Jingming

Chapter 290 Daoist worships the prime minister, Taoist priest changes master

When the news from various sources came to Zhu Houcong's place, he couldn't laugh or cry.

On the one hand, the fact that the emperor paid attention to mere dung is beyond the old thinking of the people around the emperor.

Even Huang Jin next to Zhu Houcong also ignored the sentence "I must have some experience in making fertilizer", and when he told Wang Zuo, he only said "Your Majesty is looking for a dung merchant in the capital".It was passed down one level at a time, and all the twelve largest dung merchants in the capital also produced some manure, and they were all frightened to find them all.

You are not allowed to enter the Forbidden City, waiting for His Majesty's order.

After all, they are dung merchants. Could it be that they are allowed to enter the palace to meet the emperor?What is the system?

On the other hand, out of chemical considerations, he just went to seek the will of alchemy Taoist priests, but he submitted a memorial to advise himself not to cultivate immortals, in the name of "the new law has not yet been completed, and the Ming Dynasty has not yet become rich", just like Zhu Houcong's plan to promote the new law. faithful believer.

Zhu Houcong looked at Huang Jin strangely: "I was talking about farming that day, and this fertilizer is related to the livelihood of the people of Ming Dynasty. It's not like you're not around, so why pass it on like catching a thief."

"...It's the slaves who are stupid."

Huang Jin admits his mistake, and he can't say that he has too many things to help the emperor pay attention to now. Eighteen companies, printing presses, the ceremony of worshiping the prime minister... so many things, which one is not as important as the emperor looking for a dung dealer?
Zhu Houcong didn't say anything more about this trivial matter, but just waved his hands: "All walks of life have their own reasons for their existence. Because they are dung merchants, it is not easy to enter the palace? I want to leave the palace, and it is another A lot of preparations. If you are afraid that the courtiers have thoughts in their hearts, then I will meet you at the Zhifang of the Supervisor of Rituals."

Discrimination has always existed.

After the old farmers arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Empress Dowager Jiang mumbled a few words when Zhu Houcong went to greet her after hearing about the situation.It means: Although the important ministers know that it is a good thing for the emperor to emphasize agriculture, it is really disrespectful. The Hall of Mental Cultivation is the place to discuss the important affairs of the country.

If it is reported that the dung merchant entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation again, Zhu Houcong still doesn't know how to be talked about.

Going to the supervisor of ceremonies is nothing more than walking a few more steps in the palace.

On the contrary, in the memorial letter, Zhu Houcong commented two sentences: It is very good to persuade and advise, I am here for the avenue of physics, not for the cultivation of mysteries.

Things in chemistry are called physics, and that's how it is now.Anyway, there are all kinds of people in Huangming University College, so Zhu Houcong just throws away the reason for his learning, saving a lot of explanations.

However, Taoists often called Taoism, and the speaker was stunned for a moment after receiving the emperor's reply: Could it be that His Majesty's new learning can allow Taoism to be included?
So his eyes suddenly brightened: If this matter can go through, then the new study will be very powerful.

After all, Confucianism and Taoism have also been passed down for thousands of years, and now there is a way to include Taoism with Confucianism?

If you have made some achievements in this area of ​​knowledge, wouldn't it be famous through the ages?

The life path of a speech official in the Jiajing Dynasty went astray again, and he devoted his whole life to the cause of integrating Confucianism, especially the new learning, with Taoism.

Song Hu and others were brought into the palace, and ordered to take a good bath and change into clean clothes before entering the palace.

What is the need?These dung tyrants live a much better life than ordinary people and even some sesame officials.

But psychological reasons make the people in and out of the palace who are in charge of handling affairs feel that this should be the case, and the dung tyrants also dare not say a few words.They obediently washed themselves clean, and then tremblingly lined up and entered the palace through the gate where the eunuchs and palace maids used to go in and out of the Forbidden City.

Where is the supervisor of ceremonies?Now that people have been brought here, it is naturally time for them to accommodate the emperor.

Arranged to be squeezed into a small room, the other dung bullies ignored the usual intrigue among everyone, and just asked Song Hu with their hearts in their throats: "Brother Song, do you have any news?"

Song Hu has a fart news.

He was taken away from home, and stayed in Jinyiwei's small black room all night, without much food.

"Didn't enter the imperial prison...you should be fine..."

Song Hu actually had no idea, because are these people worthy of being sent to prison?
But no matter what, now that he was brought to the palace, no one could feel at ease.

