Seiwa

As the saying goes, impulse is the devil.

If you don't consider the post-ditch when you do things, you will have to pay 100% of the price.

Perhaps because he hadn't seen Shen Xuan for a long time, Meng Twelve Lang was excited for a moment, and his blood surged up under his heartbeat. Regardless of the strength comparison between the two sides, he rushed forward with fever.

The beauty is embraced, and the consequences are quite serious.

The next day, Daning guarded. After the trip, Tongzhi, the governor of the military governor's mansion, and the first-class uncle Meng Qinghe, absent from work due to illness.

It is a big deal for the top leader to report illness.

Daning Metropolitan Commander Zhu Wang came to the door in person, and brought the most famous doctor in the city with him, firstly to visit his illness, and secondly to take the opportunity to get in touch with his superiors.

After entering the Earl's Mansion, Zhu Wang was led to the main hall. He didn't see Meng Qinghe, but saw Dingguo Duke Shen Xuan in blue uniform.

Seeing the people in the hall, Zhu Wang was taken aback for a moment.

How could Duke Ding be in Daning?Or is it in Xingningbo's mansion?

Thinking of the several groups of Tartar cavalry that appeared in the frontier, Zhu Wang had an epiphany that it must be related to the military secrets of the imperial court. Otherwise, when Dingguo Gong came to Daning, no matter how Daning commanded the envoys, he didn't hear any news, which is completely unreasonable.

Thinking he got the most correct answer, Zhu Wang's expression became extremely serious, and he clasped his fists and said, "I have seen the Duke."

Shen Xuan nodded, asked the reason for Zhu Wang's visit, and expressed his thanks on behalf of Meng Qinghe.

Shen Xuan's attitude as the master made Zhu Wang quite puzzled.

This is Uncle Xingning's mansion, not Duke Dingguo's mansion, right?

How to explain the current situation?

Perhaps Shen Xuan's attitude was too natural, all Zhu Wang's questions were suppressed in his heart, and he never asked.

After a few pleasantries, seeing that Shen Xuan didn't want to talk much, Zhu Wang left quickly, and the good doctor he had invited didn't work.

Zhu Wang is brave and strategic, and has a good reputation in the army. He was once used by Ning Wang Zhu Quan.

After Emperor Yongle came to the throne, Zhu Wang had been sitting firmly in the post of commander of Daningdu. Even when Zhang Gui was at his most arrogant, he was only squeezed out and not replaced.

Assuming that Shen Xuan had something important to discuss with Meng Qinghe, Xing Ningbo's sudden excuse for his illness was explained.

In order to keep the news from spreading, it is necessary to act in secret.

The tartars are treacherous, so it is hard to guarantee that one or two spies will not enter Daning among the caravans to inquire about news.Any clues that are detected will affect the actions of the frontier army.

Ding Guogong's visit to Daning must be kept secret!

After making up his mind, after leaving the mansion, Zhu Wang specifically told the good doctor not to reveal what happened today.

The good doctor promised again and again that he would never say a word.Zhu Wang was still not at ease, so he simply sent his personal guards to follow the good doctor, staying close at every step, and beware of any mistakes.

A good doctor has a lot of hardships. When he goes in and out of the house, he sits in the clinic, and there is a fierce soldier standing behind him. Not to mention his business is deserted. Under the huge pressure, he almost has a nervous breakdown.

It was not until Shen Xuan returned to Beijing that Junhan was recalled by Zhu Wang.

Before that, the good doctor who is under intense pressure must continue to fight against the pressure and continue to suffer from neurasthenia.

After seeing off Zhu Wang, Shen Xuan returned to the East Chamber of the Three Halls.

Pushing open the door, stepping into the room, on the case by the window, the ink on a dozen sheets of rice paper spread out has dried up.Behind the landscape screen, Meng Qinghe, who hadn't closed his eyes all night, slept soundly.

The loosened neckline of the underwear and the black hair scattered on the pillow soften the eyes of the viewer.

Sitting by the couch, Shen Xuan opened the Book of Changes that Dao Yan had given to Meng Qinghe, and began to study from the unannotated part.

The wing room is very quiet, only a faint fragrance wafts from the copper incense burner.

There is a burst of cicadas singing outside the window. After autumn, the cicadas who have been noisy all summer will gradually die down.

Meng Qinghe fell into a deep sleep, and hadn't woken up yet as the end of the day approached.

