Chapter 400: In front of my family, is there any dynasty of the same age in the world?
Something big is going to happen in Qufu!
The commander of the capital department in Peking, Zhang Zhiyuan, the commander of the imperial guard department of the Prince of Yan, went crazy!
Under the watchful eyes of Shandong Dao Sansi Yamen officials, more than 10,000 frontier cavalrymen rolled up clouds of dust and smoke toward Qufu City in the southwest.
The entire Shandong Province officials finally panicked.
"What is he going to do!"
"What on earth is he going to do!"
The Shandong Daodu commander, who had been ill at home for a long time, turned red and tense, gritted his teeth, and kept beating his chest and feet. He showed no signs of illness and roared filial piety to the cavalry army that had gone away and gradually disappeared from sight.
The commander of the Shandong Province, Bao Xiao, roared angrily for a long time, then spit out the dust he had eaten, and turned to look at other Shandong Province officials: "Zhang Zhiyuan doesn't know if there are any rebels in Qufu! He is waving his hands now
The army marched south to Qufu, did he want to rebel?"
"Is he going to rebel?" An official from the Chief Envoy Si Yamen snorted coldly: "Didn't Du Si hear that? What he said was that there were rebels in Qufu, and he wanted to lead troops to protect Qufu.
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After this person finished speaking, he didn't even believe it at all, with a trace of ridicule on his face.
After these more than 10,000 frontier troops went south, they were constantly being watched from up and down the Shandong Road. What news could Zhang Zhiyuan get?
Suddenly today, something happened. A traitor appeared in Qufu with the intention of attacking the saint's family.
It is obvious that Zhang Zhiyuan is looking for an excuse to leave here with his troops and horses and go to Qufu to pressure him.
"What should we do now? Are we just going to let Zhang Zhiyuan act like this in Shandong Road? Is he really going to cause chaos in Shandong Road?"
The commander of Shandong Daodu was still filled with anger, but he was helpless towards Zhang Zhiyuan, who had the imperial mandate.
He was quite dissatisfied: "Zhang Zhiyuan holds the decree, but even I, the governor of Shandong Province, don't look down on him. Control the troops and horses of Shandong Province! Who can control him?"
"Let's write a letter to Qufu and explain today's situation. The rest can only be solved by Qufu. Zhang Zhiyuan has thousands of troops. He really dares to risk the disapproval of the world and make a mess.
Something is coming?"
The chief envoy of Shandong Province spoke coldly, with a gloomy look on his face and a particularly bad mood.
The inspector on the side said: "Should we also write down a memorial and submit it to Yingtian, so that the court can know that Zhang Zhiyuan led his troops south to Shandong and failed to suppress the rebellion for a long time. As a result, rebellions are everywhere in Shandong Province and are likely to multiply?" "This statement is feasible. Let's call all the people in the government offices to submit a letter to heaven."
The Chief Envoy of Shandong Province felt a little bored, and without saying a word, he clasped his hands in his arms, turned around and led the Chief Envoy Si Yamen's people back to the city.
The remaining people also no longer want to stay in this place that has been deserted for a long time. There is nothing but the dust that is filled with dust that is unwilling to fall.
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"Henan Road Dading!"
"Henan Road Dading!"
"A great victory for the imperial court!"
"A great victory for the imperial court!"
Another early morning, starting from Baihu Street, a young Xinxue Guanzheng Jinshi, who had replaced the former governor of Si Yamen, rushed to the imperial city shouting loudly about the news about the army and horses he had just received. This is a good military intelligence report. No imperial officers and soldiers guarding the imperial city dare to step forward to stop it.
The young new governor ran quickly, passed through many palace gates, and headed towards Wenyuan Pavilion.
This is not a routine procedure, but since Henan Road did not use troops and horses to report victory, but chose to have the local government submit a memorial to report victory, it is natural to ignore the matter of going directly to the Holy Palace and go to Wenyuan Pavilion instead.<
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At this time, in Wenyuan Pavilion, Xie Jin was doing his daily work step by step.
Bai Yuxiu, who had already been appointed as an official in the Literary Selection Department of the Ministry of Personnel, moved a stool unreasonably and sat in front of her husband.
"The students in Henan Province have made arrangements for the petition to fill the official vacancies. Among the ten people, six are my disciples of Xinxue. They have all taken public examination papers in the book and newspaper bureau. The students, together with Sun Qingshu and Hu Wenhai
After being reviewed by others, they all listed names and arranged for official vacancies based on their respective strengths and intentions."
