I am very grateful for your continued support, and after thinking about it, I have prepared this special New Year gift for everyone, and I hope that dear book friends can enjoy it.

Let's take a look at what the characters in the introduction are busy with during the Spring Festival in the second year of Longqing, right?

1. The word 'new' - Zhu Yijun

Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace, East Warm Pavilion.

The personal eunuchs were waiting for the Supreme Emperor Longqing of the Ming Dynasty to dress neatly, and Longqing in the mirror had a white face and two mustaches trimmed neatly, but he looked very listless.

Because he was going to attend the New Year's Day pilgrimage.

At the court meeting, the civil and military officials and the envoys of the vassal states would wish the emperor a happy New Year, and the emperor would reward the officials and ministers, and then set up a banquet to entertain them. The whole festival is very complicated, and it will not end until the evening......

And our Emperor Longqing is a beautiful man who likes to live quietly and is very afraid of trouble. His Majesty the Emperor still remembers the great court meeting that made him miserable last year, and the thought of being tortured all day again makes him feel loveless.

Seeing that the emperor's expression was sluggish, the two eunuchs exchanged glances, and the imperial eunuch named Chen Hong hung the knees of the crown robe on the big belt, and whispered flattery: "Long live the lord, the imperial porcelain has been delivered." ”

"Oh?" As soon as Long Qing heard the spirit, he had been thinking about it for almost a year, and finally looked forward to this thing, and immediately said, "Take it and take a look." ”

"Long live Bao is satisfied." Chen Hong presented a brocade box and whispered: "This set has a total of ten bowls, using Qiu Shizhou's "Ten Glory", and a set of Tang Bohu's, which will be presented to Your Majesty later." ”

As he spoke, he opened the brocade box and presented ten secret porcelain.

"What about Zhao Ziang?" Emperor Longqing asked casually as he picked up one and admired it. Seeing that the characters were lifelike and delicate, the emperor couldn't help but praise them.

"Zhao Ziang's set of thirty-six paintings, the craftsmen in Jingdezhen haven't burned them yet, and they have to wait two months for ......," Chen Hong hurriedly explained: "This is not to celebrate the New Year of the Lord Banzai, the old slave instructed them to send the burned ones in 800 li expeditiously." ”

Suddenly, the little eunuch outside reported: "The eldest son of the emperor has come to pay New Year's greetings to His Majesty......"

"Put it away!"

Emperor Longqing's face changed when he arrived, and he hurriedly put the porcelain bowl back in the box.

Chen Hong hurriedly buttoned up the brocade box and hid it in the emperor's closet.

Emperor Longqing only then announced his advance.

I saw Li Guifei, who was dressed up, leading a five or six-year-old child in.

The child was dressed in a prince's suit, with a pearl embedded in his forehead, a gold lock around his neck, and a chubby and pink appearance, and he was a big fat boy in the arms of Guanyin.

He is the close comrade-in-arms of the future Xiaoge Lao, the future Emperor Wanli of the Ming Dynasty, and the eldest son of the emperor Zhu Yijun, who is only five years old.

"The son of the emperor to pay New Year's greetings to his father, I wish my father the emperor dragon good health, and I wish the Ming Dynasty...... Nian Gu Shuncheng ......"

After Zhu Yijun finished speaking, he knelt in front of Longqing and kowtowed to his father under the whispering reminder of his mother.

As soon as he saw his only precious son at present, Emperor Longqing showed a heartfelt smile, bent down and reached out to hug Zhu Yijun, kissed his little face and said, "Good son is really good at talking, this is all what you think?" ”

"It was the big companion who taught me......" Zhu Yijun replied honestly.

Li Guifei lowered her head a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha, it's also great to be able to learn word for word." Emperor Longqing was still very happy and said: "Better than your father, my father is ten years old, and he can't say anything......"

"Why is my father so stupid?" Zhu Yijun hugged Longqing's neck and asked strangely.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Li Guifei hurriedly glared at her son, and Zhu Yijun hid in Long Qing's arms.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay." Emperor Longqing replied with a smile: "My father is stupid, but it is also the reason why I studied too late. It's not like you, who has been learning to read and write with Feng Bao since he was three years old. Me, hey......"

Speaking of this, Long Qing's expression suddenly darkened. His father, Emperor Jiajing, was concentrating on cultivating immortals, and he didn't even live in the Forbidden City, so he naturally ignored his son. Longqing has been growing up in the palace where no one cares

At the age of sixteen, he was able to leave the cabinet to study......

"Your Majesty......" Concubine Li knew that Longqing remembered the sad thing again, and hurriedly stepped forward to take over her son.

