After writing the Zhaiqiao couplet, Zhu Ping'an checked the five couplets again, carefully confirmed the format, and rested for a moment after the words were correct.
The main purpose of checking couplets is to prevent typos in the couplets. This is not unfounded by Zhu Ping'an. Such an accident happened a few years ago. At that time, an Hanlin official was responsible for copying Qingci for Emperor Jiajing. After the firewood fasting, Emperor Jiajing asked the person in charge
The Celestial Master who was praying for a feast asked whether the Qing Ci had reached the heaven. As a result, the Celestial Master shook his head and sighed heavily and said, "The Qing Ci has not reached the Heaven because someone wrote a typo in it. The Nantianmen of the Heaven is responsible for this."
When the gatekeeper received the letter, he found that there were different words in it, so he confiscated it, and there was no Tongbing Shangxian." So Emperor Jiajing thoroughly checked the Qing Ci for Zhaijiao at that time, and found a typo.
One of the Ci's Hanlin officials gave him thirty strokes with a cane. His skin and flesh were torn apart from the beatings, and he almost died.
Zhu Pingan's inspection is to prevent such accidents.
After resting for a while, Zhu Pingan unfolded a larger piece of ivy paper, which was used to write green poems.
After studying the "Zhai Jiao Qing Ci Jing" presented by the old Taoist suspected of Lan Daoxing, Zhu Pingan's Qing Ci level has skyrocketed. At least he knows what kind of Qing Ci the Emperor Jiajing prefers. The Qing Ci that Emperor Jiajing likes
There are three main points. The first point is the writing style, which is the most basic. The second point is the flattery of becoming an immortal. The superiors prefer to listen to flattery. The third point is the core, simplicity.
In the Emperor's Heart, what he is actually talking about is understanding what Emperor Jiajing is thinking, which is the simplest but also the most difficult.
Jane is in the heart of the emperor. There are no more than ten people in the entire Ming Dynasty who can do this. Among them, Yan Song, Xu Jie, and Yan Shifan are the best; Yuan Wei, Li Chunfang, Yan Na, Guo Pu and others are slightly inferior, but they are also
It can be considered outstanding. Except for these people, no one else can do this. However, Zhu Pingan is confident that he can be one of them.
After studying the "Zhai Jiao Qing Ci Jing" and relying on the advantage of historical experience, Zhu Ping'an also had the capital to be confident.
Qing Ci first became popular during the reign of Emperor Jiajing. It was right after the Jiajing Great Rites Conference. The Great Rites Conference "began with competitions for exams, emperors, emperors, then temples and roads, and finally temple visits and music and dances."
, that is to say, the focus of the great ritual dispute is to determine the title of Zhu Youqi, Sejong's biological father, and the ultimate goal is to establish and consolidate his own rule.
Therefore, Emperor Jiajing only had two things in mind, one was to consolidate his rule, and the other was to uphold Taoism and cultivate immortality.
After straightening it out, Zhu Ping'an spread out the green vine paper, took a brush and dipped it in gold powder and wrote down the conceived Qing Ci word by word:
The special palace is built outside, and the festival is coming. The spiritual altar has been set up...
After writing this Qing Ci, Zhu Ping'an had two more brushes in his sleeve pockets. It was okay to have twelve brushes scattered in the two sleeve pockets, and the long sleeves of the Ming Dynasty costumes provided the best protection.
After the five couplets and one Qingci were written, the middle-aged Taoist priest next to him held a magical instrument and danced a strange sacrificial dance on the altar, and muttered something like, "Ji Shou worships Haotian sincerely. Haotian goes to pray today."
Banquet. In the Sutra banquet, golden light appeared, and the light appeared in the sky. Orbs hung in the air. The beads hung blue and fell towards the Yuanshi. The Yuanshi preached to the immortals. The immortals jumped up to pay homage to the Supreme Being. The Supreme Supreme Being Mi Luo was in the sky..."
Then the middle-aged Taoist bowed and bowed to heaven, and then hung the couplets and Qingci one by one on the altar.
