Chapter 113 Preparation for Debating Confucianism?
Chapter 113 Preparation for Debating Confucianism?
Liang Chu, who had become an outsider, could tell at a glance: the so-called accompanying bachelor's degree in the imperial study room and the national policy meeting were probably real classrooms customized by the emperor for himself.
What can you learn from the daily lectures on Jingyan? The knowledge of Jingyan and its meaning? Taking history as a mirror?
But on the one hand, it is the suggestion side of coming up with strategies, and on the other side, it is the review side of mastering the approval. These are the two most important links in many real state affairs.
Zhu Houcong has indeed entered a state of learning and evolution, and he has decided to temporarily delegate power on ordinary state affairs.
Therefore, the chief bachelor of the royal study will indeed be very important.
If he has to carefully read every memorial that is submitted and then give his own comments, then he really has to be prepared to spend more than ten hours a day reading, thinking, and making decisions.
The more powerful the emperor was, the more worries his officials had.
"So, the number of memorials that I have read now has exceeded 30% in the past?"
In the Dongnuan Pavilion, Zhang Zuo, who had sent over a new batch of memorials, replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, there are more than what was presented every day in the past few years, 30% is at least, and your Majesty has read every memorial. In the past two days,
Due to the establishment of the Imperial Study Room and the National Policy Council, the number of ammunition has begun to increase a lot, and I'm afraid there will be more tomorrow."
It was already 15:00, and Zhang Zuo knelt down again: "Your Majesty, I know that your Majesty is paying attention to the reactions of the courtiers in the past two days, so I dare not hold back the memorial that has been submitted to the palace. It's just that you do this every day, Long.
How can the body cope with the food?"
Huang Jin also knelt down and advised: "Your Majesty, it's already five o'clock in the morning, and you are still reviewing the memorial. The dragon body is important!"
In this era and before, this word was really serious.
When the cold air approached a certain place, he would gnash his teeth, tremble with fear, and be powerless to stop it. Then, a line would quickly tear him into pieces, and a severe pain would shoot straight to his forehead.
So when Zhu Qingping saw His Majesty's eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling, she felt confused for a moment: "But what I said is wrong?"
It's just that Huang Jin has received this new assignment. From today on, he will officially enter the Clerk of Ceremonies, and this eunuch Bingbi has a special prefix - Yushufang Bingbi.
Huang Zuo thought to himself, what's the point of you, Hanlin Academy bachelors with low grades and no actual jobs, supporting Zhang Bi?
Zhang Bi, who was from the same hometown as His Majesty and Yuan Zonggao, said humbly: "How can I take on such an important task because I have a crude talent and knowledge?"
After kneeling down at the back, the colleague who was closest saw him and moved his knees further to the side.
Some people in the crowd of onlookers cheered through gritted teeth, while others looked at him enthusiastically with unintelligent respect: "What a man he is to be able to create such a great reputation!"
Punishment is Ling Chi.
There should also be a biography of him in "The Great Ming Zhong Ren Jian", right?
Huang Zuo decided to visit Liang Chu again in the evening and ask him about Jiang Bin's past before he left the capital.
Huang Jin thanked him excitedly: It turns out that His Majesty had already planned to give him this important position.
But what should I say? Seeing her seriously discussing today's research results on the word "sex" with him under the candlelight, Zhu Houcong always felt strange in his heart.
I feel sad inside, looking back on a lifetime of experiences, but those important moments are all gone in just a moment.
Zhu Qingping, who was arranged by the emperor to study the classics, was very attentive to it. When Zhu Houcong went to court or was in the Zhongyuan Hall, she stayed in the Qianqing Palace and studied it with great concentration.
The face that said "Speak boldly" to him that day appeared in Jiang Bin's mind.
He listened to those who scolded him and those who praised him.
The energy that constantly surged out of his body at the age of fifteen was very valuable to Zhu Houcong, and the spiritual will to clarify state affairs now probably also played a big role.
These sour scholars speak well.
"Can you bear with it? This is just the beginning, wait and see if he barks!"
"...Your Majesty?" Zhu Qingping whispered a reminder.
For a moment, a thought arose: If I had met this person back then, would things have been different?
But no chance.
