Those who are greedy for ink will have their homes confiscated by nine clans.
Originally, he was still thinking about how to deal with Hu Weiyong and Zhu Biao. After hearing Chu Ze's proposal, he couldn't help but look sideways at this guy.
He had heard of the killing of the Nine Tribes, but this Nine Tribes confiscated their homes.
"Those who participated in the rebellion must be punished by death. But for those who embezzled money from the imperial court, if they were just the main culprits, it would not be enough to punish them. After all, this incident was not just a matter of embezzlement."
"And it is impossible for him to be the only one who benefits from corruption. By directly confiscating the homes of the nine clans, it can not only collect finances, but also serve as a warning to future generations."
"If you have a relative who is an official in the court, then you'd better be careful! If you are willing to accuse him of being greedy for money and preying on the people, then the court will absolve you of the crime of ransacking your home. Otherwise, when the scandal comes out, you will have to follow suit. Disaster."
"What happened this time is just right to implement this, especially now that the imperial court has increased the benefits of servants. After counting daily expenses and some invisible consumption, servants can still have a lot of money left."
"Before, they were greedy for ink. It can be said that they had no choice but to do so. But if they are still greedy now, then it is a crime worthy of death."
"However, population is an important resource for the empire, so in fact, given the current situation, we should not kill at will, especially large-scale killings."
"It's a pity that these people died like this. If these people were sent to farm, they could produce a lot of food."
"Furthermore, the marriageable population should not be killed indiscriminately. After three generations of labor reform, the status of their descendants as common people will be restored."
"While maintaining the population, it also brings additional income to the empire."
"Of course, I'm just giving you an opinion. If you think it's suitable, use it. If you don't think it's suitable, it doesn't matter."
Chu Ze's statement actually copied some modern things and then added some of his own understanding.
After Zhu Biao listened to his proposal, the haze on Zhu Biao's face gradually dissipated.
For some people, the death penalty cannot be forgiven, otherwise the law will no longer exist and everything will be in chaos.
But this time too many people were involved.
Moreover, many of these people contributed to the founding of the country by being dragged into the pirate ship by Hu Weiyong.
The death penalty is not a crime, after all, he did not participate in the rebellion.
But the guilt is there.
And what Chu Ze said now coincides with Zhu Biao's thoughts.
"Okay, I have adopted your suggestion. I will write a memorial and give it to my father later."
"As for how to deal with it at that time, it depends on the situation. Although the evidence of the crime is basically there, there is still a breaking point. It depends on when Hu Weiyong can no longer rely on him."
"We will have to discuss this matter with my fourth brother at that time. All those who should be exiled will be sentenced to death. Later, we will ask our fourth brother to come forward to intercede and change the guilt of these people to exile and forced labor."
“This way, it can also add some stability.”
Zhu Biao did a good job in considering the details of this matter.
Although the matter has not happened yet, he still took everything into consideration in detail.
The two young men, just drinking together by the lotus pond, had already decided the future fate of many people.
Sometimes people are really so wonderful.
Obviously we are all human beings. Some people just say a few words, but they can determine the lives of others.
Maybe you feel this is unfair, but there is no such thing as fairness in this world.
"Teacher, teacher, you are here!"
"Teacher, are you going to teach us today? What shall we learn today?"
While Chu Ze and Zhu Biao were chatting, two little voices suddenly sounded from the path beside them.
When he heard the teacher's calls, Chu Ze's expression suddenly froze.
"Xiongying, Twelve, you two, slow down and be careful not to fall."
After hearing the little guy's voice behind him, Zhu Biao also turned around and looked behind him.
When he saw Zhu Bai running towards this side with Zhu Xiongying, he couldn't help but get up and greet him.
"Hello, big brother!"
"Xiongying has met his father, and wishes him well!"
"Why are you here? Who told you we were here?"
Zhu Biao looked at the well-behaved Zhu Bai and his son.
He couldn't help but reach out and rub the two little guys' heads lovingly.
