Chapter 023 The spirit is higher than that of Baichilou
After the sacrifice was completed, the imperial chariot returned from Tianshou Mountain and once again stayed at the Nanshahe Courtyard.
Everything is as usual, except this time Zhu Yijun found an excuse, saying that Gao Pragmatic's sacrificial words were deeply appreciated by me, and he specially gave me two jars of royal wine, ten sections of fresh lotus root, and a four-character imperial letter "blame Chen Shan", and ordered Gao Pragmatic to reply.
The Beijing decoration is mounted and provided in the mansion.
Gao Pingshi immediately wrote the poem "Thank you for giving the imperial letter to censure Chen Shan with four characters". The poem goes:
The dragon paper depicts the sun and stars, and the algae in the sky hang down from the sky.
I have been looking into the Holy Yun in the Hengjing for a long time, and I received the Kui Chapter for accepting the teachings.
Lang Han wanted to see the Sendai move, but he was surprised to hear the fragrance of imperial ink in his room.
Confucianism is a blessing of grace and good luck, and it is extraordinary to be in bed.
Zhu Yijun was overjoyed to hear the news and went to the small courtyard where Gao Pingshi lived to "discuss the poems".
Of course, whether it was giving a calligraphy or replying to a poem, it was all a deliberate move between the two classmates. It was just to find a reason for Zhu Yijun to take people to the Gao pragmatic courtyard.
After all, if Gao pragmatically went to see Zhu Yijun, he would have to go in and meet him by himself, which would not achieve his goal. Only when Zhu Yijun came to see Gao pragmatically could he bring a bunch of people with him.
Although the four important ministers may secretly be jealous of Gao Pragmatic's close relationship with the emperor, they would not doubt their relationship.
However, the talk about discussing Ci and Chapters is not completely false. Gao Pragmatic did discuss Ci and Chapters with Zhu Yijun in the small courtyard, but the book boy he brought today was not Cao Ke, but Hou Gongchen who made a temporary guest appearance.
Among the eunuchs Zhu Yijun brought with him, there was one who was pretending to be the third princess Zhu Yao'e.
Oh, in fact, the fourth princess Zhu Yaoyu also came. The emperor said that she also wanted to see what her future brother-in-law looked like, and wanted to give her sister a reference.
Although Gao Pragmatic was very utilitarian in reading in his life and spent 99% of his time on current articles, he wrote too many eight-part essays and any style of writing was not a problem. There is no problem in discussing the words and chapters, and in order to provide
Hou Gongchen created opportunities for performance, and Gao Pragmatic went out of his way to give him the opportunity.
It was almost dusk, and the poems and lyrics were quite meaningful. Zhu Yijun and Gao Pingshi were sitting opposite each other in the hall, with Chen Ju and Hou Gongchen standing beside them. The two princesses dressed as little eunuchs were waiting not far away.
At this time, there was a peach tree in the courtyard, which was about to reach the end of its flowering period. Gao Pingshi smiled and said: "Trying on the clothes under the small peach branches, the butterfly powder fights for the fragrance. The moon flattens the grass, half of the face is red makeup. The wind suddenly warms,
The sun is growing brightly at the beginning, and the poplars are hanging down. A pair of dancing swallows, thousands of flying flowers, and the setting sun is all over the ground."
Zhu Yijun chuckled: "Your metaphor is wrong, a pair of dancing swallows?"
Gao pragmatic pointed to a pair of swallows in the courtyard and said: "Early summer is the time when swallows are flying. I don't mean anything else. This is not a metaphor."
Zhu Yijun rolled his eyes: "I'm sorry you don't dare." Then he said: "Which lady is this 'trying on Luo Shang under the peach branch'?"
Gao pragmatic shook his head and said: "It's just a fairy in a dream."
Zhu Yijun laughed and said, "If you can't ask for the fairy in your dream, how can you pity the person in front of you?" Then he looked towards where his two sisters were standing.
These two "little eunuchs" were a bit outrageous, actually whispering to each other. After listening to the emperor brother's words, the two of them looked at Hou Gongchen for a while. The third princess's face was basically calm, but slightly red, but the fourth princess's face was still calm.
What are you saying to her.
Hou Gongchen was a little nervous, but although he was still serious about studying, he lacked some quick wits, so he was in a dilemma when he was asked to compose poems impromptu.
Gao Pingshi saw his embarrassment, thought for a while, and said to Zhu Yijun: "The word "Chen" was just written casually, and it has no deep meaning. The emperor does not need to take it seriously... Gongchen, do you have any poems about Zhi? Old works can also be used.
Let’s take a look.”
When he heard that the old work was fine, Hou Gongchen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I wrote about Jingwei once."
Jingwei reclamation? It’s a good ambition, my friend.
Gao pragmatic laughed: "Yinlai."
