Chapter 664 Who cares how many bowls of noodles you eat? !
Zhu Yijun's long-planned southern tour has begun, so the first problem Zhu Yijun needs to worry about is fire. According to Tao Ye's experience in the southern tour, Zhu Yijun's journey will never be smooth.
In order to prevent His Majesty from being taken away by the fire, Zhang Juzheng returned Luo Sigong to His Majesty.
Zhang Juzheng knew very well that if the fire really burned, it would not matter if he died or Wang Chonggu died. As long as His Majesty is still there, all the achievements of the Wanli Reform can be protected by His Majesty.
Zhao Mengyou is responsible for the safety of His Majesty the Emperor for Tishuai, while Luo Sigong is responsible for guarding the door for His Majesty the Emperor. When there is any fire, Luo Sigong will rush into the fire without hesitation and rescue His Majesty the Emperor. Just like Lu Bing before.
Luo Sigong will not be bribed, even if we take away the emotions of the sparring friendship that followed the emperor for thirteen years, and the righteousness of the emperor and his ministers. Luo Sigong's father Luo Bingliang was the commander of Nanya Ti, and the Ming Emperor gave them The Luo family has enough power, fame and a stage to show themselves, and the interests of the Luo family and the Ming Emperor are highly tied together.
Zhu Yijun has always been a suspicious person. He does not believe in those empty promises, and he has always been a ruthless person. He does not believe in those ethics and morals, but he believes in the binding of interests.
Once something unexpected happens to the emperor, whether King Lu ascends the throne or the crown prince ascends the throne, the Luo family's power, reputation, and stage will be lost. In order to give an explanation to the world, the new emperor will definitely liquidate the Luo family.
If you ask Luo Sigong what he thinks? He would only express through actions that he would protect His Majesty's safety at all costs. This was Luo Sigong's only belief and all his support after Your Majesty pulled him up from the ground.
For a ten-year-old child, becoming the worst one in sparring, sitting on the ground with weak legs, that is the darkest time in life, His Majesty stretched out his hand, that is He was about to usher in a ray of light in the dark world. From that moment on, his life began to follow this path and kept moving forward. Everything was in two words, loyalty.
Your Majesty is a holy king, and everything is worth it. As long as your Majesty is still there, all ghosts and ghosts will be dormant, the Wanli Reform will continue, and the Ming Dynasty will become better.
Even if the emperor now orders him to kill Zhang Juzheng and Wang Chonggu, Luo Sigong may be confused, but he will definitely execute it and use his own life to replace the 'possible rebel'. If Luo Sigong is allowed to kill his father Luo Bingliang, Luo Sigong might arrest his father and then commit suicide.
Zhu Yijun stayed at Yanzheng Tower, but he did not live in Yanzheng Tower. Instead, under the arrangement of Zhang Hong, he went to a private house less than three miles away from Yanzheng Tower in order to avoid fire, etc. accident happened.
The strange thing is that one night passed and nothing happened. No one came to teach the young and energetic Emperor Ming a lesson. Just stay in the imperial city and don't go anywhere.
"Why didn't there be a fire last night?" When Zhu Yijun got up, he looked at the sun and the direction of Yanzheng Tower, and asked Luo Sigong with a little doubt.
"Well, I'm not good at this." Luo Sigong scratched his head and asked him to fight. He was good at it. He asked him to use his brain and think about the problem. He was a little embarrassed. He waited for a long time and didn't wait for the call of "Zuo Shui". Voice.
This is not in line with experience. In order to put out fires, Luo Sigong actually worked as a fireman in the Qiao tower of the capital for two years to learn the experience of putting out fires.
The emperor left his lair and exposed his weakness. Those ambitious people were unmoved. Past experience was ineffective. This caught Zhu Yijun a little unprepared. If he did not set fire, he would prepare a gunpowder explosion attack. , or a strong bow and crossbow, or a fire blunderbuss?
If you have an open mind and a happy heart, you will do it too obviously. When the new king takes the throne, he will have no choice but to carry out a purge, and it will be the kind of purge that involves tens of thousands of people.
A fire can burn everything cleanly.
