Chapter 495: The music is too high to be appreciated, and the talent attracts jealousy
The next day, someone came from the palace.
Leading the group were several imperial doctors.
They checked the kitchen first.
"What's the purpose of this?" The cook felt that this was a humiliation to his loyalty.
The imperial physician said coldly, "Follow your orders."
The cook immediately became depressed, squatting beside the food with his head in his hands, muttering, "I have to eat a bite of each dish, and I'm full after cooking a whole meal. If it's poisonous, I'll be poisoned first."
No one paid any attention to him. The imperial doctors checked the kitchen, even tasted today's ingredients and drank some water.
"how?"
Huang Jin is leading the team personally and is waiting for news.
Several imperial doctors shook their heads, "Nothing was found."
Jiang Qingzhi breathed a sigh of relief. Li Tian guessed something. "Is it an heir?"
Jiang Qingzhi nodded, and Huang Jin came over. "His Majesty said that if there is no problem, then Chang Wei Bo must hold on tight. Otherwise..."
Yesterday, Emperor Jiajing suddenly thought of the fact that Jiang Qingzhi had been married but had no children, so he immediately sent someone to investigate the Jiang family. After Jiang Qingzhi's persuasion, he changed the date to today.
The Taoist said yesterday: If there is no problem, then it is a human problem. I have prepared a few easy-to-give-up babies for you...
Several palace maids with broad hips came in. The Taoist stroked his beard and said complacently, "I have never made a mistake in judging women. They are all good at giving birth."
Several imperial doctors smiled and said, "We still have to take his pulse and ask him questions."
Jiang Qingzhi was the first to examine him. After a round of examination, several imperial doctors agreed and said, "No problem."
Next is Li Tian.
A consultation...
After Li Tian came out, he looked normal.
"How?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
Li Tian said: "No problem."
Several imperial doctors muttered to themselves for a long time inside, and looked quite relaxed when they came out.
"Long Wilbur, let me speak for a moment."
Jiang Qingzhi's heart skipped a beat and he went to the study with them.
The leading imperial physician smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. We are just following the routine."
Then he asked some... more intimate things between husband and wife.
Jiang Qingzhi inexplicably recalled an incident in the later generations that he didn't know whether it was a joke or a true story. A couple had been married for many years without a child. They had sought help from many famous doctors but to no avail. Finally, a doctor accidentally asked about the details of the couple's relationship and learned that the couple killed the pig's buttocks... They really had their own way of killing!
Seeing Jiang Qingzhi's hesitation, the imperial physician smiled and said, "Doctors are like parents to their children. There is no need for Chang Wei Bo to be shy about this."
Jiang Qingzhi explained it cryptically, and the imperial physician stroked his beard and frowned, "It seems that there is no problem with the Changwei couple, but why is there no movement after being married for such a long time?"
"Maybe it's not our destiny yet!" Jiang Qingzhi said.
The imperial physician shook his head. "The so-called destiny has not yet arrived is just a way to comfort the patient. Long Wilbur can find out by asking the neighbors that any couple who get married will get pregnant as long as they have sex for a while."
The imperial physician was mumbling something, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Jiang Qingzhi was also thinking about this matter, from the details between husband and wife to various possibilities.
After an unknown amount of time, the imperial physician sighed and said, "Could it be that fate has not yet arrived?"
……
After the imperial doctors left, Jiang Qingzhi went to the backyard.
"Husband." Li Tian looked a little sad, "It's my fault that my husband still has no children."
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Qingzhi frowned, "This matter is not something you can do alone. Maybe it's my fault."
Li Tian was shocked when she heard this, "My husband, please don't talk nonsense."
Jiang Qingzhi said seriously: "The matter of having children requires the joint efforts of husband and wife. You can't do it alone, and I can't do it alone. If there is no child, maybe it's because the man is not good enough..."
In this era, if a family doesn't have children, everyone will think that there is something wrong with the woman. As for the man...how can there be something wrong with the man?
Li Tian held his hand and said, "Actually...my mother has been worried about this."
One of the seven reasons for divorce is childlessness.
"Miss!"
"Husband."
"From today on, we have to work hard."
Li Tian nodded.
"For example, changing your appearance once in a while might be helpful."
"Husband..."
"How about...let's try it now?"
"It's broad daylight."
"What a nice day it is!"
Mr. Jiang indulged in some debauchery early in the morning and actually felt refreshed.
……
Zhang Juzheng arrived at the Hanlin Academy and had just sat down when Gao Gong came.
"Editor Gao." Zhang Juzheng stood up and prepared to make him tea.
"No need." Gao Gong sat down and stroked his thick beard. "I heard that you gave a lesson to the Mohist disciples outside the city yesterday?"
Shit! It has only been a short time, and it has been reported to the Imperial Academy... Zhang Juzheng was secretly angry, but he said calmly: "I just taught some children a few words at random."
Gao Gong looked at him with a look of scrutiny in his eyes. "Uncle, once the construction site outside the city starts, there will be no room for reconciliation between the Confucianists and the Mohists. The closer you get to Chang Wei Bo, the more those people will regard you as an accomplice of the Mohists."
Zhang Juzheng was a proud man. Hearing this, he sneered and said, "I am quite surprised. Although Confucianism and Mohism are fighting each other, Chang Wei Bo is in the court. Why don't the officials fight each other? Since it is a life-and-death battle, why don't they draw their swords and make a show of force..."
"You have to maintain your face." Gao Gong picked up a book and frowned when he saw it was a travelogue. "You are so young, don't read this kind of book. If you read too much, you will become indifferent... not good."
"Do I have to be so keen on official career and fame and fortune?" Zhang Juzheng asked back.
