Taichang Temple is nicknamed the "Little Rites Department", and its main job is to be responsible for the specific organization and implementation of various sacrifices and ceremonies throughout the year under the leadership of the Rites Department.
For example, Taichang Temple is responsible for the on-site organization of the prisoner dedication ceremony that will be held in early August.
If it weren't for this, Lin Tailai, who loves to work hard and is pragmatic, might not be interested in going to Taichang Temple.
Arriving at the Baihu Street Street opposite, Lin Tailai and his entourage passed by the Jinyiwei Gate arrogantly and domineeringly, then passed by the Houjun Governor's Mansion and arrived at the gate of Taichang Temple.
After looking at the door, Lin Tailai said to those around him: "The official position of Shaoqing of Taichang Temple is very meaningful to me."
The right protector Zhang Wu was silent: "Because you can get more salary?"
Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people who can laugh with Lin Tailai. He is not dissatisfied with Zhang Wu, he just sighed:
"In the past, no matter how many part-time jobs there were, they were all classified as Lang Shuguan and subordinate to a certain yamen; while Taichang Temple Shaoqing was an official of a yamen, which is of course meaningful."
Although Lin Tailai recognized the significance of this official position, he still did not show more respect for the yamen.
I saw a group of Lin family servants rushing up, driving away the guards guarding the door, and occupying the gate.
Then Lin Tailai entered the Taichang Temple Yamen Office, and a Dianbo named Yang hurriedly came up to him and saluted.
Lin Tailai asked: "Is Mr. Zheng here?"
Yang Dianbo cautiously replied: "Not here."
Lin Tailai frowned, glared, and shouted: "It's only afternoon, why are you not at the government office? Are you avoiding me on purpose?"
Yang Dianbo shouted: "I dare not deceive Shangguan! He is indeed not here!"
Lin Tailai asked again: "Where is the young minister in charge?"
He, the young minister of Taichang Temple, has a false position and does not care about anything, so the person he is asking must be the young minister sitting in the yamen.
Yang Dianbo replied: "Wang Shaoqing is here."
Yang Dianbu then led the way and led Lin Tailai to the left hall.
This young minister named Wang Jiguang had been promoted from a position in government affairs. At the beginning, his greatest political achievement and hobby was to criticize Shen Shoufu.
After Lin Tailai sat down, he said, "Should Taichang Temple accept the leadership of the Ministry of Rites?"
Wang Shaoqing replied very politically correctly: "The affairs of this department are naturally under the control of the Ministry of Rites."
Lin Tailai said naturally: "Very good, then I will represent the Ministry of Rites."
Wang Shaoqing was unable to complain. The only people who could represent the Ministry of Rites outside were the minister and the left and right ministers, right?
No matter how bad it is, it has to be a core subordinate department like the Ceremony Department, and you, Lin Tailai, are just the head of the Host and Guest Department in the Ministry of Etiquette.
To put it bluntly, the Host and Guest Department has no control over Taichang Temple.
However, Wang Shaoqing also understood that there was no point in arguing with Lin Tailai, so he asked directly: "What do you want to do?"
Lin Tailai first sighed, "Should drums and cymbals be played at the prisoner ceremony? But the lyrics are a bit too old. I'm thinking of changing them and adding a chorus part."
There are hundreds of music and dance students in Taichang Temple's establishment, and the most handsome ones are selected from among the children of military guards.
The main task is to perform the soundtrack and dance at the ceremony. After all, there are no electronic equipment in this era, so we can only rely on artificial soundtrack.
The cymbals are military music and can also refer to triumphal songs. The cymbals must be played at the prisoner presentation ceremony.
If nothing else, the ancestral cymbals used in the early Ming Dynasty are still used.
The excerpt from the lyrics is probably like this: "The Ming Emperor, the fierce tiger brigade, pulls the dragon and flies, holding the yellow ax in his hand to summon him.
Yuan Yuan's fate is over, what should I do? Build a view of the capital. At this moment, the thorns are hanging down.
To bring order out of chaos, the play of saints and warriors, the great Ming Dynasty, the foundation of the founding of the emperor."
The contents are all about punching Chen Youliang and kicking Zhang Shicheng. Things from two hundred years ago are really cliché!
Wang Jiguang asked again: "What do you want to change it to?"
"I wrote some cymbals myself, which I can use." Lin Tailai expressed his feelings without hesitation.
