Rise From the Humble

As they drank and drank, everyone became familiar with each other. Once they became familiar with each other, they talked more. Of course, they were Hanlin after all, and their words were all elegant and elegant. They talked about the Four Books and competed with hundreds of schools. They still had some differences with Yan Shifan and others. difference.

The imperial doctors at the imperial hospital across the street were also drunk and seemed to be arguing about which prescription was better for treating typhoid fever. One of the imperial doctors said that civil servants were the first and martial arts were second. The pharmacological properties of medicines had to be discussed clearly, and they continued to argue. .

"There is no first in literature, no second in martial arts. How about arguing?" The people in the Hanlin Academy heard the argument on the other side, smiled and said this cliché again, and proposed a topic for debate.

"Yi Er, each article has its own merits, and it is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior, so words and prose are not the best; warriors compete with swords, guns and sticks, and superiority is easy to distinguish, so there is no second in martial arts." An outspoken classic sitting here put down his wine glass and took the lead. expressed his opinion.

This is also the interpretation of this sentence by many people.

However, after the classic man finished speaking, Yuan Wei on the side burst into laughter after hearing this, "I have other opinions. Literary men are humble and polite, and they dare not say that they are the best, and no one dares to say that they are the best, so Words and words are not the best; as for martial men, they are reckless and eager to win. They don't recognize that others are better than themselves and argue that they are the best. Therefore, there is no second place in martial arts."

"Yes, a few days ago, I saw two warriors in Xiwu Alley drawing their swords at each other because of a disagreement, and they were bleeding profusely." Another person agreed.

"Essays are not always powerful, and styles of writing are very different. Everyone has their own preferences for radish and vegetables, and it is difficult for everyone to agree, so there is no first place in words and essays. A warrior is a reckless man. If two people compete against each other, they will win and lose. It is easy to see one or two." I put forward my own point of view by combining the two people's views.

This kind of debate is not as complicated as modern times. You can almost say whatever you want, as long as you want to say it, you can say whatever you want. Many people made comments, including Zhang Siwei and Zhang Juzheng.

Zhu Ping'an looked at whoever spoke and looked like he was listening carefully, but he was actually practicing lip reading.

"Zi Hou listened carefully, why don't you try to say something?" Li Chunfang looked at Zhu Ping'an, and then everyone also turned their eyes.

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Zhu Ping'an was studying lip reading. Hearing what Li Chunfang said, he was a little startled. He also listened carefully to what everyone said just now. Moreover, this topic is very simple. There is basically no difficulty. It is just similarities and differences in opinions. , actually speaking of Wen Wu No. 1 and Wu Wu No. 2, I remember reading Gu Long’s martial arts novels before and saw another interesting version. I might as well bring it up and share it with everyone.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ping'an smiled and nodded, and then said softly, "Wen Wu is first and Wu Wu is second. Haha, I think the other way around is better. Wen Wu is second and Wu Wu is first."

Wen Wu is second, Wu Wu is first?

This is the first time for everyone here to hear this statement. When they heard Zhu Ping'an put forward this statement, they couldn't help but make a sound of surprise. Why do you say that this is better in turn, Wen Wu Er? Just now, when I said that martial arts had no second place, I meant that martial arts men were reckless, but when I said that civil servants had no second place, could it be that Zhu Ping'an meant that men of letters despised each other?

Literary people look down upon each other? This is a taboo word among literati. Does it mean that the new number one scholar is too young and a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?

So everyone looked at Zhu Pingan, and were very concerned about how Zhu Pingan would explain.

"There is no second place in literature and no first place in martial arts, because there is no first place in literature and no first place in martial arts." Zhu Ping'an said with a smile, "Confucius gathered the great achievements of our Chinese culture and created Confucianism, which has been passed down to this day. He should be the first First, there is no difference. As for martial arts, there is no one recognized as the number one. Therefore, there is no second in literature and no number one in martial arts."

It was almost the first time for everyone to hear this statement, and they found it very novel. Indeed, Kong Sheng deserved to be the first. What everyone just said was almost a commonplace, but Zhu Ping's proposition of being second in literature and first in martial arts was a brand new proposition, and everyone began to debate again around this proposition raised by Zhu Ping.

From civil and martial arts, it was extended to Confucius and Sheng, then to the Four Books and Five Classics, and then to Zhu Xi. The people in the Hanlin Academy are truly amazing people with eloquence.

