Chapter 686: Do you want me to eat a boomerang? No way!
The Donglin Party is a historical entity, not a vaguely constructed concept. It is a bureaucratic class political collective dominated by Jiangnan scholar-bureaucrats. At the same time, the Donglin Party is also a cultural phenomenon and the foundation of the Ming Dynasty. The fruits of two hundred years of scholars.
The Donglin Party is an important political faction in the late Ming Dynasty. It takes opposition to the eunuch Party as its core proposition and takes into account: 'Political affairs belong to the six ministries, public opinions are given to officials, and the world will naturally be happy and governed', and the imperial power is locked up in the palace. Here, government affairs are presided over by the six ministries, and public opinions are left to the opinion basket; he opposes the emperor's dispatch of mine supervisors to gather from all directions, and advocates releasing internal funds to nourish the world's dry trees; he advocates loving business and caring for the people, doing things at the top to benefit the road, and abolishing banknotes. For the convenience of the people.
Every year on the third day of March, Donglin Party members will hold a gathering at Donglin Academy, known as the Donglin Conference on March 3rd. The organizational form of the Donglin Party is the seat-teacher system, which everyone at the time called "The master's disciples are colluding with each other." Donglin Party members helped each other, protected each other, and supported each other in cultural and political activities. I didn't see any other political achievements.
The activities of the Donglin Party are mainly carried out through lectures at the Donglin Academy. Donglin Academy not only lectures but also discusses politics. It mainly criticizes current affairs and criticizes the specific government affairs of the country. It advocates integrity and self-control. Xu Qingliu, supplemented by clamoring for various seemingly beautiful but determinedly unexecutable decrees, attracted students, formed synergy, and influenced political decisions.
For example, what Gao Panlong likes to advocate most is to use internal funds to prop up the dead trees in the world. He over-exaggerates the scale of internal funds and exaggerates the wealth of internal funds to tens of millions of taels of silver. All the blame in the world was placed on the emperor, but when Lin Fucheng said that he really wanted to carry out the crime, Gao Panlong was afraid.
Many people think that the Donglin Party is a group of scholar-bureaucrats who are eager to serve the country, and some are too hasty. They have shown uprightness, bravery, perseverance, and tenacity in the political struggle. For the so-called ideals and the so-called corrections, In order to so-called imprison the imperial power in a cage, he is not afraid of danger and regards death as home.
Are you really ready to die? On the list of Donglin Party members drawn up by Wei Zhongxian, how many people, like Qian Qianyi, defected to the Qing Dynasty when the water was too cold and their scalps were itchy during the Ming and Qing Dynasties?
As for the self-proclaimed Qingliu, Qian Qianyi married the prostitute Liu Rushi, and how many Jiangnan scholar-officials lingered in the brothels on the Qinhuai River. Is this really Qingliu? Liu Rushi was a serious prostitute. A businessman played with the remaining geishas and took them home as if they were treasures!
Qingyu is an evaluation standard for family honor and personal morality. It is called Qingliu. Jiangnan scholar-bureaucrats who like to visit brothels are definitely not Qingliu. Qian Qianyi is not the only one. There is also a risk. Pijiang married Dong Xiaowan, a famous prostitute in the south of the Yangtze River.
Many people in later generations regarded the failure of the Donglin Party's political activities as a tragedy and believed that the tragedy of the Donglin Party was the tragedy of the times. But when Zhu Yijun saw the Donglin Party, he felt that their emergence was the tragedy of the times. They were a group of people without any politics. The greatest tragedy is that scholar-bureaucrats who lack foresight, basic ability to govern the country, and are good at uniting the party to defeat dissidents and adhering to the party can become the mainstream of the scholarly community.
The reasons for the demise of the Ming Dynasty were various.
However, the party members who were obsessed with party struggle in the late Ming Dynasty, including the Donglin party members, all bear unshirkable historical responsibility.
Emperor Wanli, who did not stop the party and even deliberately tolerated it. He was above all political and political and wanted party members to check and balance each other. He also bore unshirkable historical responsibility. Of course, he liquidated Zhang Juzheng and drove away Qi Jiguang. Emperor Wanli, who had abolished the capital camp, had no means to stop the party's imprisonment.
