, saw Sun Jiagan and Shi Yizhi kneeling beside him, Qianlong nodded slightly, and walked to the mourning hall, I personally held incense and bowed, and seeing that there was a pen and inkstone next to me, I turned around and held a pen in my hand, pondered for a while, and wrote:
The three courtiers of Yeer bowed and encouraged forty springs.

Discipline the body like autumn water, but be respectful and loyal.

The old way of Jianghai is restored, and the rice farmers still remember you.

Now I go on a skip, and my voice and appearance are in my heart.

After finishing writing, Qianlong approached Mrs. Zhu and asked, "Isn't the family planning difficult? How many sons?"

Zhu Yinshi hurriedly wiped away tears and said: "Three sons, the eldest, Zhu Bi, is now the head of the Ministry of Industry; the second, Zhu Ji, has been selected as a second-class Jinshi this year, and is serving as a judge in Dali Temple; the youngest, Zhu Bitan, He just turned [-], and he only entered school last year. Zhu Shi has never received a penny in his life, but the master usually rewards him a lot, so he can make a decent living." Looking at the house, Qianlong saw that although it was tall and grand, it was dilapidated and dilapidated. , there was a crack on the wall that was as wide as a finger, "This house was given by the holy grandfather. I will reward you with another one. Master Zhu is the title of captain of cavalry, and it was taken by Zhu Bitan. Every year, he can also press the house from Guanglu Temple." For example, take a little income. Zhu Ji should not be in Dali Temple, but turn around and ask the Ministry of Officials to point out a vacancy in Gyeonggi. If you have any difficulties in daily life, tell the Ministry of Rites, and they will naturally take care of you." Zhu Yinshi felt sour and hot in his heart, and tears just flowed out , choked with sobs and said intermittently: "My master's heart... oh... I just ask these three sons to be loyal to the master..."

Qianlong also shed tears and said: "The children Ding You are in vacancies, and their official positions are small, so they can't win. I am a student of Master Zhu, and I will send some gifts later, which is enough." Yun Lu and Hong Xiao brought dozens of officials, large and small, into the courtyard. They expected to know that they had come, and they all came to offer sacrifices. They sighed and said to Sun Jiagan and Shi Yi, "Yang Mingshi is ill over there. , I’m going to take a look too, you two follow.” After saying that, he came out, and all the officials, big and small, immediately knelt down in a big way.

"According to my opinion, it is easy to be unmoved by poverty, and unyielding by power." Qianlong stood in front of the steps and said to the group of officials, "It is very difficult to be rich and honorable but not be promiscuous! Master Zhu has been an official for 40 years. How many river workers and pond workers, the prime minister’s water conservancy and farmland, have passed tens of millions of taels of money, which is a fat job that others can’t compete for! He is so clean and honest—may I ask you ministers and workers, who still lives in such a house?” After saying that, he waved his hands. up.

In front of Yang Mingshi's house, there is no one there.This is a newly-given mansion. Qianlong got out of the car to look at it, and said, "Don't you go to the wrong place? Why don't you even have a long follower who guards the gate." Sun Jiagan laughed and said, "Yang Mingshi has this temperament. Here Look, Your Majesty, there is a notice board on the door." Sure enough, Qianlong saw a piece of Mandshurica mandshurica hanging on the east wall, on which was written:

Don't be a sycophant and give lectures in the Qing Palace.This is also the kindness of my heart and the great affairs of the country.Please feel free to give me your advice if you are visiting the gentlemen who want to teach you with knowledge or rectify what you are not good at.If you seek something out of selfish desires, not only being not sycophantic, but not being able to do anything, how can the lords fall into not being sycophantic?Sincerely, Yang Mingshi.

"This is his list of rejected customers." Shi Yizhi said beside him, "Even Sun Jiagan and I, who have the best personal relationship with him, will go to the Three Treasure Hall for everything."

"Since ancient times, scholar-bureaucrats have encouraged themselves with fame and integrity." Qianlong sighed, "It would be nice to be like Master Zhu and Yang Mingshi. The days of peace have passed for a long time, and military officials are afraid of death. Civil servants love money. There is really no cure." Then he left Enter the house.

