Lifting the curtain and walking out of the boat, Chen Yun looked at the beautiful Qinhuai River, only to see the lights on the water and the starry sky, Chen Yun sighed heavily.In the opinion of the experienced Chen Yun, this matter will never end so easily.The court in the distance has already been surging, and the dark tide is fluctuating.I'm afraid that Zhao Zhilong's current moment will not only not be able to drive away the imperial history of Jin, but will only become a fatal fuse between the factory guards, opening up the current fateful battle that is about to be staged.It's a picturesque scene, but from now on, the world will never be so peaceful, right?
In the distance of Lin'an City, in a gorgeous mansion, an old man with gray hair but still in good spirits is holding a letter in his hand.He looked very carefully, very attentive, after a long time, Wen Tiren couldn't help but sigh deeply, put the letter on the side of the fire candle and raised it casually, just a moment, the secret letter was like a butterfly in the fire, it was burned clean in an instant, leaving only ashes all over the ground."
Tao'er, tell me, what should my father do?"
Wen Tiren looked slightly at Wen Zhengtao, the third son who was standing beside him in front of him, with his head bowed and a respectful expression.Wen Zhengtao is more than 30 years old this year, but in Wen Tiren's eyes, Wen Zhengtao will always be his own child.I saw Wen Zhengtao lowering his head, frowning and thinking slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Father, I thought that at this time, I must not move the Jin Imperial History named Jiang Chuhan. ”"Why?"
Wen Tiren suddenly straightened his face, lay on the rattan chair, looked at Wen Zhengtao, and suddenly asked in a deep voice.Seeing that his father's expression suddenly changed, Wen Zhengtao frowned and said cautiously: "Tao'er thinks that Jiang Chuhan is the emperor's imperial history, if he is impeached at this time, isn't this a slap in the face of the emperor?"
”"You're right."
Wen Tiren nodded, looked at his third son Wen Zhengtao with satisfaction, and said slowly: "What you said is very good, just for the father, but you still have to move this kid." ”"Father, why is that?"
Wen Zhengtao suddenly raised his head in fright, looked at his already gray-haired father, and exclaimed, "Father!
Please think twice, Jiang Chuhan can't move, although the official equipment in the world is under the jurisdiction of his father, he is the head of the dynasty and the elder of the three dynasties, but this is suspected to be a slap in the face of the emperor. ”"My father didn't understand what you said."
Wen Tiren stood up lightly, "It's just that if my father can't come forward at a critical moment, then will the officials in the world still take my father and me as the leader?"
”Wen Zhengtao was stunned for a moment, Wen Tiren smiled faintly, looked at Wen Zhengtao kindly, and sighed deeply: "I can't help myself, I can't help myself!"
Come on, go get my official uniform, I want to enter the palace to face the saint!
”After a while, in front of the Taishi's Mansion, a sedan chair slowly got up and flew towards the direction of the palace.At this time, in the Qianqing Palace, it was the singing and dancing Shengping, the true dragon son of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Chongzhen was sitting on the dragon chair at the moment, looking at the singing and dancing in front of him with a smile on his face.The melodious music echoed inside and outside the Qianqing Palace, and could not be calmed down for a long time, in fact, such a scene was not common in the palace that was quieter than the palace on weekdays, because Chongzhen was known for his frugality and diligence.Wen Tiren calmly stood in front of the gate of the Qianqing Palace and waited quietly, even if several hours had passed, there was no trace of disrespect on the face of this old man of the Three Dynasties, and he couldn't help but make the little eunuchs on both sides sincerely admire.In fact, today happens to be the first birthday of the fourth prince Zhu Cihuan, but unfortunately, Wen Tiren chose this time to enter the palace to face the saint.Our son of heaven loves the fourth prince Zhu Cihuan alone, which is a well-known thing in the whole dynasty.However, Wen Tiren, who has been up and down in this sea for decades, is like a mirror in his heart.I don't know how long it took, a little eunuch hurriedly ran in, attached to the ear of Cao Huachun, the head of the big house who was looking at the song and dance in front of him with a smile on his face, and said a few words softly, Cao Huachun's brows couldn't help but move slightly, and waved his hand to signal the little eunuch to retreat, and after a while, until the song was finished, Cao Huachun then looked at Emperor Chongzhen with an excited face, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, Wen Shoufu is here, and he is waiting outside to be summoned." ”"Huh?
Changqing is here?
”Chongzhen smiled slightly, looked at Luo Yangxing, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, who was sitting at the bottom, and couldn't help laughing: "Changqing also knows that today is my son's birthday, so announce him in." ”"Yes!"
Cao Huachun bowed slightly, blinked his eyes and glanced at Luo Yangxing, who was sitting down with his head smiling, turned around and hurriedly retreated.It's just that after a while, I saw the white-haired Wen Tiren walking in, and when he saw Chongzhen bowing his head, he bowed: "Minister Wen Tiren, knock to see His Majesty the Emperor!"
”"Wen Shoufu, no courtesy."
Chongzhen said with a smile, the smile on his face was like a spring breeze: "Today is the first birthday of Si'er Cihuan, there is no need to be exempt, come on, give the first assistant a seat." ”Wen Tiren, who was old Longzhong, smiled at Chongzhen with a smile on his face: "The old minister was shocked to hear about the birthday of the fourth prince today, and he specially came to congratulate and wish King Ling good health. ”Wen Tiren's gaze swept to the body of Luo Yangxing, the commander of Jinyiwei, and saw that this opponent, who was not over forty years old, had a faint smile on Hexi's face, and his white skin revealed a little qi, obviously extremely cultivated."
