After entering from the Xuanwu Gate in the north, the beautiful ladies then crossed the Shunzhen Gate - this gate means reverence and chastity.
This road is the way for beautiful girls to enter the palace. Shunzhen Gate is the name of the gate, and it is also the admonition that the beautiful ladies who pass through this gate must abide by.
This is the starting point for the carp to jump over the dragon gate, and it is also the boundary between joy and sorrow.
To the south of Shunzhen Gate is the Imperial Garden.
Sun Ming remained silent in the crowd and walked through the familiar imperial garden with small steps.
Among the other beautiful ladies, there were those who were bold enough to look at the scenery of the imperial garden from the corner of their eyes, and those who were timid just lowered their heads and followed the procession forward.
The gate of the courtyard is closed during the quiet flower time, and the beauties stand side by side in the Qiongxuan.
He wanted to talk about palace affairs with passion, but the parrot in front did not dare to say anything.
This poem "Poem in the Palace" written by Zhu Qingyu in the Tang Dynasty has flowed through the hearts of Zhang Qinghe, the daughter of Zhang Ji, and Wen Suyun, the daughter of Wen Zhengming.
Isn't it exactly like this at this moment?
After bypassing the Qin'an Hall and passing the Wanchun Pavilion, in front of and to the right of their eyes was the towering Kunning Palace - a location that many beautiful women at this time yearned for.
Going further, they can see Qianqing Palace. Your Majesty should be inside at this moment, right? If they can be among the fifty, they can all stand in front of His Majesty.
This time not only one queen and two concubines were selected, but also nine concubines. Twelve are chosen from fifty, so it is crucial to rank fifty first - for those showgirls who are determined to leap from a branch to become a phoenix.
After they passed the Qianqing Palace, they turned left and saw a long alley in front of them.
On the left hand side, it should be the East Sixth Palace. They first passed by the gate of Chang'an Palace, and then passed by the gate of Changshou Palace. At this moment, there was no owner in either of them.
The show girls walked through the two courtyards, and a palace gate with much smaller regulations appeared on the left.
The palace maid in front stopped: "This is where the Six Shang Bureau of Gongzhengsi is located. During these three months, you will all live here. The palace rules are strict, you are not allowed to wander around, and you are not allowed to spy on yourself. Do you understand?"
"……yes."
Three hundred people lined up in several rows shouted this sentence softly, and then walked into the palace gate one by one.
Going north and east, passing through a long open space, they came to the northeast corner of the Forbidden City.
There are three large courtyards, each of which accommodates a hundred people. After remembering their accommodation, they all lined up in the long open space.
Standing in front of them on an open space nearly ten feet wide and forty feet long was the "Beautiful Girl Training and Selection" team sent from Gong Zhengsi, Liu Shang Bureau and Si Rite Supervisor.
"According to the orders of the Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother Yi, all the beautiful ladies will begin to familiarize themselves with the palace rules and keep in mind the women's training. The Palace Chief Secretary Dianzheng, the Shangyi Bureau Tongshi, and the Six Bureaus of Twenty-four Palms will inspect the virtues, talents, and workmanship of all the beautiful ladies. In the third month of the calendar, one of the six will be selected to prepare for the royal selection. All the beautiful women should listen carefully and not be arrogant or disobedient!"
Sun Ming gradually became nervous as she listened to the female officer in front of her begin to read out the rules.
This is what ordinary beautiful girls from good families will experience. How many overt and covert fights will there be in the next three months?
She still remembered what her mother told her last night: don't eat randomly, don't play with others, be careful not to get hurt with sharp objects...
This is actually the step with the highest elimination rate: the first time is to keep four thousand out of five thousand, then half, then half, and three out of ten.
But this time, one was left out of six.
One step away. The temptation of Mother Yi Tianxia may make many people grow crazy in their hearts?
Standing on the open ground under the sun, the first lesson is about standing posture and walking pace.
"Does she have any resentment?" After the national policy meeting, Zhu Houcong asked Gao Zhong after returning to the Qianqing Palace.
"Reporting to your majesty, the empress is upright and prudent, without any resentment." Gao Zhong replied seriously.
Zhu Houcong nodded.
"Your Majesty, do you want to take a look?" Gao Zhong asked with a smile.
Zhu Houcong gave him a calm look.
"... I know I was wrong. Your Majesty, please punish me." Gao Zhong was struck by this look and fell to his knees.
"Get up, tell me to go down, I want to go to Wanfa Pavilion."
Zhu Houcong walked inside, and Lin Qingping followed him in to help him change into regular clothes, but then asked with a smile: "Your Majesty, you really don't want to go and take a look?"
