Chapter 54: Begging Table

"master."

Mrs. Mei said anxiously, and then said to Mei Juncang, "Why don't you kneel down and admit your mistake!"

She was just a merchant's daughter, and in her anxiety, she could only think of a stupid idea, "Master doesn't want to have a grudge with the Zhou family, why don't we send Jun'er to hide for a few days."

Mei Qingchen looked at his wife, "This is not a matter of hiding for a few days. If we don't teach him, the child will be ruined. You and I can take care of him for a while, but can we take care of him for the rest of his life?"

His words were so heartfelt that Mrs. Mei, who had always been in harmony with Mei Qingchen, sighed helplessly.

He got up and went to the study, and under the statue of the Confucian saint, he took out the goose egg-thick, black-as-ink teaching stick.

When Mei Juncang saw the teaching stick, he also panicked. His family had always had the teaching stick, and he had only been hit once.

That time I was six years old. I went out to catch crickets for fun, skipped classes, and lied when I came back.

But it just happened once, but it affected him for more than ten years and he still remembers it vividly.

"Father, what have I done wrong? It was clearly that Zhou Zhong the barbarian who started the trouble!"

Mei Juncang tried to escape in a hurry, but under Mei Qingchen's gaze, his body was completely out of control.

Mei Qingchen took over the teaching baton from his wife and said, "There are two mistakes."

"First, you neglected your duties, which is a mistake, but as the saints say, everyone is a culprit. I have also heard about the state of the God-Slaying Division, but you just can't keep your original intention."

"But you shouldn't make a mistake on top of a mistake, using a big mistake to cover up a small mistake, and using your own mistakes as a reason to make enemies with others. This is worse than you skipping class to catch crickets and then coming back to lie."

After saying that, he raised the teaching stick and hit Mei Juncang's right leg bone with it.

"Second, you have no wisdom in your head, you are in a low position and have little power, yet you dare to play the game of power and intrigue. This is the way to death!"

After saying that, he hit Mei Juncang with another stick, breaking his left leg bone.

After that, Mei Qingchen looked away, and Mei Juncang was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat and fell to the ground with his palms, gasping for breath.

"Give him a body-protecting pill and take him to the God-Slaying Division tomorrow."

"Master, send him to the God Execution Department. He will be punished there."

Mrs. Mei was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Mei Qingchen said, "I took a body protection pill, and I can't kill him with thirty sticks."

After saying this, he walked into the study, put the teaching stick back under the statue of the saint, and bowed respectfully.

Mei Qingchen took out a blank memorial and ground the ink carefully.

Then he began to write:
"Plea Letter".

"Your Highness, Mei Qingchen, was born in a humble family, with no clothes to cover my body and a humble room to see the light. Fortunately, I was taught by a famous teacher and entrusted with an important task by the emperor. I rose early and went to bed late, and dared not neglect it...

I still remember when I was young, I carried a box and dragged my shoes, walking in the deep mountains and valleys in the cold wind... I dare not betray the teachings of the saints.

However, I had a son when I was old, and I couldn't bear to see my young son suffer the pain he had suffered, so I accepted the honor and favor from the emperor and begged for a job as a minor official...

Today, my young son is naughty and neglected to be on duty, which almost caused a big mistake. I was really scared and couldn't sleep all night.

I reflected on myself at night and realized that the mistake was caused by me.

The sages teach and educate, and the ruler is the ruler, the minister is the minister, the father is the father, and the son is the son. The minister has failed to fulfill his fatherly duties and often has not seen his son for three days. He has almost passed by the yard without asking about him. He has not been able to instruct his son in person or teach him. As a result, his young son has become unruly and unable to distinguish right from wrong. This is the root of the disaster. Now I have committed a serious mistake and I cannot escape the blame.

I reflect on myself again. If, as an official, I fail to distinguish right from wrong and manage my family and educate my children because of temporary honor and favor, who can teach me?

After thinking about it for a long time, I think that only the Holy Saint can teach me. "

At this point, Mei Qingchen paused, then continued writing with a determined look. "A ruler or father is like the sun and the moon in the sky, educating and enlightening the people.

