I don't know since when, Emperor Wu Ding has not killed anyone for a long time. The killing here refers to killing for the sake of killing, rather than fighting like in Korea and Sakhalin.
For a long time, Liu Xingzuo and Zhangdong stopped arresting rebels and imprisoned them in imperial prisons. This was not so much the collapse of the imperial spy's reign of terror, but rather because the emperor, like ordinary people, would grow old, sick, and die, and would grow up. .
As he grew older, Emperor Wu Ding's character continued to mature and his preferences continued to change. The year before last, he might have been a murderous maniac, but this year he suddenly put down his butcher knife and recited the Great Compassion Mantra.
"Swallowing the Starry Sky: Sign in to Become a God"
Killing is not the purpose, but just a means. Now, he is going to attack his uncle. This is a new beginning for the empire. As the saying goes, one must be strong without desire. As a king, you can only kill everyone in the world by starting with the people around you.
Tianxin City, which was in the middle of a storm, had been under construction for less than three years, but it was already unfinished. The government and the bank ignored it. Uncle Jin left the mess to the court and asked his brother-in-law to take over.
"You didn't think of me when you were trying to make money. If I was left to take the blame for the failure, the government would force the people to rebel, and shake the country's foundation, it would be a shameful thing to do!"
Liu Zhaosun stroked the wooden model of Tianxin City placed in the palace. The model is only the size of a washbasin. When Lei Jiangtou handed the model to the Supreme Emperor three years ago, Liu Zhao and Sun Ji kept this thing with him.
After countless times of playing and polishing, the piece of wood has been coated with pulp and exudes a feminine color and touch.
After countless times of playing and polishing, the Supreme Emperor was able to assemble and disassemble the model with his eyes closed. From the front pillars to the back hall, from the Temple of Heaven to the Temple of Earth, from the arsenal to the museum, all the memories of Tianxin City were turned into pieces of wood. It was assembled and rebuilt in front of Emperor Wu Ding.
For more than three years, the Supreme Emperor has been looking at this model day and night, imagining what the capital will look like when it is completed. Only today did he realize that what he was waiting for was just a piece of wood made for him by a craftsman. .
The empire is like this thing in front of me. It is of no use, and everything becomes empty.
When Liu Zhaosun realized this tragic ending, he did not accept his fate.
He poured his hope into his children. To be precise, it was Liu Kan, the Emperor of Taichu. If he could not get rid of the cyclical law throughout his life, then his successors should continue to work hard. In the lifetime of the successors, Daqi may have new opportunities.
The children pretended to obey the Emperor's advice, but neither Liu Yufei nor Liu Kan were interested in Tianxin City.
Taking the eldest princess as an example, Liu Yufei's appearance changed drastically after she contracted smallpox. Her originally pretty face was covered with pockmarks.
Fortunately, the eldest princess does not need to worry about her marriage. As long as the emperor gives the order, countless children from the two families who are more beautiful than Pan An will compete to be the first to run for the prince-in-law. It is said that the eldest princess is thirteen years old this year and has reached the age of marriage. However, Emperor Wu Ding was still hesitant, hesitating whether to use Liu Yufei as a political tool and marry a certain prince of Europe, even if the prince was much older than the princess.
After Pei Dahu left, Emperor Wu Ding sent for a friend of the high priest named João Frederico Ludovise, a talented Portuguese young man who was said to be quite accomplished in architectural art.
The Supreme Emperor got straight to the point: "The proud project in the east of Junzhou City is now unfinished. Countless workers and others have resumed work. However, the project funds issued by the empire have disappeared. From your point of view, it is impossible to continue to build Tianxin City." Is it a good deal, or should we reinvent the wheel and start over somewhere else?”
The Portuguese have been told by the high priest that they can never say "no" to the Eastern king. Even with their eyes, they must show extreme respect. Moreover, the Supreme Emperor was betrayed by his cronies and was in anger.
Ludovice was known as Ludovico while living in Italy, but later dropped his family name of Ludovice twice after arriving in Portugal.