"It's okay, it's all over!" Long Qing took a deep breath, hugged his son tightly in his arms and said, "I will never let my past experience repeat itself!" I want my son to become the Ming Dynasty, no, the happiest and most learned prince of all dynasties! ”

After speaking, the emperor lifted Zhu Yijun high and announced to everyone: "I will announce Zhu Yijun as the crown prince at today's court meeting. After the canonization ceremony, he immediately arranged for the prince to go out of the pavilion to study! ”

After a pause, he said sadly: "It's a pity that my master is not here...... However, Master Zhang is also knowledgeable and valuable. Let him be a teacher for the widow's son, and he will definitely train Zhu Yijun to be the best prince! ”

Li Guifei cried with joy when she heard this, and knelt on the ground to thank her.

The little chubby writhed with an ignorant face, and whispered to his father: "I want to pee......"

caused the imperial concubine and eunuch to burst into laughter.

At this time, Chubby didn't know what kind of dark student time he would face. It wasn't until that person appeared that he was rescued from the hands of his strict master and strict mother and his companion who loved to make small reports......

The five-year-old prince's Spring Festival is so ignorant, and he doesn't know how to cherish this short family happiness in front of him......

Zhu Yijun Longqing two years keywords - [Meng]

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Second, the word 'spring' - Zhang Juzheng

Outside the Donghua Gate, Dengshikou Street, Dashamao Hutong, a high-gate compound with the 'Zhang's Mansion' hanging.

Zhang Juzheng, a cabinet scholar with fluttering hair, sat in the hall with his wife and accepted the kneeling of five sons and one daughter.

Seeing that Jing Xiu, Hei Xiu, and Mao Xiu have all grown into beautiful young men, the younger Jian Xiu is smart and lively, and the youngest son Yun Xiu is immature and cute.

The only beloved daughter is a living beauty embryo, and she will definitely become a big beauty in the future!

This made Zhang Xianggong, who was not smiling in plain life, finally showed a relieved smile. There's no way, the ability of our old Zhang family is so strong! Violent!

Zhang Juzheng looked at his wife's slightly bulging lower abdomen on the side, and said in his heart that this seventh child must be a golden boy and girl like his brother and sister......

Forty-two-year-old Zhang Xianggong is so confident!

There's no way, who made this domineering president of the future Ming Dynasty, from childhood to adulthood, a winner in life?

He smiled and asked his children to get up, and took out the prepared red envelopes, one for each person.

Of course, it is very reasonable that the only daughter should be pampered more and get the largest red envelope.

After accepting the children's bowing, Zhang Xianggong was about to enter the palace to kowtow to the emperor.

When he sat in the sedan chair, the smile on his face disappeared......

This is the eighteenth Spring Festival that Zhang Taiyue spent in Beijing, he is a Jinshi in the twenty-sixth year of Jiajing, and he has taken a three-year long vacation, so this is the twenty-first year of his career.

In fact, in the previous nineteen years, his career was not eye-catching, but he slowly boiled up his qualifications according to the route of ordinary Hanlin officials, and even seemed to be slower than the rest of the same year.

After all, even in the year before last, that is, in the last year of the Jiajing Dynasty, he was still a bachelor from the Hanlin of Wupin. And Li Chunfang, the champion of the same year, had already entered the cabinet the year before and became a dignified first-class scholar.

Although Zhang Juzheng didn't say anything, his mouth often foamed, and he was obviously very anxious.

But the situation changed dramatically last year, the first year of Longqing. Within a few months, he was promoted to the rank of Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Officials and a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, and entered the cabinet to participate in court politics. In April of the same year, he was reappointed as a scholar of the Ministry of Rites and a scholar of Wuyingdian University. In three months, he was promoted six grades in a row, crossing the gap that others would take 20 years to complete, and became the youngest university scholar in the cabinet.

There is no way, he was promoted to the sergeant early, and he was only forty-two years old after being an official for twenty-one years.

Forty-two-year-old Zhang Juzheng was in the prime of life, and he was also a perfect official, and he couldn't wait to do a big career.

But who knew that in the first year of his cabinet last year, he not only had no achievements in governing the country, but also had a very depressed life.

Zhang Juzheng can be overpromoted, of course, he can't do without the trust of His Majesty the Emperor, but he knows very well that his mentor Xu Jie is the one who secretly pushes everything.

When the emperor died the year before last, his mentor even excluded a group of ministers and asked him to draw up an edict with him, sharing his great merits and great affection with him. From that day on, he knew that he would be branded with Xu Jie for the rest of his life.

