Rise From the Humble

The Shaanxi Qing Li Department of the Ministry of Punishment is operating as usual. Criminal case files from Shaanxi, Gansu and other places as well as the Hou Army Governor's Office, Xingren Department, Jingfu Army Guards, Hedong Salt Transportation Department and other departments are gathered here, and are carried and distributed by small officials. Dear officials present.

There are many files, but there are too many lice, and the officials of the Shaanxi Cleaning Department have long practiced the leisurely working method. A pot of tea, a newspaper, and a file. After drinking tea, reading the newspaper, and reviewing the files, time passed slowly.

In general, the work seems busy, but the officials are still very relaxed.

The officials of the Shaanxi Qing Li Department of the Ministry of Punishment were leisurely in their busy schedule. He Ao, the minister of the Ministry of Punishment, had returned from the Yan Mansion. When the junior official whispered in his ear to remind the doctor Zhai Juntao, Zhu Ping'an, who was sitting at the door, had already passed the junior official's lips. The shape is read out.

However, doctor Zhai Juntao didn't make any comment, and Zhu Ping'an didn't give any hint.

About half an hour after returning from He Ao, the doctor Zhai Juntao sent someone to ask He Ao, the Minister of Punishment, for instructions again. The junior official brought a reply. After hearing this, Zhai Juntao waved the junior official to leave.

"Come here, serve tea to Master Zhu. Ping An, don't be restrained, just treat this as the Hanlin Academy. He Shangshu will send someone to inform us when he is done." The doctor Zhai Juntao smiled and ordered people to serve tea to Zhu Ping'an, and asked Zhu Ping'an to Ping An is less restless and impatient, and looks very enthusiastic.

"Thank you for your safety, Mr. Zhai."

Zhu Pingan stood up and cupped his hands to express his thanks. He slightly raised the corners of his lips and gave a disdainful smile. Zhu Pingan couldn't hear what the clerk just said, but he could read it through lip reading. The clerk's reply was that he should dry himself out first.

Haha, boil the eagle? Is this psychological warfare?

Sure enough, no one who can reach the position of Minister is a fuel-efficient lamp. Sometimes waiting is the most painful thing. Several reminders from the Ministry of Punishment made people feel that the matter was urgent. However, when I came to the Ministry of Punishment, they left me alone. He didn't say anything about Chen Qing, just let himself wait. Urgency and uneasiness will be waiting to slowly ferment. The longer the wait, the greater the collapse of the defense line in the heart.

Then, if the other party waits for work, he will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

Of course, maybe He Shangshu didn't take himself seriously at all, and it was just a habit.

If they were ordinary young men who had just entered the officialdom, they would probably have collapsed while waiting, just as they thought... However, it was a pity that they met Zhu Ping'an.

Zhu Ping'an was more laid-back than the officials of the Shaanxi Qing Li Department. He sat comfortably at the table near the door. The man in his decent official uniform was in good spirits. On the desk was a volume he had just borrowed from the Qing Li Department. I read Zhu Yuanzhang's "Admonitions to Encourage Officials" and flipped through a page from time to time.

While reading, I would pick up a cup of hot tea in my hand. Holding the teacup in my left hand, holding the tea lid in my right hand, I would flick the rim of the cup from time to time. The Longjing tea leaves in the teacup would fly up and down under the tug, and the tea would become more and more fragrant as they dance. .

In modern times, Zhu Pingan rarely drinks tea, and even when he drinks tea, he is not very particular. When watching TV, he is very puzzled by the fact that the ancients always flicked the bowl lid twice when drinking tea. Only after arriving in the Ming Dynasty did we understand the reason.

Drinking tea was an elegant thing for the ancients, and they paid attention to observing its shape, color, smell and taste. This is done by using the cup lid to stir the edge of the tea cup. The stirring of the upper water will cause the tea to form convection in the tea cup, just like the tea ceremony. Flying makes the tea more flavorful and the tea aroma more intense. If you like to drink clear tea, just stir it a few times less; if you like to drink strong tea, stir it a few times more.

