Usually the meeting is dismissed, and the emperor leaves first. But today, the Emperor of the Apocalypse did not do this, just sat on the dragon chair and drank tea. Wei Zhongxian also saw that something was wrong, and he didn't know how to persuade him, so he stood next to the emperor with his hands in his hands, and glanced at Zhu Youcheng vigorously, reminding him not to anger the emperor later.

Zhu Youcheng naturally knew what was wrong. When the people were almost gone, he walked in front of the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, you can drive back to the palace." ”

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

"Confession?" Zhu Youcheng pretended to be surprised, and said, "Weichen has been sleeping all night and preparing for the construction of the two houses wholeheartedly, how can he still be guilty." ”

Hearing Zhu Youcheng's work, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was embarrassed to pretend anymore, and said bluntly: "I know that you are very hard. But if you make up a book of martial arts secrets and don't show it to me, won't it make me lose face? ”

"Oh, the emperor is angry with his ministers for the sake of the Yijin Sutra. Your Majesty, you have wronged your minister. ”

"If you have something good, don't give it to me first, does it make sense?"

"Your Majesty, this "Yijin Jing" was compiled by Weichen, but Weichen only let a few people try it, and the effect is not bad, but there has been no large-scale experiment. In fact, this time it was made public to the Jinshi, and they were also used as test subjects. When the effect is verified, I will naturally contribute to the emperor. You are a true dragon emperor, and your body is extremely noble, how dare you give you a semi-finished product? ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse thought for a moment, nodded and said, "You think very carefully, but I am just very angry, okay?" ”

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

The Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled: "Aren't there still a month before the two academies open?" I punished you for a month, and I entered the palace every day to teach me to learn this ...... you made up What is it called? ”

Wei Zhongxian reminded in a low voice: "Yijin Sutra." ”

"Yes, it's this "Yijin Sutra"."

"I'm afraid Weichen won't be able to go, if you don't call Ah Jian to go, he will also be able to "Yijin Jing"."

"The students are all gone, are they still so busy?"

"Your Majesty," Zhu Youcheng said with a wry smile, "A school is composed of school buildings, teachers, students, and teaching materials, the school building is under construction, the teachers have been matched by the emperor's grace, and the number of students is a little less, but fortunately, there are nearly seven hundred, but what about the teaching materials?" Except for the textbook of "Mathematics", which has been compiled by Tongle Primary School, the other textbooks have not been written. School will start in a month, and I won't have time to write yet. ”

After listening to Zhu Youcheng's words, the Emperor of the Apocalypse also frowned, and asked a little worriedly, "Will it be too rushed?" ”

"It's a little reluctant, or I'll write a small part of the front of each book first, and the back one, and then catch up slowly."

"Brother Cheng, I'm not saying whether the textbook can be driven out, I mean that your body can't stand it. You're still young, and I've put state affairs on you, and I'm ...... I really can't bear it. The Emperor of the Apocalypse's voice was a little choked, "I only have two relatives in this world, except for Ah Jian, who is you." But I have to rely on you. I've seen through it all these years, those ministers are talking beautifully, but they all have a small abacus in their hearts, only you are wholeheartedly planning for the Ming Dynasty. You need to take care of yourself......"

Zhu Youcheng's eyes were hot, and it seemed that tears were about to pour out. He hurriedly wiped it with his sleeve and said, "Don't worry, the emperor and I are both from the old Zhu family." If I'm tired, the emperor can rest a little more. ”

Wei Zhongxian suddenly said: "The old slave has a way, I don't know if it's feasible. ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse hurriedly said, "Hurry up and listen to it." ”

"The hardest part of writing an article is to determine the idea, and the most tiring thing is to complete the article. And with an idea, it is not difficult to complete the article. Therefore, the old slave built yì, Lord Zhu can tell others about his intentions, and others will write them on their behalf. I wonder if this will work? ”

"Brother Cheng, do you think Wei Banban's method works?"

Zhu Youcheng was overjoyed, slapped his face, and said, "Okay, why didn't I think of this solution?" But where can you find so many highly educated writers? ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse muttered, "The Hanlin Academy is full of masters, but you can't adjust it." In this way, I will make you the head of the Hanlin Academy. In this way, the Ming Hanlin is under your control, and whoever you want to write, you 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 head of the Hanlin Academy was a minor official of the fifth grade, he was a scholar with the six cabinet elders and had the right to enter the court and assist the government. Last time, Zhu Youcheng was promoted to the secretary of the fourth grade, and there was a lot of resistance in the court, and this time he was promoted to the cabinet elder, so it was not enough to make a noise.

He reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the head of the Hanlin Academy is an elder of the cabinet, and he is in a high position. It seems a bit inappropriate to promote Zhu Youcheng so quickly. ”

Emperor Tianqi took pity on Zhu Youcheng's body and was worried that he would not become a master of the academy, but the Hanlin did not listen to his command and said: "What's wrong, Brother Cheng's talent, resourcefulness, and ability to handle government affairs are all first-class in the Ming Dynasty." This is the ancestral system established by Emperor Taizu Gao, saying that it is not allowed to set up a prime minister, otherwise, I will promote my brother Cheng to be the prime minister. At that time, Ganluo was the prime minister at the age of twelve, and now that his brother Cheng is fourteen years old, he has the ability to be a prime minister, why can't he be promoted? Promote those old men who are vegetarian in the corpse position, what else can they do for Daming besides ripping their skins? ”

After that, he turned to Zhu Youcheng and said, "Every bachelor has a full name, such as Huagai Hall Scholar, Wuyingdian University Scholar, Wenyuan Pavilion University Scholar, Wenhuadian University Scholar, and so on. But these scholars are already manned, and they are all your acquaintances, and you may not be comfortable with them being topped down. Say, what title do you want, I will immediately build a building and a pavilion, so that you deserve it. ”

Zhu Youcheng said a little worriedly: "Suddenly raising me to such a high position, I'm afraid it will cause criticism from the ministers, so the emperor should take it easy." Actually, I only need to transfer twenty or thirty Hanlin to me. ”

"You don't know those Hanlin, all of them are too high to the top, as long as it is not the order of the master of the academy, the words of the second grade department dare not listen. So this master, you have to be. If you can't think of a good name, I can give you one, and I'll call it Uronkaku University Scholar......"