"Your Majesty, if you want to achieve the goals of the empire, you must be good at reconciling with the past." Frederico thought in his heart.
The tyrant standing in front of him, who calls himself the "King of Kings," knows nothing about what he wants to do. He is a paranoid, a fool, and a lunatic.
He thought that as long as he relied on his emperor's will, he could organize hundreds of thousands of people to build an unprecedented and world-beating magnificent building in a barbaric land far away from the plains. It was bigger than the Louvre, bigger than the pyramids, bigger than the Great Wall. A building more magnificent than the Mayan temples and Notre Dame de Paris.
The Emperor just said to me, Ludwig or Ludwig, or as he said to the Portuguese ears, Ludwig, I want Tianxin City, Tianxin City suddenly appeared?
dream!
"Your Majesty, life is short. The Tianxin City you want will cost one hundred years of labor wealth, far more than ten years."
Liu Zhaosun was shocked. It was not ten years, but how could it suddenly become a hundred years?
"Judging from the models you loaded and unloaded, perhaps a hundred years will not be enough. Your Majesty will be gone by then; your children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren His children are also dead; I ask with great respect, is it worth building a capital that took two thousand years to complete?"
Liu Zhaosun was a little unhappy. Out of the emperor's tolerance, he controlled his emotions and allowed the Portuguese to continue talking.
"Even if you are still alive a hundred years later and become the longest-lived king, compared with the endless river of history, Tianxin City is just a grain of sand on the beach... ·In short, the project is long, but life is short.”
The time traveler didn't like others to disobey him. He thought that Tianxin City had not been completed when Liu Kan died, and he fell into sadness.
João Frederico Ludovise bowed and left. He was going to revise the design drawings and start the construction of a new capital city. He has not finished drawing the enlarged Tianxin City drawing, and the location is still in Junzhou.
The order was given to call for labor again, and the people came. Some people come voluntarily, some are moved by the promise of high salaries, some are adventurous, and some want to get rid of emotional entanglements, but almost all of them are forced to come.
A notice was posted in the square. Since the number of volunteers was too small, the training officer led the town police soldiers to the streets, broke into every house, pushed open the backyard gate, and went to the fields to see those stubborn people who refused to leave. Where were the guys hiding? By evening, 10, 20, or 30 men were gathered together. If there were more people captured than escorted, they would be tied up with ropes just like convicts or slaves. The methods vary. Sometimes their waists are strung together with ropes, sometimes they are tied together with makeshift neck collars, and sometimes their ankles are tied together. The same scene can be seen everywhere. According to His Majesty's order, you go to work at the Mafula construction site; if the instructors are enthusiastic and dedicated to their duties, no matter whether they are young and strong, weak or even just over the age of children, they will not be spared. People refuse at first, try to escape, and give excuses: the wife is about to give birth, the mother is old, there are a lot of children, the wall is half-built, there is no food at home, and the fallow land needs to be cultivated; if you state these reasons, the patrolman will not wait until you finish talking. They took action and were beaten if they dared to resist. Many people were bleeding as they were led on the road.
The women were running and crying; the children were howling loudly.
The laborers were concentrated to the north bank of the Yangtze River, to the Wudang Mountains, to the Han River or the Danjiang River, to nameless villages on the coast of the empire, and to the vicinity of the execution platform.
In Jingxiang. In Junzhou, in Wendeng, Shandong, in the land of Liaodong, in the Mongolian grasslands, in the mountains and plains, wherever His Majesty the Emperor's power goes, people are tied to chariots, which is real bondage.
They were only loosened if they were tied so tightly that they tripped over each other; everywhere women and children begged their trainers and tried to bribe each other with a few eggs or a hen, these poor poor Stuff doesn't work at all.
Because the Da Qi Empire needed people to perform corvee labor, it needed to brutally collect gold, emeralds, diamonds, pepper and cinnamon from remote areas.
Moscow doesn’t believe in tears, and neither does the Empire.
The conscripts walked across fields, across rivers, and across hills, from one place to another. The post roads were reserved for the imperial soldiers, and they could only walk on small roads.