Bai Yuxiu whispered about the things she had been doing in the Literature and Selection Department of the Ministry of Civil Affairs these days. During this period, she looked at her husband from time to time, paying attention to the changes in his face.
He continued softly: "As for the remaining 40% of elected officials, they have not taken public examination papers. Students and others think that it is better not to make any noise at this time. For official vacancies, they have also gone through the Literary and Selection Department.
, there are also important positions in official positions.
According to His Highness's wishes, Henan Road, as the hinterland of the Central Plains, is known as a thoroughfare and connects the north and the south, so it should be settled earlier. Once His Highness puts down the rebellion in Henan Road, the imperial court will carry out reforms in Henan Road with great fanfare.
When my disciples of Xinxue are around, things can be done more smoothly."
After finishing speaking, Bai Yuxiu coughed slightly, and a pill that nourished and soothed the throat under her tongue exuded a refreshing fragrance.
However, Xie Jin tapped the table and looked blankly at the rising star of Xinxue, who had high hopes for His Highness: "Don't talk about them and us in the future. We are all serving as officials in the court. Which one is them and which one is us? They are both.
Those who run errands for the emperor and do things for the people."
When Xie Jin said this, he put his hands together into fists and raised them towards the palace.
Bai Yuxiu straightened her chest and lowered her head: "It's student Meng Lang."
Xie Jin snorted: "After the settlement of Henan Province is completed, the people in the imperial court who are watching the government will have to get rid of Liuqi. Those who have failed to pass the examination for a long time should also have a good look at it. The imperial court is now the first to employ people.
Now, what if it’s just a matter of recruiting people? If you can’t be an elected county magistrate, how can you still be unable to do the errands of county magistrate, county bookkeeper, and magistrate?”
The expression on Bai Yuxiu's face flashed slightly, with some hesitation.
"I'm afraid..."
"Afraid of what?" Xie Jin snorted coldly: "Are they unwilling to condescend to others? They have a certain respect for others! If they are not even willing to do this, then they have not really understood the unity of knowledge and action.
The principle is useless, it is better to remove the impurities and retain the essence. The days ahead are still long, and it is enough for Ming Dynasty to move in a better and better direction."
Bai Yuxiu thought for a while, and it was probably as the teacher said.
He nodded and said, "Perhaps, Master Zhang should be involved?"
Jie Jin was stunned for a moment, frowned and looked at the student in front of him, his brows gradually widened: "Just do it, how can you know anything if you don't try it."
Bai Yuxiu let out a sigh of relief.
Although when I am with my husband, I will always feel as insignificant as an ant, but my husband will always take the trouble to remind me that words and deeds can only go so far.
I originally tried to make a clear distinction between psychology and Neo-Confucianism, but I forgot that the Ming Dynasty court can only be His Majesty's court, without any influence.
So I mentioned Master Zhang who was promoted from a craftsman status to an official status. I wanted to use him as a reference, so that those people who have never passed the two rankings of Jinshi can also put aside their prejudices and be less so-called.
The idea of condescending and condescending, start from a county magistrate, a county bookkeeper, and a magistrate.
Sir, just a word, if you think of it, try it.
White cat or black cat, if it can catch mice, it is a good cat.
In Bai Yuxiu's mind, she recalled what His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun said in the newspaper office.
Thinking of the emperor's grandson, Bai Yuxiu also thought of Henan Road, which she had not received news from for a long time.
He said: "Sir, the rebellion in Henan Road should be put down, right?"
Xie Jin smiled slightly: "The rebellion in Henan Province will be put down."
Bai Yuxiu nodded and stopped talking.
At this time, a burst of shouting came from outside the hall.
"Great victory on Henan Road!"
"The rebellion in Henan Province was put down!"
The sound grew louder and louder from far to near, and the whole process was filled with joy.
Bai Yuxiu discerned keenly that this was the young junior who had replaced him as the governor of the General Affairs Office and Yamen.
By the time Bai Yuxiu stood up, the young new governor was already sweating profusely and running in panting.
"He... Henan..."
The young governor suddenly paused, swallowed, bowed his hands and said: "The student has met the teacher, and has met the senior."
Jie Jin nodded and said nothing, but the palms on his legs under the table were clenched tightly into fists, but they were not revealed in front of the students.
Bai Yuxiu glanced at the young junior, walked aside with a smile, poured a cup of herbal tea, and brought it to the junior: "Drink some water first, moisten your throat before talking."
