Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

"If all the common people are relocated, the journey is far away. It is indeed the same as sending the common people to the capital. However, if all the wealthy households are relocated to Zhongjing, there is no such worry."

However, Chongzhen deliberately followed the words of Yu Shi Chen Zhiji: "But if all the wealthy households are moved, the price of goods in Changping will skyrocket, so what should the common people do?"

However, Wen Tiren said with confidence: "Your Majesty Qizuo, do you still remember the fields of Zhou Guozhang and former Chief Assistant Minister Huang Liji who were in Huangzhuang before?"

Chongzhen hummed, and said: "Of course I remember, it is no longer clear where these lands came from. Even the people who were oppressed by them did not come forward, so they had to be buried in Huangzhuang."

Wen Hui saluted again, and then said: "Your Majesty, if you are dead, I dare to ask your majesty to allocate some land in Huangzhuang, and relocate the people who were originally near Deling, and even the people in Changping to farm. In this way, Changping The people will have no worries, and the land of Huangzhuang will not go to waste, this is a double-winner.”

Seeing that Wen Tiren had already fired the first shot, Shi Fenglai followed closely behind: "Your Majesty Qi Zuo, I also think that Mr. Wen's words are justified. The relocation of people to accompany the mausoleum has already happened in the previous Han Dynasty, and it was not the first one of our dynasty. The late emperor Since the dream is entrusted to His Majesty, His Majesty must not ignore it, so as not to disturb the late Emperor."

Then Chongzhen hummed, and asked: "Do you have any different opinions?"

Without waiting for any more censors to come out to spoil the fun, the British public Zhang Weixian jumped out first and said: "Your Majesty Qi Zou, I echo what Lord Wen and Lord Shi said. If the first emperor didn't ask for the people of Suzhou and Hangzhou in a dream, I would also like to go Deling guards the mausoleum of the first emperor."

Wei Zhongxian, the leader of the eunuch party, was also unwilling to be lonely. Wei Zhongxian, who was supposed to be a human-shaped background wall in the palace, had already cried and knelt down on the ground, grabbing his head and saying: "I will die for my servant, I am willing to guard the mausoleum for the late emperor!"

Seeing that Wen Tiren, Shi Fenglai, and the leaders of the Eunuch Party expressed their opinions one after another, many courtiers cursed each other secretly in their hearts at this moment. It is estimated that this has been discussed a long time ago, and today they are brought to the court to go through the motions!

Chongzhen did not wait for the other courtiers to put forward any disgusting opinions, and simply decided: "In this case, Wen Aiqing, Shi Aiqing, you two and Guo Aiqing from the Ministry of Households, discuss who should be transferred to the emperor's brother The mausoleum, this matter must not be sloppy. It must satisfy the people who have been relocated, and don't cause trouble."

Chapter 151 The Thunder in the Breeze Pavilion

Qingfeng Pavilion, a famous brothel in the capital.The girls in it are all ****, ah bah!He is versatile, and the best is the drunk red building not far next door.The girls in the Qingfeng Hall are all performers but not their bodies, so how can they be compared with those coquettish sluts in Zuihonglou?

It can be said that if you are looking for fun, the first choice is definitely not the Qingfeng Pavilion, but the Zuihonglou next door.If obscene poetry is right, and discuss some knowledge, then the first choice is the Qingfeng Pavilion.I don't know how strong the backstage of the old bustard in Qingfeng Pavilion is. She brought in many relatives of criminal officials, and after a good training, all the girls are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and each of them has a delicate style. It really hooks the souls of those scholars.

For the scholars of Ming Dynasty, it is not difficult to play with girls. Any scholar can go to the flower building to have a good time.

But scholars, since ancient times, have been fun and upscale.There are a lot of Zhangsan Lisi in ordinary flower houses, and the benefactor of the girls is also Zhang Shuwei. If the master accidentally becomes a brother-in-law with a trafficker, wouldn’t it be a great loss to the dignity of a scholar?

Therefore, these scholars, one by one, drilled into the Qingfeng Hall, knowing that the girls inside could see it, but they couldn't touch it. No matter how much money they threw, they couldn't kiss Fang Ze. Have fun--money can't buy happiness, doesn't it?

Coupled with the fact that the days of Chunwei are getting closer and closer, the scholars are all tired of reading, and all the candidates are beginning to relax themselves slowly, and no longer blindly hold the books and read to death.After all, the news of the Great Ming Dynasty Hall, except for the emperor who ordered people to block it, the rest of the news will basically spread throughout the capital the next day. In less than two months, the entire Ming Dynasty will basically know—— Except in those ravines and ditches.

Today, in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, there are a lot of scholars from the Imperial College. Drinking flower wine does not exist, and the girls inside will not play with you.The masters of the Imperial College were not very interested in reciting poems.

The emperor made rumors that he wanted to add Enlightenment Computing and Ming Law, which really made these scholars entangled.

Although they all entered the Imperial College, just like later generations entered Tsinghua and Peking University, but this spring is still a big mountain on the heads of these scholars-only 300 people will be admitted, no more!

