If you offend Feng Bao, you will be exempted from official status because you step into the official office with your left foot.
If you offend Zhang Juzheng, you will be exempted from residence just because you step into the official office with your right foot.
If you offend both of them, you will most likely be exiled to Yongning Temple to cut ice to catch fish.
After Xu Zhenming received the message from Feng Bao and Zhang Juzheng, he began to coordinate and arrange all the plans. The emperor's marriage and Nongsang should be available, and the dirty work could be done when His Majesty was away.
"Didn't you say that we should plant seeds after the Qingming Festival? It's only the first day of the first lunar month, can we raise seedlings?" Zhu Yijun asked with a frown. He was really practicing it seriously.
Xu Zhenming looked at the huge glass fire chamber and once again lamented that power is really omnipotent. Xu Zhenming whispered: "Your Majesty, the main purpose of the Qingming Festival is to warm the ground and provide irrigation."
Does the glass fire chamber lack floor temperature? Lack of irrigation? Nothing is missing.
Zhu Yijun looked at the glass fire chamber and understood what Xu Zhenming meant. Even if there was a lack of light, it could be solved.
The taste of power is indeed wonderful.
"Your Majesty, come this way." Xu Zhenming brought Zhu Yijun to the nursery. There are three types of potatoes, namely yellow, purple, and white, while there are four types of sweet potatoes, namely red heart, white heart, yellow heart, and purple heart.
These three kinds of potatoes and four kinds of sweet potatoes were all sent to the capital by Luo Gongchen, the governor of the coastal defense department of Yuegang City.
What Zhu Yijun has to do is to spread all kinds of potatoes and sweet potatoes on the ground with everyone, and wait for them to germinate. After they germinate, they can cut them and start growing seedlings.
Carrying potatoes and sweet potatoes is not very troublesome. Zhu Yijun held a pen in his hand and recorded Xu Zhenming's words in a book bit by bit.
Xu Zhenming and several old farmers chatted for a long time about water chestnut seedlings, facing a pile of potatoes and sweet potatoes spread on the ground. Zhu Yijun just listened and did not speak.
After Xu Zhenming finished chatting with the old farmer, he came to His Majesty and said, "Seedling cultivation is the top priority."
"These water chestnuts are the same as potatoes and sweet potatoes. Water chestnuts are made from bulbs. If these bulbs are planted, they will degrade and be seriously poisonous. That means the yield is low and unstable. If they are planted, male water chestnuts will often appear on the plant. Dwarf, bushy, no bulbs, and ultimately unproductive.”
Water chestnuts have many characteristics in common with potatoes and sweet potatoes. Water chestnuts are grown in Guangdong, Fujian, Guizhou, and Zhejiang. Since the Song Dynasty, some people have wanted to plant water chestnuts with extremely high yields on a large scale.
But in the end they couldn't succeed. In the end, water chestnuts could be used to save famines in famine years. It was extremely difficult to become a staple food.
In most cases, water chestnuts are grown as a fruit, and water chestnuts cannot grow in the north because it is cold.
"Don't these water chestnuts, potatoes and sweet potatoes have seeds?" Zhu Yijun asked a little strangely.
Xu Zhenming shook his sleeves and took out a cloth bag from inside. After opening it, there were some kidney-shaped seeds in different colors. He said with certainty: "Yes, seeds. The germination rate is too low and the yield is extremely low. "
After planting an acre of land and replanting repeatedly, the planting density still cannot be reached.
When water chestnuts bloom, they have to knock off their flowers, cut off their floating roots, and cut off their attached leaves, not to mention not harvesting enough seeds.
After Xu Zhenming’s explanation, Zhu Yijun finally understood that in order to plant without seeds, the main reason was that the seeds could not be planted.
When it comes to farming, Zhu Yijun never expresses any opinions casually. He really doesn't know how to do it. He can even grow pothos to death, so he chose to listen to the opinions of professionals.
Leave professional matters to professionals.
Zhu Yijun farmed, and what he planted was what he planted. He lived one day at a time and resigned to his fate. Therefore, under the premise that Xu Zhenming and the old farmers really wanted to grow potatoes and sweet potatoes, Zhu Yijun had the opportunity to use his imperial power to cause trouble.