The yard was quite lively, there were more than a dozen eunuchs standing on the porch, some were sweeping the floor, some were dusting the windows, and some were helping Yang Feng'er to make medicine in the east wing.Bursts of medicinal fragrance and firewood smoke wafted in the chilly and cold courtyard.There were also several imperial doctors discussing the pulse case in low voices in the west ear room.Seeing Qianlong coming in with two ministers, everyone was stunned.Qianlong frowned, and asked: "Which of you is the leader here?" An eunuch hurriedly ran from the upper room, kowtowed his head and said, "Slave Feng En kowtows to the master!"

"Who sent you here?" Qianlong asked, "It's such a mess, is it to serve the sick?" Feng En smiled and said, "It was Qibeizi Hongsheng who sent us here. We used to work in Yuqing Palace. Taifu Yang was sick Now, there are few people in the family...these are all the little eunuch Sula who is serving in the study..." Qianlong finally realized that the eunuchs were sent by the students to serve the teacher's decoction, so he stopped talking and went straight to the upper room.Yang Mingshi's wife was sitting sideways on the edge of the kang feeding water, and two teenage girls were standing aside to wait on the towel.Seeing Qianlong coming in at first, the three of them didn't recognize each other. Seeing that Shi and Sun are both top-ranked, Qianlong is not an ordinary person, and he has nowhere to evade in a panic, which is very embarrassing.Yang Feng'er hurried in outside and said, "Ma'am, this is Lord Long Live."

"Your Majesty!" Madam and the two maids knelt down on the ground with a plop, choked up and couldn't say a word.Qianlong leaned over to the kang and touched Yang Mingshi's forehead. He was soaked in sweat but not hot, and said, "This kang is too hot. Mr. Song, what do you think?"

Yang Mingshi was lying on the kang in a daze, and slowly opened his eyes when he heard the call.Seeing that it was Qianlong, his eyes flashed suddenly, and two lines of tears silently flowed down his cheeks onto the pillow.Qianlong saw him moving his lips and his chest rising and falling rapidly, as if he wanted to say something, so he bent his body and listened closely, but after listening for a long time, he only vaguely heard him say: "Brother..." Qianlong smiled. : "It's nothing serious, brothers. Don't be in a hurry, take care of it slowly. The illness comes like a mountain, and the illness goes like a spin. If you are anxious, it will aggravate the condition." Yang Mingshi seemed to be more excited, moving his lips, and raised his right arm. , swipe weakly, then landed lazily, looking at Sun Jiagan pleadingly.

"Master," Sun Jiagan said with grief and surprise in his heart, "he wants paper and pen, and he has something to say." When he saw Yang Mingshi, he blinked and sighed, and hurried over to fetch pen and ink. Because the paper was too soft, he asked Mrs. Yang, "Is it convenient?" A little bit of wood?" Mrs. Yang looked around, shook her head, and was about to speak when Qianlong said, "Your illness doesn't matter, Yin Tai suffered a severe stroke, and he still lived for 25 years, and he will die at eighty years. Don't be in a hurry."

Yang Mingshi stared straight at Qianlong, and tried to sit up with his right arm.Only then did Mrs. Yang realize that her husband really had something urgent to report to the emperor, so she took a folding fan from the top of the cabinet in a hurry, and Shi Yizhi and Sun Jiagan helped him to half sit up.Yang Mingshi's left half of his body was as soft as mud, and his right half of his body could barely move, only shaking when he held the pen.It took a long time to draw out two characters crookedly, but it was still "Elder Brother".The third character is only faintly discernible, but I can't make out what it is.Yang Mingshi dropped his pen in despair, looked up to the sky and sighed, tears fell like rain, and could not utter a word.

"Mr. Song, don't think about it now, no matter how big it is." Qianlong felt startled in his heart, but his face did not show it, and he leaned over and said in a warm voice, "I trust you, and you have to trust me. I will come back when I get better." Visit you." After finishing speaking, he came out and ordered the imperial doctor to present the prescription, and saw that it was nothing more than medicines for dispelling wind, tranquilizing the nerves and calming evil spirits, and because there was snow lotus in it, he said: "This is a tiger-wolf medicine for tonic, take it away! I will call you tomorrow The doctor from the Imperial Hospital is coming to see the pulse—let's go."

(End of this chapter)