Imperial City, outside the Meridian Gate.
Niu Liang, the Minister of Rites, Yan Xizhe, the Minister of Household Affairs, and Wu Lin, the Minister of Rites, stood side by side, looking up at the yellow list posted outside the Meridian Gate wall.
Wu Lin stared at the words on the yellow list and read slowly: "If you are here to do something, you must be helpful and powerful, and make people fear you. Do not use anger or bad words to add to others. The Holy Saint said: Don't say anything inappropriate." Li Yun: A gentleman never speaks evil words out of his mouth..."
Yan Xizhe pulled his sleeves, and after Wu Lin finished reading, he turned his head and asked: "Your Majesty posted this yellow list to make the civil and military officials talk arrogantly. Why do they come here every day when they are talking to each other in the court?" All the people staying here are civil servants, but no generals?"
Niu Liang rolled his eyes at Yan Xizhe: "Hey, what are they doing here? How many of those Wu Xun can read all the words on it? If you want a support person, only Wu Xun can do it openly in the court. Gotta come out.”
Wu Lin faced Niu Liang and laughed: "Wu Xun scolded my mother, but you, the Minister of Etiquette, have neglected your duty, and someone is making a fuss about it."
Niu Liang didn't care and waved his sleeves: "The Ministry of Rites can educate people and common people, but it can't educate stubborn people. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has been no year when the imperial court has not made rituals and rules. A few days ago, His Majesty also asked the Ministry of Rites to compile civil and military affairs. The official order system. The rules are issued every year, but if there are not many people following them, what’s the use?”
Yan Xizhe understood Niu Liang's unwillingness and pain.
Most of the military heroes in Beijing are old people who followed His Majesty to conquer the country. They all have the merits of following the dragon and founding the country. They have finally managed to live a good life. Who is willing to be bound by rules and regulations?
Wu Lin raised her finger and asked softly: "Have you informed His Majesty that that person is leaving?"
Niu Liang nodded: "After reporting it, Your Majesty ordered the officials of the Hanlin Academy to implement it, and gave a banquet to Guanglu Si with some rewards."
Wu Lin sighed: "It seems that His Majesty doesn't really value him."
"Taking it seriously? Haha, judging from their family's style, Your Majesty has shown restraint by not issuing any punishment."
Niu Liang sneered.
Yan Xizhe didn't know why and asked, "Who is the person you are talking about?"
Niu Liang and Wu Lin looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Niu Liang said frankly: "Of course it's Duke Yan."
Yan Xizhe suddenly realized that it was the Kong family member who was riding on the wall.
The emperor cannot be blamed for this matter. Yan Xizhe also looked down on Yan Shenggong from the bottom of his heart.
Even though Confucius is a teacher of all ages and the object of sacrifice by scholars, when it comes to Confucius's descendants, it is really not clear in one or two sentences. If you really want to briefly summarize Yan Shenggong during the Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties, you can only use " Two words to describe:
Lu Bu.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that Yan Shenggong was so brave and full of force points in these three dynasties, but that Yan Shenggong, like Lu Bu, was a domestic slave with multiple surnames.
Using Lu Bu to describe Yan Shenggong is a bit unfair to Lu Bu. After all, Lu Bu knew how to kill his father after he recognized Liu. After Yan Sheng recognized Liu, he was his true son.
Not far away, there is Kong Kejian, the last Duke of Yansheng in the Yuan Dynasty. He was a loyal and good son of the Yuan Dynasty. Not only did he make suggestions and help the Yuan Dynasty fight the Red Scarf Army, he was also a man who would rather let his own son change his surname to Ming than change his surname to Yuan. people.
In the first year of Hongwu, Xu Dagang captured Shandong and went to personally invite Kong Kejian on Zhu Yuanzhang's order. Kong Kejian did not go to see Zhu Yuanzhang, but sent his son Kong Xixue, and then sat on the roof looking forward to the stars and the moon, hoping that the Yuan Dynasty father could fight again. return.
Zhu Yuanzhang was so easy to fool, he immediately cursed, which when translated roughly means:
The descendants of the Confucius family are not ordinary people. They have been guests of emperors for generations, but the Ming Dynasty is the only one who is unwilling to accept me?
The two words "Dai Dai" are probably in bold and black font. It is obviously a reminder to the old Kong family that no matter whether you are a traitor or a slave of the third surname, your former father is no longer your father, so don't hold on.
Pretending to be sick, right?
You have to think carefully, if you don't recognize me as your father, then I'll beat you until you call me father.
When Kong Kejian saw that Zhu Yuanzhang had drawn his sword, he knelt down and shouted: "Dad."
When Zhu Yuanzhang faced Kong Kejian, he said something in plain language, including one sentence: In my dynasty, how about having another good person in your family?
It can be seen how disappointed the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was with the Kong family. You know, Emperor Hongwu hoped that the world would last forever, and in this world of generations, he only hoped that a good person would come out of the Kong family. Damn it, this is simply scolding the old Kong family nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times. Nineteenth generation...
The current Duke Yansheng is Kong Xixue, the son of Kong Kejian. He is going back. Zhu Yuanzhang can send some travel expenses because it is in the face of Confucius. He also wants to see him off in person and bid farewell reluctantly. Forget it.
"Let's each go back to the office."
Yan Xizhe took a deep look at Wu Lin and added: "As you get older, you have to be careful when doing things and don't be impulsive."
Wu Lin understands Yan Xizhe's worries. After all, Wu Lin and Hu Weiyong have broken up with each other. If they continue to stay in the court, something will happen sooner or later, but Zhu Yuanzhang won't let him go.
If you stay in the court, you won’t go to school if you don’t care.
