Yes! The military attachés in the hall and the common people below the hall woke up with a loud bang like a dream.
Xu Jie is too shameless! What ancient and modern articles can be used to prove the reputation of civil and military methods, but the ancient and modern articles are all written by you literati!
The pen is in your hands, and you use what you write to prove your opinions? Is there anything more shameless than this in the world?
This is like the daily life after Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, this is like the United Nations under the management of the United States, this is like the descendants of your old Zhu family being poisoned, this is like the whistle blown by the CBA referee...
Xu Jie himself was stunned. To be fair, he really didn't expect this. He only quoted scriptures to explain his point of view, but completely forgot that the scriptures he cited were indeed written by literati.
In this way, no matter how many arguments from ancient and modern classics I can come up with, they are all unconvincing. On the other hand, as long as Xiao Feng can find one or two, the damage will be huge.
Look, look, even you literati yourself can't stand the way you are behaving like this. You can't bear it anymore and shout out justice. What the hell are you saying?
Xu Jie looked at Xiao Feng sadly and angrily: Since you had this trick from the beginning, why didn't you tell me earlier? Are you going to sit here with me for a long time chewing words and quoting erudite facts?
Just like how you dealt with my son, you waited until I finally raised the building blocks before you showed your trump card and kicked him down. You were so damn damaged!
Xiao Feng looked at Xu Jie and knew that this sap had basically made Xu Jie lose his fighting ability, but he didn't mind making Xu Jie more painful.
"So, Mr. Xu, it is difficult for the words written by the literati with real character and integrity to be handed down.
Even rare masterpieces will gradually disappear into the dust because scholars of the past generations do not like them and do not like to read them. It's sad, it's deplorable. "
Xu Jie smiled bitterly and said: "Since you have the upper hand, you should keep the victory and stop being frivolous.
The article tells the story of the ages, knowing the gains and losses. I don’t believe that there are really good sentences and works that can’t be passed down, and scholars are not so stingy!
Just like what you said, "It's better to be a centurion than a scholar," hasn't it been passed down?
If you can really utter a few lines of masterpieces that no one in the world knows, then only then can you prove that the literati you say are stingy! In this way, I give up! "
The military attachés in the hall secretly scolded Xu Fuyin for being shameless. You have obviously lost so much that your pants have fallen off, and now you actually want to win in defeat and put restrictions on admitting defeat!
It should be noted that no matter how unpopular the poem is, as long as Xiao Feng has heard it, the scholars in the world will have heard it before. Among the many civil servants in the hall, which one is not a well-educated person?
As long as someone knows about it, it does not prove that the literati is stingy, because poems and essays criticizing oneself can be passed down. This is so shameless.
It's like a villain standing in court and saying that he wants the whole world to speak. As long as one person says he is a good person, he is a good person. Isn't this nonsense?
Jiajing in the back hall also felt that Xu Jie was being a bit unreasonable and couldn't help but frown: "Xu Jie's behavior is unbecoming of a chief minister."
Xiao Feng smiled calmly: "Okay, Mr. Xu, listen. 'Nine out of ten people are worth looking down upon, and one is useless as a scholar.' Have you heard of it?"
Xu Jie was stunned. He knew that he couldn't lie bravely at this time, because what Xiao Feng recited was not the whole poem. If he said he had heard it, and Xiao Feng asked him to tell the whole poem and the author, he would be finished.
Xu Jie looked at the civil servants in the audience for help, and the civil servants looked at him helplessly. They had never heard of it, but this poem was so well written!
Xiao Feng smiled: "Excuse me, Master Xu, have you heard of it?"
Xu Jie gritted his teeth: "No."
Xiao Feng looked at him: "Is it considered a masterpiece?"
Xu Jie also couldn't deny it, otherwise people would not only doubt his measure, but also his level of knowledge.
"It's a masterpiece."
"For every dog-killer who is righteous, there are also scholars who are unfaithful. Have you heard of it, Mr. Xu? Is it considered a masterpiece?"
"No. It's... not bad."
"Master Xu, there is actually another poem that is more harsh than these scoldings. I really don't dare to read it, for fear that you won't be able to bear it."
Xu Jiexin said you had already farted halfway, how could I still say you were afraid of the smell? Immediately he lay down.
"Master Xiao, even if you read it well, I said that scholars are not so stingy."
Xiao Feng smiled: "Scholars of all dynasties have taken bamboo as an example, thinking that bamboo is the image of a gentleman. I wonder what Mr. Xu thinks?"
Xu Jie nodded: "Bamboo is like a gentleman among grass, evergreen all year round, modest and disciplined, it is the symbol of our generation of scholars!"
Xiao Feng smiled and said: "There was a scholar who wrote a poem. Of course, this poem was automatically abandoned by the majority of scholars.
