Good morning Daming - Chapter 75: Uproar

Chapter 75 Uproar

Before Emperor Jiajing, the royal family could barely maintain its dignity.

Emperor Jiajing fought with the scholar-official group for more than twenty years. During this period, the scholar-officials made up countless stories about him and the royal family, most of which were negative.

Over time, the scholar-officials as a group began to have less awe for the so-called emperor and the royal family.

Therefore, when Xia Yan bowed his head and confessed his guilt, Emperor Jiajing was so ecstatic.

Prince Yu and his brothers were invited here today to show some goodwill and ease the relationship between the royal family and the literati.

The boys and girls present were either rich or noble, and by the way, they could also win over the families behind them, killing two birds with one stone.

It is not easy to be born as a human being, and it is even more difficult to be born as a prince. Every move and every word will be magnified by bystanders with a purpose.

Therefore, Jiang Qingzhi felt that being born into a royal family was a misfortune.

His sympathy has always been limited, and what he likes most is watching a ship capsize from the Yellow Crane Tower.

However, when he saw the two princes being squeezed and embarrassed, Jiang Qingzhi became angry.

I can take care of my students, but not others.

"Cousin."

The two princes were as happy as children being chased by wild dogs when they saw their elders.

"Who is he?"

A young girl, half of her face covered with a round fan, asked her companions.

"He is your Majesty's cousin!"

"That...son-in-law's son?"

There was some disdain in the girl's eyes.

"Yes!" The companion sighed, "He looks so handsome, but he is the son of a concubine... What a pity."

As for his identity as the cousin of Emperor Jiajing, it was just that to these noble ladies.

The girl waved her round fan a few times and said, "The poem he wrote last time was quite good."

"However, his writing is naturally gifted, and I'm afraid he will just be lost in the crowd."

"That's right. He has no foundation in the capital. If he wants to become famous, the best way is to write poetry. But after that poem, there has been no news, which shows that Jiang Lang has run out of talent."

The companion looked at the girl and suddenly sighed, "Third Lady, you are of noble status, but your standards are too high. Today is an opportunity...

In fact, I think Jiang Qingzhi is not bad. At least he will be a rich and idle man in this life. You are tired of the internal struggles of the Mu family. Marrying him can keep you away from the disputes. "

The girl put down her round fan, and her slightly round face showed a little more coldness. "The Mu family has guarded Yunnan for generations, and no one has disciplined them, so each generation is worse than the previous one, and they act recklessly. Before I left Yunnan, I said that if the Mu family is going to fail, it will be at their own hands, and it has nothing to do with outsiders."

The companion was called Yang Qi, and her identity was not simple either. She gently patted the girl's shoulder and said, "It's a pity that you are so talented, but you are forced to leave Yunnan..."

"Who said I was forced?" The girl said, "Everyone in that family is eyeing power and money. I think it's despicable, so I came to the capital to relax."

The girl's name was Mu Shu. She was from the line of the Duke of Qian and was of a high generation.

There was a hint of disappointment on her delicate face, but it soon faded away. Seeing Jiang Qingzhi approaching the two princes, Mu Shu asked, "Why are the two princes so happy as if they had seen their elders as their saviors?"

Yang Qi covered her mouth and laughed, "It is said that Prince Yu often goes to Changweibo's mansion."

"Although they are uncle and nephew, they are almost the same age and can play together." Mu Shu has a high seniority in the Mu family. If others said this, it would sound old-fashioned, but it sounded natural when she said it.

"However, Ma Lin is a great poet. Those present today are either rich or noble. If he can show his talent, he will be famous in the capital tomorrow. It seems that Ma Lin has been waiting for this opportunity. He must have carefully prepared several outstanding poems. Jiang Qingzhi is unprepared. If he fails, he will be in trouble today."

Mu Shu nodded, "Writing poetry is not like eating. It can be done as soon as you say it."

"Uncle." The two princes stood up and saluted.