"What's the rush? Don't be in a hurry."
Lin Qingping could be bolder and still ask. After all, she was more familiar with the emperor and her status was different.
There was something in Zhu Houcong's words, and Lin Qingping couldn't help but darken her eyes.
From the first month to the present, for five months, she and the emperor had been getting along day and night in the Qianqing Palace. Compared with the rain and dew in the future, she has been so uniquely favored in these five months.
But there was no sign of pregnancy.
Seeing her changing clothes for him, Zhu Houcong gently pinched her tender cheeks and said, "Don't worry, I told you. The wedding hasn't happened yet. Is it possible that you will still have a big belly when I canonize you?"
Lin Qingping looked at him confusedly.
She didn't understand the words.
After Zhu Houcong changed his clothes, he hugged her over and lifted her gently. After Lin Qingping's heart palpitations and dizziness subsided, he had already moistened his mouth and walked out.
"Prepare some fragrant soup today and wait for me to come back from Wanfa Pavilion."
Lin Qingping raised her sleeves to cover her lips, pursed her lips and pressed her chest, thinking: Wasn't it so busy for several days every month that she wasn't allowed to sleep with her? Today seems to be one of those days...
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From the end of February, Luo An was asked to travel to various places to announce the decree. There were mainly three types of people invited to worship at the Wanfa Hall: old farmers, mathematicians, and some miscellaneous people who gradually went astray on the road to the imperial examination.
Those old farmers were the easiest to invite, because the honor given by the emperor was so powerful. Just the fact that the family's children can study for free in the school run by the Huangzhuang Salesian Hospital in the future is enough, not to mention that they are ordered to take care of the emperor's land for the emperor?
Zhu Houcong first accumulated people with experience in agriculture, waiting to summarize and promote agricultural planting and breeding technologies later.
For these things, we have to rely on those whose knowledge is really "sophisticated".
After all, there is a threshold for knowledge, at least literacy. And those who have access to many books and are gradually attracted by some natural science knowledge also have a certain economic foundation-many of them are people who were famous for their intelligence when they were young, and later "disappeared from everyone". They could no longer concentrate on preparing for the imperial examination, and they could not let go of the many miscellaneous subjects that increasingly attracted them.
For these people, what attracts them to Wanfa Museum is its huge library: Zhu Houcong is already planning to reorganize the "Yongle Dadian". There are many idle people in the Hanlin Academy. These literate "miscellaneous people" have the status of being enshrined in the Wanfa Museum and will be responsible for excerpting some of the various knowledge Zhu Houcong needs from the vast number of books.
These scholars with special interests collided here for three to five years. Zhu Houcong wanted to observe them and gradually inspired them to take a more "crooked" path through conversations with them.
It is impossible to achieve any technology by oneself. There are actually many skilled craftsmen in Ming Dynasty. What is more important is to first find some people who can systematically organize experience, refine skills, and have scientific and technological thinking.
Such people also save first.
The emperor was actually interested in these things, and coming to chat with them from time to time was a great encouragement.
But today Zhu Houcong came to Wanfa Pavilion specifically not to continue chatting with them about astronomy and geography, but because of a special person.
The son of a businessman, he is fifty-four years old.
"Your Majesty, this is it."
The eunuch working at the Wanfa Pavilion was leading the way. Zhu Houcong looked at Wang Wensu, who had received the order and knelt outside the door in advance.
"Get up and go into the room to talk. I heard that you didn't want to come. The book has been compiled for twenty-eight years. There are too many confirmed ancient books?"
"... Your Majesty has summoned you, how dare you not obey your orders? You will receive no reward for your efforts, and your book is about to be completed. I wanted to finish compiling this set of "New Collection of Ancient and Modern Arithmetic Guides" before dedicating it to Your Majesty... "
Wang Wensu was indeed very frightened. When I first learned about this, I was baffled, but the title of the enshrined person in the Wanfa Hall didn't seem like a bad thing, and the Jin Yiwei who invited him was also polite.
Zhu Houcong did not actually have this person in his memory, but according to the information submitted by Luo An, this person was indeed very famous in arithmetic.
Many large Shanxi merchant families wanted to hire him, a fellow countryman, to teach their apprentices, but Wang Wensu had spent more than twenty-seven years writing a set of books.
"These are the ten books that have been compiled?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the common people have compiled ten books in total, thirty-seven volumes, and more than 430,000 words..."
Zhu Houcong looked at the study room and the living room and bedroom arranged for Wang Wensu. After sitting down, he asked with a smile: "You have also read all over the history of reading and studying hundreds of schools of thought, but you have never obtained any honors. Now that I have invited you to do it, This offering is for those who call themselves ministers.”
