Hanlin Academy.
Yang Rong, the new top scholar, Yang Pu, the second top scholar, and Jin Youzi, the third best scholar, are studying court documents and understanding the dynamics of the court with a group of common people. Yang Rong casually picked up a copy of the memorial, opened it and looked at it. His face was suddenly startled and he stood up.
"So panicked, but where did the dike break again?"
Yang Pu couldn't help but ask when he saw Yang Rong's expression was different.
Jin Youzi raised a copy of the memorial in his hand and said: "Fengyang Mansion came to report that Lingbi was affected by the disaster. Looking at it now, the floods in the north are so extensive that it is a headache."
Yang Rong looked deeply at Yang Pu and Jin Youzi, and said sadly: "Sir Zhang Mingyuan, he is gone."
"Gone? Where did you go?"
Jin Youzi didn't react for a moment.
Yang Pu glanced at Jin Youzi, and Jin Youzi finally understood. He took the copy of the memorial handed over by Yang Rong in disbelief. However, before Jin Youzi could finish reading it, someone snatched the memorial from his hand.
Jin Youzi turned around angrily and looked at Wu Pu who was holding the memorial in his hand. Just when he was about to scold him, he saw Wu Pu's trembling hands and tears welling up in his eyes.
"Teacher!"
Wu Pu held the memorial in his hand and knelt down suddenly.
Yang Rong suddenly remembered that when Wu Pu was studying Confucian classics in the Imperial Academy, he became a disciple of Zhang Xianzong, and he could be said to be his direct disciple.
Now that the teacher has passed away, it is natural to be sad.
A teacher's kindness is as deep as the ocean and as deep as a father's.
Thinking back to Zhang Xianzong, this man was also someone Yang Rong admired. Their life experiences were even somewhat similar. They both lost their fathers when they were young and their mothers endured many hardships...
Zhu Yunwen personally served as a historian and wrote the "Biography of Zhang Xianzong", which states:
Zhang Xianzong, a native of Ninghua, grew up in poverty and an orphan.
Young Yingwu is smart and diligent in learning...
In the palace examination in the 24th year of Hongwu, Taizu personally ordered: "If you write in detail and support, answer questions meaningfully, have arguments, and make decisions, you must have learned people. You should be the first choice and be awarded the number one scholar."
He was first assigned to the Hanlin Academy as editor and editor, and was commissioned to write articles and review classics and history.
Later, he was promoted to the Imperial Academy, where he pointed out the current shortcomings, planned reforms, stated the academic rules, and led all students with his own example. He was promoted to the Imperial Academy to offer sacrifices to wine. In the 31st year of Hongwu's reign, he was promoted to Minister of Industry...
In the seventh month of the first year of Jianwen, I was ordered to control the floods. I whipped my horse thousands of miles, but my buttocks were rotten, but my strong will made me strong...
I am worried about the river disaster and think about the common people!
The body is bound to the mountains and the sea, and the long embankment of loyal soul is cast!
Zhu Yunwen decreed that Zhang Xianzong be granted the title of Minister of the Ministry of Industry, with the posthumous title of Zhongrelief. The imperial court mourned him, and all the officials meditated on him. Zhongrelief temples were set up in Ninghua, Jingshi, and Xuzhou, and steles were erected to commemorate the immortal spirit of loyalty. .
Kunning Palace.
Ma Enhui hugged Zhu Wenkui, raised Zhu Yunwen's little hand, pointed at Zhu Yunwen and said: "You see, your father is busy with state affairs and has no time to tell you stories. How about asking your mother to accompany you to Chengqian Palace?"
"No, I want my father."
Zhu Wenkui stretched out his hands, trying to break away from Ma Enhui's arms.
Zhu Yunwen put down his brush, looked at it, and sighed: "If all the officials of the Ming Dynasty have great ambitions and are dedicated to the country and the people, how can I work so hard? State affairs are not easy, and there are so many things that always make people worried. Worry."
"Your Majesty, you have been working too hard these days. I sincerely ask Your Majesty to rest for a day or two so that you can recuperate your dragon body."
Ma Enhui advised.
Zhu Yunwen stretched out his hand, hugged Zhu Wenkui, pressed it against Zhu Wenkui's forehead, and said softly: "I can't rest. Disaster relief is the most important thing at the moment. How is the coordination of various places? How many people are affected in Huaiyuan? How many refugees are received in Dingyuan? How is the relief? There is no report yet. , which makes me very worried.”