But in his heart, he is more friendly with Gao Gong. This is not only because both of them are old people in Qiandi, but also because the two have the same concept and both believe that the Ming Dynasty has reached the most dangerous moment, and it must be reformed drastically, otherwise the country will not be a country, and it will repeat the mistakes of the former Song Dynasty!

Therefore, Zhang Juzheng was caught between the two factions and was very uncomfortable, and in the end he could only watch his eldest brother go into the wilderness, leaving him alone in the cabinet.

At this time, there was peace in the cabinet. His mentor Xu Jie drew his sword and looked around, and there was no opponent, although the emperor seemed to be dissatisfied, but with His Majesty's weak temperament, he would not easily provoke Yuanfu, who was famous for his merits.

The second assistant Li Chunfang is known as the old man of the licorice country, and he will never disobey the first assistant. And Zhang Juzheng's house master, Chen Yiqin, who entered the cabinet with him, is also a good gentleman. In such a harmonious cabinet, daily affairs are handled in an orderly manner, everyone gets along with each other with kindness and love, and both the government and the opposition praise each other.

But Zhang Juzheng is anxious! He doesn't want to be a pasteur of the Ming Dynasty, he wants to reform and save the country!

However, the teacher did not see it that way, he did not allow his students to toss, and he said that for such an empire that had been running for 200 years, the chronic disease could not be eliminated, and it was enough for the Zaifu to tinker and maintain it.

There is another advantage of not tossing, that is, Xu Ge Lao can save his energy and carry forward the Yangming Xinxue that he believes in. In the second half of last year alone, Xu Ge organized 30 lectures in Beijing. During this year's Spring Festival holiday, we invited people from all over the world to go to Beijing to give ten lectures in Beijing!

Li Chunfang and Chen Yiqin are also people in the mind, so they naturally agree with both hands, and will not only participate in the whole process, but also give lectures on stage in person.

Zhang Juzheng, as a student of Xu Jie and Chen Yiqin, of course, did not dare to be absent.

But when I thought of it, I had to mingle with those deviant madmen throughout the Spring Festival and listen to their wild words; As soon as he thought that the study of mind had become an official study, hundreds of officials talked about the mind all day long, and the court was full of the wind of Wei, Jin, and Qing dynasties, Zhang Juzheng felt full of irritability.

Mind learns heart, empty talk about mind, nothing can be achieved, there is an egg!

When his sedan chair passed by the street outside Donghua Gate, the house with the door closed and the word "Spring Festival couplet" not pasted, Zhang Juzheng suddenly had a bold idea in his heart.

"Why don't you invite Gao Xinzheng back!" ’

He frightened his thoughts, but as soon as this thought jumped out, he couldn't hold it down, but it became more and more intense, making him unbearably hot!

~~

It was only after the official sedan chair of the university scholar that traffic resumed on the street, and I heard a teenager introduce to another teenager: "This is the emperor's house for Gao Xinzheng, and Gao Xiang did not take it back after he went into the wilderness." It was Zhang Jiangling Xianggong who passed just now, and I heard that he was the most beautiful man in the capital......"

"Ignore him, let's go to the eldest princess's mansion first!" Another young man with red lips and white teeth lowered the curtain of the carriage, and he was upset at this time, even Zhang Juzheng could not arouse his interest.

~~

At this time, Zhang Taiyue didn't know that the person he shouted invincible was in that carriage, and he was still a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy......

The Spring Festival of the 40-year-old vice premier is like this, mixed with pride and anxiety, brewing major events that will change the court......

Zhang Juzheng Longqing two years of keywords - [annoying]

3. The word 'big' - Hai Rui

Winds and snow obscured the course of the Grand Canal. Since yesterday, the Cao Ding people have finally stopped shoveling ice, and all the boats have docked, and this main artery connecting the north and south has finally been quiet for a while.

This made Hai Rui, who went to Nanjing to take office, have no choice but to spend the New Year in Linqingyi.

said it was the New Year, but in fact, on New Year's Day, Hai Rui didn't even bother to eat.

Because of the admiration of the people who came to see him, wave after wave, from the door of his room, to the outside of the post house.

Hai Rui patiently received them, listened to their complaints about the oppression of the government, and asked them what grievances they had.

In fact, many people have no grievances, they just come to see the idol in their hearts, ask him to sign it, and kowtow to him.

And all of this comes from the "Public Security Sparse".

Before Hai Rui, there was no shortage of outspoken and daring people in the Ming Dynasty, the four admonitions of Yuezhong and the three sons of Wuwu, all of whom were righteous people who left their names in history, but they did not dare to jump out of the framework of the monarch and the ministers, it was obviously the emperor's mistake, but they only dared to scold the person who carried the black pot on him. Only Hai Rui dared to point to the source and said what the people of the world dared to be angry and dare not speak-

'Jiajing Jiajing, every family is clean! ’

'The man who covers the world is not worth your majesty's long-term life! ’

It has been two full years since the book was published......

