Outside the south gate of Qufu County, the sixty-seventh grandson of Confucius, the twenty-eight-year-old Kong Yinzhi this year, led a group of uncles, grandfathers and uncles of the Zhenzi generation and the monks and uncles to stand in a wild goose formation to welcome the car of the emperor's eldest son, Zhu Youxiao.

Since the establishment of the Ming Empire, the Yan Sheng Gong of the Confucian Mansion has been given a first-class civil official uniform, a robe and a jade belt.

But today, even if Kong Yinzhi has been regarded by most of the elders of the Confucian Mansion as the next successor of the Yan Sheng Gong, because Kong Shangxian, who lives in Beijing City, has not yet breathed, Kong Yinzhi cannot wear the crown of the Yan Sheng Gong, but wears the unworthy Guozi Jian dress or the robe of the Doctor of the Five Classics of the Hanlin Academy, just like the other noble men of the Confucian family.

The Ministry of Rites has already had low-level officials such as records to fight the front station, and Kong Yinzhi probably knows that in the team accompanying the emperor's eldest son, he should be a powerful person who should be a good person, but not only the chief Wang of the Ministry of Rites, or the eunuch Cao Huachun.

Therefore, when Kong Yinzhi saw that Zheng Haizhu, who was dressed in the red robe of the speaker, was really a woman, he arched very simply, showing reverence.

The other party is no longer a woman who is just a six-grade woman, after all, she is already a close minister of the Zhu family's father and son, and she has not yet put on the hat of the new Yan Shenggong, so you must not put on a shelf to take Qiao.

Even when he saw Zhu Yipai, the general of Zhenguo, Kong Yinzhi was not surprised.

Lu Mansion and Confucius Mansion are adjacent to each other, and they have been married for many years, and they often move around each other during various festivals, and Kong Yinzhi recognizes Zhu Yipai, a peer.

The male members of the Lu Mansion who are most likely to take the throne of the next vassal king will accompany him in person, which shows that Zhu Youxiao will be crowned the crown prince, which is already ironclad.

In this way, when the car drove into the city, the three young heirs to the throne, the throne and the title gathered in front of the lintel of the Confucian family with the word "Holy Mansion", Kong Yinzhi was all over his body, burning with vigorous blood pride.

Thanks to the sage Confucius who lived in a long time, and thanks to God for giving him the luck of reincarnation, he was able to look down on the prince and future prince of the Ming Dynasty.

Accepting the support and worship of scholars all over the world is not as good as socializing with the top power of the empire, and it is more joyful to have a glimpse of the mountains.

But at this time, Kong Yinzhi heard the red-robed Zheng family, and said to Zhu Youxiao, who stopped to look up at the word "Holy Mansion": "Your Highness, this is the door plaque written by Yan Ge Lao. ”

"Which Yan Ge elder?" Zhu Youxiao asked directly.

He and Ming Shizong have been separated by three generations, and it was only last year that he began to enter the Wenhua Hall to listen to lectures on Jingyi and state affairs, and he was not familiar with Yan Song, a traitor who was in power during the Jiajing period and was cut off from his official position.

Zheng Haizhu said: "It is Yan Ge Lao, who is known as Yan Song, and his son, Yan Shifan, who is known as the Xiao Ge Lao, who controls the treasury, is greedy for ink, colludes with border ministers, and kills Zhongliang with a rod. Fortunately, Jiajing Ye Shengming finally recognized his treachery and did not spare it. ”

After she finished these few words, the surroundings were silent for an instant.

But there was no shortage of shocked eyes cast from all sides.

Wang Song, the head of the Ministry of Rites, buzzed.

This woman has lost her mind and gone mad!

She, hasn't she been lingering in the imperial front and officialdom for a long time, will she not know the importance of proportion?

This time, she should have picked up the face she had just been wiped out by Donglin, how could she suddenly say this on such a high-sounding occasion?

Kong Yinzhi and the elders of the Confucian Mansion never expected that the so-called female master of the emperor's eldest son would say this.

The word "Holy House" is indeed inscribed by Yan Song, and Yan Song's granddaughter is also married to Confucius.

After the fall of Yan Song, the Confucian Mansion specially discussed whether to change the plaque, after all, he felt that this move was a bit of a self-protection and a downhill tone, and he was afraid that he would be chewed by those strange-tempered in the Shilin again, so he still kept this hot potato-like plaque on the main gate of the Confucian Mansion.

Subsequently, whether it was a regular or a major festival, officials from the Ministry of Rites and local governments, or the great Confucian people of Yanzhou, walked under Yan Song's handwriting, and tacitly avoided this topic.

As the years go by, the emperor changes, and how many old things from the past dynasties have disappeared into the dust, and this plaque doesn't seem to be so dazzling.

Unexpectedly, the scholars ignored it, and today a woman who was not even a eunuch and eunuch took it out to arrange it in front of the emperor's eldest son.

But seeing that the emperor's eldest son was also a little confused, he looked sideways at his teacher and said, "In this way, Yan Ge is always a traitor?" ”

Zheng Haizhu said: "The ministers are at a loss, the calligraphy is outstanding, the people are guilty, and the words are innocent." The Yansheng Mansion retains this plaque, which is precisely to carry forward the way of Confucius and Mencius. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, the style of painting changed suddenly, why did it sound like it was in the Kuakong Mansion again?

Although Kong Yinzhi and others didn't know what kind of teachings their ancestors had said about the words "carry forward", they immediately smacked and touched it, and the woman in front of them didn't seem to be here to stir up the situation, most of them just liked to behave, so quickly give her a high hat and tell her to shut up.