Emperor Ming was slightly disappointed. He was ready to fight, but these people have always been like this, and they have never disappointed anyone.
Zhu Yijun took a shower and got up in the early spring with a bit of late-spring chill. Under the protection of Tiqi, he returned to Yanzheng Tower. As he walked, he somewhat figured out some details.
This matter is probably because of Zhu Yili.
Zhu Yili is such a jerk.
The Ming Dynasty has never encountered such a terrible prince in the prison country. Is he in the prison country? This is clearly venting anger! It is clearly the most intuitive embodiment of absolute freedom!
No one will buy the theory of absolute freedom before the Ming Dynasty changes. The King of Lu, Zhu Yili, is already disturbing enough.
If anything unexpected happens to His Majesty the Emperor during his southern tour, the eldest son of the Emperor is young. Even if the eldest son of the Emperor succeeds to the throne, the regent must be King Lu, an adult.
Over the years, the powerful and elected officials have long understood that His Majesty can negotiate terms, and for the first time the terms are not so unacceptable, and even to a certain extent, Seems extremely rich.
But Zhu Yilai cannot talk about it, let alone talk about it. Yan Guan followed his past habits and said some accustomed clichés, but Zhu Yilai was thrown into the prison of Fusi, Beizhen, without even a single statement. Not even given a chance to write, he went straight to jail.
The emperor died unexpectedly, the prince succeeded to the throne, the young master was in doubt, and Zhu Yili became the regent. This will only make matters worse, because the only person who can restrain this unreasonable majesty has left.
Zhu Yili was not easy to deal with either. He had Xiong Tingbi, a close disciple of Yuan Fu, who was both civil and military, and the emperor's younger brother.
"I am waiting to pay homage to Your Majesty. All the officials submitted a letter and sent it to Tianjin Prefecture overnight." Zhang Juzheng saw His Majesty. There were no dark circles or bloodshot eyes in His Majesty's eyes, which proved that His Majesty slept soundly last night. Your Majesty He has always been a very brave person. In order to prevent opium from poisoning the Ming Dynasty, he was even brave enough to sacrifice his own life.
On the contrary, Zhang Juzheng had trouble sleeping and eating. He tossed and turned until dawn. After there was no fire, he fell asleep for a while.
The older people get, the more afraid they are of losing too many things, and they will become conservative.
"What is written?" Zhu Yijun motioned to the officials accompanying him on the southern tour to excuse themselves and asked what was written in this large pile of memorials.
Zhang Juzheng exhaled and whispered: "I hope your majesty can return to Beijing."
They are all accusations, tearful accusations!
His Royal Highness King Lu is not a human being, he has done many evil things, he is full of evil! If the official's speech does not go as planned, King Lu will be arrested. If the memorial is slightly inappropriate, then King Lu will directly curse people in the reply! The scolding was so unpleasant, and they couldn't retaliate. Some people went to argue and were thrown directly into the prison of Beizhen Fusi.
It can be summed up as: Come back, my Emperor!
Zhu Yijun read several similar memorials and showed a playful smile. They all told the emperor to quickly end his southern tour and return to Beijing. He really couldn't stand this devil in the world anymore. That's not what Zhu Yijun was smiling about. The memorial was sparse, but Zhu Yili was laughed at.
Yin Zhengmao demolished the door, Ling Yunyi killed people, Wang Jiaping was confused, Wang Yi'e erected a monument, Shen Shixing paraded through the streets, and Zhu Yili killed people.
The thirty-two pens were stripped off and hung on the city wall, tied into various postures. They have become a beautiful scenery in the capital. This is no longer an ordinary degrading act.
“When I was in the capital, everyone disliked my lenient management. One moment they said I didn’t let the officials speak, another moment they said I was carrying out a lot of construction projects, another moment they said I was stingy, another moment they said I was too violent, and now they said I was stingy. I clearly remember that I abandoned the Dao and embraced heresy. When I left, the Zheshe household in Xitucheng put out flowing water mats as if to celebrate. Now, do you want me to go back? "
< br>Zhu Yijun threw the memorial aside and did not even approve it.
