Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

On Lin Yuan's case table is the "dictionary" sent by Song Lian and Zhou Rong. The name of this dictionary has not yet been determined, and it will be sent to various places after Lin Yuan passes it. The teachers in the country promote it, and when the teachers have learned it, they will teach it to the students.

After looking through it, Lin Yuan felt that it was almost done, and decided to let the courtiers take a look at it tomorrow morning.

"Still sleeping?" Chen Bosong had already started to undress.

Lin Yuan walked over, and untied Chen Bosong's belt with a strange gesture, smiling while undoing it: "I and the general untie the battle robe."

Chen Bosong was expressionless.

Lin Yuan made a colorful joke, but unfortunately Chen Bosong couldn't understand, he had no audience.

Chen Bosong sleeps a lot on the dragon bed, and he is not as nervous as he was at the beginning. After eating and knowing the taste, he is like a wild wolf who has eaten meat. Every night, he is ready to move around. He is still very disciplined, and he must wait for it. Lights and bed nets to get started.

But he is also very unruly, as long as he enters the bed tent, he will have no worries, as if that side of the world is independent.

Lin Yuan prefers to be on top.

His hands will be placed on Chen Bosong's chest and abdominal muscles, which makes him feel in charge of everything.

However, he did not reject being suppressed by Chen Bosong.

Different postures have different cool points.

Chen Bosong is like a wolf, he likes to bite Lin Yuan's neck.

When the tent calmed down, Lin Yuan was too tired to move. Chen Bosong got out of bed and poured him a glass of warm water. Ever since Lin Yuan told him that drinking tea at night would make him unable to fall asleep, he never gave Lin Yuan any sleep at night. Pour over the tea.

Chen Bosong came over with a teacup filled with warm water. He lifted the bed curtain, and a smell of love came over his face. Chen Bosong got up almost instantly.

Lin Yuan took the water glass and drank a cup. His whole body was dripping with sweat, and the sheets under him were also wet.

It was Chen Bosong who went to hug a new one.

Just when he was about to change, Lin Yuan hooked his neck and smiled at him: "One more time, don't change for nothing."

Chen Bosong looked at Lin Yuan's smile and returned to the bed.

Lin Yuan has been watching Chen Bosong's expression from time to time. Chen Bosong is very fierce when he is doing things, and his expression is a little ferocious, but he finds it very sexy, probably because his aesthetics are broken.

Only after this time did Chen Bosong change the sheets and bedding, and throw the dirty ones aside, and wash them tomorrow morning.

Almost all the servants on his side knew about Lin Yuan and Chen Bosong, but they didn't know how Er Liang disciplined them, and they didn't leak any news for so long.

But it doesn't make any difference to Lin Yuan whether he reveals it or not.

After changing the sheets and quilts, Chen Bosong lay down next to Lin Yuan, turned over and put his arms around Lin Yuan's waist, with a dazed expression on his face.

He has been like this recently, and he seems to always feel that he is dreaming.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yuan asked him, "Can't sleep?"

Chen Bosong said seriously: "I will not marry a wife."

Lin Yuan: "Yes."

Chen Bosong looked at Lin Yuan, his eyes seemed to be shining under the dim light.

Still green.

So Lin Yuan probed and kissed his forehead: "Don't worry, you are the only one in my harem, you are the only one."

Chen Bosong didn't expect Lin Yuan to say that, he frowned, remembering that the court was talking about the draft these days, every time he heard it, he felt as if someone had stabbed him in the chest.

No... that feels more painful than being stabbed.

No matter how many injuries he suffered on the battlefield, no matter how deep the wound was, he had never felt this way.

Yes, how could the emperor not have a harem?With no harem and no heirs, who will inherit the throne in the end?

Chen Bosong has been waiting for the day when Lin Yuan gets married since Lin Yuan ascended the throne.

After being with Lin Yuan, he was still waiting.

But he didn't know what Lin Yuan would do if he really had a harem.

Will pretend not to know?But at that time, Lin Yuan was going to the Linxing Harem, and their nights would become less and less.

And he didn't think he would attract Lin Yuan's attention more than those charming little girls.

Or he asked himself to leave Beijing and go to a certain border to station, maybe every three to five years he would come to Beijing to take a look at Lin Yuan.

It's just that Lin Yuan was sitting on the dragon chair at that time, and he was standing among the officials.

When Lin Yuan has a son, maybe he will send gifts to Beijing.

He was almost desperately waiting for that day to come.

But now Lin Yuan said, only him?

Chen Bosong couldn't believe it, he turned his head to look at Lin Yuan, his eyes were burning, and there seemed to be another cluster of burning flames inside, he heard his hoarse voice asking: "What about the throne?"

Lin Yuan smiled and said, "I have a younger sister."

"Even if not, I will think of other ways. In the Song Dynasty, there were clan sons who were not born to the emperor to inherit the throne." Lin Yuan saw Chen Bosong's panic, and comforted him softly, "You have to have confidence in me."

Chen Bosong finally let go of the heart he had been carrying all along.

Excited, he rolled over again.

Let's exercise again before going to bed, Lin Yuan thought.

As a result, when it was time to get up, Lin Yuan realized what a wise saying "the emperor will rise up in a short day, and the king will not go to court early" is a famous saying.

