Daming Super Daddy

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The immature voice resounded in the silent hall, making everyone present stunned.

?The phrase "every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world" was first put forward by Gu Yanwu in "Rizhilu Zhengshi". The background is the entry of the Qing army.

The original sentence is: "Those who protect the country, their rulers and ministers seek to eat meat; those who protect the world, there is no sense of responsibility for the humbleness of a man."

But the language pattern of this eight-character writing came from Liang Qichao.

All the people in the hall are relatives of the emperor, even if they are not from aristocratic families, they have received good education since childhood.

Zhu Wei stood up and said: ""Spring and Autumn Zuo Zhuan Lu Zhaogong 24 Years", June, Renshen, the master of the prince's dynasty, attacking flaws and apricots, all collapsed... The restlessness of the royal family is also the shame of the Jin Dynasty .These eight characters vividly outline this meaning.”

"The rise and fall, everyone is responsible!"

Zhu Di stroked his chin and said: "This means the prosperity and demise of major events in the world. Whether it is an official or a businessman or the common people, they all have a duty-bound responsibility; but the rise and fall of a country is the responsibility of the emperor, general, minister, and military officer." The responsibility of the ministers. This sentence should be regarded as unparalleled in the world!"

"What Brother Four Emperor said is absolutely true!"

Zhu Zhen, who had been sitting in the corner without speaking, stood up at this time, "The sound of the wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound of reading; family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, and everything is concerned. This couplet is full of the concept of family, country, and world, with far-reaching implications. , expressing the emotions of worrying about the country and the people to the fullest!"

"Brother Song's talent, I can't wait!" A middle-aged man with an inch black beard and looking extremely elegant stood up, raised his wine glass and respected Zhu Song from a distance: "Brother Song, drink this glass to the full. !"

Zhu Song still knew this man. His name was Zhu Chun, the No. 11 son of Zhu Yuanzhang, and he was named King of Shu.

Compared with other brothers and sisters, Zhu Chun is a person who likes to read and learn. He "has a comprehensive knowledge of classics and is elegant in appearance". He is known as a "Shu scholar" in the court.

"Brother Chun was joking, but my little brother just suddenly opened his head and occasionally popped out a good sentence or two!" Zhu Song also picked up the wine glass in front of him, and after a few polite words, he drank it down.

Zhu Song has also become the ancestor of plagiarism. These two sentences were clearly written by Gu Xiancheng, the leader of the Donglin Party in the Ming Dynasty. They show that scholars are not only serious about their studies, but also concerned about national affairs.

Fortunately, he directly embezzled it on himself.

"However, Brother Song, there is something wrong with your Spring Festival couplets! People's Spring Festival couplets are all written on paper. Who dares to hang them on the door if you make them gaudy?"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, no, there are those who set up the platform for Zhu Song, and there are those who tear it down.

The person who spoke was Zhu Yu, the seventh son of the first emperor. This guy had a bad relationship with Zhu Song at the beginning, and later because of Zhu Quan's affairs, this guy was honest for a long time, but he still held a grudge against what Zhu Song did to him back then. mind.

So it was reasonable for him to jump out and sneer at this time.

Before Zhu Song could speak, Zhu Di burst out laughing:

"Seven Emperor Brothers are right, but in my opinion, how can the pairs originally written on paper have the beauty and profound meaning engraved on peach wood?"

When talking about this, Zhu Di twirled the black beard under his chin, and continued: "On New Year's Eve, directly carve pairs on the exquisitely carved peach wood, which can be used for many years. Wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds to save the cost of buying paper and retouching pens?”

"That's okay too?"

Just after Zhu Zhudi finished speaking, most of the people present rolled their eyes.

"It just coincides with the peach talisman hanging on the door, how nice it is!"

After Zhu Di said this, he turned his head and looked at the Sanbao eunuch, and said: "Sanbao, you should draw up a decree later. Officials, merchants, and nobles must engrave couplets on peach charms during the New Year, not on paper. Go up. Well, after it is drafted tomorrow, it will be distributed to the county governments of all provinces and states. Do you understand?"