Hou Gongchen coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said: "The north wind stirs the sky and the earth, and there are birds chirping in the empty forest. The ambition is long, the wings are short, and the rocks in the mouth float and sink. The mountains are getting higher with each passing day, and the sea is getting deeper with each passing day. I am ashamed of not mending the sky.
The horses stretch their necks and vibrate with mournful sounds. Hard work is a waste of self-reliance, but who cares about generosity? The waves are flowing eastward, and the past and present are made possible through hard work."
Gao Pragmatic, of course, wanted to applaud him, clapped his hands and praised: "What a 'hard-working man who works hard, who cares about generosity'. His ambition is to persevere. This so-called perseverance is the root of the ancient sages who achieved great things."
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Zhu Yijun mused: "Although I have perseverance, it is too painful and I have lost some youthful spirit..." However, he had only seen the pitiful appearance of the tenants in Shawan Village a few days ago, so he could understand Hou Gongchen's thoughts to a certain extent.
However, after all, he was a young emperor who was very ambitious and wanted to show off his great ambitions and benefit the world forever. Although this poem allowed him to understand Hou Gongchen's determination and perseverance, it always felt a bit dull and he couldn't help but pragmatically said to Gao
: "Pragmatically, this poem is too depressing. Do you have any more uplifting poems?"
Gao Pingshi didn't have any poems. He only wanted to be an official so that China would not reach Luchen. But when Zhu Yijun asked, he couldn't just spread his hands and say that Chen Guang only wanted to be an official.
So he pondered: "I have been back home for more than a year now, and I did write some before returning to Beijing to take the exam, but it's just too frivolous. I'm afraid it will only make people laugh."
Zhu Yijun laughed and said: "You are the top among the six top scholars in the past two hundred years, but you are a little frivolous. Who dares to say that? Just talk about it!"
The third princess and the fourth princess were quietly discussing Hou Gongchen's poem "Jingwei". When they heard that Gao Pingshi actually wrote a "frivolous" poem, they couldn't help but become curious. They stopped the discussion together and pricked up their ears.
Listen to six masterpieces by the number one scholar.
Gao pragmatically saw that Zhu Yijun really wanted to ask, so he had no choice but to apologize to Li Wenzhong. He smiled bitterly and said: "My husband is holding the Wu hook with only one hand, and his spirit is higher than that of Baichilou. Who has made history in the past ten thousand years? I am looking for a seal from eight thousand miles away."
Hou. The general is determined to follow the road quickly, how can he have the leisure to chase the water gulls! He smiles and points to the moon beside Lugou Bridge. How many people will come to Yingzhou from now on?"
When Zhu Yijun heard this, he slapped the table and said: "Okay! This is not a teenager's arrogance, it is clearly a young man's spirit. This is the courage that the Sixth Number One Scholar should have! He is worthy of the Wenquxing who asked me to personally write elixirs!"
The two princesses over there were also swayed when they heard this. Their eyes met, but at the same time they saw a hint of loneliness hidden in each other's eyes, and they both sighed softly.
Zhu Yijun did not pay attention to the expressions of his sisters. He was still immersed in admiration and laughed: "You have really arrived in Yingzhou now! But, who has made history in the past ten thousand years? Looking for a seal eight thousand miles away
Hou'...Pragmatically, you are a civil servant. Although it is difficult to be granted a title of marquis, it is not impossible. In the future, when you pacify the barbarians for me, not to mention being granted a title of marquis, even the Duke of the country may not be able to do so! Let me say it today.
Well, if that day comes, I will never break my promise."
Tuman is the left-wing Mongolia, which is also the so-called seat of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties. It has been the sworn enemy of the Ming Dynasty for two hundred years. In Zhu Yijun's view, if the Tuman can be defeated, this achievement is indeed not worthy of the Marquis.
He is a Duke, and if such a great achievement is really done in a high and pragmatic way, the whole court will not have much to say.
After all, the Jurchens at this time were still very honest, and even if other border troubles were added together, they were far less important in the minds of the Ming Dynasty officials and the public than the Mongolian native barbarians.
In his heart, Gao Pangshi actually did not regard the Tuman as a life-or-death enemy, but after the emperor said so, he had to cooperate to brighten the atmosphere, so he smiled and handed over his hands to thank him: "The emperor has an edict, how dare I disobey it? But I can't do anything right now.
When a Hanlin historian is in his position and plans his affairs, he should first compile and complete the "Da Ming Huidian". As for the Tuman, the emperor and the elders of the cabinet are responsible for strategizing."
Zhu Yijun smiled and said: "You are cautious, but these words are not as spirited as the young man before. Didn't you agree that 'the husband hooked Wu with just one hand, his spirit is higher than that of Baichilou'?"
As he said this, the emperor and his ministers looked at each other and laughed together.