Yan Chengjin knows that if he wants to shake Li Dongyang, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Li Dongyang is a member of the cabinet university, who is responsible for most of the votes, and he is also an important migrant worker around His Majesty, and His Majesty will not let him leave Beijing easily.

Emperor Hongzhi raised his eyebrows, revealing a deep puzzlement: "Why do you recommend Li Gong to go?" ”

"Li Gong is a literary song, he is a master of the Ming Dynasty literary circle, he is revered by scholars all over the world, and he worships the Confucian Temple, which is none other than Li Gong.

And Li Gong is also the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and is a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, Wenyuan Pavilion is the largest royal library in the capital, representing the Ming Dynasty Wenqu.

Therefore, the minister recommended Li Gong. ”

The land of Shandong is greasy, and the bullet is sent back three times, which is tricky to deal with, so it's good for Li Dongyang to take a look.

The minister was dumbfounded, wouldn't it be more reasonable for Zhang Sheng to go, and Li Dongyang to go?

He is also the secretary of the Ministry of Rites!

Moreover, Li Gongguang is widely supported by scholars all over the world, and when he goes out, scholars chase the carriage to sign autographs.

If there is someone in the Ming Dynasty who can replace the scholars of the world, then this person is none other than Li Gong.

Li Dongyang opened his mouth slightly, looking at Yan Chengjin, almost petrified, and the reason was also very reasonable.

Emperor Hongji was a little shaken.

If Li Dongyang is sent to Shandong to worship, it can be exchanged for the Ming Dynasty Wenyun, and it is not impossible to have a few more capable ministers like Li Gong to assist the imperial court.

After Li Dongyang left Beijing, it didn't hurt for him to review some more sparse performances.

Xie Qian saw that Li Dongyang was riding a tiger: "Your Majesty, why don't you discuss this matter again?" ”

"Well, let's retreat first."

Coming out of the main hall,

Yan Chengjin sprinted to the East Palace in a hundred meters, because Zhu Houzhao's territory was forbidden for hundreds of officials, and Li Dongyang would not set foot on it.

Zhu Houzhao was eating hot pot in the East Palace, and saw Yan Chengjin walk in: "Do you want to eat together?" The venison that the palace got from Nanyuan was just slaughtered. ”

"I don't eat it."

Zhu Houzhao secretly went to Nanyuan to hunt, and he would definitely be beaten by Emperor Hongzhi.

Nanyuan is a royal hunting ground left by the Yuan Dynasty, stocked with deer, roe deer, rabbits, pheasants and other prey, in the suburbs.

In winter, there is no entertainment, and the children of the royal family go to the hunting grounds to hunt.

The last time Emperor Hongzhi went was in the eleventh year of Hongzhi, and it was three years ago.

Zhu Houzhao saw that his expression was uncertain: "Old Gao, someone is going to beat you?" ”

"The minister has offended Lord Li."

Zhu Houzhao blinked: "You offended Master Li, don't stay here in this palace." ”

Li Fu,

Li Dongyang had a slightly angry look on his face, and changed into a blue and white Confucian robe: "Yan Chengjin is angry with his father, and you still make clothes for him." ”

I want this guy to leave the capital and experience courage.

Sacrifice is a good errand, and you don't need to stay in Shandong for a long time.

But Yan Chengjin recommended him to leave the capital, the old man has a lot of affairs, how can he leave Beijing easily?

The most important thing is that this son is fighting Qing'e's idea.

"Dad and Lord Yan have the same opinion?"

"He wants to use the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain to visit the house, such a clumsy trick, don't worry, Dad won't let him get his wish." Li Dongyang took a sip of tea, and the old god was there.

Seeing that his daughter bowed her head shyly, Xue complained: "If you go to Shandong to enjoy the mountains and rivers, what's the harm if the master goes?" ”

"Don't think about it, don't go!"

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Forbidden City, Canopy Palace.

Emperor Hongzhi held a red lacquer phoenix pattern pen in his hand, carefully wrote the sacrificial words, handed them over to the minister who went to send them to worship, and told Kong Sheng.

This pen is based on sheep's hair, Zihao is the quilt, the pen is strong and powerful, and the words written are very good-looking.

"Your Majesty, all of you have come to the sparse play." Xiao Jing walked in.

