Idle courtiers

Chapter 202 I am a tortoise, I speak for myself
In ancient China, people who were highly respected and held supreme authority were often called by their native place.

For example, Yuan Shikai is from Xiangcheng, Henan, everyone respectfully calls him Yuan Xiangcheng; Li Hongzhang, from Hefei, Anhui, Li Hefei; Xu Shichang, Xu Donghai.

Yan Song's character is Weizhong, and his name is Jiexi.

Speaking of the reason why Yan Song was able to sit in the first assistant position, in addition to his extraordinary financial management skills, there is also his ability to write good poems.

The so-called Qing Ci is the memorial and congratulatory text dedicated to heaven when Taoism holds a fasting ceremony.It is generally in parallel style, written on ivy paper with red pigment, requiring neat form and gorgeous characters.

Today, I am a devout Taoist, and I often set up incense tables in the palace to perform rituals on weekdays. Every time I perform rituals, I need to burn Qingci.Unexpectedly, the emperor couldn't write this well, so Yan Ge used this method to keep his heart in the emperor's heart, and his career went straight up.

The ministers in the court despised him, envied him, hated him, and gave Lao Yan the nickname "Qingci Prime Minister".In everyone's mouth, this is a treacherous villain who only knows how to flatter.However, in the heart, everyone is afraid that they can't represent themselves.It's a pity that God didn't give us this chance to get close to the emperor!
Now, Xu Jie got such an opportunity.

The thing is like this, some time ago, Xiao Yan suddenly became seriously ill and has been lying on the hospital bed for more than ten days.Although Emperor Jiajing sent an imperial doctor to diagnose and treat him, after more than a dozen medicines, he did not get better.

According to the imperial doctor, Xiao Yan's body is inherently different from ordinary people.Short-sleeved and fat, short in stature, and a one-eyed dragon, the blood and breath in his body are not running smoothly, and he is very prone to illness.Coupled with getting older, it is estimated that I will have to stay at home for a long time this time.

Originally, people eat whole grains, so there is no reason not to get sick.If you are sick, just take some medicine and take care of yourself.

However, when Yan Donglou fell down, Yan Song's writing skills were no longer effective, and his green poems were also boring.

It's okay to do it once, it's fine to do it twice, and it's unreasonable to do it every time, which aroused Emperor Jiajing's great displeasure.

At this time, Xu Jie remembered the rumor that every time Yan Song wrote Qing Ci, Xiao Yan ghostwritten it. Is this true?
Just a few days ago, Emperor Jiajing probably couldn't bear Yan Song's poor writing, so he suddenly ordered Xu Jie to serve as a servant in Yuxu Palace.

Xu Jie knew that this was a golden opportunity, he was from Songjiang, Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces have produced talents since ancient times, Xu Ge, who once edited Tanhua and Ji for the Hanlin Academy, naturally had a good writing style.So he cheered up and wrote three green poems in a row, which were full of flowers.

Seeing Jiajing, Sacred Heart was greatly relieved, and asked someone to give him a set of Xuancheng Sajin Notes, which was a great favor for a courtier, and he was also extremely proud in his heart.Looking at Yan Song next to him with a disappointed face, he thought to himself: The other generation can take his place.

At this moment, hearing Yan Song's faint words, it was like a thunderbolt exploding in his heart.

He immediately realized that he had been so overjoyed these past few days that it aroused Yan Song's vigilance.

No wonder the members of the clan made a fuss in the palace yesterday, and the other three ministers in the cabinet all shied away from having something to do. This is to pin the blame on him. This must be Yan Shoufu's idea.

Thinking of Yan Ge's old methods of punishing political opponents in the past, Xu Jie was shocked.

Xu Jie pretended to be nonchalant, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid I'm going to make a fool of myself when Your Majesty makes an edict."

Yan Songqi asked: "Why?"

Xu Jiedao: "Shoufu, you and I have been studying books all our lives. It is not difficult to write poems and lyrics, but it is not so easy to do well. Poetry is different from stereotyped prose. It is easy to clarify the meaning of the scriptures and explain the truth clearly. Yes. The so-called poems and prose are bestowed by God, and they are obtained by chance. If you don’t have a literary thought, you can write it, if you don’t have it, even if you tear off three thousand threads of trouble, there is nothing you can do.”

