At first it sounds like the wording is rude, but he is just praising the Crown Princess. After thinking about it carefully, Lao Zhu governs the country with filial piety and hopes for his children and grandchildren. This wave of licking is really superb, and everyone is ashamed.
Ruling the world with filial piety is the basic national policy of the Ming Dynasty. National policies need to be implemented by people, and these executors are state officials. They must not suffer any loss in their filial piety. This is related to the imperial examination system. First of all, the talents selected by the imperial examination are the pillars of the country. After becoming a member of the country's ruling class, they directly participate in the implementation of national policies.
Zhu Yuanzhang believed that "the peace of the people will bring peace to the world", so he proposed to govern the world with filial piety. Born into a poor family, his parents died when he was fifteen years old. However, he could never forget his parents and could only relieve his longing for them through sacrifices. Zhu Yuanzhang fully understood the feeling of a son who wanted to support him but could not be loved by him. After becoming the emperor, he would offer sacrifices in the Fengxian Hall every festival and practice filial piety. He also had people draw "Characters of Filial Piety" to educate his descendants.
After Empress Ma died, she was buried in the mausoleum he built in Purple Mountain in Nanjing. Zhu Yuanzhang gave her the posthumous title of "Queen Xiaocigao", so the mausoleum was called "Xiaoling". The name of Xiaoling Mausoleum comes from the word "filial piety" in the posthumous title, which means "ruling the world with filial piety".
Zhu Yuanzhang himself attached great importance to filial piety, and his officials could not stall him, so he attached great importance to the certification of candidates' qualifications. If those who pass the election and take the exam later have bad moral character, especially if they are rumored to be unfilial, it will have a great impact on the country. Only by setting an example can the officials above take a stand and make better demands on others. This is the saying "if you want to correct others, you must first correct yourself".
The poem written by Zheng Xiong may be inappropriate, but he will never be punished for it. If he were punished, it would be a slap in the face.
Sure enough, the poems written by Zheng Xiong, Wu Bozong, and Guo Chong were quickly placed in front of Lao Zhu. Mao Xiang, the future leader of the Jinyiwei, handed over the poems and withdrew.
"Come, come and see this new champion and Zheng Xiong's masterpiece."
Wu Bozong's poems are a bit pretentious, but the key is flattery, while Guo Chong's poems are pure flattery. People are noncommittal and just praise them.
After Zheng Xiong's poems were read, there was some polarization. Lao Zhu and the Huaixi nobles were both old and rough, and they felt one meaning to these somewhat vulgar poems: the future emperor's grandson was very filial. As a member of the Huaixi nobles, the Chang family is also honored by the Huaixi nobles. The emperor's grandson has not yet been born, but his reputation can be spread all over the world along with this poem.
Those who don't like it are the orthodox literati, as Song Lian said critically.
"Although this poem has a profound meaning and coincides with His Majesty's concept of governing the country with filial piety, the wording and phrasing ultimately fell into place."
After hearing Song Lian's words, all the Huaixi nobles were unhappy.
"Well, Mr. Song, we old men like us can understand this poem. Doesn't it mean that your Majesty's future grandson will be filial and sensible? Don't you agree?"
Song Lian just commented. Unexpectedly, he stirred up a hornet's nest and was defeated by these people. He quickly opened his mouth to explain.
"Your Majesty, Wei Chen didn't mean that. Wei Chen just felt that the wording was inappropriate. There is no need to be so rude."
Lao Zhu just smiled faintly.
"No problem, I forgive you. Zheng Xiong is not only able to make this small Huimin Pharmacy big, but he is also good at composing poetry. Our future grandson must be filial. Everyone who spreads my will will be rewarded. Wu Bozong and Guo Chong contributed poems and were rewarded with five pieces of brocade. The flaws in Zheng Xiong's poem did not hide the merits. Filial piety is the first of all good deeds. If you want to govern people, you must first correct your heart. All officials should use filial piety as the foundation of their lives. They gave Zheng Xiong twenty pieces of brocade as a reward. "
I like Tang Bohu's poems very much, and they are very polarizing. Fortunately, Lao Zhu obviously doesn't care about this. Maybe Lao Zhu also belongs to this kind of person, with limited cultural level, and the poems he writes are straightforward and impartial to Zheng Xiong.
For example, this poem by Lao Zhu.
“Killed all the millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, and the swords on their waists were still bloody.
The old monk didn't know the hero, so he just kept asking for his name. "
The eldest brother, not to mention the second brother, in Lao Zhu's eyes, although his level is worse than his own, the word "filial piety" is enough.
The rewards were passed down. Judging from the number of rewards, it was obvious that the big bosses recognized Zheng Xiong more. Zheng Xiong obviously took the lead in this round.
Of course, this cannot convince the public. Zheng Xiong's level of rhetoric is obviously unconvincing, and there is only one person among the Jinshi.
"Your Majesty, Lin Hong, has a humble composition. Please give me some advice."
"Remembering Zheng Er with Huang Yi, a Collection of Scholars in the Floating Pavilion on a Rainy Night"
"The incense burner lamp has a lot of lingering meaning, and I can recall my travels far away with you.
When the ruler's book is less than the spring geese, we meet each other with bottles of wine and talk at night.
The wind stirs the oak branches and turns over the dark magpies, and the deep rain echoes in the manholes with crickets chirping.
If you are ashamed of yourself, who will hide it? Qiu Fan will learn from Wolong. "
At the end of the song, the crowd cheered, Zheng Xiong looked weird, I am standing in front of you, and you actually want to remember me, bah bah bah.
"I'm Zheng Xiong. I'm on my second trip at home. I don't have a friend like you. Please change the song."
Lin Hong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. It was shameless. After hearing Zheng Xiong's words, everyone looked at Lin Hong with doubts on their faces, almost saying: I'm afraid you are an old man.
"Ti Ling is joking. This is Xiaguan's friend and has nothing to do with Ti Ling. If Ti Ling can't give guidance to Xiaguan, you can admit defeat."
"That's good. I can't give you any advice, so I'll give you a piece of my own work for everyone to appreciate."
"A Cut of Plum Blossoms and Pear Blossoms Closed in the Rain"
"The rain beats the pear blossoms behind closed doors. I forget my youth and miss my youth.
Who cares about pleasure and pleasure? Ecstasy under the flowers, ecstasy under the moon.
The eyebrows are full of sorrow, and the sun is frowning, and there are thousands of crying marks, and thousands of crying marks.
I look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk and I miss you when I sit. "
The air suddenly became quiet. A pair of glasses flicked between Zheng Xiong and Lin Hong. Are they so naked? It was as if I had eaten a big melon inadvertently.
Lin Hong looked at Zheng Xiong in astonishment, and the gazes of his colleagues made Lin Hong's face heat up.
Zheng Xiong was still very proud at first. At this level, he was obviously more than one step ahead of Lin Hong. Tang Bohu was still very good. It took me a long time to realize that there is something wrong with your inquiring eyes. Damn, these two poems seem to be expressing love.
"My humble work is not directed at anyone, and I am thinking about women. Don't think blindly."
"We are worrying too much about the withdrawal. What do we think? This is the business of you two. We will take a look at what we get involved in. The withdrawal continues."
The obviously disgusted expressions on the crowd's faces made Zheng Xiong want to cry. He was so damned capable of plagiarizing a poem and overturning it.