In addition, modern tea cups have a metal filter for filtering tea leaves to avoid drinking tea leaves into your mouth. There was no such device in ancient times. The ancients used the tea lid to move the tea cup to move the tea leaves and residues to the other side, so as to avoid taking a sip of tea while drinking tea.

Oh, yes, tea cups in ancient times did not have that metal filter. I had just finished my apprenticeship in the Hanlin Academy, and I was still thinking of finding a way to make money. By the way, if this filter invention was "borrowed" from the Ming Dynasty, would it be possible? Get started?

Well, in modern times, it can be said that everyone has a cup with a filter. The market has verified that it works in modern times, but there is no reason why it wouldn’t work in ancient times. Ancient people liked drinking tea more than modern people. After all, in ancient times, tea was the only beverage available, and people had no choice. It can be said that the market was bigger than modern people.

This can be done. Of course, we will discuss this in the future.

While Zhu Pingan was drinking tea and thinking about the filter, Zhai Juntao, a doctor in the Shaanxi Qing Li Division of the Ministry of Justice, looked at Zhu Pingan from time to time without any trace. Then Zhai Juntao was shocked.

Zhu Ping'an sat comfortably, drank tea elegantly, and thought about the filter immersedly. The doctor Zhai Juntao also regarded it as reading a book.

Then, Zhai Juntao came to a conclusion that shocked him. This young man who had just entered the officialdom was so calm in this situation, as calm as a mountain even in rain or shine. People who have been immersed in the officialdom for many years may not be able to reach this level. Such a young man can actually reach such a level with his Qi cultivation skills.

When Zhu Pingan drank three cups of tea and read two books of Ming Dynasty laws, Zhai Juntao, the official of the Qing Dynasty, finally got up and took Zhu Pingan to meet with He Ao, the Minister of Punishment.

However, before meeting the Minister of Punishment, Dr. Zhai first took Zhu Ping'an to the Ministry of Punishment's Nursing Home to receive the files on Zhu Pin'an's memorial.

There were three officials in Zhaomo Office, all of whom were in the eighth rank, and there were about ten copy clerks. When they saw Dr. Zhai and Zhu Ping'an coming to the door, they all put down what they were doing and came to see them.

The Zhaomo Institute of the Ministry of Punishment is somewhat similar to the offices of modern governments and enterprises and institutions. It is mainly responsible for sorting and filing files, accepting and issuing documents, polishing the six-fang files, documenting documents, recording stolen goods and redemptions, etc.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhu Pingan smelled a strong smell of calligraphy and ink.

Zhai Langzhong always had Hexi's smile on his face, and he called the officials in the Zhaomo Institute by their names familiarly, which made everyone flattered for a while. If he hadn't learned about Zhai Langzhong's personality through lips in Shaanxi Qingli Department, Zhu Ping'an would have been deceived by his affinity.

But now...

It’s nothing more than an actor’s self-cultivation.

After leaving Zhaomo Institute, we went directly outside the office of He Ao and Minister He Ao. The room in which He Ao worked was almost the simplest and most dilapidated room in the Ministry of Justice... If you just look at the office environment, He Ao must be a selfless and dedicated person. He is an upright official at work, but... He Shangshu, who can join forces with Yan Song and become Yan Song's henchman, can be upright.

He Ao is very famous.

His fame comes from the two court sticks, which were made famous by two generations of emperors playing the court sticks. His brother, Emperor Zhengde of Jiajing, wanted to tour the south, but He Ao remonstrated to stop him, and was beaten with a stick by Zhengde; in the early years of Jiajing, when they discussed "big gifts", He Ao went against the order, and was beaten with a stick by Emperor Jiajing, and almost Beaten to death. Two strokes of the imperial staff brought He Ao huge fame.

Pity.

He Ao was not bad in his early years, but now he has become Yan Song's henchman, which has deteriorated.

"Why did Ping'an sigh?" Dr. Zhai had very sharp ears. When he heard Zhu Ping'an's sigh, he thought it was Zhu Ping'an who was afraid. He secretly smiled in his heart that he was still young. Now that he knew he was afraid, it was too late. What had he done earlier?

"Nothing." Zhu Pingan smiled slightly and shook his head slightly.

Zhai Langzhong showed a knowing smile when he saw this, and didn't ask any more questions.