"To be honest with Shoufu, I have also secretly written a lot of green poems in cultivation and alchemy today, but compared with you, they are as straight as fireflies and Haoyue. The only two articles that I can get out have been dedicated to you a few days ago. Before. If you force it again, the writing will be a mess, and it will make the king unhappy, but it is not a good thing."

"If the emperor has an edict, the old man will not go."

Yan Song smiled, and then sighed: "Yes, poetry depends entirely on inspiration. If there is no inspiration, there is no way. Someone has to take care of the affairs. If Cifu refuses to go, I will go back to His Majesty later."

Xu Jie sneered in his heart: Good sir Yan, if you can't do it, you can't do it, what inspiration.Don't think that everyone doesn't know that the reason why you are today is due to your shrewd, capable and talented son... Hey, I wish I had such a son.

He showed his attitude that he did not dare to challenge Yan Song's status, and the atmosphere in the value room relaxed.

The first and second in command of the civil servants of the Ming Dynasty talked some gossip again, and for some reason they talked about housework.

Xu Jie: "Donglou is seriously ill this time, but he hired a doctor. In my opinion, the imperial doctor's medicine is not inedible, but the effect is too slow. If you have an emergency, you will be shocked if you encounter such a slow doctor. I am anxious."

Yan Shifan's name is Donglou, and most people in the world call him Mr. Donglou.

Yan Song: "Tea Soup from Guanglu Temple, Prescriptions from Taiyuan Hospital, Prayer for God's Optimism, Armory Division Swords and Guns, Camp Division Workplace, Nursery Home Clothing and Food, Jiaofang Siponiang, Metropolitan Procuratorate Constitution, Guozijian Academy, Hanlin Academy Articles , Jingcheng said it so ridiculously, it turns out that Cisuke also knew about it. Haha, it actually makes sense."

"Take the prescriptions of the Imperial Hospital as an example. Because it is not the emperor, the prince, or the nobles in the palace, they are very careful when using the medicines. I am afraid that if you use strong medicines, you will have an accident and you will be held responsible. There are licorice, Chuanbei, Gastrodia elata on the left and right. This kind of food can't kill people. However, the Holy Grace cannot be accepted."

Yan Song said again: "Of course you have to eat the prescriptions from the Imperial Hospital, but outsiders have to ask the doctor to take a look. If you do both, you will be more secure."

Xu Jie pretended to be relieved: "The first assistant's words are very true, and Donglou's body will definitely improve in a few days."

Yan Song smiled wryly: "Illness comes like a mountain, and sickness goes like spinning. Even the prescription given by Li Dongbi has no effect. It is said that it needs to be nourished. After a year or so, if the vitality recovers, it may be saved. If not, then we can only resign ourselves to fate."

Speaking of this, Yan Song's eyes showed a trace of worry and fatigue.

Xu Jie was taken aback: "Is the Li Dongbi whom Ge Lao said was Li Shizhen from the Imperial Hospital?" Seeing Yan Song nodding, he asked again: "Didn't Li Shizhen go back to his hometown to write? Why did he come to the capital?"

Yan Song: "It's really him. Li Shizhen went to Yanshan to collect medicine this time, and stayed in the capital for a few days. She came to my house to check Donglou's pulse. She said that the situation is not very good."

The complexion on his face was even worse, and he sighed heavily: "To tell the truth, the old man has tried everything, even the warlocks in the palace and Zhu You."

Xu Jie felt ridiculous in his heart: Everyone reads the books of sages and sages, and their words are strange and confusing. Zhu You Keben is used to fool the villagers, peasants and women, and the poor who have no money to buy medicine. This old man Yan Ge also believes it, it is really ridiculous!

However, he still followed Yan Song's words and said, "It's good to try it. There are folks talking about it. I don't know if there is any happy event in Ge Lao's mansion recently, but it will be a big one. Maybe Donglou will be happy and his illness will be mild." A few minutes."

Yan Song: "What happy event can there be? The children and grandchildren in the family should marry, and those who should marry have already grown up."

