Chapter 498 Daoye's Methods
The scholar-official Zhang Juzheng was left outside the palace by the Taoist priest for the whole morning and left silently after lunch.
The weather gradually became cooler in the morning and evening. In the evening, Yang Qing changed into a thick robe, held a scroll of chess manual in his hand, and walked into the study with a smile on his face.
The visiting Han Yu looked quite happy and kept fanning himself with a folding fan in his hand.
"Has Mr. Han encountered happy event?" Yang Qing said with a smile.
"Someone from the Hanlin Academy passed on a message that Zhang Juzheng started packing his things after returning to his duty room." Han Yu closed his folding fan. "This boy is arrogant and proud. He was humiliated by Fan Zhong in public today, and then he was tortured by Your Majesty like this. He really can't stand it."
"Young people don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is... But this boy has had smooth sailing since he was a child, and has never suffered much hardship. So it is normal for him to be discouraged after a heavy setback. If there are good teachers and helpful friends to persuade him, maybe he can learn to be patient and lie dormant from now on, waiting for the right time." Yang Qing stretched out his hand and brushed the chessboard, "Want a game?"
"That's fine!"
The two men sat opposite each other and guessed who would go first. Han Yu played with white pieces first.
The seats were placed and the game started off smoothly, but Han Yu soon started a fight in the upper right corner... When Yang Qing Xiaofei hung the corner, he chose to escape first and leaned against a high-hanging black piece in the lower left corner.
"Rude!" Yang Qing said lightly and chose Shuang Feiyan.
folder!
"The situation is on my side!" Han Yu ignored the white piece that was being attacked from both sides, and instead held down the black piece that he was leaning against.
Han Yu raised his head, "If you block me, I will beg for my life. If you search for me, I will stick my head out. What can you do to me?"
Yang Qing shook his head. "You, you are too arrogant. You have suffered a lot because of it over the years, and you are still the same now."
"People in this world are too stupid. How can I bow my head?" Han Yu said.
"Jiang Qingzhi is now in a dilemma. If we ignore him, no one will follow him in the future. If we help him, we will definitely offend His Majesty. Interesting!"
Yang Qing picked up a black piece and pondered.
"But he has to make a move." Han Yu saw Yang Qing trying to make a move several times but then retracted it, so he laughed and said, "What's the matter? Are you in a dilemma?"
Yang Qing sighed, "Advance is worrying, retreat is worrying. Why not go to the faraway rivers and lakes and be free and unrestrained?"
"Zhang Juzheng is a scholar of the imperial court and he is extremely talented. It is not impossible for him to enter the government hall in the future. How can such a person live a carefree life when he falls into disgrace?" Han Yu said sarcastically.
"Zhang Juzheng is just a raft in this matter. The real purpose is not the wine, but Jiang Qingzhi." Yang Qing said: "Mr. Han, this is just the beginning."
Han Yu nodded, "I know. Since they are mortal enemies, they must fight to the death. Zhang Juzheng just happened to be in the right place."
"Your Majesty..." Yang Qing said, "Don't underestimate Jiang Qingzhi."
"Your Majesty's temperament has not changed over the years. You may say he is stubborn, but in fact he is just trying to save face. No one who dared to criticize the emperor in recent years has had a good ending. Zhang Juzheng is no exception. If Jiang Qingzhi takes action, he will only bring trouble to himself."
Yang Qing suddenly raised his eyebrows and made a move.
He also did not try to rescue the character that was blocked on the head, but chose to click three three.
After making the move, Yang Qing looked up and said with a smile: "Which one do you want, fish or bear's paw?"
……
Early in the morning, after Jiang Qingzhi woke up, he habitually reached out and hugged his wife beside him.
He liked the feeling of having someone in his arms, and hugging his wife, he sighed contentedly.
Li Tian's eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly woke up.
Duoduo was right next to Jiang Qingzhi's feet and patted his feet with his paw.
"Master, wake up!"