"It's Grandma Huang! Uncle Twelve and I were just playing in Grandma Huang's bedroom. After Grandpa Huang came, Grandma Huang told us that the teacher had come to my father's place. Uncle Twelve brought me here."
"Xiongying has met the teacher and wants to say hello to him!"
"Zhu Bai has met the teacher and wants to say hello to him!"
Seeing the two little guys who greeted Zhu Biao and then ran directly in front of him to make peace, Chu Ze became a little confused for a while.
The teapot that was originally raised in his hand didn't know whether to put it down or continue pouring tea.
He seemed to remember that he said he would give lessons to these two little guys next time he came.
But he seems to have nothing prepared yet!
"Haha, you two look very happy today."
He looked at Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai who were looking at him with innocence in their eyes.
Everyone was greeting me, so it seemed inappropriate not to reply at this time.
So Chu Ze could only say haha casually.
"Teacher, can we start class today?"
"Yes, yes, teacher, what are we learning today?"
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This question can be said to have stopped Chu Ze immediately.
He hasn't prepared anything yet. What is he going to do in class?
He has never been a teacher, so how can he get into this position?
"I'm afraid I can't give it to you today..."
Chu Ze just wanted to politely refuse the two little guys, but looking at the clear and expectant look in their eyes, he swallowed the words even before he spoke.
"How about this? How about the teacher teach you how to use a pen today?"
"Use a pen? Teacher, do you want to teach us to write first?"
"Teacher, I can already write, so I don't need to learn this, right?"
When they heard Chu Ze say that he wanted to teach them how to use a pen, Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai had completely different expressions on their faces.
As heirs of the royal family, the princes' cultural classes all start very early.
Although Zhu Bai is less than ten years old, his calligraphy is quite decent.
Even Zhu Xiongying's calligraphy is not bad.
So when they heard Chu Ze mention that he wanted to teach them how to use a pen, the two little guys were a little disappointed.
In fact, what they wanted to learn from Chu Ze was some relatively new things.
"Chu Ze, if you are not prepared, it doesn't matter if you don't teach for the time being. There is no need to force it. We have a lot of things going on recently. Although the child is young, he will understand."
Zhu Biao on the side heard that Chu Ze actually wanted to teach two little guys how to write.
He couldn't help but think of Chu Ze's former calligraphy treasures in his mind.
That word is written...
Chu Ze taught these two guys to write. This was not nonsense.
"I'm talking about teaching you to use a pen, not teaching you to write. There is a difference."
"Your Highness, please help me prepare some things. I think I'll need them later."
Chu Ze did not explain too much about the misunderstanding between the three people.
In fact, his writing is not ugly, but he has never practiced with the brush, so he cannot control it.
Since Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai in front of them wanted to be his students, they naturally had to follow his habits.
Although the writing brush is an important carrier of Chinese cultural heritage, in terms of convenience and practicality, it is not even as good as a pencil.
It's just that pencil handwriting cannot be retained for a long time, and fountain pen Chuze can't do it...
Therefore, what Chu Ze wants to do today is the transitional product between the two: the quill pen.
"Before today's class begins, the teacher will first tell you about the origin of the pens we use."
"The pen is an indispensable part of writing. The brush we use today was originally made by Meng Tian, a military strategist in the Qin Dynasty!"
"From the Qin Dynasty to the present, there has been thousands of years of cultural history. The brush can be said to have witnessed the rise and fall of history, which is of great significance."
"But sometimes, we have to ignore the gorgeous appearance and try to see the essence of things."
"The fundamental reason why Meng Tian invented the brush was because it was easier to write with."
"And what we have to do today is the same as what he did back then, to make it easier for us to use."
After the attendants in the East Palace prepared everything Chu Ze needed, Chu Ze took the two little guys to an empty courtyard.
Zhu Biao was a little worried, so he simply asked his attendants to bring over all the documents he wanted to deal with.
He set up a parasol not far from where Chu Ze and the others were, and began to deal with things while watching Chu Ze teach the two little guys.