He's full, but really tired, especially around the waist.

Just like riding a horse, Chen Bosong has to move his waist after riding a horse, and Chen Bosong is tired for a long time.

Erliang walked in after hearing Lin Yuan's call.

Turn a blind eye to stray laundry and sheets on the floor.

He also turned a blind eye to Chen Bosong who was still sleeping soundly on the dragon bed.

Lin Yuan got up lightly, not waking Chen Bosong up. Anyway, generals don't have to go to court every day, reporting sick is common.

After all, military generals cannot participate in the decision-making of the government, and at most they just go to talk about it.

Erliang put on the dragon robe and crown for Lin Yuan, and then left the palace behind Lin Yuan.

The eunuchs in the dormitory didn't look sideways, they were all disciplined by Erliang.

Erliang didn't know when he turned on this skill, he held all the eunuchs who could get close to Lin Yuan in his palm, and he couldn't leak any news about Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan even felt that Erliang was suitable to be the head of a spy, but he was unlucky enough to see that he still had this talent.

When it was time to go to court, the officials had already arrived, and Lin Yuan was sitting on the dragon chair, and someone handed them a dictionary.

The name of the dictionary is "Mingde Dictionary", and the name of the year is quite appropriate.

All the officials knew that it took a long time to compile this dictionary, and they also knew how clear Lin Yuan's idea of ​​promoting "new characters" and "simplified characters" was. Today, no one will go against Lin Yuan anymore.

"Your Majesty's foresight is truly a blessing to the people!"

No one expected that Zheng Qingfeng would be the first to stand up.

Zheng Qingfeng has been really proud of himself recently. His Metropolitan Procuratorate has gradually set up airs. With Li Linqing, he has become even more powerful. He quickly recruited a group of students, many of whom were from the same Jinshi background, and they were all at the age of showing their sharpness. Everyone is jealous.

The team has been set up, how will it develop next, all the officials of the court are staring at them.

But I have to admit that Zheng Qingfeng has been very busy recently, bringing many people in and out, and the officials are both jealous and sympathetic.

After all, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is not a good job.

I don't know how to get promoted, maybe Zheng Qingfeng will stay in this position for the rest of his life.

In the eyes of officials, Zheng Qingfeng is a noble literati who hates evil like hatred.

Although it is not flattering, these are indeed excellent qualities and noble virtues.

A person of high moral character says that "simplification of characters" is a good thing that benefits the country and the people. Can they object?

Who can sing against a person of high moral character?

Those who want to speak out to persuade them have to go through their minds to see if they have any bad deeds that will be caught and criticized.

Thinking about it this way, Lin Yuan had already said above: "In this case, let's send it to various government offices to start promoting."

In addition to the dictionary, Zhou Rong and Song Lian worked together to figure out the pinyin.

It cannot be called pinyin, but phonetic symbols, similar to the phonetic symbols used in modern Taiwan, not English characters.

More like radicals.

With two credits for creating characters and sounds, Lin Yuan is going to give Song Lian and Zhou Rong rewards and promotions.

Song Lian was originally a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, in charge of the Hanlin Academy, the fifth rank, Lin Yuan transferred him to the Ministry of Rites as the Minister of Rites, the second rank, if there is no accident, he will die in this position.

Zhou Rong did not reach the sky in one step, Lin Yuan transferred him to the Ministry of Industry, he was appointed as a doctor, and he was the fifth grade.

But for Zhou Rong, this is tantamount to reaching the sky in one step, he can go to court to discuss politics.

He was not qualified to go to court before, he was just a petty official, and he had to salute everyone he saw.

As soon as Lin Yuan's appointment was made, Zhou Rong's family wept with joy, crying so much that the neighbors knew that at his parents' age, he still struggled to kneel down and respectfully kowtowed a few times to the imperial decree.

His father was still holding his son's hand, and said tremblingly: "Son! Do things well, and don't let the emperor down!"

The last official from the Zhou family was an official in the Song Dynasty, and he was also a Zhima official, a county magistrate, and the county was pitifully small and extremely poor.

They also offered sacrifices to their ancestors and told them the good news.

Zhou Rong also became a sought-after item in an instant, and those who looked down on him or despised him suddenly started to come to give gifts.

The ten students who had resigned from him also tried their best to get close to him again, wanting to be one of his scribes.

The homes of these ten people were all given plaques, given by the Holy Majesty, but they dared not resign.

The family dared not go out because of the plaque, and even had the idea of ​​going to the countryside.

Once proud, Zhou Rong didn't dare to be presumptuous. He didn't accept gifts from any family, and he went out early every day and returned home after dark.

Now that he has an official status, his parents urged him to get married, and Zhou Rong did not refuse. He soon married a local girl from the capital. His family was from a scholarly family, and neither his parents nor brothers were officials.

Four months into the marriage, his wife became pregnant.

Zhou Rong put all his energy into political affairs, he knew that everything he gained today was due to his previous achievements.

Your Majesty likes people who are down to earth.

For the sake of the current family and the children to be born, he must grasp this point to study.

Just like he firmly believed that he would not be a sesame official forever.

He also firmly believes that he will not stay in this fifth-rank position for too long.

The author has something to say: Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~