I don’t have that strength.
"Gao Panlong, right? Are you in your twenties this year?" Lin Fucheng asked a random question after Gao Panlong admitted defeat and sat down.
"Twenty-two years old." Gao Panlong took a deep breath and said.
Lin Fucheng then took a deep breath and said: "You have a smell, the smell of an old person, not old in age, but old in heart."
"It's like They are like those old rich men wandering around Bei Ya Hutong. They carry a birdcage and two walnuts in their hands, and they keep turning around all day long. They can't see anywhere, and they like to point and shout at everything they see. He wears strings around his neck and hands. There is always a small room in the house that serves as a Buddhist temple. There is a big-bellied Maitreya Buddha. The windows are not opened. The smell of sandalwood and the smell of incense make people dizzy. I got up to pay homage to the Buddha, but I haven’t read a single Buddhist scripture.”
“There are a few words hanging on the wall, which are mostly about the journey of thousands of miles, tranquility and far-reaching, heaven rewards hard work, and kindness to all things. My favorite is the rotten root carving, Fake gold and stone, fake original copies, and purple clay pots, most of these purple clay pots are fake.”
"Stubborn and paranoid. I only think and believe that I am right. But whenever I do something, I am timid and afraid to try. I like to talk to people. I talk about how great I was back then, but in fact, if I look closely, Go, nothing special, nothing special.”
“Do you know what this smell is like?”
“You are only twenty. At the age of two, I smell the same smell on you as those old rich men."
Gathering was a very common political discussion in the late Ming Dynasty. The declining national power of the Ming Dynasty was like firewood placed in a raging fire. Everyone saw that there was a problem, that's why it was so common, and eventually the party members and party prisons were formed through discussions.
In the gatherings, there are few people like Lin Fucheng who curse people so straightforwardly, and there is not a single curse word in it, but they curse people so shamelessly that they want to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"You!" Gao Panlong slapped the table and stood up, with a red face and pointed at Lin Fucheng, but there was no more rebuttal. When he denied his idea of releasing internal funds, he was bound to face this kind of situation. Humiliation, this is the price of losing a gathering.
"The most ridiculous thing is that your Majesty has already done what you said." Li Zhi put down his tea cup and said: "From the second year of Wanli to the end of the ninth year of Wanli, the internal and state money was transferred to the Chu Party. The Jin Party has invested a total of 37.12 million taels of silver in Nanya and Nanyang. It is with such a large amount of silver investment that we can see the shipyards, weaving bureaus, cotton spinning mills, iron smelting institutes, etc. Today, thousands of sails pass by the five major shipping companies and the four major governor's offices."
"On the other hand, in June of the thirteenth year of Wanli, the construction of Chidao from Kaifeng to Jiayuguan began, and the construction period was nine months. Year, yes, the budget exceeds 30 million silver. This is just the budget. With the various difficulties encountered in the advancement, more will be added."
"You have nothing to do with His Majesty's frugality. You know!”
“You just imagine that His Majesty’s internal funds are tens of millions of taels of silver, that Your Majesty is like a brave man who can’t get in or out, that the wealth of Ming Dynasty has become the private property of one family, you shoot first. Draw a target with an arrow, and when you hit it, say to everyone, I hit it, I hit it, it’s just as funny.”
"Your behavior is ridiculous, and your fans and people who believe in you are also ridiculous."
Li Zhi's criticism was more direct. Li Zhi used objective facts and slapped Gao Panlong hard twice. All the logic of putting money in the face of others is based on a false fact, which will make people laugh.
"Do you want to put the money inside? You just want to put all the money in the money into your own pockets." Lin Fucheng took a sip of tea and gave Gao Panlong a critical hit. Make the purpose of his noise clear.
Money always flows to places where it is not needed. This is the top problem in distribution. Gao Panlong opened his mouth to put in money, but the money in the money was peeled off after layers of money. In the hands of the soldiers, the soldiers may still owe these powerful heroes money.
