Li Gongmou, Liu Gongduan, and Xie Gongyou can speak.
Teacher Li told the three elders about Cui Xie's plan to send someone back with the Italian missionaries to buy weapons, and elder Liu made the decision for him.
Nowadays, the imitation of the Fran cannons by the Ministry of War is not smooth: the bronze cast guns are not as good as the original guns, their accuracy is not as good as the original guns, and sometimes they explode; while the iron cast guns often have blisters in the chambers, and the big ones can fill a bowl of water. Go in, who knows where the bullets from such a cannon can fly? The problem of the gun barrel can still be asked by the craftsmen to grind it slowly, but the imitation gun powder is not as good as others, and it is not strong enough to blow up, but this is difficult to solve.
From this point of view, it is imperative to buy more equipment and gunpowder from the Thai people.
But if you send envoys to travel, you will have to build huge treasure ships and lucky ships like when the eunuchs of the Three Treasures went to the West. . If the officers and soldiers dress up as merchants, go back to Italy with the missionaries, and teach the patriotic maritime merchants who have donated good seeds to accompany them, it will save a lot of the burden on the national treasury and make things cheaper.
Liu Ge is always the first assistant, and he has always had the ability to make decisions. The two elders Xie and Cheng did not want to brush him off.
The four of them discussed the details again: since they want to pretend to be a sea merchant, they must prepare goods that are sold well in foreign countries, and when they go there to hide their identity, they can also sell them for silver for weapons. Furthermore, those missionaries and maritime merchants were not to be trusted completely. Their people had to learn some local dialect, so as not to be deceived by the translator.
Li Dongyang then recommended: "I think Yao Jing, a thousand households in front of Jinyiwei, is calm and reliable. You might as well ask him to lead the team."
Xie Qian said subconsciously, "The Daxu Qianhu from the Middle School is more reliable, and the martial arts are also good."
Liu Shoufu looked at the two authors who strongly recommended his characters, and almost laughed with anger, coughed heavily, and said sternly: "This matter must be recommended by the commanders, commanders, and governors of Jinyiwei. Reconsideration!"
Cheng Xueshi was at home for the past two years and did not know the situation of Jinyiwei in the Hanlin Academy, so he dutifully suggested: "Several junior officers and military officers' children should be selected from the martial arts school. Young people have fast brains and can learn foreign languages quickly. With them It is more convenient to be a translator than a weak translator. And this team can’t just use Jinyiwei, it must be accompanied by an official of the Ministry of Rites, and also consider the inner servant of the supervisor…”
The four pavilion elders discussed for a few days, and finally drafted a statement and handed it into the palace.
The ministers in the Slijian only saw the words "Going to the West", and the blood all over their bodies was rushing to the top of their heads.
Go to the West!
This is not the same as the three-guarantee eunuch of the ancestors!
Destroy Japan! Conquer the nations! Be a famous eunuch who is famous for Qing Shi!
Even Eunuch Gao was moved for a moment.
But his heart was heartbroken. As long as he thought about his age at the age of five and six, his heart would be moved, and his legs would not dare to move. The eunuch Sanbao died at sea at the beginning. With his age and body, if he goes out this time, he is afraid that he will never come back.
Although he can't go by himself, he still has children and grandchildren...
The next generation of their old Gao family had a single seedling in a thousand hectares, and he didn't even have another nephew, and he couldn't bear his son to go. On the contrary, he raised his son and gave birth to six eldest grandchildren, and it is not bad to choose one of the concubines to earn glory.
No matter which one he can pick or not, first ask the Siyi Pavilion to ask for a set of Latin phonetic books compiled by the missionaries, and tell these little bastards to learn it at home!
Emperor Hongzhi never refuted the previous dynasty's memorials. Zhu approved a "ke" and sent it to the cabinet, and the harem was like the Shenji camp and the martial arts school, setting off a wave of learning.
In this tense learning atmosphere, both inside and outside, Hongzhi's fifteen-year exam also began. In this general examination, Wang He, who was transferred to the right servant of the Ministry of Personnel, was appointed as the Tribute Officer.