Sun Chonglou's shouts came as usual, unshakable.
"I think it's worth living my life like this."
"Aren't you bored?" Li Tian opened his eyes.
"No, even if it repeats like this every day and every moment, I still enjoy it and feel very comfortable."
In his past and present lives, he is over 40 years old in total, but Jiang Qingzhi still has an old-fashioned temperament.
He likes living alone, but he also likes the sense of fulfillment of having his family around him.
There was no need for him to talk or anything, just the feeling of having a relative by his side made Jiang Qingzhi feel satisfied.
Even if he didn't say a word for the whole day, he would feel at peace.
"get up!"
Jiang Qingzhi got up as excited as a chicken and got dressed quickly.
After pushing the door open, Duoduo ran away.
During today's martial arts practice, Jiang Qingzhi's swordsmanship was exceptionally sharp, and even Sun Chonglou had to avoid his edge.
"Master, have you taken medicine?" Sun Chonglou asked, stroking his smooth chin.
"What medicine are you taking?" Dou Jialan was puzzled, thinking it was some good medicine that could improve his skills.
"Last time I met a quack doctor at the Huguo Temple, selling some kind of powerful pills and something else..." Sun Chonglou thought for a moment, "Oh, it's called something called the Pillar of the Sky... Ah! Old man, let go! Let go!"
"Sun Chonglou!" Dou Jialan twisted the skin on Sun Chonglou's waist and gave him a 360-degree Thomas spin, and then...
Sun Chonglou broke free and ran away while shouting, "You, a woman, only know this one trick. No wonder you can't get married!"
Choking!
Amid the sound of swords being drawn, Dou Jialan chased after him in anger.
Jiang Qingzhi held the long sword, shook his head and sighed: "It's deserved!"
Lian Fucheng turned a blind eye and even cheered Dou Jialan on, "Give him a knife."
Sun Bu Tong came and said, "My Lord, Duke Cheng has sent a message that Zhang Juzheng's destination has been decided. He will go to Shaanxi."
Xu Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had just had a pushing match with Hu Zongxian, but ended up being pushed so hard by old Hu that he had no power to fight back.
"Uncle, Shaanxi is not a good place. It's almost like exile."
The people of Shaanxi are tough and it is quite difficult to achieve political achievements.
Hu Zongxian came over calmly and glanced at Xu Wei. "There have been some official changes in Shaanxi recently. The new governor is one of their people."
"Once Zhang Juzheng is gone, he will be like a sheep falling into the mouth of a tiger." Xia Yan is old and no longer relies on his muscles and bones. In the mornings, he would walk in circles around the small martial arts field.
Jiang Qingzhi said: "We have to act today, otherwise I am worried that Zhang Juzheng will take leave."
"Take a leave?" Xu Wei said, "You can avoid the first day, but you can't avoid the fifteenth."
"What if it's a long vacation?"
"How long is that?"
"Three to five years."
Xu Wei: “…”
Jiang Qingzhi returned to the backyard and asked people to prepare bath water.
He envied Sun Chonglou for being able to take cold showers in winter, while he had to use warm water even in summer.
Jiang Qingzhi's singing voice was heard in the bathroom. Li Tian, who was thinking about how to convince her family that Jiang Qingzhi did not despise her, was shocked by the roaring singing voice.
"...I don't like being alone, but I'm afraid of being with someone. This is clearly a kind of pain."
Then the singing style changed drastically.
"I saw you again in the crowd..."
Amid the howling of ghosts and wolves, Jiang Qingzhi shouted, "Great!"
There will always be countless ups and downs in life, this is the experience of life. All of this is destined, since it cannot be changed, then accept it and learn to enjoy it all... This is what a certain charlatan said in his previous life. At that time, Jiang Qingzhi was unemployed after graduating from university. He spent ten yuan and got a bowl of chicken soup in a small alley.
He arrived at Xiyuan early, and Daoye was quite surprised, "Did this kid get sick?"
