RPAGF Chapter 852 Research
Chapter 852 Research
Lu Chenzhou bandaged Su Mingyue's wound. The two were so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats. "Why help me?" Su Mingyue asked softly. Lu Chenzhou paused, his eyes gentle: "Because I believe in you. Since we first met when you saved the injured bird, I knew that you were not as bad as they said." After this incident, Su Mingyue and Lu Chenzhou's feelings became deeper. And she did not give up. With the help of Lu Chenzhou, she rebuilt the workshop and made her business bigger and bigger. The silk she designed was not only popular in the capital, but also sold overseas. Su Mingwei was jealous of Su Mingyue's business. She colluded with King Rui, set a trap, and framed Su Mingyue for smuggling contraband. For a time, Su Mingyue was wanted by the government, and the Zhenguogong Mansion was also implicated. At the critical moment, the prince helped. It turned out that Lu Chenzhou had already told the prince about Su Mingyue's talent and experience, and the prince appreciated her ability very much. Under the thorough investigation of the prince, the truth came to light, and the conspiracy between Su Mingwei and King Rui was made public. King Rui was deprived of his title, and Su Mingwei was also driven out of the Marquis' Mansion. And Su Mingyue, not only washed away her grievances, but also became the most famous female businessman in the capital. Her workshop solved the livelihood problems of many poor women and was deeply loved by the people. The Duke of Zhenguo looked at his daughter's current achievements and regretted it. He personally went to the door to apologize to Su Mingyue, hoping that she could return to the Marquis' Mansion. Su Mingyue looked at the white hair on her father's temples, and her heart was full of mixed feelings. She forgave her father, but did not choose to return to the Marquis' Mansion. Instead, she bought a house in the capital and brought the old nanny and Cui'er to live together. As for Lu Chenzhou, after the prince ascended the throne, he became an important official in the court. He asked Su Mingyue to marry him, and with three books and six ceremonies, and ten miles of red makeup, he married her into the house in a grand manner. After marriage, the couple sang and sang together, not only assisting the emperor in the court, but also doing good deeds and accumulating virtue among the people, becoming a pair of lovers that everyone envied. Many years later, Su Mingyue wrote a book "Zhanyinglu" to record her legendary experience in this era. The book says: "Fate gave me frost, and I responded with scorching sun. Even if I am in the mud, I will bloom into gorgeous flowers." And her story is also circulated in the streets and alleys of the capital, inspiring countless women to bravely pursue their own lives.
Cheng Mingwei sat up suddenly from the cold blue brick floor. The dull pain from the back of her head made her eyes go black. The strong aroma of wormwood filled the air. The rustling sound of fabrics came from behind the carved screen. She looked down at her plain skirt embroidered with lotus patterns, and her fingers unconsciously stroked the delicate buttons at the cuffs - this was not the work clothes she wore when working overtime in the museum. "Ms. Cheng is finally awake." A soft female voice came from the other side of the screen. The palace maid Lianxin, dressed in a moon-white palace dress, walked out gracefully, and the clear water in the copper basin in her hand was shimmering. "Just now, the Silijian passed on an oral order, asking you to wait in Wenhua Hall before 3:45 in the morning." Memories came like a tide. Cheng Mingwei, a graduate student majoring in modern Ming history, accidentally touched the Ming Dynasty bronze candlestick in the museum while studying the Ming Dynasty female official system. When she opened her eyes again, she became the female historian of the Shanggong Bureau with the same name and surname. The original owner was punished to kneel in the imperial garden for three hours because she had offended the favored concubine. Her current weak body was caused by that punishment. The pale face of the girl was reflected in the bronze mirror, and her eyes still had a childishness. Cheng Mingwei took a deep breath and wiped her face with the wet cloth handed to her by Lianxin. Since she is here, she might as well make the best of it. With her understanding of the history of the Ming Dynasty, she might be able to carve out a place for herself in this deep palace. Outside the Wenhua Hall, the morning mist had not yet dissipated. Cheng Mingwei followed a group of female officials into the hall. Her eyes swept across the "Zhengda Guangming" plaque hanging high in the hall, and her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. The current emperor Zhu Yijun sat on the dragon throne. The gold thread embroidery on the black dragon robe shone in the morning light. His profile as he lowered his head to review the memorials was even more handsome than the portraits in the history books. "Ms. Cheng, come and copy this memorial." Feng Bao, the eunuch in charge of the Imperial Household Department, pushed a scroll of documents in front of her with a scrutinizing look in his eyes. Cheng Mingwei unfolded the memorial and glanced at its contents. It was a report on the flood in the south of the Yangtze River. She picked up her pen and dipped it in ink, and began to copy it fluently. At the same time, she thought to herself: According to historical records, the flood was caused by the disrepair of the river. If we can take this opportunity to propose a dredging plan... "Stop." Zhu Yijun's voice suddenly sounded. Cheng Mingwei's hand trembled, and the ink spread a small piece on the rice paper. The emperor walked down the dragon steps and his eyes fell on the memorial she copied. "The handwriting is neat and the structure is clear. It is better than those pedantic scholars in the Hanlin Academy." He paused, "Since you have read the memorial, do you have any insights?" The hall was instantly silent, and all the female officials held their breath. Cheng Mingwei thought of the water conservancy books she had studied in her previous life, and calmed down: "Your Majesty, I think the most urgent task is to strengthen the levees and at the same time recruit civilians to dredge the river. In addition, we can follow the example of the Song Dynasty to set up a 'River Defense Division' to be responsible for river repairs." Zhu Yijun raised his eyebrows, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes: "Women without talent are virtuous. You, a female official, actually understand these ways of governing the country?" Cheng Mingwei kowtowed: "Although I am a woman, I also know that the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of every man. If I can share your worries, I will not refuse." This sentence seemed to touch Zhu Yijun. Three days later, the Shanggong Bureau sent an edict, and Cheng Mingwei was promoted to the Secretary of Records and was in charge of the palace classics. When the news spread, the Empress Shufei was furious-this little female official who had been trampled under her feet has now become a celebrity in front of the emperor. As a new official, Cheng Mingwei set about rectifying the chaotic library of classics. She introduced modern archive management methods, classified books into classics, history, philosophy, and anthology, and also made a detailed index catalog. One day, when she was sorting out ancient books, she found a notebook that recorded the secrets of the previous dynasty, which mentioned that the life experience of the current empress dowager was actually a secret. At the same time, undercurrents were surging in the court. After the death of Zhang Juzheng, the chief minister of the cabinet, various forces were ready to move. Zhu Yijun began to rule the country, but he had many conflicts with conservative ministers on the issue of reform. With her understanding of history, Cheng Mingwei repeatedly put forward unique insights at the imperial court meetings and gradually became the emperor's trusted confidant. "Cheng Siji is indeed different." Late one night, Zhu Yijun suddenly visited the library. The moonlight shone on him through the window lattice, gilding the black dragon robe with a layer of silver. "Others only know how to flatter, but you are the only one who dares to argue with those old ministers in the court." Cheng Mingwei saluted: "Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. I just don't want to see the Ming Dynasty follow the old ways and stand still." Zhu Yijun stared at her with a fiery gaze: "If you were a man, I would definitely appoint you as prime minister. It's a pity..." His voice gradually lowered, with a bit of regret. However, a tall tree attracts the wind.