"What I am doing now is to deal with the current enemy. This matter is a bit complicated, and I can't explain much to you for a while. After a while, you will understand what I am doing now." Zhang Rui replied road.
Seeing that Zhang Rui had already said this, Zhu Yiyi couldn't say anything more in doubt. I had to move to other topics and said:
"King Han, today is the Qingming Festival. Should we go to the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum to pay homage? The Ming Xiaoling Tomb has been pretending to be paid homage by the Tatars for so many years. It is really a shame for us Han people. Now we have taken it back from the Tatars. Now that we are halfway across the country, we can pray to Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty for his blessings so that we can, like him, 'overthrow the Tartars and restore China.'"
"Huh? It's Qingming Festival so soon? Time flies so fast, I would have forgotten about it if you didn't tell me. Anyway, we should go and pay homage to Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum." Zhang Rui patted his head. , suddenly remembered and said.
"By the way, uncle, has the Ministry of Rites prepared anything for worship?"
"Don't worry, King Han. Officials from the Ministry of Rites have already been prepared, waiting for King Han to pass." Zhu Zhangzhang replied with a smile.
Although Zhu Yiyi had never had contact with this nephew before, he was now able to maintain respect for himself as a master, which really made Zhu Yiyi feel gratified. What's more, this nephew is still his pride?
"That's good. It seems that the people in the Ministry of Rites are not just freeloaders." Zhang Rui nodded with satisfaction after hearing Zhu Zhangyi's reply.
"In that case, uncle, let's go there together now! After the worship is over, I have to come back and be busy!"
"Okay, King Han." Zhu Zhangzhang replied, and suddenly said a little embarrassedly:
"By the way, your grandpa heard that the imperial court was going to pay homage to Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, and he also wanted to follow him. I couldn't stop him. It's always unethical for him to follow him like this, but I can't do anything with him. Here. Let me tell you in advance, do you think it would be okay for him to follow?"
"What's wrong with my grandpa going there? He's my grandpa, who can talk nonsense? Besides, going to pay homage is also out of respect for Ming Taizu, how can you say it's not polite? Uncle, you think too much Yes. And my grandpa’s surname is Zhu, so Ming Taizu might not be happy enough!” Zhang Rui replied nonchalantly.
Compared with many current rituals, ancient worshipers paid more attention to Feng Shui issues.
Even in modern times, there is no way to explain things about Feng Shui, fortune, gods and strange things. Confucius, who is known as the Sage of Kong, did not dare to talk about using strange power to disturb the gods, so Zhang Rui naturally would not do anything that violated the rules of this era.
Before traveling through time, Zhang Rui, as a new-age person, didn't believe in these things. But since traveling through time, Zhang Rui can't figure out what happened. There are too many unknowns in the world, and humans are insignificant compared to the entire universe. Therefore, I will not talk about it and deny the subtle existence of the entire world. As long as it doesn't violate the definition of worldview, Zhang Rui will just do it with hesitation!
In Zhang Rui's view, the reason why Zhu Dachang wanted to go to Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum to pay homage was simply because he heard somewhere that Ming Xiaoling Tomb had good feng shui, and he thought that paying homage could protect his family.
"That's good. Your grandpa is starting to compete with me. I really can't do anything about him." Zhu Zhangzhang said apologetically again.
"It's okay." Zhang Rui stretched out his hand to comfort him.
"It's getting late, let's talk while walking! After the worship is over, I still have a lot of things to be busy with."
"Okay..." Looking at Zhang Rui who was about to leave, Zhu Zhangyi quickly followed.
As Zhu Yiyi followed Zhang Rui outside the school grounds, he suddenly heard a faint sound like a series of lit firecrackers, rapid and even. The sound made Zhu Zhangyi think it was a gunshot, and then he shook his head and denied it.
"If it were gunshots, how fast would it be? It is indeed the Qingming Festival, and there are so many places to set off firecrackers." Zhu Zhang said to himself.
"Advisor Zhu, you have fallen behind. Please ride up and follow." A guard rode back to remind Zhu Zhangyi and said.
"Oh, I'll be there right away." When Zhu Yiyi came back to his senses, he realized that Zhang Rui was already riding a horse some distance away from him when he lost consciousness.
On the way there, Zhu Zhangyi instilled in Zhang Rui the idea of marrying a wife and having children to stabilize internal uneasiness.
Zhang Rui listened helplessly but could not refute. These other people were forced into marriage when they were thirty years old, and I was only eighteen years old, which was still an insignificant age.
Regarding Zhu Zhangyi's "forced marriage", Zhang Rui had to respond one by one. In any case, Zhu Zhangzhang did this for his own good and for the good of the entire bandit-suppressing army.
Furthermore, Zhang Rui also has someone he likes. If there were no imminent worries that made him busy like a dog all day long, getting married would definitely be a thing of the past.
In the remote countryside, Zhang Rui and others rode fast, and dust was flying and billowing everywhere they went. On the way, Zhang Rui asked Zhu Zhang some etiquette questions that need to be paid attention to when worshiping in order to change the topic.
Zhu Zhangyi didn't know much about the issue of this kind of big sacrifice. He could only say that he would let officials from the Ministry of Rites explain it when the time came. After all, sacrificial matters have always been in charge of the Ministry of Rites.
The anti-bandit army has just captured Nanjing, and everything is complicated. Therefore, in addition to reforming the prison army, Zhang Rui also tried not to change the mainstream understanding of the current era for the convenience of one person when it came to the reform and changes of officials in the imperial court. For example, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Households, etc. are still used.
The progress of the times cannot be achieved in one leap, and it takes time for people to adapt. Just like Ying Zheng and Yang Guang, both of them have done things that will benefit the present generation and benefit the future. The results of it? He was scolded so badly.
In all unstable situations, the system can only be left to be changed slowly and not impatiently.
Riding a horse and galloping all the way looks very exciting, but only those who are riding on the horse know how tired it is. At least Zhang Rui didn't feel comfortable on his butt. The bumps along the way made Zhang Rui miss the car he used to ride in. Even a bus with hard seats was more comfortable than riding a horse in this suburb.
"I don't know if I can safely ride in a car and go out for fun in this life. If I don't wear anything, I will be thrown into this rubbish Manchu and Qing Dynasty. I used to imagine that if I go back to ancient times and have nothing to do, I can take a few losers out to tease me. Little lady, but now looking at the malnourished common people all over the ground, busy trying to save their lives every day, I have no mood at all." Zhang Rui, who was bumping on the horse, couldn't help complaining again in his heart.
"Goodbye, my air conditioner, goodbye to my computer and TV, goodbye to my bus... Oh, no, I'll never see you again..."
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