Feeling anxious, the little eunuch who was in charge of ceremonies came over again: "I will see Your Majesty later, I have to explain many etiquettes to you first, and I understand everything!"

The dung bullies are stunned: want to see the emperor?

Isn't today the day of worship ceremony?

……

Today is indeed the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

It is a very common perception that the feudal lord and prime minister are the ultimate ministers.

Today is no longer the pre-Qin period in ancient times. Since the first emperor, there is no grand etiquette for worshiping the prime minister.There are a lot of rumors, and there are only a few things such as Han Gaozu and Han Xin, ascending the altar to pay homage to the general.

Regarding the Ming Dynasty's plan to have a Prime Minister and a Minister of State, the Ministry of Rites has actually been cautious and careful to test the Emperor's Prime Minister ceremony in the past period of time.

In any case, it was a sign of a special recognition for civil servants.

According to their opinion, this matter needs to be shown respect, to inspire the world, or to handle it well.

After Zhu Houcong received the note from the Ministry of Rites, he frowned for a long time.

This cannot be said to be Fei Hong's own thoughts, on the one hand, it is the natural desire of the courtiers as a whole: the specifications this time are likely to become the standard in the future, so it is logical that the courtiers expect it to be an extremely glorious ceremony.On the other hand, it cannot be said whether Zhang Zilin, who is inseparable from Yang Tinghe, is giving Fei Hong eye drops, making the emperor feel a little more jealous of the prime minister and minister of state, and rely more on the six ministries and nine ministers.

In the Nexus, nothing is easy.

Fortunately, Zhu Houcong is not the first brother anymore, so it is a compromise.

The etiquette is simplified to just send people to pay homage to the country, and then grant seals and pay homage to the prime minister in the National Assembly Hall.

But Fei Hong also got a very special honor: in the future, when the meeting is over, when the meeting is over, if Fei Hong does not want to say something to the emperor himself, he will have a seat.

Zhu Houcong agreed to this proposal, which seemed a bit flattering, because he believed that the prime minister really needed another majesty, so that he could handle things easily.

As for whether this glory will threaten the imperial power in the future, Zhu Houcong is afraid that the prime minister and minister of state will be on pins and needles.

After this opinion was conveyed to Fei Hong, Fei Hong was in a hurry and rejected it righteously: The Son of Heaven trusts him a lot, and he only dies after dying. Why do we need such kindness to show our dignity?From the prime minister to the minister of state, down to the rank-[-] officials, they are all ministers of His Majesty!
The result hasn't changed, but the process matters.To have this process, the emperor expressed his intention to praise the prime minister. The seemingly overreaching proposal of the Ministry of Rites was not refuted by the emperor, and the prime minister was very clear about it.

These are all past events. Today's Wangri court meeting, as usual, not only the court officials who usually attend the court meeting, but also more honored relatives and more low-ranking officials.

The station method of civil and military trains has been adjusted.

Now, everyone consciously left the front row to Fei Hong.

Leading the civil servants forward, only Xu Guangzuo was in Fei Hong's side view.

The old Duke appears to be even older, but he has to attend today's court meeting.Daming worshiped the prime minister, and as a representative of a force that the emperor relied on to check and balance the prime minister, he had to be there.

Thinking back to when he welcomed the emperor back to Beijing more than four years ago, Xu Guangzuo never imagined that he would face this situation today.

The young emperor had already sat on the throne, Xu Guangzuo glanced at it from a distance, wondering if he knew exactly what the prime minister would become in the future.There is no prime minister in the ancestral precepts, but His Majesty obviously doesn't take many ancestral precepts to heart.

Xu Guangzuo can't see the future changes, but his son Xu Yande is going to be the president of the Military Weapons Supervision. Xu Guangzuo knows that at least when His Majesty is still in power, the civil and military court officials have no choice but to follow him. To act in a certain direction.

Looking at Fei Hong from the corner of his eye, Xu Guangzuo caught a glimpse of the seriousness between his brows.

Can you not be dignified?Like a man with a light on his back and a target of public criticism, he bears the weight of the country and is on a precipice with thin ice.

Today is the twelfth lunar month Wangri court meeting, and the next time will be the Zhengdan court meeting. There is nothing to be discussed at this time.There is almost only one thing that is different from the previous court meeting today, the emperor worships the prime minister.

After the officials visited, Zhang Zilin presided over the etiquette.

Zhu Houcong ordered Gu Shilong, the newly-appointed Duke of Jingguo, to be the altar of worship. When he went out, the National Assembly Hall fell silent for a while.

