After the morning court, Qiu Yue was left behind by the emperor and summoned alone to Qianqing Palace.
After all, the ceremony of morning court is too formal, and some words are not convenient to say. In private, Zhu Houzhao could feel much more relaxed.
Qiu Yue was a little confused for a moment. Was the bright and great emperor just now and the current one the same person...
"Qiu Yue, what's your nickname?"
"In reply to Your Majesty, my courtesy name is Tingwei."
Zhu Houzhao praised, "Who came up with the word "good"?"
Qiu Yue was a little worried. When he asked Wang Shouren for advice before, he never mentioned that he would 'chat' like this. Fortunately, the questions are not difficult to answer.
"He is my adoptive father. He was the original commander of the Ningxia capital and was the cause of Qiu Li."
Zhu Houzhao doesn't remember much about the details about Qiu Yue, but as far as the person in front of him is concerned, he is also quite tough visually - he is tall and has long arms, and his arms are thicker than ordinary people, and the whole person also looks very big. , such a person leads eight hundred elite cavalry...
Although the number of people is not very large, the impact is very strong.
"Where are your own parents?"
"I came from a humble background, and my father was originally from a military household in Ningxia. However, during the Hongzhi period of Chenghua, the Tatars invaded the borders many times, and wars continued in the northwest. My parents have also passed away."
"Do you have a wife and children?"
"I have a wife and two concubines, and I have a son named Qiuchang."
According to ancient rules, when a general is away leading troops, his wife, children, and children must stay in the capital.
This has nothing to do with who is the emperor. Even the general himself must do this. Otherwise, wouldn't he give people evidence and let others report you for treason?
"With your background, you should be very lucky to be able to enter Fengtian Palace and Qianqing Palace."
"I am here today only because of His Majesty's blessing."
Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "You are a warrior who has never read books. Don't imitate the speech of those literati. I didn't recognize you before, so what blessing do you have?"
Qiu Yuejun could only follow the "formula" in the prelude, but when the emperor suddenly played against him in a different way, he couldn't do it anymore.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty taught you a lesson."
"What a fool. When did I teach you a lesson?" Zhu Houzhao did not embarrass this newcomer who had just entered the palace. He waved his hand and said, "Get up and follow me out for a walk."
"yes."
Qiu Yue was already in his forties. Historically, it seems that he died in the 16th year of Zhengde. At this time, he was in good health and mighty, and he was much taller than the emperor. Standing next to him was actually a bit awkward.
However, no matter how fierce a man was, he became shorter when he entered the palace. He was still a little cautious when following the emperor.
Zhu Houzhao went to the martial arts training hall where he usually exercised. In fact, he knew how to use swords and swords, but he was not very proficient in it and had no actual combat. It was more of a hobby and physical fitness.
On the way, he turned sideways and said to Qiu Yue, "Continuing with what I just said, I have looked at your past. Mr. Yang Ge already praised you for your bravery in combat, and your outstanding military exploits for more than ten years. So if you are where you are today, it is only because of luck. That’s not right, in the end it’s up to you to take care of yourself.”
"Your Majesty gave me the award, and I just made some small contributions."
You Zhi stared at him. Did he start talking nonsense except for a few routine words?
But the emperor didn't seem to care, "So, does Ting Wei want to make some great achievements?"
Qiu Yue suddenly knelt down, "Your Majesty, no matter what the decree, I will never frown!"
"Don't be so startled. Get up." Zhu Houzhao raised his arm and said slowly: "I understand the difficulty of people below doing things. Even if they have made meritorious deeds, the superiors may not know about it. You have to understand me. I only have two eyes, so I can’t know everything. But for you, I have summoned you and remembered it. If you need it for anything in the future, an imperial edict will be passed. By then, I will have achieved great results. Everyone knows it, so commanding everyone is not your end. I mentioned that you have become the commander-in-chief of Ningxia, but don’t think that this achievement in this life is enough."
Qiu Yue's blood suddenly began to boil. What did the emperor mean by these words?
"I...I am stupid. I just think about what your Majesty tells me to do, and I will do it."
Zhu Houzhao said in a serious tone, "I want you to train the elite soldiers of the Four Guards of Ningxia! Elite soldiers who can fight against Guyuan Army and Shuofang Army!"
Qiu Yue immediately discovered that this was the same as what Wang Shouren said that day.
In this way, he was confident, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I may be a bit clumsy in my duties, but leading troops in battle is the job of a man who eats food! Nothing will go wrong."
Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand.