The young man looked a little confused and squatted for a moment, "Meet my uncle."

"You are..." Jiang Qingzhi thought of the eunuch's words and looked at the young man suspiciously.

"My brother." Zhu Zaiqi raised his eyebrows and whispered, "It's Shoumei."

"Shou's wife?" Jiang Qingzhi didn't know her.

"My sister." King Jing said.

"Oh!"

It turned out to be a little girl in the palace.

Jiang Qingzhi smiled much more gently, "Are you here to watch the fun today?"

My cousin is very gentle... Zhu Shou'an nodded, then said with a bitter face, "Yes! But now I am being laughed at by others." She glanced at King Jing and said, "Fourth brother is actually good at writing poems, but... he is not talented."

"Didn't you make any preparation before coming here?" Jiang Qingzhi smiled.

The purposes of so-called poetry gatherings have always been more than simple.

A group of scholars felt that life was meaningless and too monotonous and boring, so they held a party under the pretext of a poetry reading.

Of course, becoming famous and renowned is the eternal theme of poetry meetings.

"That man is called Ma Lin, and he has recently become famous in the capital. Uncle, my poetry talent..." King Jing gritted his teeth, "It is indeed not as good as his."

"He can make someone as proud as you admit that you are inferior to others. It seems that this person is quite interesting."

Jiang Qingzhi glanced at Ma Lin.

Marlin smiled, "Meet Long Wilbur."

Jiang Qingzhi nodded.

"He will definitely challenge my cousin." Zhu Zaizhen whispered, "My cousin's last poem, 'The breeze stirs the waves, scattering the stars across the river', shook the capital. If Ma Lin can surpass my cousin in poetry today, he will be famous in the capital tomorrow. He will become famous in the literary world."

"In other words, you stepped on me to get to the top?" Jiang Qingzhi asked with a smile.

"Yes." Zhu Zaizhen said, "This circle is like this. It looks lively and friendly, but in fact, everyone is trying to step on their peers to get to the top."

"If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth." Zhu Zaigui added.

"Uncle, do you... do you have it?" asked the niece.

Jiang Qingzhi touched his abdomen and said, "No."

Zhu Shou'an's face turned red, and she was obviously embarrassed by her cousin's joke.

Yes, this is a young girl in the deep palace, so such teasing jokes are not suitable... Jiang Qingzhi smiled and said, "Does Shou's wife want to watch the fun?"

Zhu Shou'an raised her eyes, "I do. But uncle, that Ma Lin is really powerful. How about..." She hesitated again and again, "Next time!"

She is a kind little girl.

Jiang Qingzhi laughed, and someone said, "The weather is hot, if Long Wei Bo doesn't have anything, then please sit down!"

This is mockery.

Zhu Zaizhen sneered.

Jiang Qingzhi took out a folding fan from his sleeve like magic and opened it.

On the side facing others, there are two lines of text.

"I see how charming the green mountains are."

"I guess the green mountains see me like this."

"What a narcissistic long Wilbur!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

A young girl whispered, "But he is indeed extremely handsome!"

The men present looked at each other.

It seems that none of them are as handsome as that young boy.

Well, when it comes to looks and temperament, no one can match me.

But what about talent?

"Brother Ma!"

Everyone looked at Marin.

You are the hope of the whole village.

Marin comes from an ordinary family, and in order to get ahead, he can only rely on the help of this group of noble people.

But how can this noble person help you?

Today is your chance.

Marin prepared carefully for this poetry reading for a long time.

He wrote several poems with great effort, and pondered over them word by word. Until last night, he still put on his clothes and reread those poems, pondering them over and over again.

With such preparation, Marin is not afraid of any opponent.

"Jiang Qingzhi hasn't published any poems since that incident, which shows that his talent has run out. Brother Ma, kill him while he's still sick. However, I'm worried that he'll make an excuse and leave."

"Yes!"

"Brother Ma, make a decision when necessary!"

"do not hesitate!"

If you want to be rich, you have to take risks.

