Rise From the Humble

After Zhou Houjie left, it was time for lunch in the Hanlin Academy. The Hanlin Academy also had a public kitchen, which provided different levels of lunch according to the rank of officials. Of course, they were all free. Zhu Ping'an enjoyed the glory of his rank and had one more meat dish for lunch than Zhang Siwei. The two of them ate together.

Although there is a public kitchen in the Hanlin Academy, there are no public dormitories or a place to take a nap. There is only one duty room with two beds, but this belongs to the person on duty. Zhu Ping'an returned to the library after lunch. He found a sunny window in the library, moved a chair, reclined and closed his eyes to rest.

The sun was shining on my body, making it very warm and comfortable. I felt like I was back in Xiahe Village, basking in the sun with the breeze blowing by the river.

Xiahe Village

In about a week of work, there will be a two-month long vacation before the new officer takes office. During the two-month vacation, he can spend some time in Xiahe Village.

Zhu Pingan slowly fell asleep as he thought about it. In his sleep, his mother Chen stewed another pot of fragrant chicken soup. His father hunted two wild rabbits from the mountain and was treating them with his eldest brother by the well.

"Hey, Zihou, wake up quickly"

Just when Zhu Pingan was about to feast on his mother's fragrant stewed muscles, he was awakened by Zhang Siwei's broken voice. This man not only called, but was completely crazy and called while shaking his hands. Zhu Pingan woke up. At this time, I found that my head was almost turned into a rattle by Zhang Siwei.

"Dizzy, you are trying to commit murder." Zhu Pingan rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhang Siwei speechlessly.

"What kind of murder are you planning? Get up and come with me to the hall. A piece of paper has been sent from the Holy Land." Zhang Siwei explained briefly and walked quickly towards the front hall.

A piece of paper came from the Holy Spirit?

What was the purpose of Emperor Jiajing's paper being sent to the Hanlin Academy? Well, he must be looking for books right now. I haven't had time to sort the library yet, and Zhu Ping'an felt a little uneasy in his heart.

When he arrived at the front hall, Zhu Ping'an knew why Zhang Siwei was so anxious, because the person who came to pass the paper on behalf of the Holy Emperor was not an ordinary eunuch but the famous Eunuch Huang Jinhuang who was close to Emperor Jiajing. This Huang Jin was very trusted by Emperor Jiajing. An edict was drafted in front of the Hanlin Academy just yesterday. The edict was about Huang Jin. In the edict, Huang Jin was named "Eunuch of the Imperial Envoy, Governor of Dongchang Official School". This official position The abbreviation is "Admiral Dongchang", and the honorific title is 'Changgong' or 'Governor', which is the leader of Congdongchang. Huang Jin, the emperor's confidant and the leader of Dongchang, personally sent the small piece of paper from Emperor Jiajing. It must be a very important matter. No wonder Zhang Siwei was so anxious.

"Why don't Mr. Huang come here personally? Just send someone." Yuan Wei smiled and stepped forward to talk to Huang Jin.

"Master Yuan, you're welcome. This matter concerns the Holy Dragon Body. We are afraid that those brats might miss the point." Huang Jin shook his head, with a worried look on his face.

Huang Jin came in person, and Yuan Wei, Li Chunfang and others had already attached great importance to it. Now after hearing what Huang Jin said and looking at the anxious look on Huang Jin's face, Yuan Wei, Li Chunfang and others couldn't help but murmur in their hearts. Could it be that the dragon's body was ill? However, if something unexpected happened to the Holy Dragon Body, he should go to Tai Hospital. Why did he come to Hanlin Academy?

Yuan Wei and others were confused and worried, not knowing what the note from Emperor Jiajing was.

Zhu Pingan also looked at the broken piece of paper in Huang Jin's hand curiously, but when he saw clearly the material of the paper in Huang Jin's hand, Zhu Pingan didn't worry much. It looked like the piece of paper was taken by Emperor Jiajing from Qing Dynasty. A piece of rattan paper was torn off. It is estimated that Emperor Jiajing tore off a corner and wrote a note when he was praying to Heaven. Emperor Jiajing can still perform fasting rituals, so there must be nothing serious.

Even if it was a note, everyone in the Hanlin Academy knelt down to greet it. Li Chunfang, the oldest among the people with the highest official position, accepted the note on behalf of the Hanlin Academy.

"I would like to submit some poems about appetite."

When Li Chunfang opened the note and read the contents clearly, the expression on Li Chunfang's face was very surprised.

Seeing this, Yuan Wei became even more curious. When Li Chunfang passed the note to Yuan Wei, Yuan Wei's expression was almost the same as Li Chunfang's. After reading it, Yuan Wei passed the note to Zhang Juzheng who was standing aside. Then Zhang Juzheng read the note and passed it to the person next to him. Soon everyone in the Hanlin Academy read the note again.

Poetry with an appetite? What the hell?

When it comes to presenting poems to the youth, no one is curious at all. In the past, Emperor Jiajing would also pass pieces of paper to the Hanlin Academy from time to time for the submission of poems to the youth. However, this is the first time that I have presented poems with appetite. By the way, what kind of poems have an appetite?

"Your Majesty, your appetite has been very poor these past few days. I ate some last night, and our family was happy for a long time. But today, breakfast and lunch were not eaten at all. Our family saw it and felt pain in our hearts. Last night Your Majesty only gained appetite after reading a poem. Today, His Majesty couldn't bear our persuasion, so he wrote this note while meditating. All you scholars are talented and knowledgeable, so you must write more poems. , I leave it to you all to have the Holy Dragon Body." Huang Jin said and bowed heavily to everyone in the Hanlin Academy.

Just kidding, you are the factory director of Dongchang, who dares to accept your courtesy? Li Chunfang and others quickly grabbed Huang Jin, then patted their chests and promised to live up to their trust.

Your Majesty, was it because you read an appetizing poem last night that your appetite increased?

What kind of poetry is called an appetizing poem?

No one will think of the poem that Zhu Ping'an wrote when he was drunk last night. Who will think of a half-decent poem at a small banquet with the poem of Emperor Jiajing's appetite last night? Ahem, Besides, is that called poetry? vulgar!

However, although this little piece of paper from Emperor Jiajing was a bit sudden, it still couldn't stop the talented and knowledgeable officials.

In particular, Yuan Wei is even more agile in thinking. Just like when he first wrote poems and poems about poetry and poetry, Yuan Wei wrote down a poem full of literary talent in almost half a cup of tea:

The purple camel's peak emerges from the green cauldron, and the water essence coils around the plain scales;

The rhinoceros chopsticks have not been cut for a long time, and the luan knife cuts through the empty space;

He swung his two swords left and right, and his swords flew high on the golden plate and the white snow was high.

Huangmen's flying eagles can't move, and the royal chefs come to deliver eight delicacies.

Yuan Wei wrote a poem so quickly, which was beyond everyone's expectation. Several officials gathered around to read Yuan Wei's poems and praised Yuan Wei's poems full of praise. They were full of literary talent and looked at this poem as if they were seeing eight delicacies. , as if seeing the chef's climax skills, praising the masterpiece.

Yuan Wei listened to the praise and looked at Zhu Ping'an who had not yet written a pen. He couldn't help but show a proud look. What kind of young number one scholar, with a false reputation, can compare to me, Yuan Wei? !

(PS: Please ignore Du Fu's "Beauty's Journey" and "Song of Watching Fishing" and assume that this work originated from Yuan Wei.)