After looking at the clepsydra, Shen Xuan leaned over, combed the black hair on the pillow with his slender fingers, brushed the reddish corners of his eyes, lifted Meng Qinghe's neck and shoulders, and hugged him.

"Twelve Lang, wake up."

The deep voice slid past the ears, and in the drowsiness, it seemed that a few feathers brushed gently over the heart.

Meng Qinghe couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, so he closed his eyes and gave a grace, and leaned on Shen Xuan's shoulder, not wanting to move, and snored softly again.

Shen Xuan felt a little helpless, pampered, let him sleep, or wake him up?

Patting Meng Qinghe's back, the person lying on his shoulders rubbed his nose and cheeks like a cat, but refused to open his eyes.

Duke Ding, who was invincible on the battlefield, had no choice but to continue patting Meng Qinghe on the back and calling out to Twelve Lang several times. No matter what, he had to wake him up and sleep after eating.

As for the issue of eating and sleeping, which is the most suitable for fattening, Ding Guogong said that Twelve Lang is too thin, it is better to be fatter.

Under Shen Xuan's unremitting efforts, Meng Qinghe finally woke up, yawned lazily, his eyes were half-closed, not pulled by Shen Xuan, he might fall down again at any time, and fell asleep directly.

The door of the wing room was pushed open, the waiter brought hot water, rinsed his mouth, covered his face with a warm face towel, Meng Qinghe took a deep breath, and finally regained consciousness from his bewildered head.

Covering his face halfway, only a pair of eyes were exposed, staring at the Duke in front of him for a moment, curling his lips secretly.

What did this guy say before?

A keeper of rites?You still believe it yourself?

Putting down the cloth towel, resting your chin, is it too silly or naive?

Hou Erdai's thickness was obviously far beyond his imagination.

Is this a mistake that will cause eternal hatred?wrong.

Picked by luck?Even more wrong.

My head was a mess, I suddenly remembered something, my ears felt hot, and I covered my face with the cloth towel again.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Meng Qinghe was silent for a long time, covering his face, he didn't know what he was thinking.Shen Xuan frowned, grabbed his wrist, pulled it away forcefully, and then froze.

Caught off guard, her face turned into an apple.

Meng Qinghe molared his teeth and turned his head, what a shame!

The head turned halfway, but the chin was buckled, the eyes darkened, and the lips were blocked.

Meng Qinghe's head started to feel dizzy again.

The atmosphere was just right, but my stomach growled inappropriately.

Accompanied by irregular grunts, XX Tick was immediately thrown into the corner to grow mushrooms.

Hou Erdai supported Meng Qinghe's head with one hand, and was silent for five seconds. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he buried his head in Meng Qinghe's neck, laughing softly.

Meng Qinghe narrowed his eyes.

very funny?

There was no answer, and with another grunt, the shaking of the shoulders increased rapidly.

Meng Qinghe: "..."

How did he never realize that someone's smile was so low?

Finally, the Duke had laughed enough, raised his head, his eyes were as dark as ink, and his lips became brighter red.

If he hadn't kept the previous lesson in mind, Meng Twelve Lang would most likely rush forward and take a bite.

Fortunately, reason has the upper hand, otherwise, it is really hard to predict the consequences.

"Get up and have dinner together."

Shen Xuan gets out of the way, Meng Qinghe throws away the cloth towel and stays on the bed.

You don't need to go to the office of the Dusi Yamen, and you don't need to wear official uniforms at home.

A blue robe with a round collar and a floral rhinoceros belt around the waist is enough.

There is no need to bring a waist card without going out of the house.

The hair bun was too troublesome, and I was just about to find a piece of cloth to tie it up, but was held down by the shoulder.

The white fingers shuttled through the black hair, the movements were a little rusty, but they brought more intimacy and care.

Hou Erdai's move was a bit sudden, Meng Qinghe blinked, "Ziyu?"

"do not move."

Well, don't move.

Meng Twelve Lang straightened his back, he didn't dare to move, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Tie your hair, tie your hair.

Even though I told myself to calm down, my heart still trembled.

Simply close your eyes, but the feeling becomes more and more clear.

I don't want to move, and I don't want to make a sound.I just want this moment to last forever.Knowing it's impossible and still hoping so.

After a long time, the sound of footsteps outside the door broke the tranquility of this moment.

Meng Qinghe came back to his senses, opened his eyes, and happened to meet a pair of black pupils.