Jiang Qingzhi obviously didn't smoke. He sniffed after entering the hall and asked, "Your Majesty, haven't you eaten yet?"
Dao Ye shook his head and said calmly: "It's still early."
Jiang Qingzhi sat down and said, "I haven't eaten either."
This person is determined to come here just to get breakfast.
The Taoist priest did not take it as an offense and said, "Serve the meal!"
Jiang Qingzhi said: "Your Majesty, I know a breakfast shop that makes delicious meat patties. How about..."
Emperor Jiajing looked at Jiang Qingzhi as if he was watching a monkey playing tricks on him, "Whatever."
……
"Uncle." Gao Gong stood under the eaves and waved to Zhang Juzheng who was about to enter the duty room.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Juzheng went over and saw several officials and scholars on the other side, glancing over here from time to time. Their expressions seemed to be gloating over someone's misfortune, and also seemed to be very proud.
"They said you were asked to go to Shaanxi." Gao Gong obviously didn't expect those people to be so cruel. "Bow your head! Apologize to His Majesty."
Zhang Juzheng looked at him and smiled, "I am not wrong!"
"Shaanxi is not a good place!"
Gao Gong smiled bitterly.
"But did I say I would definitely go?" Zhang Juzheng continued to smile.
Gao Gong: “…”
……
The meat pie stall is at the entrance of an alley, and the people making the meat pie are a couple.
The husband looked ferocious, while his wife looked quite docile, hardworking and always busy.
"Give me four or five meat patties." Jiang Qingzhi first asked the Taoist priest to sit down, and then he took a look at the meat patties in the pot, which were almost cooked.
The meat pie tasted good and whetted Daoye's appetite, but the only thing that made him dissatisfied was the man's nagging, constantly talking about his wife.
He frowned slightly. At this time, a customer shouted at the woman, "What are you wiping? The grease is still there. Wipe it again."
The woman was stunned and was about to go over, but the man took the lead and wiped the table with his sleeve, saying with a smile: "This table has been used for many years, and grease has seeped into it. Please bear with it."
Turning back, he saw that his wife was a little uneasy, so he whispered, "It's nothing, at worst we can just not do his business."
But not long after, the man started to nag again...
After breakfast, Jiang Qingzhi said to the Taoist priest, "Your Majesty, I heard that the scholar Zhang Juzheng is going to Shaanxi to take up a post?"
"What's the matter?" The Taoist walked slowly with his hands behind his back.
"I heard a story." Jiang Qingzhi said, "Many years ago, there was an emperor who was quite kind. Some ministers said that the emperor's kindness would lead to the loss of authority. However, some ministers said that Your Majesty was kind, and the ministers were convinced..."
The Taoist nodded.
"The first minister made too many suggestions, so he was impeached by the second minister, who said he slandered the king, so he was banished to a desolate place to serve as an official..."
Aren’t you talking about Zhang Juzheng?
Huang Jin followed behind and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"More than ten years later, the minister who said that Your Majesty was kind and all the ministers were convinced had become a powerful official. One day, this person suddenly rebelled. The emperor was forced to flee the capital and immediately issued an edict to summon the people from all over the country to come to the throne. But in the end, only the minister who was driven to the wilderness by him came..."
"What do you want to say?" Taoist stopped and asked.
"Your Majesty, ministers who are full of flattery, who are full of peace and prosperity, and who are full of praise for Your Majesty's wisdom are not ministers of the country."
"Are you trying to say that Zhang Juzheng is a minister of state?"
"Zhang Juzheng's words were those of a young man. Although I have not had much contact with him and have only met him twice, I know that he is a man of integrity. I bet that once the news of going to Shaanxi reaches him, he will definitely not bend..."
"Does he dare to disobey orders?"
"No, he will resign and return home!"
The Taoist looked at Jiang Qingzhi and said, "You invited me to breakfast and took the trouble to make up a story. It's rare that you are so thoughtful. Explain the reason."
