After committing evil for three lifetimes, the magistrate was attached to Guo. After all his evil deeds, he was attached to the capital of Guo. Shao Boti, a second-class Jinshi in the eighth year of Wanli, had tears in his eyes. In the autumn of the tenth year of Wanli, he raised his head and sighed in his heart, this is really the truth.
Today is the autumnal equinox of the tenth year of Wanli, and it is the day when the emperor inspects the rice fields in Jingxi.
Walking in front of Shao Boti was a large group of Wuyangyang people - from the emperor down, there were cabinet ministers, ministers of various ministries, Shuntian Prefecture Yin and other high officials. In order to protect them, all kinds of people with guns and ammunition were standing around.
The military team, and the itinerary arrangements, road planning, order maintenance, etc. of all these people are supported by Wanping County - since two months ago, Shao Boti has been busy until midnight every day.
However, when the emperor went on a trip, he, a low-level official who had lost ten pounds, could only line up at the back of the queue and be a hero behind the scenes. Today's pig's trotters are not him, Shao Boti, nor his immediate boss, Shuntian Fuyin, but
Xu Zhenming, a farm doctor at the Ministry of Agriculture, Industry and Commerce.
In the third year of Wanli, Xu Zhenming, the magistrate of Shanyin County who was once the seventh rank equal to Shao Boti, persuaded Hai Rui to recommend him to the capital to grow rice in the silver medal. By the eighth year of Wanli, Xu Zhenming had made great achievements and was promoted to the Ministry of Agriculture, Industry and Commerce.
Among the doctors, he was given the title of Zhan Shifu Shao Zhan Shi - the fourth rank.
In the past two years, Xu Zhenming has been so hot that he has turned red and purple, making almost everyone's eyes wet. Because he dredged the Yongding River, rebuilt the Fuling Weir, and opened a new irrigation area of nearly 250,000 acres in western Beijing, including 100,000 acres.
The annual grain output of the paddy fields reached 800,000 koku - major warehouses in Kinki were overflowing, and grain prices dropped to the lowest since the first year of Wanli.
Xu Zhenming was first promoted, and later was awarded the title of academician of the Royal Academy of Sciences. His book "Lu Shuike Tan" was inscribed by the royal pen, and Prime Minister Zhang Juzheng wrote a preface to it. As for newspaper advocacy and setting up examples, it is nothing compared with his holy relatives.
Nothing.
After Zhu Yijun's inspection this time, Xu Zhenming was firmly assured of the position of a minister - if the Holy Family remained as before, he would be the Zuo minister in three years, and he would be the minister in another three years. Xu Zhenming was only fifty-nine years old at that time. According to the new rules,
The retirement age for ministers and junior ministers has been advanced to 60 years old, ministers can work until the age of 65, and senior ministers can work until the age of 70. Who would have thought that Xu Zhenming, a weakling in the top three, could work above the ministerial level?
"Book of Rites, Qu Lishang" says: "A doctor becomes an official when he is seventy." Kong Yingda, a famous scholar in the early Tang Dynasty, said: "Seventy is an old man. At home, family affairs are passed down to descendants. When he is an official, his duties are handed down to the king and his land is returned.
"Li Ye." This means that when a person reaches seventy years old, he should pass on his family affairs to his descendants at home, and return his position to the emperor in court to make way for wise men.
From the beginning of the Book of Rites until the Ming Dynasty, scholar-bureaucrats acted in accordance with the Book of Rites. In the past, senior citizens over the age of seventy in the imperial court had to give the emperor a begging memorial every year, indicating that they were not attached to power and wanted to retire at any time.
Pastoral, it was just because of the emperor's condolences that he had no choice but to continue working.
After the new regulations were promulgated, there was no need to write such memorials for begging for bones. The court had already arranged for the successor before the age of 18, and the elders retired to the throne a year in advance - but they were not allowed to leave the capital, so that the emperor could consult at any time on old matters.
After one year, he was promoted to minister or above, and was awarded the title of Chiyi. This was the end of his political career.
Shao Boti pulled his fingers from behind and told Xu Zhenming that this guy could easily work until he was sixty-five years old. If things went more smoothly and he entered the cabinet, he could work until he was seventy years old - maybe even get a prime minister to do it.
Qian, that's the ultimate person, you can really see all the mountains and small things at a glance.
Shao Boti was full of envy, jealousy and hatred behind him, staring at the back of Xu Zhenming who was talking eloquently next to the holy driver with burning eyes, eagerly looking forward to him stumbling on the dirt and smashing his mouth to chew the mud.
However, although this road is a dirt road in the field, there are no raised bumps and rubbish. Yesterday, Shao Boti took people to walk it and personally picked up several pebbles that were unsightly.