Before he could recover, his hands were warm and cold, and the Luanfeng that could not be sent by the Meng family was lying in his palm.

He frowned, and was about to open his mouth, but Shen Xuan grabbed his wrist, "Three books and six rituals are all ready, and Twelve Lang still wants to refuse? Could it be that he is not sincere to Xuan?"

Meng Qinghe stared, talking nonsense!Believe it or not he really bites?

"Then put it away." Shen Xuan straightened up, brushing Meng Qinghe's neck with his fingers, "Choose an auspicious day, and Xuan will visit Twelve Lang's house again."

The Duke made a final decision, and Uncle Meng stroked the Wen Yu in his hand, and opened his mouth, but the words were blocked in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

If you can't say it, don't say it.

With a heartbroken heart, he grabbed Shen Xuan's collar and kissed him directly.

A moment later, a waiter's voice came from outside the door.

Shen Xuan raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and his smile dazzled Meng Qinghe's eyes, "Xuan is very pleased that Twelfth Lang has such a heart in his mind."

Meng Qinghe: "..."

He had indeed been thinking about Tongmeiren's future, but the situation in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, seemed to be abducted, right?

Did you lose or gain?

Thinking hard, there was no solution, and an inexplicable grief suddenly rose in my heart.

He couldn't catch Hou Erdai and take a bite, so he could only turn his grief and anger into appetite. With the waiter's expression as if he had seen a ghost, he swept the dishes, and for the first time in his life, he beat the Duke of Shen surnamed Shen at the dinner table.

Looking at the empty bowls and dishes, and then looking at Meng, who was strolling all over the floor, Grandpa Guo began to think about a very deep life problem. When he found this person, what kind of vision did he have?

Shen Xuan stayed in Daning City for three days, and Meng Qinghe also missed work for three days.

Duke Ding did not leave, Xing Ningbo obviously did not have the time and interest to work, and the top leader was absent from work. In order to ensure the efficiency of work, the people below could only redouble their efforts.

Headed by Zhu Wang, in just three days, all the members of the Daning Metropolitan Division were collectively promoted to national treasures.With the comparison, everyone discovered how powerful the personal ability of Uncle Xingning, who usually does not show off his mountains and dews, is.

On the fourth day, Meng Qinghe sent Shen Xuan away, and when he appeared in the Dusi Yamen, the Dusi immediately set off firecrackers to celebrate.

Without Meng Qing and this top leader, it really wouldn't work.

Get used to the efficient and fast way of working, and return to the previous work mode, not to mention the second and third leaders, even the clerical staff below will frown.

Under the leadership of Xing Ningbo, one after another discovered the potential of workaholics.If Zhu Yuanzhang is still alive, the generals of the capital of Daning will definitely receive key praises.

If officials from other provinces come to learn advanced experience, they will be shocked by the high work enthusiasm in the yamen.

The people who come and go in the yamen are racing against time.

The person with the palm print moves his pen like flying, and discusses the truth with his fists directly when he disagrees with each other.

There was a sound of punching and kicking, and he solved the official business, and also relieved pressure by the way.

This is a group of out-and-out workaholics, fighters who are always fighting on the front line of their posts.

It's not that Zhu Wang and others are born this way, it's just that work and performance bonuses are directly linked.

Who is Xingningbo?Jane is a fierce man in the emperor's heart, a kind man who made a fortune with the capital of Daning and the frontier army.

Working under his hands, as long as you work hard, you will be rewarded.If you don't work hard, how many people will be waiting in line to compete for employment.

Under fierce competition, the work efficiency of Daning Dusi naturally soared like a rocket.

Taking Daning as a reference, as personnel are seconded one after another, efficient and fast office methods radiate to the surrounding area in a fan shape.Jizhou, Liaodong, Kaiyuan, Guangning, Xuanfu, Shuntian eight prefectures, and the yamen of each department have all begun to make great strides forward.

Others were rushing forward frantically, sweating all the way, while I was walking forward at a slow pace, and was left behind a lot, no matter how thick-skinned I was, I couldn't hold it back.

Subtly, the working patterns and rhythms of officials in Nanjing and Beijing have become very different, which has caused many problems...

Officials from Beijing were transferred to Nanjing, and started working after the report, and they were immediately blacked out.It is a waste of time, a waste of court money, and a waste of personal life if something that can be done in half an hour has to be delayed until one day, or two days if it is not enough in one day!This kind of trend must not be encouraged, roll up your sleeves, go public, and impeach!