"Return these memorials to the cabinet and send them to King Lu for approval. I am currently on a tour in the south. Except for military and state affairs and those above the third rank, I will not interfere and do not understand the rules!" Zhu Yijun typed all the memorials back. He is not Mr. Bayi's donkey, who works hard from morning to night with blindfolds on his eyes.
Diligence is for the revival of the Ming Dynasty, and now is the time for the southern (holiday) inspection (holiday).
"I obey the decree." Zhang Juzheng did not post a floating ticket. He had been preparing for the Southern Tour for a year, and the boundaries of power were very clear. Zhang Juzheng was not in the Wenhua Hall, and he was determined not to make any memorials except those that needed to be handled by His Majesty himself. Post a floating ticket.
What makes the humble Confucians even more desperate is that the Mingjun and the Holy Lord, whom they have placed their hope in, ignores them.
"Your Majesty, something happened and someone was crying." Feng Bao said with a solemn expression.
The Crying Driving is another traditional program on the Southern Tour. It has a long history and has been around since Qin Shihuang toured the world.
The reason why it is called a program is that someone arranged for these people to cry out in front of the emperor and complain about their grievances. In many cases, local officials specially prepared some minor injustice cases in order to satisfy the emperor's strong sense of justice when he was on tour. Let the Emperor do justice.
Crying driving provides enough emotional value to the emperor, and in most cases, local officials use small mistakes to cover up big mistakes, and take the initiative to expose some small problems, so that the emperor who is on tour cannot see the real contradictions in the place. .
Muddying the water is also a common trick used by cheap Confucians.
"Is it true or false?" Zhu Yijun sat on the Taishi chair and asked Feng Bao, a veteran actor, whether the crying actor was genuine or not. As the best actor, Feng Bao could definitely tell the difference.
"Really, they came from Xitucheng in the capital. After running around for a day and night, these Zheshe households came to complain." Feng Bao explained the reason for crying this time. Zheshe households in Xitucheng He was robbed by King Lu Zhu Yili.
A family with 50,000 silver would confiscate their house if they didn’t give it back. This demon king kept his word. Now the Zhashe households in Xitucheng either sent their own sons or came to Tianjin Prefecture in person.
Ask His Majesty the Emperor to seek justice!
Zhang Youxin, the magistrate of Hejian Prefecture, wanted to make progress. Probably in order to cooperate with the emperor's strong sense of justice, Zhang Youxin arranged some unjust cases to cry. Originally, the scripts of "Jun Sheng Chen Xian" had been written, but Zhang Youxin arranged There were too many people who didn't squeeze in, and there were too many people crying.
The wealthy families moved to enrich the capital. There were 3,400 wealthy families in Xitucheng. This time, there were about 72 families setting up running water mats, which amounted to 3.6 million silver.
"Where did you send the money?" Zhu Yijun was curious about where Zhu Yili robbed the money. Zhu Yili was not short of money. Whatever he wanted, as long as it was not excessive, Zhu Yijun would give it to Empress Dowager Li without even needing the Queen Mother Li's intervention. It is true that he doted on King Lu, but the emperor also indulged King Lu quite a bit.
Feng Bao bowed his head and said: "Internal money."
"Hey, this kid, I thought he would move to Prince Lu's Mansion." Zhu Yijun showed a smile again.
"His Royal Highness said that His Majesty has never been short of his expenses since he was a child. If he is short of money, he will just send internal funds to subsidize the deficit of Chidao from Kaifeng to Jiayuguan." Feng Bao explained, in this way, Xitucheng Zheshehu became the sponsor of Kaifeng Jiayuguan Chidao.
Although they are forced.
"What is the demand? Do you want me to pay back the money? Don't even think about it." Zhu Yijun sneered and said: "I am a big boss, this is what they said, and they also said that I am more frugal. It sounds so ugly, what kind of trick is it to win people over, saying that I am just pretending."
"It is impossible to refund money."
"That's not true." He said: "They were thinking about whether they could erect a monument on the Chidao from Kaifeng to Jiayuguan, which is about to be built, and write their names on it. It would be better if it could be named."
