Chapter 406: The appetite is open to the sky and the sand is clean
While drinking and drinking, everyone became familiar with each other. As they became more familiar, they talked more. Of course, they were Hanlin after all, and their words were all elegant and elegant. They talked about competing with hundreds of schools of thought. They were still talking to Yan Shifan and others.
There is a difference. Want to see?
The imperial doctors at the imperial hospital across the street were also drunk and seemed to be arguing about which prescription was better for treating typhoid fever. One of the imperial doctors said that civil servants were the first and martial arts were second. The pharmacological properties of medicines had to be discussed clearly, and they continued to argue.
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"There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts. What better way to argue?" The people in the Hanlin Academy heard the argument on the other side, smiled and said this cliché again, and proposed a topic for debate.
"Yi'er, each article has its merits, and it's hard to distinguish between them, so words and prose are not the best. When warriors compete with swords, guns and sticks, it's easy to distinguish between superior and inferior, so there is no second place in martial arts." An outspoken classic sitting here put down his wine glass and took the lead.
expressed his opinion.
This is also how many people interpret this sentence.
However, after the classic man finished speaking, Yuan Wei on the other side chuckled and said, "I have other opinions. Scholars are modest and polite, and they dare not say that they are the best. No one dares to say that they are the best. Therefore,
Words and words are not the best; as for martial men, they are reckless and eager to win. They don't recognize that others are good at themselves and argue that they are the best. Therefore, there is no second place in martial arts."
"Yes, a few days ago, I saw two warriors in Xiwu Hutong, who drew their swords at each other because of a disagreement, and blood was flowing like a stream." Another person agreed.
"Writing is not always powerful, writing styles are very different. Everyone has their own preferences for radish and green vegetables, and it is difficult for everyone to agree, so words and writings are not the best. Warriors are also reckless. If two people compete against each other, they will win and lose. It is easy to see one or two."
He combined the two people’s views and put forward his own point of view.
This kind of debate is not as complicated as modern times. You can almost say whatever you want. As long as you want to say it, you can say whatever you want. Many people expressed their opinions, and Zhang Siwei and Zhang Juzheng also said a few words.
Zhu Ping'an looked at whoever spoke and looked like he was listening carefully. In fact, he was practicing lip reading.
"Zi Hou listened carefully, why don't you try to say something?" Li Chunfang looked at Zhu Ping'an, and then everyone also turned their eyes.
Zhu Ping'an was studying lip reading. He was a little startled when he heard what Li Chunfang said. He listened carefully to what everyone said just now, and the topic was very simple. There was basically no difficulty. It was just a matter of similarities and differences in opinions.
.In fact, speaking of Wen Wu No. 1 and Wu Wu No. 2, I remember reading Gu Long’s martial arts novels before and saw another interesting version. I might as well bring it up and share it with everyone.
Thinking of this, Zhu Pingan smiled and nodded, and then said softly, "Wen Wu is first and Wu Wu is second. Haha, I think the other way around is better. Wen Wu is second and Wu Wu is first."
Wen Wu is second, Wu Wu is first?
This is the first time for everyone here to hear this statement. When Zhu Ping'an put forward this statement, he couldn't help but express surprise. Why is it better in turn? Wen Wu is the second? Just said Wu Wu
Secondly, it is to say that warriors are reckless, but this is not true for literary scholars. Could it be that Zhu Ping'an means to say that intellectuals look down upon each other?
Do literati look down on each other? This is a taboo saying among literati. Could it be that the new number one scholar is too young and a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?
So everyone looked at Zhu Pingan, and were very concerned about how Zhu Pingan would explain.
"There is no second place in literature. There is no place first in martial arts. That's because there is no first place in literature but not first place in martial arts." Zhu Ping'an said with a smile, "Confucius is the greatest master of Chinese culture. He created Confucianism and passed it down to this day. He should be the first."
First, there is no difference. As for martial arts, there is no one recognized as the number one. Therefore, there is no second in literature and no number one in martial arts."
It was almost the first time for everyone to hear this statement, and they found it very novel. Indeed, Kong Sheng deserved to be the first. What everyone said just now was almost a commonplace. Zhu Ping'an mentioned that there was no second place in literature and no first place in martial arts.
A brand new proposition, around which Zhu Ping'an proposed it, everyone began to debate again.
From civil and martial arts, it was extended to Confucius and Sheng, then to the Four and Five Classics, and then to Zhu Xi. The people of the Hanlin Academy are truly amazing people with eloquence.