That’s why the emperor was so persistent in building the Chi Road. Only when the road was built, could the world’s goods be transported, and the basic economic structure of the Ming Dynasty be changed. Only then could the small-scale peasant economy be transformed into a commodity economy, and only then could there be more If more people study, power will not always be in the hands of a small group of people.
"Okay, let's stop rambling and let's talk about our stoppage and contribution." Li Zhi stopped the attack and started the next round.
"If you donate, then the Ming court can openly steal everything from everyone!" Gao Panlong began to state his point of view. The court, the emperor, and the authority were all robbers.
Lin Fucheng immediately asked: "Whose is it taken away? Do you represent everyone because of fear? The poor coolies have nothing to take away. They have almost nothing. What Confucian scholars like most is to take away The poor coolie takes the name of a villain and creates a treacherous image. He is loyal on the surface but likes to lie the most. He is stingy and cunning and will fight for a small profit. "
" But who turned them into this? It was the powerful forces who robbed them of all their gains. They had to do this in order to survive. "
"It is unreasonable to whitewash."
The opinions of limited liberals and absolute liberals are both based on freedom. Lin Fucheng believes that sexual intercourse is a bondage, while absolute liberals believe that sexual intercourse is a part of freedom. This is actually the core content of the debate. It seems to be a contribution to the discussion. He stopped investing, but in fact the essence of the discussion was whether the expropriation was reasonable.
“It’s simply ridiculous!” Gao Panlong shook his head repeatedly and said: “It’s just a matter of collecting arrears, stealing public money for personal gain, and it is reasonable to recover the stolen money, but what is the purpose of additional fines? What nonsense is the punishment? Bi Jiao, it’s just a robbery, why do you have to say so high-sounding?”
“The powerful and right-wing people can’t keep their own property. These poor coolies have been robbed by the imperial court. They don’t rob it now, but they just want it. "I'm just not hungry."
Gao Panlong said what the Nanya scholar-bureaucrats were saying. They were afraid of the emperor who had lost control, so they wanted to keep the imperial power in a cage. Now the emperor is not robbing him, but he is not hungry. Once there is a huge deficit, the emperor who masters violence will kill pigs to celebrate the New Year. But without violence, they are pigs to be slaughtered.
Li Zhi waved his hands repeatedly and said: "But the current situation is that the poor coolies have no money. Even if the weather is good, they have to eat grass. If they can mix a little sweet potato vine leaves with coarse salt, it is already a good year, and their harvest has been Whether it was taken away or snatched away by the court is a matter for later. The key to the question is: whether to take it away or not, we must first have it."
"The main contradiction at the moment is land data and labor. The remuneration is not fair, not that you said it was taken away by the court. "
Li Zhi's thinking is very, very clear. It is a blessing to be a pig to be slaughtered. The fact is that the vast majority of people in the Ming Dynasty surpassed it. Ninety-six percent of people do not have this qualification. 10% of people in Ming Dynasty control more than 80% of the land, and 4% of people control more than 50% of the land.
"No one will be punished if they make a mistake. Can you just spit out what you have eaten?" Lin Fucheng looked at Gao Panlong and sneered and said: "It really smells like decay. Let's talk about it. Go, isn’t it the same old thing? You’re still fantasizing about not being able to punish a doctor, and openly asking for the privilege of not being punished for making mistakes.” These two guys were too difficult to deal with. He took a deep breath and said: "You said that no one will be punished for making mistakes, but what about the people in heaven, who will punish them?"
"You I want to say the emperor, a timid guy who dare not even say these two words." Li Zhi smiled. After Lin Fucheng returned to Beijing from Suiyuan Guihua City, he shared the emperor's personal story in front of the emperor. Love affair! At that time, Li Zhi's legs were shaking and he thought he was going to die.
But His Majesty doesn't care much about this matter. If it is beneficial to Wang Huasuiyuan, there is no harm in having a little love affair.
The gathering in Bei Ya was very bold. The emperor was not an untouchable topic. Nan Ya was even more bold. But after the emperor was in Nan Ya and showed violence, the scholar-bureaucrats in Nan Ya lost their courage.
I don’t even dare to mention my name. In fact, there is nothing I can’t mention. The Emperor of Ming Dynasty was a reasonable man. He was sitting in the Tianzihao box. As long as what he said was reasonable, there would be no thunderous fury.