Officials from Nanjing were transferred to Beijing, and they were also not used to it. Going to work in the yamen seemed to have come to another world.What about the chicness of scholar-bureaucrats?None.The Tang officials and the Tui officials rolled up their arms and sleeves, and the six heavenly officials slapped the tables and threw the stools, not for the words of the sages, but for the amount of tax to be collected from the caravans, what to plant in the next spring, and the frontier soldiers went to the grasslands to "purchase and change" "What the results of the herd, and the like, are simply degrading!Impeachment must be impeached!

The quarrel between the northern and southern capitals ran through the entire Yongle Dynasty, and became another unique landscape in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty.

As the instigator, Meng Qinghe is rarely mentioned.After all, with the precedents of Zhao Wei and Chen Ying, the officials have reached a consensus, don't mess with Xing Bo, this is definitely a tumbler, he doesn't have the ability to punch through a steel plate, don't make fun of yourself , smashed his head, but no ambulance.

Throughout September, Meng Qinghe has been busy.

The frontier defense was consolidated, and people were sent to the south by boat to join Zheng He's fleet on his voyage to the East. October was approaching, but they still couldn't relax.

After inspecting Confucianism in Daning and the private schools in the surrounding villages, Meng Qing and the court of Shangshu asked to establish Confucianism and Wei School in Daning.

Discipline and Confucian teachers are ready-made, Jin Yiwei is sifting through the court hall, and every now and then, unlucky ones are sent to remote areas to teach and guard the border.Especially recently, there is an endless stream of teams coming from the south, and there is absolutely no shortage of talents in Daning.As long as the imperial court allowed it, Meng Qinghe had absolute confidence in running Confucianism and Wei School well. According to the memorials, in addition to enrolling the children of border people and border soldiers, the school also reserved places for the affiliated Tatar and Jurchen tribes.The children of tribal leaders and military officers can enroll if they pass the examination.If you fail the exam, you can sit in on it.Even if you don't take the imperial examinations, you can learn Chinese characters, understand Chinese, and return to the tribe, you are still a veritable cultural person.

In the Ming Dynasty, it was extremely important to assess the achievements of officials and run schools to educate the village.

Educating the barbarians is also the merit of the emperor.

Meng Qinghe's move to run a school in the border guards and promote education fits Emperor Yongle's thoughts.The memorial was quickly approved, and the imperial court also sent several senior Confucian teachers to help Meng Qinghe run the school.

It is debatable whether these people voluntarily volunteered to join the educational cause in front of the border, and gained a background, or were they forced to do so by the emperor's order.

However, since people have come, they naturally don't want to leave. For Meng Qinghe, there are always enough talents.

In fact, Meng Qinghe's planned school was somewhat different from what Emperor Yongle thought.But before the matter is completed, there must be no leaks, except for Shen Xuan, even Dao Yan doesn't know his real intention.

After all, not everyone, like him, knows the history hundreds of years later and is trying to change it.

The team of teachers dispatched by the imperial court had not yet set off from the capital. The fleet led by Zheng He had already set sail from Ningbo, guided by the coastal map, and headed for the first destination of the trip, Japan.

Due to the excessive number of people who wanted to take the downwind boat, the number of boats increased to nearly two hundred, and the number of people was close to 3.

The sails were raised, and Zheng He stood at the bow with a resolute expression, very majestic and mighty.

When the fleet sailed out of the harbor and sailed through the waves, the mighty Eunuch Zheng finally changed his expression and rushed towards the side of the ship.

Like him, there is also Wang Jinghong as the deputy envoy.

After vomiting, Zheng He sat on the deck. After rinsing his mouth, he took out the porcelain bottle and poured a pill into his mouth. The bitter taste in his nose finally eased the turmoil in his stomach.

Just for this bottle of medicine, it is worth going to the Tai Hospital!

Wang Jinghong watched eagerly. Out of the friendship of colleagues, Eunuch Zheng gave two pills as a gift, and there will be no more.

After taking the medicine, the symptoms of seasickness were alleviated. Wang Jinghong was just about to thank him, but he was surprised to see Zheng He pinching the corners of his eyes, looking at the sea and crying against the wind.

"Why is this, Eunuch Zheng?"

"Our family remembered Zhao Yuanjuan who donated the medicine, so we shed tears."

"For gratitude?"

"nature."

Wang Jinghong: "..."

Since I am grateful, what is the reason for this scene of crying and gnashing of teeth?