The major events of the country lie in Rong and Si.In this sacrificial ritual, the sky is the most important, followed by the earth.Offering sacrifices to heaven and earth means being ordered by heaven.Fei Hong pays homage to the prime minister, but no one dares to mention that he has to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.

And offering sacrifices to the country means to entrust the weight of the country.

The Altar of Sheji is also closer than the Altar of Heaven and Earth, just to the southwest of the Forbidden City and west of Chengtian Gate.

During the period when Gu Shilong went out to offer sacrifices to Sheji, all the ministers stood in silence at the court meeting, which was enough to express their importance to the emperor's worship of the prime minister.

Only when Fei Hong personally experienced the process now did he realize more intuitively that the process was designed to be quite excruciating.

At this moment, there is only one thing in the minds of the ministers: Is this the gift of the prime minister and minister of state?For this matter, at the Shuowang Dynasty Meeting, which was second only to the Zhengdan Great Court Meeting, the monarchs and ministers suspended all discussions on military and state affairs, just waiting for the completion of the sacrificial ceremony and the return of the person who performed the sacrifice.

It seems that the emperor and ministers of the Ming Dynasty can afford to wait for the people entrusted by the country's political affairs.

Now, Zhu Houcong was also sitting on the throne looking at Fei Hong.

Starting today, the relationship between the monarch and ministers of Ming Dynasty will enter a new stage.

For Fei Hong, he will have respect and supervision—supervision from the emperor and the power he controls.

It will be a new task to make Fei Hong and other future prime ministers and ministers of state willing to do things, dare to do things, but not dare to go beyond.

But now, Zhu Houcong wants to honor him first and inspire more people.

Fei Hong understood, so he asked En to go back to his hometown to pay homage to his ancestors. There is also another ceremony in Qianshan today.

But what he shouldn't want, he doesn't want, such as the chair at the meeting.

There can be chairs at the national policy meeting, but the court meeting has become more and more a ceremonial occasion for the meeting of the monarch and his ministers, and it is a manifestation of the dignity of the monarch and his ministers.

Nearly half an hour later, Gu Shilong returned to his life.

After recuperating for nearly a year, his health has improved a bit, and his voice has the calmness and strength of a general on the battlefield: "Report to Your Majesty, I have ordered you to sacrifice to the state, and come back to your order!"

Zhu Houcong nodded: "Speak to all subjects."

Gu Shilong first bowed to Zhu Houcong again, then turned to the ministers, and recited aloud: "Today, it is ordered to sacrifice to the country, and the sacrificial text says: Your Majesty cares about the common people, lays down nine soils for peace, eats all the people, divides five colors to represent Qi, and cultivates three. Farming and farming, inheriting and guarding the soil, and respecting the Ming Dynasty. At that time, he lived in Mengdong, the emperor thought about the important affairs of the state, and appointed virtuous ministers and prime ministers to deal with the complicated state affairs. Wangshu pills, pines and cypresses, Gong Panshi in Wujiang; Winged millet seedlings, assisting Shencang There is no lack of it. Let’s enjoy it!"

After hearing this, Zhu Houcong stood up: "Please Prime Minister Bao Yin, Minister of State."

Zhang Zuo walked over solemnly dragging a plate, while Zhu Houcong took the printing box wrapped in silk with both hands and walked slowly over.

"The importance of this task is entrusted not only to Fei Qing, but also to all the ministers."

Fei Hong knelt down and bowed: "I am terrified, Your Majesty has shown great kindness, but the old minister has the courage to spare no effort to slack off."

"The ministers must devote themselves wholeheartedly to living up to His Majesty's expectations."

Inside and outside the National Assembly Hall, apart from the honored relatives, many government officials who had direct control over the State Affairs Hall knelt down in unison, waiting for the emperor to grant Fei Hong his seal.

There is a clear distinction between Wei and Wei in the hall.

Standing is the power that only obeys the emperor's orders directly: the military, internal ministers, general political envoys, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Dali Temple, the General Department of Public Security, and the presidents of eighteen state-owned enterprises.

The ones kneeling were civil servants in a narrower sense.

Because the emperor said something and entrusted the ministers.

Only then did Zhu Houcong hold the seal box with both hands: "Fei Hong, this is conferred by the seal of the Prime Minister and Minister of State. The policies determined by the National Policy Conference, I hope that you will supervise all the officials and implement them with all your strength, so that our Ming provinces can be governed and all people live in peace. Live up to my high hopes!"