"Yes." Gao Panlong was a little reluctant and expressed his meaning in a low voice, but he didn't dare to say it.
"You are wrong. In this sea of evil in the officialdom, anyone who loses will have to pay the price." Li Zhi said with a solemn face: "Your Majesty, your southern tour is going well, and you came here for no reason. "
Li Zhi reminded Gao Panlong that Emperor Shizong's last southern tour was full of fires all the way south. Going further, Emperor Wuzong fell into the water during his southern tour and died.
Political struggles have always been cruel, and the emperor is no exception. Even in class theory, Zhang Juzheng listed the emperor as a superior and exclusive class, but in fact the emperor was still a hereditary official class.
The ministers cannot escape, and neither can the king.
Gao Panlong took a deep breath, closed his eyes and thought for a moment before saying: "The poor people and coolies are poor because they themselves are not living up to their expectations. They need to work harder and be more diligent in order to become rich, and Not trapped in poverty!"
Lin Fucheng frowned, tilted his head and said in disbelief: "Do you mean that the reason why the poor are poor is that they are too bad, which leads to poverty? ?”
Gao Panlong said with certainty: "They are lazy, they are cunning, they are sneaky, they even steal! In a free market, everyone will always be given a fair price! They are poor not because we make them poor, but because Their own prices in the market are just like this!"
Li Zhi sighed and said helplessly: "This market is neither free nor fair. Labor and labor time have become a commodity, eaten by meat. People are ruthlessly exploiting interests, and there is no fairness, so how can there be freedom?" At this point in the gathering, there is no more speculation.
Who is right, Gao Panlong, Lin Fucheng or Li Zhi? In fact, there is no right or wrong, it all depends on your stance.
Lin Fucheng and Li Zhi sympathized with the poor coolies. Their theory of freedom was for everyone, and everyone could become a saint. However, the theory of freedom advocated by Jiangnan scholar-officials such as Gao Panlong was only for meat-eaters.
"Your Majesty, we have to go. Something unexpected happened. There is a strike. Why don't you go back to Nanhu Villa first?" Feng Bao whispered in the emperor's ear. He had just returned from Xiaohuang. The news was received at the door, and the craftsmen suddenly began to take to the streets.
Zhu Yijun nodded and stood up. He took two steps and suddenly came to his senses. He looked at Feng Bao and asked, "What did you say about the situation? There's a strike?"
"Yes." As soon as Feng Bao saw it, he knew that the emperor was interested in watching the excitement, and immediately said: "Your Majesty, this battle is a bit big, why don't you go back first?"
"The battle is great! Here! I'll find a safer place to watch the fun. "Zhu Yijun didn't want to cause trouble for the Tiqi, so he chose to find a safer place to watch the fun.
Feng Bao said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Your Majesty, why don't you go back to Nanhu Villa first? At the moment, there are only two hundred cavalrymen in Fuxi Tower, and I am worried that there will be a problem."
"Two hundred tykes are enough. Two hundred tykes are enough for me to penetrate the city of Nanjing." Zhu Yijun glanced at Feng Bao. The more Feng Bao persuaded him, the more he refused to leave.
There's something going on here.
At the Hongyuan Dyeing Shop in Chongyifang, Shanghai County, a quarrel broke out between the craftsmen and the workshop owners. The Ming court’s final decision was in favor of the craftsmen. Since then, Nanya has experienced labor conflicts due to the inflow of silver. There is a precedent. When workers are not paid, or even paid insufficiently, strikes will naturally occur.
The five floors of Fuxi Building in the north direction can be completely closed. Zhu Yijun went directly to that building and watched the excitement from a high position.
The workshop that caused the commotion this time was not a dyeing workshop or any type of work, but more than thousands of craftsmen from all walks of life. They came to the street. Zhu Yijun looked at it for a while and realized something was wrong. , the craftsmen gathered in front of Fuxi Tower.
At this time, Zhu Yijun finally got a taste of it. This was for himself!
"I've known for a long time that they are here for me, so you want me to leave quickly?" Zhu Yijun looked at Feng Bao and asked with some confusion.