While the banquet culture was booming in the Hanlin Academy, the Taiyuan Hospital was also competing vigorously. The distance was not very far, and the voices from their side could also be transmitted, but the sounds were very unclear. However, because Zhu Ping'an was facing the
They can reconstruct their dialogue from their mouth movements and muffled voices.
In fact, the main argument was between the young imperial physician and other imperial physicians. It should be that Emperor Jiajing wanted to be immortal and arranged some improved prescriptions for the imperial hospital in an attempt to achieve immortality.
"Taking mercury for a long time and mixing it with good things appropriately can prolong your life." An imperial doctor said this.
"It is said in the Nei Jing that by refining sulfur, you can grow your skin and strengthen your Qi." Another imperial doctor quoted the classics and argued.
"Many classics have said that Ganoderma lucidum is a fairy grass, and eating it for a long time can prolong life. We should order from all places to collect Ganoderma lucidum, snow lotus and other materials for the holy elixir." Another imperial doctor put forward an idea, and got
Many imperial doctors agreed.
"Absurd! Nonsense. Mercury comes out of sand and becomes mercury. It is a highly poisonous product and should not be taken orally, especially for pregnant women. Sulfur comes out of minerals and is acidic, warm and toxic. It returns to the kidneys and large intestine. Taking it internally may cause diarrhea and diarrhea.
Taboo: Ganoderma lucidum is rare, has the effect of increasing wisdom, good color, beautifying, detoxifying and internally regulating, how can it be said to prolong life and prolong life! The whole country is recruiting, it is only a waste of people's energy, why bother." The young imperial doctor retorted loudly.
"My surname is Li, what do you know? This is recorded in the classics and what our ancestors said." Many imperial doctors cited scriptures to attack the young imperial doctor.
"Classics, classics, classics have many shortcomings and even many errors. In addition, since the Song Dynasty, the number of medicines has gradually increased. For the sake of the emperor and the common people, we should revise the Materia Medica, delete errors and correct mistakes, and do field research." The young imperial doctor was a little excited.
"Okay, Mr. Li, here we come again. You are an imperial doctor, not an imperial physician. What do you know about cultivation? Only by studying your prescription well can you be genuine."
"Listening" to the argument at the Imperial Hospital, Zhu Ping'an suddenly thought thoughtfully, Materia Medica, Xiu, surnamed Li, uh, that young imperial physician couldn't be Li Shizhen, right? This is a famous miracle doctor, you need to find him
It's a chance to get closer, and getting to know Li Shizhen is like having an extra life-saving talisman.
As time went by, the jars of wine on the table were all empty. Although Zhu Pingan deliberately paid attention to drinking less, he did drink a lot less than others, but after all, Zhu Pingan had a small capacity for alcohol, so he still drank too much.
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Poems were often composed at banquets in ancient times, not to mention that this was a banquet held by the Hanlin Academy. For some reason or who suggested it, all the Hanlin officials wrote poems one after another to commemorate this banquet.
Yuan Wei took the lead. While everyone was still thinking and deliberation, he finished it in one stroke. The writing style and connotation of the poem were excellent, very beautiful, and everyone applauded.
The poems written by Zhang Juzheng and others are also very good.
But the most eye-catching feature of the feast was the poem written by Zhu Ping'an who was drunk: Roast duck with fish head with chopped pepper, sweet and sour pork ribs with prawns, boiled meat slices with chicken feet, meat skewers with chicken racks, and fried fat sausage with bean sprouts.
The poem is composed of the names of the dishes, and the names of the dishes are all on this table. It is really a poem to commemorate this banquet.
"Hehehe, Zihou, you are so apt." Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Zhu Ping'an's "Jingsha Day" spread quickly, and it didn't take long for the poem to reach the desk of Emperor Jiajing. Emperor Jiajing had factory guards to monitor the world. He knew exactly what the ministers had for dinner. This scandal in the Imperial Academy
The dust-washing banquet was naturally monitored by factory guards.
"Haha, it's interesting. It's the first time I've read such an appetizing word. Huang Ban, please prepare such a table for me tomorrow." Emperor Jiajing looked at it and ordered Huang Jin with a smile.
"Why don't you wait tomorrow? I'll let the imperial kitchen prepare the food right now."
Huang Jin's affection for Zhu Pingan increased even more at this time. Emperor Jiajing had lost his appetite after taking elixirs in the past few days, which made Huang Jin very nervous. Seeing Emperor Jiajing's appetite at this moment, Huang Jin's heart hanging in his throat could finally be relieved.
Let it go. (To be continued.)
Come to the pavilion to watch it from the ground to the cloud】