Classmate, he always spread dog food with the tyrant

Guozijian Jijiu received a report from the Minister of the Ministry of Rites early in the morning, and did not dare to delay for a moment, put on his official robes, and rushed to the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites to pay homage to the Shangguan.

Jiang Sizheng was also somewhat uneasy, secretly wondering what the Ministry of Rites would do, and was anxious when he saw Jijiu walking from the second door with a sullen face in his hand, holding an official hat.

Jiang Si was hurriedly walking over to take over the official hat for sacrificial wine: "My lord, what did Shang Shu discuss?"

Jijiu's expression was not good, and he asked, "How's the food in Jiansheng dining hall recently?"

"Dining hall?" Jiang Sizheng was startled, he didn't expect Shang Shu to ask about this matter: "Those supervising students are the children of officials and eunuchs after all, the dining hall has always been served with meat and vegetables, and there are desserts to eat, it's not bad after all. good."

Jijiu already knew that Jiang Sizheng was pocketing his own money, but since he was a member of the Empress Dowager, he couldn't say anything, so he just snorted coldly, "Can you go and see for yourself?"

Jiang Sizheng frowned when he heard the words, his chubby face was full of great doubts: "The Shangshu called you over just for this matter? Is the dignified Minister of Rites taking care of our dining hall?"

Although the Guozijian is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, the officials of the Ministry of Rites have always only worshiped the emperor and paid attention to the grand ceremonies of the country.

Jijiu shook his head, his voice sank a bit: "It's His Majesty who cares about this matter, Shangshu is just passing on a message."

"Your Majesty?" Jiang Sizheng stood up from his chair in shock: "Your Majesty personally visited our dining hall?"

His Majesty has always been indifferent to civil servants, and even the Imperial College, the civil servant reserve group, can't get half of the benefits. The previous order not to allow supervisors to bring young men to serve in the hall was issued by the emperor, and the officials of the Imperial College were secretly hurt by the supervisors. scold.

This time His Majesty actually personally intervened in the dining hall of the Imperial College?Could it be that the prison students are eating too well and living too comfortably?

It must be so!

Thinking about the past, Jiang Sizheng already knew roughly how to act: "It must be that His Majesty thinks that these little bastards eat too carefully. The children of officials and eunuchs, eat both meat and vegetables every now and then! How flattering, how flattering! From now on, the meals in the dining hall will definitely be simple, and they must not be allowed to live too comfortably!"

Jijiu looked at the aggrieved Jiang Sizheng, and was silent for a long time: "Sizheng, please sit down first, come, come, have a sip of tea."

Jiang Sizheng picked up the tureen, and his mood gradually calmed down. He had already started to tamper with the meal, but he didn't expect it to be in line with His Majesty's wishes. With His Majesty's support, those little bastards were not allowed to be punished by him!

The sacrificial wine said slowly: "Your Majesty means that although the supervisors are young, they have a bright future, and their stature and bearing in the future are related to the style of the imperial court. You can't be careless about eating or drinking."

Jiang Sizheng stopped drinking his tea, and was stunned for a moment: "Then... what does His Majesty mean?"

"Your Majesty has sent more than a dozen cooks from the palace from all over the north and south to take care of the food for the supervisors." Ruo Wu said, "Your Majesty also heard that the supervisors paid a lot of food expenses in the past, and the cooks will buy ingredients from that sum of money. If it is not enough, His Majesty will subsidize the rest from the treasury."

Jiang Sizheng trembled. The national treasury is His Majesty's private treasury. His Majesty has always loved money, and he always checks it every month with great enthusiasm. The last time he did the counting, he found that 300 taels of silver were missing. His Majesty was furious and asked ten people in charge to come together I suffered three hundred boards...

Jiang Sizheng didn't dare to let the emperor spend money, so he had no choice but to pay for it by himself...

Jiang Sizheng's heart aches when he thinks of the boy who is waiting to be fed, who is more edible than the other...

The sacrificial wine pierced Jiang Sizheng's wounded heart again: "Your Majesty heard that Jiang Sizheng was responsible for the previous meal, and the dishes must be Jiang Sizheng's favorite dishes. Your Majesty is sympathetic to you, and ordered Sizheng to eat it every day. Eat as usual."

Jiang Sizheng was struck by lightning: "I am Sizheng! Those meals are for the supervisors! According to the rules, I should go to He Lai Yuan for meals!"

The dishes in He Lai Yuan are exquisite, and only officials of the Imperial Academy with a doctoral degree or above are eligible to eat here.

Jijiu sighed and said: "Jiang Sizheng is talking about the rules, and I am talking about the will. You should think about which one to do."

After all, he got up and left.

Jiang Sizheng grabbed Jijiu's sleeve, wanting to cry without tears: "Master Jijiu, why did His Majesty make such a decree?"

He was really stunned by this decree. His Majesty has never liked the Imperial College. He has always been cruel to the gang of supervisors who always love to point out the country. The human skin straw is standing in front of the door. The blood is still wet. How could the tyrant let the palace The cook who waits on the ladies comes here to cook meals for the prison students?Still subsidizing money from the treasury?

Not to mention Yong Chi, a violent king, looking through the history books, even the most respectful and virtuous emperor has never acted like this!

……

Although Jiang Sizheng is a relative of the state, he has never been familiar with that cold-faced tyrant, and he has never met him a few times throughout the year, so he can't figure out Yongchi's mind at all.

"If you deceive all the students in the Imperial College as if they were teenagers, you will suffer a big fall sooner or later." Jijiu sighed and said confidingly: "You also know the children's family background, that Wei Jiuchao was a county The master's young master, Lu Weishi, and her mother often go to the palace to talk with the nobles, and they are involved in layers, and it is not impossible to listen to it!"

