"My lord's pen is so precious that I dare not ask for it. If my lord is willing, just write this sentence to me. If you are not indifferent, you will not be able to make your ambition clear, and if you are not tranquil, you will not be able to achieve great things!" Zhang Ximeng said in a low voice.
"Indifferent, peaceful!" Lao Zhu said with a smile: "Sir, these two sentences are what Zhuge Wuhou said. To be honest, I think they are low, so why not write, write..."
Lao Zhu thought for a while and actually smiled and said: "If you have it, let's call it Zhuge Liang who divides the world, and Zhang Ximeng who dominates the country. How about it?"
Zhang Ximeng's face turned dark. If he said this at home, he would be so embarrassed that he would be laughed at by the whole world.
"My lord, I am now a very human minister, assisting the Holy Lord, and have established today's foundation. Looking back on the past, only by not forgetting the original intention, being indifferent and peaceful, can we always succeed. These two words of Zhuge Wuhou are suitable for me to encourage myself at all times.
"Zhang Ximeng said seriously.
Seeing Zhang Ximeng's firm attitude, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, "Since you want it, sir, how could we not write it?"
As he spoke, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his big pen and wrote these two sentences. Then Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhang Ximeng and said, "How is it? How is our calligraphy?"
"My lord has the energy to breathe in the sun and the moon, and the heart of the nine heavens. His words are like his person, and his people are like his words. He is so majestic that he is the only one in the world!" Zhang Ximeng praised.
To be fair, Zhang Ximeng's words are a bit exaggerated, but Zhu has continued to read and write in these years, and his cultural level has improved quite astonishingly. This hand of calligraphy, placed among the famous masters, is at an upper-middle level.
Considering that Lao Zhu started reading and writing, he had already missed the best time. He relied on hard work to make up for his shortcomings and kept catching up. He was really talented.
After all, Zhu Yuanzhang had to deal with so many government affairs every day, including fighting with troops and managing money and food, which took up a lot of his time. It was indeed extraordinary that he still found time to study calligraphy.
Zhang Ximeng accepted it happily and prepared to take it back.
Who knew that Zhu Yuanzhang actually stopped him and said, "Sir, don't be busy. This is your wedding day. The gift we are going to give you needs to be framed carefully. It doesn't matter if you just take it back! Just wait for us to finish it for you.
That’s it.”
Zhang Ximeng glanced at Lao Zhu secretly, and always felt that Zhu Yuanzhang had a conspiracy. On the wedding day, he would probably do the whole job! Let yourself open your eyes.
But Zhang Ximeng had no choice but to accept it.
Zhu Yuanzhang then said: "Sir, we haven't asked you yet, what are you going to do about this marriage? It stands to reason that you still have elders in the clan, and Jiang Tiju also has parents and relatives. It is natural for the marriage to have both relatives present. But right now
Are you in Kaifeng again, are you going to pick someone up? Or are you going back to Yingtian to hold a wedding?"
Zhang Ximeng said: "My lord, there is no need to go to such trouble. I have discussed it with Jiang Tiju. She has already written a letter to her family. All she needs to do is wait for the two elders to agree to give her blessing. There is no need for the two elders to come in person. I don't want to bother here either, so just
When we get married in Kaifeng, I will send someone over to bring Jiang Tiju over, and then the couple will go to the church to get married and entertain the guests."
Zhu Yuanzhang pondered slightly, but it was simple, but it was still a way. After all, both Zhang Ximeng and Jiang Nan had important matters at hand, and they wanted to use the marriage to sell national debt and open up the situation for the governance of the Central Plains.
If you have to follow the old etiquette and invite all your relatives over, then the commotion will disrupt the rhythm.
"Okay then, let's do what you want, sir." Lao Zhu added, "We also checked the almanac. Ten days from now, it will be an auspicious day. Sir, are you willing?"
"Ten days?"
Zhang Ximeng pondered slightly, are you going to get married so soon?
That’s okay too!
There is no point in procrastinating for a long time, "Then I'll have to worry about it, my lord."
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed heartily, "Don't worry, sir, we will definitely organize a simple, grand, festive and lively wedding for you! Sir, just wait to be your groom!"
Zhang Ximeng could hear something unusual in Lao Zhu's laughter. This marriage would definitely be something he would never forget.
But Zhang Ximeng couldn't guess what was unusual about it.
He wanted to inquire, let alone other people, even Zhu Ying was tight-lipped and would rather be spanked by Zhang Ximeng than say a word.
Zhang Ximeng had no choice. He secretly inquired about Jiang Nan and wanted to know if she had any news.
Jiang Nan was immersed in accounting all day long, summarizing various data. There were too many things that she needed to review and review, and she was very busy.
He replied to Zhang Ximeng, along with a bunch of account books.
I only received a set of Fengguanxia pei from Yingtian. I think it won't be much trouble. Prime Minister Zhang is free and can pay more attention to state affairs.
After Zhang Ximeng glanced at it, he smiled helplessly.
I am married to a workaholic!
What else can be done?
Help her share the burden!
My own wife hurts herself.
Zhang Ximeng's work ability is certainly not to be boasted. He locked himself in his study, sorted out the household registration albums from various places, and reviewed and approved the construction of reservoirs and ditches. He was very busy.
The ten days passed really easily.
Zhang Ximeng was hiding in the small building of Chengdu. Outside, the world was turned upside down and the situation changed.
Over the list of bearers, all the generals were almost at war with each other.
You must know that when crossing the river and entering Jinling, Zhang Ximeng suggested to Lao Zhu that sedans should be abolished and people should not be used as animals. Zhu Yuanzhang naturally agreed. In the past few years, in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty, literati rode in cars and military men rode horses, but there was really no sedan chair.
