Unfortunately, he was told by Hu Ying. Zhang Ning tried his best to change his impression in the emperor's mind, but he was completely excluded from the power decision-making center and continued to do nothing in his idle position as a member of the Ministry of Rites.
The new emperor Zhu Zhanji was not as decisive as Emperor Yongle, but he was definitely not a weak and kind king but good at making power and strategy. Every time he ascended the throne for several months, he would first stand on the moral commanding heights, and was not a good master to serve.
Li Shimian, the censor who was imprisoned in the previous dynasty, not only almost lost his head, but also a scholar who cultivated his own character and praised himself as a gentleman was almost ruined.
But the King of Han in Le'an seemed to have not realized the difficulty of his nephew, and his behavior became increasingly rampant. At the end of the year, the people who often saw ghosts in the capital were mostly the detailed works of the King of Han. These things had long been reported to the court by the factory guards and even the censors.
The court had no response to what the King of Han did. It seemed that Zhu Zhanji wanted to sing the established play of playing hard to get to the end and fully occupy a favorable position in public opinion.
However, Zhu Zhanji has done nothing for several months, and even Zhang Ning has seen the progress of his intention to cultivate a power team.
A group of young officials were promoted, but unfortunately Zhang Ning was not included.
Even Zhang Ning's fellow townsman Yang Sihai was discovered by the emperor in many memorials, and he often let this small official participate in the discussions. Yang Sihai was the fellow townsman who Zhang Ning thought he had lost the opportunity to make contributions when he thought he had not held his thighs. Unexpectedly, he came from behind. In addition, Yang Sihai was also a Jinshi, and his future looked brighter.
It was snowy and rainy at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, and the weather became more and more gloomy and colder, and Zhang Ning's mood gradually became lower.
If he hadn't met Yao Ji, he felt that he would not have the loss of being talented and not being able to meet Jia Yi. It doesn't matter whether he has a future or not. After all, he is still young and does not need to be too eager for quick success and instant profit. Even if he is a civil servant in modern times, there are very few people who are young and promising to rise to the top. Most of them still have to be qualified and experienced, and it is not necessarily possible to be able to be able to be as high as possible. With Zhang Ning's age, he is no longer a bad idea to be a fifth-rank official.
Even if you lose your advantage, everything is still in a normal field.But now he couldn't calm down. He felt that he was wasting time and doing nothing.
After the night after the meeting, I wandered under the eaves of the small ordinary courtyard. Looking at the hazy snow rain, a feeling of depression lingered in Zhang Ning's heart...
There is a sense of powerlessness, a sense of insignificance that is powerless to shake in the face of powerful and stable power.
Could it be that the ambition that slowly fermented in my heart is because I know that I am a member of the royal family, so I am unwilling to live an ordinary life?
At this time, he understood why King Han clearly had little hope and wanted to design a position. The temptation of hope would deceive people's judgment on the situation.
Maybe Yao Ji is right: There is no hope for a long time, you can live your own life well.
Zhang Ning looked up at the snow and rain flying outside the eaves, and chanted depressedly and melancholy: I am in the sun of Wushan, blocked by the high hills.The morning clouds are morning, and the evening rain is morning rain.Day and night, under the balcony...
Who are you thinking about, brother?
Suddenly, the innocent face of Zhang Xiaomei appeared. She walked over with a smile and asked quietly, "It's not Sister Fang, right?" Don't worry, I won't tell Miss Luo."
Zhang Ning said in a little surprised: Do you understand, do you understand?
He knew that although Zhang Xiaomei knew a few words and could read accounts or embroidered sentences on the Yunjinpu, she read very little in poetry and books, and basically didn't understand any allusions and scriptures.
The little sister shook her head: I don’t understand what it means, but I can feel the feelings in my brother’s heart.
Zhang Ning's emotions seemed to have changed a lot in an instant. Although the younger sister is simple, it is beautiful. Beautiful things can always make people happy. She can infect people with close proximity to Zhuzhe.
Cherish the people in front of you, and there is still a little girl who has not been divided.
Your feeling is indeed very effective.Zhang Ning gave back with a gentle smile.
