Tang Bohu went back to revise the article, and the talents in the Hanlin Academy also stopped. Without a bunch of young people talking about "beauty" and "beauty" in the courtyard, the Hanlin Academy has regained its elegant and clear atmosphere.
The masters of the academy, the reading-servants, and the lecturers were also relieved, and sighed, "Young people are really impetuous. When they heard the word "beauty", their voices became louder and their anger became rough, and the articles they wrote were all upside down. Still He Zhong can hold back.”
"Tang Bohu's article is still about painting. Listening to them talking, every sentence is a beauty. Sure enough, someone should take care of them."
"I don't think it's a matter of age. When Cui Hezhong and Fei Zichong entered the Hanlin Academy, weren't they all young people in their teens or twenties? At that time, everyone was a serious and upright person. Only the jinshi on the list gradually became impetuous."
The world is down.
Last year, Zhang Yuanzhen, who just mentioned the master of the academy, said sternly: "We must pay close attention to the atmosphere of the Hanlin Academy, especially those who read and write comic strips all day long! "Nongjing" is such a good idea to write a book. It's also called Jinyiwei. Those beautiful men and beautiful women are broken, and they actually write about Yang Guifei and the country of their daughters. What kind of style! !"
When he mentioned "writing comic strips", both Liang Chu and Wang Hua felt a needle in their hearts. When it comes to the handsome man and the beautiful woman, the two bachelors even pricked their buttocks, fidgeting and wishing they could leave quickly.
When they wrote "Wang Yaoniang", everyone in the Hanlin Academy knew it, and they didn't say anything if they didn't write it.
By the way, at that time, Zhang Xueshi had long since turned against Shangguan because of the record of Xiuyingzong, so he went home to teach and support him...
Wang Hao, who didn't write "Jin Yiwei", couldn't bear to see the tragic incident of his colleagues' cannibalism. He persuaded Zhang Xueshi on the spot and told Wang and Liang to return with dignity. The two were attacked by the masters of the academy, and they refused to hold back. They also brought together the elders and officials of the East Palace who had written the original copy of Jinyiwei and were also within the scope of the attack.
I came to a personal persuasion to persuade Zhang Yuanzhen to change this point of view, and let him not beat him!
However, one of them wrote about the beauty plan, and the other wrote about the beautiful men plan, and it was Zhang Xueshi who was the target of the heavy attack, and was embarrassed to persuade him confidently.
The two covered their shy faces and said to Li Dongyang, "It's clear that your family and Zhong wrote the script first, and we just followed it, and now we are embarrassed to meet people."
Li Dongyang had no choice but to comfort the two of them: "Xueshi Zhang wouldn't take this matter seriously. At most, it's just talking about Tang Bohu and the others who have been arguing with beauties all day long. I'll take care of this matter. He Zhong and Fei Zichong are close. Ask him to ask for a tip, and ask his uncle to persuade Xueshi Zhang to relax a little. If that doesn't work, I'll invite him to speak."
Cui, who had ruined the atmosphere of the entire Hanlin Academy, had no choice but to go to his old classmate Fei Hong.
Fei, who was happy and capable, couldn't get up this time, and said hesitantly: "My uncle has a strict family style. We are not allowed to read books like Jin Yiwei at home. I read it secretly at home, and I haven't told him yet..."
The older writers were embarrassed, and the readers and the new generation of writers were also caught by Zhang Xueshi. Even if Liang Xueshi was watching over them, life was not as comfortable as before.
It's just two sentences about Cui Meiren's paintings, why can't the seniors tolerate it so much? Cui Xueshi has finished taking care of Zhang Xueshi, and now they are going to be talked about openly talking about Jinyiwei in the Hanlin Academy. Are they still the most expensive Hanlin? Or the Prime Minister Shuji Shi
In the 12th year of Hongzhi's reign, Lun Wen said, "Is this afraid or what Cui Xueshi means. His real name is Cui, and you are calling each Cui beautiful, wouldn't you stab him in the ear?"
Tang Bohu was wronged: "Who would have thought of this? He is a man, with a dignified appearance and a stern body. How can he look like a beauty? When I wrote Yang Guifei, I never saw Yang Ting and the bachelor come out and scold me!"
His fellow countryman Chen Ji casually guessed: "It's not that Cui Xueshi was born beautiful when he was young, and he was called such a nickname, otherwise why would he care so much."
Zhu Zhishan wanted to say something, but went silent again strangely.
He seems to be not only handsome when he was young, but also one of the most beautiful men in the court now.