The young governor nodded crisply, drank the herbal tea in one gulp, waved his sleeves and wiped his mouth, then said: "Sir, senior, the rebellion in Henan Province has been put down! A great victory in Henan Province! The Emperor Taisun led the army and personally charged into battle dozens of times.
, we won the name of 100,000 enemies under Kaifeng City and conquered Henan with all our strength!"
One hundred thousand enemies?
In front of her husband and junior students, Bai Yuxiu always looked more calm and relaxed than in the literary anthology company's office, with her head tilted and a weird smile on her face.
There are probably not that many rebels in the entire Henan Province. This reputation of one hundred thousand enemies has probably been exaggerated a lot.
However, Bai Yuxiu is happy to see the success.
He looked sideways at the gentleman over there.
After hearing the good news of Henan Province's victory, Xie Jin was excited, but he already frowned: "Why is it that the general affairs envoy came to report the victory, instead of the Henan Province army and horses?"
The young governor immediately replied: "It was the Yamen of the Third Division of Henan Province who submitted the memorial. No troops have ever returned to Beijing to report their victory."
Xie Jin let go of his hand hidden on the table, looked quietly deeply, and said quietly: "What is your highness going to do?"
Bai Yuxiu looked at her husband, glanced sideways at her juniors, and whispered: "Is it because the rebellion in Shandong Road has not been put down yet?"
Xie Jin sighed softly, looked at the two students standing in front of him, and said quietly: "Shandong Road... that is where the family of my ancestors is."
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"The Three Kingdoms of Qin and Han, Wei, Jin, North and South, Sui, Tang and Five Dynasties, Song, Yuan and Ming."
"Counting the past, the world has changed its name several times. How many princes have passed away and turned into ashes?"
"There has never been a thousand-year dynasty in this world, but there is a thousand-year-old family!"
Outside the city of Qufu, there is a huge house located in the wilderness. Even the layman can tell the more ancient atmosphere.
On the high ground in front of the mansion, a few men in rich clothes and jade belts, served by servants in silk and satin, looked at the yellow fields in the distance.
The breeze blows, and the fragrance of rice flowers is refreshing.
The man in the lead is a handsome man with a beautiful face. He is not very old, only in his twenties, but he is elegant and calm.
After a few words, there was a sense of pride between his eyebrows, independent of the grace of this world.
"There has never been a thousand-year dynasty in the world."
"But! My family is a thousand-year-old family!"
Several peers around him burst out laughing, feeling particularly relaxed and cheerful.
The laughter echoed in the wilderness and never ended for a long time.
After the laughter finally subsided.
Someone turned sideways and looked at the leader: "Brother, there is a letter from the Third Division. Zhang Zhiyuan, the commander of the Peking Dusi, commanding more than ten thousand cavalry from the Nine Sides, probably arrived here in the past two days. This person is also the commander of the Guards Division of the Prince of Yan's Palace.
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Kong Gongjian looked sideways at his younger brother and said with a chuckle: "My father hasn't come to Beijing for an audience this year."
"My father is planning to come to Beijing during the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Kong Gongjian looked back at the Confucius Mansion. The pine tree was higher than the courtyard wall and had been standing here for thousands of years.
With a smile on his face, he said: "Tell me to my father and ask him to come to Beijing to see His Majesty in the next few days."
As the eldest son of contemporary Yan Shenggong, Kong Gongjian has been smart since he was young, and everyone in the family has high hopes for him.
And Kong Gongjian did not disappoint everyone in the Kong family. Although he had only been in the crown for a few years, he took care of everything in the Kong family neatly.
Even the current Yanshenggong Kongne often listens to the opinions of his legitimate son.
At this moment, Kong Gongjian wanted his father, Kong Ne, to go to Beijing to see His Majesty. Although his brother didn't know the meaning of this move, he still nodded honestly: "I heard that literature in the country has not been prosperous recently, so my father should also come to Beijing to give lectures, preach and gain knowledge, and answer the questions of the Holy Emperor.
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These words were so straightforward that Kong Gongjian could not help but frown, but he did not say anything.
The people around them showed no reaction or movement at all.
It seems that in the Confucius Mansion, this is as normal as people having to eat and drink every day.
Someone else said from the side: "It's just that at the moment, when the border troops are coming, they will inevitably have the intention of clashing with the ancestors. Do you want to write a letter to warn and dissuade them? Or ask Qufu City to come forward and let them divert."
Kong Gongjian asked softly: "Did the Sansi Yamen tell me why General Zhang led his army to my house?"
