Laohuai Hutong, Wu House.

Wu Shan sat alone in the flower hall, his upright face was always in the middle of it, and he was slowly sipping tea.

The tea is a green tea produced in Qiongdao, and at first he thought the taste was too light, but now the more he drinks it, the more it tastes, and it has become one of his favorite varieties.

The impression of Qiong Island mainly comes from the history books, knowing that it is a famous place of exile. From ancient times to the present, countless celebrities have been left behind, and even the son of heaven has fallen into trouble, but he did not expect that there would be such a delicious tea.

But there are many things he doesn't know, and there are many more places he hasn't been. His life trajectory is in Ruizhou Mansion and the capital, the early stage is for the imperial examination, and the later stage is the official career.

It's just that he doesn't have too many regrets, because he has a noble pursuit of life and wants to do what he has learned all his life to help the emperor govern the country well.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is skinny.

Wu Shan took a sip of tea and felt the bitterness in it. Although he has become a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, it seems that he is not far from the pursuit of life, but it seems unattainable.

In particular, this solar eclipse is obviously a serious solar eclipse celestial phenomenon, but some officials with ill intentions have come up with the fallacy that "if the solar eclipse is not seen, there is no eclipse."

What he never imagined was that this fallacy was supported by many officials, and even used it as a conclusion.

On the other hand, these officials who are dedicated to doing things are just routine rescue gifts, but they have been punished, and they are really a traitorous court.

This time, if he hadn't listened to the persuasion of the student group led by Lin Haoran, and slowed down and played again, I am afraid he would have fallen into it.

Although he didn't stand on the cusp today, he was not happy in his heart. Through this solar eclipse controversy, he saw the various performances of many officials, which made him even more disappointed in the court.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a few proud protégés, and knew that it was not the time to be arrogant, he would have liked to write a comfortable and dripping recital, to criticize the chaos in the current court, and to scold the traitorous ministers fiercely.

"What are you going to do tomorrow?"

Wu Shan cleaned up his boredom and faced the changes in the situation, but he couldn't help but ponder.

If he had not postponed this day, he would have pleaded with the Holy One to introspect, cultivate virtue and cultivate government, but for the time being, he would undoubtedly have to be cautious.

If he insisted on this kind of performance, he would not only have to face Yuan Wei's attack, but also offend Yan Song and others, and he, the leader of the rescue faction, would inevitably stand on the cusp of the limelight.

"Dad, it's time to eat!"

Wu Qiuyu walked lightly from the corridor, without the lively posture he had before, and reminded softly in a dignified manner.

Wu Shan suddenly came back to his senses, nodded slightly, and got up and walked towards the dining room.

Looking at her daughter, who is already a big girl, I can't help but feel that the years have passed, and the marriage between my daughter and Lin Haoran has also been pushed on the agenda.

Next year is the big year of Beijing, and Lin Haoran, as the prefect of Guangzhou, will definitely return to Beijing to take up his post. Regardless of whether Lin Haoran stays in Beijing or not, the marriage is already about to take place, and the date of marriage will be finalized this year.

"This time, I asked someone to send dried sandworms, I boiled porridge, do you want to taste it?" Liu watched Wu Shan come in, and he was holding a meal.

Wu Shan shook his head decisively, insects are vicious things, how can they be bite? This eating porridge and eating is orthodox, but I don't know why the Cantonese people are like this, and they really dare to cook anything into food.

Sitting down, picking up chopsticks, eating without saying a word, this is the norm of the Wu family.

Liu is in a good mood today, eating delicious sandworm porridge, but he is exchanging experiences with his daughter, commenting on the delicious taste of this delicacy from Guangdong.

Wu Shan looked at the so-called sandworm as disgusting as he imagined, and it seemed to be delicious, but he couldn't help but take a closer look.

"Would you like to serve you a bowl of the same?" Liu Shi looked at Xiang Gong and immediately asked expectantly.

Wu Shan has an unbreakable principle, even if this sandworm is delicious, but not eating insects is one of his criteria, and flatly refused: "Reptiles can only enter, women are ignorant and fearless!" ”

"Kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs!" Liu Shi was very angry, and turned to Wu Qiuyu and said: "Qiuyu, you will get married in the future, don't forget your mother, bring more sandworms to your mother!" ”

As she spoke, she glanced at Wu Shan proudly.

Wu Qiuyu didn't know if her mother really loved to eat, or if she just wanted to be angry with her father, but she still blushed and said, "My daughter wrote it down." ”

For the upcoming marriage, she is both excited and nervous. Nervousness is naturally the transformation from a girl to a woman, and the joy is because she can leave this cage and go to a place that seems free.