Xu Zhenming was a Jinshi. He could have flattered His Majesty from the perspective of a civil servant and praised His Majesty for his good words and kindness, but he didn't because he didn't expect that he was just accompanying His Majesty to farm the land very simply. He simply wanted to Do this well.
Xu Zhenming didn't know how to do anything except farming. If he knew how to adapt, he wouldn't carry a bamboo strip book box to Beijing.
As the sun set, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty returned to the Qianqing Palace again. After washing in the bathroom and having dinner, he ran directly to the desk and began to record every bit of today's gains.
This time, he had an additional set of questions. These were all current difficulties, such as how to detoxify water chestnuts, potatoes, and sweet potatoes that are cultivated using tubers. Detoxification can maintain yields. How to detoxify is not what Zhu Yijun wants to overcome now. subject.
What Zhu Yijun needs to do now is to summarize the experiences and lessons learned from past generations of agricultural books and farmers, and grow potatoes and sweet potatoes on the land in the north.
He kept drawing a glass model on the paper. There was a large glass bubble at one end of the model, and the other end was open. Water would be poured into it, and the water surface would rise and fall using the principle of thermal expansion and contraction. measure temperature.
He put down the pen in his hand and was very satisfied with the model in his hand, which was the most primitive thermometer. This thermometer can determine at what temperature potatoes and sweet potatoes can germinate, at what temperature they will thrive, at what temperature they will bloom, and what Under such temperatures, seedlings will be frozen for replanting.
He was really serious about farming. Although Queen Mother Li always thought it was hard for the children, Zhu Yijun really found everything interesting. He was thinking about how to encourage the planting of potatoes and sweet potatoes after the planting was successful.
The way to be a king is to save the people first. If you harm the people in order to sacrifice yourself, it is like cutting off your legs and eating your belly. If your belly is full, you will die.
This is a passage Zhang Juzheng explained today when he talked about Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty. It means: As a king, you must first think about the people. If you harm the people to serve the monarch, it is like cutting off the meat from the thigh to eat. , although full, the body is already dead.
The people can carry the boat, and they can also capsize it.
People are like water, they can carry a boat and they can also capsize it.
The reason is very simple and not difficult to understand, but usually the emperor is the last person to know that the country is going to perish.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the turmoil of the Yellow Turban Army seemed to spread across the entire Eastern Han Dynasty in an instant, like a fire starting a prairie fire, as if it was suddenly ignited. The sky is dead, Huang Tiandang is standing, and the year is Jiazi, and the world is prosperous. This cry, It seemed that in just a few months, it sounded throughout the Eastern Han Dynasty and blossomed everywhere.
Is the surging momentum of the Yellow Turban Army really an accident? Not really.
Long before the Yellow Turbans uprising, the slogan "Heaven is dead" had been widely circulated among the people.
There is a brick called Cang Tian Nai Shi Brick, which was carved on April 4, the third year of Jianning. This brick was carved fourteen years before the Yellow Turban Army uprising.
The sky is dying until it is dead, which is the process of people's resentment from undercurrent to boiling over and filling the sky.
The water that capsizes the boat is the tears of the common people, but you don’t know it until it flows horizontally.
The water that overthrows the imperial court and the country is the tears of the common people, but until it flows horizontally, gentlemen and those who govern people cannot see it.
Zhu Yijun did not see the tears of the people, but he knew the outcome of the Ming Dynasty and knew the responsibility on him.
"Huh! It's done. Give it to Feng Daxuan tomorrow and let him burn it out and put it in the Jingshan glass fire room. Since it is going to be done, it must be done well, carefully and clearly." Zhu Yijun handed the drawing in his hand to Zhang Hong, and then He walked towards the couch, threw himself on the bed, and fell asleep.
Go to bed early and get up early to grow taller.
Zhang Hong handed the papyrus to the palace maid, and the palace maid gave the papyrus to Xu Jue. Xu Jue handed it over to Feng Bao overnight, and Feng Bao asked the Bingzhan Bureau to burn the paper overnight.
Officials inside and outside the empire are always ready to serve His Majesty the Emperor at any time. This is the emperor's right.
On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head, and a thunder flashed across the sky. The rumble spread and exploded in the air, and then reached the Wenhua Hall where the court was discussing.
At this time, Tan Lun, Minister of the Ministry of War, was in the process of becoming an official again.