Although they all prided themselves on being good-looking, there was really no one like Cui Xie, who had been brought back as son-in-law. Not to mention himself, even the younger brothers and sisters from his family, is it not thanks to the big brother that he showed it to his in-laws to see it so smoothly
…
This group of young editors, editors, and sages fell into a mysterious silence like Zhu Zhishan.
Fortunately, among this group of people, there was also an editor from Northern Zhili, Sun Xu, who stepped forward and saved Cui Xie's reputation and the dreams of the Hanlinists: "Everyone, we have never heard that Cui Xueshi can paint. Even that Ju Anzhai is not his own, but his relatives!"
No, who just said that Cui Hanlin is Cui Meiren
Tang Bohu looked at Sun Xu in horror, but Sun Bianxiu didn't realize what he had said, and only cared about rehabilitating Cui Xie: "I have read Qian'an Qi Daling's anthology, which only wrote about the bookstore where his wife's wife was dowry, Zeng Ren. It was run by others. Later, when that one left, he donated the bookstore to the Qian'an County Library, so any rumors about Cui Meiren are all based on falsehoods!"
What Cui Hanlin and Cui Meiren are relatives, and what Cui Meiren is Cui Hanlin's outer chamber, are all choreographed by ignorant lay people, and cannot be trusted!
There is strict control above, and rumors are refuted below, and the Hanlin and ordinary people dare not mention the word "Cui Meiren" again.
Tang Bohu left the Hanlin Academy in sweat, Zhu Zhishan followed him with the reins on his horse, and hesitantly asked, "Have you changed that article?"
It was changed, and after Cui Xueshi said it, he changed it.
However, the name Photopai is too perfunctory, and the word "image" is not suitable for strangers, so he combined the names given by himself and Cui Xie and changed it to Photopai. Now he still writes manuscripts for the Cui family, even if he doesn't listen to his predecessors, he has to listen to Dongweng's words!
He wanted to make a joke with Zhu Zhishan, but another major event suddenly came to his mind, and he hurriedly urged the horse to go home—
His letters to Shen Zhou and Wen Zhengming have not been changed! Now that the letter has been sent, they can't get it back, so they have to quickly send a new one, and tell them to erase the three words "Cui Meiren", and only mention the portrait school in the future!
An article by Tang Bohu attracted several months of tossing up and down the Hanlin Academy. He didn't care about anything else, he just waited for Shen, Wen and others to send letters to Beijing to confirm that the "Cui Meiren" in his previous letter had been changed to "Photography".
At the end of September, Wen Zhengming's letter was sent, saying that the name of the pictorial school had been passed on. Although Tang Bohu himself is not a painter of this school, but his painting skills are fascinated, and he is also a genius of Wu Zhong's calligraphy and painting. He has to learn from a painter who is mostly only a painter, and make it for the text. There is no famous painting school named. people are convinced.
Wen Zhengming's letter also mentioned a new piece of news - some missionaries from Western Italy came to China to pay tribute. When those people stayed in Hangzhou, they went to Ju'anzhai branch to buy comic strips, and they also commented on the painting method of his "Zhaoying School", saying that they were very similar to their Taixi oil paintings.
Those missionaries also brought out a few oil paintings for people to see. The paints and canvases used were different, but when it came to the method of depicting the true nature of the shape, it was not inferior to the shadow school.
Tang Bohu was very interested in everything about painting, so he took this letter to Cui Xie and asked him about Taixi.
Cui Xie didn't know much about the messenger before he entered the capital. He only heard about it from the memorials submitted by the prefect of Guangdong.
These missionaries heard from the Arabs that the Son of Heaven was going to recruit foreign wise men, and took the initiative to take the boat from India to Guangdong. There are beautiful flowers from further afield in the New World.
Cui Xie hoped that they could bring tomatoes, peppers, corn, and potatoes. As for oil painting... Although he also started painting in kindergarten, in front of food, art can be put aside.
Science can also be put aside!
As long as these people bring American crops, no matter if they are Italians or Francophones, he is willing to learn foreign languages from small movies!
Under the anxious expectation of Cui Xie and the curious expectation of Tang, Zhu and others, the Guangdong Chief Secretary Huang Cidao entered the capital with five Italian missionaries and accompanying Arabic and Chinese translators.
Before the missionaries entered the palace, the emperor sent Cui Xie to inspect them.
In order to make this meeting a success, Cui Xie prepared very carefully. He stayed up late to watch small movies from several countries, copied several foreign languages on the bilingual subtitles, and distinguished the letters and words of each country. Although they can't speak or listen very well, they should be able to recognize which country they are from by reading the articles they write.
