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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-seventh Master of Longtu Pavilion

Usually, the emperor left first. But today, Emperor Tianqi did not do this, just sitting on the dragon throne and drinking tea. Wei Zhongxian also saw something was wrong, but he didn't know how to persuade him. He stood next to the emperor with his hand and kept winking at Zhu Youcheng, reminding him not to anger the emperor later.

Zhu Youcheng naturally knew what was wrong. When the person was about to leave, he walked to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, you can return to the palace."

"Don't you want to say something? For example, confess your guilt to me?"

"A confession?" Zhu Youcheng pretended to be surprised and said, "I am so angry that I am sleeping at night and planning to build two houses with all my heart. Why are there any crimes?"

When Emperor Tianqi heard Zhu Youcheng perform his merits, he was embarrassed to pretend again and said bluntly: "I know you have a hard time. But if you compile a martial arts secret book and don't show it to me, wouldn't it make me feel embarrassed?"

"Oh, the emperor is angry with the minister for the sake of the "Yi Jin Jing". Your Majesty, you have killed the minister unjustly."

"When you have good things, don't give them to me first, is there any reason?"

"Your Majesty, this book of "Yi Jin Jing" was compiled by Weichen, but Weichen only asked a few people to try it. The effect was not bad, but there has not been a large-scale experiment. In fact, this time it was made public to the Jinshi, and they were also used as test pieces. After the effects were verified, I will naturally contribute to the emperor. You are the true dragon emperor and your body is extremely noble. How dare I give you a semi-finished product?"

Emperor Tianqi thought for a while and nodded, "You think very well, but I'm just angry, can you do it?"

Zhu Youcheng pouted and said, "Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say."

Emperor Tianqi smiled and said, "Don't the two colleges start school in one month? I will punish you for this month and enter the palace every day to teach me what the scriptures you compiled... are they called?"

Wei Zhongxian whispered: "The "Yi Jin Jing".

"Yes, it's this "Yi Jin Jing".

"I'm afraid I can't go there. Why don't you ask A Jian to go? He can do the "Yi Jin Jing" as well."

"The students are all running away, are you still that busy?"

"Emperor," Zhu Youcheng said with a wry smile, "A school consists of school buildings, teachers, students, and textbooks. The school buildings are under construction. The teachers are fully equipped with the grace of the emperor. The number of students is a little less. Fortunately, there are nearly 700 people. But what about the textbooks? Except for "Mathematics" that have been compiled from Tongle Primary School's textbooks, which have been compiled, there are no other textbooks written. School will start in a month, so I have to hurry up and write them."

After hearing Zhu Youcheng's words, Emperor Tianqi also frowned and asked with a little concern: "Would it be too hurrying?"

"It's a bit forced. Why don't I write a small part of the previous one first for each book and then rush back later."

"Brother Cheng, I'm not saying whether the textbooks can be driven out. I mean your body can't stand it. You are still young, so I'm just pressing on you. I... I really can't bear it." Emperor Tianqi's voice was a little choked, "I only have two relatives in this world, except A Jian. But I have to rely on you. I have seen through these years. Those ministers said it beautifully, but they all have a small plan in their hearts. Only you are planning for the Ming Dynasty wholeheartedly. You have to take care of your health..."

Zhu Youcheng's eyes became hot, and tears seemed to be about to burst out. He hurriedly wiped it with his sleeve and said, "It's not tight, the emperor and I are both from the old Zhu family. If I am tired, the emperor will be able to rest more."

Wei Zhongxian suddenly said, "I have a way, I don't know if it's feasible."

Emperor Aoki hurriedly said, "Let me tell me quickly."

"The most difficult thing in writing an article is to determine the idea, and the most tiring thing is to complete the article. But with the idea, completing the article is not difficult. So Lao Nu suggested that Lord Zhu can tell others the idea and write it on his behalf. I wonder if this is OK?"

"Brother Cheng, do you think Wei's method is OK?"