While the banquet culture was booming in the Hanlin Academy, the Taiyuan Hospital was also competing vigorously. The distance was not very far, and the voices from their side could also be transmitted, but the sounds were very unclear. However, because Zhu Ping'an was facing the They can reconstruct their dialogue from their mouth movements and muffled voices.

In fact, the main argument was between the young imperial doctor and other imperial doctors. It should be that Emperor Jiajing wanted to be immortal and arranged some improved prescriptions for the imperial hospital in an attempt to achieve immortality.

"Taking mercury for a long time, mixed with good things appropriately, can prolong life." An imperial doctor said so.

"It is said in the Nei Jing that refining sulfur can make the skin longer and strengthen the body." Another imperial doctor quoted the scriptures and argued.

"Many classics have said that Ganoderma lucidum is a fairy grass, and eating it for a long time can prolong life. We should send orders to various places to collect Ganoderma lucidum, snow lotus and other materials to prepare for the Holy Spirit to make elixirs." Another imperial doctor put forward an idea, and got Many imperial doctors agreed.

"Absurd! Nonsense. Mercury comes from sand and becomes mercury. It is a highly poisonous product and should not be taken orally, especially pregnant women. Sulfur comes from minerals and is acidic, warm and toxic. It returns to the kidneys and large intestine. Taking it internally may cause diarrhea and diarrhea. Taboo; Ganoderma lucidum is rare, has the effect of increasing wisdom, good color, beautifying, detoxifying and internally regulating, how can it be said to prolong life and prolong life! The whole country is collecting it, which is a waste of people's energy, why bother." The young imperial doctor retorted loudly.

"Li, what do you know? This is what is recorded in the classics and what our ancestors said." Many imperial doctors cited scriptures to attack the young imperial doctor.

"Classics, classics, classics have many flaws and even fallacies. In addition, since the Song Dynasty, the number of medicines has gradually increased. For the sake of the emperor and the common people, we should revise the Materia Medica, delete errors and correct mistakes, and do field research." The young imperial doctor was a little excited.

"Okay, Mr. Li, here we come again. You are an imperial physician, not an imperial scholar. What do you know about book repair? Only by studying your prescription well can you be genuine."

"Listening" to the argument at the Imperial Hospital, Zhu Ping'an suddenly thought thoughtfully, Materia Medica, Xiu Shu, surnamed Li, uh, could that young Imperial physician be Li Shizhen? This is a famous miracle doctor, so he must find a chance to get close to him. Befriending Li Shizhen is like having an extra life-saving talisman.

As time went by, the jars of wine on the table were all empty. Although Zhu Pingan deliberately paid attention to drinking less, he did drink a lot less than others, but after all, Zhu Pingan had a small alcohol capacity, so he still drank too much. .

Poems were often composed at banquets in ancient times, not to mention that this was a banquet held by the Hanlin Academy. For some reason or who suggested it, many Hanlin officials wrote poems one after another to commemorate this banquet.

Yuan Wei took the lead. While everyone was still thinking about it, he finished it in one stroke. Moreover, the writing style and connotation of the poem were excellent, very beautiful, and everyone applauded.

The poems written by Zhang Juzheng and others are also very good.

But the most eye-catching feature of the feast was the poem written by Zhu Ping'an who was drunk: Roast duck with fish head with chopped pepper, sweet and sour pork ribs with prawns, boiled meat slices with chicken feet, meat skewers with chicken racks, and fried fat sausage with bean sprouts.

The poem is composed of the names of the dishes, and the names of the dishes are all on this table. It is really a poem to commemorate this banquet.

"Hehehe, Zihou, you are so apt." Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Zhu Ping'an's poem "Tian Jing Sha" spread quickly, and it didn't take long for the poem to reach the desk of Emperor Jiajing. Emperor Jiajing had factory guards to monitor the world. He knew exactly what the ministers had for dinner. The Imperial Academy Naturally, this gathering and cleansing party was monitored by the factory guards.

"Haha, it's interesting. It's the first time I've read such an appetizing word. Huang Ban, please prepare such a table for me tomorrow." After reading it, Emperor Jiajing smiled and ordered Huang Jin.

"Why don't you wait tomorrow? I'll let the imperial kitchen prepare the food right now."

Huang Jin's affection for Zhu Ping'an increased even more at this time. Emperor Jiajing had lost his appetite after taking elixirs in the past few days, which made Huang Jin very nervous. Seeing Emperor Jiajing's appetite at this moment, Huang Jin's heart hanging in his throat could finally be relieved. Let it go.