Another tone was set, the Prime Minister and Minister of State are not only a member of the National Policy Council, but also under the direction of the National Policy Council headed by the emperor, they are in charge of the specific work related to daily government affairs.

"I will keep it in my heart, and I will live up to Your Majesty's high expectations."

"Receive printing."

"The minister leads the decree, long live Your Majesty! Long live! Long live!"

After receiving the seal, he first placed it in front of him respectfully, and then bowed again.

When he stood up again under the guidance of etiquette, Zhu Houcong had already sat back on the throne and looked at him with a smile: "Fei Qing, please receive congratulations from all officials in your new capacity."

The emperor opened his mouth, and Wang Qiong and others bowed to Fei Hong in awe: "See Zongfu Fei."

It is Fei Hong's own opinion on the new title of Prime Minister.

His Majesty is still there, and the Prime Minister is still assistant government.This auxiliary word is the best, although I don't understand why His Majesty uses the word Li.

In the past it was the chief assistant, now it is the chief assistant, that's all.

Fei Hong put on a very correct posture, accepted everyone's greetings, and solemnly expressed that he would assist the emperor with all his heart, and asked his colleagues to work together.

The inauguration ceremony of the new prime minister of the Ming Dynasty was just like this. The process cannot be said to be simple. After all, the Duke of the state was specially invited to sacrifice to the country, and the emperor himself received the seal.

But it's not too grand, at least the emperor didn't show much reliance on the spot.

With His Majesty and the National Policy Council, the Prime Minister and Minister of State are obviously just an executor.

If so, Fei Hong at this moment is finally the prime minister.

After the emperor disbanded, Fei Hong showed his kindness again, and the emperor granted him a private banquet.

So although he didn't really rely on Fei Hong that much, and really entrusted him with state affairs, he still favored him.

Fei Hong knew that he just wanted to grind himself well.

This emperor's private banquet was held in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, a place Fei Hong was familiar with.

"On the Zhengdan Festival, I will publish a New Year's congratulatory article in "Ming Pao". On the Lantern Festival, the general assistant should also prepare a congratulatory article. This is the first time you speak to the officials and people of the Ming Dynasty in a private name and on behalf of the government. Zongfu can talk about why the court wants to recreate the Yellow Book, and how it intends to change the lives of the people of Ming Dynasty in three years' time."

Fei Hong looked at him: "...I think carefully about it."

Is this a military order to the government and the people of the entire Ming Dynasty?
If three years later, the lives of the common people have not changed, how many people in the world will scold Fei Hong for saying that he can't do it?
Zhu Houcong smiled and said: "There is no need to have so many burdens in your heart. The burden is heavy, but I will not be unreasonable. Fei Qing, if you say that you are worthy of enjoying the Taimiao with your previous achievements, I am afraid that you will feel a little uneasy? I agree. You promise, you want to live up to the name, right?"

Hearing this, Fei Hong could only give a wry smile: "I'm really terrified."

"You have to adapt, and I have to adapt." Zhu Houcong said truthfully, "But one thing is for sure. In my heart, you are the most important minister who leads all the officials and helps me rule the world. You are only 58, three years old. If there are achievements in governance in the next year, I will appoint a minister to stay in the post with my own mind. Zichong, there is no need to be too burdened."

Fei Hong stared at him blankly: Are you kidding me?Just listen to these words.

If he stays in office, those ruthless guys like Zhang Fujing and Yan Song will have to stare at their heads.

"The minister must supervise everything carefully to relieve His Majesty's worries."

Zhu Houcong nodded, and then ate lunch for two with him cordially.

But in the small room on the other side of Zhifang, the supervisor of rites, Song Hu and the others were starving all the time.

Fei Hong didn't know until many years later that the emperor paid homage to the prime minister in the morning, invited him to dinner at noon, and went to see the dung merchant in the afternoon.

Is it disrespecting him as a prime minister?

No, he could only admit at that time that he did meet a very different emperor in his later years.

Song Hu and the others confirmed on this day that the emperor was very different from what they had imagined.

After knowing the skill that they were summoned by the emperor just to make fat, Song Hu and others were full of enthusiasm.

"So, you just sent it to sell after retting and drying it?"

"……Yes."

"Have you not considered the difference between you because of which one's fat is better?"

Song Hu boldly sought out relationships: "The villain's place is the best, and His Majesty's Huangzhuang uses the villain's fertilizer. The villain never mixes soil with the fertilizer like some people, and uses inferior ones as good ones. "

There are two people who want to spray but stop: this is in front of the emperor.

"Do you have something to say?" Zhu Houcong noticed it.