Seeing this, the younger sister stuck to him and begged: I don’t understand, tell me, I want to hear it.
Zhang Ning had nothing to do, so he sat down on the threshold at the door of the upper room and said: Can't I tell you?According to legend, during the Warring States Period one or two thousand years ago, it was the era when the complete jade sung in the play was returned to Zhao...
The little sister blinked Shui Ling's big eyes and listened seriously.
Zhang Ning continued: There is a goddess living in Wushan County, Chongqing Prefecture. Her name is... Yao Ji, who is the daughter of Emperor Tian.Yao Ji secretly admired King Xiang of Chu and met in private in the mortal world. When King Xiang saw it, he was shocked by the heavens and wanted to deal with each other. Unfortunately, the immortals and mortals were blocked and failed to get what they wanted.After returning to the palace, King Xiang still missed the goddess. In order to help King Xiang, the goddess of Wushan was infatuated with King Xiang, and after getting married with King Xiang in her dream, she gave him a jade pendant and parted.After King Xiang walked all over Wushan, he visited the beautiful woman again, and the goddess reappeared in Dharma and explained the previous relationship. He encouraged King Chu to calm down his emotions and concentrate on the country, so he bid farewell to the heavenly court.
...When Yao Ji was leaving, she said the words just now, which roughly means: She is a fairy, turning into clouds in the morning, and flowers turning into light rain next to her... Zhang Ning looked up at the snow rain in the sky and sighed, "Day and evening, clouds and light rain are all under the balcony of her sweetheart, and they have not left him... Just look at the clouds and the drizzle in the sky, and it seems that you can see her, her beautiful smile...
Zhang Ning's voice choked as he spoke.
Brother... The little sister suddenly held his big hand and wiped tears with her sleeves.
Zhang Ning took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, and hurriedly comforted his younger sister who was crying in a sensation: Why are you crying?It's just a story, it was compiled by ancient literati, not true.Your tears are really worthless and they are in vain.
It's not true... Zhang Ning comforted her with a lack of words.
The little sister suddenly threw herself into Zhang Ning's arms and cried: I miss you this way, brother, I miss you every day, and I still dream at night.
Seeing that she was so sad, Zhang Ning couldn't bear to hit her with quarrel, so he said gently: Brother, don't be sad.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xu Wenjun walked into the inner courtyard. The family had just had dinner and it was not dark yet. She saw Zhang Ning and his sister hugging each other at first sight, and was stunned.
Zhang Ning hurriedly said: I made her cry, but I couldn't coax her for a long time.
After hearing this, the little sister raised her head and indeed wiped her tears with the back of her hand.Wenjun's face turned red and she buried her head and went into her room.
Zhang Ning pulled his younger sister up and said: Go to the study and cry, look at it being seen.
The little girl just cried as soon as she got emotional, and she was fine after crying. When she came to the study, she couldn't cry even if she wanted to cry, but she just stood next to the chair silently as if she was angry.
Zhang Ning didn't know what to say, but saw that the books and a bunch of paper and pens and ink were not cleaned up yet, so he picked up the pen and wrote it on the paper.
Ignore Zhang Xiaomei, she will be fine for a while. At this time, she came to see it curiously and read it in nice Nanjing Mandarin: Listen to the spring rain in the small building overnight, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty.
Zhang Ning looked up and smiled: Not bad, I recognize all the words.
The little sister smiled and said: Brother, are you praising me?Then you will get rewards for me, you can’t just talk!
Looking at her pure smile, her cute and light red lips spread out to both sides, and her eyes were as if there were stars. In this case, Zhang Ning would not be stingy no matter what. He immediately put down his pen and looked at her and smiled: Then, what do you think, my brother will give it to you, and I want the Stars in the sky to find a way.
I don't want the stars in the sky.
The little sister's white cheeks rose slightly, and she bent down to Zhang Ning's ear and whispered, "I want a pair of brass."It was also the same time two years ago. It was the Chinese New Year. My brother gave me a good-looking bra. I often wear it and it was broken. That kind of material is not easy to repair... Please choose a new one for me.
