Chapter 290 Fengchan (Twenty-five) Half the effort is yours!
"Could it be that your civil service group wants to use me to reverse the aftermath of the Dali Conference?"
This was Zhu Yijun's simmering dissatisfaction, but he also knew that the matter was only discovered at this moment because he was used to it. So when Gao pragmatically presented the tens of thousands of words of the itinerary, he only roughly
After a few glances, I simply replied with a "yes" because of my complete trust in Gao Pragmatic.
Since Gao Jingshi was appointed as the prince's companion in the early fifth year of Longqing, he has never made any mistakes in his work in the past thirty years, just like Huo Guang, who has never been criticized for decades by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
Rigorous. How could such a person, who is more accurate and sophisticated than a Western clock, and is now in his prime, make an unexpected mistake?
Therefore, in Zhu Yijun's opinion, either this matter is that the civil servant group has begun to unite again to coerce the emperor, or... or there is another hidden agenda. In short, Gao Pragmatic must be found as soon as possible to hear what he has to say
To justify.
"Ever since my grandfather Jiajing, the emperor has not offered sacrifices to Confucius. Do you know the reason?" Perhaps it is to deliberately reveal his attitude and set the tone for the next conversation, or perhaps because he is worried that Gao Pragmatic really does not know the past.
Those old things, give him a reminder first, so that he can get off the road... In short, Zhu Yijun's face was quite serious when he asked this question, with a look of "You dare to perfunctory and let me see".
However, to Zhu Yijun's disappointment, Gao pragmatically nodded gently and said: "The minister has written the "Da Ming Huidian", and the description of the Jiajing Dynasty is the top priority of the Wanli version of the "Huidian". So,
I am very aware of the causes and consequences of Emperor Sejong’s refusal to offer sacrifices to Confucius in person.”
Zhu Yijun did not expect Gao Pragmatic to answer like this. For a moment, he only felt his blood rising, and his vision went black. The surrounding areas of his vision were dim and stars appeared randomly in the center of his vision. He finally concentrated and widened his eyes, finally regaining his normal vision.
He tried his best but suppressed his voice and asked word for word: "In that case, why did you lure me to Qufu!"
Gao Pragmatic's face became solemn, and then he bowed his hands and said in a neither humble nor arrogant way: "The whole plan of the holy drive south has been detailed in the minister's memorial for the emperor's judgment. Today's itinerary is also carried out completely in accordance with the emperor's judgment. I don't know why the emperor directed it."
Is this a 'deception'?"
"You!" Zhu Yijun was furious when he heard this, but he immediately thought that from a procedural point of view, Gao Pragmatic's words were indeed true, so he immediately turned to sneer: "Okay, okay, okay, I am not strict enough in my review!"
Gao pragmatic's understanding of Zhu Yijun is beyond ordinary people's imagination. Now Zhu Yijun's performance is not at all what Gao pragmatic expected. Therefore, he still follows his planned plan, calmly and calmly talking:
"Your Majesty, I have heard that 'water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it.' Since ancient times, the people's support has been related to the safety of the country. During the Jiajing period, although there were innovations, they would inevitably arouse criticism from scholars. Now, if your Majesty can enshrine Zen
On this occasion, I personally visited Qufu to pay tribute to the most holy teacher Confucius with the dignity of the Emperor. This not only demonstrates His Majesty's respect for Confucianism and Taoism, but also shows respect and trust for the scholars of the world."
A trace of deep thought flashed in Zhu Yijun's eyes, as if he was considering the meaning of Gao Pragmatic's words. After all, they were classmates and old friends who had been friends for thirty years. Zhu Yijun quickly understood that Gao Pragmatic's so-called "respect and trust for the world's scholars" actually meant
The above should be understood in reverse:
Because your emperor respects Confucius and respects the world's scholars, so as a member of the scholars, I accept your love, so naturally I can't immediately refute your face, so... don't criticize Feng Chan, it's still a flower.
It is the truth that the person carrying the sedan chair carries the person.
