Six hundred and twentieth IX today is not what it used to be
Changing court clothes three times a year is simply unbelievable to others.
This is not to say that Zhang Shou has crossed three major grades in one year, and is going from six minor grades. Because the court uniforms are no better than the public uniforms and ordinary uniforms. There are no things like cranes and golden pheasants, and they are all more solemn red solid colors.
, tops and bottoms, knee coverings, etc. are all available. Even if the level is upgraded, the clothes, shoes and socks are almost the same, with only a few changes on the leather belt and ribbon.
At most, it is a crown and a beam, nothing more. In this case, a set of court uniforms can be worn by officials for many years. After all, the annual clothing materials fee for officials was quite generous at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, but after a hundred years, prices have risen.
With the price of silver and copper rising, the little money given out now is no longer enough to buy clothes and change clothes.
What's more, Zhang Shou entered the seventh rank as an official, and then he was promoted to the sixth rank. The seventh rank and the sixth rank originally had exactly the same crown uniform, even the leather crown and ribbon, and it was not until the fifth rank that a beam was added.
So I made three new sets of court uniforms in one year. It's simple. He has grown a lot in the past year.
In the past year or so, due to the good economy, the scope of daily activities has increased significantly, and I even went to Cangzhou. Therefore, the busier and more busy I have, the better my appetite is, and the diet structure is more complete than in the village. Goat milk
With the continuous supply of milk, Zhang Shou's height has indeed grown very fast. Compared with when he came to Beijing, although his height was not measured in the village, he has grown two or three inches taller at least!
Therefore, according to the rigid standards of today's court clothes, the hem of the Chiluo Shang is one inch above the ground, and the Chiluo top is seven inches longer than the waist. Let alone the court clothes, even the official clothes that he has not had time to wear a few times are also casual.
As his body size changed, he redid the measuring tape again and again, so much so that he even suggested that when doing it, it would be better to relax the size to avoid waste, but Zhu Ying stopped him.
Miss Zhu’s reason is sound: “You can’t afford to wear them, so why should you save money? There are many people in this world who only care about clothes but not people. Instead of wearing clothes that don’t fit and let those little people point their fingers, it’s better to have your clothes tailor-made!
The most famous garment factory in the capital, Qiansi Pavilion, is my family's property. Just let them make it for you. Good materials will rot if they are piled up!"
"Moreover, the materials of these clothes are not washed at all. Once washed, they will become rotten and faded. I don't want you to have to mend and mend for three years, three years, and three years. Now it is not as embarrassing as Emperor Taizu was when he started his army.
when!"
At this time, Zhang Shou looked at the entire outfit in front of him, and saw that the crown had changed from the two-beam crown of the seventh grade to the three-beam crown of the fifth grade now. The silver leather belt had patterns engraved in silver.
The original yellow, green, and red brocade ribbons were changed to yellow, green, red, and purple carved brocade ribbons, and the silver ribbon rings were also changed to silver-gilded ones. What remained unchanged was the entire set of clothes.
And this whole outfit was put on a spacious clothes hanger that was about the same height as him. There were no wrinkles visible in the whole outfit. Considering the ironing technology of today, it definitely took a lot of effort.
Zhang Shou couldn't help but smile as he thought about it. He lifted up the sleeves of the robe and took a casual look. He suddenly found that the stitching was different from the ones sent by the Duke of Zhao in the past. He immediately asked: "Mother
,Who sent the things?"
"It's someone from the palace, a very kind and dignified female official." Mrs. Wu saw that Zhang Shou was obviously surprised, so she hurriedly said, "I asked carefully, and it was said that this time Jiuzhangtang has given awards from top to bottom.
I have obtained the official uniform, so you have a teacher as well. I’m not worried, after all, didn’t the Supervisor of Ceremonies plot against you before? I even went to Duke Zhao’s Mansion to consult with Mrs. Tai in person.”
"In the end, Mrs. Tai said that this was indeed an extra generous gift from the emperor. She wanted to treat the teachers and students of Jiuzhangtang equally, so she even prepared one for you. Originally, Yingying had already asked Qiansi Fang to do it.
But the palace's clothing bureau is responsible for the procurement, so the government has no choice but to forget about it. I heard that the clothing bureau's clothing workshop in the palace, all the weaver girls and embroiderers in it are from Jiangnan, and they are said to be of first-class quality."
"But I'm still a little worried. After all, it's just a small matter like bad stitching. If there's any problem with the shape, it's hard to explain. Thanks to Mrs. Tai, who saw through my mind and sent me specially.
Mother Li came back with me and checked everything from head to toe."
Zhang Shou did not feel that Wu's overly cautious and guarded attitude was too much. In feudal society, being punished for speaking was just a trivial matter. There were all kinds of rules for wearing clothes, building houses, and eating.
Be careful and you may be accused of overstepping your bounds or even plotting something wrong. Even if you are 10,000 times more cautious, it is not too much.