Generally speaking, few of those who can enter the Imperial College are fools. I don't know what level I am at.No matter how good your performance is on weekdays, no matter how much you read, if you miss it, you will fail, and you will have to wait for another three years. After three years, you will pass the exam by yourself, and you will be released as an official. But he has become his own superior, even thinking about it makes him worry.

But with the addition of Ming Law and Ming Suan, plus Gewu, the number of people will be much larger. A total of 200 people will be admitted at the same time. Doesn't this mean that I have more opportunities?

But it wasn't that easy.Just like later generations, those from MIT don’t think highly of Tsinghua University and Peking University, and those of Tsinghua University and Peking University don’t think highly of Dalian University of Technology.

Everyone wanted to take the Jinshi examination. If they failed in the Jinshi examination, they would try their luck in Ming Law and Mingshu, but what would the students who passed the Jinshi examination think?What will the family behind me think?What will your superiors think of you in the future?Saying that I am not as knowledgeable as others, and that I failed the Jinshi examination, I still have to rely on the emperor to bestow a fellow Jinshi background?

But seeing such an opportunity, he just let it go, but he was really unwilling. Under the accumulated depression, these old men in the Guozijian who did not have very good grades on weekdays chose to organize a group to drink in the Qingfeng Pavilion.

After two or two small drinks, the chatterbox slowly opened up.Anyway, everyone had the intention of trying Mingshu again in their hearts, so no one pretended to hide it, they just spoke out.

There was only one person, but after taking a sip of wine, he directly said excitedly: "Yi won't go to the Jinshi department this time, and go directly to the Yinggewu department."

As soon as this remark came out, the effect was astonishing. The scholars who were buzzing just now stopped talking, and the cups in their hands stopped in the air. They looked at the scholar who spoke one by one, It was as if they had discovered something novel.

Seeing this, the scholar surnamed Yi said, "What are you guys doing looking at me like this?"

A scholar stood up in the crowd, and said to the scholar surnamed Yi: "Brother Yi gave up the Jinshi department like this? No longer take the exam? If you talk about it, it is my luck that Brother Yi didn't go to the imperial examination. With Brother Yi's ability , even if you don’t get the top three, you can still win the gold list if you think about it. Now that Brother Yi doesn’t take the exam, I will lose one opponent.”

Seeing that the scholar surnamed Yi was still looking at him, the scholar continued: "It's just that a gentleman is open-minded, and Wang still wants to tell Brother Yi what is in his heart. We all know that Brother Yi is obsessed with things and wants to form a family of his own like Duke Wen Cheng. But if you don’t enter Mingjing Jinshi, you still fall into the lower vehicle, in my humble opinion, brother Yi, it’s better to take the Jinshi first, and then study your own knowledge.”

The scholar surnamed Yi laughed loudly and said: "What can you do if you enter the Jinshi department? Is it culturally able to stabilize the country? Or martial arts to establish the country? Most of the time, it’s just a waste of life. The way is to ask for the grace of the Holy One, go to the Royal Academy, even if you can fight under Master Xu, Yi is also willing."

The scholar surnamed Wang heard the words and retorted: "Brother Yi's words are wrong. The literati of my generation should study for the sake of the sages and to bring peace to all generations. If one day they can become officials, they will be the herdsmen of the contemporary emperor and the prime minister. , just like Duke Wen Cheng, going out and entering the prime minister is what scholars of my generation do."

The scholar surnamed Yi said: "Brother Wang's kindness, my younger brother accepts it. It's just that my younger brother has no intentions, so don't persuade him again."

Seeing that the faces of many scholars present were not very good-looking, the scholar surnamed Yi sneered and said: "My younger brother went to the Imperial College to study, but in fact he came here to hide his identity. Yi's parents and relatives all died in Donglin Junzi Hand! Now I want Yi to be like a gentleman in Donglin, to pay attention to what to read, to be an official and to help the world, forgive me for not being able to do it!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the hall.Even the big teapot who just stayed aside and waited for the summons from the scholars and lords, also changed his face drastically, and hurriedly closed the door of the caller, and stopped welcoming guests. Delicate and charming red lips, lest he make a sound, except for the gossip in his eyes, the whole person seems to be frozen. , In the entire lobby of the Qingfeng Pavilion, needles can already be heard.

This bastard wants to marry my Ah Jiu!Think beautiful! "A Good Son-in-law in the Late Ming Dynasty"

Chapter 152 The Miserable Yi Xingzhi

The scholar surnamed Yi didn't seem to have seen the changes in the lobby, and just sneered: "Brothers, Yi's original name was Yi Xingzhi, not Yi Zhixing. The so-called Taixi returned from his study tour, but it is true."

It's just that the next words are quite angry: "It's just that Yi is a good citizen of the Celestial Dynasty. He is not a young scholar, but Yi is full of food?"

The scholar surnamed Wang is also quite courageous, but when he heard the words, he said in a deep voice: "Brother Yi, be careful when speaking, after all, although Donglin Academy has been eliminated, how many of the princes above the court are from Donglin?" Born in Lin? If today's words are spread, isn't Brother Yi afraid of causing trouble?"

