Zhu Xiongying listened to Lao Zhu's words and somewhat understood Lao Zhu's concerns.
Yes, the time now is different from the time I will live in later generations.
Many things and things in later generations appear to be much more efficient and simpler than the Ming Dynasty's methods.
But not all things, laws and regulations, etc., can be directly brought to Ming Dynasty for use.
Is Lao Zhu just some kind of idiot?
If so, how did Lao Zhu get to where he is now?
To be able to achieve such results in such troubled times, even if it is not Lao Zhu, none of the people under his command are stupid.
Of course Lao Zhu also knew that these memorials were of no use at all.
Especially for people like Lao Zhu who don't like to talk nonsense and only focus on results and pay attention to hard work, they value your final results even more.
But Lao Zhu still didn't prohibit it, so he naturally had his own ideas.
Now, Zhu Xiongying finally understood.
Some systems, as you may think, are indeed good and have considerable benefits for the country and the people.
But it may not necessarily be possible to put it forward and implement it.
After becoming the emperor, Wang Mang, who was known as the originator of time travellers, directly redistributed the land and then killed himself.
Isn't that a bad system?
Good, very good, but Wang Mang does not have the power to exert the system like that.
Therefore, any system must not only adapt to local conditions, but also adapt to the times.
Otherwise, the final result may be like Wang Mang's.
"Grandpa, I understand!" Zhu Xiongying said.
"Haha, okay, just understand!" Lao Zhu smiled and nodded.
I’m not afraid that you don’t know how to do it, but I’m afraid that you won’t learn.
Now that his eldest grandson is so sensible, it naturally makes Lao Zhu Laohuai very happy.
"Come on, come on, let's move on to the next one!" Lao Zhu said with a smile.
"Okay!" With that said, Zhu Xiongying sat on the dragon chair, continued to open the next memorial, and began to look at it.
Well, it’s almost exactly the same as the previous one. At the beginning, it’s all about quoting scriptures and making colorful remarks.
It's a long article, no less than two thousand words written, which makes people feel dizzy and headache after reading it.
He waited until the end and summed up what he wanted to say in just two sentences, no more than a hundred words.
The general meaning is that there is a drought in the area and I want the court to reduce taxes.
"Haha!" After reading it, Zhu Xiongying shook his head and laughed,
"I talked a lot of nonsense, but in the end it was only these one or two sentences that were useful!"
"Grandpa, what does this mean?"
"Could it be that grandpa's feelings are also taken into consideration in this?"
"Hey, Dasun, you don't know!" Lao Zhu said, feeling a little embarrassed himself.
"These ministers are all well-read poetry and books. By citing scriptures like this, they have also exceeded their own strength."
"At the beginning, it was a little difficult for us to read these memorials!"
"We know that some of them look down on us and look down on my mud-legged status!"
"In the end, he climbed on top of them, suppressing them and controlling them."
"They can't resist us openly, so they just mock us in this way!"
As he spoke, Lao Zhu's face was filled with a fierce look and he continued,
"But who are we? We are Zhu Yuanzhang. How can we be defeated by these?"
"Let's grit our teeth and study hard, and don't dare to neglect it at all!"
"Humph, finally let us read it out. Our culture is not bad anymore!"
"Dasun, you must also remember, don't be afraid if you encounter difficulties. Just like us, if you can work hard, you can solve the difficulties!"
"If the difficulty cannot be solved in the end, then..." Lao Zhu said, his eyes wandering.
"Then the person who caused the problem will be solved!" Zhu Xiongying said directly.
"Hahaha, what a great grandson, you can solve the problem!" Lao Zhu laughed.
"Hey, you kid is more ruthless than your father!"
"However, you have to remember, it's just that being ruthless doesn't work, you still need to learn your father's methods!" Lao Zhu taught.
"Well, I will try my best, but they will not be exactly the same. Everyone has their own personality and their own way of doing things."
"It can be similar, but if you just imitate blindly, you will fall into the inferior category!" Zhu Xiongying said.
"Well, that's good. Let's continue what I said before. We have read so many books, but we are not afraid of these anymore!"
"Moreover, these will become our pride and a symbol of our success."
"Later, we were thinking, let's just leave it like that, it's not a big deal, after all, it's a memorial from the imperial court!"
"Could it be that those memorials can still be like two old farmers talking?"
"In that case, where is the dignity of the court? Where is the majesty?"
"Yeah!" Zhu Xiongying nodded, but still said,
"Reading more is a good thing, and having a strong culture is something to be proud of."
"However, we are dealing with court affairs, not the usual poetry reciting!"
"As Grandpa said, the memorial is written like a conversation between two old farmers, so it is naturally unacceptable!"
"But if it still looks like these things, is that ridiculous?"
"Grandpa is not like those people. He doesn't have much to do every day, and he doesn't need memorials every day."
"You can take advantage of your rest time to keep thinking about it and write it down. After a period of time, it may be sent to grandpa's hands."
"But where's grandpa?"
"Grandpa is not one of them. He receives and reviews dozens of memorials every day!"
"So, this format still needs to be modified!"
"Oh? How do you plan to modify it?" Lao Zhu didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either, he just asked.
"Well, just be more formal and grand. To highlight the specific issues, you need to find some people to discuss it!" Zhu Xiongying said.
"Okay, if the eldest grandson has any ideas, just go find them!" Lao Zhu said without paying attention to these things.
"Yes!" Zhu Xiongying nodded and began to read these memorials.
"Your Majesty..." At this time, Lao Chen came over and shouted softly.
"What's wrong?" Lao Zhu asked, leaning on the armrest of the dragon chair.
"Your Majesty, Xu Yungong, Chang Sheng and others are outside!" the old eunuch bent down and said.
"Oh, are you here?" Lao Zhu looked outside and said,
"Let them in!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" After saying that, Lao Chen took a few steps back, turned around, and shouted outside,
"Your Majesty has an edict, Xu Yungong, Chang Sheng and others are waiting for an audience!"
After the reading was completed, Lao Chen bent over again and stood aside.
"General, please see your Majesty!"
"Okay, everyone, get up!" Lao Zhu waved his hand carelessly and said.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" After saying that, several people stood up straight.
However, when they saw it like this, their jaws almost dropped.
What did they see?
Zhu Xiongying, His Royal Highness Taisun, was sitting on the dragon chair, holding the memorial, his face was calm but full of majesty.
As for His Majesty, he stood aside, as if he were a servant serving.
Is this...inverted?
Everyone rubbed their eyes, afraid that they were dreaming.
However, after seeing clearly, they were not dreaming, and they were not wrong.
All of them lowered their heads and looked like they didn't know anything.
However, there was a guy in the crowd, tall and mighty, with a beard on his face.
Even though he was lowering his head at this time, his size and his wide grin were really funny.
If I guessed correctly, that person should be my cheap uncle, standing in second place.
Now he has the position of Duke of the State, the Founder of the State, who is his second uncle.
As for his eldest uncle Chang Mao, he was demoted because of his excessive behavior. Later, he died of illness and had no children, so the title fell to Chang Sheng.
"Okay, Grandson, let's stay here for today!" Lao Zhu said.
"Oh? Okay!" Zhu Xiongying glanced at the people below and knew that Lao Zhu had something to arrange.
