Lin Daiyu blushed and looked down at her feet, feeling secretly happy in her heart.
At the beginning, the mothers-in-law also wanted her to have her feet bound, saying that small feet were more beautiful, but the binding was too painful, and her health was not good, so they left it alone.
Nowadays, Uncle Chu hates foot binding, and she can't help but feel lucky.
"Are you scolding me again?"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked strange.
"Did you order people's feet to be bound?"
Chu Zhen said in surprise.
"Inverted!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said angrily: "I reorganized Zhang Shicheng's subordinates into beggar households and ordered their descendants that men are not allowed to study and that women are not allowed to have their feet bound."
Chu Zhen was astonished: "Not being allowed to study is actually juxtaposed with not being allowed to bind feet. No wonder the bad habit of foot binding became more and more intense from the Song Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty!"
"Binding the feet of women in Dashun Dynasty is also a custom." Lin Daiyu couldn't help but interrupt.
"So it must be banned and the distorted aesthetic of this sour and rotten scholar must be corrected!"
Chu Zhen cuts the iron nail.
The distorted aesthetics of sour and furu Confucianism!
Chu Zhen's words made the three of them recite them silently in their hearts, with different expressions.
Zhu Yuanzhang asked: "In later generations, no women will have their feet bound? And the custom of foot binding...has been criticized by you?"
"Foot binding, burial, waist girdling, castration, any custom that harms the body are all bad habits of the old era!"
Chu Zhen glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang and said calmly: "Zhu Qizhen has been infamous throughout the ages, but he abolished the Ming Dynasty's burial system, and many people still say that he is a wise king."
The topic of burial is too sensitive, especially for an arbitrary emperor like Zhu Yuanzhang. Chu Zhen can only warn him from the side, don't engage in any burial, otherwise future generations will scold you.
Zhu Qizhen initiated the Tumu Fortress Incident, but the abolition of sacrificial burials was a major achievement of his that cannot be erased in history books. From then on, the Ming royal family no longer had sacrificial burials.
In the early Qing Dynasty, there were also sacrifices and burials.
Chu Zhen originally thought that after telling him that he was buried, Zhu Yuanzhang would look dark even if he wasn't furious.
But unexpectedly, Zhu Yuanzhang simply explained: "The matter of burial has been common among the people since the Yuan Dynasty. The wife who died after her husband died and was buried without remarrying will never remarry. This is the name of a chaste and martyr woman."
"Being a widow is also a bad habit." Chu Zhen said: "There were no large-scale widowhoods in the Han and Tang Dynasties. It was very common for women to remarry. After Ming Shun, chastity became something that scholar-bureaucrats praised!"
"It's not just Ming Shun." Li Qingzhao said softly: "Song people also despised women remarrying."
Chu Zhen smiled at her.
Lin Daiyu thought of someone in Jia's family, her cousin Jia Zhu, whom she had never met. After his death, her cousin-in-law is now also a widow.
This is how Uncle Chu views widowhood...
Zhu Yuanzhang asked: "Will people become ghosts and gods after death? Just like what the monks said, as long as you practice Buddhism, you can enter the Western Paradise."
"Even if there is a Buddha and God, they will worship me on the mountaintop when they see me!" Chu Zhen replied calmly.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zhu Yuanzhang pointed at him and laughed.
Li Qingzhao and Lin Daiyu also covered their mouths and smiled. They knew better and had seen the treasure in Chu Zhen's hand.
"Since burials are banned, they are banned. There are not many of them, and it has not become a trend."
Zhu Yuanzhang opened his mouth and said, "But foot-binding and ritual observance are common in the north and south of the Yangtze River. Everyone regards foot-binding as a beauty. How can it be banned?"
Li Qingzhao, who was sitting not far away, also sighed and said: "Su Weng once wrote a poem called "The Bodhisattva's Man: Chanting the Feet." Literary men and officials all regard women's small feet as beautiful. How can women not bind their feet? ?”