Zhu Houcong's reward for Huang Jin's "rescue from the fire" finally arrived a month later, and now everyone else knows why it was later.
"How can we allow Wang Bo'an to be the chief accompanying scholar in the royal study?"
"Chongxiang, you should pay a visit to Uncle Da Zong's house to talk about our hometown friendship..."
In fact, since the emperor came to the throne, the Chief of Ceremonies has never dared to criticize Zhu without authorization - the emperor has never given them permission to do anything. Moreover, His Majesty's energy is simply different from ordinary people, and he will personally review every memorial.
Jiang Bin tried his best to look up at Zhang Zilin and others on the execution platform with distracted eyes. Jiang Bin really wanted to talk to them about something.
The foundation is there, she is at least literate, and she has read through some classics before, but now she needs to study more deeply.
"Sigh. It's not incompetent, but why do you want to be a traitor to the country?"
Zhu Houcong looked at them, their voices choked with emotion.
After the great cleaning of the palace caused by the Sun Jingmen disaster, it is still in a state where no one dares to make mistakes.
"Have you stopped breathing? I heard that Ling Chi can be cut for a long time without losing breath!"
After the approval opinions are given here, the palm print is nothing more than a sealing procedure.
"Have you fainted? You didn't even scream. I thought the punishment of this traitor was very interesting..."
In the Hanlin Academy, Huang Zuo stood at a distance and listened to the indignant discussions of the "seniors".
Zhu Qingping began to talk about this nature and that nature. Zhu Houcong indeed recalled what the heavenly king Shouren mentioned about the nature of destiny and the nature of temperament when he was debating scriptures with Yang Tinghe.
"My slave has studied the definition of the word "Xing" today. "Shuowen" says that "Xing" is a person's yang qi and good nature. "Guangya" says that "Xing" means quality. "Xunzi Zhengming Pian" says that "Sheng" Therefore, it is called sex..."
So what if you have a high position of power? Once you are a fish, only some ignorant people will watch the fun.
Huang Zuo looked at Zhang Bi with envy: This is the man whose fortune has come. His teacher Shi Yun has great hope of joining the cabinet. Yuan Zonggao, a fellow countryman, is the head of the old ministers of Qiandi and the eldest uncle, and he already has the title of Zhan Shuguan. Experience, the rank of a bachelor's degree student.
"His Majesty ordered that each of the Hanlin Academy should submit three articles on the meaning of the scriptures within a month, for the purpose of preliminary screening for the chief accompanying scholar in the imperial study room. Even if he is only a candidate, he will also be awarded the position of walking academician in the imperial study room to watch on behalf of the emperor.
National policy is implemented!”
He silently returned to the room where the concubines were crowded, walked to his temporary table, and suddenly thought of Jiang Bin, who was being tortured today.
There was a sudden noise outside the door, and Huang Zuo immediately stood up and hurried outside.
Zhu Qingping pursed her lips and looked at him.
The Supervisor of Ceremonies is still there, but his most important power undoubtedly needs to be transferred to the Imperial Study Room.
In the middle of the night, Zhu Houcong and his eldest sister, the personal maid, continued to study "sex".
"If you are born at the wrong time, it is self-destruction. Since you are in a high position, why don't you be loyal to the country, but instead compete with your friends and seek rebellion?"
I get up before dawn to prepare for the morning routine, take a half-hour nap after lunch, and then fall asleep around midnight at night.
Zhang Bi doesn't expect to be the chief, but even if he just enters the imperial study room, he will rise to the top.
The structure of the imperial study room is being further improved, and Zhu Houcong has learned a lot about word games from reviewing the memorials for more than a month.
Now we need to delve deeper into knowledge, that is, we must delve deeply into the origin behind every word, and we must always be able to understand the "slang" that others have disrupted and explain in their own words.
Wracked by severe pain, he wanted to curse at the top of his lungs, but his mouth was filled with walnuts.
It hurts so much!
He had to find something else to do with his attention, so he tried his best to listen to the discussions of these ignorant people.
He didn't know why, but despite the severe pain all over his body, he felt that his vision and hearing were much stronger.
The only one who is not serious is Zhu Houcong himself.
"My servant obeys your order, long live your majesty!"