I am also from a county magistrate. I pick up pebbles myself, and others dare to plant rice in the north - I am really going to do some research to see if lychees can be grown in Beijing. The lychees shipped by speedboats from the province are so valuable, I
These Lingnan people are so greedy that they can’t afford it.
I heard that the Portuguese helped the imperial court build fast boats in Tianjin, which were faster than galloping horses on the sea. They were several times faster than the sand ships and lucky ships in the past. If they were really that fast, the day would not be far when I, Shao Boti, could afford lychees.
.Thinking of this, the fragrance of lychee seemed to appear in his mouth, and a pleasant smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The county magistrate next to him saw the happy look on his master's face and carefully joked in a low voice: "The county magistrate has done a great job in taking over this time. This year's plan is guaranteed to be high."
After hearing this, Shao Boti's expression returned to normal and he said, "Well, as long as everything goes smoothly and nothing goes wrong." Before he finished speaking, there was only a muffled sound in the sky, and then there was thunder.
The county magistrate raised his head and looked at the sky, and thought to himself: "This master, Yanjiangkou, brought the rain with just one word." Seeing a black cloud rolling from north to south in the sky, the county magistrate thought to himself: "Fortunately, I
Prepare raincoats."
Due to the sudden change in the weather, there was a small commotion in the team. Immediately, a message came from the front, asking Shao Boti to come forward. Shao Boti was so happy that his bones almost became hollow, and he flew to the emperor with arms fluttering.
Zhu Yijun asked him: "Should the rice fields I inspected today be harvested in the next few days?" Shao Boti's face changed when he heard this. How could he dare to deceive the emperor, so he had to say so. As expected, Zhu Yijun looked far away and said:
"How many acres can there be here?"
Xu Zhenming said at the side: "If I go back to the emperor, because I have decided that the emperor will come to inspect, there are three thousand acres left here without harvesting." Zhu Yijun said: "The weather is not good today. If it rains heavily, these will be fine. They are being dried.
Can we get the rice back? I’ll collect a lot of labor today.”
Hearing this, the ministers around him looked at each other in confusion. Shen Li, the Minister of Agriculture and Commerce, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about this. Wanping County and Mr. Xu have already arranged for people to harvest it, and there isn't much left."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yijun waved his hand and said: "Wanping County, lead the way to the nearest farm." Shao Boti was stunned and had no choice but to lead the way.
After walking for a while and walking around a row of willow trees, Zhu Yijun saw a dusty patch of flat land in the distance, and many people were busy harvesting it. It was extremely dark at this time, and the air was full of moisture.
, the rain is about to fall.
Zhu Yijun waved his hand forward and said, "Go and help harvest the rice!" Before he finished speaking, Shao Boti felt a chill on his face, and raindrops were already falling.
...
After the emperor returned to the palace, Shao Boti also returned to Wanping County Yamen. He entered the back hall, changed clothes, and drank ginger soup. He had not yet recovered from the fact that the emperor had participated in labor.
He felt that he had something to say to others. It was a kind of complex emotion mixed with excitement, admiration, etc., and it refreshed his outlook on life to a certain extent. He was a small county magistrate, traveling in the capital, and had no wife.
Come on, there's no one who can even tell me what's on my mind at this moment.
After being excited for a long time, the boy next to me finally called the master. The master came into the house despite the heavy rain and apologized: "I didn't know that the county magistrate was summoned, so I was late. I'm sorry!"
Shao Boti asked: "What are you doing on this rainy day?"
The master smiled and said, "I was sitting and having a drink at Widow Li's house across the street just now. The widow makes good fish balls, which are very fresh."
Shao Boti saw that the old Bangzi was leading a carefree life, and when he compared it with himself, he was so angry that he wished he could pull off his beard.
When the gentleman sat down, he told the emperor about the rice harvest today and said: "From ancient times to the present, even though the holy kings are on the throne, I have never heard of the emperor doing such a thing! What do you think of Mr. Xing?"
The gentleman smiled and said: "What's the point? Your Majesty also has to cultivate the fields every year when he urges farmers. Can't you harvest rice in the rain?"
After hearing this, Shao Boti sighed: "Sigh, sir, I haven't read this book very much. In ancient times, benevolent kings would at most 'pray secretly in the forbidden court or stand in front of your highness when there is a flood or drought'. This is extraordinary. Where can I go?"
Are you robbing rice harvesters?"
Mr.
That’s fine.”
Shao Boti's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he said with a smile: "Wonderful!"
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Records of the Holy Sect: "On Bingchen, Shuo, in the ninth month of the tenth year of Wanli, I was given twenty taels of silver, two inside and one outside."