According to the principle of "Left Ancestor, Right Society, Facing the Future Market" stated in "Zhou Li Kao Gong Ji". The imperial city of the Ming Dynasty was flanked by the Central Government Office District from Hongwu Gate to Chengtian Gate, and the Imperial Ancestral Temple and Sheji Altar from Chengtian Gate to Meridian Gate. In the former dynasty, Fengtian Hall, Huagai Hall, and Jinshen Hall were the core, and in the east were Wenhua Hall, Wenlou, with Wuying Hall and Wulou in the west; the back court is centered on Qianqing Palace and Kunning Palace, with Chunhe Palace in the east, Rouyi Hall, Fengxian Hall, Dashan Hall, Nine-Five Feilong Hall, and West Palace in the west. On the side are the East and West Sixth Palace, Gyeongbokgung Palace of Hanbangzi Kingdom, Forbidden City of Hue, Annam, and Shuri Castle of Ryukyu Kingdom. The construction was also modeled on the imperial city of the Ming Dynasty.
Due to the invasion of Japanese pirates at the end of Shun Dynasty and the civil strife in the country, many imperial offices were destroyed. In order to not affect the operation of the Ming Empire, and in addition to the country's initial establishment, the finances were tight to avoid wasting rooms, Zhu Xiluo hereby approved, The offices of some of the more important yamen were moved to the front hall of the imperial city, such as the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Husbandry, and the Ministry of Works. The Ministry of Personnel was in charge of official promotions, the Ministry of Husbandry was in charge of the world's money and food, and the Ministry of Works was in charge of the Ming Empire's government engineering infrastructure. Of course, As the decision-making office of the Ming Empire, the office of the cabinet is naturally located in the palace. In fact, the Jin Yiwei and the Ministry of Punishment are also very important, but Zhu Xiluo is afraid of noise, and the sound of crying for his father and mother every day will make Zhu Xiluo sleepless.
The Imperial City is very large, but every place has its use. However, there is a separate courtyard in a corner of the Imperial City. It is located in a relatively remote location. It has red walls and blue tiles. The shape of the house is also very ordinary. There are no carved beams or painted buildings, and there is no rockery pond. Passing through the Moon Gate is a vegetable garden. Because it is winter, there are no flowers blooming and green scenes in the courtyard. This is the place where the disgraced concubines of the previous dynasty lived. It is commonly known as the cold palace. As Zhu Xiluo's god-sister, Zhu Xirong Fortunately, he has his own courtyard in a place where only the emperor and his family are qualified to live. Because Zhu Xiluo did not have that many wives, and there were no concubines who were relegated to the cold palace, so Zhu Xiluo gave the cold palace to Zhu Xi. Rong, for a person without a family, although it is a cold palace, Zhu Xirong's heart is also unusually warm.
As a single old dog, Zhu Xirong's life is very simple. There are no opposite-sex dates, no class reunions, and no sisters meeting to dance in the square. Except for working hours, Zhu Xirong will stay in his small courtyard the rest of the time, playing around. In your own vegetable garden, find a record that you like and listen to a song that you can empathize with.
The weather is very good today. Zhu Xirong chooses to bask in the sun in his vegetable garden. The mounds of soil are covered with transparent felt cloth. Through the felt cloth, you can see the vegetable seedlings exposed inside. Zhu Xirong's charming face still remains. He showed a rare smile.
He leaned lightly on the recliner, and there was a cup of leftover tea on the coffee table next to him. Judging from the color and the granular sediment at the bottom of the cup, there was no doubt that this was Wang Immortal's black tea.
Zhu Xirong half-squinted her eyes and murmured in her mouth, which sounded like a poem when she listened carefully.
Don't ask about the past affairs when you are sad, go back to the King of Yue Terrace.
Where the partridges crow, the grass is green in the east wind, and the flowers are blooming in the lingering light.
Howling in despair, my hometown is surrounded by green mountains and green moss on the trees.
At that time, the bright moon was still in shadow, where did it come from?
This is a poem by Ni Zan of the Yuan Dynasty. The mountains are still there, but the desolate world is everywhere.