This poem is called 'Mocking Bamboo'
Bamboo is like a hypocrite, strong on the outside but hollow on the inside.
Groups can block the sun, but independence can block the wind.
The roots are thin and good at drilling holes, and the waist is soft and bowed.
Literati love this a lot because the sound and breath are the same. "
Mr. Xu, have you heard this poem? Can it be considered a masterpiece? "
Xu Jie's face was ashen, and he shook his head slowly: "Since you can find so many, I just admit defeat, but there is no need to go on."
(These poems are from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but they are all after the Jiajing Dynasty. The last one, "Mocking Bamboo," was even as late as the Republic of China, so Xu Jie naturally didn't know about it.)
Seeing Xu Jie admitting defeat, the officials in the hall sighed. Although a debate cannot change much, it can change the atmosphere of the court and the attitude of Banzai.
Xu Jie had prepared carefully for this civil and military battle for a long time. Even his son, who had just been admitted as a Jinshi, got involved, but in the end he still failed to win. You can imagine his frustration.
Xu Jie raised his head and looked at Xiao Feng. The deepness, restraint, and falseness in his expression had disappeared. What was left was a chief minister of the Ming Dynasty who truly cared about the situation.
"Master Xiao, although I can't help you, I sincerely hope that Master Xiao can understand that generals cannot control the court. This is the source of trouble!"
Xiao Feng took a deep breath. Now that Xu Jie put down his disguise and was honest, he no longer smiled playfully, but looked at Xu Jie seriously.
“I never wanted military generals to control the court, but I also didn’t want the Ming Dynasty to repeat the mistakes of the Song Dynasty.
Civil and military methods need to complement each other, harmonize yin and yang, and complement each other with reality and reality. We should neither be strong in culture but weak in military, nor should we be strong in martial arts but weak in literature. "
Xu Jie smiled bitterly and said, "This is so difficult."
Xiao Feng said calmly: "Of course it is difficult. Long live is difficult, it is difficult for the chief assistant, and it is also difficult for all officials. But no matter how difficult it is, we must do it.
Moreover, officials should not always think that it is hard for them to get up early to go to work and stay up all night to work. It is not difficult for ordinary people to get up early and work till late at night, farming, blacksmithing, and weaving.
Such high remuneration...salary, and such great majesty, if you can get it without any hard work, is there any justice in the world? "
Xu Jie nodded, cupped his hands, and saluted Xiao Feng seriously, and Xiao Feng returned the salute politely.
"I hope Master Xiao will be consistent in his words. Now all the military officers in the imperial court are loyal to you. I hope you can really balance civil and military affairs and not be biased against civil servants.
Mr. Xiao's literary talent is extraordinary. It doesn't take the ancients, even Mr. Xiao himself to write a poem for military generals in the future, it can be passed down through the ages. "
Xiao Feng smiled and said: "What prejudice can I have against civil servants? My father is a military attache, but my father-in-law is a civil servant. I am a scholar, but I lead troops to fight everywhere.
I have many friends who are military officers, but I also have many friends who are civil servants. In Wansui's heart, both civil and military officials are treated equally. I follow Wansui to practice Taoism. Don't I understand this? "
Jiajing nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I always treat civil and military officials equally." For example...for example...bah, I just said yes, do I need to give you an example?
Xiao Feng lightly patted the gavel and said, "Let's close this case. It was originally Wen Jinshi provoking trouble, but it developed into a fight between the two parties.
Now the person who took the initiative to provoke has been removed from Jinshi status by me, and the punishment is not light. I hope you all take this as a warning.
After being awarded the official title in the future, we will work together as one to serve the court and benefit the people, so that we can live up to your hard work of watching the lights at night and dancing to the sound of chickens! "
The people cheered with great satisfaction. Master Xiao spoke so nicely. The literary scholars lowered their heads, wondering what they were feeling.
The martial arts champion looked at Xiao Feng excitedly. It seemed that military generals would be taken more seriously in the future. It was a good time for him to catch up!
"Master Xiao! You just said that the pen is in the hands of the literati, and we warriors only know how to fight bloody battles, but are not good at reciting poems and lyrics.
Xu Shoufu just said that Mr. Xiao is a versatile man in both civil and military affairs, and today he is upholding justice for us warriors, so please write a poem for the warriors, so that we can also say something. "
A group of martial arts scholars and even a few military attachés also started shouting. The warriors were straightforward and felt that Xiao Feng was now a member of his mother's family and wanted to express their affection.
An imperceptible smile appeared on Xu Jie's lips. He was right to sincerely admit defeat to Xiao Feng just now, and he was right to hope that Xiao Feng would take the overall situation into consideration, but it didn't mean that he couldn't stumble secretly.
He emphasized that the military generals in the imperial court were loyal to Xiao Feng, and deliberately said that Xiao Feng could write poems to the military generals, just to make the generals identify with him a little more, and it was best to show it.