Then he recited a few lines: "The emperor uses tiger ministers, all barbarians are led by General Yi, and they return to the temple, and the king's gods give him banners."
Taking advantage of the autumn to bring out the might of the army, I will see Jie Shu fly in the air. The ministers will celebrate their birthdays by singing the ibis song, and the generals will express their gratitude and worship in their brocade robes."
Wang Shaoqing: "."
Do you think the lyrics are too old? Do you think the lyrics written two hundred years ago cannot brag about your own martial arts!
Then Wang Shaoqing said without thinking: "Your request is really unreasonable, so let's follow the existing regulations!"
If you agree to change the song in this way, will you still be able to get along? You will be sprayed to death by fellow gentlemen!
Lin Tailai snorted coldly: "Wang Shaoqing won't give us face from the Imperial Academy, the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of War?"
As the main force of the Qingliu Party against the chief minister for many years, Wang Shaoqing still has eloquence and asked directly: "Is it possible that you are trying to make your own rituals and music?"
The sage said: "The conquest of rites and music came from the emperor."
Wang Shaoqing's rhetorical question made it difficult for Lin Tailai to argue.
Lin Tailai failed to open a breakthrough, so he had to come out from the left hall of Taichang Temple first.
He grabbed Yang Dianbo again and asked, "Where is Zhengqing? I'll go find him!"
Wang Shaoqing couldn't make sense here, so he had to ask Zhengqing to handle it.
Yang Dianbo pointed in the direction of the gate and replied with a grimace: "Taichang Taichang of the Tang Dynasty said that He Zheng has just arrived!"
Lin Tailai turned around and saw an old man staggering drunkenly into the atrium with the support of a servant.
At first glance, it looked like he had just drank too much outside and ran back to the government office to rest.
Although the discipline of officials in the capital was lax after the emperor's absence from court, it was still rare for him to return to the government office openly after being drunk at noon.
Lin Tailai was also surprised by this, and subconsciously said to himself: "Is there anyone in the court who is more bohemian than me?"
Then he strode forward to greet the old lady Chang Qing named Tang.
"Tang Taichang! You don't want the censor to know that you went to the government office drunk at noon, right?"
The handles delivered to your door are useless if you don’t use them!
Some things don't weigh as much as four ounces if they don't go on the scale. If Lin Tailai puts it on the scale, it won't weigh a thousand pounds!
Tang Taichang squatted by the corridor, vomited a few times, and then looked up at Lin Tailai with drunken eyes, "Who are you? Lin Jiuyuan?"
Lin Tailai said proudly: "It's me who really can't stand your disciplinary behavior!"
Tang Taichang cursed angrily: "True grandson!"
Before Lin Tailai could get angry, the guardians on the left and right got angry first. They all stepped forward and held down Tang Taichang, waiting for the order to sit down.
Although this old man is a high-ranking official of the third rank, for the honor of sitting in the palace, they can do anything even if they want to surrender the army.
Tang Taichang shouted: "My father refuses to obey! What else do you want, my disciple?"
Lin Tailai: "."
Damn it! This old man is actually Tang Shunzhi’s son!
Although Tang Shunzhi had little political influence, he still had some connections with him, Lin Tailai.
For the sake of appearance and prestige, Lin Tailai has been promoting that his martial arts and marksmanship were inherited from Qi Shaobao.
Qi Shaobao also learned the Tang Liuhe Spear and the art of war from Tang Shunzhi, and then passed the Tang Liuhe Spear to Lin Tailai.
Rounding things off, isn’t Lin Tailai, who claims to be the successor of Qi Shaobao, actually a disciple of the Tang family’s martial arts?
It is said that the capital is very deep. This does not only mean that there are many powerful people, but also that the interpersonal relationships are extremely complicated.
In an environment where respecting teachers and moral principles is a politically correct environment, what else could Lin Tailai do to Tang Taichang?
Helpless and speechless, Lin Tailai turned around and left.
Tang Taichang, whose legs and feet were weak, simply sat on the flower bed and shouted to Lin Tailai's back:
"If I am accused by the official, Jiuyuan Shiniece will defend me!"
Walking out of the gate of Taichang Temple, Lin Tailai felt unhappy.
I broke through the dragon pond, entered the tiger's den, swept through various courtyards and visited various ministries, but unexpectedly I failed in this small Taichang Temple!
I just want to replace the outdated cymbals with ones that keep pace with the times. What's wrong with that?
To be continued...