Needless to say, there is no need to say more about a night of ecstasy.
The next day, Su Yonglin got up early.
Today is a holiday. Except for the officials on duty, most officials can rest at home. Su Yonglin does not need to go to Wanmin Hall to continue being an old scalper. After doing physical exercise and taking a shower as usual, he changed his clothes and got ready in the study. Preface your political commentary.
After thinking for a moment, Su Yonglin picked up his pen and started writing quickly.
He advocated the writing of official articles and instructions in vernacular in the central government, and promoted unified punctuation, striving to make everyone understandable and convenient to read. He changed the practice of writing in obscure classical Chinese and set off the vernacular movement.
Under his influence and orders, the official documents of the Ming Dynasty took the lead in changing to the vernacular. Later, the official documents within the Renaissance Association, military documents, official memorials, etc. were all converted to the vernacular.
Then came the changes in writing habits of officials at all levels.
Now, due to the encouragement of the imperial court, the personal writing habits of civilians have also changed in the direction of vernacular.
After leading the wave of vernacular writing, Su Yonglin's own preface was naturally based on vernacular writing, striving to be easy to understand and not pursuing gorgeous and meaningless rhetoric.
He doesn't care about things that are meaningless in the era of innovation. Anyway, Tang poetry and Song lyrics have been almost written by classical scholars. The peak period of Chinese classical culture has passed, and there are enough gorgeous cultural treasures for future generations to enjoy.
Since the rise of civilians has become the trend of the times, let’s start the era of civilian culture from now on.
He hoped that what he wrote would be deeply rooted in people's hearts, so that even a farmer who had just escaped from ignorance could understand what he wrote, what his intention was, and learn some of it.
Anyway, Su Yonglin, whom the world thinks is a man in heaven, is actually just an ordinary person, not an emperor.
He was born in Dinghai County, Qingyuan Prefecture, on the third day of March in the eighth year of Shaoxing in the Southern Song Dynasty. He was a very ordinary baby.
His mother just got married to his father and got pregnant after having sex. Her experience was very ordinary.
She did not dream about the moon and the sun flying into her arms, nor was she attacked by a flying dragon in the field, nor did she dream about doing anything wrong with Tianlong. The hat on her father's head was the right color and definitely did not emit green light.
There are no horns on his head, no tail on his back, and no extraordinary bloodline. He is definitely a pure human being.
It was a sunny afternoon on the day he was born. The sun was shining brightly and the climate was warm. There was no abnormality in the sky and earth. There were no thunder, lightning, or violent winds. There was only the sound of a baby crying.
Before he was born, no auspicious beast came to the door of the house, there were no two dragons playing at the door of the house, and of course there were no auspicious birds that stayed on the branches in the yard of the house and called - if the sparrows from his hometown were counted.
Of course, there was no white light in the delivery room, nor did it make the room brighter than the outside, which would blind people's eyes.
Naturally, there is no red snake coiled on the mother's bed - if the mother sees a big red snake coiled on the bed, she will be frightened to death, right?
There was no white light, and of course no purple light, no red light, and no black gas. No neighbors were surprised. The livestock at home were also peaceful and were made into soup to replenish the mother's health.
There was no fragrance surrounding the delivery room, nor was his body covered in gold, nor would it disappear after three days.
There were no words on his body, and no immortal came down to touch his head. He was born peacefully and grew up normally under the care of his parents.
His grandfather was Su Dingguang, an official of the Southern Song Dynasty. He accompanied Yue Fei in his Northern Expedition and later served as the governor of the state.
His father was a member of the imperial examination, had studied and participated in the imperial examination, but before he could pass the examination, he died at sea because of the family's smuggling of salt.
My grandfather was disillusioned with his ideals of the Northern Expedition and became a lawless person selling smuggled salt. The whole family also started their business because of smuggling salt, but the end was not good, and my father died because of it.
