At first glance, it seemed to be rude, just praising the crown princess, thinking carefully, Lao Zhu ruled the country with filial piety, coupled with the expectation of his children and grandchildren, this wave of licking was really amazing, and everyone was ashamed of themselves.

Filial piety is the basic national policy of the Ming Dynasty, and the national policy needs someone to implement it, and these executors are state officials, and they must not be filial piety, which is related to the imperial examination system. First of all, the talents selected by the imperial examination are all the pillars of the country, and after becoming a member of the country's ruling class, they directly participate in the implementation of national policies.

Zhu Yuanzhang believes that "the people are safe, the world is safe", so he proposed filial piety to rule the world. He was born poor, and his parents died at the age of fifteen, but he never forgot his parents, and he could only relieve his longing through sacrifices. After becoming the emperor, he will sacrifice in the Fengxian Hall every festival, and he will also let people draw the "Filial Piety Map" to educate his children and grandchildren.

After the death of Queen Ma, she was buried in the mausoleum he built in the Purple Mountain in Nanjing, and Zhu Yuanzhang named her "Empress Xiaoci Gao", so this mausoleum is called "Filial Piety Tomb". The name of filial piety is taken from the word filial piety in the confession, and has the meaning of "ruling the world with filial piety".

Zhu Yuanzhang himself still attaches such importance to filial piety, and his officials can't prevaricate, so he attaches great importance to the certification of candidates' qualifications. If a person who passes the election and takes the exam has a loss of virtue in the future, especially if it is rumored to be unfilial, it will have a great impact on the country. Only by leading by example can the officials above have a position and better demand others. The so-called "those who want to correct others must first correct themselves", this is the truth.

Zheng Xiong's poem may be a little inappropriate, but he will definitely not be punished for it, and if he is punished, it will be a slap in the face.

Sure enough, the poems made by Zheng Xiong, Wu Bozong, and Guo Chong were quickly put in front of Lao Zhu, and Mao Xiang, the future leader of the Jinyi Guard, handed over the poems and retreated.

"Come, let's take a look at this new champion and this Zheng Xiong's masterpiece."

Wu Bozong's poems are a bit pretending, the key is to pat the fart, Guo Chong's poems are pure sycophants, everyone is noncommittal, just praise it.

It wasn't until Zheng Xiong's poems were read out that they were a little polarized, Lao Zhu and a group of Huaixi nobles were all big and coarse, and they felt a meaning for this somewhat vulgar poem: the future emperor and grandson are very filial. The Chang family is a member of the Huaixi Lord, and the Huaixi Lordship is also honored, and the emperor and grandson have not yet been born, but their reputation can also spread all over the world with this poem.

I don't like the orthodox literati, such as Song Lian, who said critically.

"Although this poem has a profound meaning and coincides with His Majesty's concept of governing the country with filial piety, the wording of the words has finally come to fruition."

Hearing Song Lian's words, the Huaixi nobles were not happy.

"Okay, you old Song Er, we can understand this poem, do you not agree with this saying that Your Majesty's future emperor and grandson will be filial and sensible?"

Song Lian just commented, but he didn't expect to stab the hornet's nest, and these people turned against him, and he hurriedly explained.

"Your Majesty, Wechen didn't mean that, Wechen just felt that the wording was inappropriate, so he didn't have to be so rude."

Lao Zhu just smiled faintly.

"It's okay, let's forgive you for your innocence, this Zheng Xiong can not only make this small Huimin Pharmacy bigger, but also have a hand in this poem, our future grandson must be filial. Spread my will, and there will be a reward. Wu Bozong, Guo Chong dedicated poems to meritorious, reward five horses, Zheng Xiong's poem flaws do not hide Yu, filial piety is the first of a hundred goodness, want to govern people first righteous heart, hundreds of officials should be filial piety to hold the foundation, give Zheng Xiongjin twenty horses, as a reward. ”

Tang Bohu's poems like it very much, polarization is serious, fortunately, Lao Zhu obviously doesn't care about these, maybe Lao Zhu also belongs to this kind of person, his cultural level is limited, and the poems he does are also straightforward and impartial to Zheng Xiong.

For example, Lao Zhu's poem.

"Killed millions of soldiers in Jiangnan, and the sword on his waist was still bloody.

The old monk didn't know the heroes, so he just asked for his name. ”

The eldest brother doesn't talk about the second brother, in Lao Zhu's eyes, although the level is worse than his own, one filial piety word is enough.

The reward has been handed down, and judging from the number of rewards, it can be seen that the bigwigs recognize Zheng Xiong more, and Zheng Xiong obviously won the first game in this game.

Of course, this is not convincing to the public, and the level of rhetoric Zheng Xiong is obviously not convincing, and there is one person among the jinshi.

"Xiaguan Lin Hong, there is a clumsy song, please give me some advice."

"Remembering Zheng Er with Huang Yixiu's Talented Talents in the Rainy Night Floating Pavilion Small Collection"

"The incense lantern is full of remnants, and I remember my travels with you.

The ruler book is not enough to pass through the spring geese, and the bottle of wine meets the night clock.

The wind moves the oak branches to turn the dark magpie, and the rain is deep and the sand well is ringing.

Shame on himself who is shallow, who recruits hidden, still hides Qiu Fan to learn Wolong. ”

At the end of the song, all the cheering kings shouted hello, Zheng Xiong's face was strange, I was standing in front of you, you actually want to remember me, bah, bah.

"In Xia Zhengxiong, the second line at home, I don't have a friend like you, please change it."

Lin Hong almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, shameless, everyone listened to Zheng Xiong's words, looked at Lin Hong with suspicion, and almost said: I'm afraid it's a sixth child.

"The withdrawal is laughing, this is a friend of the lower official, and it has nothing to do with the withdrawal, if the withdrawal can't guide the lower official, you can admit defeat."

"That's good, the official can't instruct you, a clumsy work is presented, and everyone will taste one or two."

"A Cut of Plum Blossoms, Rain Hitting Pear Blossoms Deep Closed Door"

"The rain hit the pear blossom and closed the door, forgetting the youth, mistaking the youth.

Who is happy to talk about? Ecstasy under the flowers, ecstasy under the moon.

Sorrowful gathering eyebrows, thousands of marks, 10,000 marks.

Xiao looks at the sky and looks at the clouds at dusk, and thinks about you when you walk, and thinks about you when you sit. ”

The air was suddenly quiet, and a pair of glasses swept between Zheng Xiong and Lin Hong, was it so undisguised? Inadvertently, it seems to have eaten a big melon.

Lin Hong looked at Zheng Xiong with a stunned expression, and the eyes of his colleagues made Lin Hong's face even more feverish.

Zheng Xiong was still proud at the beginning, at this level, it was obviously more than a step higher than Lin Hong, and Tang Bohu was still very powerful. It took a long time to react, and your inquiring eyes are very wrong, rub, these two poems seem to be confessing.

"The official's clumsiness is not aimed at anyone, and the official is thinking about women, don't think about it."

"I'm worried about the withdrawal, what do we think, it's your business with the two of you, what do we mix, the withdrawal continues, we'll see."

The expressions of a group of people obviously eating melons made Zheng Xiong want to cry without tears, this plagiarized poem can also overturn, it's really a hell.