Yijia returned to the capital smoothly, but instead of going back to the palace, he went to Song Lian's mansion in Beijing. Although Song Lian resigned and returned to his hometown to rest, his position was not removed, and he even had a Wenhua Palace.
He holds the position of a bachelor and the prince's junior master, so logically speaking, he should immediately enter the palace to face the emperor after returning to the capital.
However, the officials of the Ministry of Rites had just conveyed an edict, allowing Song Lian to return home to rest first, and then go to court to be a saint tomorrow. It can be seen that Lao Zhu was also very satisfied that Song Lian came from Jiangnan and met so many people without saying anything inappropriate.
It can be seen that Lao Zhu would not have wanted to kill Song Lian to scare the monkeys if he had not had to. Song Lian's reputation was not comparable to that of Wei Guan, Gao Qi and others. If Song Lian were really killed, I am afraid that all the scholars in the north would be in trouble, and it would be even more difficult to deal with it.
After all, Zhu Biao was still here, and if the news spread that his father had killed his son's master, it would make people laugh. Even if Zhu Biao didn't care about his own reputation, he would still have to consider how his son would fare in it.
Therefore, Song Lian will definitely have to be promoted to an official position when he enters the capital this time, and his son Song Zan's eldest grandson Song Shen should also be promoted and appointed. However, I am afraid that the old master will never have the opportunity to return to his hometown during his lifetime. He will always stay in the capital as a role model for the world's literati.
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Both the master and the apprentice knew this very well. Zhu Biao thought about it and then saw the young men getting off Song Lian's car and said, "Master has come all the way, why didn't you ask your second brother to accompany you?"
Song Lian laughed and said: "He studied the Seals of the Tomb of Master Caotang from the Liang Dynasty and the Three Sections of Stone Carvings of the Emperor Elephant from the Wu Dynasty. He was so crazy that he forgot to eat and sleep. If he had come with me, I wouldn't know who was taking care of whom along the way."
Zhu Biao burst into laughter. The second brother he mentioned was Song Lian's second son Song Zhen. He had not yet joined the official service and stayed in his hometown to study calligraphy. He was extremely talented in calligraphy and had become famous in recent years.
Song Lian was obviously quite satisfied with his son, and he praised Zhu Biao's progress in calligraphy: "In the past, when my son was practicing calligraphy, I even joked that writing my name is enough to be passed down from generation to generation, but now it seems that people don't need to
Writing the name of an veteran can also make his name famous in calligraphy."
"Master should have brought the second brother's calligraphy with him, but I want to give a few to my disciple so that he can observe and study."
After chatting and laughing, Song Lian asked: "Boss and Shen'er are doing well in Beijing. They haven't caused any trouble to His Highness, right?"
Zhu Biao pondered for a moment and said: "Brother is honest and steady in dealing with people. It's just that Shen'er has been dating Hu lately..."
Before Zhu Biao could finish speaking, Song Lian sighed: "Honesty is another name for uselessness, but it doesn't matter. It just doesn't hinder others from living a peaceful life. Song Shen is the eldest grandson of an old minister. He lacks both talent, virtue and intelligence, but he is pretentious.
Judging from this, sooner or later it will bring disaster to the Chen family."
Zhu Biao hurriedly comforted him. He had to say that the old master had a clear understanding of the world. Normally, Song Zan and Song Shen were both officials in the capital. Zhu Biao should be promoted and appointed due to both sentiment and reason. However, the old master begged Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao more than once in front of everyone.
Promote his children and grandchildren.
Song Zan and Song Shen are still in the ceremonial preface class, and they are in the eighth rank. They are responsible for etiquette such as court gatherings and banquets, banquets and various activities, such as serving the class, organizing the class, correcting the class, and passing on praises.
It is said that the Qingshui Yamen is a bit overestimated. Anyone with some connections will not work here. Once they are employed, they will try their best to transfer them through connections. Only this father and son have been working there for several years and have not been transferred.
Zhu Biao said: "After all, the etiquette class is too small. Shen'er is young and naturally wants to repay his debts. The disciples can just transfer him to the General Affairs Department. My brother should also be transferred to the Imperial College. After all, it is
Your eldest son and grandson, your father has already had this intention."
With Chen Youzong in the General Affairs Department, Zhu Biao felt relieved, otherwise he would have been really worried that Song Shen would be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives. In this era, the eldest grandson could speak on behalf of the family, and Song Lian would not be able to escape the blame if something happened.
Soon the car arrived at the Song Mansion. Song Zan led his wife and children to kneel at the door to welcome him. The old master also adjusted his posture and spoke to his children and grandchildren with a loving look on his face. However, Zhu Biao felt that the father and son might have to go to each house for torture at night.