Zhu Youcheng was overjoyed, slapped his face and said, "Okay, why didn't I think of this method? But where can I find so many writing experts with high cultural level?"

Emperor Tianqi pondered and said, "The Hanlin Academy is full of masters, but you can't transfer it. So, I will give you the bachelor's degree in the Hanlin Academy. In this way, all the Hanlin in the Ming Dynasty are under your control. Whoever you want to write will have to write."

Zhu Youcheng didn't care because he didn't know much about the official system of the Ming Dynasty. Wei Zhongxian was shocked because he knew that although the bachelor of the Hanlin Academy was a fifth-rank official, he was a grand sect with six cabinet masters and had the right to assist the government. The last time Zhu Youcheng was promoted to the fourth-rank official, there were many obstacles in the court. This time, he promoted him to the cabinet master, so he would not be a big deal.

He whispered: "Your Majesty, the bachelor of the Hanlin Academy is a cabinet master, with a high position and a powerful position. It seems a bit inappropriate to promote Zhu Youcheng so quickly."

Emperor Tianqi pity Zhu Youcheng's health and was worried that he would not become a bachelor of the Academy. The Hanlins did not obey his command and said, "Why is it inappropriate? Brother Cheng's talent, wisdom, and ability to handle government affairs are all first-class in the Ming Dynasty. This is a ancestral system established by Emperor Gao of Taizu. He said that the prime minister was not allowed, otherwise, I would promote Brother Cheng to be prime minister. At that time, Ganluo was twelve years old, but now Brother Cheng is 14 years old. Why can't he be promoted to the presidency? To promote those old men who are in corpses and eat, what else can they do for the Ming Dynasty besides having a dispute?"

After saying that, he turned to Zhu Youcheng and said, "Every bachelor has a full name, such as the Grand Secretary of the Huagai Palace, the Grand Secretary of the Wuying Palace, the Grand Secretary of the Wenyuan Pavilion, the Grand Secretary of the Wenhua Pavilion, etc. However, these Grand Secretary have already been held by someone, and they are all your acquaintances. You may not be comfortable if you push them down. Tell me, what kind of title do you want, I will build a building and pavilion immediately so that you deserve it."

Zhu Youcheng said with some concern: "Suddenly I was raised to such a high position may cause criticism from the ministers. The emperor should slow down. In fact, just transfer twenty or thirty Hanlins to me."

"You don't know those Hanlin people, who are overly high-minded. As long as they are not ordered by the bachelor of the school, they dare not listen to the second-grade department. So you must take this bachelor of the school. If you can't think of a good name, I can give you one, which is called the Grand Secretary of the Tukang Pavilion..."

After saying that, Emperor Aoki smiled wickedly.

Zhu Youcheng knew that Emperor Tianqi was a bit ridiculous, so if he refused, maybe he really dared to call himself a Grand Secretary of the Kang Pavilion, and that would be "flavored" for the ages and become a veritable "sexy" literati.

He hurriedly said, "Weichen has a good name, Longtu Pavilion, Longtu Pavilion Grand Secretary."

Emperor Tianqi's eyes narrowed and he said jokingly: "Brother Cheng, you have ambitions. Bao Zheng and Bao Longtu, but unfortunately, I don't have a son-in-law named Chen Shimei to kill you."

Zhu Youcheng said firmly: "For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youcheng is willing to be a straight minister and an isolated minister, and he is in power to guard the Ming Dynasty and make the rivers and seas clear."

Emperor Tianqi's eyes were slightly red, and he patted Zhu Youcheng on the shoulder and said, "I just knew, I just knew, my vision was right. You are my good brother, my good brother for the rest of your life!"