No. 1 in the Ming Dynasty The first Chi Road is from Xishan Coal Bureau to Xizhimen Meishikou, and the second Chi Road is from the capital to Shanhaiguan via Jizhou. This second Chi Road was built by Wang Chonggu at his own expense. This Chi Road is called Chong! antiquity! Chi! road!
The emperor personally wrote and erected a monument to commemorate it. Wang Chonggu wanted to see it eight times a day. Later, even if he stopped going, he would send people to clean it every year.
If money goes into Pixiu’s stomach, it is impossible to spit it out, and Zhu Yixi’s reason is extremely legitimate. He wanted to rebel. The emperor left the capital on his southern tour. It was fine not to cry. He dared to set up a running water mat and also Dare you invite Baiyi? ! Isn't this a treasonous person?
The Zheshe household in Xitucheng did not expect the money to be returned. Since they had spent money, asking for a monument could be considered a good reputation.
“Don’t even think about it!” Wang Chonggu immediately objected and said rather eagerly: “Your Majesty, you don’t build a single mile of Chi Road, but you just want to take the Chi Road that your Majesty built as your own. Now, They want to build a monument, what do they want to do in the future? They definitely want to take Chi Daohui into their hands!"
"Your Majesty, you must not build a monument!" Wang Chonggu, a top Confucian scholar, said. When the above outline came online, the high hat of covering up luxury households and coveting the imperial government's public property and ancestral property was put out, and the main focus was alarmism.
These remarks immediately made Zhang Juzheng laugh. These words seemed extremely reasonable, but if you want to get Chi Daohua into your hands, you must have the right time and the right place. Moreover, it is difficult to make money from Kaifeng to Jiayuguan. Should I leave it in my own hands to maintain it?
Wang Chonggu wanted to maintain the uniqueness of his name and monument. This is one of his most outstanding achievements.
"As you said." Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Chonggu's anxious turn and did not pretend to be mysterious. He directly agreed. He explained: "A fine is a fine. I won't donate even a cent of silver. Want me to erect a monument for them?”
“I will see them all and drive them away”
A vacation is a vacation. Their demands cannot be met, and Zhu Yijun is too lazy to see them. Whoever pays the fine will pay. If anyone can reason with you, go talk to Zhu Yili!
Zhu Yijun climbed up and looked far away, looking at Tianjin Prefecture. Tianjin Prefecture has no city walls. The original adobe city walls of Tianjin Guards have been demolished. Jingtang is a trade road from Tianjin, Shanhaiguan to Tianjin, Tianjin to Mizhou, Going to Jinan, there are a total of four trade routes heading towards the horizon. Together with the canals that can be seen vaguely in the mist, they form Tianjin's transportation network.
This is the hub for the turnover of goods from the north to the south, and it is also the gateway to the ocean for the capital. Even in early spring, there is still an endless stream of caravans.
The entire Tianjin Prefecture wakes up under the light of dawn in the morning. Caravans are flowing in an endless stream. Furs, ginseng, and wild goods from the north, coal, woolen cloth, and alkaline noodles from the west are all in Tianjin. After the turnaround, we headed south. The Bohai Bay outside Tianjin Prefecture has begun to thaw, but it is not possible to sail yet.
"Extended in all directions." Zhu Yijun patted the railing and exhaled hot air. It was still very cold in the February morning.
"Sir, the people of Ming Dynasty are really hardworking. You see, these caravans may not rest day and night. These goods are all made by their hands. When Ningyuan Hou came back, he brought them to me With a few pieces of tiger skin, I started to think about making a piece of fur myself. "
"I didn't make it. I don't even know how to use the grease knife." Zhu Yijun said about himself. An embarrassment of overestimating one's abilities.
He originally planned to make a piece of fox skin by himself and make a waistcoat for Wang Yaozhuo, but he couldn't make it, so he had to buy one. He went to the workshop and even the man who scraped the fur and greased it I don't know how to use a knife.
The grease can be scraped off to make soap, which is used for laundry. Add a little white clay to wash it clean, and add some flowers to give it a fragrance.
Working people have never lacked wisdom, especially when silver became abundant and demand arose, various commodities began to appear.
Money shortage is indeed a shackle that hinders the development of Ming Dynasty.