"Your Majesty, please come down to the Dharma altar and rest." After doing all this, the middle-aged Taoist politely asked Zhu Ping'an to come down to the Dharma altar.
Zhu Pingan slightly arched his hands, then closed his sleeves and slowly walked down the altar. The reason why he closed his sleeves was because, ahem, there were a lot of writing brushes in his sleeves. The gold powder on the writing brushes was melted in a gold shop.
There must be three or four of them anyway.
After Zhu Pingan got off the altar, he found that almost everyone else had also come down. Zhu Pingan and Zhang Siwei just looked at each other. The atmosphere of Zhai Jiao was thicker now. From a distance, he saw Emperor Jiajing having sex with Master Tao Tianshi.
The hand-cleansing ceremony was about to begin, and the leader was nearby, so everyone present was relatively quiet. Zhu Ping'an quietly looked at Emperor Jiajing in the distance, and wondered with some evil intent whether Emperor Jiajing would dance the Great God during the Zhaijiao ceremony. That was simply ridiculous.
The painting is beautiful, don’t you think?
However, what disappointed Zhu Pingan was that after everyone from the Hanlin Academy came down from the altar, they were led directly out of Xiyuan. Zhu Pingan's wish to see Emperor Jiajing perform the great dance was dashed.
After everyone in the Hanlin Academy left the Xiyuan Palace Gate, they went directly back to the Hanlin Academy and each returned to their respective places of work.
Zhang Siwei was still thinking about Zhu Pingan's thick knowledge, so he followed Zhu Pingan back to the library. Anyway, he was fine for the time being.
"Ahem, I just picked up a writing brush. I've confirmed it. It's real gold. I gave it to those stinky Taoist priests who were pretending to be ghosts. I might as well make it easier for myself. I can at least exchange for this writing brush. Hehe...
…”
“I was very inspired by Zihou’s thick and black teachings.”
Zhang Siwei entered the library, looked around and saw that there was no one around, then put his arm around Zhu Pingan's shoulders, took out a writing brush from his sleeve, waved it in front of Zhu Pingan, and winked proudly to show off.
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After Zhang Siwei finished speaking, he saw Zhu Pingan looking at him with a very strange look, so Zhang Siwei naturally translated Zhu Pingan's look as "envy"...
"Hey, you don't need to be too envious, brother, I just had an idea like this on the Dharma altar..." Zhang Siwei patted Zhu Pingan's shoulder smugly, and then started to teach others by words and deeds, "Don't be envious,
Next time, next time you can..."
After that, Zhang Siwei noticed that Zhu Ping'an's eyes were even stranger.
"Hey, what's that look in your eyes, cough, cough, cough, okay, okay, I'll treat you to lunch." Zhang Siwei touched his nose and compromised.
After saying that, Zhang Siwei found that Zhu Ping'an's eyes were even weirder, and he had reached the peak of his powers.
"Hey, don't be dissatisfied, kid..." Zhang Siwei shouted dissatisfied.
Then
The next second, Zhang Siwei felt like a little rooster whose throat was pinched, his voice suddenly stopped, and his eyes looked as if he had never seen him for a long time.
Because in his sight, Zhu Pingan pulled out a brush from his sleeve casually. It was full of gold powder. The amount was more than his, at least one-half more.
"You too..." Zhang Siwei swallowed before saying two words, and then he stopped suddenly as if someone had strangled his throat.
Because in his sight, after Zhu Pingan pulled out the first brush and put it on the table, he pulled out a gold pen from his sleeve again, which was very heavy.
"You..." Zhang Siwei only had time to say one word this time before he stopped abruptly again.
In his sight, after Zhu Pingan put down the second gold pen, he took out the third gold pen, then the fourth, the fifth, the sixth... then one, two, three, four, changed his sleeves, and did it again...
Zhang Siwei was dumbfounded as he watched Zhu Pingan take out a total of twelve gold pens, speechless. Only now did Zhang Siwei understand the meaning of Zhu Pingan's eyes just now: Sibuza, you instigated you to not Sibuza (to be continued.