The folk sedan bearers also disappeared, and everyone returned to their hometowns to farm.
If you can plow the land honestly and live comfortably, who would be willing to be a cow or a horse for others and let others sit on your shoulders?
Therefore, throughout the Ming Dynasty, the sedan chair as a means of transportation almost disappeared.
The only thing that still exists is the eight-carrying sedan chair used for the wedding.
Marriage is an extraordinary event for anyone.
Eight-carrying a large sedan chair, carrying a rich lady, carrying a perfect body, carrying a partner who supports each other... This kind of thing must not be banned at once.
Originally, Zhang Ximeng had nothing to do here, he just picked a few bearers to help carry his wife back.
But for some reason, Chang Yuchun heard about it, and he immediately shouted that he wanted to be a bearer.
When he first came over, thanks to Prime Minister Zhang's guidance and teachings, he could not repay this great kindness, so it was natural for him to help Prime Minister Zhang carry his wife back.
Hearing what he said, Xu Da rolled his eyes. Can you please stop putting gold on your face?
How late was it for you to return?
My name is still that of Zhang Xiang. How can I change my name to you?
The two people quarreled, and Fei Ju scratched his head and said to them: "Actually, I was the first to join him, and I am more qualified than you."
Hu Dahai coughed in a low voice and said: "Don't ask for qualifications? When it comes to qualifications, how can you compare with Tang and Duke Tang? If he is not here, we are all the same! I, Old Hu, will also be the bearer of the sedan chair."
Feng Guoyong echoed: "Who says it's not the case? Why are you robbing us? It takes eight people to carry the sedan chair, including me."
Ding Pulang suddenly said: "Xiang Zhang wrote an article and established a temple for Patriarch Peng. I have to repay this kindness. Count me in."
Liao Yongzhong also said: "That's right, that's right! Prime Minister Zhang is here from the Navy Commander, so it's natural for us to carry his wife!"
At this point, Liao Yongan, Yu Tonghai, and several naval generals came forward.
Hua Yun, Wu Zhen, Wu Liang, these people are also anxious.
Hua Yun shouted: "Prime Minister Zhang gave me the name "Yun" and expected me to be as good as Zhao Zilong, the famous general of the Three Kingdoms. This was such a kind intention, and I can't be left out!"
Zheng Yuchun rubbed his hands and said hehe, "I don't care about anything else anyway. We trainers are all arranged by Zhang Xiang. This time, no matter what, we must have our share."
Without calculation, the eight quotas are definitely exceeded.
From Xu Da Chang Yuchun on down, there were almost dozens of generals, and they were all quarreling.
On the other side, Liu Bowen, Song Lian and others looked at each other. You are arguing about this, have you ever considered us?
Zhang Xiang has written so many articles and has disciples all over the world. We can all be regarded as his disciples.
Now that Prime Minister Zhang is getting married, why is your military attache taking advantage of such a huge happy event?
Although we are physically weak, we are not afraid of quarrels!
As this group of literati joined, things immediately became troublesome.
Originally, everyone was competing for eight spots, but there was still hope.
As a result, when the civil servants arrived, four of them were immediately separated.
Suddenly even Chang Yuchun was not sure.
Is this good enough?
Civil and military officials opened the battlefield.
The most serious civil and military struggle since the founding of the Ming Dynasty ensued.
The civil servants can quarrel, but the military attachés have thick arms.
If you can't make any noise, turn over the table.
The general overturned the table. Song Lian, Liu Ji and others couldn't argue, so they could only calm down for a while, but soon the military commander couldn't understand the allocation of eight places, and they quickly became chaotic.
Then the opportunity came for Song Lian and others to stir up trouble, stir up trouble, form cliques... In short, all eighteen kinds of martial arts were used.
Needless to say, this is a lively place.
Seeing that the roof of the house was about to be lifted, Zhu Ying bravely made a suggestion.
"I told you to stop arguing. My eldest brother is a very simple man. Let's just use a carriage instead of a sedan." As soon as he said this, he was immediately penetrated by countless eyes.
Zhu Ying was so frightened that she trembled. She was broken! She was in trouble!
As expected, all the anger from both the civil and military parties was directed at Zhu Ying, "Boy, what do you mean, do you want to destroy us?"
Zhu Ying was instantly overwhelmed by their quarrels, thunder and lightning.
How can Zhu Ying be able to withstand it? Run away quickly!
He escaped, happened to meet Zhu Yuanzhang, and quickly shouted, "Godfather, help me!"
Lao Zhu rescued his godson and asked what happened?
As soon as Zhu Ying said that, Lao Zhu laughed loudly, "Why are you making noise? We have already thought of a way!"
Zhu Yuanzhang took long strides and walked into the side hall. He glanced at the noisy civil and military officials and couldn't help but shake his head, "You guys, who said you have to carry an eight-carriage sedan to welcome a bride?"
Liu Bowen was smart and immediately said: "What does superior mean?"
"Prime Minister Zhang's identity is enough to carry sixty-four sedan chairs, what do you think?"
Chang Yuchun quickly bowed and said, "Higher sage! Even if it's one hundred and twenty-eight times, it's natural!"
With just one word, Lao Zhu built a large sedan chair that had never been seen before.
It didn't matter, Lao Zhu waved his hand, and someone brought in a gold medal with four shining characters on it: Fuguoyuanshi.
The ministers saw this, hesitated a little, and immediately said in unison: "You are a wise man, and Prime Minister Zhang deserves it!"