"...I thank your Majesty for your grace. I am frightened and wonder what mission your Majesty has for summoning me to the capital? I will do my best..."
"Get up and sit down first." Zhu Houcong picked up the first book, opened it, and asked him, "How long will it take you to compile a complete set of books?"
"It took me nearly twenty-eight years to compile these thirty-seven volumes. There are still five volumes left. Plus the collation, I estimate that it will take another two years..."
"Thirty years of hard work." Zhu Houcong sighed with emotion, and then looked at him, "Wang Wensu, I invite you to come to Beijing for two reasons. First, I heard that you are a master of arithmetic, and I want to learn arithmetic from you. .Secondly, I would like to ask you to help me teach more students."
After saying that, he patted the book in his hand and said, "After you finish compiling this set of "Arithmetic Treasure Book", you can take the rest of the students. I will take six volumes back first, and after copying them, I will send the original back first. I will study first. I will study the first six books of yours, and if you have any doubts, I will come back and ask your teacher for advice."
"I dare not call myself sir... Your Majesty treats me like this... minister... minister..." Wang Wensu was at a loss when he heard these two important missions.
For more than twenty-seven years, he had stayed at home, eating the inheritance left by his father and compiling books. How could he have ever thought that he would receive such courtesy?
Although Zhu Houcong had only glanced through it briefly, he knew that he was a real mathematics idiot.
He looked at Wang Wensu and sighed, which made Wang Wensu feel anxious.
"I will also look for some young people who like mathematics from all over the country to come to Beijing. In the future, there will be many people who like mathematics here. Sir, I will finish compiling this set of books with peace of mind. After the collation is completed, I will print it out and include it in the "Yongle Dadian" "."
Wang Wensu's eyes suddenly changed, his gray beard was trembling, and then he asked: "Your Majesty... you haven't read the minister carefully... I lied, your majesty forgives me..."
"Since I want to learn from Sir, I have naturally studied some arithmetic. I can see that this book by Sir is extraordinary."
Zhu Houcong sighed just now, just because of his twenty-eight years of hard work, he couldn't just overthrow it and start over again, right?
Moreover, time has its own inertia.
When I looked through it just now, although the recorded numbers were uppercase numbers and abbreviated numbers that I could easily understand, some of the calculation examples above were presented using calculation chips.
The arithmetic formulas that were very unfamiliar to Zhu Houcong may be as natural to Wang Wensu as the Arabic numeral formulas to himself.
It’s not that Arabic numerals have never been introduced to China, but because China already has a complete mathematical expression form, and has a top-down, right-to-left writing habit, plus arithmetic is mainly used for accounting, Arabic numerals are used in China has not been adopted.
The calculation examples in Wang Wensu's book are also written from top to bottom and from right to left.
There is no need to show off to Wang Wensu now. Let him finish compiling the book first and then "translate" it himself.
There are many things that can only be laid slowly in this Wanfa Hall.
Mathematics is the basis of many things, and its standardization must be done in advance.
After continuing to chat with Wang Wensu for a while, he went to the few miscellaneous scholars who were already staying here. After chatting about the calendar, he returned to the palace and opened the first volume and started reading.
In the Internal Affairs Department, five young eunuchs helped to copy the last five volumes.
When Lin Qingping brought him a cup of tea, she was stunned when she saw what was on the page.
We are still studying the classics and meanings, but what are we studying? The fragrant soup is ready, Your Majesty!
The emperor of the Ming Dynasty already knew that some of the current problems were urgent, not to mention that there were ministers helping him deal with them, and he was concerned about them every day.
He needs to spend some of his time looking to the future.
But there is someone always dazzling in front of my eyes, bringing bursts of fragrant wind.
Zhu Houcong was also dizzy by the obscure formulas and calculations in Wang Wensu's book. He looked up at Lin Qingping and then patted his head.
"Let's go, let's take a shower first."
Wang Wensu still has two years to compile it. He can translate it slowly, but important national issues cannot be ignored.
Lin Qingping was smiling happily, and in a corner of the palace, the show girls had just finished a full day of training and inspection.
Sun Ming sat on the bunk in the house and gently kneaded her calves, looking out the window: What is your Majesty doing in the Qianqing Palace now?
It will take two months and twenty-nine days before life like this ends.
Far away on the shores of the South China Sea, three talented men had maids rubbing their legs.
"It will definitely be comfortable..." Tang Yin was still pouring sweet wine into his mouth, "I'm afraid I'm going to die from exhaustion in Lingnan."
Zhu Yunming smiled bitterly: "This little pain is nothing compared to what we have seen and heard these days? There are still people serving us at this time."
