The Ministry of Rites Shangshu stood at the front of the hundred-step ladder with a note, and this Shangshu Master who dared to argue with the scholars of the court and was still his mentor actually trembled a little when he held this note.
"What is the question of the lottery this time, which makes Lord Deshangshu so nervous."
The rest of the officials present couldn't help but be very interested when they saw Shang Shu's demeanor, and their eyes were like lanterns, and some officials who were good friends with Shang Shu were especially interested.
Looking forward to it, it was the officials who were the first to get nervous and excited at this year's monthly meeting, which has never been done before.
As for those famous sages of the great clans who sat far away from the emperor, some of them quietly discussed.
"Brother Lin, what did you write, if the emperor draws what I wrote, then I will really be blessed by my ancestors!"
"Cough, Lao Fan, just that little thing in your stomach, if it really hits you, it won't make people laugh off their big teeth."
"You two are less verbose, do you see the young man over there, that is the hereditary prince before the fourth division of the capital superintendent, he can keep an eye on you."
An elderly man with white hair and white beard secretly pointed to Ling Yan's location as he spoke to the two.
The two of them were immediately silent, the fourth division of the Heavenly Division, it was an unreasonable yamen, not to mention that now that it was replaced by the prince, it had more deterrent power than before.
Although these people are only businessmen and humanities, and have little to do with the four divisions, since ancient times, the people have not been afraid of officials, even if their status is higher, they still have to observe their words and expressions in front of the really powerful people.
"Your Majesty has a will, open!"
Wang Zhu's sharp voice with a slight vicissitudes of life came out, "The minister's order!"
The Rite Department held the note above his head, signaled to heaven, and then unfolded it.
Chanting: On the beginning of the moon, under the prosperity of the world, the great righteousness and benevolence, the first topic of the monthly meeting: the king, the society, the people, which is more important?
After reading, the free little eunuch took a small jade plate and put a note in person to the Taizheng Emperor, and "Your Majesty" Wang Zhu handed the note to the emperor.
Emperor Taizheng took the note in his hand and glanced at it, and said to the prime minister next to him, this is a good word.
"I want to know, who wrote this question?"
Emperor Taizheng swept around, but no one answered, he smiled, "But I'm afraid I'll kill you."
Okay, I will make an order now, absolutely no punishment, on the contrary, a heavy reward. ” "Colleagues, scribes, Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven.
The Son of Heaven said, there is no change, let's come out and let everyone take a look.
Which one of you is not a person who is not confused, why bother to learn from the little daughter-in-law's twisting and pinching, ah.
After Duan Ping saluted Emperor Taizheng, he said slowly to the people seated.
"At the beginning, His Majesty set me up as the prime minister, but I couldn't control my mouth, and if I saw anything unfair, I would say it.
Your Majesty likes people who dare to speak, come out. ” The breeze in the palace is not dry, the sunshine is just right, Duan Ping has been known for so many years, and the evaluation is naturally true ability and talent.
But his ability to speak is also indispensable to his dominance in officialdom.
"Your Majesty, this title is written by the grass people."
The voice fell, and everyone up and down the ladder looked at it, and the old brother Lin and Lao Fan were dumbfounded, and the person who spoke was the old man who had just reminded the two of them not to sneak words again.
"It turned out to be written by Mr.
Wang Xiyi, no wonder His Majesty said that he wrote well."
Everyone present was shocked when they heard Duan Ping reveal the identity of this old man.
Especially the two people next to Wang Xiyi, they didn't expect it.
Wang Xiyi, but the celebrity of the Taizheng Kingdom, the champion of the 30th year of the Taizheng Dynasty, his words are known as the masterpiece, and now many doors in the palace are written by him, and the most famous is the three words of the Guixin Palace.
It's a pity that there are no more Wang Xiyi's brushstrokes in the world, so it is not obvious to the people, and it is difficult to see it in the court, and at the same time, Duan Ping can recognize Wang Xiyi at a glance, and it seems that he has understood it earlier.
Emperor Taizheng has naturally heard of Wang Xiyi's name for a long time, this person was already famous in the world at the age of twenty, but unfortunately disappeared in just a few years, and no one knew where he was until now.
In the early years, he also sent people to patrol, but unfortunately it was not successful.
"Old gentleman, I will have to chat with me in the palace later, when I was a child, I heard my father say that the world is a hundred years, and the literati can have ten points, and Mr.
Xi Yi has three points."
Emperor Taizheng was in a very good mood and was able to meet this Wensheng.
"Change the old gentleman's seat to me, Duan Ping, you can help the old gentleman."
Wang Xiyi's appearance made the students under the ladder excited, and at the same time, after knowing the question, they were all silently thinking about how to answer next.
"Students, the first topic of this monthly meeting is special, Your Majesty decreed, and each of them has half an hour to think."
Half an hour, it was almost noon at this moment, and the sun was gradually getting bigger, but it was still unusually cool in the palace, and the palace maids served fruits to eat from time to time.
All the students are under the 100-step ladder, accompanied by the sun and the wind.
Since the founding of the Taisho state, some red tape has been abandoned, and students can sit on the ground under the king, and they do not have to stand and be restrained all the time.
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Some of the students shook their heads and thought, such as the great benevolent scholar Yan Ji, and some sat cross-legged on the ground, closing their eyes and contemplating, like a boy covering the piano.
At this moment, Ling Yan's gaze was always on Jian San.
Dressed in white plain clothes, Jian San stood with his back to the ladder, standing still, looking at the scenery outside the palace, Ling Yan gave the secret guard the password, asking him to search the direction of Jian San carefully.
Ling Yan didn't notice the slight smile on Jian San's lips when he gave the order.
In the palace, there are soft words, and there are silent birds, basically quiet, and you can hear the flowing water colliding with the small stones!
The eaves of the swallow-like have a different brilliance under the sunlight, and the true desire is to take off and soar for nine days.
The rockery pavilion is very quiet, and even if you are far away from the forest, you can hear the crisp birdsong coming from the forest, which makes people feel refreshed.
But birds are happy, but people are not happy.
The students frowned a little, and some of the people who kept scratching their heads must have developed a habit when they were unable to get around when they were studying, and now they didn't pay attention to it in front of the Son of Heaven.
The scholar Yan Ji shook his head all the time, Ling Yan looked dizzy for him, as for Xie Huahua, Ling Yan fixed his eyes and saw that the guy was actually asleep on the ground, and the corners of his mouth were hanging a little.
"This guy is really bold."
Half an hour passed in a flash, and the gong was struck three times, "Ah, uh, it's time."
Xie Huahua was awakened by the sound of the gong, so he immediately stood up but fell down immediately before he could stand firmly, causing everyone to laugh wildly, and everyone on the seat who knew his identity shook their heads.
"The time has come, which of you students is willing to be the first to go up the ladder to explain their opinions?"
The Ministry of Rites Shangshu Lang Lang said.
This, go up, that is, say in front of the emperor, if you say something wrong, won't it cause a big disaster?
Although some people have concerns, some people are bold after all.
Yan Ji took a step, secretly looked at Jian San, covered the qin, and found that the two of them were still calm and couldn't help despising everyone in their hearts, these fools, they don't dare to take such a good opportunity, how can such a person compete with me.
Yan Ji walked in front of the students, turned to everyone and smiled and said, "Yan Ji is not talented, take the first step!"