They were walking on the path made with their feet, and the weather above them was constantly changing, with the daunting scorching sun and the torrential rain. Everything turned into a curse on Da Qi and the Supreme Emperor, and turned into the labor chants of the workers.
"Emperor Qi dies and the earth is divided!"
"Hey ho
Hey ho
hey-hey
Hey ho
Hey ho
hey-hey
Yunshi Nanshan
Thousands of pounds on shoulders
Thousands of people hang their heads
One person goes to heaven
Yunshi Nanshan
Thousands of pounds on shoulders
Thousands of people are hanging their necks.
One person goes to heaven
One person goes to heaven! "
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"This time to deal with Uncle Jin Guo, will the Emperor kill the donkey or cut the meat to feed the tiger?"
"In the Jingxiang area, the people's corvée work has continued to the 30th year of Taichu. In the next few decades, the people's energy and financial resources will be spent on the piles of wooden frames and cement in Tianxin City, like prisoners. You don't know these things ?"
Wu Xiao really didn't know what was happening in Huguang. The local officials' oppression of the people had reached an outrageous level. From this point of view, the Tianxin City under construction was just a large Ninggu Pagoda. Xie Yang and the others had explained that the large How Qi's tax and corvee system was tampered with by state and county officials, and how it turned into tyranny and bad government step by step.
Now when he heard what Pei Dahu said, he couldn't help but feel horrified. Half of the officials in Huguang were deceiving the imperial court. By building Tianxin City, they embezzled huge amounts of materials and embezzled millions of taels of silver. These corrupt officials thought that after they had enough to eat and drink, , fled to Nanming with a slap on the butt, got an official position in the hands of Emperor Hongguang, and continued to maintain a luxurious life.
The Daqi Empire created by Liu Zhaosun had serious flaws in its power design, such as giving too much power to middle-level officials. For example, the head of the empire had been on the front line of the war for a long time, and a core group of civilian officials followed the emperor everywhere.
The long-term abnormal political system has allowed the middle and upper classes of the empire to breed a large number of wanton worms. They are connected with relatives, friends, disciples, and colleagues, and are intertwined in various chambers of commerce, schools, workshops, and even the army. On top of the whole body.
Liu Zhaosun was determined to scrape the bones and cure the poison (otherwise he would not have asked Pei Dahu to arrest his uncle). However, the new direct lineage had not yet been developed, and suddenly it would have disastrous consequences for these tiger-fly opponents.
If left unchecked, corruption and chaos would spread like a virus, from the far corners of the empire to the palace where Liu Zhaosun was.
Originally thought that by cleaning up Kang Yingqian, Qiao Yiqi and others, the power would be firmly in the hands of the Supreme Emperor, but in the end it only breeds more moths. The time traveler suddenly understood that Emperor Jiajing had not killed Yan Song and his son for a long time. Probably all emperors need a white man. The gloves need a Yan Song-like figure to hold them in front.
Sun Chuanting couldn't do Yan Song, and neither could Ma Shiying. The two restrained each other and refused to give in. Many of the emperor's new policies and national policies were greatly reduced in execution efficiency because of the overt and covert fighting between these two people.
Compared with Yan Song, Kang Yingqian had a close relationship with the Supreme Emperor. Kang Yingqian always had a bottom line when doing things in Daqi. This was to fight without breaking through, and he would not say that even major events were delayed because of party disputes.
Thinking of this, Liu Zhaosun began to miss this little old man whose ancestors sold aphrodisiacs more and more. He hesitated whether to recall Kang Yingqian to Daqi to help him deal with this big mess.
It would be best if Qiao Yiqi comes back too. The two supervisors haven't seen each other for a long time.
When Pei Dahu, Lin Yu, and Wu Xiao were still a hundred miles away from Junzhou, the envoys sent by the uncle came to greet them, which surprised the three of them.
Even a slow-responsive person like Lin Yu knew that their itinerary had been leaked to Uncle Guo long ago.
In other words, there are people from Jin Dajiu in Shenyang, Liaodong.
Perhaps, they and the Daqi they were loyal to were not far from death.