"Father, why don't you go and have a look?"
Zhu Wenkui asked, blinking.
Hearing this childish question, Ma Enhui couldn't help but patted Zhu Wenkui on the back and said, "Your father is busy with many things in the capital, how can he leave the capital?"
"Then how can I leave Beijing?"
Zhu Wenkui asked puzzledly.
Ma Enhui looked a little sad, yes, when can we
Leaving Beijing?
There are many things in the capital, and everything must be decided by the emperor. Even if you want to leave the capital, you can't.
As for the trip to Jiangnan, I can only think about it.
Zhu Yunwen lifted Zhu Wenkui up and said: "When you have knowledge and skills and help your father when you grow up, won't your father be able to leave the capital? Then where did you memorize the Three Character Classic? Memorize it and listen."
When Zhu Wenkui saw Zhu Yunwen taking the exam, he spoke up and said: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is good. Nature is similar, but habits are far apart. If you don't teach, your nature will change... If you don't learn when you are young, what will you do when you are old? Father, I only carried it here."
Zhu Yunwen sat down and asked, "Do you know what it means that human nature is inherently good in the beginning?"
Zhu Wenkui shook his head.
Zhu Yunwen smiled and touched Zhu Wenkui's head and said: "You are still young now, so it is normal for you not to understand. Father, I tell you, this sentence means..."
"Your Majesty, the governor of the town, Tang Buping, has brought eight hundred miles to urgently seek an audience."
Shuangxi came over and reported.
Zhu Yunwen shook his head slightly. It seemed that he didn't even have time to teach his children.
Ma Enhui pulled Zhu Wenkui, who was a little disappointed, and said: "Your Majesty, the state affairs are important, I will explain it clearly to Kuier."
Zhu Yunwen nodded slightly, and as soon as he reached the door, he turned around and said, "Does the Queen also think that Wen Kui should be given some teachers?"
Ma Enhui looked at Zhu Yunwen, with a smile on her face, and saluted: "If you don't learn when you are young, what can you do when you are old..."
"Queen, this is a fallacy. A child who is uneducated means...well, I will choose a few teachers for him, but I will decide the academic arrangements."
Zhu Yunwen does not want his son to become a nerd, but education is always a big problem.
Although Ma Enhui meant well, she was too motherly and her harem was all women. As time went by, if Zhu Wenkui became a mother, wouldn't he be beaten to death?
In Zhu Yunwen's view, men should be upright, masculine, and awe-inspiring!
so gay?
What's the difference between that and the eunuchs in the palace?
Zhu Yunwen's attempt to find a teacher for Zhu Wenkui took on another meaning in Ma Enhui's eyes.
Since Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne, there has been no crown prince, and the East Palace has been vacant. Although officials from the Ministry of Rites have repeatedly written letters requesting the establishment of a crown prince, they have all been rejected by Zhu Yunwen. Now Zhu Yunwen has chosen Zhu Wenkui as his mentor. Although he has not yet let go of the prince, it also shows that he is training Zhu Wenkui as his successor.
Wuying Palace.
After commanding Tang Buping, the commander of the Zhenfu Division, he presented memorials to Yu Xin and Xiong Wucheng.
Zhu Yunwen glanced at the thick paper. Needless to say, this must be a memorial "written" by Xiong Wucheng. He ignored it and picked up Yu Xin's memorial to read it.
"White Lotus Sect!"
Zhu Yunwen was a little surprised. He did not expect that Dingyuan disaster relief would involve the White Lotus Sect.
Low-level governance has always been a difficult point in governance.
A county has jurisdiction over several hundred miles, and the magistrate only has two legs. Even if he is exhausted, it would take him ten days and a half to go around.
However, the county magistrate cannot always go out for inspections. The county government needs him to sit in charge and seal the affairs, and it can't be done without him.
In the early Ming Dynasty, grassroots governance adopted the lijia system, that is, "one hundred and ten households are considered to be one li, and the ten households with more grain are considered to be the longest, and the remaining 100 households are called shijia, with ten people in each li."
The head of the village is similar to the head of the village, and the head of Jia is similar to the director of the village.
They are the key to governing the lower levels, and these people are often held by large local people. They not only have the ability to bully people, but also the ability to bribe people.
Even if something goes wrong, he can still operate a little, and big things can be reduced to small things.
