Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 439 You Instigate You to Be Nonsense

  After writing the Zhaiqiao couplets, Zhu Pingan checked the five couplets again, carefully confirmed the format and words were correct, and took a short rest.

  Checking the couplets is mainly to prevent typos in the couplets. This is not an unfounded worry for Zhu Pingan. Such an accident happened a few years ago. At that time, there was an Hanlin who was in charge of copying Qingci for Emperor Jiajing. After the festival, Emperor Jiajing asked the celestial master who was in charge of the feast at that time, whether Qingci had reached the heaven. As a result, the celestial master shook his head, sighed heavily and said, "Qingci did not reach the heaven, because someone wrote a typo in it, and the Lingguan who was in charge of the gate at the Nantian Gate of the heaven received the letter and found that there was a typo. It is confiscated, and there is no Tong Bing Shangxian." So Emperor Jiajing thoroughly checked the Qingci written by the Zhaijiao at that time, and found a typo. His skin was ripped apart and he almost died.

  Zhu Ping'an's inspection is to prevent such accidents.

  After resting for a while, Zhu Pingan unfolded a larger piece of ivy paper, which was used to write Qing Ci.

  After studying the "Zhaijiao Qing Ci Jing" presented by the old Taoist suspected of being Lan Daoxing, Zhu Ping's level of Qing Ci has risen in a straight line. At least he knows what kind of Qing Ci Emperor Jiajing prefers. There are three main points of Qing Ci that Emperor Jiajing liked. The first point is the writing style, which is the most basic; It is the core, Jane is in the heart of the emperor, in fact, what he said is what the understanding emperor Jiajing thinks, this is the simplest but also the most difficult.

Jane is in the heart of the emperor, and there are no more than ten people in the entire Ming Dynasty who can do this, among which Yan Song, Xu Jie, and Yan Shifan are the best; Yuan Wei, Li Chunfang, Yan Na, Guo Pu and others are slightly inferior, but they also It is excellent. Except for these people, no one else can do this. However, Zhu Ping'an is confident that he can be counted as one of them.

  After studying the "Zhaijiaoqing Ci Jing", and relying on the advantage of historical experience, Zhu Ping'an also has the capital of self-confidence.

  When Qing Ci first became popular in Emperor Jiajing, it was after the Jiajing Great Rites Incident. The Great Ritual Discussion "begins with competition for examinations, emperors, and emperors, then for temples and roads, and finally for temple worship and music and dance." and consolidate their dominance.

  So Emperor Jiajing only thought of two points, one is to consolidate his own rule, and the other is to worship Taoism and cultivate immortality.

  After straightening it out, Zhu Pingan spread out the ivy paper, took a brush and dipped it in gold powder, and wrote down the conceived green words word by word:

   Fu Yishu was built outside the court, the festival is coming, and the altar has been set up...

  After writing this Qingci, Zhu Pingan had two more writing brushes in his sleeve pockets, and the twelve brushes were scattered in two sleeve pockets.

After the five couplets and one Qing Ci were written, the middle-aged Taoist next to him held a magic weapon and performed a strange sacrificial dance on the altar, while still chanting, "Jishou worships Haotian devoutly, and Haotian goes to scriptures today Banquet. In the sutra banquet, golden light appears, and the light appears in the sky. Orbs hang. The pearls hang in the blue and fall. At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Yuanshi taught the immortals. The immortals danced and saluted the Taishang.

  Then the middle-aged Taoist bowed to heaven again, and then hung the couplets and Qingci one by one on the altar.

   "Thank you, my lord, please get off the altar and rest." After finishing all this, the middle-aged Taoist politely asked Zhu Pingan to get off the altar.

Zhu Pingan arched his hands slightly, then closed his sleeves and slowly walked down the altar. The reason why he closed his sleeves was because, ahem, there were a lot of writing brushes in the sleeves. The gold powder on the writing brushes was melted in a gold shop. How can there be three or four.

   After Zhu Ping'an got off the altar, he found that most of the others had also come down. Zhu Ping'an and Zhang Siwei just looked at each other. This time, the atmosphere of the feast is relatively thick, and from a distance, Emperor Jiajing and Tao Tianshi are doing a hand-cleaning ceremony, and the leader is by his side, so everyone present is relatively quiet. Zhu Ping quietly looked at Emperor Jiajing in the distance, wondering if Emperor Jiajing would dance to the Great God while doing the sacrificial offerings, it was simply too beautiful to look at.

  However, to Zhu Pingan's disappointment, after all the people from the Imperial Academy came down from the altar, they were led out of the Xiyuan directly, and Zhu Pingan's desire to see Emperor Jiajing dance the great **** was shattered.

  After the people of the Hanlin Academy left the gate of Xiyuan Palace, they went directly back to the Imperial Academy, and each went back to their respective places of work.

  Zhang Siwei was still thinking about Zhu Pingan's thick black school, so he followed Zhu Pingan back to Zangshu Pavilion. Anyway, he was fine for the time being.

"Ahem, just now I picked up a writing brush. I've confirmed it. It's real gold. I gave it to those stinky Taoist priests pretending to be ghosts for nothing. It's better to take advantage of myself. This writing brush of mine can at least be exchanged hehe... "

   "After listening to Zihou's thick black study, it is very inspiring."

Zhang Siwei entered the Library Pavilion, looked around and saw no one around, put his arm around Zhu Ping'an's shoulders, took out a writing brush from his sleeve, shook it in front of Zhu Ping'an, and winked his eyes triumphantly. .

  After Zhang Siwei finished speaking, he saw Zhu Pingan looking at him with a very strange look, so Zhang Siwei took it for granted that Zhu Pingan's eyes translated into "envy"...

"Hey, you don't have to envy brother too much, I just had such an idea on the altar..." Zhang Siwei patted Zhu Ping'an's shoulder complacently, and then taught by precepts and deeds like a good teacher, "Don't be envious, next time Next time, you can also..."

   After finishing speaking, Zhang Siwei found that Zhu Pingan's eyes were even more strange.

   "Hey, what kind of eyes do you have, cough, cough, okay, okay, please have lunch." Zhang Siwei touched his nose and compromised.

   After finishing speaking, Zhang Siwei found that Zhu Ping'an's eyes were even more strange, and they had reached the peak.

   "Hey, don't be dissatisfied, kid..." Zhang Siwei yelled dissatisfied.

Then

  The next second, Zhang Siwei was like a little rooster whose throat was pinched, his voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes looked like he had seen him for a long time.

  Because in his sight, Zhu Pingan casually pulled out a brush from his sleeve. It was full of gold powder, and the amount was more than his feet, at least one-half more.

   "You too..." Zhang Siwei swallowed before saying two words, and then stopped abruptly again as if someone had choked his throat.

  Because in his sight, after Zhu Pingan pulled out the first writing brush and put it on the table, he pulled out a gold pen from his sleeve again, which was full of weight.

   "You..." This time Zhang Siwei only had time to say a word, and then stopped abruptly again.

  In his line of sight, Zhu Pingan put down the second gold pen, and then took out the third gold pen, then the fourth, fifth, sixth to...then change sleeves one, two, three, four, and do it again...

  Zhang Siwei stared dumbfounded at Zhu Pingan taking out a total of twelve gold pens, unable to speak. Now Zhang Siwei understands the meaning of Zhu Pingan's eyes just now: Sibuza, you instigated you to be nonchalant

  (end of this chapter)