The vacation system for officials in the Ming Dynasty has gone through a long process of evolution.
Grandfather Taizu was a workaholic and believed that officials should just work like him and never take a break.
Therefore, the officials of the Hongwu Dynasty were particularly miserable. There are only three holidays a year, namely the Spring Festival, the Winter Solstice and the Emperor's Birthday.
Taizong "Feng Tian Jingnan", after Yingtian came to the throne, became a little more relaxed. In the seventh year of Yongle, from the eleventh day of the first lunar month to the twenty-first day of the first lunar month, officials were given ten days' leave.
Xuanzong extended the holiday to Dragon Boat Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival.
During the Xianzong period, the Han system of "taking a break for bathing every five days" was directly implemented. Four days of work and one day off. Compared with Taizu, Xianzong can be called a peerless good boss.
The weather was good on the last holiday in November of the 23rd year of Chenghua, with warm sunshine in winter.
Huaien called his goddaughter Tangtang and his godson Changfeng to the Yongding River to fish for tortoises.
Between a fat figure and a young and muscular figure, there is a small one.
More than a hundred regiment soldiers were guarding the surrounding area. There were more than a dozen eunuchs waiting on him.
The three of them sat there for an hour without any movement from the fishing rod.
Suddenly, Wynn's club head moved slightly.
Chang Feng reminded: "Master, I took the bait."
Wynn's pole is a three-finger-long fish.
Tangtang muttered something to the side: "If the bastard doesn't take the bait, the little fish will fool around."
Wynn picked off the small fish and threw it into the water. He sighed: "Oh."
Chang Feng asked: "Why do you sigh?"
Wynn said: "Wang An is so worried! That bastard is as thick-skinned as the city wall of Deshengmen. I hinted and said it explicitly seven or eight times in a month, asking him to deliver the memorial to the old man."
"He always pretends to be stupid and dumbfounded. This man is as greedy for power as his life. He refuses to give up his position as chief assistant to the end of his life."
"The emperor is also worried about this matter. However, the emperor insists on using fair and just means to expel him from the capital."
"Since we have to use fair and aboveboard means, we can't frame him. That guy is very meticulous in his work. I can't find any excuse for him at the moment."
Chang Feng raised the fishing rod in his hand: "We, Commander Zhu, searched for his private files in the stall. As a result, there was only a blank piece of paper in the private file box."
Jinyiwei is responsible for monitoring officials. All the officials of the imperial court have private offices in Jinyiwei. Officials' handles will be recorded in private files.
However, Wan An had the shamelessness to join the Wan family. When Concubine Wan Gui was happy, she asked Wantong to clear his private files.
Wynn said: "We still need to find a way to get the evidence that Wan An has committed something. With the evidence, the emperor can justifiably let him go."
Chang Feng fell into silence, thinking hard about how to deal with Wan An.
At this moment, Tangtang's fishing rod tightened: "Grandpa, brother, it seems that you are a bastard!"
Chang Feng said casually: "Is it Xiaoyu?"
Wynn shouted from the side: "No! The fishing rod is bent! Good boy, please give me the rod."
Tangtang gave the fishing rod to Wynn. Wynn lifted it hard and actually caught a big tortoise weighing three kilograms!
Wynn laughed: "You're lucky if you're a good boy!"
Chang Feng helped Wynn pick the tortoise from the fishhook. I saw the four words "Many children, many blessings" engraved on this bastard's back.
In the capital, there is a custom of carving words on the backs of turtles and releasing them to pray for blessings.
Wynn looked at it and said, "Hey, it's a blessing bastard. You can't kill it for stew. Let it go."
Chang Feng put the tortoise into the water. He laughed at himself and thought: If you want to "have more children", what's the use of just carving the words "release" on the back of a turtle. I still have to practice the 18-way leg kick with my wife and concubines.
My Xiaoyan is very strong in Kung Fu. Compete with me every day. Isn’t this what makes me pregnant?
That's right, after more than half a year of non-stop practicing leg skills, practicing diligently at night, and occasionally doing morning and afternoon exercises... Liu Xiaoyan became pregnant. Already three months pregnant.
Suddenly, Chang Feng had an idea: the joy of bed and quilt were not just a matter of playing leg kicks. Wan'an's success in the early days was based on sending various Kung Fu secret books with lifelike illustrations to the late Emperor.
He blurted out: "Yes!"
Wynn asked: "What's up?"