Seeing that the emperor had realized something, Gao Qingshi immediately continued to speak in more delicate words: "Your Majesty, the teachings of Confucius have been passed down through the ages and are respected by scholars. If your Majesty can visit his temple in person, he will not only be able to rectify his origins, but also spread it to the world.
It shows His Majesty's wisdom and broad-mindedness. This move will not only enable the successful completion of today's major events, but may even settle past controversies, win the hearts of scholars, and stabilize the country."
Zhu Yijun finally calmed down and was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, with a hint of exploration and hesitation in his tone: "I understand what Yuan Fu meant. But I also have concerns. As the emperor, every move I make is related to the state.
, if we change the imperial grandfather’s political system easily, it may damage the imperial authority. In the future, I will eventually have to see the imperial grandfather, but how can I explain to him at that time?”
Gao Pragmatic smiled slightly. He knew that the emperor had been touched by his words, and what he needed now was further guidance and comfort: "Your Majesty, I believe that reforming this system will not damage the majesty, but it will show that your Majesty has the courage to innovate.
Don't stick to the old etiquette.
Moreover, Confucius once said: "A gentleman is not in competition with others, and a villain is not in competition with others." If your majesty can treat the world's scholars with a mind as big as the sky and the sea, then it is not the way of a gentleman, and why worry about not having Kunpeng to congratulate you?
?”
A glimmer of hope flashed in Zhu Yijun's eyes, and he seemed to be really satisfied with Gao Pragmatic's words, so he nodded slightly, but in a serious tone: "What Yuan Fu said is true, and I also mean it. But I also said something before: Shizong
The great ceremony discussed at that time is generally good, but there are some details that may need to be adjusted. If Yuan Fu wants to take action this time, I do not want to see anything that undermines the imperial authority."
Gao Pragmatic slightly cupped his hands and said calmly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I have carefully planned to ensure that your Majesty's sacrifice to Confucius can not only reflect your Majesty's respect for the most holy teacher, but also maintain the dignity of the emperor and convince the world's scholars.
oral."
"Oh? Is there such a way to get the best of both worlds?" Zhu Yijun did not dare to be careless this time, and continued to ask: "Yuan Fu might as well make it clear in advance, so that I can rest assured."
"This is a serious matter, and it is reasonable for Your Majesty to have concerns." Gao Pragmatic cleared his throat and said to Zhu Yijun in a gentler tone: "Your Majesty, I have heard that the ancient sage kings were able to bend themselves and obey others.
Show his virtue. This is why Confucius said: 'A gentleman does not have tools.' It means that a gentleman should not be limited to one form, but should change according to suitability to cope with all changes."
Zhu Yijun frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking about the deeper meaning of Gao Pragmatic's words: "Yuan Fu's words are better."
Gao Pragmatic laughed and replied calmly: "Your Majesty, I think that if this trip to Qufu can be slightly modified, your Majesty's benevolence and wisdom may be better reflected. For example, when paying tribute in front of the Confucius Temple,
If His Majesty can wear a Lan shirt, a leather belt around his waist, and a square scarf on his head, not as a ninety-five-year-old man, but as a scholar to worship the Holy One, this will not only show His Majesty's humility, but also show his respect for Confucianism.
respect."
Instead of wearing official robes or crowns, he wore the most ordinary clothes of ordinary scholars to worship Confucius?
Zhu Yijun's eyes lit up. He felt that the idea of being pragmatic seemed to make sense. After all, the emperor also had to study, and he also read the teachings of Confucius! From this perspective, it is certainly true to say that he is also a scholar.
He is just the most respected scholar in the world.
However, Zhu Yijun pondered for a moment, and seemed to be carefully weighing the pros and cons of Gao Pragmatic's proposal. After a while, he pondered and asked: "Yuanfu, your proposal is quite innovative, but after all, I am the emperor, if
If you don’t wear the official robe or the crown at the Confucius Memorial Ceremony, but instead wear ordinary scholar attire, will you lose your national integrity?”