Kong Yinzhi hurriedly took over the conversation, twisted a sentence of Confucius Chinese whether it was made up or not, and said loudly: "Hundreds of workers live in order to succeed in their work, and gentlemen learn to make their way, and the master of Wenhua Hall really studied deeply and deeply in Confucius and Mencius. ”

Zhu Youxiao looked at Zheng Haizhu and saw that she was punching and Yinzhi leaning over shallowly, without the intention of continuing the topic, so he also moved forward.

When he crossed the threshold of the Confucian Mansion, the disgust of the young prince when he entered the city turned into the excitement of watching a good show.

Cao Banban said that Master Zheng wanted to give Confucius a little color to take a look, and Zhu Youxiao felt that he must still be holding back his big moves. Master Zheng didn't tell him, but it was just not time yet. He believed in Master Cheng's arrangement.

Wang Song, the head of the Ministry of Rites, glanced at Cao Huachun, who was full of smirks, and Zhu Yipai, the general of Zhenguo, who didn't seem to have heard anything, with the sense of smell cultivated by Huan Hai, he felt that something was not quite right.

But soon when he came to the second gate of the Confucian Mansion, the surnamed Zheng seemed to retreat a little wisely, raised his sleeves and stood solemnly, listening to Kong Yinzhi tell Zhu Youxiao the story of the origin of the Confucian Mansion courtyard designed by Li Dongyang, a scholar of the Ministry of Officials and a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Wang Song crossed Zheng Haizhu with a heart, came to the other side of Zhu Youxiao, and explained with Kong Yinzhi, as if the wise general occupied the military stronghold, and the blind foreign enemy could not attack.

Lu Xiangsheng paced to Zheng Haizhu's side.

After a quarrel under the pine tree in Lufu, Lu Xiangsheng was sure that Zheng Haizhu was not in a bad way, and the next day he came to ask him what good stories had been left by scribes in Taishan.

But at this moment, Lu Xiangsheng realized that what Zheng Haizhu wanted to do to Confucius was not just as simple as satirizing Confucius's descendants.

However, she did not disclose half of her plan to herself.

Lu Xiangsheng's eyes fell on the plaque of "Saint's Gate" written by Li Dongyang, and asked in a suppressed voice: "Madame will not be untargeted, what do you want to do?" ”

"If you want to attack the city, you will know if you look at it."

Lu Xiangsheng choked, thought for a moment, and asked again: "Do Your Highness and Gonggong Cao know?" ”

Zheng Haizhu asked softly: "What do you say?" ”

"Sister, the Confucian Mansion is not an ordinary duke's mansion."

"yes, that's why I chose it."

Zheng Haizhu said, quickly followed the large number of people in front of him, and came to the Chongguang Gate behind the second gate of the Confucian Mansion.

Chongguang Gate is the purple lacquer gate given by Emperor Jiajing to the Confucian Mansion, and the rule left behind is that it can only be opened when the emperor comes to the Confucian Mansion or holds a ceremony to worship Confucius.

This time it was only the eldest son of the emperor, the door was still closed, and the left and right door panels were pasted with bright door god patterns on a white background.

Kong Yinzhi and Wang Song of the Ministry of Rites were about to guide Zhu Youxiao to bypass Chongguang Gate from the east, only to hear the unfortunate female voice sound again.

"Please come close and take a look at the door god."

Zhu Youxiao walked over in response to the sound and said curiously, just like when he was looking at the model of the warship in the Wenhua Palace: "Master Zheng, this god, is it also like a door plaque, what is the allusion?" ”

"There are no allusions, there is thickness," Zheng Haizhu pointed to the door god and said, "Your Highness, please see, the door god of the Confucian Mansion is interesting, the old one doesn't seem to have been torn off, but the new one is pasted on the old one." ”

"Oh," Zhu Youxiao took a closer look and muttered, "It's not too thick." ”

Kong Yinzhi hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Your Highness, this custom was only started in the Confucian Mansion almost when the first emperor was in power, and it has indeed been more than thirty years. ”

"Thirty years?" Zheng Haizhu stared at Kong Yinzhi and asked, "How many gates are there in the Confucian Mansion and the Confucian Temple?" ”

Kong Yinzhi was stunned, he didn't know what kind of medicine this woman was going to sell in the gourd, and he really didn't know the number of doors as well as the subordinates in charge, so he opened his mouth for a while.

Behind Kong Yinzhi, a man in his forties, with thin cheeks and a somewhat gloomy gaze, walked up and said coldly, "Master Zheng, why do you ask this question?" ”

Zheng Haizhu was just at the gate of the city, and he was particularly eye-catching about the harrier eagle temperament that was different from that of the members of the Confucian Mansion, and he also remembered the identity of the other party, he was the master of the long house of a certain branch of the Confucian Mansion, and he was Kong Yinzhi's cousin, called Kong Shangyi.

Zheng Haizhu smiled modestly: "Princess, I have this question below, but after seeing the door god in person today, I am a little curious. It is the door god on the door of Xuan Heru Chongguang, even if more than 30 sheets are stacked in one place, it is not thick, and it will not be a thousand gold. Even if the Confucian Temple of Confucius has more than 100 rooms and 300 pictures per year, how can it cost hundreds of acres of Kotoda? ”

Kong Shangyi, who is older than Kong Yinzhi, heard the last question, and his heart snorted.

Sure enough, this woman is not a good stubble.