However, Yi Xingzhi continued: "Trouble? Today's son is a sage, even better than the late emperor. Donglin's party has long been beaten into a bereaved dog. What is Yi afraid of?"

Without waiting for others to answer, Yi Xingzhi continued: "Yi's family originally lived in Qin, and his grandfather was a member of the Northern Party. He moved to Dongjiang during the Wanli period and made a living as a cloth workshop. The family's livelihood is not bad, but It can be regarded as a heirloom of poetry and books. My father has been studying hard because of the difficulty of weaving three-suo cloth, and wants to increase the daily income of three-suo cloth."

Speaking of this, Yi Xingzhi had a look of nostalgia on his face: "At that time, Yi was still young, watching his father tinkering with those wood and iron tools every day, I just thought it was the most miraculous thing in the world. Ever since Yi From when XX was seven years old, it wasn't until Yi XX was over eleven years old that my father made some eyebrows. Originally, the three-sock cloth was woven by a good weaver, and the daily income was only an inch or so."

"After my father's machine is finished, a good weaver can earn nearly a foot every day. According to the prices at that time, a piece of three-spin cloth can be worth three or three taels of silver."

"If there are no major changes, Yi's family can also become a wealthy family by relying on these three suobu."

When he said this, the nostalgic look on Yi Xingzhi's face disappeared completely, and what was left was only anger: "The land of Taicang is only a hundred miles away from Yi's home, hehe, there are two Zhangs in Taicang."

Hearing this, many scholars in the hall secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Taicang Erzhang has already turned into a dog now, no matter how they are slandered, no one will come out to defend them. Even if this matter is spread today, everyone will not take any responsibility.

However, Yi Xingzhi ignored the reactions of everyone in the lobby, and just continued: "That villain Zhang Pu knew that a certain family had such a thing, and sent someone to ask for it. My father has worked hard for several years, so how could he let it go so easily?" give him?"

"The thief couldn't get what he wanted, but it was Zhang Cai, Wu Weiye, and the people who restored the society who were secretly spreading rumors. They only said that the things my father made would rob the livelihood of many weavers in Songjiang. Among them, there were many The gentlemen of Donglin participated in it, and some even promised my father that as long as the loom was handed over, the gentlemen of Donglin's party would speak up for my father and retire those who were rehabilitated. Hehe, from a certain point of view, these gentlemen It's all about this loom."

Yi Xingzhi didn't care that the faces of the scholars in the hall were not very good-looking when they mentioned the gentleman, he just continued: "The foolish men and women in the country, where did they get any knowledge? Only the things my father created will make people They lost their jobs and livelihoods, and fully thought that once this product came out, they would make more Sansuo cloth, even if the final price was lower, the income would still be more than before.”

"Since the Fushe people and the Donglin people couldn't get what they wanted, they wanted to destroy it. The fools who were afraid of losing their livelihood rushed to Yi in one night under the instigation of the Fushe and Donglin people. home."

In the Qingfeng Pavilion at night, although the lights are bright, it doesn't look dark, but the flickering lights reflected on Yi Xingzhi's ferocious face, but there is a ruthless intention to choose and devour: "Hey, That night was not a dark and stormy night of murder, but my father and mother were dragged from the bed and beaten to death by those bastards with stones and sticks in the yard of our house."

When the scholar surnamed Wang heard this, he interrupted Yi Xingzhi: "If you follow what Brother Yi said, I'm afraid you will die that day, why?"

Yi Xingzhi sneered and said, "If Yi was not sleeping in the small courtyard next to his second uncle at that time, he might have escaped death. The second uncle heard the commotion in the big courtyard and knew that something was wrong, so he took Yi with him overnight. Hiding, Yi escaped the catastrophe. Until the next day, when the second uncle returned home to check, the huge yard had already been burned to a white ground."

"Second Uncle is cautious by nature and doesn't make much noise. He just ruined his true colors with charcoal, and led Yi, who was only 12 years old, to beg for a living. Even if he has silver bills on him, how dare he take them out? For flowers?"

Hearing what Yi Xingzhi said, many scholars in the hall thought about the situation at that time, but they all shuddered.One year, the man burned his own face with charcoal fire, and brought a child with him. He dared not spend his money, and begged for food all the way. It was pitiful and terrible to think about it.

It was still the scholar surnamed Wang who first praised: "Uncle Gao Yi, Wang admires him." After speaking, he bowed his hands to Yi Xingzhi to show his respect.Yi Xingzhi saw that all the scholars in the hall bowed their hands in salute, so he also bowed his hands and said: "Thank you, brothers. Uncle Gao Yi, Yi Xingzhi will never forget it."

After thanking many scholars, Yi Xingzhi continued: "Until later, my uncle and nephew went all the way to Lingnan to beg for food, and finally arrived at Haojingao, and my uncle sent Yi to the boat in Xiyi. , Let Yi go to the land of Xiyi to study."