The king is most afraid of the exclusive power of his ministers, and among the exclusive power of his ministers, he is most afraid of the exclusive power of military generals. As long as Jiajing can realize that Xiao Feng's prestige among generals is getting higher and higher, he will naturally take action to check and balance.
When the time comes, the more Xiao Feng supports the generals, the more Jiajing will favor the civil servants. If there is too much of this kind of confrontation, and as time goes by, he will naturally have opinions on Xiao Feng. If there are too many opinions, it will turn into dissatisfaction.
Don't underestimate this subtle change. Opinions belong to the stage of discussing things as they happen and are rational; dissatisfaction is towards a person and is emotional.
When you turn from an opinion to a dissatisfaction with a person, you will start to treat the person wrongly. You feel like this person is even breathing wrong.
The smartest thing about Yan Song is that he can always control Jiajing's opinions at the stage of opinions without turning into dissatisfaction. Xu Jie knows this best.
Jiajing in the back hall listened to the cheers and boos of the generals, his face was as calm as water, and he didn't seem to be affected at all. Huang Jin and Lu Bing looked at each other involuntarily.
Xiao Feng looked at the excitement of the generals and the disappointed eyes of the civil servants, and his heart was like a mirror. Xu seconded that he was putting himself on the stove.
If you don't write it yourself, the generals will be disappointed; if you write it yourself, the civil servants will be frustrated. They all go against the attitude of paying equal attention to civil and military affairs and harmonizing yin and yang.
Regardless of whether I wrote it or not, in order to correct the chaos today, my preference for the military commander was too obvious, so my senior brother may not have had any ideas in the back hall.
While Xiao Feng was pondering, Ding Rukui, the most cultured among the generals, had already thought of this. He devoted himself to rescuing Xiao Feng and quickly made a speech.
"Actually, you don't have to ask Mr. Xiao to write it. Not all generals have literary talents? For example, Yue Wumu's song "Man Jiang Hong" has been passed down through the ages!
"Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons", what a momentum, what a literary talent, enough to serve as a role model for our generation of military generals! "
Xiao Feng's eyebrows jumped suddenly, could I not think of Yue Fei? Why didn't you say this? Because there is a pit here. Lord Ding, you are doing a disservice!
Xu Jie sighed in disappointment. This pit was carefully designed by him. When a military general writes poetry, everyone's first reaction is Yue Fei. He originally wanted Xiao Feng to jump into this trap!
Xiao Feng didn't fall into such a perfect trap, but Ding Rukui fell into it! It feels like Xu Jie finally dug a big hole to catch a wild boar, but was stepped on by a rabbit!
There was no way, rabbits were meat too. Xu Jie cheered up and looked at Ding Rukui with one eye and Xiao Feng's reaction with the other. (Please do not try to imitate this difficult action, it is not something ordinary people can do.)
"Oh, yes, what Lord Ding said makes sense. I think Lord Ding has never forgotten Yue Wumu's life and ambitions. I admire him. I admire him."
Ding Rukui was stunned. He was not an idiot. He was eager to help Xiao Feng out of trouble and jumped too high. Now he calmed down and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
What is Yue Fei's life? Although he had great military exploits, he was killed by the powerful minister Qin Hui and died in Fengbo Pavilion.
How many days has Yan Song been laid off? You did almost become the scapegoat when he was here, so who are you insinuating?
It doesn't matter if you insinuate that Yan Song is Qin Hui. Anyway, Yan Song has returned to his hometown to die, and he can't bite you. But who is behind Qin Hui?
What is Yue Fei's ambition? 'Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que'!
What does it mean? Compared with the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty lost Hetao, Uszang, and parts of Mongolia.
Are you mocking Jiajing for having no heart, no courage, and not knowing how to go back and restore the old mountains and rivers? Or do you think more and want 'Chaotianque'?
Yue Fei died because of these three words! He wanted to welcome back Emperor Huiqin, but what about Song Gaozong who took advantage of the chaos and ascended the throne? If he doesn't kill you, who will he kill?
The problem is that Jiajing’s throne was not obtained normally! He also gained the throne at a low price! What the hell do you want to do?
Just when Ding Rukui was speechless and didn't know what to say, Xiao Feng let out a long sigh.
"What Lord Ding said is that the ultimate love is the ultimate nature. As a military general, you must serve your country with loyalty and you will die. This spirit is worthy of our inheritance.
Yue Fei was still able to serve his country loyally before he met the Ming Lord. Fortunately, we met the Holy Lord. If we are still unable to be loyal to our country and only know how to cherish our lives, fight for power and gain, and scheming, how can we still be regarded as human beings? "
Xu Jie was stunned, and his old face suddenly turned red from holding back. Ding Rukui breathed a sigh of relief, quickly grabbed the life-saving straw handed over by Xiao Feng, and expressed his position loudly.
