How can one write such stunning words and such wonderful poems?
Good job!
What kind of monster is this?
Even though Lord Zheng was knowledgeable and experienced, he was still shocked at this moment.
After being shocked, Zheng Xiasheng also understood what his disciple Li Duan meant.
Among the three of them, master and apprentice, Zheng Ge Lao was at the center of the court, Li Duan was in charge of one side, and Zhou Yong was famous in the scholar community.
It's time to train a successor.
But whether it is Lord Zheng or Li Duan, it is not appropriate for them to directly accept disciples while they are in officialdom.
On the contrary, Zhou Yong is the most suitable.
Zheng Ge Lao looked at the two poems and liked them more and more. He stroked his beard and smiled amiably: "Such a rare talent has fallen into the hands of Zhou Yong. My dear disciple, wait and see what good fortune the master will give you."
The next day.
After the Ministry of Personnel reviewed Zhao Zhi's case, as expected, the memorial was submitted to the cabinet together with the two poems "Pity the Peasants".
Wenyuan Pavilion is located inside the Wumen Gate, east of the Fengtian Gate, and south of the Wenhua Hall.
Lord Zheng sat at his desk and tremblingly opened a memorial.
After reading it.
He stood up tremblingly, as if he had read the "Two Poems of Pity the Peasants" for the first time. "What a good poem! What a good poem! An eight-year-old child could write such an inspiring poem! It shows that Daliang is full of talented people. God bless your majesty, God bless Daliang!"
"When I go to court today, I will present this poem to Your Majesty."
What?
Hearing this.
The rest of the cabinet ministers, palace ministers, and secretaries all came over to watch curiously.
After reading "Two Poems of Pity the Peasants", all the cabinet ministers applauded.
Especially since this poem was written by an eight-year-old prodigy!
It's really amazing.
One of the secretaries of the imperial court read the poem and hesitated, saying, "There is no idle land in the world, but farmers still starve to death. Although this poem is thought-provoking, is it inappropriate to present it to Your Majesty for review?"
Hearing this.
Including Lord Zheng, all the other cabinet ministers laughed.
How could that be wrong?
That’s perfect!
Because when Your Majesty sees this poem, he will not think that the eight-year-old child is questioning him. On the contrary, Your Majesty can use this poem to question and discipline his ministers!
then.
This morning court.
In front of all the civil and military officials, Lord Zheng presented to Your Majesty two poems, saying that they were written by an eighteen-year-old boy from Nanyang, Henan.
In the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
Under the astonished gaze of all the ministers and officials.
The usually serious emperor laughed out loud after reading the poem: "What a great literary talent! This poem was written by an 18-year-old child? Great, great! I never thought that Daliang would have such a child prodigy."
then.
The emperor ordered the chief official of the palace to recite "Two Poems of Pity the Peasants" in court.
All the officials were amazed and shocked.
Such an enlightening poem was actually written by an eight-year-old child?
The eight-year-old prodigy Cui Xian naturally became the "protagonist" of today's court meeting.
An official stood up and shouted, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
The emperor, who was sitting on the high throne, said softly, "Why don't you tell me what I am happy about?"
The official said happily: "Such a young eight-year-old prodigy can actually write such a thought-provoking poem! It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the God of Literature descending to earth! The God of Literature descending to earth to assist and help your majesty shows that your majesty is the true dragon emperor who has the power bestowed by heaven and will live forever! God bless your majesty, God bless Daliang!"
"Your Majesty, this is an auspicious sign!"
If Cui Xian were an adult today, the official would not dare to boast like this.
But the interesting thing is that Cui Xian is only eight years old.
No one would fail to cooperate in this matter and bring bad luck to Your Majesty.
Therefore, all the civil and military officials knelt down and shouted:
"God bless your majesty, God bless Daliang!"
The emperor was delighted and said jokingly, "You guys only know how to say nice things. There is no idle land in the world, but farmers still starve to death. You should keep this in mind."
"Your Majesty, I will follow your instructions."
All officials responded in unison.
For a time, the emperor and his ministers were in harmony, and the atmosphere in the court was particularly relaxed.
No one mentioned Zhao Zhi at all.
But everyone understood that Zhao Zhi was finished.
From the moment the Emperor praised the 'child prodigy' and tacitly agreed to characterize this event as an 'auspicious sign', Zhao Zhi was completely finished.
After the court session.
The Minister of Personnel found Elder Zheng and said with a smile, "Master, I will send someone to Nanyang to investigate the case today."
"In addition, according to my humble opinion, we will consult with the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works to exempt the people of Nanyang County from corvée for three years, reduce the grain tax of Nanyang County by 60% for five years, and exempt the Cui family from grain tax, taxes and corvée for twenty years."
"We can also discuss with the Ministry of Rites to use "Two Poems of Pity for the Peasants" as a model poem and promote it in schools across the country. What do you think?"
Elder Zheng stroked his beard and smiled, "Good."
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