"That's Mu Ying from the Governor's Mansion, right?"
Wu Lin squinted and saw Mu Ying hurriedly entering the palace with two strange guards.
Yan Xizhe followed a few steps, looked at where Mu Ying and others were going, and said with some confusion: "After entering Zuoshun Gate, it seems that we are going to the East Palace."
Niu Liang didn't think much and just said calmly: "Mu Ying and the prince are brothers. It is reasonable and reasonable to get closer. There is no need to speculate. What we need to consider are the matters within the government office. Let's go."
Huagai Palace.
Zhu Yuanzhang was processing the memorial, and the chamberlain reported: "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince and the governor Mu Ying have joined forces with Zhang Pei and Yao Zhen, the guards of Mu Mansion, to ask for an audience."
"Xuan."
Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the brush and wrote the word "no", folded the memorial and threw it aside. He looked up at Zhu Biao, Mu Ying and others who came into the hall to salute. His eyes fell on the strange people beside Zhang Pei and Yao Zhen. He put the package on the package and said with a smile: "Get up and answer the question, Zhang Pei and Yao Zhen. Is this the tactical backpack that Mr. Gu mentioned that can increase logistics?"
Zhang Pei said solemnly: "Your Majesty, this is the tactical backpack designed by Mr. Gu."
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up with interest and walked to the backpack. He saw two water bladders on the outside, so he took them out. When he saw that there were still pockets, he untied them, took out the dried meat and grain, and took out all the things inside. , looked at the rations and supplies lying around, calculated them, and asked: "How much do these weigh, and how many days can they last?"
Zhang Pei said: "Your Majesty, this backpack can hold thirty kilograms of rice, ten kilograms of dried meat, and two kilograms of water. You can also put a dagger at the bottom for marching rations. In addition to water, it can last ten to fifteen days." "
Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a while and chuckled: "I thought it was some kind of object. Mr. Gu just designed a backpack for marching and fighting. Using this kind of backpack will increase the weight of the soldiers. When the soldiers are tired, they will lose their fighting power. This kind of backpack is useless."
Zhu Biao and Mu Ying looked at each other and remained silent.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the two of them and saw their expressions of disapproval. He smiled and said, "What, I was wrong?"
Zhu Biao looked at Mu Ying, and Mu Ying had no choice but to stand up: "I dare to ask your Majesty to give it a try in person."
"Oh, it seems that if I don't try, you won't agree?" Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and looked at Zhang Pei: "Come, give me a try. If you can't convince me, you can only understand this object, that's all."
Zhang Pei did not panic, and put on Zhu Yuanzhang's tactical backpack. Yao Zhen held it behind him. After all the buckles were in place, Yao Zhen made a sound, then let go of his hand and stepped back.
Zhu Yuanzhang frowned: "Don't hold it up anymore. I can still bear this strength."
Yao Zhen said quickly: "Your Majesty, there is no one to support you."
"Um?"
Zhu Yuanzhang was a little surprised. He turned around and saw that there was no one to lift him. After walking a few steps, he felt that something weighing more than forty kilograms seemed less than thirty kilograms. A lot of weight had been lost out of thin air!
"Why is this so?"
Zhu Yuanzhang felt very strange. Could it be that there were too few things in this backpack?
Zhu Biao took out a document and handed it over respectfully: "Father, Mr. Gu, in the document, this kind of tactical backpack can disperse the weight of materials in many places on the shoulders, back and chest, making it appear relatively It is easy to carry, and the backpack is reasonably designed, so it does not feel too tiring to carry for a long time. During wartime, a sergeant can carry it on his body and move forward quickly without disrupting the formation or missing logistics."
Zhu Yuanzhang took the document and read it carefully.
The document lists several major benefits of a tactical backpack: dispersing weight, conserving physical strength, ensuring logistics, and enabling long-distance pursuit. When he saw the "standard tactical backpack, capable of moving an army in half a quarter of an hour", Zhu Yuanzhang's pupils condensed slightly, and he was finally moved.
A backpack can hold basic rations for about ten to fifteen days. If every sergeant has a tactical backpack, with just a command, the sergeant can immediately pick up the backpack, set off as a team, and embark on the journey immediately!
Instead of giving an order, the troops and horses were not moved, and the food and fodder went first. When everything was ready, the Tatars had already robbed and ran away.
Giving the sergeants of the garrison strong mobility was what Zhu Yuanzhang valued most. If there was a local rebellion in the future, and when military information was received, they could directly send troops to attack without waiting for logistics, and put down the rebellion in the early stages without using it. It spreads and hurts more people!
Tactical backpack, it is not a backpack, it has military value and role that cannot be ignored!
Zhu Yuanzhang continued to read, and when he saw "tactical backpacks should be produced by the people of Jurong and purchased by the Ministry of Household Affairs, the backpack is worth 5,000 taels for 100,000 yuan. I asked the Ministry of Household Affairs to allocate money and food and immediately recruited skilled women to sew it." He twisted, threw the document on the ground, and cursed: "It's unreasonable, this Gu Zhengchen actually has the idea of the household department. This tactical backpack is an important military weapon, how can it be a deal? If you want me to pay, there is no way! I want this tactical backpack, and I will give it to the queen and send someone to sew it!"
Zhu Biao lowered his head and knew this was the result.
My father made everything from scratch, and it’s difficult to ask him to pay for things he robbed.
Mu Ying hesitated for a moment and said worriedly to Zhu Yuanzhang: "Your Majesty, Mr. Gu has so many ingenious ideas and craftsmanship. His ideas and tools may seem careless, but they can solve big problems. If the imperial court accepts this tactical backpack in vain this time, , then if you have any novel ideas in the future, you may not be willing to come up with them..."