Gao Gong put down the book, "I am saying this to remind you not to get too close to Chang Wei Bo." He pointed outside, "I heard some people talking about how you, Uncle Zhang, want to be the second Zhou Xia, and betray our Confucianism and the disciples of Lord Xu."
Xu Jie once presided over the Hanlin Academy. According to the unspoken rules, all the scholars who studied in the Hanlin Academy during this period were his disciples.
This so-called unspoken rule became more and more outrageous in the later period, such as fellow students in the imperial examination, and examiners... In which year did you take the imperial examination, and who was the examiner at that time? That examiner is your mentor!
Everything ultimately boils down to one thing: forming cliques.
Zhang Juzheng just sneered and stood up high, "Lord Xu is in a difficult situation now, don't cause him trouble."
Gao Gong walked out of the duty room, looked around, and said with a straight face: "Is there nothing to do?"
Several scholars who were discussing the matter bowed and apologized.
Zhang Juzheng sneered in the duty room.
He was known as a child prodigy since he was young, and his road to the imperial examination was extremely smooth... There were some setbacks along the way, but the examiner deliberately suppressed him, saying that the boy was too young, and that it was not a good thing for him to become famous at such a young age, and that he should take it slow.
How could such a person bow his head to criticism?
It was his turn to go to the West Garden for duty today. Zhang Juzheng packed up his things and walked out of the duty room.
After Gao Gong left, the few scholars outside were still whispering to each other, and they all laughed when they saw him come out.
"Is it fun to learn how to gossip like a woman?" Zhang Juzheng sarcastically asked.
A scholar couldn't help but say, "That's the Mohist school. Confucianism and Mohism are mortal enemies. Why are you, Zhang Shuda, so close to Jiang Qingzhi? Don't say it's just a coincidence."
Zhang Juzheng wanted to say it was just a coincidence, but when he heard this, his pride kicked in. "I don't think I have to report to you about who I associate with. Besides, Chang Wei Bo is an unforgivable criminal, right?"
Several Shujishi remained silent, but one could sense their gloating.
Zhang Juzheng’s talent...how to describe it!
Becoming a Jinshi is the lifelong goal of many people, but in Zhang Juzheng's eyes it is nothing more than that... I can easily pass the exam with just a few simple steps.
The most outstanding candidates among the Jinshi can enter the Hanlin Academy as Shujishi.
The Shujishi were the reserve of important officials, and later there was a saying that one could not become a prime minister unless he was born a Shujishi.
But after Zhang Juzheng passed the imperial examination, he once said to someone drinking that it would be easy for him to enter the Hanlin Academy.
A piece of music that is too high-brow will not be appreciated by many; a talent that attracts jealousy.
Most of the scholars of the same period kept away from this talented scholar, and even excluded him intentionally or unintentionally. In the Hanlin Academy, only Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng were close, but Gao Gong was an editor.
In other words, Zhang Juzheng was marginalized by his contemporaries in the Hanlin Academy.
But does Uncle Zhang care?
Arriving at Xiyuan, Zhang Juzheng first went to Zhilu to hang out.
"Uncle!" Yan Shifan didn't have much good impression of this young man. He always felt that his pride was uncomfortable, which made him think of Shen Lian involuntarily.
"There are many things to do today." Yan Song held up the memorial and said, "You go take your turn."
"Yes."
As a Shujishi, he had the duties of drafting imperial edicts for the emperor and explaining scriptures.
But this honor is not available to everyone.
Zhang Juzheng still did it with ease and entered the palace every few days.
So how do you keep those who are frustrated from getting jealous?
Walking out of Zhilu, Zhang Juzheng walked briskly, but in his heart he was thinking about his situation in the Hanlin Academy.
There was a figure flashing in front of him. Zhang Juzheng was about to dodge, but he still bumped into the other person due to inertia.
"Ouch!"
An official was knocked to the ground, his face pale, and he pointed at Zhang Juzheng and shouted, "You bumped into me and you still want to run away?"
Zhang Juzheng felt puzzled and said, "I did not run away."
"You still dare to say you didn't run away!" The official said, "I just impeached you. What? Are you seeking revenge? You are so audacious and reckless..."
There were many officials coming and going in Zhilu. They all stopped and looked at this side. Someone muttered: "Isn't that Fan Zhong?"
Fan Zhong was an imperial censor, also known as "Fan Xie".
Once this person sets his sights on someone, he will not let go until the person is impeached and removed from office.
This nature is the same as that of crabs. Crabs will not let go of anything they clamp onto.
"Zhang Juzheng is in trouble." Someone laughed.
"This guy is actually hanging out with the Mohist School. If he doesn't die, who will?"
Fan Zhongda stood up and patted his buttocks. "You, Zhang Juzheng, are ostracizing your colleagues in the Hanlin Academy and criticizing the government..."
A series of charges came out of Fan Zhong's mouth continuously. Zhang Juzheng looked at him coldly, "Can't the Shujishi discuss politics?"
Fan Zhong said: "Of course we can discuss politics, but what you did was just criticism!"
Seeing that he was silent, Fan Zhong thought that he was afraid, and could not help but feel proud, "You, Zhang Juzheng, always say that the court is like a patient, and the Ming Dynasty is suffering from a five-level serious illness. If it is not treated, it will ruin the country sooner or later...
Just last month, you told people that His Majesty’s retreat to the Western Garden was the source of the Yan Party’s rampage in the court…”
This is a batch of dragon scales...
The Taoist is not a good person. In history, few people who have tried to play dragon scales with him had a good ending.
The atmosphere became tense, and someone whispered, "Fan Zhongda is going to destroy people!"
(End of this chapter)
