Chapter 8 Poetry and Ambition
The Ming officialdom pays the most attention to etiquette.
There is strict respect between superiors and subordinates, and every move needs to be done according to courtesy. The so-called conformity is the same.
In order to prepare for this reception banquet, Zhao Zhixian put a lot of thought into it.
Not to mention the entire restaurant, even the chef in charge of the restaurant was invited from Suzhou Mansion.
There is no way, Dinghai County is located in a remote area, and the prosperity is far less than that of big cities such as Suzhou and Hangzhou. And Governor Zhu is a native of Changzhou County, Suzhou Prefecture, and Zhao Zhixian finally had the opportunity to perform in front of the governor, in order to let the governor eat the delicious food of his hometown, it is also necessary to spend some money for this.
But it was said that it was almost dusk, and Governor Zhu, who had taken a short rest, came down to Lanyue Tower in a group on the left and right, climbed the stairs, and stopped at the top of the third floor.
The reason why the reception banquet is arranged on the third floor is because this pavilion has the best view, and you can see the vast sea when you open the window. Those who attended the reception banquet were either Governor Zhu's personal entourage, or Dinghai County civil and military officials and representatives of the local gentry.
Everyone looked at Governor Zhu blankly, until his old man waved his hand lightly: "Everyone take a seat." Then the people sat down around the table.
Although Xu Yan was able to attend the banquet, he was not qualified to be at the same table as the governor. He looked sideways, and Zhao Ruohai, the magistrate of the county, was sitting very far behind the wine table.
Sitting at the head is naturally the governor Zhu Kun.
Xu Yan looked from a distance and saw Governor Zhu sitting precariously, looking extremely heroic and energetic against the backdrop of a crimson official robe. It stands to reason that Zhu Kun was born in the seventh year of Hongzhi and is now fifty-three years old. But except for being a little thin, I can't tell that the person in front of me is more than half a hundred years old.
When later generations talk about anti-Japanese heroes, they often think of Zhang Jing, Hu Zongxian, Yu Dayou, and Qi Jiguang, but few people think of the name Zhu Kun. And Xu Yan, who specializes in the history of the Jiajing Dynasty, will not forget this person. Regardless of anything else, the mere fact that he led his troops to destroy Shuangyu Island and annihilated more than 800 Franc pirates is worthy of admiration.
Of course, at this time, Zhu Kun had just taken office, and everything was in the process of exploration. However, Xu Yan believes that with such a hard-working backbone, the coastal defense of Fujian and Zhejiang will become more and more stable.
It can be seen that Zhu Kun is a little tired at this time.
It is no wonder that Emperor Jiajing issued an order in June to restore the governor of Zhejiang and ordered Zhu Kun to reassume this position. Zhu Kun received the order and immediately left Ganzhou Mansion with his family and rushed to Zhejiang in the scorching heat of June. After more than half a month of travel, Zhu Kun finally arrived in Zhejiang in early July. After resting for a few days, he set off again to inspect the prefectures and counties of Zhejiang.
By the time he arrived in Dinghai County, Zhu Kun should have been very tired. However, he tried his best to show a relaxed appearance, picked up his wine glass and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the southeast is now in trouble, and the Japanese are rampant. Ben Fu was ordered to patrol Zhejiang and administer Fujian and Zhejiang coastal defense. If we want to rectify coastal defense, it is not enough to rely on Zhu alone, and we must look up to my colleagues. ”
Zhu Kun spoke, and all the officials present raised their glasses, saying that only the governor should be the first to look forward.
