In the Qianqing Palace, Dai Yi was summarizing the contents of the day's memorial.
"...the telescope made by Mr. Zhang has been sent to Xuanfu, Datong, Piantou and other places. The soldiers have used it and reported that it is more effective in judging the enemy's situation. They are full of praise. The censor of Zuodu and the general Zuo of the Ministry of War Wang Yue, the minister, expressed his gratitude and said that he would apply for more applications from Ningxia, Yansui and other places."
Zhu Youtang said: "You can use it so soon?"
Dai Yi said: "Yes, Your Majesty, after receiving your imperial edict, he hastened to deliver the twenty-one telescopes to the border. However, it has been said recently that the Northwest Tatars have passed the limelight. Perhaps they also knew that Wang Junmen had arrived at Xuanfu, so they I don’t dare to violate the situation again. It was the battle at Helan Mountain, it was so relaxing.”
"well!"
Zhu Youtang sighed, seeming to regret the battle at Helan Mountain, "The scale was large, but the result was not satisfactory."
This means that if the thunder is loud and the rain is small, if I can kill hundreds of Tatars, I will really feel a little happier, so I will kill forty-two Tatars... Is the number too shabby?
Dai Yi sighed: "It's a pity that Wang Junmen can't stay in the northwest for too long. Otherwise, it will be like the Red Salt Pond and Weining Sea, which will enhance the prestige of our Ming army. But now the Tatars in the northwest also hear about Wang Junmen." We are terrified by his name. The whole army is united."
The reason why Zhu Youtang re-activated Wang Yue was that during the Chenghua period, Wang Yue repeatedly created the strategic miracles of the Ming Dynasty after Tumubao. In the battles of Hongyanchi and Weininghai, he beheaded hundreds of Di Yidu.
Wang Yue was also granted the title of Wei Ningbo at that time, but unfortunately in the last years of Chenghua, he was deprived of his title and official position, which ended badly.
Originally, this time the king and his ministers worked together, they could help Wang Yue make up for what he lost... But you just killed forty people, how can I reward you?
If you can get another title by killing dozens of people, wouldn't there be more cases of killing good people and taking credit for merit in the northwest in the future?
"Let's stop talking about the telescope for now." Zhu Youtang said, "I promised Bingkuan not to disturb him too much before the exam. Every time I ask him to enter the palace, it will distract him. If he takes the exam If I don’t win the Jinshi Scholarship, won’t it mean that I can’t fulfill my wish?”
"yes."
Dai Yi heard that the emperor was now focused on giving Zhang Zhou a reasonable reason to become an official, instead of letting Zhang Zhou start his career as a minister.
Border stability is not as important as this.
"As for Wang Yue, let him stay in the Xuan Mansion for a while. If there is really no movement in the Tatars, let him return to the capital. The left minister of the Ministry of War also has a heavy burden. Someone always needs to take care of the affairs of the ministry."
Zhu Youtang also made arrangements for Wang Yue's future itinerary.
Dai Yi asked: "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager sent someone earlier to ask Mr. Zhang to go to Renshou Palace to talk to her."
Zhu Youtang sighed: "I am fully aware of the imperial grandmother's wish for me to have more children, so why bother Bingkuan? Let Bingkuan go, but it also means that Bingkuan will enter the palace as little as possible in the future. If I fail to pass the Jinshi exam, who will I use when the time comes?"
Dai Yi secretly wondered, if Zhang Zhouzhong was not selected as a Jinshi, would it have any impact on whether His Majesty would use him?
It's just a question of whether it's legitimate. Even if you are a Jinshi, you can't just enter the palace and accept special errands assigned by the emperor.
"Then I'll make arrangements when I get back..."
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In the main courtyard of the Zhang family mansion.
As expected, Jiang Dezhong got drunk again.
When Jiang Pingyu learned the news and came out to take a look, Jiang Dezhong was already sitting on the ground chatting with his son-in-law.
"...I'm telling you, I've never been drunk. I've drank a lot in my life, and I've always drank a lot. No one in the world can match my drinking capacity! No one can beat me, do you understand? Even if The wine master Li Bai is here, and he has to surrender... Huh? Where has my wallet gone? Who has seen my wallet..."
Looking for my wallet, I groped back and forth on the ground.
Jiang Pingyu asked anxiously: "Why is dad like this?"
Zhang Zhou looked at the empty wine jar in front of Jiang Dezhong on the table and said, "One jar of wine is enough for him to drink."
"This... isn't much." Jiang Pingyu was surprised.
She had a rough idea of her father's drinking capacity. He could usually drink a large jar of wine, but now this small jar of wine could make him so drunk that he couldn't even find Bei?
Zhang Zhou gestured at the wine jar. It probably weighed less than four kilograms, which was equivalent to less than the capacity of a two-liter Coke bottle. If it was the Jiang family's wine... It was more than 20 degrees in the sky, and Jiang Dezhong drank it. It's over three pounds, no problem at all.
