In the court hall, the emperor would reward his ministers with cotton-padded clothes.
In the army, the Ministry of War will issue cotton-padded clothes to keep out the cold.
Among the people, it is the same as the Qingming Festival and the Zhongyuan Festival. It is a day when people make sacrifices and burn offerings to commemorate their deceased relatives.
golden palace
Noon is approaching and state affairs are over.
Little Plum always stands up.
"If you have something to do, start to act, if nothing happens, leave the court!"
Ahem.
The six ministers looked at each other and their eyes fell on the Grand Master.
Ren Yi had no choice but to stand up and salute.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report."
Ren Ning, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was not surprised, smiled and nodded.
"Master, there is no need to be too polite. If you have something to say, please tell me."
"Your Majesty, it has been more than six hundred years since the founding of Your Majesty Taizu. During this period, the country was established by force and the world was governed by culture. Morality, justice and etiquette are indispensable. In particular, filial piety is still very important..."
"What the Grand Master said is absolutely true."
Ren Ning nodded in agreement.
"The Book of Filial Piety" says: A husband's filial piety is the scripture of heaven, the meaning of earth, and the conduct of the people. I am the Son of Heaven, and my words and deeds benefit the people. This is an important role for me, and I must bow down and reflect on myself at all times.
Dare to forget ethics and filial piety.”
Ren Yi let out a long breath.
"As the Son of Heaven, your Majesty, above all others, also abides by the rules, knows the rules, knows the bottom line, and sets an example. This is the blessing of the clouds and the blessing of all people."
Having said this, he bowed deeply and then got down to business.
"Your Majesty, today is the Winter Clothes Festival. According to tradition, Your Majesty should reward you with cotton-padded clothes."
"Although cotton-padded clothes are light, they have far-reaching significance. From the counties and prefectures to the people all over the world, they have imitated them one by one. They have not forgotten ethics and filial piety and have been passed down for thousands of years."
After saying that, Ren Yi stared deeply at Xiao Lizi who was standing next to Ren Ning.
I don’t know how the old eunuch Changlu taught his disciples, but he actually forgot to remind His Majesty these important solar terms.
Xiao Lizi could see it clearly and felt extremely aggrieved. He just couldn't speak and finally rolled his eyes silently.
Ha ha.
Ren Ning, who was sitting on the dragon throne, laughed and said, "What the Grand Master taught me, I will take it to heart."
Having said this, he lightly knocked on the dragon case.
"It's just that there are tens of thousands of imperial servants, and most of them are diligent, loyal to their duties, and have devoted their hearts to the empire and the people. I can see all of this."
"I wanted to give you cold clothes today, but to whom I would give them, I was a little unsure for a while."
Fan Wen, the Minister of Rites, took a few steps quickly and stood up.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry."
"The right way is like thunder and rain, both are gifts from Heaven. It is a gift from His Majesty and a grace from Heaven. Those who have received it will naturally be grateful and need to redouble their efforts to repay His Majesty's trust; those who have not received it for the time being need to reflect on themselves.
, study the shortcomings deeply and strive to make more contributions to the empire and the people in the future."
"Fan Shangshu said it well."
Ren Ning was very satisfied and turned to look at Xiao Lizi next to him.
The little eunuch coughed lightly and took out a roll of bright yellow silk from nowhere.
He unfolded it slowly.
There are not many words on it, just one line.
"Today, I have given cold clothes to the former Grand Master Ren Heng, Master Hongguang, the abbot of Longshou Temple, and Xia Bang, the former prefect of Dingxi County and now the general guarding the North Customs, as a token of encouragement."
Buzz~
There was a commotion in the Golden Palace.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, a little doubtful of their own ears.
Finally, the courtiers looked at the little eunuch beside Long's desk one by one, as if they wanted to hear him continue reading.
However, Xiao Lizi turned a blind eye and put away the silk cloth.
The news of the gift of clothes spread quickly as everyone retreated from the court and newspapers and windmills spread.
The governors of each county and the commanders of each regiment were all shocked. They unanimously withdrew the list they had prepared earlier and rethought the subordinates who would be given the clothes.
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Sulan County, Sulan City.
Sheriff's Mansion.
"Sir," the housekeeper just finished reading the windmill from Star City and said, "The list of clothes given by His Majesty this year is quite interesting."