Tang Yin shook his head: "Now it is clear why you and I are here. It's just that I don't know how to write these poems, calligraphy and paintings."
Wen Zhengming moved his feet: "You guys go out first."
"……yes."
After there were only three people left in the room, Tang Yin looked at Wen Zhengming strangely: "They are all arranged by Jinyiwei. It shouldn't hurt to discuss it, right?"
Since they have the royal mandate, the maids around them will naturally not be arranged by others.
Wen Zhengming said melancholy: "I heard from home that my daughter Suyun has really been selected into the palace."
"……congratulations."
"Don't laugh at me." Wen Zhengming frowned, "It's just that the imperial court is currently in a partisan dispute, and we can't distinguish between the true and false of His Majesty's intention to reform. It is indeed difficult for us to write about the scenery of Lingnan. "
"Xizhe, you have served as an official, what do you think?"
"...You are just a small county magistrate, how can you tell the big things in the temple?" After Zhu Yunming finished speaking, he thought for a while, and then let out a long sigh, "Whether His Majesty is fighting for power, or really for people's livelihood and enriching the country. You and I Now that you have seen it, let everyone follow their conscience. It is a blessing, not a curse, but it is a disaster that cannot be avoided."
Whatever evidence they write or draw will be used as evidence after it is disseminated in the future, that is beyond their control.
I can't figure out the meaning of His Majesty and the important ministers, but I must have some works.
Tang Yin was silent for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Xizhe's words are not wrong. You have wasted most of your life, how can you worry about your life and future, just to worship. Just write whatever comes to mind, and draw whatever you want. It's not like What a proud work."
But after all, he needs wine and needs to pretend to be free and easy.
In Haiyang County, Chaozhou Prefecture, Xie Changjie was looking calmly at the box of silver in front of him and the two beauties in front of him.
What he needs is to make a decision.
Is the secret order coming from Beijing true or false? Does your Majesty want to settle old scores and treat him as an abandoned son?
Xie Changjie was not sure. After all, he had left Beijing for almost a year. Who knew what the situation in Beijing was like now?
But he knows that there are countless people in Guangdong and Guangxi who can easily kill him.
Only things that I have seen with my own eyes and heard with my own ears can count.
With the ability that His Majesty has shown in the palace and in the lobby of the Ministry of Justice, there should never be a situation where Yang Tinghe can still fight for power!
When Zhang Fujing discussed with him what beauties from Guangdong to present to the emperor, he didn't mention Yang Tinghe at all.
Why are you working so hard in Guangdong? I hope the emperor can still do things after seeing him.
You can't make the wrong choice this time.
So he raised his head and looked fiercely at the two beauties standing timidly in front of him: "Come here and let me take a bath together!"
It's June and the weather is scorching hot.
Even in the summer night, the heat cannot be dissipated quickly. There is an invisible atmosphere everywhere in the thirteen provinces of the two capitals of the Ming Dynasty. Some people are sweating from the suffocation, and some are venting their fear.
There are very few people who are calm.
On this night, in the most important palace in the empire, Lin Qingping felt the emperor's various tricks with greed and joy.
For some reason, he stoked the fire in his heart with such great patience, constantly reaching the edge of shame, as if he had to use up all his reason to suppress his want of debauchery.
"...Your Majesty..." Her murmuring voice was almost unbearable, looking for what she wanted.
Zhu Houcong knew that matters such as the foundation of the country were not based on his own temporary pleasure.
You have to tease her well first, making her irresistibly ready to expose her secrets, only then will it be just right and fatal.
Don’t be stingy with the opening scene, and give enough time for the emotions to brew.
Just like the "party struggle" in the court, after it continues to brew, there will always be people who are impatient, tearing off their clothes and rushing to fight with you.
Naturally, it will soon be overturned.
Because you have found her fatal point. When she is only dominated by emotions, every attack will only give her an instinctive reaction.
In the end, she will give you everything she has and let you control her, completely forgetting how decent and reserved she usually is.
Huang Jin, who was keeping watch at night, heard Lin Qingping's selfless cry. He covered his ears and pursed his lips: Your Majesty can really torture people...
The maids on night duty who were already scheduled to serve at Lin Qingping's side blushed.
It seems to be different tonight... I hope that the empress they will follow in the future will be pregnant with a dragon fetus soon.
"Your Majesty...are you telling the truth?"
Zhu Houcong patted her belly contentedly: "Of course, if everything goes well, it will only take two or three months."
Lin Qingping wrapped her around him smoothly and touched his cheek with eyes full of obsession: "Classics, arithmetic, and these... How do you know so much, Your Majesty?"
(End of chapter)