"Since His Majesty arrived at Nanya, there have been people who wanted to cry. Li Le and Hai Rui handled some of them. It was not improper handling, but the problem was that there were too many people. What I heard According to the news, someone said that His Majesty was in Fuxi Tower, so the craftsmen rushed over. "Feng Bao did not dare to deceive the emperor and told the truth.
Zhu Yijun took a deep breath. He probably guessed the whole story, but the whole story is not important. The most important thing is to deal with the current matter now. He nodded and said: "Well done."
"Your Majesty, why don't you avoid it." Feng Bao still felt that it was too dangerous to stay here. The crowd was so excited that once someone took action and intensified the conflict, the situation would be absolutely out of control. By then, there would be trouble. Big.
It's not that it's dangerous, because the capital camp is in the city.
As long as His Majesty leaves Fuxi Tower, even if there is a bloody conflict, it will not affect His Majesty's sanity.
“They organized these craftsmen to come to me. The bad guys behind them just wanted to see me embarrassed. They just wanted to see me return to Nanhu Villa in embarrassment. They would not dare to rebel and stir up public opinion. , I can’t make any noise with my pen, these Nanya carnivores are not trying to force me into submission, they are just trying to force me to take a boomerang,” Zhu Yijun said with a smile.
The emperor's Nanhu Villa is a palace, and all around the palace are the spies of these people. They don't want to do anything, but they want to know what the emperor has done to prevent any unprepared accidents.
Private visit on Weibo? It’s just a performance that doesn’t turn a blind eye when it’s time to play along.
After all, Nan Ya is not Northern Ya. The carnivores in Bei Ya also knew it, but they all made a tacit understanding not to disturb the emperor's enjoyment.
In the case of Hongyuan Dyeing House, the Ming Emperor took sides with the poor coolies. Now is the time to let the emperor know what kind of impact it had, and to face these angry craftsmen personally, and Understanding their suffering also allows the emperor to realize as soon as possible that the emperor is also a part of the ruling class, a part of the carnivores, and one of the enemies of the poor coolies.
Everyone knew that the emperor could escape at any time. The carnivores in Nanya just wanted to see the emperor flee back in embarrassment, but Zhu Yijun refused to grant their wish. Walk.
Want me to eat a boomerang? No way!
"Your Majesty." Feng Bao looked embarrassed and wanted to continue to persuade. The Ming Dynasty has raised so many officials, and your Majesty does not have to end up wallowing in the quagmire himself.
Zhu Yijun waved his hand and said with a smile: "I am not afraid of the people of the Ming Dynasty. Did you see it? When the craftsmen came, they were all unarmed. Two hundred men riding on the Fuxi Tower were enough to ensure my safety. Look over there. It's the officials of Yingtian Mansion. Even if I don't go out on this five-story building, I am still the strong one."
"This kind of excitement will make things worse."< br>
"Are you going to invite Mr. Hai to come?" Feng Bao asked tentatively. If the emperor didn't leave, Feng Bao could only think of more ways.
Hai Rui's sign in Nanjing is really too loud. As long as Hai Rui is there, the scene will not be chaotic no matter how big it is. The gathered craftsmen obviously have some demands. As long as they have demands, Hai Rui can appease them. The people in Nanya were very excited and recognized Hai Rui's promise.
"Go ahead and invite him, but he is also asking Hai Zongxian to be a witness, and I will handle it personally." Zhu Yijun said without paying much attention: "Open the door and let Tiqi put away the long and short soldiers. Don't It hurts the craftsmen.”
“Zhao Mengyou, go down now and ask the craftsmen outside the door to find three people who can speak to you and wait outside the door. I will go and take a look in person later.”
"I obey the order." Seeing that Feng Bao couldn't persuade him, he still obeyed the order. He sent Xiaohuangmen to find Hai Rui and Qi Jiguang.
"Your Majesty, Commander Qi is here." Zhang Hong hurriedly walked in. Qi Jiguang led a cavalry battalion and two infantry battalions to station in Nanjing City. Because of the payment issue, the Beijing battalion led by Qi Jiguang was in a As soon as there was some sign of a ready state of war preparedness, Qi Jiguang directly mobilized enough troops to come to support.