I don’t know what feng shui is in this subject. The top three are all from Jiubian: Kanghai, the champion, is from Shaanxi, Sun Qing, who is second on the list, is also from the Wei of Beizhili, and Li Tingxiang is from the Wei of Jinyi, who was obtained from the school in Shuntian. .
It was not until the second and third tops that the southerners regained the upper hand.
During the court examination, several cabinet examinations and ministers who were grading the papers discussed superstitiously: "The style of writing has moved northward, and places such as Zhili and Shaanxi, which are close to the border, are booming, which is a good sign for the recovery of the north."
The champion Kang Haiting is particularly good at pairing, with a unique style of writing and powerful police tactics, which has changed the current state of Taiwanese government's weakness. Emperor Hongzhi personally said to the elders of the pavilions: "I have no such style in the past 150 years, so I can change the present and follow the past."
Is it not an auspicious omen that the person came out at that time
After the meeting was over, Liu Daxia, the deputy censor of the capital, went to the surface from the governor and recommended Yang Yiqing, the censor who had been governor of Shaanxi, to be the general system of the three sides and rebuild the Great Wall—
Rebuild a Great Wall to Ningxia in the west and Liaodong in the east, including the guards of Kaiping, Daning, Xinghe, and Dongsheng in the past, and push the northern defense line far to the grasslands, so that the capital and Xuanda Prefectures will no longer be in danger of being under the city.
Yang Yiqing can't eat chili flakes again this year.
Li Dongyang sighed a few words for his junior and brother, and then saw an even more impressive performance—Wang Shouren, editor of the Hanlin Academy, asked himself to be transferred to the censor and patrol the border.
And his own disciple, Cui Xie, a lecturer, also expressed his support, saying that Wang Shouren was able to praise the war on the outside, and he was able to care for the people and manage the government. the best choice.
When the nine sides are going to war, it is natural to be young, able to ride horses, and to go to the imperial family who can run when there is a war. Although the cabinet and the six ministries were reluctant to let a champion go to the border and risk it, they could not resist his firm will. He even made several memorials, and asked Cui Xie to help him follow the path of Li Gelao. job.
When Wang Zhuangyuan heard the news, he almost fainted in the Hanlin Courtyard. After he got up, he went to find a rough man in the Courtyard to chase and beat his son. No one persuaded him.
Wang Shouren didn't dare to resist his father, so he ran all the way to the first place in the Hanlin Academy of Wugong, and Cui Xueshi, who could save his life, was on duty.
The full court Hanlin, the newly released top three, and the sages all avoided the side, watching Wang Zhuangyuan swaying like a fly, holding a wooden pestle and struggling to sway his son.
Fortunately, the champion Xiao Wang was as light as a swallow. Although he did not dare to resist, he did not teach the old father's stick to fall on him. Cui Zhuangyuan, who was caught in the middle, was even more skilled in martial arts. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the wooden pestle that Wang Zhuangyuan beat his son, and held it in the air at a stalemate, not teaching him to take it back.
Everyone was dazzled, and their hearts were pounding. How could the Hanlin Academy be so brutal and indecent
Are these three the champions of the first few divisions? That's right, put Wu Zhuangyuan as Wen Zhuangyuan
The former champion Lun Wenxu touched his arm and said: "I didn't know that I would have such a skill to be the champion. It seems that it is really easy for me to be the champion."
He took another look at the new champion Kang Hai, who was newly admitted to the Hanlin Academy and whose eyes were higher than the top. Although this one had a stern face and a look of disdain for the trio's demeanor, his eyes were still glued to the small room. , and refused to move away.
Wang Hua was a literati after all. He was excited and chased half of his son's Hanlin Academy with a pestle. His body was at its limit, and he couldn't grab the wooden pestle in Cui Xie's hand. He panted and stared at the two of them for a long time, but finally let go of his hand, slapped the table and scolded: "Unworthy! You want to leave the customs, have you asked your father! He actually carried my book on his back and pulled He Zhong will protect you, your ability is not small!"
Wang Shouren hid behind Cui Xie, bowed his head to listen to the training, but did not change.
Cui Xie threw the pestle into the painting canister at the back, and supported Wang Zhuangyuan's arm to persuade him: "Senior Wang calm down, since brother Shouren has such talent..."