Zhang Ning calmed down and asked casually: What are you doing when you are fine?
The little girl blushed and said softly: Because it is so comfortable to wear, I wear it to sleep at night. I remembered the gift from my brother... it will become hard and swelling. It feels strange, but I can't help it...
After hearing this, Zhang Ning's face became hot, he swallowed a mouthful, and felt a little worried, and hurriedly said: What do you think about your daughter's house, who is not married yet?If you want other gifts, what do you lack?
If you say this hypocritically, they will be angry!Zhang Xiaomei raised her mouth and said angrily.
Zhang Ning: ...
She asked again: You just told me a story, what does "want to work together" mean?
Zhang Ning said: I just want to be together.
You lied to others and thought they were stupid!The goddess has met King Xiang in the mortal world in private. Isn’t she already together? Why do she still want to be together?
The little sister said angrily, you told that story on purpose, implying that someone is "wanting to deal with you."
Zhang Ning hurriedly said: Brother, you have no intention... Then you already understand, and you still ask me what I am doing?
The little sister shook her head and said: I don’t understand very much, but I know it must be a shameful thing and I usually can’t do it. Otherwise, why are the people in the story going back and forth?
After saying that, she took advantage of Zhang Ning's unpreparedness and put her red lips up and said softly that she wanted to work together. She quickly kissed Zhang Ning's mouth.
Zhang Ning stared in shock, only to feel the soft and warm red lips made him itchy, and he felt the pleasant temperature between her breathing and the fragrance was scented.
His head buzzed, and somehow he had already put his hands around the little sister's skinned shoulders and hugged her soft body in his arms.
After a while, he hurriedly opened his little sister's mouth and quickly looked back at the unclosed study door.
The breeze blew the wooden door gently, and the sound of rustling rain was shrouded in the surroundings.
When they turned around and came back, they were greeting their little sister. The two of them looked at each other silently and didn't know what to say.After a while, Zhang Xiaomei whispered: The bra is broken, I am still wearing it.
Zhang Ning said in a strange way: What's the point of breaking it?The little sister gasped and said softly: I don’t believe me, brother, take a look.
The new emperor Zhu Zhanji was not as decisive as Emperor Yongle, but he was definitely not a weak and kind king but good at making power and strategy. Every time he ascended the throne for several months, he would first stand on the moral commanding heights, and was not a good master to serve.
Li Shimian, the censor who was imprisoned in the previous dynasty, not only almost lost his head, but also a scholar who cultivated his own character and praised himself as a gentleman was almost ruined.
But the King of Han in Le'an seemed to have not realized the difficulty of his nephew, and his behavior became increasingly rampant. At the end of the year, the people who often saw ghosts in the capital were mostly the detailed works of the King of Han. These things had long been reported to the court by the factory guards and even the censors.
The court had no response to what the King of Han did. It seemed that Zhu Zhanji wanted to sing the established play of playing hard to get to the end and fully occupy a favorable position in public opinion.
However, Zhu Zhanji has done nothing for several months, and even Zhang Ning has seen the progress of his intention to cultivate a power team.
A group of young officials were promoted, but unfortunately Zhang Ning was not included.
Even Zhang Ning's fellow townsman Yang Sihai was discovered by the emperor in many memorials, and he often let this small official participate in the discussions. Yang Sihai was the fellow townsman who Zhang Ning thought he had lost the opportunity to make contributions when he thought he had not held his thighs. Unexpectedly, he came from behind. In addition, Yang Sihai was also a Jinshi, and his future looked brighter.
It was snowy and rainy at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, and the weather became more and more gloomy and colder, and Zhang Ning's mood gradually became lower.
If he hadn't met Yao Ji, he felt that he would not have the loss of being talented and not being able to meet Jia Yi. It doesn't matter whether he has a future or not. After all, he is still young and does not need to be too eager for quick success and instant profit. Even if he is a civil servant in modern times, there are very few people who are young and promising to rise to the top. Most of them still have to be qualified and experienced, and it is not necessarily possible to be able to be able to be as high as possible. With Zhang Ning's age, he is no longer a bad idea to be a fifth-rank official.
