Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 980 Encountering disputes

  At around noon, after eating vegetarian food in the palace, Zhu Pingan and Gao Gong returned from Xiyuan to Yuwang Mansion together.

   "Heh, Zi Hou, tell me, what's the benefit of setting up an altar for fasting in this natural and man-made disaster?!"

   On the way back, Gao arched his hands behind his back, sneered, and said to Zhu Pingan, with a look of arrogance and resentment.

this

   Zhu Pingan didn't know how to answer Gao Gong's question. The topic Gao Gong raised was fundamentally a political error. You must know that Emperor Jiajing wanted to cultivate himself to become an immortal, and he respected Taoism in his bones, and fasting is an important ritual that is indispensable to Taoism. Therefore, under this general background, any questioning and criticism of the fasting ceremony is a political mistake.

  Yang Tinghe, the elder of the three dynasties who was the chief assistant, criticized Zhaijiao, saying that Zhaijiao was not credible, and was dismissed by Emperor Jiajing in a rage. Xia Yan and others were all **** lessons.

  Mo Yi Zhaijiao.

  The instructor Xu Jie has reminded himself more than once.

  However, with Gao Gong's character, if he praised Zhaijiao against his will in order to avoid political mistakes, Gao Gong's saliva would spray his face.

  How to answer?

this is a problem.

  Just when Zhu Ping'an was in a dilemma, he noticed the surrounding environment from the corner of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up instantly.

Ha ha

   Sure enough, no one who has left a famous name in history is simple, especially the old fox Gao Gong.

  Zhu Pingan slandered Gao Gong in his heart.

Next, Zhu Pingan also made an expression of resentment, hehe, shook his head, the voice was not loud, but the momentum was impassioned, "Hehe, in front of Brother Suqing, Pingan will not be aggressive. From the point of view of safety, one should make fasting and set up a prayer as a matter of prayer, and it must be rejected, and it should not be trusted. Although setting up a prayer is a matter of prayer, when natural disasters and man-made disasters occur, the first thing that should not be considered is to set up a bath. It is a waste of human and material resources and financial resources. Natural disasters are disaster relief and disaster relief, and lessons are learned in the later stage to take precautions; man-made disasters are strictly governed by people, ruled by laws, and eliminated politics.”

  The reason why Zhu Ping'an dared to make such a statement was because he noticed his surroundings just now out of the corner of his eye.

   Now in the square, there is no one around, as long as the voice is controlled, there is no need to worry about spreading rumors.

  The reason why Gao Gong dared to be so angry just now must be because he noticed this. Otherwise, with Gao Gong's IQ and more than ten years of experience in the officialdom, he could think of the unquestionable ritual, so how could Gao Gong not think of it.

  That's why Zhu Pingan slandered the old fox.

   "Zi Hou's words are very true. Tao Zhongwen, an old man with a strong nose, has done hundreds of fasting feasts. If the fasting feasts are useful, I should have been in good weather early tomorrow, and the four seas are clear and the eight wastes are in charge. How could there be such natural and man-made disasters..."

  Gao Gong nodded, and then complained indignantly. He had unusual opinions on Zhaijiao and Tao Zhongwen.

  After passing through the square, there were more and more people. Gao Gong changed the subject without a trace, and came to discuss the scriptures with Zhu Pingan. Zhu Pingan didn't seem to notice the changes in the environment, and looked attracted by Gao Gong's topic of classics and righteousness, and discussed with Gao Gong the spring and autumn of classics and righteousness along the way.

   Discussing Jingyi Chunqiu in this way, the two of them arrived at Prince Yu's Mansion unknowingly.

   Entering Yuwang Mansion, the two walked along the middle road to Chang'an Hall, which is the office of Yuwang Mansion.

On the way to Chang'an Hall along the middle road, when they approached the intersection of the middle courtyard and the west courtyard, Zhu Ping'an and Gao Gong saw a group of people gathered in front of them. From time to time, there were voices of scolding, arguing, and arguing, mixed with the voices of girls crying aggrievedly.

What's going on here?

Zhu Pingan looked up and saw an acquaintance in the crowd, that was Guanshi Liu, standing in the center of the crowd and playing the role of referee in the middle, but looking at Guanshi Liu with his hands on his forehead and frowning, it seemed that he was the referee. Not optimistic.

   Walking closer, I can see and hear more clearly.

There was a piece of silk cloth on the place, and the two maids arguing around the silk cloth were not very old, one was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a standard oval face, delicate features, and a rather pure appearance; Even younger, she looks about fifteen years old, although she is young, her development is quite precocious, her chest is bulging, her face is still childish, but she is naturally charming, even if she is bulging The drums are all charming and moving.

  The two girls looked like angry victims at this moment.

  There are more than ten girls around, and they are also divided into two factions, one group supports the innocent girls, and the other group supports the charming girls, and the two sides are in a faint confrontation.

   Guanshi Liu stood between the two girls who were arguing, serving as the referee in the center, followed by two servants.

   "You are talking nonsense, this is obviously the silk cloth I received, and you stole my silk cloth."

  The pure maid pointed at the charming girl and accused her angrily, her shoulders trembled slightly, her eyes were red and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, but she was forced to hold back by her stubbornness, unwilling to cry in front of everyone.

   "You're just talking nonsense. This is obviously the silk cloth I got. You stole my silk cloth and beat it back."

The charming girl's cheeks were puffed up, like a hamster with its mouth full of food, her little finger pointed at the pure maid, trembling with anger, the bean-sized tears fell down her charming little face, and she pouted angrily. The small mouth seems to be able to hang a small silver bottle.

"I believe Mo'er, you must have stolen it from Feng'er, just admit it honestly, you also did something wrong for a while, and we will plead with the steward for you. We know your details, your father is a A dilapidated mason, his family suffered a disaster and couldn't survive, so he dragged his family and fled to the capital. When he arrived in the capital, your father couldn't find a job, and your mother fell ill, so your father sold you to our house. You stole Silk cloth, it must be for your family, so you just admit it honestly, we all entered the mansion together, and we will intercede for you. For the sake of your filial piety, the steward will treat you lightly. "

"That's right, Feng'er, we all came into the mansion in one batch, so there's no need to hurt the sisterhood for a piece of silk cloth. Have you forgotten how Sister Mo'er took care of you? You didn't make it in time to sweep the yard for dinner, did you?" Who brought you the rice? You broke the glazed lampshade, so who begged for you..."

   "Your family is short of money, and you can't steal things..."

  The few maids behind the pure maid couldn't help standing up for the pure maid, pointing fingers at the charming girl.

   "You guys are talking nonsense, I wasn't the one who broke the glazed lampshade last time..." The charming girl's cheeks bulged even more, and she couldn't wait to go up and scratch the maid who said she broke the glazed lampshade.

   "Sister Feng'er brings more meals to Sister Mo'er."

   "Sweeping the yard should have been Sister Mo'er's job..."

   "Last time I lost my hairpin. Sister Feng'er returned it to me if she didn't find it. Sister Feng'er is not a thief."

  The maid next to the charming maid was not far behind, and stood up to stand up for her, fighting back against the pure maid.

  As for Liu Guanshi in the middle, he felt countless ducks quacking around him at this moment, and his brain exploded.

  (end of this chapter)