In the past two years, the world has changed dramatically. Emperor Jiajing died in the second year of his book, and his two sons, the eldest son Zhongtuo and the second son Zhongliang, also died one after another, but he, the culprit, was released from the edict prison and became the idol of the people of the whole country, became a living Bigan, and became a rising political star......

This kind of fame and fortune in the secular sense, how can Hai Rui be embarrassed?

He once fell into extreme self-blame and extreme self-denial. At that time, the will to pardon him was sent to the imperial prison, and the jailers were worried that after Hai Jui went out, they would settle the account with them for poor hospitality, so they ordered a sumptuous banquet for Hai Jui.

Hai Rui thought it was a severed head meal, so he naturally devoured it and was ready to eat on the road. But when he finished eating, the jailers did not shackle him, but told him the truth, the emperor was dead, and he was pardoned.

Hai Rui was stunned for a long time, and then burst into tears, crying so much that he vomited everything he had eaten, until he fainted.

If Emperor Jiajing has a spirit in the sky and knows that the only person in this world who really cries for him is the only person who scolds him, I don't know how to feel?

Hai Jui is really sad, you say that he is stupid or stupid. The biggest difference between him and other scholars is that others only pay lip service to the teachings of the saints in the books, but he keeps them in mind and practices them.

So he regarded the emperor as heaven and as a father. His father was at fault and wanted to admonish, and when his father died, the sky fell for him at that moment......

After being released from prison, Hai Rui learned of the death of his two sons, and he was even more discouraged, and submitted his resignation several times, but each time he was rejected. When the people of the capital heard that he was going to resign, they stayed outside his house day and night, kneeling and begging him to stay.

Because in this imperial era when the grass people called the heavens and the earth should not be good, the blue sky above their heads was their hope and the sustenance of their souls.

Hai Rui didn't make it, but he never got up his spirits. He felt that his enthusiasm and fighting spirit were all hollowed out by that slighthouse.

He became a clay idol, and in this way he accepted people's worship day after day, fulfilling the responsibility of a symbol.

It wasn't until last winter that I met the teenager and debated with him repeatedly, and although no one persuaded anyone, it opened up a whole new world for Hai Rui.

Let him start thinking about the meaning of life, the mission of being an official, and many, many things that he took for granted before.

Although he hadn't figured out what to do next, he finally regained his strength and worked hard to be the blue sky lord in the hearts of the people......

"Next." He sent away the old man who had stolen his oxen, and called another citizen in.

~~

There is a kind of bird that cries in the Heavenly Sect, and it can't stop its mouth until it vomits blood.

Hai Jui is also such an obsessive bird, he pressed his soft heart against the sharp thorns, and although the song in his mouth was ugly, he sang the injustice of the world and the indignation of the people......

Some people can't be a good husband and father. He can't live for his family because there are more people who need him......

~~

At this time, Hai Rui already vaguely knew that the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was his lifelong confidant.

But at this time, Hai Rui didn't know how much wind and waves the two would set off, and jointly sprinkle the glory of miracles on the land of China they loved!

Hai Rui Longqing two years of keywords - [enlightenment]

Fourth, the word 'Ji' - Xu Wei

In the prison of the Nanjing Criminal Department, Xu Wei, one of the three great talents of the Ming Dynasty, is imprisoned.

Yes, Wang Shizhen is known as the world's first talent, the leader of the literary world, and is a famous writer, dramatist, poet, painter, literary critic, and historical critic...... But it still can't be compared with Xu Wei at the historical level.

It's a pity that the fate of talented people is usually very difficult, Wang Shizhen is like this, and Xu Wei is even more so.

He assisted Hu Zongxian in expelling the Japanese and pacifying the southeast, and achieved his life's achievements, but he was also deeply saddened by Hu Zongxian's death because he was framed. After hearing that the former staff members of the Governor's Palace had been implicated and imprisoned one after another, Xu Wei worried about his persecution day and night, so he was completely disappointed in his life and went crazy.

He wrote an indignant essay entitled "Epitaph of Himself", then plucked the nail from the pilaster and struck it into his ear, bleeding profusely, and it took several months of healing to heal. Later, he hit ** with a vertebrae, but he did not die. Such repeated episodes that there were as many as nine repeated suicides.

In the forty-fifth year of Jiajing, Xu Wei was killed by mistake because he suspected his stepwife Zhang's infidelity during another mania attack, and he was imprisoned, which was the second Spring Festival he spent in prison.