"That's great." Zhu Yijun smiled brightly, as warmly as the morning sun.
He looked at Tianjin when he woke up in the morning, at the caravans coming and going, at the crowds rubbing shoulders, at the rows of streets, at the vendors selling breakfast, at the steaming Tianjin steamed buns, at the Haihe River After defrosting, I feel particularly comfortable.
He remembered that the last time he went to Tianjin to watch the ship review, he saw the coal ships connected end to end on the canal. At that time, Zhu Yijun looked at them for a long time, feeling that his work over the years had not been in vain.
This feeling becomes increasingly clear.
Zhu Yijun now looks at Tianjin waking up in the morning, and feels even more that he has been working hard for the past twelve years, no matter how hard he works, it is worth it, just like farmers harvesting grain in summer and autumn, what else can be done? What’s more gratifying than seeing the results of your hard work with your own eyes?
This is also the biggest reason why Zhang Juzheng firmly supports the Southern Tour. No matter how many articles there are, nothing can be as positive as this one glance.
On the road of life, people will be confused, confused, doubtful, and not sure whether to go on. Because they don’t know whether what they do is useful, the contradiction between knowledge and action will arise, and then they will slack off, and then Resolute people will be lost under such inner demons.
Your Majesty is a living person, not a machine. Whether the Wanli Reformation has achieved any results in the past twelve years, Your Majesty must witness this great river and mountains with your own eyes, and then you will fall in love more deeply and the confusion in your heart will dissipate. You will become more determined.
Zhang Juzheng can completely understand His Majesty's mood, because he is such an old man, and in the twelfth year of the Wanli Reform, he was as high as a temple, and he also became confused.
Zhang Juzheng also said sincerely: "The country is rich and the people are strong today, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful. The sun and the moon are bright."
The sun and the moon are dim and bright again.
The Ming Dynasty really got better, and Zhang Juzheng saw it with his own eyes.
Zhu Yijun has a busy schedule today. He has to go to the Weaving Bureau, the Iron Smelting Institute, the Huimin Pharmacy and the Nursing Home. These are all places he wants to see with his own eyes today.
The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was busy making inspections, and King Lu Zhu Yili was not idle either. He got up early. The extremely lazy Zhu Yili could get up so early only because he was going to Chaoyangmen to visit him in person. Looking at the thirty-two humble Confucians hanging on the top of the city is not to put them down, but to watch the fun.
"His Royal Highness King Lu is here!" Li Yougong shook his fly whisk and asked King Lu to get out of the car.
Zhu Yili jumped out of the car, looked at the rising sun in the sky, stretched out, it was another day of mischief.
"Prepare to hang people up." Zhu Yixuan came to the Wufeng Tower of Chaoyang Gate. Before the city gate was opened, he wanted to hang people up.
Zeng Shengwu is right, they have to find someone to serve them. After the rope is tied, someone will have to wait for them to hang it up and put it down, and they will have to wait for food and drink. If they hang up all night, I'm afraid It was frozen like a popsicle, and after being vaccinated with cowpox, it had to be monitored. If there were any adverse reactions, a doctor would have to look after it.
It’s really a waste of manpower and material resources.
Hang it for nine days, no more, no less, just right. Real acne breaks out, and the rumors are self-defeating.
"Hey, I know what you are thinking, aren't you just thinking of finding an opportunity to commit suicide?" Zhu Yixi shook the riding crop in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said: "You can't commit suicide, commit suicide. No matter how much scolding I will receive, you despicable scholars don’t want them to take advantage of you and accuse me in a legitimate and open manner.”
"I won't give you a chance."
"You can't commit suicide. If you commit suicide, I will kill your whole family! I promise to do what I say!"
Zhu Yiqiuqiu So early in the morning, he came specifically to threaten Bi Zheng. If these thirty-two Bi Zheng dared to commit suicide, he would kill their entire families.
Let Zhu Yili do something serious, he is really lazy, but let him do something bad, let him threaten people, he really wakes up earlier than the chicken, and the emperor also discovered this , knowing that he didn’t want to read the memorial, so he gave him permission to curse.