The key is……
This damn imperial wine, Jiang Dezhong said he looked down on other people's imperial wine, but the degree was there.
Anyone who drinks more than 50 degrees of Laobaigan would be in trouble.
The wine master is also talking nonsense.
"Madam, I can't help it. This wine is very strong. My father-in-law may be happy to see me again after a long absence." Zhang Zhou said.
Jiang Pingyu looked at her husband with curiosity in her eyes, as if asking, if your father drinks it, will anything happen to you?
Zhang Zhou shook his wine jar and said, "I didn't drink much."
Just as he was talking, the servants of the Jiang family also came in. Seeing their master sitting on the ground having fun, they quickly went up to help him.
"Don't help me! I didn't drink too much? Can't I just cool down here? Let me tell you, no one can drink from me..."
Jiang Dezhong looked up and saw Zhang Zhou and his wife, and then said nervously, "It's you, what are your names? But don't tell my son-in-law. My son-in-law is the reincarnation of a wine jar. He must have been a drunkard in his previous life." I have been fighting for my whole life. I refuse to accept anyone... Wow wow... I actually lost to him... twice..."
People have cried.
Still crying.
Jiang Pingyu said in her heart that she would add it again.
"Dad!" Jiang Pingyu also wanted to help.
Zhang Zhou did not let Jiang Pingyu go up. Who knows what this old drunkard can do when he is drunk. Before Zhang Zhou, no one had seen how good this guy's wine was. Now the old guy can't even recognize his daughter and son-in-law. come out.
Zhang Zhou said to the servants of the Jiang family: "Help the man back, go out and ask someone to come in and help. Bring him the wine, and let him go back and taste it slowly. See if we can figure out the recipe for making wine."
"What recipe?"
Jiang Pingyu was also confused.
"Oh." Zhang Zhou then remembered to explain it to his wife, "Your father said that this wine tasting is not very good. He plans to go back and study it. Maybe he plans to supply wine to the palace in the future."
"This... ugh!"
After hearing this, Jiang Pingyu felt both angry and ridiculous, unable to laugh or cry.
Jiang Dezhong was helped out by two servants of the Jiang family. As he walked, he didn't forget to turn around and make an appointment with his son-in-law: "...Who is that? You have a good drinker. Next time I will introduce you to my son-in-law. He is from the palace." Yes, the service is reliable!”
Zhang Zhou frowned, what does this mean, am I a eunuch?
Zhang Zhou sent Jiang Dezhong to the door. A carriage was coming not far away, and it was from Duke Cheng's mansion.
Zhu Feng jumped out of the car, and Zhang Lun also got off like a follower. They were all curious about what was going on in front of Zhang's house.
"Hehe, you are a dignitary, you are so powerful...whose family is this?"
"Master, it's time to go!"
In the end, Jiang Dezhong was almost carried by his servants and stuffed into the carriage.
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"Brother Zhang, this is..."
Zhu Feng was also stunned.
what's the situation? Didn’t Brother Zhang just come back not long ago? Why did the Jiang family bring out such a thing?
Zhang Zhou said: "I, Old Taishan, came to visit me from Nanjing, so I gave him some royal wine to taste, and that's it."
"Royal wine?" Zhu Feng's lips twitched, "Is there any more?"
Zhang Zhou said coldly: "You just come to me for a drink?"
"No, isn't that right? After you finish your imperial mission, there are still many things waiting for you to deal with." Zhu Feng said with a smile.
Zhang Zhou asked curiously: "Is there anything else we can talk about later? Didn't we say everything we needed to say when we were at the gate of the palace?"
Zhu Feng was startled, and then thought of the conversation at the palace gate...
I want to tell you at the palace gate that you only mentioned to me about having a baby and asked if there was a woman named Chen.
They don't match up.
"That's right. I heard that you have colored glaze over there. Someone wants to ask if they can make a batch and sell them as antiques and treasures." Zhu Feng looked hopeful.
It's like panning for gold in the sand, or turning stones into gold.
Although ordinary colored glaze products were no longer a rarity in the Ming Dynasty, they were mostly used as tributes, especially those of good quality. Ordinary people could not see pure white colored glaze.
Zhang Zhou shook his head.
He made colored glaze not as a handicraft, nor to make telescopes, nor to use it as window glass.
The blue ocean market he wants to target is myopia glasses and reading glasses.
In the Ming Dynasty, myopia and presbyopia are also stubborn diseases that plague scholars and the elderly. If you can make a batch and sell them... wouldn't you directly enter the high-end market and make yourself a lot of money?
As for being a handicraft... I hope you, Mr. Zhu, can think of it.
Zhang Zhou wanted to say that if it was used as a handicraft collectible, it would probably not be worth much, and it would soon be ruined on the street.
"Zhijie, there are plenty of colored glazes all over the south. If you want to treat them as antiques and treasures, do you want to bully the dignitaries in the capital who don't know how to do it?" Zhang Zhou said, "In this case, I will give you a few pairs of finished products to put on the bridge of your nose. Yes, go back and find someone to see if anyone is willing to buy them. I call them glasses, which are specially designed for short-sightedness and elderly people with blurry vision at close range."