Not long after his father died, his mother also died of illness. He became an orphan and was raised by his grandfather.
Later, his grandfather died of illness when he was sixteen years old. He supported the family business alone. During this period, he suffered many hardships and was made things difficult by some Southern Song officials and his grandfather's subordinates. Of course, in the end, he solved all these problems one by one.
If there were no big problems, he would of course continue to live in the Southern Song Dynasty, because although he had suffered many hardships, he had excellent living conditions and good food and clothing.
What kind of bike do you need?
But no, because he has seen his own life, and he has seen real hell.
The miserable life of the common people in the Southern Song Dynasty made him very painful. He could not figure out why some people could enjoy good food, drink hot food and wear gold and jade, while some people could only dry their urine and eat the salt precipitated from their urine.
He couldn't figure out why some people could eat well, drink hot food, and enjoy themselves in a magnificent house, while some people could only freeze to death miserably in the cold wind, be rolled up in torn mats, and thrown into mass graves.
He couldn't figure it out.
But later he figured out that the problem might not just be corrupt officials, but some other issues.
So he decided to take a different path than before, and wanted to try a path that could keep everyone full without much gap between them.
But this road did not work in the Southern Song Dynasty, so he decided to go to the Jin Kingdom to take advantage of the loopholes and overthrow the Jin Kingdom to re-establish a country that was completely different from the Southern Song Dynasty. It was not for the glory and wealth of a few people, but for the well-being of tens of millions of people. The country established.
This country is now the Ming Dynasty.
The meaning of the name he chose for his country was "Everywhere the light of the sun and moon reaches is a paradise for the people." His Ming Kingdom was such an ideal country.
And he is struggling for this. This book is the crystallization of his thoughts in the process of struggle, recording his struggle experience.
He hopes that people who read this book can think more, understand his mental journey, and reflect on the aristocratic history dominated by emperors and generals in the past.
A history book that only tells stories about emperors and generals is an incorrect history book.
A true history book should not only reflect the leadership and determination of top leaders, but also the hard work of grassroots builders and producers.
Their generation should strive to break away from the old era, walk their own path, and move toward a tomorrow that belongs to tens of millions of living beings.
History that builds genealogies for emperors, generals, and ministers is by no means real history. Real history should not only include emperors, generals, and ministers, but also thousands of ordinary working people.
Books should not only contain the words of saints, nor should they contain only benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trust, nor should they contain only talented people, beauties, monsters, and monsters, but they should also contain the working people.
If no one takes the lead in doing this, then he will be the leader, and he, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, will be the leader, and his Ming Dynasty will be the country of tomorrow.
His book is for them.
He also hopes that people who read this book will also fight for them.
[Comrades, the road to saying goodbye to the past starts from now on]
After writing the last word, Su Yonglin put down the pen, picked up the paper full of words, and blew on the paper gently.
After reading it, I found that there were no typos, grammatical errors or logical problems. It was basically the truth and what I spoke from my heart.
This is a letter written by a human emperor without noble blood to his people. He hopes that the contents of this letter and this book can enter the hearts of the people and become his followers.
To be honest, writing this preface and making it public is equivalent to a public declaration of war against the Song Dynasty.
He was very candid, so as long as people in the Song Dynasty were not stupid, they would definitely understand his purpose of writing this preface.
However, he didn't care whether Song people were stupid or not.
Because the Southern Song Dynasty couldn't defeat him.
As of now, there is no country more powerful than the Ming Dynasty in the world, and there is no force that can threaten the existence of the Ming Dynasty.
No need to be secretive, just announce everything you want to do and what you want to say.
The changes of the times require the participation of all the people. He alone cannot pull the heavy wheels of the times.
He needs many, many followers to fight with him and push the wheel of the times together, so that this heavy Chinese chariot can slowly move forward and move towards the right path.
As long as this path continues, it will inevitably bring about more chain reactions.
That's what he wanted to see.