Zhu Xirong was the only woman in the Ming Dynasty who had been on the battlefield. Zhu Xirong had the good fortune to experience the obedient mediocrity and the cruelty of the Japanese pirates. She had seen the tragic scene of father and son cannibalizing each other, and she had seen her stomach being brutally torn open by the Japanese pirates. As a pregnant woman, she had seen soldiers rushing towards death one after another for unknown reasons. She cherished the experience because of the experience. However, the scenes that happened today made Zhu Xirong feel uneasy for a long time. Although it has been a long time, the memory is still unforgettable. Such tragic scenes Will it happen again, will innocent people become two-legged sheep?
If the couple starves to death together every year, it is better for the concubine to go to the vegetable market.
If you get three thousand pieces of money, you can travel one mile.
Because of the entry of Western progressive ideas, the status of women in the Ming Empire has improved, but there are still a small number of women serving as officials. Although Zhu Xirong is at the center and one of the elders of the cabinet, Zhu Xirong's voice is very low, so Zhu Xiluo seldom spoke and never put forward any opinions of his own. However, today Zhu Xirong feels that he has a lot to say but doesn't know where to start.
He sat up slightly, filled up the tea, blew out the tea leaves, and took a sip of the tea. Zhu Xirong picked up a book titled "Zhenguan Politicians". This book was where Wu Jing lived in the Tang Dynasty. This book records some of the moral principles of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty in governing the country. Later emperors admired this book very much. The first poem in the first volume of Emperor Kangxi's "Royal Poems of the Holy Ancestor" is "Zhenguan Politicians". Qianlong deeply admired the political skills and state-governing strategies of Tang Taizong and his ministers, and wrote the poem "Reading Zhenguan Political Important":
Yide's good words are in the compendium, and Youqin wants to meet him in the 23rd year.
The love of the candle has been suspended from the mirror, and the victory is known from the admonishment.
Fang Du had the ability to straighten him out, but the king of Wei was not afraid of anything.
There is no limit to the admiration of the high mountains, and the fragrant word "Yu" creates a banquet of calligraphy and ink.
Zhu Xirong is not young and has no heirs. Zhu Xirong's current situation is very suitable for lying down. However, Zhu Xirong has no intention of lying down. He has worked hard to build the world he has today. Zhu Xirong does not want to ruin it.
Opening a page, I saw it read: "In the early days of Zhenguan, Taizong said to his courtiers: "The way to be a king is to save the people first. If he harms the people in order to sacrifice his body, he will cut off his legs and eat his belly. If his belly is full, he will die. If the world is to be at peace, it is necessary to rectify the body first. If the body is not rectified, the shadow will be distorted, and the top will be governed but the bottom will be chaotic. Every time I think about harming my body, it is not caused by external objects, but by lust. If you are addicted to taste and play with pleasure, you will have many desires and will do great harm, which will not only hinder political affairs, but also disturb the livelihood of the people. And if an unreasonable word comes back, all the surnames will be disintegrated, resentments will be made, and rebellion will also arise. Every time I think about this, I dare not indulge. Wei Zheng, an admonishing doctor, said: "The ancient sages and sages all had their bodies close to them, so they could see things far away." In the past, Chu hired Zhan He and asked him about the importance of governing the country. Zhan He asked him about the art of self-cultivation. The King of Chu also asked how it was to govern the country, and Zhan He said: "I have never heard of anyone who governs the country personally but the country is in chaos." 'Your Majesty's explanation is actually the same as the ancient meaning. "
This paragraph profoundly explains the principle that the people are the most important, the country is second, and the king is the least important. However, in the Ming Empire, from the monarch to the ministers, down to the common people, there are still a few people who know the importance of the common people.
Gently rubbing his swollen eyes, Zhu Xirong sighed, then stood up, bent down in front of a recipe, stretched out his hand to lift the transparent felt cloth, picked off the vegetable seedlings with rotten leaves, and exclaimed, "If it doesn't break, it won't stand. Break and then stand."
Zhu Xirong once again covered the thin vegetable seedlings that could not withstand the erosion of wind and rain with transparent felt cloth, rubbed his sore waist, and walked back to the house. The furnishings in the house were also simple and modern, with no guqin, no calligraphy and painting by famous people, and a few handfuls of pear wood. Table, chairs, and a TV.
Zhu Xirong sat down and turned on the TV. Seeing Zhang Jingjun jumping up and down on the TV, Zhu Xirong showed a rare smile and said, "It's better to be young."