"What?"
Zhu Feng was confused.
I'm here to talk to you about antiques and treasures, but you talk to me about glasses?
As Zhang Zhou spoke, he turned around and walked back: "Come back tomorrow and I will give it to you. I still have something to do here. See if you are..."
"Don't... I have another letter here, it's from Miss Lin..."
Zhang Zhou was also very curious. Zhu Feng seemed to be very interested in being a "matchmaker". Miss Lin actually became a "pen pal" with him. After writing one letter, he asked him to reply, and then the second letter was Come.
Are you going to educate him with great principles again this time?
This kind of rich lady has no values at all and lives entirely in the worldview shaped by others.
"Zhijie, do you know what the power of eyesight is? I have been a monk in the palace for so many days, do you think it is easy for me? Let's go... take Zhang Lun with you. I will treat you to a drink later when I have time, and drink the Royal Wine!"
Zhang Zhou walked toward his yard while chasing people away, and did not invite anyone in after entering.
Then the door closed with a bang.
"Alas!" Zhu Feng sighed there.
Zhang Lun was dumbfounded. One of us is the eldest grandson of the British Duke, and the other is the second son of the Chengguo Duke. We were shut out like this... You, Zhu Feng, have no temper at all?
Zhu Feng looked at Zhang Lun beside him, pointed to the Zhang family gate and said, "He's like that. I'm talking about your husband."
Zhang Lun solemnly emphasized: "He is not my husband yet."
"snort!"
Zhu Feng said disdainfully, "You want to worship him, but he may not be willing to accept it. Why do you think he is doing these days? He teaches the prince alone in the palace, day and night. Why do you think he is your old man? You come to worship him? Not only is he very knowledgeable, but he is also well versed in the mysteries of heaven and secrets, and is connected to the immortal family and ghosts and gods."
Zhang Lun: "..."
Zhu Feng said: "It's a pity that I am too old to accept him as my teacher, otherwise this good opportunity will not come to you. If you listen to me and work more diligently for me, I will help you achieve good things."
Zhang Lun shook his head: "Let's forget it. I just want to thank Mr. Zhang for treating my father."
"Yes, yes, you should also learn from him about treating diseases. Maybe you will become a miracle doctor..."
Zhang Lun felt even more awkward after hearing this.
You are the second son of Duke Cheng's family and you do not have the right to inherit the title, but I do. Why should I become a miracle doctor? Wouldn't it be over if you just go and be a pawn?
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In the city, Cheng Min government residence.
Tang Yin was invited to visit that day, and it was Cheng Minzheng who took the initiative to summon Tang Yin.
This time, Cheng Minzheng was entrusted by his old friend Shen Zhou. Shen Zhou wanted Cheng Minzheng to enlighten Tang Yin so that Tang Yin could cultivate his mind and prepare well for the examination.
"...Bohu, I heard that you are always writing poems and paintings outside recently, and you are high-profile. Why don't you focus on studying and try to pass the Jinshi exam next year and be ranked in the court class from now on? Not only are you good at poetry and painting, but you are also good at writing articles. You have the talent to be number one, so you shouldn’t be distracted at this time!”
Cheng Minzheng has met Tang Yin once. Although he also thinks Tang Yin is wild and unruly, he appreciates Tang Yin's talent and learning.
Cheng Minzheng knows his stuff.
Tang Yin came second in the Jiangnan Township Examination, not because he was not talented, but because Zhang Zhoujian took the wrong approach and won.
Tang Yin said: "Principal scholars, if their hearts are fettered and they are unable to cope with it, why should they force themselves?"
"What do you mean, you have to study as you please?" Cheng Minzheng frowned, "I don't support your association with Xu Heng's father. Although he is talented, he is different from you. You should set higher aspirations than him. You shouldn't be as unruly as him. Ishida recently came to me and told me that you have been brooding about the fact that your ranking in the Jiangnan Provincial Examination fell behind Zhang Bingkuan, and you also said that you had to compete with him. But Zhang Bingkuan refused. meet you."
Tang Yin almost gritted his teeth and said: "People who are just trying to gain fame."
"This person dares to stand out and be known to the world, but he can also hide himself before the test. He knows what is the most urgent task. Have you ever thought that even if you see him and compare with him, you will not be able to see him later. If you are not as good as him in the imperial examination, what does it mean to you?"
Of course, Cheng Minzheng couldn't tell Tang Yin that in fact, Zhang Zhou's identity was far more than just a scholar or a tribute student.
You Tang Yin really can't compare, and you're not qualified to compare.
The only thing you can do is to pass the Jinshi examination.
It's not important to you to become famous. What's important is that you take responsibility for your own life.
"Bohu, I have seen so many talented people in my life, and I have never seen anyone with a higher literary talent than you. Don't let your temporary enthusiasm ruin your life!"
(End of chapter)