Chang Feng said: "There is a way to make Wan An go away! Grandpa, the dignified chief assistant will send obscene letters to the late emperor for nothing. To put it lightly, this is called flattering and inviting favors when the king is evil."
"To put it more seriously, this is called using obscene techniques to destroy the dragon body of the late emperor. It caused the early emperor to die early in his prime!"
"The civil servants of the Ming Dynasty, at least on the surface, attach the most importance to etiquette, justice and integrity."
"Sending obscene letters to the late emperor is shameless!"
"All you need to do is find those letters of flattery that Wan An sent to the late emperor. Make them public in the morning. The emperor will have a reason to expel Wan An."
"The civil servants of the Manchu Dynasty will also help tell Wan An to get out."
Wynn directly put the fishing rod aside: "What a grandson! How could I forget this problem? No more fishing. You and Tangtang go home first. I'll go to the palace."
The three of them parted ways by the Yongding River. Chang Feng took Tangtang back to his house on horseback.
There is a bunch of bananas on the fruit plate in the Changfu hall.
Sweet bananas were not something ordinary people could eat in the Ming Dynasty. After all, it is a specialty of Guangdong and Guangxi, and it requires official post horses to travel long distances to transport it to Beijing.
Chang Feng picked one up casually, opened it and gave it to Tangtang to eat. He asked Liu Xiaoyan: "Where did you get the bananas?"
Liu Xiaoyan replied: "The governor of Guangxi came to the palace to pay tribute. Last noon, Queen Zhang asked the father-in-law of Kunning Palace to give a bunch to our family."
Queen Zhang's life was saved by the Chang family. Since taking charge of the Sixth Palace, Liu Xiaoyan has been treated very kindly.
She gave a banquet in Kunning Palace, and the duchess and Yipin Gaoming were to sit under Liu Xiaoyan. She would occasionally share some of the specialties sent to the harem from various places and give them to her sworn sister Liu Xiaoyan to try.
Chang Feng suddenly remembered the "big secret" Ji Xiao said before he died.
Curiosity drove him to ask Liu Xiaoyan: "Do you have any winter jujubes at home?"
Liu Xiaoyan replied: "Yes."
Chang Feng said: "Bring a handful."
Not long after, Liu Xiaoyan brought a handful of winter dates.
Changfeng took two mouthfuls of winter dates and another mouthful of banana, chewing them together in his mouth.
Both things were sweet, but after chewing two mouthfuls, Chang Feng suddenly felt suffocated!
Damn...what a weird smell! It's absolutely disgusting!
Chang Feng was not Zhu Ji, nor was he the old man from Dao City in later generations. He has never eaten shit and doesn't know what shit tastes like.
But the taste in my mouth that goes straight up to the sky...maybe it's almost like eating shit!
"Ugh!" Chang Feng spit out the mixture of winter dates and bananas in his mouth, and drank tea to rinse his mouth.
Liu Xiaoyan asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Chang Feng cursed: "I fell into the evil monk Jixiao's plot!"
Ji Xiao's joking words before his death were actually the truth.
Sweet bananas and winter dates taste like shit when eaten together.
But Ji Xiao is certain that anyone who originally didn't know this strange knowledge will definitely try it out of curiosity after hearing about it.
This is not a conspiracy, it can be called a conspiracy.
Chang Feng was completely fooled by Ji Xiao. I believe you, this old monk is really bad! He deserves to have his chest pierced by bamboo shoots!
The holiday was over, and Chang Feng came to Jinyiwei Dianmao early the next morning.
Sun Luan said: "You go to the commander to check the room. The commander and the governor are waiting for you."
Chang Feng came to the commander's room.
Wynn said: "Grandson, the emperor has personally assigned you an errand. This errand is extremely important, and you must do it well."
Chang Feng asked: "What's the errand?"
Wynn said: "That's your specialty - confiscating homes."
Chang Feng asked again: "Whose house was raided?"
Wynn smiled and said, "Guess."
Chang Feng said: "Which family belongs to a corrupt official?"
Wynn shook his head slightly.
Chang Feng said: "Which demon monk, Taoist priest, or alchemist's family belongs to you?"
Wynn still shook his head.
Chang Feng continued to ask: "That is the home of which noble lord and uncle?"
Wynn continued to shake his head.
Chang Feng was surprised: "Could it be the mansion of some vassal king?"
Wynn shook off his baggage: "The Emperor ordered you to search the Qianqing Palace!"
Chang Feng was stunned: "Search the palace?"