Picking up the iron pestle and stabbing the charcoal stove, adding a shovelful of charcoal, Zhu Xirong sat down, covered her knees with a blanket, and closed her eyes.
The world is full of vicissitudes, but dreams are beautiful.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a shout outside Zhu Xirong’s door. Zhu Xirong opened his eyes and heard the shout. A slight smile appeared on his face. He lifted the blanket. Zhu Xirong stood up. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw A ball of flesh made itself come.
It was not beyond my expectation. Looking at the person coming,
"Fourth brother, you are here"
"Hehe, aunt, isn't Wu Chu coming to see you?"
The person who came was none other than Zhu Wuyi, Wang Busheng's cheap disciple. Because of the Empress Huang, Zhu Wuyu and Zhu Xirong were also very close. Zhu Xirong had no heirs, but he also loved Zhu Wuyu.
"It's cold outside, why don't you come in quickly?" He looked at Zhu Wuju dotingly, and Zhu Xirong pulled him into the house.
"Aunt, my nephew has thick skin and is not cold."
"Nonsense," he asked Zhu Wuyu to sit down, moved the charcoal stove towards Zhu Wuyu, then walked to the back and took out plates of melon and fruit snacks, "These are your favorite foods. You have been away for most of the year. You don’t know how much waste my aunt has done here!”
Zhu Xirong's face was full of doting, and she hugged her a few more times until the table was full.
"That's enough, aunt, it's really enough. My nephew can't eat it either." Looking at the table full of fruits and pastries, even the foodie Zhu Wuyu felt that he couldn't eliminate them.
"If you can't eat it, take it home and eat it slowly,"
"Thank you, aunt. My mother said that I have been a little fat recently and asked me to eat less." Picking up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus filling and putting it into his mouth, Zhu Wuyu took a bite and praised it, "It tastes really good."
"If it tastes good, just eat more, and you won't lose weight without this meal,"
"Well, I listen to my aunt." Zhu Wuyu smiled naively and picked up a piece of pastry, "Auntie, you can eat it too."
"Haha, my aunt is old and can't eat sweet things. My aunt will watch you eat it." Wiping away the residue from the corner of Zhu Wuyu's mouth, Zhu Xirong said with a hint of complaint, "You, you just don't make people worry. As a prince, you run around everywhere, and you have been out for more than half a year, so you are not afraid of any shortcomings."
"Auntie can't." He took a sip of hot tea and said, "My master is very powerful and he will protect me."
Speaking of the king's immortality, Zhu Wuyu started to talk more, "Auntie, you don't know that my master is amazing. He is known as the Wenquxing. He can read at the age of three. He has read all the ancient books at the age of four. He can compose poems at the age of five. He knows five things from heaven." One hundred years, I know five hundred years.”
Zhu Xirong became interested and said, "Oh, he is a scholar, so he has a great reputation."
Zhu Wuyu automatically ignored the question of whether he had fame or not. After all, fame is the criterion for measuring whether a person is talented. Unfortunately, his master did not have it. He only heard Zhu Wuyu continue, "My master is not only good at reading, but also very good at martial arts. Thirty or fifty people are no match for him."
"Haha, he is an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs."
"Not only that, he is also a business genius," Zhu Wuyu pointed to the tea, then several plates of pastries, "these are all produced by his snack workshop."
"Did he call Wang Immortal?" After listening to Zhu Wuyu's statement, Zhu Xirong asked.
"Auntie has also heard of him." Zhu Wuyi was a little excited. Zhu Wuyi knew Zhu Xirong's temperament very well. He was the kind who didn't care about anything. Of course, no one would arouse her interest. She is like an old woman who knows her destiny, waiting for the day when the sun sets.
"Black tea is so delicious, and my aunt has learned more about it," Zhu Xirong replied casually, her thoughts returning to half a month ago. The arrogant and arrogant young lady of the Zhang family begged for a man. Zhu Xirong was puzzled, but knew there must be a reason until the case came to light.
"Auntie, if you have the opportunity to meet him, you will definitely find that my master is not only very capable, but also very interesting."
"Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. It is good for the fourth child to go out early, but not for too long. Remember that the palace is your home," Zhu Xirong said meaningfully.
