Nine hundred and seventieth chapters encounter disputes
Around noon, after having a vegetarian meal in the palace, Zhu Ping'an and Gao Gong returned to Prince Yu's Mansion from Xiyuan together.
"Hey, Zihou, tell me, what's the use of setting up an altar for fasting and worshiping during this natural and man-made disaster?!"
On the way back, Gao Gong clasped his hands behind his back, sneered, and said to Zhu Pingan, with a look of arrogance and dissatisfaction on his face.
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Zhu Ping'an didn't know how to answer Gao Gong's question. The topic raised by Gao Gong was fundamentally a political mistake. You must know that Emperor Jiajing wanted to cultivate and become an immortal. He respected Taoism in his heart, and Zhaijiao
It is an indispensable and important ritual for Taoism. Therefore, in this context, any doubts and criticisms about Zhaijiao are political errors.
Yang Tinghe, a veteran of the three dynasties who was the chief minister at that time, criticized Zhai Jiao and said that Zhai Jiao was not trustworthy. Emperor Jiajing was furious and dismissed him. Xia Yan and others also learned this bloody lesson.
Don’t talk about fasting.
Master Xu Jie has reminded himself more than once.
However, with Gao Gong's character, if he praises Zhaijiu against his will in order to avoid political mistakes, Gao Gong's spittle will definitely be sprayed on his face. The boat of friendship that was finally built before will definitely capsize.
How to answer?
this is a problem.
Just when Zhu Ping'an was in a dilemma, he noticed the surrounding environment with the corner of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth instantly curled up.
hehe
Sure enough, no one who has left a great name in history is simple, especially the old fox Gao Gong.
Zhu Ping'an cursed Gao Gong in his heart.
Next, Zhu Pingan also made an angry expression, hehehe, shook his head, his voice was not loud, but his momentum was impassioned, "Haha, in front of Brother Suqing, Pingan will not be aggressive. From now on.
From the perspective of peace, if fasting is a matter of praying, one must be cautious and not take it lightly. Although praying is a matter of praying, when there are natural disasters or man-made disasters, the first thing that should not be considered is to pray.
"Praying for things" is a waste of manpower, material and financial resources. For natural disasters, we provide relief and disaster relief, learn lessons in the later period and take precautions; for man-made disasters, we must strictly govern people, govern people with laws, and clean up politics."
The reason why Zhu Ping'an dared to express his position like this was because he noticed his surroundings just now from the corner of his eye.
Now that we are in the square with no one around, as long as we control the sound, we don't have to worry about what we say.
The reason why Gao Gong dared to be so angry just now must have been because he noticed this. Otherwise, with Gao Gong's IQ and more than ten years of experience in officialdom, he could have thought of the unobjectionable Zhai Jiao, so how could Gao Gong not think of it?
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That's why Zhu Ping'an slandered the old fox Gao Gong.
"Zi Hou's words are very true. Tao Zhongwen, a master with a good nose, has done hundreds of fasting festivals. If the fasting festivals are useful, we should have good weather in the Ming Dynasty, the world will be peaceful, and the eight wastelands will be in charge. How can there be such natural and man-made disasters...
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Gao Gong nodded, and then started complaining angrily. He had a very different opinion about Zhai Jiao and Tao Zhongwen.
After crossing the square, the number of people gradually increased. Gao Gong changed the topic without leaving a trace and came to discuss the meaning of the classics with Zhu Pingan. Zhu Pingan did not seem to notice the change in the environment, and seemed to be attracted by the topic of the classics raised by Gao Gong.
In this way, he and Gao Gong discussed the classics and meanings of the Spring and Autumn Period.
In this way, while discussing Jingyi Chunqiu, the two of them arrived at Prince Yu's Mansion unknowingly.
After entering Prince Yu's Mansion, the two of them took the familiar route and walked along the middle road toward Chang'an Hall, which is the office location of Prince Yu's Mansion.
On the way to Chang'an Hall along the middle road, when they approached the intersection of the middle courtyard and the west courtyard, Zhu Ping'an and Gao Gong saw a group of people gathered in front of them, including men and women, mostly women, forming a chaotic mess.
From time to time there were sounds of reprimands, arguments, and quarrels, as well as the voices of girls crying in frustration.
What's going on here?
Zhu Ping'an looked up and saw an acquaintance in the crowd. That was Manager Liu. He was standing in the center of the crowd, playing the role of referee. However, looking at the way Manager Liu put his hand on his forehead and frowned, it seemed that he was qualified as a referee.
Not optimistic.
The closer we get, the clearer we see and the clearer we hear.
There was a piece of silk cloth placed in the place, and the dispute surrounding the silk cloth was between two maids. They were both young. One was around seventeen or eighteen years old, with a standard oval-seed face, delicate facial features, and a rather pure appearance; the other wanted to
She is younger, and looks about fifteen years old. Although she is young, she is quite precocious in development. Her chest is bulging. Although her childishness has not faded from her face, she is naturally charming, even if she is angry.
The drums are all charming and moving.
The two girls now looked like angry victims.
There were more than ten girls around, and they were also divided into two groups. One group supported the innocent girls, and the other supported the charming girls. The two sides were in a subtle confrontation.
Manager Liu stood between the two quarreling girls, the referee in the middle, followed by two servants.
"You're talking nonsense. This is obviously the silk cloth I received. You stole my silk cloth."
The pure maid pointed at the charming girl and accused her angrily. Her shoulders were shaking slightly, her eyes were red, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, but she was stubborn and forced to hold back, unwilling to shed tears in front of everyone.
"You're talking nonsense. This is obviously the silk cloth I received. You stole my silk cloth and raked it upside down."
The charming girl's cheeks were bulging with anger, like a hamster with a mouth full of food. She pointed her little finger at the innocent maid, trembling with anger, and big tears fell down her charming little face, pouting with anger.
The small mouth seems to be able to hold a small silver bottle.
"I believe Mo'er, it must have been Feng'er who stole it. Just admit it honestly. You also did something wrong because you couldn't think of it. We will plead with the supervisor on your behalf. We know your details, your father is a
A broken mason, his family suffered a disaster and could no longer survive. He took his family and fled to the capital. When he arrived in the capital, your father could not find a job and your mother fell ill again, so your father sold you to our house. You stole
Silk cloth, it must be for the sake of the family. Just admit it honestly. We all entered the house together and will intercede for you. For the sake of your filial piety, the management will treat you lightly.
"
"That's right, Feng'er, we all came into the house in one batch, there's no need to hurt the sisterhood for a piece of silk. Have you forgotten how Sister Mo'er took care of you? You were sweeping the yard and missed dinner, right? Who brought you food? You broke the glass lampshade, and who begged Mo Mo for you..."
"If your family is short of money, you can't steal anything..."
Several maids behind the innocent maid couldn't help but stand up for the innocent maid and point fingers at the charming girl.
"You guys are talking nonsense. I wasn't the one who broke the glass lampshade last time..." The charming girl's cheeks bulged even more. She wanted to go up and scratch the face of the maid who said she broke the glass lampshade.
"Sister Feng'er brought more food to Sister Mo'er."
"Sweeping the yard should have been Sister Mo'er's job..."
"Last time I lost my hairpin and Sister Feng'er returned it to me even if I didn't pick it up. Sister Feng'er is not a thief."
The maid next to the charming maid was not to be outdone, and stood up for her to fight back against the group of innocent maids.
As for Manager Liu in the middle, he felt like countless ducks were quacking around him at the moment, and his brain was exploding.