Rise From the Humble

"Master Xiao Zhu, you have other things to do. If you don't have other things to do, why not go with us." Feng Bao invited, as if he had something to say to Zhu Ping'an.

"Dare you disobey me?" Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly, then stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation, "Eunuch Feng, please."

"Master Xiao Zhu, please." Feng Bao also extended his hand.

After being polite, Zhu Pingan and Feng Bao walked out of the gate of the Criminal Department together. When they passed the duty room, Zhu Pingan heard a warm greeting from his biological father. He turned around and saw who was in charge of registration when he just entered. The official of the Ministry of Justice, who was hot but then cold, was smiling brightly like a pug. He bent over and looked at Feng Bao warmly.

"Eunuch Feng, please walk slowly, father-in-law, please be careful of the steps."

The official in charge of registration sent the young eunuch Feng Bao off with enthusiasm and attentiveness, making him feel more affectionate than meeting his own father. This Eunuch Feng came from the palace, and He Shangshu went out to greet him just now. If he flattered this Eunuch Feng and gave him some gifts, wouldn't he be able to become an official and a semi-official?

I'm crazy

beware of the steps

This sound is simply ear-splitting.

It was also the first time that Zhu Ping'an saw someone being so humble and shameless.

The registration official sent Feng Bao off enthusiastically. As for Zhu Pingan, who went out with Feng Bao, he was ignored. The registration official didn't pay attention to Zhu Pingan at all, as if Zhu Pingan was invisible.

Praising the high and suppressing the low, this is the way the world is, and there is nothing worth caring about.

Seeing this, Zhu Pingan smiled indifferently, and then walked out of the gate of the Ministry of Justice with Feng Bao, and then looked back at the couplet at the door, "The ministers of power must not use grudges as a basis for entry or exit, and the emperor must not prioritize happiness or anger.", and more I find it inexplicably ironic.

The journey from the Xingbu Yamen to Xiyuan is not far, passing through the Hanlin Academy, and then walking a little further to Xiyuan. Zhu Ping'an and Feng Bao seemed to have a tacit understanding. They both walked slowly. The journey together took five or six times as long as usual. A foreign minister of the Imperial Academy and an eunuch of the inner court, both of the same age, were walking on the official road at the foot of the palace, talking and laughing freely.

By the way, if Zhu Yuanzhang saw this scene, he would probably kill both of them. Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang forbade eunuchs to interfere in politics, and even encouraged foreign ministers to make friends with eunuchs in the palace. He was worried that ministers and eunuchs would collude with each other internally and externally to influence the Ming Dynasty and harm the country.

However, although the iron sign "Ministers are not allowed to interfere in political affairs, and offenders will be executed" hangs high on the palace gate, the entire Ming Dynasty has ignored the iron law set by Taizu.

"I'm not saying that, Mr. Xiao Zhu, you were a little anxious in this memorial."

The topic at the beginning was Zhu Pingan's memorial. Feng Bao looked at Zhu Pingan and reminded him.

"Really? I thought it was too late. If it had been earlier in the morning, those villagers wouldn't have had their heads stolen by their own family." Zhu Pingan shook his head and sighed softly.

"My Lord Xiao Zhu, do you know that Your Majesty lost a lot of temper when he saw the memorial? I heard it through the door. Later when I was cleaning up, I found that His Majesty had skipped half a bowl of breakfast." Feng Bao said quite distressedly.

"I really deserve death for disturbing the Holy Dragon Body." Zhu Ping'an complained.

"It's better to die. One death is enough." Feng Bao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Then he carefully looked around and then said in a mysterious voice, "But you can't die even if you want to."

"Oh?" Zhu Pingan's expression changed.

Feng Bao carefully looked around and saw no one, so he approached Zhu Pingan and whispered two words, "Fuzhan."

Fu Zhan?

Zhu Ping'an was a little confused. Fu Zhan was Emperor Jiajing's unique way of communicating with gods. In modern terms, it was feudal superstition. It was a mysterious thing that couldn't be more mysterious. It had no credible basis at all. Emperor Jiajing enjoyed this all his life.

Emperor Jiajing's Fu Zhan looked roughly like this: a big sand table, two stands, two big tree branches, two young eunuchs, and a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest burned Emperor Jiajing's words to the gods, and then the two young eunuchs pressed their fingertips against the branches of the tree and scribbled as if they were having a seizure.

Well, the ghost-drawing talisman that appeared on the sand table was the god's answer. As for the ghostly symbols on the sand table, whether they resemble characters or not, it doesn't matter. Emperor Jiajing and the Taoist priests will figure it out and explain it.

Zhu Ping'an thought that no modern person would believe this stuff, but Emperor Jiajing was happy with it. Emperor Jiajing was definitely one of the smartest people in the Ming Dynasty, but at this time he acted like a fool.

Cultivation of immortality and alchemy

This is one of the fatal flaws of Emperor Jiajing.

But what does Fu Zhan have to do with him? Could it be that the ghostly talismans that appeared in Fu Zhan on the day of my performance had something to do with me? Although looking at Feng Bao's expression, the result of this support was beneficial to him, Zhu Pingan still felt that it was too nonsense.

"On the morning of the day when you submitted the memorial, Tao Tianshi explained it and said, 'Now there is a direct minister who is submitting the memorial.' But by coincidence, Master Xiao Zhu, your memorial arrived on the desk of the Holy Master not long after the memorial was delivered. Xiao De When Zi Mao Cao Caicang was delivering the memorial to His Majesty, he slipped and messed up the memorial submitted by the cabinet. He picked it up and placed it by himself. It happened that Mr. Xiao Zhu, your memorial was placed at the top of the pile. Up there." Looking at Zhu Pingan's confused look, Feng Bao couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, and whispered into Zhu Pingan's ear.

"oh"

So that's it, Zhu Pingan nodded.

Fu Zhan early in the morning, Jie Zhan's answer was "Now there is a direct minister to submit a memorial", and then by coincidence, the memorial was presented.

I guess this is the cleverness of Tao Zhongwen. Is there a direct minister reporting it now? The Ming Empire must not have hundreds of officials to report on that day. There must be a direct minister among the hundreds of officials. Anyway, I didn't name who it was.

This is an open-ended riddle, absolutely correct, and no one can say that Tao Zhongwen is wrong.

As for the cabinet's memorial being delivered right after the occupation was over, it was probably no coincidence. The time for the cabinet to submit the memorial was fixed every day. Tao Zhongwen must have been with Emperor Jiajing for so long, so he must have been very aware of this time.

Therefore, as long as the time of support is slightly controlled, this "coincidence" can be achieved.

In fact, originally this Fu Zhan probably had nothing to do with him. There was a huge pile of memorials submitted by the cabinet to Emperor Jiajing. Who knows which memorial among them was the direct minister mentioned in Fu Zhan.

However, the real coincidence occurred at this time.

The little eunuch named Xiao Dezi who presented the memorial was careless. It might have been because his feet were slippery, or his hands were shaking, or it might have been a conspiracy among the young eunuchs to compete for favors. In short, when he sent the memorial to Emperor Jiajing's desk, , this pile fell on the desk, or maybe it fell on the ground. Anyway, the order was messed up, and then Xiao Dezi arranged it by himself.

Then my memorial appeared first in this coincidence.

Such a series of coincidences

Perhaps in the eyes of Emperor Jiajing, it was God's will, and the first memorial was to the direct minister to whom the immortal's reply was directed.

Naoomi!

Can Naoomi be killed?

Is it a wise king who cannot tolerate his direct ministers?