After a very unpleasant dinner, Wu Shan returned to his study.

On the table of the study, a recital had been prepared, but it was burned by him.

It's just that I was going to redraft the next note, but I sighed gloomily and couldn't write it for a long time.

The next day, the city of Beijing remained the same. Those with status lived in the bustling areas of the inner city, while those with no status lived in the slums of the outer city, and the officials went to the yamen to pay tribute.

Wu Shan took the official sedan chair and did not go to the Ministry of Rites, but went directly to the Hanlin Academy.

At present, he is still the editor-in-chief of "On the Past and the Present", and there will be a finalization on the 16th of every month.

This publication, which was originally founded by Lin Haoran, has become more and more influential in Shilin, and the scope of sales has covered most of the Ming Dynasty.

If there's one thing that feels the most fulfilling, it's undoubtedly this one. Through the selection of articles, they were then printed and distributed as journals for scholars all over the world to study.

Every poem, every article, every political opinion can be disseminated as quickly as possible.

Entering the Hallym Courtyard, the Hallym Courtyard is as usual here, it seems very quiet, and the maintenance hall is as happy as ever.

"Teacher, please take a look!"

Xu Wei looked even more fat, strode into the hall, and respectfully handed over the manuscript.

Wu Shan was very satisfied with this extremely talented scholar, nodded slightly, and read it as usual. His job is simple, do a simple sifting through the articles to see if there are any flaws and, most importantly, if there are any things that are out of place.

For this kind of thing, he naturally didn't dare to be sloppy, the former official secretary Li Mo is a lesson from the past, and the mistakes of some words are enough to make people lose their heads.

Hey?

Wu Shan looked at the previous comment on the current politics "On the disadvantages of salt", and pointed directly at the chaos caused by the officials in the capital eating duty-free salt, and some people took advantage of this to smuggle and grab huge profits, which is a good political opinion.

However, when I turned to the back of "The New Clothes of the Nanyang King", my face couldn't help but become solemn.

The parable is simple, it teaches people to be honest, but it is undoubtedly too sensitive in the present.

"Go down!"

Wu Shan was silent for a moment before he said lightly.

Xu Wei respected this teacher very much, and after giving a salute, he retreated carefully, but he couldn't help but look at Wu Shan's face with curiosity.

After Wu Shan modified a few places, he went directly to Xiyuan to face the saint as before.

Jiajing doesn't like troublesome things, but he has always maintained a high interest in the monthly "Talking about the Past and the Present", and has praised the relevant personnel many times.

Jiajing sat in front of the desk as usual, carefully flipped through the presented "On the Past and the Present", looked at the "On the Disadvantages of Salt" in front of him, and frowned slightly. If this is true, it would be a good idea to abolish the bad policy of officials eating tax-free salt, so as to prevent people from taking advantage of it to grab profits and corrupt the salt government.

It's just that when I saw the last "The New Clothes of the Nanyang King", my face immediately turned back, and I looked at Wu Shan solemnly.

"These articles are all fabricated and screened by the maintenance hall of the Hanlin Academy this month, if the saint thinks it is inappropriate, the minister will let them re-edit it!" Wu Shan noticed the face of the saint, and he gave a serious salute.

Jiajing asked with a straight face: "Is there really no article you just wrote here?" ”

"No, please Emperor Mingjian!" Wu Shan immediately knelt down and said sincerely.

Jiajing's most annoying thing is that the courtiers are cautious, seeing Wu Shan's reaction like this, he knows that this time it should be a small coincidence. I read the fable again, and found that the moral of the story was very good, and I am afraid that it would not be able to be made up in a moment.

Wu Shan waited for a long time, but did not get a punishment, but a faint "go down".

Wu Shan did not have a place in the Wuyi Palace, and when he left the Wanshou Palace, he left directly.

Although it caused the emperor's dissatisfaction, and "The New Clothes of the Nanyang King" was deleted, all this was undoubtedly worth it.

Wuyi Palace, belonging to the official hall.

Since yesterday, Yuan Wei's mind has not been on work, but he has been inquiring about Wu Shan's movements in every possible way.

It's just that when the news came, he was undoubtedly disappointed. Wu Shan did not go to the General Administration Department this morning, but went to the Hanlin Academy, but he was busy with the "Talking about the Past and the Present", which was highly valued by the saints.

When a little eunuch came in, he heard that the Holy One was going to summon him, and his heart immediately swelled up with a burst of ecstasy.

The matter of the lunar eclipse can be "big things into small things, and small things into small things", there is no doubt that he has a part of the credit in it, and the saint must be rewarding him.

"Weichen knocks on the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

Yuan Wei came to the Jingshe and saluted humbly.