In fact, it doesn't matter which country he is from. Anyway, he even gave his English back to the teacher.
He was a little nervous, and he had the ease of entering the examination room without reviewing anything before the big exam. Following Liu Gang, the head of the Lieutenant General's Association, he stepped into the Beihui Tongguan on Chengchengfang Street.
Those Tessie missionaries had been waiting in the banquet hall, and had brought out many glassware, astrolabes, world maps and the like in an attempt to bribe him. Among the many things that show Taixi's advanced technology, there is also a pot of ornamental plants with small bright red fruits standing upright, which is casually placed on the side of the table.
He glanced at Little Pepper, and his eyes were turning red, but he didn't dare to show it—
Europeans are still afraid to eat chili peppers. If he opens his mouth, he will make a spicy hot pot, and without anyone else, the chief Liu next to him can impeach him for not respecting himself as a high-ranking official of the court.
Cui Xie closed his eyes, forcing himself not to look at Chili.
But apart from chili, everything else was almost five hundred years behind for him, and he didn't even bother to look at it. When those missionaries saw that he was not as easily moved by delicate glassware, advanced charts and astrolabes as others, their expressions were quite disappointed, and the arrogant mentality that they thought their country was more advanced in science was also suppressed to some extent.
Cui Xie came to investigate their talents, but regardless of their psychological feelings, he only asked the translator, where did these missionaries come from, what talents did they have, and did they bring the science books that the emperor wanted.
brought.
Several translators laboriously translated his words into Italian, and Arabic was mixed in some difficult places, and the missionaries could understand a little bit.
From the small box, they took out a book with a cowhide cover and a thick yellow paper inside, handwritten with a quill pen. The head of a missionary with a white round hat and slightly pale temples looked at Cui Xie and Director Liu, and asked the translator to tell them that this is a classic to explain all the truths in the world, and it is exactly what the emperor of the Ming Dynasty asked for. Treasure book.
Choi Xie took the book and turned two pages.
Familiar, looks like English, not even a word. I can only look at the pictures inside—the pictures are quite familiar, there are two men and women without clothes, a tree with apples hanging, and a snake.
Isn't this the bible? Even in a book as familiar as the Bible, I can't find any familiar words. It's over, so many days of little movies are in vain!
Director Liu saw him shaking his head, thinking that there was something wrong in the book that made him unhappy. When he went over to look, he saw the lewd pictures that made this serious scholar-official unacceptable, and his face suddenly collapsed. He sternly asked the translator, what kind of book is this? How dare the missionaries openly dedicate such a gorgeous book to the emperor
The Chinese translators communicated with the missionaries a lot along the way, recognized the book, and quickly explained to Director Liu, saying that it was not a yanshu, but a holy scripture of a Christian society in their foreign country. These missionaries are foreign monks and are coming to Daming. missionary.
Director Liu snorted coldly.
Cui Xie also put down the Bible and asked the translator to ask the missionaries, "Is there any other book? I am instructed by tomorrow's son to be a talented person who studies physics. What I want is not this kind of sacred book, but a book about... A book of learning."
With Mr. Liu and the officials of the congregation by his side, he couldn't say too much or go into detail, but after such a vague translation to the Italians, several missionaries showed a relaxed look, nodded vigorously, and said something. String words he doesn't understand.
Although they didn't understand the words, they took out a few manuscripts of slightly poor quality and handed them over to Cui Xie while speaking. This action was very understandable. Before the translators could interpret what they said, Cui Xie didn't ask any questions, went up to take the book with his own hands, turned a few pages in a row, and saw what he was looking for in the book—
Common triangular diagrams in junior high school geometry problems.
Things that he didn't want to see at the time, changed time and space, but made him feel so intimate and liked so much. He no longer flipped the pages of the book, but only looked at the picture seriously, looking at the lines that divided the triangles and the letters at the vertices of the corners.
With chili and this book, this group of people will come for nothing!
Chinese mathematics and geometry can be developed from now on, and books on modern sciences such as physics, astronomy, chemistry, etc. must be brought in, and they must also learn Western shipbuilding and gun technology...
Only then did the group of translators translate the words of the missionaries, saying that this set of books was called "Euclidean Elements" and was the basis of Europa's mathematics. They were willing to translate this book into the Daming language and dedicate it to the Daming Emperor, only to ask the emperor to allow them to stay in Daming, translate more domestic articles and writings, and allow them to build a small church to worship their own gods.
Cui Xie touched the future "The Elements of Geometry", nodded gently to them, and said to Mr. Liu: "These monks are still really talented. Let's list this matter separately, and ask the Holy Spirit to judge."