Gao Pragmatic smiled slightly. He knew that the emperor had been moved by his words, and now he only needed further persuasion to deepen his existing thoughts: "Your Majesty, Confucius once said: 'It is better to be frugal than to be extravagant in etiquette; rather to be frugal in mourning.
Ye, Ning Qi.' His Majesty's move embodies the Confucian virtues of frugality and humility. Therefore, wearing a Lan shirt to worship Confucius not only does not lose the national dignity, but also shows His Majesty's sincerity of being close to the people and respecting Confucianism. This if
If this word spreads, scholars all over the world will surely admire His Majesty’s broad-mindedness and magnanimity, which are as vast as the world.”
Zhu Yijun's eyes immediately flashed with excitement, and he was obviously very happy with Gao Pragmatic's statement. He immediately said: "What Yuan Fu said...is absolutely true! In this case, I will follow your words and treat them as scholars."
I will come to Qufu in person to pay homage to the Holy Saint. I think this move can not only rectify the origins, but also demonstrate my benevolence. I sincerely put the finishing touch on this trip!"
Gao Jingshi was relieved. He knew that his proposal had been accepted by the emperor, and he even accepted it completely with great excitement. This also meant that he became the first civil servant after Jiajing to successfully serve as a civil servant in the hands of the emperor.
People who return to a city - and a big city, a huge city!
At this time, Gao Pragmatic finally put on his most sincere look when he saw your Majesty today. He bowed his hands and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, you are wise! I will immediately start preparations to ensure that everything is arranged properly to show that Your Majesty
of holiness.”
Zhu Yijun nodded, with a smile on his face: "Okay, I will follow what you said. This matter is of great importance, Yuan Fu, you must act cautiously and make no omissions."
Gao pragmatically bowed respectfully: "I obey the decree and will definitely live up to your majesty's trust."
Logically speaking, Gao Jingshi should have resigned at this time, but as soon as Gao Jingshi asked to leave, Zhu Yijun quickly stopped him. Gao Jingshi's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself: Hey, hey, you won't regret it in person, right? You
Now he is wearing a dragon robe, so he must keep his word!
Fortunately, the problem was not that serious. Zhu Yijun just said: "I have brought enough equipment for my trip south this time, but they are all for ceremonies and daily use. I am afraid it does not include Lan shirts and the like... Now that Qufu is close in front of us, I am afraid that temporary tailoring will be done."
Is it too late?"
At this point, he looked Gao Jingjing up and down, shook his head and said: "You are too tall, and you are much thinner than me. Your clothes don't fit even if I want to borrow them."
Gao Pingshi laughed and said: "Your Majesty is joking. These general affairs should be dealt with in advance. How can I let Your Majesty bother me?"
Gao pragmatic smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Before I left the capital, I had already prepared several sets of Lanshan square scarves for Your Majesty. I have also brought them today. They are now outside the imperial chariot door, ready for Your Majesty to choose from."
Zhu Yijun was overjoyed and praised: "Okay, okay, Rixin always does things so flawlessly, I'm very satisfied! In that case, bring it in quickly, it's getting late."
Soon, several sets of simple and solemn Lan shirts, leather belts and square scarves were brought in. Zhu Yijun didn't care too much. He glanced at it casually, touched the materials each, and selected the most pleasing one.
After confirming it, try on this special outfit in the royal carriage.
The maids and eunuchs standing around held their breaths and did not dare to make any noise for fear of disturbing the emperor. At the same time, they occasionally glanced at the Yuanfu next to them, who was asked to "no need to avoid" when the emperor was changing clothes, with eyes in their eyes.
Showing envy and fear.
The light in the royal carriage was soft, shining on Zhu Yijun through the window lattice, adding a bit of elegance to him. Gao Pragmatic stood on one side, with just the right amount of expectation and respect in his eyes. He knew that this was not just a one-time event.
A simple change of clothes was a profound tribute to Confucian culture by the Ming Emperor under his own persuasion, norms and even discipline.