"What your Excellency said is absolutely true. Ding Rukui swears to God that if there is even the slightest hint of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, I will be struck by thunder and my whole family will die!"
Long live it, listen, I’ve said this, but don’t think about it any further! You have to believe me!
Jiajing raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "This Ding Rukui has been hanging out with the generals for a long time. As expected, he is less motivated and more straightforward, which is not bad."
Huang Jin nodded repeatedly: "That's true. I have been serving Long Live for a long time, and I feel that I have a bit more Taoist immortality. I only hope that Long Live will ascend to heaven in the future, and Old slave can follow the chicken and dog to heaven and continue to serve Long Live."
Jiajing smiled and said: "You can climb along the pole, don't worry, if I really ascend one day, I will definitely give you a corner of my robe sleeve to hold on to, so just hold on tight."
Lu Bing joked: "Banzai has two sleeves. Can you let me take a part in it? I want to continue to serve Banzai!"
Jiajing was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he had forgotten Lu Bing. He nodded and smiled, but felt a little embarrassed in his heart, feeling that he had a hard choice.
Although I have two arms, I naturally have two sleeves, but you don't know that in my posture when I ascend, I will most likely have to hold my junior brother's sleeve with one hand.
So... between you two, who should I take? This is really a difficult choice, it’s just like who should be saved first when falling into a river...
After Xiao Feng resolved Ding Rukui's crisis with one sentence, Ding Rukui didn't dare to say a word. But the remaining military attachés and martial arts scholars with relatively low educational levels had no idea that Master Ding had taken a trip from the gate of hell.
They were still eagerly waiting for Mr. Xiao to help them fight for face, so although Xiao Feng kept the crystal, Xu Jie continued to chew on the tower and could not ignore it.
"In this case, I will write a poem to commemorate today's friendly exchange with Mr. Xu and his son. Naturally, my level is far from that of Yue Wumu and Xin Jiaxuan, so I can only take what I have."
Everyone shut their mouths and looked up at Xiao Feng. Xu Jie is also waiting. If you want to write poems to support the generals, it is impossible not to offend the civil officials.
So although I suffered a disastrous defeat today, you can’t even expect to win completely. The day when we fight is still to come...
"Since ancient times, people in the world have laughed at Confucianism and been sad. There are many martial arts and heroic Wen Duoan."
Damn, it’s coming! Xu Jie was so excited that he almost jumped up. These first two sentences set the tone of the whole poem. You fucking think you can't die fast enough!
The civil servants and scholars all looked at Xiao Feng with great disappointment, their faces full of disbelief. My lord, even if you favor the general, you shouldn't humiliate us in front of us like this.
The military generals were extremely satisfied. They laughed so hard that they just had to give Xiao Feng a big rocket. They all gave thumbs up and praised wildly.
"The sleeves of a scholar's robe are less red, and the general's armor is more frosty."
That's right, the generals nodded like chickens pecking at rice. All of you are fucking sour scholars, you were beaten under the city wall, and you shamelessly said that everything you took away would be given to them as a reward.
Who is it, the bloody battle, who is it, the iron horse fighting? He is the most powerful general in the Ming Dynasty, General Qiu Luanqiu! Plus Master Xiao’s good brother Qi Jiguang!
The civil servants were dejected and simply did not want to listen any more. Some people muttered in a low voice: "Hu Zongxian is a civil servant! He is here too!"
"A single sigh will last forever, and a hundred years of cliffs will restore the mountains and rivers."
Um? Uh-huh? Why did you suddenly change lanes? This bending makes your knees touch the ground, right? The civil servants raised their heads and looked at Xiao Feng.
This is talking about Wen Tianxiang, this is talking about Lu Xiufu! These are all role models for civil servants, these are the qualities of scholars!
A single sigh has been passed down through the ages. After a hundred years of Yashan, the rivers and mountains will be restored! These literati did not die in vain, their spirit has always led people to move forward in the darkness!
The generals responded more slowly, still grinning, and after laughing for a while they felt a little embarrassed. Those who attacked Yashan at that time were generals who had surrendered during the Song Dynasty...
From this point of view, the bones of literati are no softer than those of military generals. This thing is very impressive and cannot be generalized...
"If you don't see the history of thousands of years of painting, a pen like a peak can reach the sky!"
The civil and military officials and civil and military scholars were silent, but only the people cheered. They do not care who has the upper hand, civil or military.
They only know that they want to keep officials clean and honest, and they want to avoid being robbed and massacred. They hope that civil servants and military generals can be good officials and conduct themselves well...
Xiao Feng was shocked, stood up, and strode away from Shuntian Mansion. The officials and people automatically made way for Xiao Feng to leave.
"Quit!"