His brother immediately rushed to speak: "They said that Zhang Zhiyuan claimed that there were rebels gathering with the intention of ransacking my house and doing evil to my family. Zhang Zhiyuan did not go to put down the rebellion, but he kept saying that he wanted to protect the safety of the Kong family.
It frightens my family. But what he wants to do can make my family feel at ease?"
Kong Gongjian still had a smile on his face: "The imperial court has its own laws. Is what General Zhang said, thought, and worried wrong? Ask your family to prepare food and wine, and prepare a supply of food and grass for the arrival of the army. Don't call
The imperial army and horses are still hungry on their own territory."
Kong Gongjian, who was confirmed to be the next Yanshenggong and the successor of the Kong family, said it was easy. He even asked the Kong family to be prepared heart and soul to entertain Zhang Zhiyuan, who had obvious intentions of being evil and those traitors who had never shown up. This made everyone around him feel angry.
When did the Kong family suffer such humiliation?
But Kong Gongjian’s words are like a golden rule in the land of Qufu.
He said that he wanted to entertain Zhang Zhiyuan, who was leading his army south, and the Kong family would naturally devote all their energy to preparing for these things.
When Kong Gongjian finished admiring the crops that were about to be harvested in the fields outside the mansion today, and decided what to do next in Kong's mansion, today's experience was considered a matter of course, and it was time to go back to the mansion to have a meal, then take a lunch break and study.
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Just don’t wait for Kong Gongjian to open his mouth.
In the distance, a long cavalry team rumbled out in the middle of the crop field that was already up to the waist.
These cavalry were so unexpected that they appeared outside the Kongfu Mansion in Qufu.
The dark-colored cavalry is so conspicuous among the endless stretches of mature crop fields.
"This group of people came so quickly. Are they rushing here to beg for food?"
Kong Gongjian’s younger brother cursed in a low voice.
Kong Gongjian stopped and looked seriously at the huge cavalry team coming towards Kong Mansion in the distance.
With more than 10,000 troops and horses marching, even though the whole army remained silent, the movement generated could not be small.
Soon, a large number of servants emerged from the residence of the Holy Master, which had been continuously expanded and repaired for thousands of years.
The servants only held sticks in their hands, but they were all strong and powerful.
Kong Gongjian looked deeply at the army and horses that finally came from afar, and said in a low voice: "It seems that I will be busy at home for a while today, and I can't read anymore."
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"They say that there are so many books in Confucius' mansion that one person could never read them all in a lifetime, but is it true?"
Tang Keke, who was only half a height behind Zhang Zhiyuan in riding a horse, was a Confucian student himself. Naturally, he knew more about the rumors about the Confucian family, such as the most saintly teacher. He looked at the Confucian family that was already spread out in front of him.
, can’t help but speak curiously.
In fact, no one knows how many books there are in the Confucius Mansion. But everyone, including Tang Keke, knows that those books are really something that one person can never read in a lifetime.
When he said these words at this moment, it would be better to say that he was joking.
Zhang Zhiyuan did not answer this question. He is just a reckless man in the army. He cannot read the small print and does not understand any sage principles.
"Send the order and the army will stop five miles away from Confucius' mansion. We will divide our troops on all sides of Confucius' mansion, dig deep ravines, cut down trees and erect roadblocks and walls. We must not let the rebels have even an opportunity to take advantage of them."
The lieutenant loudly conveyed the general's will to the herald.
The loud shouts echoed in the wilderness outside the Confucius Mansion, the sound was like the roar of a tiger, long and thick.
In response to the military order, there was a cry of "Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"
Immediately, more than ten thousand cavalry marched in formation and began to separate into four battalions of soldiers and horses, front, rear, left and right, heading outside Confucius' mansion.
The main army of the headquarters went ten miles outside the gate of Confucius' mansion.
On the high ground outside the gate of the Kong Mansion was Kong Gongjian, who had always maintained a calm smile. Seeing this situation, he also put away the smile on his face and turned into endless silence.
He looked at this army, which had the largest number outside the Confucius Mansion in decades, and his eyes kept moving.
Soon, a tall and powerful general came into view.
That must be Zhang Zhiyuan, the commander of the Peking Dusi and the Yanshi Guards Commander Zhang Zhiyuan himself.
Kong Gongjian saw Zhang Zhiyuan.
Riding on horseback, looking calmly at Zhang Zhiyuan in front of the Confucius Mansion, he also noticed the young Confucius standing on the high ground, looking at him.
A contemptuous smile appeared on Zhang Zhiyuan's face.
"This general cannot understand the written language."