The only difference is that the previous Spring Festival was in the county jail, and this Spring Festival, under the activities of friends, he was mentioned to the prison of the Criminal Department to serve his sentence.

After being imprisoned, Xu Wei's madness no longer flared up, and he began to devote a lot of energy to painting every day. The jailer knew that he was a big celebrity, so he took his paintings and sold them, and as a result, he made a lot of money. So he became more and more respectful to him, and tried his best to improve his living conditions and create a better space for him to paint.

Compared with the county government prison like a pigsty, now Xu Wenchang eats well, lives well, reads books, paints and paints every day, and has an hour of wind time, which is like heaven.

And there's a writer he likes who lives next door to him.

"Wu Chengen, have you thought about it? How should Sun Monkey pass the level of Red Child? ”

Xu Wei looked through the fence and urged an old man with gray hair.

The old man sat cross-legged at the table, biting his pen and pondering, and said angrily when he heard this: "Xu Wenchang, you call me by my name again!" How many times have I told you to be respectful of me! ”

"Okay, okay. Old monkey, when are you going to show me the next chapter......" Xu Wei pouted indifferently, picked up the wine jar on the table and tempted him: "Hurry up and finish writing this chapter, let me read it, let's drink for the New Year." ”

"Well, that's easy. How can the old man have such talent as you? Wu Chengen smiled bitterly: "A writer like us with mediocre talents, who can only pull his beard and squeeze hard when writing articles, how can he still be qualified to celebrate the New Year?" ”

"Or I'll write it for you." Xu Wei rubbed his hands and said: "Seeing that you can't write 200 words a day, it is estimated that when you die, Sun Monkey will not be able to reach the West Heaven." ”

"That's not going to work! This is my life's work, how can I make you make it up?! Wu Chengen hurriedly covered his manuscript. He was very glad that the two were locked in two cells, otherwise he wouldn't know what his novel would have been adapted into by this guy.

"The adaptation is not nonsense." Xu Wei pursed his lips and was very speechless at this self-cherished old boy.

Seeing that Wu Chengen was about to fall into contemplation again, he threw the leftover chicken bones on the old man's head and said, "Okay, don't write it, writers are also people, and they have to celebrate the New Year." ”

"Hey, can a writer be a human?" Wu Chengen shook his head, sighed and said, "I'm not old anymore, continue to write ......"

"It's so pitiful, Uncle rewarded you." Xu Wei threw the jar of wine to Xu Wei through the fence and said, "Make persistent efforts next year and continue to write well." ”

"Okay, Uncle Xie." When Wu Chengen saw the wine, how could he still have the heart to write a book? put down the brush and drank wine with Xu Wei holding the jar.

When the wine was drunk, Xu Wei sang loudly and sang the miscellaneous drama he wrote himself:

"I was originally a resignee to avoid chaos and make a promise. Go upstairs, look back at the end of the world, and don't want to bend over and pull out their crotch! ”

"He had a feast and stayed there, and taught me to use the mallet and the drum to come to Laos. It just so happened that I borrowed a mallet to knock him down, and I attacked him with a drum. I scolded every sentence of the sharp flying sword halberd, and I thundered and swept the sand! ”

Wu Chengen was obviously familiar with this play, so he sang loudly along with him:

"Cao Cao, this skin is the upper shell of your body, this mallet is the rib under your elbow, this nail hole is the hair in your heart, and this cane is the fangs on your mouth! The two heads of Meng always beat you to wear it, and it will not pay you for a while. And count from the beginning, listen to our ......"

"Hahahaha......" After singing, the two old men looked at each other and laughed wildly, and suddenly Wu Chengen patted his head and said: "There is, I know how to write!" ”

"Then don't go write it! Don't let the inspiration run away again. Xu Wei hurriedly urged.

"Hey, I'll write." Wu Chengen hurriedly threw down the wine jar and wrote hard.

Whenever he encounters obstacles in writing, he relies on Xu Wei to sing to get over them, which can be regarded as the flowering of literary and opera.

Xu Wei leaned against the fence and squinted, drinking while waiting for Wu Chengen to write it for himself.

At this time, he did not know that his future owner would have to save him from prison in a few months.

And he will also assist the young proprietor to build a ten, a hundred times greater than before!

Keywords in the second year of Xu Wei Longqing——【etc.】

ps. There are four more, keep it for tomorrow and write it again, you have to accompany your family to watch the Spring Festival Gala, right?

PS2.I wish you all a happy, reunited, and healthy New Year! Healthy! Healthy!!!