Chapter 702: Slapping the second prince and kicking the seventh prince

Style: Historical Author: Fengdu QingjiangWords: 2075Update Time: 24/01/12 08:04:37
"Chongwen Temple has done a good job this time. It took the initiative to open study classes to urge scholars and officials to create poems and other poems. It also opened study classes that demanded freedom and laxity, was not very enthusiastic about the prosperity of Chinese culture, and was against the constitution of the imperial court. The literati and officials who did not have enough ideological understanding were concentrated on studying, and the time for them to study intensively was only eleven hours. This does not count as a violation of the law that officials at all levels shall not detain soldiers and civilians for twelve hours without reason! It can be regarded as a good implementation of my will. "

At this time, Zhu Youxiao also mentioned in Zhengshi Hall that Chongwen Temple urged literati to create, and expressed his affirmation.

Then, Zhu Youxiao looked at Chen Weisong, the Minister of Rites, who was summoned to the political hall: "But what's going on with your Ministry of Rites? I issued an instruction to urge workers to make the most glorious ideals for workers a concept unanimously recognized by the military and civilians across the country. It’s been a long time, your Ministry of Rites, as a central government agency that also deals with literati and officials, why didn’t you take corresponding measures?”

Chen Weisong was somewhat resistant to the idea that literati and officials should be like craftsmen and required them to actively create, so he interfered with their lives and even had to re-educate them.

Therefore, Chen Weisong also replied: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites is somewhat different from Chongwen Temple. Chongwen Temple has the official duties of inspecting prohibited documents and the responsibility of Zhengtian Wenwen, so it can take away literati at will and educate them, but the Ministry of Rites is responsible for education. The purpose of the land was to revitalize culture and education, but it did not have the power to control the literati, so it did nothing."

"Don't you know how to organize more activities in your Ministry of Rites? You can even organize some literati to go to places like the Saarhu, Tumubao, Poyang Lake, the Urals, Siberia, Sakhalin, and the Volga River to collect and create works. Corresponding works, in order to prosper our Chinese culture, also make the achievements of the Han Dynasty created by the Ming Dynasty and the heroic deeds of the soldiers who died or made meritorious service in these places known to the world in more ways, and then make this kind of achievements for the country The spirit of working hard for the nation will be carried forward, and more Han cultural symbols will appear in all places in my Chinese homeland!"

Zhu Youxiao said.

"I am stupid and did not think of this. I will remember your Majesty's instructions."

Chen Weisong replied.

Zhu Youxiao snorted and said: "I think you are not stupid, but you have not kept up with your thinking. You have never thought of carrying forward this spirit of dedication to the country and nation, and you are not willing to praise these great people, but would rather The eyes are focused on high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and even prostitutes and actresses, and there is no awareness of writing articles for these ordinary soldiers who are actively working to make the country strong and prosperous!"

With that said, Zhu Youxiao said: "I don't think you need to be the Minister of Rites. You also have to go to the good life to study. You can't just stay in the capital or the court. You don't know the hardships of the people all over the world. You don't know today." Why did this prosperous age come about!"

When Zhu Youxiao said this, Chen Weisong was stunned. He did not expect that His Majesty the Emperor would ask him to study too.

To be honest, Chen Weisong couldn't understand that the older the Emperor is today, the more he likes to do things that are unpredictable, and the more he can do new things that make you worse than death.

"You go to the places I mentioned just now to study, which is equivalent to going on an official tour. I will use my own money to pay for your official tour. You go to those places and have a good look at them, and learn from the people there. Every time you go After you finish studying in a place, give me a memorandum, which is regarded as your study report! If you study well, I will naturally use you."

Zhu Youxiao said, and then ordered: "Ask Wu Mengming to send two knights in royal robes to accompany Chen Aiqing when the time comes. If I find out that I didn't go, I won't let you go lightly!"

Chen Weisong was even more shocked after hearing this.

Poyang Lake and Tumubao are okay, but what are the places like Saarhu, Siberia, Sakhalin, the Ural Mountains, and the Volga River that are good to travel to? Those places are extremely bitter and cold. Everyone knows if you can come back. This is all a problem, especially for literati. It is called studying, but it is better to say that it is exile. The key is to go to another place after being exiled to the first place. Such tossing back and forth, even the iron-clad body cannot withstand it!

Chen Weisong trembled because of this and said: "Your Majesty, no, I will die if you do this!"

Then, Chen Weisong said again: "As the Minister of Rites, I have indeed failed to implement your Majesty's instructions before. Please give me a chance to make meritorious deeds!"

Zhu Cican on the side was also shocked. He did not expect that his father would suddenly blame Chen Weisong for this matter, and even ask him to go to Siberia, the Volga River, and Sakhalin Island to learn from the local people.

Zhu Cican naturally did not want Chen Weisong to leave the capital, or even be sent to the far north and die in a foreign country because of this.

Because he has always regarded Chen Weisong as his mentor and think tank.

Therefore, Zhu Cican couldn't help but stand up and plead for mercy at this time: "Father, Mr. Chen, he is over fifty years old and is not suitable to go to a bitter and cold place to suffer. Please forgive me, father! Besides, as a son and minister, he is not suitable to suffer in a bitter and cold place." You see, literati and officials are different from workers and peasants. You can’t just write whatever you want them to write, because articles are made by nature and can only be obtained by chance. You can’t force them!”

Snapped!

Zhu Youxiao, who happened to stand up and walk towards Chen Weisong at this time, suddenly slapped Zhu Cican in the face after hearing what Zhu Cican said: "Asshole! Scholars and doctors are different from workers and peasants. Tell me, what is the difference? !”

Zhu Cican suddenly felt a burning pain on his face, and he was so frightened that he crouched on the ground: "Father, my son!"

At this time, Zhu Cikai saw this and said hurriedly: "Father, second brother, he has no other intentions. He just kindly pities Mr. Chen because he is not suitable for studying in such a cold place at his age!"

Zhu Youxiao also directly kicked Zhu Cikai, knocking him to the ground on the spot: "You think I don't know how cold that place is? But how many soldiers of my Ming Dynasty can go there, why can't he go there? Which of my soldiers of the Ming Dynasty can go there? There are also veteran generals and military doctors with white beards and hair!"

Zhu Cikai only felt a sharp pain in his chest, but he didn't care about anything. He stood up and knelt down obediently, and said fearfully: "Yes! Father, please punish me!"

Zhu Cican was already feeling scared at the side. Only now did he realize that he had just said the wrong thing because he was in a hurry and wanted to plead for Chen Weisong. He actually said something different between a scholar, a doctor, and a worker and peasant. And this This made his father, who had always been unwilling to put scholars and officials at the top of the people, angry at himself.

Zhu Cican regretted it now, and was deeply afraid that his father's opinion of him would decline because of this, so he said tremblingly: "I also made a mistake in my words and understanding. I shouldn't have said that scholars and doctors are different from workers and peasants. They are all the same." Han people are all equal, but they only have different professions. I made a mistake in my expression for a moment, which caused my father to misunderstand me. I ask my father to calm down and forgive me for my mistake!"

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