Probably because he had served Emperor Jiajing all the year round, and he also suffered from erysipelas.Like the Son of Heaven, although the Yan Mansion is the most wealthy family in the country, there are not many heirs.

He has two daughters, but Yan Shifan is the only son.

Yan Song didn't welcome his first grandson until he was 64 years old. Up to now, the Yan family has only six grandsons and one granddaughter, all of whom are married.

Xu Jie jokingly said, "Shoufu, let your grandson take a concubine and set up a wedding banquet to be lively and lively."

Yan Song: "It's really inappropriate to hold a concubine for a wedding. There is no such rule in the world."

It means that the eldest wife looks at family status and character, while the concubine looks at appearance.

Generally speaking, the concubines taken by wealthy families are either maidservants or well-behaved women bought from outsiders' market, whose status is extremely lowly.If it is a big deal, it will be too flattering to make her laugh.

If the concubine is from a respectable family, it is fine to hold a big banquet.It's just, how can someone give their daughter as a concubine?

Xu Jie laughed and said: "I heard people say that Yan Shaoqing, the eldest grandson of the first assistant, is handsome and handsome. She is also handsome, and Yan Sicheng is a match made in heaven, the old man decides to match Master Xu as a concubine."

Yan Song couldn't help taking a breath: "Cifu wants to give my granddaughter to Shaoqing as a concubine, is this true?"

Xu Jie: "Naturally it is true."

"This..." Yan Song was stunned, and murmured: "This is too wronged her."

Xu Jie said indifferently: "To tell the truth, my granddaughter is the concubine born to a servant girl. Because of lack of control and willful nonsense, Yan Sicheng is a man of morality and was born in a famous family. It would be a shame to be his concubine." It's not bad, it's better than marrying an ordinary farmer in the future!"

Anyway, in a word, this girl is very annoying, and I don't really want to admit it.

When Yan Song heard this, he pondered in his heart.Xu Jie is a high-ranking official, so if his granddaughter gets married, he can naturally do a lot of things, and it doesn't violate the rules of etiquette.It's just that this Xu Jie is also the elder of the pavilion after all, so he was able to put up a face and not give his granddaughter to my grandson as a concubine, he really made up his mind.

He immediately understood that Xu Jie knew that he had offended him about Qingci, and wanted to please himself through this marriage.

It really is a turtle, there is a wrong name but not a wrong nickname!Yan Song felt emotional in his heart.

Xu Jie's attitude made Mr. Yan Ge very satisfied, and what he wanted was also an attitude.

He said: "That's a good relationship, Mr. Xu Ge, do you think this is good? You first ask someone to send over your granddaughter's horoscope, and let me have a look. If the horoscope matches, choose a good day to be lively."

Yan Song laughed and put his hand on his forehead: "Donglou should be very happy to know about this."

In this way, the cabinet of the Ming Dynasty restored the previous happy and harmonious ecology.

The two had another conversation, and even exchanged their writing skills for a long time.

Xu Jie didn't hide his secrets, and revealed to Yan Song the poems he wrote quite proudly and wanted to be brilliant in Emperor Jiajing.

After a while, the emperor sent a servant to come and order the two to serve as marquis.

Xu Jie naturally shied away. He looked at Yan Song's leaving back, and snorted in his heart: I guess this Yan Shoufu will steal my poems as his own when he sees the emperor, right?Anyway, all the green words will be burnt to sacrifice to God in the end, and I am not afraid of being known by others.

Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement.Tian Xingjian, a gentleman should endure what others cannot bear.

Xu Jie knew that since Xiao Yan fell ill, the Yan Party did not have this backbone, and the situation was a bit chaotic.Now Yan Song is very sensitive to things and people.This time, it would be a good strategy to dispel his wariness by using the two families to meet relatives.

As for the matter of his granddaughter Xu Zhi being a concubine, he didn't take it seriously.To put it bluntly, the marriage of wealthy children serves politics.

Besides, he has many descendants.

As long as there is too much of anything, it is worthless, and the same is true for family affection.

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I just feel sorry for Young Master Jiu, who is such a free-spirited, unrestrained and bright girl on weekdays, but she doesn't know what a tragic fate awaits her.

(End of this chapter)