Even if these clothes come from the palace...
Therefore, he naturally thanked Mrs. Wu again and again for her meticulousness, and then when he accompanied his overjoyed adoptive mother back to the room, he briefly mentioned the disputes at today's sutra banquet - it goes without saying that they were too complicated.
, however he recommended Liu Zhiyuan and refuted the use of an illiterate person as a close servant of the prince, he still had to talk to Wu first so as not to worry her about him after learning from other channels.
Mrs. Wu really didn't understand or care about the major events outside, but when it came to Zhang Shou, she still listened attentively. Zhang Shou's words were simple and easy to understand, so she naturally understood them.
When she heard that Zhang Shou recommended Zhu Tingfang's teacher, Liu Zhiyuan, who was now committed to public education, she naturally agreed. But when she heard that Zhu Ying was the first to stand up against the Confucian scholar who was essentially the first assistant, she
She seemed particularly worried, and when she heard Zhang Shou say that he also came to help, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, you came out to help Yingying. Otherwise, if she was too angry for a moment and was forced to stand down by those bosses, she wouldn't know how to be angry. No matter how much the emperor favored her, he might not have helped her in that situation! However,
What she said is indeed correct. When your father was still alive, he taught reading to schoolboys, let alone a high-ranking prince. How can he use the words of an illiterate person?"
Zhang Shou didn't expect that Wu actually gave a ready-made example, and couldn't help laughing.
He and Zhu Ying only used these words to insult the group of Confucian scholars. The most important thing was to open their eyes for the third prince.
As for whether we can tolerate the illiterate people around us in the palace, it all depends on the emperor's choice. Look at the eunuchs in the Qing Dynasty in history. Most of them did use non-intervention in politics and illiteracy as the screening criteria. Even the eunuchs in the palace
Many of the concubines had poor Chinese proficiency, and even Empress Dowager Cixi could not be said to be very literate.
It is said that from the Ming Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, the literacy rate did not advance but retreated, especially the illiteracy rate in the Qing Dynasty. It was simply unbearable to look at. However, there were still countless people who would not forget to praise their virtues in later generations. The number of the old and the young was probably more than
In every dynasty, one piece is more.
However, weren’t the Manchu emperors quite accustomed to the fact that the person next to them was illiterate?
Anyway, Zhang Shou has already worked hard with Zhu Ying to figure out what the situation will be like around the third prince in the future, and Zhang Shou is not too lazy to worry about it anymore.
In addition to Song Juren, Fang Qing, and Yang Zhan, in his current garden, there are also three talents who are called for astronomy, Zou Ming, and three other people who came to Beijing to take the exam. The camp is growing day by day, but after growing, there is one thing in common.
It becomes more and more prominent. That is, a group of people now like to go to Tiangongfang to join in the fun!
When Zhang Shou was discussing how to improve the grinder in his basement called Tiangongfang with the various talents he had taken in and Guan Qiu, the first snow had just fallen and the snow had not completely melted yet.
The people also arrived at Fucheng Gate in the west of the capital. The leader was inspecting the road and entering the city through the special passage for official missions. He couldn't help but sigh.
"Finally back to Beijing!"
"Brother Deng, we are all blind in this place in the capital. After we get here, we will have to rely on you, a local coward!"
Deng Xiaodai couldn't help crying or laughing when he heard the words "Little Brother Deng". He is only sixteen years old this year. The younger ones in the group behind him are more than 20 years old and the older ones are in their 30s and 40s. Along the way, Little Brother Deng could be called "Little Brother Deng" smoothly, and they actually arrived in the capital.
He was also yelling like this. He could only correct himself helplessly and said: "I am just a native of a village on the outskirts of Beijing. How can I be a local snake in the capital?"
"That's better than us rough guys from Xuanfu!"
There was another round of good-natured laughter from several people, and the soldier who just called Brother Deng said sincerely: "Brother Deng, you are not only good at writing and calculation, but you are also the most proud person around Mr. Wang.
When we return to the capital, who can we rely on if we don't rely on you? I heard that Wang Zongxian will take up the title of Minister this time and officially assume the post of Governor of Xuanda. He will no longer be just a temporary deputy, but will become Marshal Wang in the future. How about your future?"
Deng Xiaodai scratched his head in annoyance, and finally gave up reasoning with these soldiers - although he was not a scholar, this was a typical scholar encountering soldiers, and he couldn't explain his reasoning clearly! When he was more familiar with the capital, he turned his horse.
Leading the way, he soon arrived outside the General Administration Department on Qipan Street. After he took out his official documents and checked his identity, the sealing memorial in his hand was immediately sent in.
Just kidding, Wang Datou, the governor of Xuanda, used to be the governor of Shuntian. What kind of virtue is that? Some people in the capital may not know it, but everyone in the major government offices knows it. Who dares to delay his memorial?