Qi Jiguang arrived very quickly and was able to maintain order even if he did not have to fight the rebellion.
"I pay my respects to Your Majesty. Your Majesty pays you my respects." Qi Jiguang, dressed in military uniform, hurried in. Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly bowed his head to salute. As long as the Emperor is fine, everything will be fine.
"Qi Shuai wants to persuade me to go back?" Zhu Yijun curiously asked Qi Jiguang's opinion.
"Your Majesty cannot avoid it. This world belongs to His Majesty. You can go anywhere, but you cannot avoid it." Qi Jiguang expressed his attitude very clearly. His Majesty is already a young emperor, and no one can stop His Majesty from doing what he does. What's wrong, the emperor is hiding, and there is no need to continue to implement this new policy.
"Okay." Zhu Yijun smiled and began to ask Feng Bao to make detailed arrangements.
The meat eaters in Nanya thought that the Ming Emperor would not meet the craftsmen. After all, the emperor was above the nine heavens. However, Zhu Yijun had rich experience in meeting craftsmen. He knew how to deal with these craftsmen, such as foreign officials and elders. The ancestral method passed down since the Hongwu period and had fallen asleep by the Zhengtong period, let Zhu Yijun know how to deal with the poor coolies.
Zhu Yijun explained very carefully. He asked Zhao Mengyou to open the door and ask the craftsman to recommend the speaker. At the same time, all the chairs in the Fuxi Building were moved to the door, except for the three directly facing In addition to the people who will speak to the emperor, another three hundred people from all walks of life must be found to attend the meeting as observers.
In broad daylight, in public, fair and aboveboard.
Without the presence of these three hundred people, it would be easy to create the impression that the emperor and the scabs had reached some ulterior secret agreement, but with the presence of the audience, there was testimony.
At the same time, the government officials from Yingtian Mansion also arrived. These government officials must maintain the order of the crowd and prevent unnecessary bloodshed.
Zhu Yijun’s order spread like running water from Fuxi Tower to Yingtian Mansion and to various government officials. This is an imperial order. Whether it is over-executed or under-executed, you may face the emperor’s thunderous wrath. This It is definitely not a crime that a specific government official can bear.
The Emperor of Ming Dynasty tidied up his clothes, strode out of Fuxi Tower, came to the door of Fuxi Tower, sat on the dragon chair that had been moved, and looked at the long street in front of the door, which was crowded with people, Zhu Yijun He waved his hand and said: "Xuan Da, please come and see me."
There were three leaders, two men and one woman. The appearance of this woman was something that surprised Zhu Yijun. Then three hundred leaders from all walks of life who were watching also entered the room together. The whole process was orderly.
"The common people pay homage to your Majesty, long live your Majesty." The craftsmen came to the door of Fuxi Tower anxiously. It was obvious that they had not been trained, and their voices were not uniform.
"No courtesy, sit down and talk." Zhu Yijun waved his sleeves again and said with a warm smile: "Don't be nervous, sit down."
The three leaders saw Emperor Li There was only a chair less than one foot long. For a moment, no one dared to sit on it. When they went to sue the officials, they all kowtowed. They were afraid of being punished if they raised their heads. Not only was this saint exempted from courtesy, but he was also No one dared to sit on the seats for a while.
"Sit down and talk." Zhu Yijun was not in a hurry. He did not let others scare him, but quietly waited for the three of them to sit down.
This is a gesture, a gesture of dialogue. Speaking while kneeling cannot be explained clearly.
Zhu Yijun waited for the hesitant three people to sit down before he said: "I have been on the throne for so many years, and I am ashamed of my husband and Qi Shuai. I can’t lead the army.”
“But there is one thing we are very proud of. We are good at farming! The sweet potatoes you are eating now are all bred by Baoqisi. This is something we are personally involved in. There is my breeding in it. Over the years, this is something worth showing off."
"If you have anything to say, just say it. If we can do it, we will do it. If we can't, we will remember it. Come down, we will definitely do it in the future.”
(End of this chapter)