After a scene with no nutrition, Zhu Kun put down his wine glass and sighed: "This time, the Haikou is raging, especially the Ningbo Mansion, Shaoxing Mansion, and Taizhou Mansion are the most seriously damaged. You should all know about Xie Ge's hometown, right? The saint was wrathed, and the Lord humiliated his ministers to death. If we can't share the worries of the king, what faces do we have as courtiers? ”
After a pause, Zhu Kun continued: "However, as far as Benfu knows, the coastal defense layout in Dinghai County is still good. Not only did he not lose his land, but he also killed three Japanese invaders. ”
When he said this, Zhu Kun's eyes kept staring at Zhao Zhixian. Zhao Ruohai was stared at a little worriedly, and hurriedly replied: "Lord Futai praised it falsely." The lowly also wants to do his best to suppress the cowards, but now the guards are in disarray, and they are really powerless. ”
Zhu Su nodded and said: "Zhao County's order said that he knows in his heart, it is not a day's work to rectify coastal defense, and it is impossible to rely on the power of one person and one place to exterminate Haikou. It is the responsibility of Benfu to dispatch and integrate troops in the center and defend the territory and protect the territory. ”
"Lord Futai is wise!"
Everyone is very suitable for patting the sycophants.
When Xu Yan heard this, he couldn't help but have a little more affection for the governor of Zhejiang. If everyone in the Ming Dynasty can have Zhu Kun's responsibility, why worry about coastal defense.
"Zhao County Order. Benfu also heard that a local gentleman took the initiative to donate 3,000 stone of grain for the government to help the people. Is there such a thing? ”
Zhu Kun drank another glass of wine, and then turned to brush his beard lightly.
"Ah, if you go back to Futai, there is indeed such a thing."
Zhao Zhixian hurriedly got up, pointed at Xu Yan at the adjacent table with one arm and said with a smile: "Futai, please look, it is this Xu Xiaolangjun who donated food." ”
Seeing this, Xu Yan hurriedly got up and went out of the ranks, took a few steps forward and saluted Zhu Kun and said, "Boy Xu Yan greets the governor. ”
Zhu Yan looked up and down, Xu Yan bowed slightly, and said: "It's really good that you can know such righteousness at a young age in your later life." ”
Xu Yan took a deep breath and said: "The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband. Although the kid is not talented, he also knows that Dinghai County, Ningbo Prefecture is the place where I was born and raised. Country, country, country has home. The boy's act of donating food should not be praised so much. ”
At this time, Zhu Su was really shocked.
I saw him silently chanting: "The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband... A good sentence about the rise and fall of the world, the husband is responsible! I can't imagine that you can have such insight at such a young age. This is very comforting, this is very comforting! ”
Everyone's eyes also fell on Xu Yan, and there was a little bit of approval in their eyes.
Zhao Zhixian was naturally very proud, and the governor was obviously praising Xu Yan, but in fact he was praising himself. After all, he is the parent official of Dinghai County, and the descendants of Dinghai County can emerge from such a general knowledge and pattern, isn't it good for him to be educated as a parent official?
Xu Yan saw that the atmosphere was almost over, and he raised the wine glass on the table and saluted Zhu Yan: "What the kid did is not worth mentioning, if Daming Haiphong wants to be peaceful, he still has to rely on the governor." There was nothing the boy could do, so he wrote a poem to clarify his ambition. ”
Zhu Kun felt more and more interesting, stroked his beard and said, "Okay, good!" ”
Xu Yan drank the wine and paced slowly with his hands behind his back.
After walking a few steps, his face was slightly red, and he groaned with wine:
"Daoyi is a year old and sails, and enters Kou Sanwu and Zhejiang.
How many ways to know about the sandbank? The general is stationed in the oil building.
The seven-foot dragon pan soap thread is tapered, and the sword hangs on the waist of the Han'er.
To whom to get it in his hands, a hundred times to charge and roll the sea. ”
After a poem was chanted, there was silence in the room.
After a long time, Zhu Su slapped his hands and praised: "A good seven-foot dragon pan soap thread, and the wolf knife hangs on the waist of the Han'er." A good song to whoever has it in his hand, and he has charged and rolled the sea Jiao a hundred times. If the people of my Ming Dynasty are like you, why worry about coastal defense! ”
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