"Q...Qi Your Majesty, what Caomin mixes is not soil, Caomin's fertilizer is also the best. The things that Caomin mixes have a history. Caomin asked a scholar brother for advice, saying that "Qimin Yaoshu" is still written It's over."

Song Hu was also infected by the atmosphere that the emperor was really interested in fertilizers. He knew that his life was safe, so he tried his best to express: "If you want to mix it with powder, dregs, bean chips, river mud and pond mud, you can mix it with snail ash, oyster gray, gypsum lime There are also pork bones and beef bones, what is the reason for that?"

"But our Jin Family Fertilizer agrees to use it well!"

Zhu Houcong's eyes lit up.

He doesn't understand why these are added, but he knows that many bones contain phosphorus, so there is no will-o'-the-wisp.And what screw shell gypsum lime, probably because of some inorganic elements in it?
"Your name is Jin?"

"Return to Your Majesty, the grass people are called Jin Ke."

Zhu Houcong was startled: "... Tell me in detail why your Jin family fertilizer is mixed with those things, what's the point?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, since Caomin is in this business, Caomin must keep in mind what things the folks use as fertilizer. Passed down from generation to generation, there are always eleven categories and 150 types of things that can be used as fertilizer in Caomin's family. Caomin thought that since they were all piled up in the soil for fertility, there would be no harm in mixing them together, so they tried. Caomin's father was in charge of thirteen manure tunnels in the capital and passed them on to Caomin. Saved five, this is also a way to come up with no other way."

Zhu Houcong didn't care about their struggle in the feces world, but he was very excited about the 150 major categories, [-] and three kinds of fertilizer sources with precise numbers, so he kept asking.

As a result, Jin Ke became the protagonist, introducing eleven sources of fertilizers: manure, cake fertilizer, slag fertilizer, bone fertilizer, soil fertilizer, mud fertilizer, gray manure, green manure, straw manure, stone manure, and miscellaneous manure. .

There is no doubt that he is a real expert in the fertilizer industry, a man who produces fertilizer, not a porter of excrement from the residents of Greater Beijing.

"It's you!" Zhu Houcong felt as if he had found a treasure, "I have finally gained something today. You are very good, do a job and study a job. I will make a good fortune first and give you a name."

Jin Ke was ecstatic.

The emperor gave the name, this is a big event to go back to worship the ancestors!
Song Hu and others were envious.

"It's called Jinkela! You have a predestined relationship with the earth, if you can contribute to this thing I planned, you will be famous!"

Zhu Houcong felt that it was a shame not to complete his name. Although his mother's surname may be Ke, now he seems to be a piece of trash surnamed Jin and Ke.

But to make fat is to turn waste into treasure.

Zhu Houcong forced to say something with source for the name he chose.

Jin Kela was still very excited: "Caomin thank His Majesty for giving the name, Long live Your Majesty, Long live, Long live!"

"Huang Jin, first let the Agricultural College arrange people to go to Jinkela to have a look, and let Huangzhuang use old manure for some fields and his manure for some to compare the growth and harvest."

"The servants lead the order."

Song Hu was dumbfounded.

Is there such a business grab?Grab the biggest customer in the world in front of your face?

But Party A is the emperor, Song Hu dare not fart.

"I will give you another task."

"Your Majesty, please issue an order!"

What is the emperor's order? Isn't that the will?Jin Kela didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Zhu Houcong said: "You only know that some folks use those things as fertilizer, but you should try to find out why those things can be used as fertilizer."

The principle is that it is naturally impossible for Jin Kela to find out what ingredients in those things are useful to crops.

But Zhu Houcong needs him to take this matter seriously, and try to say something specious one, two, three, four because of the emperor's request first.

In short, from Jin Kela, Zhu Houcong has one more question that can overwhelm many people at that time.

What's in the soil that makes crops thrive?Why do things that grow in water and don't have roots in the soil grow so well?

Starting from these questions to break the casserole and ask the end, can some people really analyze the reliable one, two, three, four?

At the same time, if Jin Kela's fertilizer is really good, then he is probably producing primitive compound fertilizer.

Not to mention the content of ingredients, if something has low cost and high output, it might not be possible to scale it up and supply it.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as there is a beginning.

Out of the palace, everyone was dizzy: half hungry, half because the experience was too bizarre.

"Jin Daozun, if you get rich, don't forget about my little brother."

So Jin Kela was even more dizzy, and Song Hu was even more dizzy: Isn't Dao Zun me a man?

(End of this chapter)