You have to step on the corpses of others to get to the top.

Marlin took a deep breath and bowed, "Please give me your guidance, Chief Wilbur."

There was an uproar on the woman's side.

"Marlin really challenged Long Wilbur."

"It's really exciting now."

"Long Wilbur seems a little narcissistic!"

"I love to see narcissists get taken care of."

"Me too."

"Did Long Wilbur make a mistake?" someone questioned, "Why is everyone calling for his death?"

Mu Shu looked at the group of girls chattering non-stop and sighed, "This is also a place of fame and fortune."

"Do you think you can be free once you arrive in the capital?" Yang Qi said with a smile, "This circle may seem leisurely, but there are swords and sabers underneath! You will know after you come here a few more times."

Mu Shu put the round fan in front of his face and said, "I just want to know how this long Wilbur will deal with Marin's challenge."

"Just say you have business!" Yang Qi said disdainfully, "Those nobles only need to wink at their families, and then their families will say there is an emergency at home, and then they have an excuse to avoid fighting."

"What about this one?" Mu Shu asked.

"I heard that he is quite trusted by His Majesty. All his family members need to do is report that there is official business or that His Majesty has summoned him. Who dares to stop him?"

Over there, similar words were heard one after another.

All eyes were focused on Jiang Qingzhi.

The host smiled and said, "Send the paper and pen to Long Wilbur."

After the paper and pen were placed on the table, the maid looked up at Jiang Qingzhi with some suspicion and then left.

Jiang Qingzhi waved his folding fan and found it all very interesting.

"Uncle..." the little girl said sympathetically, "Why not just say you have a stomachache? I've used this excuse to avoid many fights."

Jiang Qingzhi glanced at the Zhu Zaigui brothers.

Zhu Zaigui scratched his head and said, "I'll ask later."

Zhu Zaizhen said proudly, "I will ask my mother to look into this matter later and beat those dogs to death."

"No!" The little girl waved her hands hastily, "I...I was just talking casually."

Poor baby!

Zhu Zaigui suddenly smiled bitterly, "Ma Lin is provoking me, so I should help my uncle think of a solution as soon as possible."

Zhu Zaizhen narrowed his eyes and said, "How about I send someone to pretend to be someone from the palace and say that they have official business."

Before he finished speaking, a eunuch came hurriedly.

He came forward and said, "Greetings, Lord Bo, His Majesty has summoned you."

"Oh!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

"it is as expected."

"Avoid fighting!"

"Don't worry, I'll ask my father later to see if His Majesty summoned Jiang Qingzhi today. If not, it's deceiving the emperor, I'll impeach him!"

Emperor Jiajing trusted Jiang Qingzhi, and the more he hated him, the more the literati hated Jiang Qingzhi.

Jiang Qingzhi asked, "What did you say?"

The eunuch shook his head, "I don't know."

People working in the palace are not allowed to inquire about the news.

Jiang Qingzhi pondered for a moment, wondering what it could be.

Could it be that there is a reversal in Xia Yan's matter?

Damn, the country’s two years of existence are already within our grasp.

Jiang Qingzhi frowned.

Marin bowed politely, "It's okay if you have one or two words, sir. A glimpse of the whole picture can reveal the whole picture. Everyone present has this ability of appreciation."

Jiang Qingzhi glanced at him, his mind filled with various possibilities that Emperor Jiajing had sent someone to summon him.

Someone shouted, "Chang Wei Bo offended Yan Song, the chief minister, for Xia Yan. Isn't he afraid of retaliation?"

Yes!

Yan Song's faction is now very powerful. Aren't you, Jiang Qingzhi, worried about the consequences?

Jiang Qingzhi said:

"Grind the ink!"

Zhu Zaizhen grinds ink.

"Pen!"

Zhu Zaigui handed over the brush dipped in ink.

Jiang Qingzhi took out the medicinal cigarette.

"Cousin."

The little girl lit the cigarette for him obediently.