The emperor of the Ming Dynasty did have unlimited power, but the "civilian-civilian" system still had the ability to discipline the emperor's behavior! After Jiajing, Gao Pragmatic was the first to publicly prove this.
This is different from the late Emperor Longqing's trust in his imperial master Gao Gong, and from Zhu Yijun's previous high and pragmatic trust in him. Both of these are just the emperor bestowing trust and authority on his ministers, rather than the ministers in turn influencing the emperor's will... or even
Reversing the emperor's will.
Influence, left and right, twisting, these are completely different concepts, and the intensity is even worse.
Under Chen Ju's personal attention, Zhu Yijun slowly put on the Lan shirt. This Lan shirt was different from the dragon robe he wore every day. It didn't have the splendor of gold thread embroidered dragons, no complicated patterns, only simple lines and
The deep sea blue color showed a calm and unhurried atmosphere. He gently tied on the leather belt. The texture of the belt was simple and tough, as if it could carry the weight of the world.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then, Chen Ju presented the gold-plated red sandalwood plate with the scarf on it with both hands. Zhu Yijun took the scarf from it and put it on his head upright. The four corners of the scarf were
It hangs down smoothly and complements Lan's shirt, making the emperor, who is slightly fat and has a rich face, appear dignified and extraordinary. But at this moment, he no longer looks like a high-ranking emperor, but an ordinary scholar, even an ordinary scholar.
A scholar full of respect for the Holy Teacher.
Seeing this, Gao Pingshi was inexplicably moved in his heart. He stepped forward and said softly: "Your Majesty, this outfit is really a model for the world's scholars."
Zhu Yijun looked at himself in front of the bronze mirror. Although he was plainly dressed in the mirror, his calm and self-defeating temperament was even more prominent. He smiled slightly and said to Gao pragmatically: "Rixin, I am also a scholar! Today I can
It is truly an honor for me to dress up like this to worship the Holy Saint. And if this move can make the world’s scholars sincerely convinced, I...have no other wish.”
Gao Jingshi bowed deeply: "Your Majesty, this act will surely be remembered for centuries and be praised by future generations."
Zhu Yijun nodded, turned around and walked out of the car door to the observation deck on the second floor of the imperial carriage, ready to see with his own eyes the scenery of Qufu as it got closer and closer.
The royal carriage is naturally different from other people's carriages. Even if the high-pragmatic carriage is specially made, in the final analysis it is just more spacious than the ordinary carriage and the interior decoration is more luxurious.
The imperial chariot is different. It can almost be regarded as a miniature version of the palace. It has two floors, is carried by sixteen large wheels with steel inside and wood outside, and is pulled by sixteen Ujumqin white horses. The upper level is the emperor himself.
There are two or three attendants, and the lower level is where some of the attendants and some of their utensils are located.
Zhu Yijun walked out of the door on the second floor of the royal chariot and waved behind him to call Gao Pragmatic out. Gao Pragmatic stood half a step behind and stood beside Zhu Yijun. He was looking at the scenery on the left and right of the official road when he suddenly saw Zhu Yijun pointing around and said with emotion:
"Rixin, have you seen it? I have this land of thousands of miles! However, in the past, it was not easy for me to even leave the Forbidden City once. The furthest I could go was to Wanshou Mountain to pay homage to my ancestors."
Gao Pragmatic pondered for a moment and replied: "A gentleman can do anything and cannot do anything."
Zhu Yijun was stunned for a moment. He seemed to feel that Gao Pragmatic's answer was inappropriate, but he didn't care. He just shook his head and looked around again, saying: "That's not the case now. I can see these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers if I want! Rixin, look at my mountains and rivers.
how?"
Gao Pingshi said calmly: "This is beyond the ability of human ministers to comment on. Please appreciate it by Your Majesty alone."
Zhu Yijun was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly, suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Gao Pingshi, pulled him to his side, pointed around for the third time and said: "I have today, three parts of it belongs to me, and the other two parts belong to the ministers.
The remaining half is up to you. Come, don’t refuse, come and see!”
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