Chapter five hundred and eighty third I am thirty this year
Ganqing Palace, Imperial Study Room
After Leng Qingshu and his friends left, Yan Yi waved away all the eunuchs and palace maids in the hall, leaving only Ma Jin behind.
The king and his ministers met for a moment, and Yan Yi, who was sitting on the dragon throne, slowly opened his mouth.
"Zisheng, do you still remember the "Canton Ceremony" I and you said in the East Palace five years ago?"
When Ma Jin heard this, he frowned slightly without saying anything. Of course he remembered the Great Classic of Heaven and Kunqu, after all, he was young and strong, and he was not as obsessed with his nature.
However, when Yan Yi described the "Classic of the Great Records" so mysteriously and exaggeratedly, Ma Jin thought that this was Yan Yi's imagination, or in other words, in Ma Jin's view, this statement was specifically used by Yan Yi to fool himself into writing the "Geographical Records".
As a result, Ma Jin did not expect that five years have passed, and Yan Yi has not forgotten the "Canton Chronicle" he mentioned at the beginning. And judging from this meaning, Yan Yi seems to be still serious...
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In fact, what Ma Jin didn't know was that Yan Yi not only did not forget the "Canton Encyclopedia", but instead, as he ascended the throne and became the empress, Yan Yi became more eager to realize the plan he had previously imagined to pass on the world through civil governance.
Sometimes, Yan Yi wanted to immediately gather famous scholars from all over the world to gather together to write the "Canton Chronicle".
However, reason told him that he should eat food at a bite, and his dream of inheriting the world of culture and governance should be realized step by step.
Therefore, although Yan Yi was secretly preparing for this matter, he did not implement the specific matters. Until today, Ma Jin and others reported to him that the Geography was completed, and Yan Yi felt that the time was ripe.
After all, Ma Jin and his group of people have been compiling "Geography" for five years and have already become proficient in book writing. With this group of people as the backbone and supplemented by other scholars and scholars, they will achieve twice the result with half the effort.
So Yan Yi left Ma Jin behind this time, because he wanted to entrust Ma Jin to strike while the iron is hot and prepare for the "Canton Ceremony" matters immediately.
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However, Ma Jin was not very clear about Yan Yi's specific thoughts. He frowned when he heard Yan Yi's question, and then pressed his thoughts and replied.
"I remember the emperor's words in my heart, how dare I forget them at all?"
"good."
As soon as Ma Jin spoke, he said something cliché, and then he was thinking about what to say below, Yan Yi, who was sitting on the dragon throne, was already overjoyed, and said happily.
"I just know that you, I, the king and the minister are in harmony, and you must be like me, and have been waiting for the compilation of the "Chang Kun Ceremony" for a long time."
Ma Jin: "???"
I didn't say anything, how did you realize that I was the same as you thought...
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Ma Jin was confused, but Yan Yi didn't look at his expression and talked about his plans for Ma Jin about his plans for the "Canton Encyclopedia".
"……………I have already thought about it. This time, the writing of the "Canton Chronicle" will inevitably take huge amounts of time and effort, so we cannot make such a small fight with the "Geographical Records".
I decided to assign the area outside the palace gate to the future "Qiankun Ceremony" compilation hall, and formally appointed an official position in the compilation hall.
The position of chief executive officer and chief editor is promoted to you by Zi, and it is temporarily determined to be the second rank; two deputy chief editors are appointed to be the second rank, and I am willing to be your old partner Leng Qingshu, and the other one will be decided after discussion.
Under the compilation of the deputy chief, six third-rank governors were appointed to handle miscellaneous tasks and ensure logistics, and then a department was established according to the identification and classification. Each department was responsible for compiling a category of ceremony. The chief official of the department was the director, and the grade was divided into three or four ranks according to the importance.
I haven't thought about the lower-level officials who will go back. After you go back, you can think about it. Discuss a charter with the Ministry of Personnel and hand it over to me. If there are no major mistakes, you will be approved..."
Yan Yi said a lot of long-windedly. Ma Jin wanted to speak a few times but didn't insert a single word. It was not until Yan Yi was thirsty and picked up the teacup on the dragon table to drink water that Ma Jin finally had the opportunity to speak.
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"…………………Your Majesty, it’s not that I’m ruling, but the Geographical Records have just been completed, and Weichen and others have been busy for five years and finally have some time. As a result, before you can breathe a sigh of relief, you... order the "Canton Chronicle" to be revised again.
I don’t care. I just want to devote myself to the emperor and die until I die. But... I am afraid that the people below will complain about this. It is a trivial matter when they are dissatisfied with it at that time, but if they do not work hard, it will be a major matter to delay the compilation of the ceremony."
In fact, Ma Jin originally wanted to reject the errand with Yan Yi on the grounds that he was very tired of compiling the "Geographical Records". He just said that he was just talking to him. Ma Jin remembered his "work" in the compilation hall and was really shameless to say that he was tired.
In addition, looking at Yan Yi's meaning just now, it seemed that he had to decide that he was not allowed. Ma Jin hesitated for a while, but did not directly refuse Yan Yi. Instead, he tactfully stated that time was too tight and wanted to use this to delay this matter for a while, so he took this into consideration.
Just kidding, according to Yan Yi's previous idea, this "Canton of the Great Book" is a rare masterpiece throughout history, containing countless collections of secrets such as scriptures, history, philosophies, collections, interpretations, Taoist scriptures, geography, medicine, craftsmanship, agronomy, etc.
From the pre-Qin, Spring and Autumn Period to the present, it has gathered the remarkable cultural achievements of China's ancient and modern times, and has written thousands of words and encompassed everything.
In short, in Ma Jin's mind, this "Canton Encyclopedia" is a bit like the complex of the "Yongle Encyclopedia" and "Siku Quanshu" in later generations, and is even more comprehensive and detailed than this.
If such a grand work is to be written, even with the support of Yan Yi and the court, Ma Jin will probably take at least ten years, twenty years, and even more.
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Such a brilliant masterpiece has been created in twenty years!
Ma Jin didn't know if this was worth it. Anyway, he was in a complicated mood at this time. He neither wanted to devote a small part of his life to it, nor was he reluctant to give up the opportunity to host the masterpiece destined to be a masterpiece in history. Ma Jin grinded his teeth and a bitter smile flashed in his eyes.
Tsk, my brother-in-law really gave me a problem this time...
Ma Jin was undecided here, but Yan Yi, who was sitting on the dragon throne at the top, didn't know his various psychology. After hearing Ma Jin's "heartfelt words" just now, Yan Yi also realized that he was indeed a little too hasty and did not consider the psychology of the following editors.
Yan Yi pondered for a moment and said, "Since that's the case, I will allow you to rest for a while and start building a yamen in the spring of the next year."
Yan Yi's move was exactly what Ma Jin wanted. He immediately praised Yan Yi's kindness and his compassion for his subordinates.
However, this time, Yan Yi, who has always been very popular with Ma Jin, ignored Ma Jin's words. Emperor Taiguang, who had just ascended the throne for one year, rarely showed a sentimental expression to Ma Jin.
"Zisheng, I'm thirty-five this year..."
Chapter completed!