Wei Zhongxian pondered for a while and said with a smile: "The Grand Secretary of Longtu Pavilion, a good name. The Northern Song Dynasty built a Longtu Pavilion, which collected Taizong's imperial books, imperial collections, various classics, pictures, treasures, and famous books and genealogies of the royal family members entered by Zongzheng Temple. The Ming Dynasty could be completely imitated. Now the Taimiao has been marked out from the Forbidden City. It is very troublesome for the emperor to temporarily pay tribute to the late emperor. It has to be cleaned up before leaving the palace. If another Longtu Pavilion is built, the emperor can pay homage to the holy appearances of his ancestors in the palace. Moreover, such a critical place in the Longtu Pavilion can only be handed over to the clan's management. Zhu Youcheng is a well-deserved person."

"Okay, Jianji Palace is still under construction anyway, and the materials and craftsmen are ready-made. Wei Fan, suspended the construction of Ji Palace, chose a suitable location near Qianqing Palace, and started construction of the Longtu Pavilion immediately."

"After the old slave returns to the palace, he will immediately notify the officials of the Ministry of Works."

"Brother Cheng, please get up early tomorrow and attend the court meeting. I want to appoint you as the Grand Secretary of Longtu Pavilion! After the court meeting, you will immediately bring the edict to accept the Hanlin Academy."

Zhu Youcheng nodded and couldn't help but encourage himself with the poem of Mao Taizu in later generations: "How many things are always urgent; the world changes, time is imminent. Ten thousand years are too long, so I have to seize the day."

Emperor Tianqi smiled and said, "The top scholar seems to have a new poem released again, please read it to me."

Zhu Youcheng wanted to slap his mouth a few times. Isn’t this a problem? He had already decided not to plagiarize the poems of later generations, so why can’t he control his mouth?

The emperor had already issued an order, and Zhu Youcheng had no choice but to chant helplessly: "Man Jianghong

In the little Liaodong, a few flies hit the wall. They buzzed, shrill, and sobbed a few times. Ants were stalking around the locustard country, and how could they be easy to shake the trees? It was the west wind and the leaves fell down in Chang'an, and the flying whistle was whistle.

How many things are always urgent; the world turns, time is forcing. Ten thousand years is too long, and we can only seize the day. The four seas are tumbling, clouds and water are angry, and the five continents are shaking, and the wind and thunder are surging. We must eliminate all harmful insects and be invincible."

"Good words, good words."

"Of course it's a good word," Zhu Youcheng muttered in his heart, "After later researchers commented on this poem, the first chapter is cold and humorous; the second chapter integrates the description of scenery, lyricism, and discusses it in a furnace, with a majestic style. The upper and lower chapters are integrated into one, forming an artistic characteristic of opening and closing, ups and downs, showing a kind of spirit that is extremely powerful and strong."

Emperor Tianqi suddenly said with a saliva face: "Brother Cheng, can you give me this poem?"

Zhu Youcheng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll write it down for you."

Emperor Tianqi saw that there was no one around, only Wei Zhongxian, an outsider, with a little blushing face and said, "This poem is rich and masculine and has a leader style. I really like it too much. Can you... Can you say it was written by me? Anyway, you are very talented and can create more exquisite poems in the future..."

Anyway, it’s the same thing that everyone copied. Zhu Youcheng looked at Emperor Tianqi’s longing eyes, bowed deeply, and said, “Congratulations to the emperor for writing the domineering “Manjianghong”, which complements Yue Fei’s “Manjianghong” by the previous dynasty.”

Emperor Tianqi was overjoyed. The literati was famous. Zhu Youcheng wanted to say he would not give it to him, but he had no choice. He was afraid that Zhu Youcheng would regret it, so he hurriedly ordered Wei Zhongxian to use the pen and copy the poem.

When the sentence "Ten thousand years are too long, I have to seize the day", Emperor Tianqi felt aroused in his heart, and while copying, he said, "Yes, time cannot wait, the matter of compiling textbooks is imminent. I want to hold a court meeting immediately. Wei partner, you order someone to ring the Jingyang bell, and I will return to the palace immediately to hold a court meeting. In the afternoon, Brother Cheng will take the order to accept the Hanlin Academy!"
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