The leave system of Ming officials has undergone a long evolutionary process.

Grandpa Tai was a workaholic, and thought that officials should only work like him, without resting.

Therefore, the officials of the Hongwu Dynasty were particularly miserable. There are only three days off a year: the Spring Festival, the winter solstice, and the birthday of the Son of Heaven.

Taizong Ye "Fengtian is difficult", and after Yingtian ascended the throne, he was a little more relaxed. In the seventh year of Yongle, he ordered the eleventh day of the first month to the twenty-first day of the first month, and gave 100 officials ten days off.

Xuanzong extended the holiday to the Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival.

In the Xianzong period, the Han system of "five days and one rest" was directly enabled. The last four days are one day off. Compared with Taizu, Xianzong can be called a peerless good boss.

On the last day of rest in November of the 23rd year of Chenghua, the weather was good, and the winter sun was warm.

Huaien shouted to his godgranddaughter Tangtang, and his godgrandson Changfeng came to the Yongding River to fish for Wang Ba.

Between a fat figure and a young and muscular figure, there is a small one.

More than 100 regimental soldiers guarded the surroundings. More than a dozen eunuchs stood and served.

The three of them sat for an hour, and the fishing rod did not move at all.

Suddenly, Wynne's clubhead flickered.

Chang Feng reminded: "Grandpa, I've taken the bait." ”

Wynne is a small fish three fingers long.

Tangtang chanted on the side: "Wang Ba doesn't take the bait, and the little fish is fooling around." ”

Wynne plucked the fish and threw it into the water. He sighed: "Alas. ”

Chang Feng asked, "Why is Grandpa sighing?" ”

Wynne said: "Let Wan An worry!" That bastard is as thick-skinned as the wall of Deshengmen. Seven or eight times a month, I hinted and said it explicitly, and asked him to deliver the old twists. ”

He pretended to be stupid when he returned. This man is greedy for power. Dead or alive refused to hand over the position of first assistant. ”

"The emperor is also worried about this. However, the emperor insisted on expelling him from the capital by fair and honest means. ”

"Since we want to use fair and honest means, we can't plant false accusations. That guy is very meticulous in his work. For a while, I found his handle. ”

Chang Feng lifted the fishing rod in his hand: "Our Commander Zhu has searched for his private file in the stall. As a result, there was only a blank piece of paper in the private box. ”

Jin Yiwei is in charge of monitoring officials. The hundred officials of the imperial court all have private files in the brocade guards. The handles of the officials will be recorded in the private files.

However, Wan An was cheeky and connected with the Wan family. Wan Guifei was happy and asked Wantong to empty his private file.

Huaien said: "I still have to think about it and hold the evidence of Wan'an's crimes." With the evidence of the crime, the emperor can justifiably let him get out. ”

Chang Feng fell silent, pondering how to deal with Wan An.

At this moment, Tangtang's fishing rod tightened: "Grandpa, brother, it seems to be the eighth king!" ”

Chang Feng said casually: "It's a small fish, right?" ”

Wynne shouted from the sidelines, "No! The rods are bent! Good doll, give me the pole. ”

Sugar Candy gives the rod to Wynne. Wynne mentioned it vigorously, and he actually caught a three-pound king eight!

Wynne laughed: "It's still good luck for a good doll!" ”

Chang Feng helped Wynn take off Wang Ba from the fishhook. I saw that the back of this king was engraved with the words "many sons and many blessings".

In the capital, there is the custom of carving words on the back of a turtle and praying for blessings.

Wynne looked at it: "Yo, it's the eighth king of prayer." You can't slaughter the stew. Let's release it. ”

Chang Feng put Wang Ba into the water. He laughed at himself and thought: If you want to "have many sons", what's the use of just carving words on the back of the turtle and releasing them. I still have to practice eighteen ways with my wife and concubine.

My family is very strong in kung fu. Fight with me every day. Isn't this pregnant!

That's right, after more than half a year of uninterrupted leg exercises, diligent practice at night, and occasional morning and afternoon exercises...... Liu Xiaoyan is pregnant. She is three months pregnant.

Suddenly, Chang Feng had a flash of inspiration: the joy of the bed and the entertainment of the banquet are not only a kung fu of eighteen legs. At the beginning, Wan'an made a fortune, relying on the kind that sent all kinds of kung fu cheats to the emperor, with vivid illustrations.