"According to the order!"

The Sanbao eunuch responded with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye.

He has even drafted an imperial decree much weirder than this, so what is this decree?

You must know that in the early Ming Dynasty, Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang issued an imperial decree before the New Year's Eve of the year, requiring every household in Jinling to paste Spring Festival couplets written on red paper on the door frames to welcome the New Year.

Compared with Hong Wuye's imperial decree to forcefully post pairs, Zhu Di's decree is really nothing.

"Brother Song, I really like this gift of yours!" Zhu Di looked at Zhu Song and said, "And you did a great job with the matter of Fengxiang Mansion. Tell me, what reward do you want?"

Zhu Song was stunned for a moment. To be honest, he really didn't expect that there were still gifts to take.

Seeing the sluggish expression on Zhu Song's face, Zhu Di felt very happy. How about you brat?

……

Although Yingtian Mansion will impose a curfew on weekdays, during the seven days from New Year's Eve to the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the restrictions on the curfew have been lifted so that the people of Yingtian Mansion can use the time of these seven days Come take a break from a year of hard work.

That night, a group of relatives and relatives of the emperor recited poems in the Huagai Palace, drank fine wine and tasted delicacies, and they left at midnight when they watched the New Year's Eve together.

Zhu Song didn't eat much here, but he drank a lot of wine. His cheap brothers, brother-in-laws, and brother-in-laws all aimed at Zhu Song, and with Zhu Song's drinking capacity, they all drank him into a mess .

In the end, it really went in vertically and came out horizontally.

When I returned to the palace, the moon was already in the middle of the sky, the moon seemed to be extremely round tonight, but the sky above the sky was as clear as blue, not even a single star could be found.

There were lanterns and festoons in the palace, Chief Shi Baifu and Liu Changsheng didn't intend to sleep tonight, they were busy running inside and outside the palace, the servants would paste red paper-cuts on the front, and then ran to the backyard to prepare for the firecrackers.

In a word, when Zhu Song was drunk and helped into the house by Han Qingshan and Huang San, before he even had time to wake up, he was woken up by the booming firecrackers in the mansion.

"Who, who!" Zhu Song, with red eyes and a mouth full of alcohol, muttered in a daze.

"My lord, it's the house that's setting off firecrackers." Yingxiang was dozing off on the table, and when she heard Zhu Song's confused voice, she hurried forward and said.

The so-called more guns are actually equivalent to the previous fight.

It's just that it's not Chinese New Year right now. Rich and noble families will use firecrackers instead of fighting. After all, it's so festive, isn't it?

"Oh!"

Zhu Song responded indiscriminately, grabbed a quilt and covered his head, and continued to sleep. (To be continued.)

Chapter 233 Xu Miaojin's Symptoms

The next day, before dawn, Zhu Song was awakened by the roar of firecrackers.

"Yingxiang, what time is it?" Zhu Song's head still hurts, after all, he drank so much wine last night that his head was about to burst.

"My lord, are you awake?" Yingxiang didn't sleep much that night, so as soon as there was any movement on Zhu Song's side, the little girl came over and said in Zhu Song's ear: "It's just past four o'clock, are you right?" Rest a little longer?"

Zhu Song opened his sleepy eyes, shook his head in a daze, and said, "No more rest, no more sleep!"

This is true, the sound of firecrackers outside made Zhu Song so sleepy that he couldn't sleep.

"Water, pour me a glass of water." Zhu Song muttered a few words in a daze, and said.

"Hey!" Yingxiang jumped up in a panic, ran to the edge of the table to get Zhu Song a glass of water, and fed him to drink.

Zhu Song shook his head and said, "There seems to be something wrong with the sky outside, why is it so dark?"

Yingxiang shook her head and said, "My lord, wait for me to go out and have a look."

"Yeah, it's snowing!"