Li Dongyang couldn't help but take a look.

Wang Yue's fold is stinky and long, and he has written thousands of words, and this is not the end.

One book is not enough, and it is divided into two volumes, focusing on how he trained the native soldiers, how he staged an anti-infighting, how he burned the ships of the bandits, and how he sacrificed his life to kill the enemy.

Monarchs, ministers, families, and the world, just like the war and peace he wrote, are full of righteousness.

Hongzhi Emperor Longyan Dayue: "Wang Shichang is of great use, the disaster will not affect the family, pass on my message, these women and children, let the Kyushu Mansion be placed on the spot." ”

Li Dongyang and the others kowtowed together: "Thank you, Your Majesty Longen!" ”

Emperor Hongzhi remembered Yan Chengjin, so he said to Mu Bin on the side: "Yan Chengjin, that guy said that only Sancheng is sure, which has caused me to be uneasy for the past ten days, so let him come to see me." ”

Yan Chengjin walked into the main hall and saw Emperor Hongzhi sitting on the throne, and Li Dongyang and the three of them standing aside.

He first saluted Emperor Hongzhi, and then saluted Li Dongyang, and looked at Emperor Hongzhi with blank eyes: "I don't know if Your Majesty has summoned ministers?" ”

Emperor Hongzhi was interested: "You say, Jiujiang Mansion is only thirty percent sure of the bandits?" ”

Yan Chengjin: "Yes." ”

"Then tell me how the thirty percent is calculated?" Emperor Hongzhi straightened his face.

"This ......"

Your Majesty, there is something called probability, there are random events, possible events, inevitable events, mutually exclusive events, and opposing events.

Say it, I'm afraid you'll go crazy......

Emperor Hongzhi said angrily: "Do you know that I trust you!" You said thirty percent, I really believed it, for the past ten days, I have been pondering so much that I can't sleep. ”

Yan Chengjin was stunned and shouted: "The minister is dead!" ”

Emperor Hongzhi felt uncomfortable, but the civil officials were so happy that they wished to say auspicious things by his side one day, but this kid was honest and modest: "Next time there is such a thing, you have to say more." ”

"............" Yan Chengjin.

Returning from Fengtian Palace, Yan Chengjin sat next to Wang Shouren, and today Wang Shouren didn't seem to be interested in him, so he didn't qualify for him.

"What's wrong with Bo'an?"

Wang Shouren sighed and lowered his head with some shame: "Today, I was impeached by Cai Jin, the imperial historian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. ”

"Bo'an entered the palace today, and met a woman washing clothes by the river, so he stopped and watched for a long time, who would have thought that this woman was actually the wife of Cai Jin, the imperial history of the Imperial Inspectorate." Yang Jingxin Road.

Yan Chengjin knew Cai Jin, Cai Jin was the main player in the impeachment of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and he would pick some bones in the eggs every once in a while, and he was a well-known poor official.

Not to mention in the Ming Dynasty, even if you stare at a girl for a long time in the future, you will be called a hooligan, right?

It's just that Cai Jin is already in the age of Dayan, and his wife must also be an old woman, and Wang Shouren staring at her like this will be even more incredible.

But Yan Chengjin knew that the reason why Wang Shouren's psychology had a great impact on later generations was precisely because it was based on a profound insight into human nature.

And these insights into human nature actually come from some absurd things that Wang Shouren has done in his life.

is an out-and-out "weirdo".

For example, I called three or five friends, and I spent seven days and seven nights in the bamboo forest.

I don't know what he thought of again: "Bo'an has come to his senses?"

Wang Shouren shook his head and muttered, "Before I saw enough, I was arrested by Cai Yushi." ”

Li Kang looked at Yan Chengjin and whispered: "Bo Anmo, isn't it, he has a brain disease?" ”

You Muggle has a brain disease.

Yan Chengjin continued to copy the heart, and said, isn't this classic required to be copied in 20 days, why didn't anyone urge me?