"Put aside the gorgeous appearance of things and see clearly the essence of things?"
When Zhu Biao heard Chu Ze's words, the movements of his hands could not help but pause slightly for a moment.
Then he lowered his head and looked at the memorial in front of him.
On Chu Ze's side, Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai couldn't help but look thoughtful after hearing Chu Ze's words.
At this age, they have the simplest thinking and the most active ideas.
Unbridled!
This word is the most appropriate to describe them.
How old are children when they are most receptive to new things?
Of course, they are also the time when they are most likely to have their own ideas.
"What the teacher means by this is for us to stop talking nonsense and get to the point, right?"
"Probably not. I think the teacher wants us to learn not to beat around the bush and use the simplest way to solve the problem!"
"Is that so?"
"Yeah, it should be!"
While Chu Ze was taking inventory of the tools he had prepared to see if anything was missing, Zhu Bai and Zhu Xiongying, uncle and nephew, took the opportunity to exchange their experiences.
However, their understanding basically has nothing to do with what Chu Ze just said!
"Okay, everything is ready. Let's start the preparations for today."
"Next, the teacher will teach you how to make a quill. This step is very simple. First, choose stiffer and thicker feathers. Among them, the thickest feathers on the wings of large birds such as crows, white geese, or swans are all acceptable."
After checking and making sure that everything that should be prepared was ready, Chu Ze picked up a goose feather and displayed it in front of Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai.
But what makes Chu Ze a little strange is that for some reason, he always feels that when he turns around, the eyes of these two little guys become a little weird when they look at him again.
It seems that he quite admires himself.
"The production of quills is generally divided into three parts. The first step is degreasing and shaping. First, remove the front end of the goose feathers. This part is the scales and some skin, which is a useless part."
"After removing it, it is degreasing. Just put the front end of the goose feather into the heated sand, wait until it cools, and then take it out."
As Chu Ze spoke, he processed the goose feathers in his hand according to the steps he said.
Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai watched Chu Ze's movements with full attention.
As if afraid of missing any step.
While Chu Ze was waiting for the goose feathers to be heated and degreased, he also began to teach the two little guys how to handle the goose feathers in their hands.
Although Chu Ze has never been a teacher, he has helped relatives at home take care of their children.
Children at this age are at their most curious.
If you take them with you, no matter what you do, they can concentrate to a great extent.
After just a while, the degreasing work of the quill was completed.
After the goose feather is heated, the front end will become harder and more wear-resistant.
After that, it’s a matter of cleaning up the excess fluff and making it easy to hold.
Then use a knife to trim the tip of the nose and carve out the ink slot to facilitate the flow of ink.
Chu Ze and his two children were very busy, while Zhu Biao on the side watched them working with a smile in his eyes.
In Zhu Biao's view, Chu Ze was helping to take care of the children!
But looking at the smiles on Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Bai's faces, Zhu Biao didn't say much.
Just while handling official duties, I would reach out from time to time to rub my shoulders, which were a little stiff and aching after holding a pen and writing for a long time.
Because the brush has a lot of ink on it, it takes some time for the writing to dry completely.
The sleeves of ancient people were relatively wide, not only to prevent the sleeves from getting dirty, but also to prevent the handwriting from being blurred.
When writing with a brush, you often have to raise your arm.
Over time, your shoulders will naturally become sore.
"Wow! We succeeded! We succeeded..."
"You can really write, and the words you write are so small, Dad! Come and see Dad, we have made our own pen!"
While Zhu Biao was handling government affairs, Chu Ze's work was also completed.
After the final adjustments were made, the first batch of quills from the Ming Dynasty was officially announced as completed.
When Zhu Xiongying's uncle and nephew looked at the fine silk handwriting they left on the paper, the two little ones who had personally participated in the entire production process jumped up with joy.
Although they didn't understand what the three quills they made today represented.
However, at this moment, their little hearts were filled with a sense of accomplishment.
Today’s regular update Chapter 2 is here. I’m a little late because of my hand pain. I’m sorry!
(End of chapter)