Even if you lose your advantage, everything is still in a normal field.But now he couldn't calm down. He felt that he was wasting time and doing nothing.
After the night after the meeting, I wandered under the eaves of the small ordinary courtyard. Looking at the hazy snow rain, a feeling of depression lingered in Zhang Ning's heart...
There is a sense of powerlessness, a sense of insignificance that is powerless to shake in the face of powerful and stable power.
Could it be that the ambition that slowly fermented in my heart is because I know that I am a member of the royal family, so I am unwilling to live an ordinary life?
At this time, he understood why King Han clearly had little hope and wanted to design a position. The temptation of hope would deceive people's judgment on the situation.
Maybe Yao Ji is right: There is no hope for a long time, you can live your own life well.
Zhang Ning looked up at the snow and rain flying outside the eaves, and chanted depressedly and melancholy: I am in the sun of Wushan, blocked by the high hills.The morning clouds are morning, and the evening rain is morning rain.Day and night, under the balcony...
Who are you thinking about, brother?
Suddenly, the innocent face of Zhang Xiaomei appeared. She walked over with a smile and asked quietly, "It's not Sister Fang, right?" Don't worry, I won't tell Miss Luo."
Zhang Ning said in a little surprised: Do you understand, do you understand?
He knew that although Zhang Xiaomei knew a few words and could read accounts or embroidered sentences on the Yunjinpu, she read very little in poetry and books, and basically didn't understand any allusions and scriptures.
The little sister shook her head: I don’t understand what it means, but I can feel the feelings in my brother’s heart.
Zhang Ning's emotions seemed to have changed a lot in an instant. Although the younger sister is simple, it is beautiful. Beautiful things can always make people happy. She can infect people with close proximity to Zhuzhe.
Cherish the people in front of you, and there is still a little girl who has not been divided.
Your feeling is indeed very effective.Zhang Ning gave back with a gentle smile.
Seeing this, the younger sister stuck to him and begged: I don’t understand, tell me, I want to hear it.
Zhang Ning had nothing to do, so he sat down on the threshold at the door of the upper room and said: Can't I tell you?According to legend, during the Warring States Period one or two thousand years ago, it was the era when the complete jade sung in the play was returned to Zhao...
The little sister blinked Shui Ling's big eyes and listened seriously.
Zhang Ning continued: There is a goddess living in Wushan County, Chongqing Prefecture. Her name is... Yao Ji, who is the daughter of Emperor Tian.Yao Ji secretly admired King Xiang of Chu and met in private in the mortal world. When King Xiang saw it, he was shocked by the heavens and wanted to deal with each other. Unfortunately, the immortals and mortals were blocked and failed to get what they wanted.After returning to the palace, King Xiang still missed the goddess. In order to help King Xiang, the goddess of Wushan was infatuated with King Xiang, and after getting married with King Xiang in her dream, she gave him a jade pendant and parted.After King Xiang walked all over Wushan, he visited the beautiful woman again, and the goddess reappeared in Dharma and explained the previous relationship. He encouraged King Chu to calm down his emotions and concentrate on the country, so he bid farewell to the heavenly court.
...When Yao Ji was leaving, she said the words just now, which roughly means: She is a fairy, turning into clouds in the morning, and flowers turning into light rain next to her... Zhang Ning looked up at the snow rain in the sky and sighed, "Day and evening, clouds and light rain are all under the balcony of her sweetheart, and they have not left him... Just look at the clouds and the drizzle in the sky, and it seems that you can see her, her beautiful smile...
Zhang Ning's voice choked as he spoke.
Brother... The little sister suddenly held his big hand and wiped tears with her sleeves.
Zhang Ning took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, and hurriedly comforted his younger sister who was crying in a sensation: Why are you crying?It's just a story, it was compiled by ancient literati, not true.Your tears are really worthless and they are in vain.
It's not true... Zhang Ning comforted her with a lack of words.
The little sister suddenly threw herself into Zhang Ning's arms and cried: I miss you this way, brother, I miss you every day, and I still dream at night.