If the people don’t see the sun and the moon for a day, how anxious will they be?

And then he will develop a treacherous, evil, and cruel heart.

What’s more, there are no sun or moon in March.

I have not seen the emperor's face for a long time. If a young son does not see his father, he will become arrogant and commit a serious mistake.

I have examined myself three times. If I am like this, how much more can I do about the officials?
If this continues, the ministers will no longer be loyal, the fathers will no longer be fathers, and the sons will no longer be sons. This will cause chaos in the country and endanger the country's destiny!

Fortunately, Zhou Tieyi, the general flag of the Zhushen Division, gave him some advice, and the root of the evil was finally discovered.

I beg the emperor and his father to come to the throne and punish my mistakes, so that the officials of the world will not dare to be arrogant and evil, so as to ensure the safety of the country.

If this example can serve as a warning to future generations, I will be willing to die for it.

I am truly terrified, and I beg your pardon once again, waiting for your holy judgment."

Putting down the pen and waiting for the ink to dry naturally, Mei Qingchen sat in his seat for a long time without saying a word.

After a while, Madam Mei came in and said, "Master, Minister Sima is here."

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Just after the hour of Mao, the sun emerged from the sea of ​​clouds like a golden scale, shining brightly on the dragons and phoenixes in the Golden Palace.

All officials were in order and waiting quietly in the main hall. Today was the court meeting that was held once every three days.

After a while, the eunuch in charge of the seal came forward to make the announcement.

"The Holy Spirit is in trouble, so I will not attend the court today. If you have any memorials, please review them before submitting them to the Three Departments."

This was already a routine, and the officials were not surprised. Under the leadership of the Grand Minister, they wished the Holy Body a speedy recovery.

Then all the officials gathered in the rest area of ​​the right hall. Those who had memorials lined up and handed them to the clerk beside the Minister of Civil Affairs. Those who did not have memorials also gathered together to chat.

The most worth talking about, of course, is what happened last night when the second son of the Zhou family killed people in public in Wanbao Tower. He also broke the legs of the son of a second-class general, the son of a fourth-rank censor, and the son of an imperial merchant. He threatened to ask the other two families to be careful and test the sharpness of his knife.

Such arrogant behavior is somewhat in line with his country's title as the first martial artist to open the sea, making people believe that the Ninth Day Opening of the Sea is a real event.

This matter was no small matter. Those who were related frowned, while those who were not related smiled and watched the actions of the five families.

"Brother Mei."

Sima Liang, the Minister of Public Affairs, came over and bowed to Mei Qingchen first. He practiced the methods of a famous master and achieved success at a young age. He was the exact opposite of Mei Qingchen. "I wanted to visit you yesterday, but I heard that Brother Mei was not feeling well. I wonder if you are feeling better today?"

Sima Liang wanted to get closer to Mei Qingchen first, and then discuss how to deal with the Zhou family's affairs, but Mei Qingchen glanced at him and said, "I don't want to get involved in your affairs."

The smile on Sima Liang's face froze, and he didn't even say a word.

After all the officials submitted their memorials, several clerks carried them to the study in Cheng'en Hall. Although the emperor had not been involved in state affairs for a long time, he was lenient to all officials. The three officials could read the memorials in Cheng'en Hall first, make comments, and then submit them for the emperor's judgment, which was almost equivalent to giving them half the authority to establish a government.

Among the three officials today, the legalist Si Lu Qingkonggui is the youngest, and the military strategist You Jiangjun Yuchi Pojun is the oldest. They both perform some of the duties of the Si Bing in the court. As for the Zuo Jiangjun, he leads the troops outside, supervising the five northern provinces to guard against Yuan Meng.

The Confucian minister Dong Xingshu in the center is 73 years old and is reviewing memorials with great energy.

Most of these memorials were meaningless, so the three of them each took one and began to review them. As for the few specific matters, if they were about laws, they discussed them with Si Lu Qing Kong Gui, and if they were about military affairs, they discussed them with You General Yuchi Po Jun. They wrote down their suggestions one by one and waited for the emperor to approve them.

Suddenly, Yuchi Pojun turned to a memorial and stopped.

(End of this chapter)