Chu Zhen was a little surprised: "Su Shi actually wrote such a poem about foot fetish and special hobby?" He glanced at Li Qingzhao's feet.
"My feet are not bound!!"
Li Qingzhao was so embarrassed that he hid his shoes.
Binding her feet hurt so much that she didn't want to, and her parents didn't force her too much. She told her parents at that time that if others hated her big feet, she might as well not get married.
Now Chu Langjun hates women’s foot binding very much...
Chu Zhen laughed and said to Zhu Yuanzhang:
"If footbinding cannot be banned, then abolish the lowly registration system, abolish household registration, abolish Confucianism, reform the imperial examination, reform the tax system, introduce a sea ban, share the land with the peasants, make the officials and gentry pay the grain together, abolish the hereditary system, encourage the people to do business, and allow the people to learn astronomy. …”
Every time he said something, Zhu Yuanzhang's face became filled with surprise and confusion, and when he heard what happened later, his face dropped.
Chu Zhen said with a joking smile: "It seems that none of these things can be done."
"Of course it can't be done!"
Zhu Yuanzhang shouted with a dark face.
Li Qingzhao, who was not far away, was also dumbfounded. He could faintly hear Lin Daiyu saying with a smile, "Uncle Chu is really... what a fantastic idea?"
For a long time,
"If it weren't for you kid."
Zhu Yuanzhang pointed at him and laughed and scolded: "I thought it was some traitor who was deceiving the public with his lies. What are these strategies of yours? If I believed you, the Ming Dynasty would be destroyed in three years!"
He thought that Chu Zhen would put forward suggestions such as promoting water conservancy, reducing taxes, and encouraging mulberry farming. Who knew that everything Chu Zhen said was so strange and cruel, and there were many that he didn't know what they meant!
Chu Zhen said with a smile: "If you copy everything I said, then the Ming Dynasty will definitely die. After all, I am talking about war on paper. But if the Ming Dynasty's policies do not change at all, the Ming Dynasty will still be the Ming Dynasty, and the three hundred years of Guo Zuo will be over."
"Can I still control it until three hundred years from now?!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was too lazy to say anything and turned around to leave.
Before leaving, I took a second look at the contents of the bag on the table.
"You can take those fruits back and eat them."
Chu Zhen said casually, "If Li Shimin doesn't take it, just take it all."
"this……"
Zhu Yuanzhang was very excited!
He had just eaten the first mango in his life, plus the first, two, and three fresh lychees in his life. However, on Chu Zhen's table, these fruits that even he, the emperor, could not eat, were placed randomly.
Even before, Chu Zhen divided half of it to his two wives, a young lady from the Song Dynasty and a young girl from the Ming Dynasty.
Apparently these fruits will be found everywhere in the Hereafter!
"Then...I won't be polite to you."
Zhu Yuanzhang shamelessly walked over and asked intentionally or unintentionally: "How much did you buy these fruits?"
"A pound costs about four or five cents."
Chu Zhen replied casually.
"Four or five cents!!?"
Zhu Yuanzhang was frightened.
Li Qingzhao was calculating how many kilograms of lychees he could buy with one tael of silver a month.
"So cheap." Lin Daiyu was also surprised. After knowing how cheap Uncle Chu's lychees were, she stretched out her slender hands, boldly picked another one and ate it, and signaled her sister Qingzhao to eat it too with her eyes.
"next time!!"
Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the five bags of fruit on the table, turned around, and said with a serious expression: "Next time I will send you ten pounds of gold, which will be used as the money for me to buy your fruit!"
"Ten pounds of gold? That's enough for you to buy..."
Chu Zhen was about to agree casually, but suddenly realized: "Am I not a eunuch purchased by the palace?"
"Hahaha!"
Zhu Yuanzhang, who had regained a victory, went back with five bags of fruit contentedly.
He took it back and gave it to his sister and Biao'er to eat.
