Rise From the Humble

In the evening, the sun finally restrained its fiery temper and became a little gentler, and the steaming heat also dissipated a lot.

It's almost time to get off work.

Sure enough, soon the sound of bells and chimes sounded.

get off work.

Si Zhi's first day went smoothly.

Zhu Pingan stretched out from the sea of ​​memorials, let out a long breath, put down his rolled-up sleeves again, reached out to pick up the cup in front of him, and took a big gulp of herbal tea.

Get up

Just as he was about to say something to his colleagues in the room and prepare to leave after work, he heard a burst of footsteps coming from Wuyi Hall, and then heard a footsteps coming to the door, and then heard a drake voice coming from came from the door, "Your Majesty is sympathetic to the hard work of all of you, and has specially ordered my servants to bring you dinner. Please enjoy it slowly."

soon

Four dishes, one soup, and a basket of steamed buns were brought in by a little eunuch.

After the little eunuch left, Zhu Ping'an stood up and looked at the four dishes and one soup that were all delicious and delicious. He was slightly surprised, and then said happily: "Hey, the benefits of Wuyi Palace are great, and there is also dinner supply. Wouldn't it be available every day in the future? Koufu has tasted the skills of the royal chef, and the two dishes and one porridge served in the last palace trial are still unforgettable to me."

As soon as Zhu Pingan finished speaking, he saw the other two colleagues in the room looking up and looking at him like an idiot.

"Haha, Zihou doesn't know. Wuyi Hall does not serve dinner every day. Every time dinner is served, it means that we will be on night duty at Wuyi Hall today." Li Chunfang stood up, smiled, shook her head, and explained.

Well

Doesn't that mean I have to work overtime all night today? ! Zhu Pingan now finally understood why those two colleagues looked at him that way.

but

Life is like being raped. If you can't resist, then enjoy it.

Zhu Pingan did it.

Now Li Chunfang and the other three have seen Zhu Pingan's appetite. Zhu Pingan ate half of a basket of steamed buns by himself. With Zhu Pingan as a new force, the four dishes and one soup in this office are also available on CD for the first time.

The skills of the imperial chef are truly incredible.

After dinner, Zhu Ping'an strolled to the palace gate as if he had eaten. He informed Liu Mu and Liu Dadao who were waiting outside the palace gate, and asked them to go back and tell Li Shu that they would be in Wuyi tonight. The palace is on duty all night, so I won't go back.

After returning to Wuyi Hall, Zhu Pingan received the mission.

Qing Ci

Qing Ci

Still Qingci.

Emperor Jiajing will hold a fasting and praying ceremony at Taiyi Hall tomorrow afternoon. He needs Qingci prayers to communicate with the Three Qing Dynasties, so he will submit Qingci prayers to the Cabinet and the Hanlin Academy.

Yan Song paid great attention to it and ordered everyone in Wuyi Hall to immediately put down what they were doing and devote themselves to the important matter of Qingci. They must not miss the holy feast at noon tomorrow.

Even Zhu Ping'an is good at Qingci, a frivolous thing, but he still racks his brains to write it.

Among the famous Qingci in history, only a few are famous. Excluding those written by Yan Song, Li Chunfang, Yuan Wei and others, there are very few left. These famous green words of "ownerless" cannot be used so easily. Just like good steel is used on the blade of a knife, it must be used at critical moments.

Therefore, Zhu Ping'an could only rack his brains and create his own Qingci.

As night falls slowly, the lights in Wuyi Hall are brightly lit, and all the officials are concentrating on composing Qing Ci, especially Mr. Yan Song, Yan Ge, who is a serious and responsible person, and even Yan Shifan, who came to report on the work, stays to write Qing Ci.

After working hard until around midnight, Zhu Pingan and others took their tired bodies to sleep in the low duty hut.

Zhu Ping'an was assigned to sleep in a room on the side, named "Wuxu", which was adjacent to the toilet in Wuyi Hall.

Although the Wuxu Shilu House is a single room, it is too low and too small. It is estimated to be only about five square meters. It is a simple small wooden house. It can only fit a bed, a table and chairs, and nothing else, such as a wardrobe. Don't even think about the bathroom or anything else. It was several times more shabby than the simplest office in a certain county that Zhu Pingan saw in modern times.

The quilt smells musty

Fortunately, the room was so hot most of the night that there was no need for a quilt. Zhu Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating tone.

Due to the stifling heat and mosquito bites, Zhu Ping'an didn't know how he fell asleep.

The next day, Zhu Pingan got up early and was woken up by people coming to the toilet one after another. After getting up, Zhu Pingan went to the toilet, followed other officials to a corner of Wuyi Hall to wash up, and then had breakfast together. .

Before the bell rang, and before it was time for work, the three elders, Yan Song, Xu Jie, and Lu Ben, all arrived early in their respective offices to concentrate on Qingci.

The leaders worked so hard, and no one below would dare to be lazy, so Zhu Ping'an also started working consciously along with the officials.

He went to the toilet on the way and passed through Wuyi Hall. Looking at the scene of painstaking writing of poetry up and down in Wuyi Hall, Zhu Pingan shook his head and sighed.

Military and state affairs are nothing compared to a Qing Ci.

After going to the toilet and returning, Zhu Pingan witnessed a young official from the Ministry of War who came to report the military situation of Anda Khan's invasion of Jiliao. He had been waiting outside the office door of Mr. Yan Song Yan Ge.

The reason

It turned out that Yan Song had not finished writing the Qing Ci in Yan Ge's hands, so the people on duty outside asked the officer who was reporting on the military situation to wait outside until Elder Yan Ge had finished writing the Qing Ci before going in to report. Interrupting Mr. Yan Ge's train of thought.

Last time, an official came to report the military situation of the Japanese pirates invading Taizhou and other places in the south of the Yangtze River. He didn't know that Mr. Yan Ge was writing Qing Ci, so he pushed the door open and went in. As a result, he interrupted Mr. Yan's train of thought and damaged his hands. Qing Ci is of poor quality.

Not only were the officials who reported military intelligence severely punished, but the people on duty outside were also severely criticized.

Therefore, from then on, the people on duty outside had a long memory. Every time when Mr. Yan Ge was writing Qing Ci, he paid special attention. Anyone who came had to wait outside until Mr. Yan Ge finished writing a poem. Let's talk about the poem again, lest someone interrupt Mr. Yan Ge's train of thought again.

Zhu Ping'an returned to the room. After completing the assigned tasks, he took a walk around the door while pouring tea.

It was discovered that the official who reported the military situation of Anda Khan's invasion of Jiliao was still standing upright outside the old gate of Yange.

But what made Zhu Pingan curious was that after waiting at the door for so long, the official showed no emotion at all on his face. He still stood upright, like a spear holding the sky, but his sharp edge was restrained, as if he could pierce the sky once released. of.

It's not simple. This man, so majestic and majestic, must not be an unknown person.

Zhu Ping'an's eyes couldn't help but light up. He thought silently for a moment, then shook his head, unable to guess who this person was. There were many famous military generals during the Jiajing period, including Hu Zongxian, Qi Jiguang, Yu Dayou, and Tan Lun. There were also many military generals and officials in history who had nowhere to display their talents. How could I have guessed it?