As time went by, the grievances of the people at the bottom increased. The White Lotus Sect took advantage of the situation and increased the number of followers. When they accumulated a certain amount of strength, they would jump up and rebel against the court.
This is a difficult question.
The village tyrants in later generations are all Thanos-level. With a snap of their fingers, people can be wiped out, let alone this evil feudal society.
Zhu Yunwen can allow the existence of Buddhism and Taoism, but he will never allow the existence of the White Lotus Sect. He should send them all to the Paradise of Paradise with the words "Buddha Maitreya should exist in the world".
However, Zhu Yunwen did not agree with the practice of beheading all cult members.
In the final analysis, the people who joined the White Lotus Sect did not necessarily really want to fight against the imperial court, but because they were too miserable, too tired, and too oppressed by the government. They hoped to find protection, blessing, or spiritual comfort from the White Lotus Sect.
Zhu Yunwen was not furious because of the appearance of the White Lotus Sect. According to Yu Xin's report, the weather in Guohe, Suishui, and Yingshui places had cleared up, disaster relief was provided, and people were in good order, and no riots occurred.
As long as the disaster is over, everything will be fine.
Zhu Yunwen put down Yu Xin's memorial and unfolded the "Memorial" from Security Bureau commander Tongzhi Xiong Wucheng. He looked at it for a few times and frowned.
Xiong Wucheng has a strong ability to do things, which Zhu Yunwen is very satisfied with, but he is a rough man, uneducated, does not know a few Chinese characters, and even his own name is written as if it has been gnawed by a dog...
"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
So his memorials are usually stick figures...
This painting depicts a group of stick figures arriving in Dingyuan, and then circling a pot, soil, and bowl together. This means that what is boiling in the pot is soil lump soup.
The second painting is about a dinner party. Yu Xin, Huang Zicheng and others have become stick figures. As for which one is which, you can only tell from the seats...
The third painting depicts the suppression of the White Lotus Rebellion, with two stick figures tied to pillars...
Zhu Yunwen frowned and said, "Who is tied to the pillar?"
"Uh...it's Mr. Yuge and his subordinates."
Tang Buping quickly replied.
Zhu Yunwen frowned and said: "Using cabinet ministers as bait, when did Xiong Wucheng have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard?"
"Your Majesty, this is Mr. Yuge's plan and has nothing to do with Lord Xiong..."
Tang Buping quickly explained.
If he didn't explain it clearly, if Xiong Wucheng was beaten by the emperor, he would not get any good consequences in the future.
Zhu Yunwen looked at it a few more times and saw a stick figure kicking another stick figure away. He couldn't help but ask: "Did you kick that person to death?"
"ah?"
Tang Buping looked at Zhu Yunzhen in surprise. When Xiong Wu was painting, he was watching from the side. In the painting, he only had arms, legs and head, not even a nose or eyes. How did the emperor know that he was the one who kicked people?
Zhu Yunwen looked at Tang Buping, handed the painting over, and said, "Haven't you noticed that when Xiong Wucheng painted himself, his legs were very long, but when he painted you, his legs were very short..."
Tang Buping lowered his head and saw that he was immediately upset. How did I, a tall and dignified man of seven feet, end up here and become a dwarf?
"In this painting, the sword held by the White Lotus cultists is the Yanling sword, right?"
Zhu Yunwen asked.
"Back to the emperor, it is indeed a Yanling sword."
Tang Buping quickly replied.
Zhu Yunwen frowned and said, "Why didn't Xiong Wucheng tell Yu Gechen about such crucial information?"
Tang Buping quickly replied: "Your Majesty, Xiong Tongzhi believes that this matter involves too many areas, so I dare not specialize in it, and it is not suitable to be heard by many people, so as not to alert others."
"Who is Snake? Does he have any clues?"
Zhu Yunwen knew very well that the swords of the imperial court would not go into the hands of the White Lotus Sect members for no reason. Even the people in Dingyuan County Yamen could not find so many Yanling knives.
Tang Buping said with shame: "There is no news yet. When I came down, Qu You had not yet confessed."
Zhu Yunwen picked up Yu Xin's memorial, stared at the four words "ancient and modern", and said seriously: "We must use any means to pry his mouth open. The harm caused by the gentry's collusion with the White Lotus Sect is still small, but if there is a guard, Office, government, vassal king..."
"The feudal lord!"
Zhu Yunwen's face was stern.
It seems that a series of events are connected together to form a knot of death...