But if you think about it carefully, it is indeed very "curly".
Sitting on the couch outside the dragon couch, Zhu Houcong was just thinking about the candidate for the chief of the imperial study, so he was a little distracted for a moment.
"It is a heresy and it is difficult to convince the people even if it is a banquet of scripture lectures. How can we continue to serve around and misinterpret the meaning of the scriptures? Chongxiang, we all support you when the president elects you!"
After Zhang Zuo and Huang Jin left, Zhu Qingping followed Zhu Houcong upstairs with the scroll and slept on the second floor from the left tonight.
At the entrance of Caishi Street, there is an old execution ground.
According to the new situation in the past two days, His Majesty will also talk to her about his experience in studying the scriptures before going to bed.
Then he suddenly realized: the famous Jiang Bin died today, and no one in the Hanlin Academy talked about it. This phenomenon... is quite intriguing...
I'm actually fine.
Zhang Zuo didn't show any expression.
After a moment of silence, an excited voice burst out almost at the same time: "I accept the decree!"
After confessing those people, I didn't see any excitement after all. After all, the road to Huangquan was still a little lonely.
But what makes Zhang Zilin and others feel uneasy is the new opportunity that belongs to the princes in the court.
"That's very good, keep talking."
But Yan Song and Liu Long... do not have enough practical experience.
He also feels that cursing or shouting is too cheap, so why bother?
Jiang Bin is indeed enduring it.
Now the Director of Ceremonies has the right to approve the red papers with the participation of the bachelor of the royal study, but no one, neither Zhang Jin nor Zhang Zuo, dares to say anything about it.
"I know your loyalty." Zhu Houcong had already decided to temporarily delegate his power and went out. After looking at the pile of memorials, he stood up and stretched, "That's all. Now that the imperial study has been set up, Huang Jin, you will first receive a master of ceremonies.
The envoy who supervises the imperial study will review the memorials together with the accompanying readers in the imperial study every day after the court. Unless it is urgent, I will not approve the memorials before noon."
Jiang Bin focused his eyes after seeing clearly, and then some doubts appeared in his eyes: these people who had always wanted to kill him quickly, now saw that he was being tortured, why did they not have a trace of happiness on their faces, but all of them were thinking?
Doesn’t belong?
The corners of his mouth pulled up a little, which seemed like a twitch caused by severe pain, but also like self-mockery.
And I...Shizhangyuan has no intention to start organizing and compiling "The Legend of Zhongcheng in the Ming Dynasty" now.
Although Yuan Zonggao and Zhou Zhao were responsible for Zhu Houcong's enlightenment back then, he did not advance in the direction of more profound knowledge. Basically, he just knew the most common interpretations of certain sentences just like later generations learned classical Chinese.
The next serious class was indeed at the national policy meeting, in the imperial study room where I was accompanied by an interpretation of the cabinet vote draft opinions.
Jiang Bin's attention stayed on this man's voice, and he felt a sneer in his heart.
"The Imperial Academy accepts the order!"
But he couldn't hide his gaze.
As for Zhang Jin and Zhang Zuo, the task given to them by His Majesty is naturally to focus on the management of factory guards, palace ministers, and female envoys.
It seems that what the prison boss who likes to show off his authority and ability in front of his downtrodden self is true.
…
And the sharp blade continued to greet him.
"Well done!"
Hearing the voice, he hesitated and looked back at the university chapter annotated by Zhu Xi: "What did you just say?"
There is also a walking bachelor in the royal study room!
This imperial study room is like a floodgate that lifts all boats! It seems that the two bachelor's degree associates now will be appointed to actual positions after having this experience.
Before that, there were also missions to implement Guanzheng's national policies, which was much higher than the Six Ministries of Guanzheng!
Think about it, there are only two bachelor's degree companions now, and how many major events have been decided by the national policy conference? Can the two of them run through it?
This cake is getting bigger and bigger!
It smells so good!
Recommend a masterpiece of historical Ming Dynasty text "The Ming Dynasty's Direct Son": He traveled through time and became Zhu Yuanzhang's direct grandson and Zhu Biao's direct son. He deposed the concubine Zhu Yunwen and ordered the King of Yan to march north.