"Indeed." Liu Yongchun nodded slightly.
It has been three years since the old master retired from the court. Now he has been traveling around the counties of Yunchui, making friends with local scholars, trying to collect all the Chinese characters in Yunchui and give them their pronunciation, so as to formulate an unprecedented canon for the world.
Although he has no fixed place to live and often sleeps in the open air, the old man does not find it difficult but rather enjoys it.
Even though the Taishi Mansion sent people to pick him up many times, the old Taishi had no intention of returning to Xingji City or Xingluo County for retirement.
"It seems that His Majesty attaches great importance to the homophony of words. Please continue to order, if the old master passes by our Sulan County, he must be notified as soon as possible. At the same time, all local government offices must ensure the safety and related needs of the old master. No one is allowed to
Interrupt or obstruct.”
"Understood." The housekeeper quickly wrote it down in his notebook.
He hesitated for a while and couldn't help but speak.
"Sir, in the past, the recipients of gifts of clothing were usually limited to the court and local legions. I didn't expect that the Holy Emperor would pay attention to an outsider like Master Hongguang today."
"Yes." Liu Yongchun felt a little confused.
The old monk usually only hangs out in middle and lower counties, and has never been to Su Lan or the counties where Liu Yongchun served in the past.
But because of the newspaper, the two of them were relatively familiar with the old monk.
"Master Hongguang is an eminent monk who has practiced both medicine and Buddhism. He once saved all people from fire and water. Your Majesty remembers his kindness and has given Master a cold coat today. It is not incomprehensible. It's just..."
When Emperor Changxing was still alive, many officials collectively petitioned to make Buddhism the state religion.
The old emperor also considered it, but his condition was good and bad, and he had many problems when he was good, and he had a splitting headache when he was bad, so he never settled on a plan.
Ren Ning is now in good physical and mental health, and many important officials in the court mentioned this matter during this period, but he seems to have no such intention at all.
"It seems that although His Majesty admires Master Hongguang, he still upholds religion in his heart and must not get involved in politics."
"Go ahead and tell me that if anyone in the county governor's house meets a monk or nun to beg for help, they can give you some food or money, but they must not treat you as a guest."
The old housekeeper nodded repeatedly, "Your Excellency."
"As for Chabon..."
Liu Yongchun raised his head and looked toward the western skyline.
"At the beginning of the Dingxi counterattack, our troops were seriously insufficient compared to the Xiliang people. However, Xia Bangwei was not afraid at all, and the Dingxi defenders regarded death as if they were home. They fought all the way through the entire Dingxi County, and in the end almost all of them were killed or injured."
"These heroes and martyrs should be remembered and respected by the world."
But for some reason, Emperor Changxing has always turned a blind eye to this and ignored it.
"Fortunately, His Majesty has always remembered their efforts and now compensates them."
"Sir," the steward agreed, "Since your Majesty remembers the sacrifices of the Dingxi people, I'm afraid he also remembers the viciousness of the Xiliang people. I'm afraid the court's eyes will turn more to the west after coming down."
"That's right." Liu Yongchun nodded, "Xiliang Langzi's ambition will not change, and he will have a life-and-death battle with Yunchui in the future. We need to prepare early. But the road to the west is far away, and the battle will not be easy, and it is estimated that it will cost a lot."
"Now that we are in Sulan, we cannot sit back and enjoy our wealth. We should think more about various ways to save as much money as possible for the national treasury."
"That's what my lord said."
Bang bang.
Before the housekeeper finished speaking, the study door rang softly.
The doorman's voice came from outside.
"Sir, Mrs. Zhongyongbo would like to see you."
Liu Yongchun and the housekeeper looked at each other and were immediately overjoyed.
"When did little sister Su Lan come back? Please come in quickly."
When the master and servant arrived at the flower hall, they immediately saw a graceful, elegant and beautiful woman sitting in the guest seat.
It is Xiao Gang's mother, Liu Wan.
"Yo yo yo, the little lady has met the county governor."
Liu Yongchun laughed and gave in.
"My little sister is making fun of my eldest brother again. You are the uncle's wife now, and my eldest brother can't bear it."
whee.
"Mrs. Uncle?" Liu Wan puffed up her chest proudly, "I'm afraid what the eldest brother said is not quite right. Maybe your little sister will be promoted to Madam Hou by the end of the year."