After completing the task, Deng Xiaodai breathed a sigh of relief. He was deciding whether to go to see his uncle first or to see his young master first, when he heard several junior officials from the General Affairs Department coming out talking loudly.
"Really, Miss Zhu was the first one to stand up at the sutra banquet today. It was like every husband must have a wife. Just like Dr. Zhang ran against the Confucian scholar on the first day of the sutra banquet, he regarded the Confucian scholar as someone who was not
The first assistant, the first assistant, was disgraced! Immediately afterwards, Dr. Zhang himself also stood up. It was really a husband and wife working together, and they were as powerful as gold..."
"It's as if you saw it with your own eyes! It's not so one-sided, right? I heard that there are dozens of people who seconded the Confucius Scholarship, including court officials and famous scholars who came to participate in the Sutra Banquet this time!"
"What's the use of having more people? Too many people don't have enough momentum. Besides, the reasons given by Miss Zhu and Dr. Zhang are absolutely perfect. You scholars know that red sleeves add fragrance, but you want His Highness the Crown Prince to use an illiterate person? Oh, from now on it won't be Zhang.
I have a doctorate. I heard that Jiuzhangtang is going to be separated from the Imperial College, so I should call him Bachelor Zhang!"
Deng Xiaodai was greatly shocked when he heard this. He didn't have time to think too much, so he rushed over and made a bow. Then he asked politely why Dr. Zhang became Bachelor Zhang. Because of his authentic Beijing accent, he also said that it was
He had just returned from a business trip to deliver official documents. The few clerks looked him over and started to explain a lot.
As a result, the few soldiers who came back with Deng Xiaodai were all amazed, and one of them was so quick-tongued that he couldn't help shouting: "Brother Deng, they are talking about the bachelor Zhang who has become a lecturer in the East Palace. Isn't that the same?"
Your teacher?"
This sentence was like an earth-shattering shock. Deng Xiaodai saw that the expressions of the few officials who had just been showing off to him about the Wenhua Palace Sutra Banquet suddenly changed. There were also many other people coming in and out of the place.
He turned his head and looked over. He knew something was wrong, so he immediately rubbed oil on his soles and tried to escape, but he didn't expect that a dozen people would surround him and block his way.
Seeing this scene, the soldier who had just quickly revealed Deng Xiaodai's identity suddenly regretted it. He quickly stepped in front of Deng Xiaodai and shouted inwardly: "What do you want to do? Brother Deng is our Wang Zongxian."
A confidant’s confidant!”
"It turns out to be someone close to Wang Zongxian, the governor of Xuanda!"
"Then that's true. Didn't Bachelor Zhang send many students from Jiuzhang Hall to Wang Zongxian for training?"
"But haven't all the students from Jiuzhang Hall come back? Why is there such an extra one? Isn't it a fake one?"
Deng Xiaodai only saw a lot of people watching and talking, and he breathed a sigh of relief as he didn't notice much malice. He was about to get rid of the soldier in front of him who opened his arms to try to protect him after he found out that he was in trouble.
Unexpectedly, someone suddenly said loudly: "Brother Deng is a student of Bachelor Zhang. That's what my Wang Zongxian said. How can he pretend to be!"
"It's Wang Datou... No, what Wang Zongxian said? It's really possible that he's not pretending... Oops, I remembered it. I heard that Bachelor Zhang also admitted two students during those years when he lived in the countryside, and one of them was...
The one in the first period of Jiuzhangtang, yes, is Third Young Master Lu’s Zuo Er. I heard that Third Young Master Lu also calls people Senior Brother, and the other one might be this little brother?”
When Deng Xiaodai heard someone talking about Qi Liang, he quickly explained: "Xiao Qi studied with me from Mr. Yu, but he comes from a scholar's family, unlike me who is not interested in those things... I
I just learned a lot from the little teacher..."
Before Deng Xiaodai could finish his words, someone rushed out from the side, nimbly dodged the protector in front of him, and then grabbed his hand: "It turns out that you are Mr. Deng, disrespectful!
My son is fifteen years old this year. He has excellent arithmetic qualifications. He can remember all kinds of numbers by heart. He can also recite Master Ge’s previous books by heart..."
Deng Xiaodai was still in a daze when he praised his son in a barrage of praises. Although he was given such a nickname by Zhang Shou because he was a bit silly and pedantic, he had been a minor official for many years.
, and then he practiced with Wang Jie, the governor of Xuanda, for so long. He was no longer the country boy he used to be, and he immediately understood the reason for his enthusiasm.
Therefore, seeing that many people around him were pricking up their ears to listen to his reply, he smiled shyly and said: "Sir, my Wang Zongxian is very thirsty for talents. He needs people who are proficient in arithmetic the most. I will send your son to me."
How about recommending it to him? Just wait a minute, I will write down your son's name on the clip! You know, since my Wang Zongxian took office, he has been exchanging documents like a stream of people, and he is most in need of people!"