Jiang Sizheng gasped, and hurriedly said: "This subordinate knows."

"The superintendents are growing up, and they are pampered at home." Jijiu looked at him calmly: "The family sent them to the Imperial College to study, not to be wronged! This point, You must always remember it!"

"Yes yes yes!" Jiang Sizheng's head was covered with cold sweat: "I will keep this in mind, and I will definitely take this matter as the top priority!"

In the dining hall of Guozijian, all kinds of delicious dishes made by the chefs in the palace are lined up one by one, waiting for the choice of the supervisor, moss strips lake lotus root, braised crispy octopus, crispy fried squab... Dazzling food is delicious, let alone supervisors, even those who have always been in The officials who came to Heyuan for dinner also came after hearing the news, staring at the exquisite dishes with their rice plates, their appetites whetted.

However, all the delicious food has nothing to do with Jiang Sizheng.A majestic school secretary is squatting in a corner with a bitter face, eating alone the dishes that the Imperial College used to have with clear soup and little water.

The imperial decree made it clear that he had to eat this dish for a day in the Imperial College.

Jiang Sizheng is also a very talkative person who pays attention to quality. There are more than a dozen cooks in his family, and they have all kinds of delicacies from the north and the south.As a result, they were ordered by the imperial decree to eat such things. To put it mildly, it is to adjust the diet, but to put it bluntly, life is worse than death.

This lunch greatly ruined Jiang Sizheng's happiness in the workplace, and he even thought about packing up and going home.

Eating boiled vegetables in clear water every day, no matter how beautiful he stayed in the Imperial College, his life was boring!

However, those unsightly supervisors are always in groups, holding fragrant dinner plates, dangling in front of his eyes!

"Brother Lu, try my purse tenderloin later, I heard it is a famous dish in the palace."

Si Zheng stared at the juicy tenderloin, and felt that today's food was extremely difficult to swallow!

"I ordered the braised lion's head. I haven't been home for a long time. I just saw the momentum of the chef, and I knew that this Huaiyang dish is absolutely authentic."

……

Jiang Sizheng silently put down his chopsticks, ready to get up and leave this sad place.

"Si Zheng is also here." The two supervisors who came over did not know that there was an imperial edict, and asked respectfully: "Today's dishes are excellent, why are Si Zheng's dishes so light? Why don't you condescend to eat with the students?"

"No need." Jiang Sizheng suppressed his patience and swallowed wildly, his fat face twitching: "The doctor said that I am fat, and I should not eat fat and delicious food."

Jiang Sizheng didn't know how to explain his actions, so he simply dumped the blame on the doctor.

"So that's how it is! In front of the delicacies, Si Zhengzhen is a strange person, and the students admire him!" The two supervisors suddenly realized, and looked at the tofu on Jiang Sizheng's dinner plate, and nodded: "Eat more tofu, Si Zheng Zhengding can prolong life."

Jiang Sizheng took a deep breath, prolonging his life, what a ghost, he was so angry that he was about to pass out on the spot, okay!

When everyone else went to the dining hall to enjoy the emperor's grace, Qi You never showed up. He was detained by his husband because his handwriting was too irregular.

Qi You lifted the curtain and went out of the hall. Wei Jiuchao and Zhao Zhao, who had been waiting outside for a long time, hurriedly surrounded him and said, "Sir, did you not punish you?"

Qi You shook his head: "Mr. also knows that I have worked hard, but he just looked at my handwriting and sighed. He didn't say much. He just asked me to go home and practice again."

Zhao Zhao frowned: "What do you mean?"

Qi You muttered, "I mean it's hopeless."

After all, she looked back at Wei Jiuchao miserably: "Jiuchao, tell me that my handwriting isn't ugly, right? Didn't you also praise my big calligraphy for being beautiful!"

Qi You felt that he was talented enough. After he passed the book, he studied hard and practiced hard. He wanted to applaud his progress from having never touched a brush to being able to write neat big characters.

It's a pity that Chun Wei wants to use the Taige style that is a bit more correct than lower case.

Wei Jiuchao nodded and said, "Ah You's handwriting is okay, but it's too big to look at."

Qi You recalled the past, and immediately said proudly: "Master, my words are like his own."

"Don't make trouble." Wei Jiuchao smiled and pushed him: "You have to pay attention to this matter, you still have to practice Taige style well before Chunwei."

"Even if you are lucky enough to escape Chunwei, when you enter the imperial court in the future, you must use correct lowercase scripts." Zhao Zhao lowered his voice: "Think about your majesty's patience. If you dare to write big characters for him, the scriptures will be more than 100 pages at a time. , he can take your head off."

"It's true." Wei Jiuchao shared the hearsay ghost story of a tyrant: "The style of the Taige written by the former minister of rites was not correct, and he was directly thrown into prison after being reprimanded by His Majesty."

Qi You nodded, and made a brief summary of his fate: "Anyway, if I write capital characters again, I will be miserable in capital letters in the future."

A few people walked into the school classroom talking and laughing, preparing to take the tableware to the dining hall, but they could smell the strong aroma of rice as soon as they entered the door.

Qi You took a closer look, and saw that his ebony table was already filled with various steaming dishes, and he couldn't help wondering, "Whose kindness is this, to help me bring the meals to the classroom?"

The author has something to say: A Chi: Who is spreading rumors again, what should I do if I scare my daughter-in-law!

Yoyo: Kouheng

Ah Chi: From now on, I love to read big characters and only read big characters, so you can practice according to Youyou's characters, but they can't be bigger than my daughter-in-law's!