Changqing, I don't know what New Year's items you brought today?
Take it out and show it to me. ”Chongzhen, who was sitting on the dragon chair, laughed, looking at Wen Tiren's eyes, but suddenly he couldn't help but feel a slight shock!
Wen Tiren stabilized his emotions, smiled and bowed down: "The minister came today, naturally he prepared a big gift!"
”After that, Wen Tiren worked hard to take out a letter from his sleeve and said happily: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, this year, a total of 59 farmlands in Tianfu, Caizhou Mansion, Tangzhou Mansion, Huaining Mansion, Yangzhou Mansion and other places have a bumper harvest, and the waterways are smooth, the wind and rain are smooth, this is really God bless my Ming!"
”"Oh?
Present it and take a look!
”When Chongzhen heard this, the excitement on his face suddenly appeared, and Wen Tiren continued to say happily: "It just so happens that today is the birthday of the Mourning King, such a happy thing, isn't it the best gift that Heaven wants to give to the Mourning King, to the emperor!"
”"What Changqing said is good, such a beautiful thing is exactly what the situation should be!
I wonder if Hua Chun, a master of poetry, has any improvisations?
”Chongzhen opened the folded letter, turned his head and laughed at Cao Huachun, the eunuch with palm prints who was standing behind him, and then said with emotion: "God really bless me Daming." ”Cao Huachun smiled happily: "This is all the credit of the emperor, it is better to let the slave and maid make a hidden poem, one is to use it for the occasion, and the other is to congratulate me on the smooth wind and rain of the Ming Dynasty and the good harvest." ”"Good!
Good!
Come, come!
”Chongzhen suddenly raised his neck and laughed excitedly, while the elderly Wen Tiren stood quietly aside, smiling and watching Chongzhen and Cao Huachun sing and harmonize, and there was no trace of joy on his faint expression.If you want to talk about the entire court, the name of the old fox deserves to be gentle.A ruthless back move, is being held tightly in his hand by this old minister of the Three Dynasties, shrewdly as if he is about to become an immortal!
It's like a hidden weapon about to be launched, ready to be launched at any time!
Wen Tiren had a faint smile on his face, looking at Chongzhen and Cao Huachun.I saw Cao Huachun frowning, thinking for a while, and then standing up, a hidden poem was already clear in his chest, and he opened his mouth and read: "Heaven's will will return to Renshou, who will smell the whereabouts."
The heavy snow pressed the green pine, and the prince of Chang Chilu was the marquis. ”"Good poetry."
Chongzhen tasted the product, and kept saying in his mouth: "The world is prosperous, haha!"
”Tibetan poems, that is, take the first word of each sentence and connect it into a sentence group, which is several times more difficult than other poems.Seeing Cao Huachun open his mouth into a poem, Chongzhen felt a little happy in his heart, and said, "Huachun, what kind of reward do you want?"
”Cao Huachun smiled slightly, bowed down, and said respectfully: "Slaves and maids don't want to be rewarded, as long as the world is prosperous." ”"Good!
Good!
”Chongzhen unconsciously laughed again.Wen Tiren looked coldly, and said quietly on his face: "Your Majesty, the old minister thinks that this time the imperial court should issue a reward list to praise meritorious officials from all over the country, and those with outstanding ability should be appropriately promoted." ”"That's right."
Chongzhen nodded and explored: "I don't know if Changqing has a candidate?"
”Wen Tiren groaned slightly, and suddenly a happy smile appeared on his face, and he said loudly: "Your Majesty, the old minister thinks that Jiang Chuhan, the emperor's imperial history of Jiangnan, loves the people like a son, and should be the first choice and an example for the world!"
”"Jiang Chuhan?"
Chongzhen was slightly stunned, for this name, Chongzhen obviously seemed very unfamiliar.Chongzhen's reaction was expected by Wen Tiren, Emperor Chongzhen had a lot of opportunities, where would he remember Jiang Chuhan!
I'm afraid that if no one mentions it in his ear for three days, Emperor Chongzhen will immediately forget this name.Jiang Chuhan is a person in the court, and a natural person will mention it.Wen Tiren's brows moved slightly, and he continued to say jubilantly: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten?"
According to the excerpts presented by Yangzhou Mansion, Jiang Chuhan did a good job in Yangzhou Mansion, and the local people called Jiang Chuhan as Jiang Qingtian, and the old minister thought that Jiang Chuhan should be promoted to Jiang Chuhan as the imperial doctor, and the official residence was secondary, which was an example for the people of the world and an example for all officials in the court!
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”ps: Baidu Encyclopedia Wen Tiren.15731639 Ming Xijiang Wucheng is now a native of Huzhou, the word Changqing, and the number is Yuanqiao.Wanli Jinshi.In 1630, Chongzhen was a scholar of the Ministry of Rites and a scholar of Dongge University, and entered the cabinet as an auxiliary government.For the first assistant, Zhou Yan Ruyang is the Qu Jin, and the Yin is squeezed out, forcing him to retire, and he is the first assistant.Turning over the eunuch party's counter-case and excluding dissidents.Ten years, dismissed, and died of illness the following year.