Wang Shouren was grateful in his heart: "Thanks to Brother Chengjin, he is not disgusted, and he is willing to sit next to him." ”

………………………………

In September, the weather plummeted overnight as if it had fallen into an ice hole!

It was so cold that people couldn't sleep all night.

In the early morning, the frost water formed a thin layer of frozen hospital paths, which were a little slippery.

Early in the morning, Yan Chengjin changed into spikes, wore a warm camouflage version of his coat, and practiced in the courtyard in the morning.

He Neng ran over and said, "Young Master, the lamb is frozen to death!" ”

Yan Chengjin walked over and saw that a thin lamb in the sheepfold was lying stiffly on the ground, and there was not much hair on his body.

The wind blows on the face like a knife, and it can directly frostbite people after blowing for a long time, not to mention the hail that fell last night.

Yan Chengjin sighed, I don't know how many livestock will be frozen to death.

The ancients attached great importance to livestock, which was the same property as silver, and this lamb was raised to sell for a few taels of silver.

As for the boiling oil......

Yan Chengjin will definitely not eat this kind of dead animal.

Seeing that winter is coming, and the Xiaoice River period is coming, Emperor Hongzhi is busy.

It's cold, and there are a lot fewer pedestrians on the road, except for those on duty, it is estimated that no one wants to go out.

When entering the palace, Yan Chengjin put a stove in the sedan chair, so that he felt a little better.

The first sentence of today's meeting of the civil officials of Hanyuan was that a few chickens froze to death in your house last night.

There is an old civil official in Hanyuan, there is an old hen who lays eggs at home, she froze to death last night, and she stewed the old hen soup early this morning, and the chicken was sad.

The civil official is meager, this hen is his sideline, and the family depends on the hen laying eggs to feed, and now .........

He ate his side hustle.

After Yan Chengjin heard this, he couldn't help but sigh a few times.

The most serious impact of the Xiaoice period on the people of the Ming Dynasty was not cold, but hunger and disease.

If you have no food to eat, no matter how warm your clothes are, and no matter how hot the firewood burns in your house, people will starve to death.

Fill your stomach, even if it's colder, there is always a way to survive the winter.

In the cabinet, Li Dongyang and the three of them are also complaining about this year's weather, hail in September, and they have never encountered such strange weather.

There was a sound of sneezing in the room.

Liu Jian persuaded: "Binzhi is unwell, will he rest today?" ”

I didn't cover the quilt when I went to bed last night, and I caught a cold early this morning, Li Dongyang felt a little cold, and couldn't help shaking his body to drive away the chill on his body.

"I drank a bowl of ginger soup before going out, and it was already much warmer, unharmed, and out of the way."

Xie Qian sighed: "This weather is really cold to the bone, last night in my house, even the barn rats froze to death." ”

Li Dongyang and Liu Jian also sighed repeatedly, they are all like this, wouldn't the losses of the people be even heavier?

Warm Pavilion,

Early in the morning, Yin Liu Qing of Shuntian Mansion entered the palace to face the saint, and the local prefect could only enter the Beijing face saint once when the three-year plan was planned, but Yin of the Shuntian Mansion could enter the palace at any time.

Although he has privileges, it is not a special circumstance, and Liu Qing will not rush into the palace.

Today is a special case.

Liu Qing's face was sad: "Your Majesty, the number of displaced people in Shuntianfu is increasing day by day, even if the minister has opened a warehouse to give alms, but the warehouse grain in Shuntianfu is limited after all, how can it be supported until the beginning of spring tomorrow?" ”

Not only the homeless, but also the ordinary people lined up to receive the porridge, how to eat a bowl of porridge, and gave a big steamed bun.

Liu Qing entered the palace this time to ask for money.

Emperor Hongzhi was stunned, there was still a prosperous and peaceful era during the Midyear Festival, why did so many displaced people suddenly come out?

What he didn't know was that for the homeless, there was no festival in life.

Displaced people and poor people, where do they have the heart to go to the temple fair to put krathong?