Behind him, You Zhi carefully handed over a knife. The handle was black, but the blade was polished very brightly.
"This is not a famous sword, but it was specially made for my own use by my people. This time, your achievements in suppressing the rebellion, and being promoted to the first level of the capital commander are actually a bit shallow, I understand. Therefore, I specially summoned you to the capital, which is also Want to make amends with this. Take it."
Qiu Yue was at a loss. He didn't know whether he should accept it or not.
You Zhi reminded you, "General Qiu, all gifts from the Holy Spirit have profound meanings and must not be rejected."
Qiu Yue then knelt down and raised his hands high, "I thank your Majesty for the gift of the sword."
"There is no deep meaning. I just hope that you, Qiu Tingwei, can become a sharp scimitar for my Ming Dynasty. Remember, the northwest will still use troops, and your future will not stop here. Don't imitate those short-sighted generals who occupy land and bully the people. If you train and run the army well, the rewards in the future will not be more than a few acres of thin farmland?"
The king bestows a sword, which has a profound meaning.
But Zhu Houzhao did not hesitate much. After all, this was the Marquis of Xianning in history.
Qiu Yue also didn't expect to achieve such a gain this time. Apart from kneeling down and kowtow, he couldn't say any powerful and beautiful words.
After Zhu Houzhao finished his work, he asked him to leave the palace. At the same time, he told him, "Mr. Yang Ge has shown you the kindness of knowing and supporting you. You must pay a visit before you leave the capital. Don't just go back to Ningxia on your own."
"Wei Chen obeys the order!"
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Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
On the other side, Yan Song had locked himself in the study for a day and basically had no clue.
However, Li Mengyang's group really did it openly. At this time, the cultural gathering had not officially started, and everyone in Beijing already knew about it.
The location was chosen in the library garden of a new 'landmark building' in the capital.
The Library Garden is a well-established place. No matter where you are a scholar, you will definitely visit this garden first when you arrive in the capital. People come in small groups and leave many stories behind. For example, so-and-so studied hard in the library for a year and finally passed high school.
Stories like this gave the library a special meaning by the literati of the Qing Dynasty. As long as anyone wanted to hang out in the literati circle, no one would dare to humiliate or slander it at will.
With Li Mengyang's status in the literary world, it was not difficult for him to choose this place, and it was extremely suitable.
But even they didn't expect Yan Song to come.
Yan Song was a former attendant in the Chamber of Servants and the emperor's 'personal secretary'. His status was somewhat special.
Moreover, Yan Song has not done anything bad so far, and he is still a decent person, although he is not close to them.
Bian Gong also said to Li Mengyang: "This Yan Weizhong doesn't have a close relationship with us. I thought he didn't agree with the restoration of the literary world we advocated, but I didn't expect... I'm afraid it's because of the wrong person, and he only has the face of God-given brother. Give."
Li Mengyang felt a little proud of being a scholar, but he said: "I heard that he has some practical knowledge, so we won't be able to take advantage of him when the time comes, and don't think of ourselves as seniors."
"Understand, understand, those who are masters come first."
According to the 'academic seniority', both Li Mengyang and Bian Gongzhong were Jinshi much earlier than Yan Song.
These two people have been in society for several years, and they still cling to the "graduation college rankings" every day.
The literati gathered together and it was very lively.
But speaking of it, those are the forms.
As a discerning person, you must first choose a suitable place, which means it must be stylish. Even if there is no real landscape, it must be decorated with paintings by famous people. Only when so many famous people gather together to talk about mysteries and Taoism can it feel elegant.
There is no shortage of these in the library garden. After all, this is a place created for literati.
Song Heng, the library gardener, was also a scholar. As a scholar, it would be difficult to refuse invitations from people like Li Mengyang and He Jingming. Although the emperor did not issue an explicit edict, borrowing the book garden to hold grand events does not violate the court rules.
After you have a place, you need some necessary 'objects'.
The so-called literati gathering is nothing more than drinking, drinking tea, admiring flowers, playing the piano, composing poems, painting, etc. Don't get bored, this kind of spiritual civilization is not an ordinary level.
After all these are provided, along with tables, chairs, benches, and the Four Treasures of the Study Room, as long as we get together at the right time, whether we play games, compose poems, or just talk for fun, we will never be left in the dark.
It was the first day of November in the fourth year of Zhengde. This day was chosen well.
Yan Song straightened his clothes, and he had to set off if he didn't want to. In fact, he also knew that after today's trip, he was afraid that there would be no small noise tomorrow.
(End of chapter)