He blurted out, "There you have! ”

Wynne asked, "What's there?" ”

Chang Feng said: "Let Wan'an get out of the way!" Grandpa, the dignified Shoufu will send a flattering book to the emperor if he has nothing to do. To put it mildly, this is called the evil of the king, offering flattery and inviting pets. ”

"To put it more seriously, this is called using lewd techniques to corrupt the body of the first emperor dragon. led to the early collapse of the emperor in his prime! ”

"The civil officials of the Ming Dynasty, at least on the surface, attach the most importance to the four words of courtesy, righteousness and shame."

"Sending a flattering book to the emperor, that's called Tian shameless!"

"Just find those flattering books that Wan An gave to the emperor. It was made public in the early dynasties. The emperor had a reason to expel Wan An. ”

"The civil officials of the Manchu Dynasty will also help Wan'an get out."

Wynne directly put the fishing rod on the side: "Good grandson! How did I forget about this stubble? No more fishing. You go home with Sugar Candy first. I'll go to the palace. ”

The three grandparents broke up by the Yongding River. Chang Feng rode a horse and returned home with Sugar Candy.

In the fruit plate in the hall of Changfu, there is a bunch of sweet bananas.

Ganbana is not something that ordinary people can eat in Daming. After all, it is a specialty of Liangguang, and it needs to be transported into Beijing by official road post horses for a long distance.

Chang Feng picked one up casually and opened it for Tangtang to eat. He asked Liu Xiaoyan: "Where did you get the sweet banana?" ”

Liu Xiaoyan replied: "The governor of Guangxi paid tribute to the palace. Empress Zhang asked the father-in-law of Kunning Palace to send a string to our family. ”

Empress Zhang's life was saved by the Chang family. Since taking charge of the Sixth Palace, he has treated Liu Xiaoyan very well.

She gave a banquet in Kunning Palace, and the duchess and Yipin ordered to sit under Liu Xiaoyan. The specialties of the harem from all over the country, she will occasionally divide some and give her sister Liu Xiaoyan a taste.

Chang Feng suddenly remembered the "big secret" that Ji Xiao said before he died.

Curiosity drove him to ask Liu Xiaoyan: "Do you have winter dates at home?" ”

Liu Xiaoyan replied: "Yes." ”

Chang Feng said: "Take a handful." ”

Not long after, Liu Xiaoyan brought a handful of winter dates.

Chang Feng took two bites of winter dates, ate another bite of sweet banana, and chewed them together in his mouth.

Both things are sweet, but after chewing two bites, Chang Feng suddenly felt suffocated!

This Nima ...... What a weird smell! It's disgusting!

Chang Feng is not Zhu Ji, nor is he the eighth old man of the island city in later generations. He hadn't eaten, so he didn't know what tasted like.

But the taste that went straight to the heavenly spirit cover in his mouth....... Maybe it's like eating!

"Gross!" , Chang Feng spit out the mixture of winter dates and sweet bananas in his mouth, and rinsed his mouth with tea.

Liu Xiaoyan asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Chang Feng scolded: "I fell for the conspiracy of the demon monk Jixiao!" ”

Ji Xiao's joking words before he died were actually true.

Sweet bananas and winter dates are eaten together, and they do have the taste of.

But Jixiao was sure that anyone who didn't know about this strange knowledge would definitely try it out of curiosity after hearing about it.

This is not a conspiracy, it can be called a conspiracy.

Chang Feng is completely on the spot. I believe you ghost, this bad old monk is very bad! He deserves to be pierced through his chest by bamboo shoots!

At the end of the rest day, early the next morning, Chang Feng came to Jinyiwei.

Sun Luan said: "You go to command the envoy to be on duty." The commander and the governor are waiting for you. ”

Chang Feng came to the command room.

Wynne said: "Great grandson." The emperor personally gave you an errand. This is an urgent task, and you must do it well. ”

Chang Feng asked, "What errand?" ”

Wynn said: "It's your business - copying homes." ”

Chang Feng asked again: "Whose house is it to copy?" ”

Wynne laughed, "Guess what. ”

Chang Feng said: "Which corrupt official's home? ”

Wynne shook his head slightly.

Chang Feng said: "Which demon monk, Taoist priest, and Fang Shi's home?" ”

Wynne still shook his head.

Chang Feng continued to ask: "Which noble prince's house is that?" ”

Wynne continued to shake his head.

Chang Feng was surprised: "It can't be the mansion of a feudal king, right?" ”

Huaien shook off his burden: "The emperor has issued an edict to let you raid the Qianqing Palace!" ”

Chang Feng was dumbfounded: "Copying the palace? ”