After speaking, the Emperor of the Apocalypse laughed evilly.

Zhu Youcheng knew that the Emperor of the Apocalypse was a bit ridiculous, and if he continued to refuse, maybe he would really dare to call himself a scholar of the Kang Pavilion, and then he would be "Fang" for eternity and become a veritable literati "Sao".

He hurriedly said: "Weichen has a good name, Longtu Pavilion, Longtu Pavilion University Scholar. ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse stared at him and said jokingly, "Brother Cheng, you are ambitious." Bao Zheng, Bao Longtu, it's a pity that I don't have a colt named Chen Shimei to kill for you. ”

Zhu Youcheng said firmly: "For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youcheng is willing to be a direct minister and a lonely minister, and he is bound to guard the Ming Dynasty and let the Daming River clear the sea." ”

Emperor Apocalypse's eyes were slightly red, patted Zhu Youcheng's shoulder and said: "I know, I know, my vision is not wrong, you are my good brother, a good brother for life!" ”

Wei Zhongxian pondered for a long time, and said with a smile: "Longtu Pavilion University Scholar, what a good name." The Northern Song Dynasty built the Dragon Picture Pavilion, which collected Taizong's imperial books, imperial collections, various classics, pictures, treasures, as well as the name books and genealogies of the Zongzheng Temple. Daming can be imitated. Now that the Taimiao has been drawn out of the Forbidden City, it is very troublesome for the emperor to temporarily pay tribute to the first emperor, and he can only leave the palace after cleaning the streets. If another Longtu Pavilion is built, the emperor can pay homage to the holy faces of the ancestors and ancestors in the palace. Moreover, such a key place in Longtu Pavilion can only be handed over to the clan relatives to manage, and Zhu Youcheng is a well-deserved candidate. ”

"Okay, anyway, the construction of the Pole Hall is still under construction, and the materials and craftsmen are ready-made. Wei Banban, suspended the construction of the Jiji Palace, selected a suitable location near the Qianqing Palace, and immediately started the construction of the Longtu Pavilion. ”

"After the old slave returned to the palace, he immediately notified the officials of the Ministry of Industry."

"Brother Cheng, tomorrow I have to trouble you to get up early, attend the court meeting, I want to make you a scholar of Longtu Pavilion!" Immediately after the court meeting, you will take the edict and go to receive the Hanlin Temple. ”

Zhu Youcheng nodded, and couldn't help but encourage himself with the verses of Mao Taizu in later generations: "How many things are never urgent; The world is turning, and time is pressing. 10,000 years is too long. ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled: "It seems that Zhuang Yuanlang has a new poem coming out, read it to me." ”

Zhu Youcheng couldn't wait to slap his mouth a few times, isn't this looking for trouble? I have already decided not to plagiarize the poetry of later generations, why can't I control my mouth?

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

In a small Liaodong, there are a few flies hitting the wall. Buzzing, a few poignant, a few sobbing. Ants boast of a big country, and it is easy for grasshoppers to shake trees. The west wind falls under the leaves of Chang'an, flying and singing.

How many things are never in a hurry; The world is turning, and time is pressing. 10,000 years is too long. The four seas are churning, the clouds and water are angry, and the five continents are shaking and the wind and thunder are fierce. To sweep away a pest and insect, all invincible. ”

"Good words, good words."

"Of course it's a good word," Zhu Youcheng muttered in his heart, "Later generations of researchers commented on this word, and the tone of the pen was cold and witty; Xia Que blends scenes, lyricism, and discussion in one furnace, and the style is majestic and magnificent. The upper and lower ques are integrated, forming the artistic characteristics of large opening and closing, undulating and undulating, showing a kind of beauty of the greatest and most rigid spirit. ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse suddenly salivated and said, "Brother Cheng, can you give me this word." ”

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

Emperor Apocalypse looked at no one left and right, only Wei Zhongxian, an outsider present, his face was a little red, and he said: "This word is strong and masculine, with a leader's demeanor, I really like it too much, can you ...... Can you say that I wrote it? Anyway, you are very talented, and you can create more exquisite poems in the future......"

Anyway, it's a copyist, and it's not the same who copies it. Zhu Youcheng looked at the eager eyes of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, took a deep look, and said: "Congratulations to the emperor for writing the domineering "Man Jianghong", which complements Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong" in the previous dynasty. ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was overjoyed, the literati had a good name, and Zhu Youcheng wanted to say that he would not send it, but he had no choice. Afraid that Zhu Youcheng would regret it, he hurriedly ordered Wei Zhongxian to bring pen and ink and copy down the word.

When the sentence "10,000 years is too long, seize the day", the Emperor of the Apocalypse was moved, and while copying, he said: "Yes, time can't wait, the matter of compiling textbooks is imminent." I want to convene a court meeting immediately, Wei Banban, you order someone to ring the Jingyang bell, and I will return to the palace immediately and hold a court meeting. In the afternoon, Brother Cheng took the order to receive the Hanlin Academy! ”

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