Jiajing, who was wearing a light blue Taoist robe, sat on a bright yellow futon, and the whole person looked otherworldly, and he already had a bit of Taoist charm.

There was silence for a while, and then he said lightly for a long time: "Get up!" ”

"Emperor Xie!" Yuan Wei relied on himself to deny the merit of the solar eclipse, so he had a certain amount of confidence, and he was very optimistic about Jiajing's summons, and his eyes could not hide his joy.

"Your performance yesterday is very well written, and you deserve it!" Jiajing praised.

Yuan Wei was immediately overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly replied: "Emperor Xie praised him, Weichen just talked about things, and Wu Shangshu's words and deeds were really disappointing. ”

But no matter whether the emperor understands it or not, he decided to give Jiajing some eye medicine, and he is bound to get rid of Wu Shan, an obstacle to the road.

Jiajing was noncommittal, and suddenly pointed to the wood carving on the case and said: "I have recently obtained a treasure, and the red light can only be seen by those who have Dao roots. When I look at it, if it is really a red light, it is indeed a holy thing. Huang Jin looked at it, but said that it was a rotten wood carving! ”

"Is there such a thing?" Yuan Wei said in surprise.

"Huh...... Huang Jin, take it to Yuan Shilang to take a look, I also want to know if Yuan Shilang has a Dao Root! Jiajing smiled heartily and instructed Huang Jin.

Huang Jin immediately carefully took a wooden box and said in a low voice: "This is a strange thing sent by Tao Shenxian, you have to be careful!" ”

"Thank you Gonggong Huang for the reminder!" Yuan Wei thanked him, and carefully opened the wooden box, and saw a statue of Sanqing Tianzun lying quietly inside.

"Yuan Shilang, but the red light is all over the body?" Jiajing asked with great interest.

Yuan Wei met Jiajing's gaze, his heart moved slightly, but he shook his head slowly.

It was when Jiajing was disappointed, but Yuan Wei replied: "Weichen's Dao root is far inferior to the saint, and he only sees a little red light in the image, and there is no red light all over the body. ”

When Jiajing heard this, he first nodded with satisfaction, and then pointed at Huang Jin and said disappointedly: "It's a shame that you are with me every day, and you have no wisdom in the end." ”

"It is a great gift for the old slave to serve His Majesty, how dare he have such an extravagant hope!" Huang Jin was a sycophant, and immediately replied with a smile.

Yuan Wei walked out of the palace gate of Wanshou Palace, but he was secretly relieved, and even a little weak-hearted.

In essence, he looked at the statue of Sanqing Tianzun from Tao Shenxian, and like Huang Jin, he saw a piece of rotten wood, just to shorten the distance between him and the emperor, so he made up that he saw a little red light.

However, he seems to have made the right bet, and the emperor will obviously value him more, after all, he is also a person with "Taoist roots".

Yuan Wei returned to the Wuyi Palace, still absent-minded, but continued to inquire about Wu Shan's movements.

To his slight surprise, Yan Song, Xu Jie, and Lu Ben were summoned by the emperor one after another, but they didn't know what happened.

Seeing that it was about to be the time to go down, the long-awaited event finally came, and Wu Shan's song was sent over from the General Administration.

As soon as he thought of it, the saint saw the scene of Wu Shan's sudden outbursts of anger, which made him as excited as if he had drunk immortal brew, and he immediately became more confident in the position of the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

"What? Wu Shan wants to impeach me? ”

When inquiring further, Yuan Wei was completely stunned, Wu Shanshang was not trying to persuade the saint, but pointed the finger at Yuan Wei's failure to save the gift that day.

"The gift of salvation, the duty of a courtier!"

"Yuan Wei didn't give the gift of ambulance, he was disloyal!"

"The sun is eclipsed in the sky, but it is brushed away, but it is not done by the courtiers!"

……

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and with Wu Shan's book, a group of officials wrote to attack Yuan Wei.

Yuan Wei couldn't imagine it anyway, he thought it was a perfect time to deal with Wu Shan, but he lifted a stone and hit his own foot.

Wu Shan did not argue with him about how to define this solar eclipse, but accused him of not performing the rescue ceremony that day, and labeled him a disloyal minister.

If he was just an ordinary official, but he was the right attendant of the Ministry of Rites, this would undoubtedly hit him directly on the seven inches.

Most importantly, as if they had found an outlet, many officials impeached him in the next few days.

From Shangshu to the principal, he had to be impeached by a concert, and the officials who were fined half a year were even more eager to put him to death.

For a while, Yuan Wei found himself standing on the edge of the cliff, and there were already stormy waves below.