Wang Zhuangyuan was full of anger, and even scolded him: "You said that this evil beast will be a saint in the future, and when you saw him, you persuaded him to study. I didn't want to be wary. But I didn't want you to turn around and follow this little beast all the way. Send him out to fight!"
After he finished scolding, he suddenly realized that he had told so many people about Cui Xie's boast that his son would definitely be a saint.
But Cui Xie didn't feel ashamed at all, and said proudly: "Master Wang still remember this? The lower officials also felt that Shou Renxian's analysis was subtle and profound, and he was only short of experience. I have seen some brutal killings on the battlefield, and the people's livelihood is difficult, and I will have the opportunity to teach and educate people, and teach those border people to change... As long as I experience more things, I will naturally be able to become a sage in the future!"
In the past, when Cui Xie called him a saint, he always said it behind his back. Today, in front of the Hanlin Academy, he said it as if he could be a saint. Wang Shouren was embarrassed to listen to it.
He quickly persuaded: "Brother Cui has praised me. Now I only have one ambition to serve the country, and I am too busy for other things. Today I made my father angry, which is really unfilial, and also caused Brother Cui to be wronged. I will send my father home first. , and come back tomorrow to plead guilty."
He looked at the old father's frail body, went up to help him up, and walked out all the way, avoiding the place with poles and sticks. Liang Chu and Zhang Yuanzhen didn't dare to stop them either. They were afraid that Wang Huasao would be embarrassed.
Wang Zhuangyuan raised his tired and sore hand, but still beat his son a few times, scolded him for not having parents in his heart, and ran to the dangerous place without saying a word.
Wang Shouren resigned, so he had been beaten and scolded enough, and then he honestly admitted his mistake: "It's all my fault that I shouldn't have concealed it from my father in advance, and I have been on that list myself. In fact, I should also know that my father always has the will to serve the country. Given the chance, I am willing to go to the border to fight and restore me to Daming Rivers and Mountains, how could they stop me? If I had told my father earlier, there would have been nothing today.”
"You're right! Who said I wouldn't stop you! Who said I was going to fight!"
Wang Zhuangyuan glared at his son fiercely, then threw off his arm and strode forward. Wang Shouren followed behind him, bowed his head slightly, and sighed secretly.
Isn't that just... from the picture books my father drew
After all, Wang Shouren changed his post as the Shaanxi Dao Censor, followed by Yang Yiqing. Wang Zhuangyuan personally sent his son to the west, and he did not beat or scold him again, but only told him to do things well and not to live up to the expectations of the court.
His temper has eased, but the pressure is still there. He is so pressed that the new scholars who follow him to study behave in a proper manner. They have to carry him behind his back when opening poetry meetings, and they dare not openly discuss the changes in his poetry. In addition to these new scholars, the well-known talents in the dynasty were also attached to the Chaling gate, and they were not very enthusiastic about how to eliminate the Taige style and change the new style of writing in pursuit of the past.
Kang Hai, Wang Tingxiang, and He Jingming, the three most vehement critics of today's weak style of writing, visited Beijing several times, and finally identified Li Mengyang, Bian Gong, and Wang Jiusi, the three strong and ancient predecessors. To visit, the intention is to work with them to re-plan the literary world.
When they invited people out, sent poems, and invited Li Mengyang and others to join them in the grand event, the three seniors showed a strange look, and they refused.
No, they still have to write a manuscript for the "Daily Agricultural Classic".
The editor-in-chief of "Daily Agricultural Classics" is Cui Xueshi, and he urges the authors to ask for manuscripts every day.
The Cui Zhuangyuan who took down Wang Xueshi's stick with one hand, Cui Xueshi, do you understand
Li Mengyang said calmly: "We must focus on his manuscripts. If you want to talk about poetry with us, you might as well read the "Daily Agricultural Classic" first, and be prepared in your heart. We won't be together for long, and you have to be ready to be contributors to this comic strip."
Kang Zhuangyuan, who was also the champion, but was too weak to withstand the blow of Wang Zhuangyuan, pursed his lips and silently gave up the idea of raising the banner of "Wen Zong Qin Han, Poetry flourishing Tang" with Li Mengyang.