Second Chance Chapter 410

When Zhou Houjie left, the time of the Hanlin Academy noon meal also arrived, the Hanlin Academy also has a public kitchen, according to the grade of the official to provide different levels of lunch, of course, are free. Zhu Pingan dipped into the light of the grade, lunch than Zhang Siwei more than a meat dish, the two will be the meal cooperation a place to eat together.

Although the Hanlin Academy had a public kitchen, there was no public dormitory, no place to sleep or take a lunch break, only a duty room with two beds, but this belonged to the duty officer. Zhu Pingan ate lunch and went back to the library, found a sunny window in the library, moved a chair to recline and rest his eyes.

The sunlight sprinkled on his body, warm and very comfortable, with a feeling of being back in the lower river village basking in the sun by the river with the breeze blowing.

Lower River Village

Another week or so of work will have a two-month long holiday for the new officials, two months of holiday can be a good time to stay in the lower river village for a period of time.

Zhu Pingan thinking about slowly sink into sleep, sleep mother Chen stewed a pot of fragrant chicken soup, father hunted two rabbits from the mountain is with the big brother in the water well next to the processing ……

“Hey hey, Zihou, wake up ……”

When Zhu Pingan was about to feast on his mother’s fragrant stewed muscles, he was awakened by the broken voice of Zhang Siwei, who was not just waking up, but completely heartless while waking up and shaking his hand, Zhu Pingan woke up to find that his head was about to be shaken into a rattlesnake drum by Zhang Siwei, who was shaking his head into a rattlesnake drum.

“Dang, you’re going to commit murder.” Zhu Pingan rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhang Siwei with a speechless expression.

“Plotting what to kill ah, quickly get up and go to the hall with me, the saint has sent a piece of paper.” Zhang Siwei explains succinctly and then pulls the front hall and walks quickly.

The saint sent a piece of paper?

Jiajing Emperor’s piece of paper passed to the Hanlin Academy to do what, uh, it would not be that this is going to be looking for books, right, the Book Depository I have not yet had the time to sort it out, Zhu Pingan heart face some faint uneasiness.

To the antechamber Zhu Pingan know why Zhang Siwei so anxious, because on behalf of the emperor to pass the piece of paper is not a general eunuch but the Jiajing emperor around the big red man Huang Jin Huang eunuch. This Huang Jin in the Jiajing emperor side but very trusted, Hanlin courtyard before yesterday just drafted an imperial edict, the imperial edict is about Huang Jin. Huang Jin in the imperial edict will be appointed as “Governor of the East Factory official school office eunuch”, the official position is simply “Governor of the East Factory”, the honorific title is ‘factory’ or ‘Governor’, that is, from the head of the East Chamber. The emperor’s close confidant, the head of the East Factory, Huang Jin personally Jiajing emperor’s small piece of paper to pass. It must be something very urgent, and it is no wonder that Zhang Siwei is in such a hurry.

“Why does Duke Huang need to be pedantic and honourable in person, just send someone.” Yuan Wei smiled as he stepped forward to speak with Huang Jin.

“Lord Yuan is polite, this matter concerns His Majesty’s dragon body, we’re afraid that those little brats will make a mistake.” Huang Jin shook his head. There was still an anxious look on his face.

Huang Jin personally come, Yuan Wei, Li Chunfang and other people have been very important, and now heard Huang Jin so say, and then look at Huang Jin face anxious look, Yuan Wei Li Chunfang and other people can not help but play a muttering in their hearts, this the emperor will not be the body of the dragon is not well, right? However, if there is any accident in the Emperor’s body, he should look for the Imperial Hospital ah, how to come to the Hanlin Academy?

Yuan Wei and the others were both puzzled and worried, not knowing what the note from Emperor Jiajing was this time.

Zhu Pingan is also curious to look at the tattered piece of paper in Huang Jin’s hand. However, when he saw clearly the material of the piece of paper in Huang Jin’s hand, Zhu Pingan didn’t have much worry, this piece of paper looks like a piece of paper that Emperor Jiajing casually tore off from the green vine paper, it is estimated that Emperor Jiajing casually tore a corner and wrote a note when he performed the Jiaojiao Festival to the heavens. The Jiajing Emperor can still perform the jiaojiao, surely nothing serious.

Even if it is a note, the Hanlin Academy of the people are kneeling down to meet, Li Chunfang in the highest official position among the oldest, by him on behalf of the Hanlin Academy received the note.

“Presenting several poems with appetite.”

When Li Chunfang opened the note and read the contents clearly, the expression on Li Chunfang’s face was very surprised.

Seeing the situation. Yuan Wei was even more curious in his heart, and by the time Li Chunfang passed the note to Yuan Wei, Yuan Wei’s expression was almost the same as Li Chunfang. Yuan Wei read the note and passed it to Zhang Juzheng, who read it and passed it to the next person. Soon all the people in the Hanlin Academy had read the note.

Appetising poetry? What the hell?

If it is said to offer green words, everyone is not curious at all, in the past, Emperor Jiajing also from time to time passes a piece of paper to the Hanlin Academy to allow the offering of green words. However, this is the first time that an appetising poem is offered. In other words, what kind of poetry is appetising?

“His Majesty’s appetite has been very bad these days. Last night he ate some, we are still happy for a long time, but today, breakfast and lunch are not water, we are in the eyes and pain in the heart ah. Last night, the Holy Spirit just read a poem to have an appetite, today the Holy Spirit can not resist our persuasion, only in the meditation of the spare time to write this note. All of you Hanlin are talented and knowledgeable, be sure to make a few more poems, the emperor’s dragon body is counting on you.” Huang Jin said and made a heavy salute towards the people of the Hanlin Academy.

Just kidding, you are the Governor of the East Chamber, who dares to accept your salute. Li Chunfang and the others hurriedly pulled Huang Jin, then patted his chest to ensure that he would live up to his promise.

His Holiness had an appetite last night just because he read a poem with an appetite?

What kind of poetry is called appetising poetry?

This will be no one associated with the poem Zhu Ping An wrote last night when he was drunk, who would associate a half-assed poem from a small banquet to the poem that the Jiajing Emperor had an appetite for last night, ahem, besides is that called a poem! Vulgar!

However, despite the Jiajing Emperor’s little piece of paper is a bit sudden, but still can not be difficult to high talent, richly educated Hanlin.

Especially Yuan Wei is more talented, just like the first into the green words and fugue, almost half a tea time, Yuan Wei pen down a literary poetry:

The peak of the purple camel is out of the green kettle, the disc of the water essence is travelling with the vegetal scales; the peak of the purple camel is out of the green kettle.

The rhinoceros chopsticks have not been eaten for a long time, the luan knife cuts the empty strands.

The breakfast is made with two knives, and the chopping is done on a gold plate in the white snow.

The yellow gate bridles the dust, and the royal kitchen sends the eight treasures.

Yuan Wei wrote a poem so quickly, out of the crowd’s expectation, there are several Hanlin around to see Yuan Wei’s poetry, Yuan Wei’s poetry is full of praise, literary grace, view this poem is like seeing the eight treasures of delicious, like seeing the Imperial Chef culmination of the handiwork, praised the masterpiece.

Yuan Wei listened to the praise, looking at Zhu Pingan has not yet put pen to paper, can not help but show a self-complacent look, what young scholar first person, a waste of fame, can be compared to my Yuan Wei?