When I opened the sparse music, I saw the signature, which was Yan Chengjin's sparse performance.

"How could Yan Chengjin recommend Li Gong?"

Xiao Jing reacted, and seeing that there were only two masters and servants, he said clearly: "Yan Chengjin is interested in Miss Li's family, and the slave is suspicious, he wants to plot...... He had other ideas. ”

The plot was swallowed back, and it was not good to slander the ministers of the DPRK and China.

Emperor Hongzhi picked up the pen, put it on the celadon pen holder, and finished reading the sparse music: "How about I send Li Gong?" ”

Li Dongyang can represent the world's readers.

When he goes to sacrifice, that is, the scholars of the world go to sacrifice, and if Li Gongqin goes, he may be able to move the heavens, which is better than other civil officials.

Xiao Jing said: "The slave maid thinks that it is good for Li Gong to go, Li Gong is a literary and ordinary person, and he can communicate with his intentions." ”

His Majesty seems to be frightening, but he has already made up his mind in his heart.

Since Tang Xuanzong named Confucius as the queen of Wenxuan, sacrificing Confucius has become as important as sacrificing the emperor.

There are many rules and etiquette, and if you send other ministers, you will inevitably be inconsiderate and offend Confucius.

Li Dongyang is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and he has presided over sacrifices in the court, which is very safe.

The next day, the morning dynasty.

The cabinet reported first, Li Dongyang held the white fluorene card, and bowed slightly: "Confucius Temple sacrifice, who will Your Majesty send there?" ”

Liu Jian and a few people raised their heads, and the worship of the Confucian Temple was as important as the sacrifice of the imperial tomb, and it was necessary to send ministers of more than three grades.

"Last night, I had a dream, I dreamed of Master Li, and wrote an inscription on the stone in front of the temple, perhaps, it was the will of God to me, so Master Li went there."

Li Dongyang was deeply stunned, and he couldn't imagine that His Majesty would really order him to go.

"Obey the order!"

"Without further ado, it's a long way to Shandong, so Master Li picks an auspicious day to set off."

The sacrifice should be carried out on an auspicious day, and the time to leave the capital should be just in time.

After retreating from the court, Li Dongyang returned to the mansion and ordered his subordinates to pack their luggage.

Xue put down the female red in his hand, and was a little happy: "The master is going to Shandong to worship?" ”

"What are you happy about, that kid is sending something again?" Li Dongyang ignored her and looked at Li Qing'e: "Do you want to go with your father?" Shandong Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, there is a Daming Lake. ”

Li Qing'e naturally didn't want to go, Lang Jun was in the capital, how could he have the heart to go to Shandong.

However, she usually does not disobey her father's wishes.

Xue Shi held Li Dongyang's hand: "Master, what are you asking her to do, she suffered on the way, I will accompany you." ”

Li Dongyang was not interested, and always felt that his daughter was not safe in the capital: "If you want to go, just pack up your belongings, the old man will set off by himself, and your mother and daughter will stay in the capital." ”

"Master, Lord Yan is here."

Yan Chengjin strode into the main hall.

Last year, His Majesty changed the title of Kong Wenshao to Yan Shenggong.

This person has a famous father named Kong Hongxu.

is also Yan Shenggong, Kong Hongxu's reputation is not very good.

In Shandong, he wantonly occupied the fields, and it was rumored that most of his professional counterparts were women, and they were first-class piston athletes in the market.

Qufu Yamen reported to the imperial court, and Xianzong was afraid that he was a descendant of Confucius, so he did not dare to dispose of it at will.

In the end, he just took off the title of Yan Shenggong and was acquitted, and the title was inherited by his brother Kong Hongtai, and it was passed back to Kong Wenshao last year.

In the past few days, the Supervision Department has received more and more bullet stamps from Shandong.

Not long after Kong Wensheng was titled, Yan Chengjin didn't know if it had anything to do with it, and even if there were, ordinary ministers couldn't deal with it.

Li Dongyang was about to get into the carriage, and he was a little angry: "What are you doing in the house?" The old man hasn't left Beijing yet! ”

"Lord Li, the Metropolitan Procuratorate has received a lot of Shandong bullet stamps, if you have time, Lord Li will deal with them together."

Yan Chengjin handed him the bullet in the cuff.