The rise of the poor

Chapter 414

After Zhou Houjie left, it was time for lunch in the Hanlin Academy. The Imperial Academy also had a public cook, and they provided different levels of lunch according to the rank of the officials. Of course, they were all free of charge.Zhu Ping'an was honored by his grade, and had one more meat dish for lunch than Zhang Siwei, and the two cooperated to eat together.

Although the Hanlin Academy has a public kitchen, it has no public dormitory, no place to take a nap, and only one duty room with two beds, but this belongs to the duty staff.After lunch, Zhu Pingan went back to Zangshu Pavilion, found a sunny window in Zangshu Pavilion, moved a chair, reclined and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

The sun was shining on my body, and it was very warm and comfortable. I felt like I was back in Xiahe Village, basking in the sun with the breeze blowing by the river.

Xiahe Village

In a week or so, there will be a two-month long vacation for the new official to take office, and the two-month vacation can be spent in Xiahe Village for a while.

Thinking about it, Zhu Pingan slowly fell asleep. In his sleep, his mother, Mrs. Chen, cooked another pot of delicious chicken soup, and his father hunted two wild rabbits from the mountain, and he was dealing with them by the well with his elder brother.
"Hey, Zihou, wake up!"

Just when Zhu Pingan was about to feast on the fragrant muscles stewed by his mother, he was awakened by Zhang Siwei's broken gong voice. At that time, I realized that my head was almost turned into a rattle by Zhang Siwei.

"Dizzy, you're going to murder." Zhu Pingan rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhang Siwei speechlessly.

"What are you murdering? Get up and go to the hall with me. A piece of paper has been sent from the holy scriptures." Zhang Siwei explained concisely and walked quickly to the front hall.

A piece of paper from the holy scriptures?

Why did Emperor Jiajing send the papers to the Hanlin Academy? Uh, maybe it’s because I’m looking for books now. I haven’t had time to sort them in the Zangshu Pavilion, and Zhu Ping’an feels a little uneasy.

When he arrived in the front hall, Zhu Ping'an knew why Zhang Siwei was in such a hurry, because it was not an ordinary eunuch who passed the paper on behalf of the saint, but Huang Jin, Eunuch Huang, a big celebrity next to Emperor Jiajing.This Huang Jin was very trusted by Emperor Jiajing's side. An imperial edict was drafted yesterday in front of the Imperial Academy. The edict was about Huang Jin. In the edict, Huang Jin was named "Eunuch of the Imperial Envoy Governor-General of Dongchang Official School". This official position The abbreviation is "Admiral Dongchang", and the honorific title is "Factory Lord" or "Supervisor", that is, the leader of Congdong Factory.Huang Jin, the emperor's confidant and the head of Dongchang, personally sent the small piece of paper of Emperor Jiajing, which must be a very urgent matter, and it is no wonder that Zhang Siwei is so anxious.

"Why does Mr. Huang need to be pedantic and respectful, just send someone here." Yuan Wei smiled and went forward to talk to Huang Jin.

"Your Majesty Yuan, you are being polite. This matter is related to the body of the Holy Dragon. Our family is afraid that those brats will make a mistake." Huang Jin shook his head, with an anxious look on his face.

When Huang Jin came in person, Yuan Wei, Li Chunfang and the others had already attached great importance to it. Now after hearing what Huang Jin said, and seeing the anxious look on Huang Jin's face, Yuan Wei, Li Chunfang and the others couldn't help muttering in their hearts. Could it be that the dragon is ill?However, if something unexpected happens to the body of the Holy Dragon, you should go to the Tai Hospital. Why did you come to the Imperial Academy?
Yuan Wei and the others were puzzled and worried, not knowing what the note from Emperor Jiajing was this time.

Zhu Pingan also looked curiously at the torn piece of paper in Huang Jin's hand, but when he saw the material of the paper in Huang Jin's hand clearly, Zhu Ping'an didn't worry much. A piece of rattan paper was torn off. It is estimated that Emperor Jiajing tore a corner and wrote a note when he went to heaven for sacrifice.Emperor Jiajing was still able to perform fasting and offering sacrifices, so it must be no big deal.

Even if it was a note, everyone in the Imperial Academy knelt down to welcome it. Li Chunfang was the oldest among the most senior officials, and he accepted the note on behalf of the Imperial Academy.

"Contribute a few poems with appetite."

When Li Chunfang opened the note and saw clearly the content on the note, the expression on Li Chunfang's face was very surprised.
Seeing this, Yuan Wei became even more curious. When Li Chunfang passed the note to Yuan Wei, Yuan Wei's expression was almost the same as Li Chunfang's.After Yuan Wei read it, he passed the note to Zhang Juzheng who was beside him, and after Zhang Juzheng read it, he passed the note to the person next to him. Soon everyone in the Imperial Academy read the note.

Poetry with appetite?What the hell?

When it comes to presenting Qingci, everyone is not curious at all. In the past, Emperor Jiajing would pass pieces of paper to the Imperial Academy from time to time for Jinxianqingci.However, this is the first time to present poems with appetite.In other words, what kind of poems are poems with appetite?
"Your Majesty's appetite has been very poor these past few days. We ate some last night, and our family was happy for a long time, but today, we have not eaten a drop of water for breakfast and lunch. Our family is hurting in our eyes. Last night Your Majesty only gained appetite after reading a poem. Today, His Majesty couldn’t stand our family’s persuasion, so he wrote this note while meditating. You are very talented and well-educated. You must write more poems , I will leave the body of the holy dragon to you all." Huang Jin said, bowing heavily to everyone in the Imperial Academy.

Just kidding, you are the supervisor of the East Factory, who dares to accept your gift.Li Chunfang and the others quickly grabbed Huang Jin, and then patted their chests to promise that they would live up to their trust.

The Holy One got his appetite last night because he read an appetizing poem?

What kind of poetry is called poetry with appetite?
No one would think of the poem Zhu Pingan wrote when he was drunk last night, who would think of a semi-nondescript poem at a small banquet with the poem that Emperor Jiajing had a big appetite last night, ahem, In addition, is that called poetry?vulgar!

However, even though this small piece of paper from Emperor Jiajing is a bit sudden, it still can't help the Hanlin who are talented and well-educated.

In particular, Yuan Wei is more witty and quick-witted, just like when he offered Qingci and Fu, Yuan Wei took up a pen and wrote down a literary poem in almost half a cup of tea:

The hump of the purple camel comes out of the emerald cauldron, and the disk of the essence of water is covered with plain scales;
The rhino chopsticks have been full for a long time, and the luan's knife cuts the air;
The scorpion wields two knives left and right, and the golden plate is flying high with white snow.

Flying birds from the Yellow Gate do not move the dust, and the imperial cooks send eight treasures in an endless stream.

Yuan Wei wrote a poem so quickly, which was beyond everyone's expectations. Several Hanlin people watched Yuan Wei's poems, and they were full of praise for Yuan Wei's poems. , It's like seeing the climax of the chef's craftsmanship, and praise the masterpiece.

Yuan Wei listened to the praise, looked at Zhu Ping'an who hadn't written a pen yet, and couldn't help showing a look of complacency. What kind of No. 1 young scholar, with a false reputation, can compare with me, Yuan Wei? !
(PS: Please ignore Du Fu's "A Journey to Beauty" and "Watching Fishing Songs", and assume that this work began with Yuan Wei.)
(End of this chapter)