"The ones who find fault with the goods are the buyers!" Jiang Qingzhi was referring to the couple who set up the stall. "The more they care, the more they will find fault and dislike."
Huang Jin thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.
"Will he resign?" The Taoist laughed, "I have heard that someone has done this before. What was that person's name..."
"Tang Shunzhi." Jiang Qingzhi said. He knew that what the Taoist needed was a step, and this step must be given in full, so he said: "I am willing to make a bet with Your Majesty."
"Talk about it."
"If Zhang Juzheng does not resign, I will..." Jiang Qingzhi gritted his teeth, "I will send all the bacon in my house to the palace."
Tsk!
This is quite a big deal...Huang Jin was drooling.
"What if he resigns?" the Taoist asked calmly.
"I beg Your Majesty to forgive this young man. I have heard that if young people make mistakes, the gods will choose to forgive them. There is also a saying that young people who do not make mistakes are either mediocre or stupid."
Daoye looked at Jiang Qingzhi, and when his scalp tingled, he said lightly, "Okay."
……
In the Hanlin Academy, several scholars were talking in low voices in the duty room.
"Confirmed, let's go to Shaanxi!"
"Should!"
"Let's have a drink and celebrate after we get off the government office."
"The newly appointed governor of Shaanxi Province disdains the Mohist School and Jiang Qingzhi. He once said that if any Mohist disciple were caught by him, he would definitely strike back."
"Zhang Juzheng is in trouble."
A scholar came in and said, "Hey! Zhang Juzheng is out."
Zhang Juzheng walked out of the duty room and saw a lot of people pouring out of the duty rooms. He couldn't help but sneer.
He went to the dean's duty room and handed in his letter of leave.
"chronic disease?"
"Yes."
"How long will this... take?"
"I want to go home and recuperate, maybe for three to five years, maybe..."
Historically, Zhang Juzheng stayed at home for three years. Three years later, the situation changed, and he returned to the Hanlin Academy.
After leaving the duty room of the head of the court, Zhang Juzheng returned to his own duty room. Resigning from office required a procedure, and he had to endure for several days.
Looking at everything familiar, Zhang Juzheng suddenly smiled bitterly, "My passion is in vain."
……
Jiang Qingzhi followed the Taoist priest back to Xiyuan.
"Go and ask." The Taoist priest ordered, and Huang Jin immediately sent someone to the Hanlin Academy to inquire about the news.
I hope everything in history will remain the same... Jiang Qingzhi thought to himself, then sat down cross-legged, took a deep breath... and closed his eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, he heard footsteps.
"Your Majesty, Zhang Juzheng, a scholar from the Imperial Academy, has just submitted a letter of leave, saying that he has a chronic illness and would like to return home to recuperate."
Jiang Qingzhi didn't open his eyes.
"As arrogant as Xia Yan!" said the Taoist priest dimly.
Jiang Qingzhi couldn't hide his joy. He opened his eyes and pretended to be confused. "What?"
"Get out!" the Taoist shouted.
After Jiang Qingzhi left, the Taoist closed his eyes and began to meditate.
"Your Majesty, someone has impeached Fan Zhongda."
"understood."
In the smoke, the Taoist said softly: "I don't care about a scholar, but I am worried that this kid will be isolated. Breakfast and betting..."
These methods were invisible to Daoye... Huang Jin smiled and said, "If Chang Weibo knew that impeaching Fan Zhongda was ordered by His Majesty, I wonder what he would think."
"No need to tell him."
"Yes."
Jiang Qingzhi already knew about it; it was Zhu Xizhong who told him.
"Brother, you know that you value that scholar. Fan Zhong was impeached. The memorial said that he was an imperial censor, but he was instructed by others to impeach officials for profit. In this case, the matter of Zhang Juzheng should be reconsidered. Qingzhi, Qingzhi..."
Jiang Qingzhi slowly turned around and looked in the direction of Yongshou Palace.
"Master Tao..."
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(End of this chapter)