Seeing that she was so sad, Zhang Ning couldn't bear to hit her with quarrel, so he said gently: Brother, don't be sad.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xu Wenjun walked into the inner courtyard. The family had just had dinner and it was not dark yet. She saw Zhang Ning and his sister hugging each other at first sight, and was stunned.
Zhang Ning hurriedly said: I made her cry, but I couldn't coax her for a long time.
After hearing this, the little sister raised her head and indeed wiped her tears with the back of her hand.Wenjun's face turned red and she buried her head and went into her room.
Zhang Ning pulled his younger sister up and said: Go to the study and cry, look at it being seen.
The little girl just cried as soon as she got emotional, and she was fine after crying. When she came to the study, she couldn't cry even if she wanted to cry, but she just stood next to the chair silently as if she was angry.
Zhang Ning didn't know what to say, but saw that the books and a bunch of paper and pens and ink were not cleaned up yet, so he picked up the pen and wrote it on the paper.
Ignore Zhang Xiaomei, she will be fine for a while. At this time, she came to see it curiously and read it in nice Nanjing Mandarin: Listen to the spring rain in the small building overnight, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alleys in the Ming Dynasty.
Zhang Ning looked up and smiled: Not bad, I recognize all the words.
The little sister smiled and said: Brother, are you praising me?Then you will get rewards for me, you can’t just talk!
Looking at her pure smile, her cute and light red lips spread out to both sides, and her eyes were as if there were stars. In this case, Zhang Ning would not be stingy no matter what. He immediately put down his pen and looked at her and smiled: Then, what do you think, my brother will give it to you, and I want the Stars in the sky to find a way.
I don't want the stars in the sky.
The little sister's white cheeks rose slightly, and she bent down to Zhang Ning's ear and whispered, "I want a pair of brass."It was also the same time two years ago. It was the Chinese New Year. My brother gave me a good-looking bra. I often wear it and it was broken. That kind of material is not easy to repair... Please choose a new one for me.
Zhang Ning calmed down and asked casually: What are you doing when you are fine?
The little girl blushed and said softly: Because it is so comfortable to wear, I wear it to sleep at night. I remembered the gift from my brother... it will become hard and swelling. It feels strange, but I can't help it...
After hearing this, Zhang Ning's face became hot, he swallowed a mouthful, and felt a little worried, and hurriedly said: What do you think about your daughter's house, who is not married yet?If you want other gifts, what do you lack?
If you say this hypocritically, they will be angry!Zhang Xiaomei raised her mouth and said angrily.
Zhang Ning: ...
She asked again: You just told me a story, what does "want to work together" mean?
Zhang Ning said: I just want to be together.
You lied to others and thought they were stupid!The goddess has met King Xiang in the mortal world in private. Isn’t she already together? Why do she still want to be together?
The little sister said angrily, you told that story on purpose, implying that someone is "wanting to deal with you."
Zhang Ning hurriedly said: Brother, you have no intention... Then you already understand, and you still ask me what I am doing?
The little sister shook her head and said: I don’t understand very much, but I know it must be a shameful thing and I usually can’t do it. Otherwise, why are the people in the story going back and forth?
After saying that, she took advantage of Zhang Ning's unpreparedness and put her red lips up and said softly that she wanted to work together. She quickly kissed Zhang Ning's mouth.
Zhang Ning stared in shock, only to feel the soft and warm red lips made him itchy, and he felt the pleasant temperature between her breathing and the fragrance was scented.
His head buzzed, and somehow he had already put his hands around the little sister's skinned shoulders and hugged her soft body in his arms.
After a while, he hurriedly opened his little sister's mouth and quickly looked back at the unclosed study door.
The breeze blew the wooden door gently, and the sound of rustling rain was shrouded in the surroundings.
When they turned around and came back, they were greeting their little sister. The two of them looked at each other silently and didn't know what to say.After a while, Zhang Xiaomei whispered: The bra is broken, I am still wearing it.
Zhang Ning said in a strange way: What's the point of breaking it?The little sister gasped and said softly: I don’t believe me, brother, take a look.
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