The Song Mansion was just a small house with two entrances. There were so many people here that they could only set up tables and chairs in the courtyard to entertain them. Zhu Biao went into the inner room and took a sip of tea before leaving. If he didn't leave, the others would inevitably feel restrained.
After the prince Yijia left, the Song Mansion immediately became lively. There was an endless stream of guests coming and going, and the hall was packed. As a last resort, a banquet was held at the door of the mansion to entertain...
After returning to the palace, Zhu Biao went straight to Kunning Palace and had a few words with his mother. Soon the chefs from the catering bureau headed towards the Song Mansion carrying the ingredients.
Zhu Biao left the harem and returned to his East Palace. When he was passing by, he heard Lao Zhu's scolding coming from the Jinshen Palace. He probably wanted to deal with a group of people.
In fact, Zhu Biao should have gone to plead for the Jiangnan scholars and the officials in the Ministry of Punishment prison at this time, but he was really tired of showing off and simply stopped disgusting himself. In the end, he needed to show favors and concessions.
There is a time when he has to step forward.
If circumstances hadn't allowed it, Zhu Biao really hoped that he would be the one to kill decisively, rather than just being a virtuous prince who was popular among the public. Unfortunately, he didn't have the merit and power of his father, and politics always requires people to compromise.
The Qinggong Zhudi surrounds the sky, and the five-color auspicious clouds cover the imperial city. The East Palace is called the Qinggong. The east belongs to wood, and its color is green. The east is the place where the sun rises, and it also indicates infinite hope and beauty...
Spring has passed halfway, and the flowers and plants are luxuriant. Zhu Biao was wandering around in the garden behind the Wenhua Palace. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or an accident, but he saw Li Yan admiring the flowers. Normally, he might go and tease her, but today he felt a little tired of the noise.
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When you are in a good mood, having a lark as your companion is naturally a good thing. When you are in a bad mood, you still want to be quieter, so you turn around and walk around. The garden is not big, but compared with the imperial garden in the harem, the East Palace is naturally not shabby.
place.
Just after Zhu Biao turned around and left, the maid waiting beside Li Yan said cautiously: "Liang Di, the prince went that way. He probably didn't see Liang Di. We have to catch up."
Li Yan's beautiful brows furrowed slightly and she bit her red lips. Her eyes contained passionate love and worry, and she looked in the direction Zhu Biao was leaving in a slightly trance.
After a while, he stood up and said: "No, His Highness must be worried. Let's go to the East Kitchen. I want to personally cook some new dishes for His Highness. You go and ask Aunt Li to help me."
"promise."
Zhu Biao naturally didn't know that his mood was noticed by Li Yan, so he just wandered aimlessly. Fu Duo and others behind him did not dare to speak. He actually missed Liu Jin a little.
As I was walking, I suddenly heard the faint sound of a flute. Its sound was whining, like resentment, admiration, and weeping. The lingering sound was lingering, like a wisp. The closer I got, the clearer it became.
It quite matched Zhu Biao's mood at this time, so he walked over, and as expected, it was Chen Yunqing. The beauty in the pavilion was playing the jade flute under the shade of the willow trees by the pool, and her skirt was floating with faint fragrance and sparse shadows.
Palace people often made mistakes by the pool, so the eunuchs who were on duty were also listening to the sound of the flute and were in a daze. When the prince approached, he realized what he was doing and hurriedly knelt down. Zhu Biao waved his hand to signal him to keep quiet.
"How long has Chen Liangyuan been here?"
"Go back to me, Liangyuan has been playing here for almost half an hour. In the past half an hour, Liangyuan has been here every day to feed the fish and play."
Fodor glared and scolded in a low voice: "What do you answer when I ask a question? Who allowed you to talk too much!"
"This slave deserves to die!"
Zhu Biao waved them back and stepped forward. Chen Yunqing was reminded by the palace maid next to her to stop and salute. Zhu Biao sat directly on the cushioned stone bench in the pavilion and said with a smile: "Go on, let's go."
I will also listen to this."
Chen Yunqing is a real lady from a famous family. She knows everything about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, etiquette, music, and poetry. Chang Luohua, Li Yan, and others are not so good. They were not too wealthy when they were young, and they cannot compare with the Chen family's century-old reputation.
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Zhu Biao's talent in music is mediocre, that is, he can play the piano music, but he is too distracted and overthinking to be able to devote himself to it. That is, his playing has no emotion, but he can listen and appreciate it. After all, he can perform in front of him naturally.
We are all people in this world, and you will naturally understand it if you listen to it more.