"Your Majesty is in the capital and will not criticize us so harshly! We also heard about this legend in the grassland, so we published it in the newspapers. What's wrong!" A Bi Zheng said loudly and somewhat unconvinced. .
Zhu Yili put his hands on his hips, laughed wildly, pointed at the pen and said to Xiong Tingbi: "Look, this is a cheap Confucian."
Zhu Yili turned his head and cursed fiercely at the pen. Said: "Then you go find Holy Master Mingjun! When the emperor was in the capital, everyone spit out shit as if they had eaten shit. Now that you think of His Majesty's good news? Why did you go so early!"
"That's right!"
"Hang it up! Don't give them breakfast."
Zhu Yili looked at the big sign under the city gate after watching the thirty-two pieces of art being hung up. It wrote: "On the second day after vaccination with cowpox, no tail or horns grew. I was very disappointed."
"You'd better grow an ox's tail and horns, otherwise I'll put one on you on the ninth day!"
Amidst Bi Zheng's curses, His Highness Prince Lu laughed wildly several times and burst into laughter. Go, the people watching around are all pointing. Some say that King Lu is bad, some say that King Lu is violent. Of course, some say that King Lu is venting his anger on his elder brother, and this is a brother-in-law relationship.
Zhu Yili doesn't care about these comments at all.
"Have the parade cars been ready?" When Zhu Yixuan went to the Wenhua Hall, he asked Xiong Tingbi what he had told him. Threatening people was only the first evil. He wanted to learn from Duanshui Master Shen Shixing. The practice of hanging people on street cars and parading them, mainly the forty-seven death row inmates.
Zhu Yiliu had to let the people know why they died. They were all against the party.
"It's done. It has been improved according to His Highness's instructions. There are eight hanging positions on the top, which can also be rotated. There is a cause card below, and their crimes are written on it." Xiong Tingbi reported to himself A street car made.
Compared with the street car made by Chen Tiande, Xiong Tingbi’s car is larger, has more positions, and the cause signs are also very eye-catching. A total of eight cars were made.
After identifying one person, put them in the car and parade them around.
"Is it fun to hang someone up?" Zhu Yirui asked with a smile.
“It’s fun.” Xiong Tingbi’s eyes were a little dodgey, he looked around and whispered.
"It will be more fun to parade on the street." Zhu Yiliu patted Xiong Tingbi's arm and said, "Sir, he has a purpose in calling you back from Suiyuan. Of course, it is also to celebrate the New Year, but he is afraid that a hundred years from now, you will be like this A character that is too Zhou Zheng will suffer a lot. You can't always be a hero on the grassland. There are too many monsters, ghosts, monsters and monsters in this world. "
"You can only learn the way of a gentleman by following a gentleman like my husband. Watching His Majesty teach by words and deeds will only make you a more gentleman.”
“You can’t teach me, I can only let you do it.”
“Follow me and learn how to be a bad person. Right!"
Xiong Tingbi was stunned, his brows were knitted into knots, and he asked doubtfully: "Did you really mean this, sir?"
"No. , I guessed it." Zhu Yiyi showed a successful smile and said: "I am just teasing you! I still can't help teasing, hahaha." If you take the fine, tear down their doors and move their beds. If you don't pay the fine, your house will be ransacked. This is no joke."
Lu, who is in charge of the country. Wang started his misbehavior again. Today he wanted to tear down the door and move the bed. This was Yin Zhengmao's unique skill. King Lu thought it was useful, so he used it.
"Okay." Xiong Tingbi received the king's order before the court meeting, and went straight to Xitucheng with Tiqi and the guards of Prince Lu's Mansion.
In the process of dismantling the door and moving the bed, Xiong Tingbi slowly discovered that this person really can't just be a gentleman, just a gentleman. Others say you ate two bowls of noodles, but you only ate one. Is it true? Do you want to open your stomach to show it to others? Do you only have a bowl of rice noodles?
Who cares how many bowls of noodles you eat? !
Who cares if the works of art hanging on the city gate towers grow ox tails and horns?
Of course you have to be a gentleman, but you can’t just be a gentleman. Just being a gentleman means giving opportunities to the enemy.
(End of this chapter)