The old Taoist priest from Jiajing was alone inside the curtain, waiting quietly.
As if anger is building up bit by bit. Probably by the time she got ugly, Lu Fang was already sitting upright, not daring to sleep at all. Because the words of commendation were recited faster and the tone was obviously unkind, as if urging someone to die.
Fortunately, at the end of the day, the people from the Hanlin Academy finally came over to report.
Lv Fang, who had been sitting for a long time, stood up suddenly when she heard the noise outside, almost falling to her waist.
As soon as Jiajing inside heard another noise outside, he stopped talking.
After Lu Fang went out, he saw the number one scholar Gong Fan Yingqi leading the way, followed closely by the remaining No. 2 and No. 3 winners of the Jiajing Thirty-Nine Years.
"Eunuch Lu, these are the various natural disasters and civil uprisings from the end of Qin Dynasty to the end of Yuan Dynasty that I have worked hard and worked hard to sort out, in order to prepare for the Holy Emperor's inquiry. Among them, the first one is from "Zhuangyuan Gongfan Yingqi" It's not easy to hand in your homework in a bow and then show off how hard you are.
"You guys stand here, don't move around, wait a minute." Lu Fang was extremely tired now and was in no mood to be polite to these lively young people. He interrupted the conversation, turned around and walked in with two memorials. The monastery.
"Bring it up" Jiajing heard Lu Fang's footsteps approaching from inside the curtain and urged again.
The content of this memorial is too thick. So thick and sure to be polished. However, once you modify it, you will inevitably miss it if you say too much, and you will make many mistakes if you say too much.
These scholars seem not to realize the risks at all. The Qintian Supervisor team at Midnight were clever and only reported the objective results.
Lu Fang stood alone below, somewhat worried. After staying up like this all night, my steps are a little sloppy now, but I can still maintain it.
Outside the monastery, Sanding Jia had to wait obediently.
The content of the memorial is very simple. One special chapter records the natural disasters and civil upheavals copied from various estimates according to the chronology of the zodiac signs. A thick book with at least 10,000 words is possible. Except for the natural disaster in the front and the civil unrest in the back, nothing can be seen for a while.
There were too many, and they were not as interesting as the original text, so Jiajing naturally turned to the thin summary without flipping through it a few times.
"The saint is coming to court, the red sun is rising, and the avenue is glowing" Before reading two sentences, Jiajing felt disgusted. At the end of last year, Jiajing just killed Zhou Yunyi, who talked like this. Good guy, he is here again.
As good as a wise ruler is, as good as a foolish ruler is, there will be natural disasters and civil upheavals. Obviously, Jiajing, who was suddenly self-aware, realized that he would probably not be classified as a wise king.
With such an objectionable mindset, Jiajing began to compare the two reports of Qin Tian Jian and Hanlin Academy. The method is quite simple, just look for the things mentioned in the Qintian Prison in the memorials of the Hanlin Academy and see if they can be corroborated. He also looked for things mentioned in the Imperial Academy's memorials to see if they could be corroborated. Comparing the two, it is naturally clear at a glance.
Of course, Jiajing does not want to check them all one by one. He is mainly checking a few typical wise men.Things to do with Hunjun. The first is before and after Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty and before and after Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.
This comparison is indeed fishy. Because a large number of natural disasters during the Mingjun period were covered up by the Hanlin Academy. Jiajing's veins were immediately exposed.
Is this the literati’s Spring and Autumn style of writing and subtle words?
Thinking of this, Jiajing looked outside the door and took some back shots. If the Western countries had theocratic power crowding out the imperial power, then the Central Plains dynasty would not have the Confucian power crowding out the imperial power. Moreover, now only Confucians themselves can interpret the classics, and the imperial power is powerless. Under Confucianism, aristocratic families continued for an unknown number of years, but the imperial power did not last more than 300 years.
Realizing this, Jiajing felt deeply powerless even if he practiced immortality every day. History seems to have been led by these Confucians into a cycle of chaos and chaos. The royal family is the leader in this cycle and will die first, while the aristocratic families hiding behind the rafters will live out the year before last.
The more I think about it, the gloomier I become.
The reason for the gloom is simple. In Jiajing's traditional belief, only the emperor has always used civil servants as spearmen, but he did not expect that once it goes on for a long time, it is actually the aristocratic family who uses the imperial power as spearmen. This makes Jiajing's self-proclaimed mastery of regulating yin and yang look like a clown.
"Lü Fang, go to the library and check it yourself. Hurry." Jiajing circled a few mismatched places and asked Lu Fang to check them again. Although he had already accepted Qin Tianjian's statement in his heart, Jiajing, who knew that the future was difficult, was still quite embarrassed.
Because he is old. He has been in power for forty years and is already the emperor who has been in power for the longest time in the Ming Dynasty. It is really difficult to guarantee the results of the New Deal. The other is that his old buddy and milk brother have died long ago. If he could be reincarnated, he would already be two or three years old. In this world, if it weren't for the many loyal and loyal guards left by the former nanny brother Lu Bing, the throne of Jiajing would not be easy to hold. But the current commander of the Jinyiwei is just a transfer from a distinguished person, and is embarrassingly useless. In fact, Jiajing doesn't trust others as powerful as his brother Lu Bing.
From the time he ascended the throne to the present, Jiajing's trust has only been given to a pitiful few people, such as Lu Bing and Zhang Cong, the former chief minister of the cabinet. But these trustworthy guys are all dead, all dead. That Gao Hanwen is just a child with a yellow mouth, but he dares to expose the secret. Is this kind of person worthy of trust?
What’s embarrassing is that when faced with this kind of trust problem, Jiajing didn’t even think of trusting his son, Prince Yu, after thinking about it for a long time. He felt from the bottom of his heart that it was extremely embarrassing for his son to be dissimilar to his father. Then he saw that the top candidate nominated in the memorial was Xu Jie's disciple. In other words, his son was using such a good person, which made Jiajing even more furious when he thought of his son.
A man was thinking back and forth in the curtain.
Outside the door, Sanding Jia only saw Lu Fang hurrying out with the thick memorial. There was no movement inside the monastery, so he could only stay outside.
Fortunately, it is summer now. If it were winter, if we persisted like this, we wouldn’t have to go to Jiajing to start a campaign. Most of the people would be gone.
Lu Fang’s efficiency is still fast enough. Less than halfThe time is checked.
It is already Yin time. If you encounter a court meeting, it is already time to go to court. It is already dawn.
After reading Lu Fang’s check, Jiajing went to Jin Yiwei to check on Gao Hanwen’s student affairs. It seemed that he had made up his mind with difficulty.
In fact, there are only three decrees released. One is to accompany his unlucky grandson Guangxuan to a good family, the other is to protect Song Yingchang, and the third is to reward Qin Tianjian and bury his predecessor Zhang Jianzheng generously.
As for the three tripod armors outside the door, Jiajing went into the warm pavilion inside the jingshe to sleep without saying a word.
Lu Fang was busy delivering orders at first, but it was already midnight when she came back. Sanding Jia, who had stayed up all night and hadn't eaten breakfast, was now on the verge of collapse.
Not even halfway through Chenshi, the No. 1 Scholar fainted first as his body could not hold on any longer, alarming Yan Song and Xu Jie who were on duty in the cabinet.
Lu Fang then asked people to carry the number one scholar down, and also helped the remaining two out.
One more sentence at the end, "Our family stayed up all night last night. After going out to deliver the order, we went back to sleep and forgot about this place."
Hearing this, I was slightly awake on the stretcher. The champion fainted again due to anger.
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