This time, it was not because the corpse was not included in Wang Chonggu's list of generals to be promoted to the capital, but because Tan Lun went to worship at the Altar of the Sun during the spring equinox. Due to the cold weather in late spring, he caught wind and cold, coughed repeatedly, and lost his etiquette.
The emperor would be reprimanded by Empress Dowager Li if he knocked over tables and chairs or if he did not walk smoothly. Then, it would also be inappropriate for courtiers to cough, sneeze, squat down due to lack of energy, whisper to each other, etc. during the ceremony.
Those who impeached Tan Lun were Jingsong and Han Bixian, the censors of Fujian Province of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
"My army has a heavy responsibility, and it is entrusted to someone else. If something unexpected happens to the Northern invaders and invades our territory, how can we send thousands of sacrifices to others if we can't do it for a while?" Ge Shouli, the general secretary of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, finished reading Jing Song's memorial. , handed the memorial to Xiao Huangmen, who placed it in front of Zhang Juzheng.
"Ah, yes, yes, you are right. Tomorrow I will write another official memorial and beg for leave because of my illness. Isn't that just because I don't like me? I won't be an eyesore to you here." Tan Lun stood up suddenly. Will want to leave.
Zhang Juzheng looked at Tan Lun and said calmly: "Shang Shu Tan, this is the Wenhua Palace."
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Xixiao, who was standing at the door holding an embroidered spring knife and a cleansing whip, breathed a sigh of relief. Tan Lun, on the other hand, was angry and left the table angrily, asking the officials to stop him or not.
Tan Lun left privately like this, which was definitely a breach of etiquette. According to the system, the correction officer had to take him down on the spot, which was his duty.
But as a martial artist, Zhu Xixiao took down the Minister of War on the spot, which was causing trouble for his brother Cheng Guogong Zhu Xizhong.
When Tan Lun heard Zhang Juzheng calling him, he could only shake his sleeves vigorously, looked at the proud Ge Shouli with disgust, and sat back in his seat.
Tan Lun betrayed the Jin Party, and the Jin Party took advantage of every opportunity to impeach him. Tan Lun indeed made a mistake and violated etiquette. This was indeed a big crime in the Ming Dynasty with strict etiquette.
Zhu Yijun paused the pen in his hand, thought for a moment, and then continued writing.
It doesn't matter what Ge Shouli's fart means.
Tan Lun fell ill before the Spring Equinox. He claimed he was sick and asked for leave, so he did not attend the sacrificial ceremony at the Altar of the Sun. The officials did not allow him to take sick leave. Tan Lun went to the Altar of the Sun with an illness. The cold wind blew up and almost sent him away. The illness had just occurred. Well, the dogs of the Metropolitan Procuratorate have already begun to pounce.
One after another, Tan Lun changed the court because of the promotion of the list of generals in the capital camp.
At least that's what most people in the Jin Party think.
Tan Lun's situation is extremely difficult.
"Ge Zongxian, the Minister of Rites, Lu Shusheng, are also coughing at the altar of the sun. Why is no one impeaching Lu Shusheng?" Feng Bao started to get weird.
"Is there anything else?" Ge Shouli frowned and looked at Feng Bao with confusion.
"Is it possible that Ge Zongxian only knows one thing but not the other?" Feng Bao sneered. Maybe the vanguard of the Jin Party impeached a minister without complete information?
Whenever the little emperor goes out, he will ask Feng Bao to tell the truth!
As a member of the inner court, Feng Bao's first duty was to protect the imperial power. Tan Lun offended the Jin Party because he promoted generals in the capital to prevent the Jin Party from becoming dominant. No matter what Tan Lun's purpose was, it was Not only did this matter serve as a proxy for Zhang Juzheng, but it directly and indirectly protected the emperor's safety.
Feng Bao naturally wanted to keep Tan Lun.
Feng Bao sat up straight, with full firepower, pointed at Ge Shouli and said calmly: "The Analects of Confucius: Wei Linggong says: If you are generous to yourself but do not blame others, you will be far away from resentment."
"Ge Zongxian is also a scholar. What do you mean by this? Explain it? If Mr. Ge doesn't want to explain it, it doesn't matter. Our eunuch will do it."
Ge Shouli's expression changed when he heard this.
This eunuch is hitting people with the big stick of the Analects of Confucius again!
