I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

At least the citizen feedback mechanism is worth learning from Zhu Fugui's Daming.

Of course, whether it is Plato's "Utopia" or Jefferson's drafting of the "Declaration of Independence", citizens in it simply refer to adult men with political identities.

Counting women, slaves, children, etc., the total population of Utopia may have to be tens of thousands.

Just like the Westerners praised the eight hundred warriors of Sparta for blocking the tens of thousands of Persian troops, but they would not tell you that beside the eight hundred Spartan citizens, there were 7000 Hilo slaves.

For this group of bandit slave owners, slaves are naturally not considered human beings.

But having said that, one day these "slaves" really have the right to vote, so is the thing cast really good?

So after thinking about it, Zhu Fugui realized that his Ming Dynasty met the requirements except that the emperor was the "King of Philosophy", and it was indeed not up to the standard of the Utopia.

Instead, Anhe Huaxia's tradition.

The great Holy Son of Heaven stood in an air-conditioned room, cheering for nearly [-] soldiers and civilians who were building a new Ming Dynasty.

"This is the rule of inaction advocated by the ancient sages!"

The loyal recorder Zhao Aqian wrote this in "Notes on the Life of the Rich and Great Emperor".

The reason why it is called Emperor Fugui is because Zhu Fugui has not yet chosen his year and title.

According to the old eunuch Li's obsession, Zhu Fugui is going to wait until the completion of Xinfeng to offer sacrifices to the heavens and ancestors, and officially determine the year name.

……

Although it is not kind to let Zhang Changgui and Wang Jie organize soldiers and civilians to work on the construction site while hiding in the air-conditioned room and licking popsicles by themselves, Zhu Fugui can't help it.

He also tried to help on the construction site.

But firstly, the cement bag was too heavy, and secondly, Zhu Fugui found that with his growing majesty, ordinary soldiers and civilians, especially the second and third batch of Chinese laborers, could no longer get along with him as the emperor in peace.

It is not entirely a bad thing for those in positions of power to maintain some majesty.

But it can't be like a lonely family who doesn't eat fireworks.

In this regard, Zhu Fugui feels that the Queen of England who has reigned for 80 years can be used as a model for his reference.

This Lafayette can clean planes for a show during the war, and hide in Buckingham Palace in peacetime. The mysterious and noble aristocratic fan is very good at it.

Zhu Fugui doesn't think he has any aristocratic style.

I don't want any aristocratic style either.

But looking at the awe-inspiring eyes of the Xinhua workers, he knew that he would not be able to go back after all.

Zhu Fugui sighed and licked the popsicle, looking at the construction site through the window.

The fun is all yours.

And loneliness will eventually belong to me.

This is the loneliness of the emperor!

Chapter 096

When he was licking up all three big feet and two old Beijing feet, Zhu Fugui suddenly noticed that that bastard Yang Liu was standing guard again, giggling foolishly.

Zhu Fugui's guard post has now been fixed. It is the first post of the first battalion, first battalion, and first post in the first town, and it is always Yang Liu.

Now there is a shortage of manpower on the construction site, even the guards have to go to the construction site to move bricks.

So under normal circumstances, there are only 10 people from one banner to guard Zhu Fugui.

Only when Zhu Fugui and the officials from the Ministry of Industry went out to inspect together, would the entire guard sentry be dispatched together.

Although Yang Liu is extremely reliable at critical moments, he is heartless on weekdays and looks like a fool.

But that's good too, the more harmless the guard looks, the more able to save the owner's life.

Anyway, that's how old Hong Kong movies are played.

In fact, although Yang Liu, an old watch from Guangxi, is not tall and his skin is a little dark, but under the sufficient nutrition and exercise during this period, he looks quite burly.

If you don't care about your appearance, it's already a bit like a general.

But combined with his silly expression from time to time, there can only be one word to describe it.

Fat black man!

Speaking of today alone, Zhu Fugui saw Yang Liu giggle three times.

Shouldn't something happen?

Zhu Fugui couldn't help knocking on the window.

Yang Liu, who was still smirking just a second ago, was like a sensitive dog at this moment, and took a posture of holding a gun on guard in an instant.

When he found that it was Zhu Fugui waving at him through the glass, Yang Liu quickly put away his gun and ran over.

"Report to His Majesty the Emperor, Yang Liu, Chief of Guards, please give instructions!"

Zhu Fugui opened the window, and a gust of cold air blew on Yang Liu's face, but the latter still stood upright, showing the results of the three months of training.

"Yang Aiqing, I don't have any instructions, I just saw you smiling happily, so I want to ask you what happy event you have recently?"

"This... is indeed the Lord Long Live. As expected, a pair of wise eyes are like torches, and he can see everything clearly, and there is nowhere to hide..."

Seeing that Zhu Fugui picked up the pen holder and wanted to beat someone up, Yang Liu had no choice but to honestly say, "Long Live Lord, the minister is actually getting married..."

"What?" Zhu Fugui was stunned.

"I got acquainted with Minnv Xiangcha and Weimo. Although there are no three aunts and six wives as matchmakers, the two love each other, so I..."

Yang Liu scratched his head in embarrassment, he didn't dare to tell Zhu Fugui that the child in Xiangcha's belly was three months old, and if he didn't get married, he would have to hide it.

"What's so embarrassing about the male university being married and the female university being married!"

Zhu Fugui clapped his hands and said happily, "How about this, I will be the witness of your wedding..."

Halfway through the talk, Zhu Fugui couldn't continue.

"Oh?"

Yin Susu was wearing a special women's military uniform, and suddenly appeared beside her, "You seem to understand it well?"

Yin Susu looked at Zhu Fugui with a playful look in his eyes.

"Huh? Who turned on the air conditioner and opened the windows? It's not easy to generate electricity in Ming Dynasty. Everyone is responsible for cherishing electricity!"

As he said that, Zhu Fugui quickly retracted his head and closed the window firmly.

……

Of course, this was just a joke between Zhu Fugui and his wife.

When the mistress returned to the palace, Zhu Fugui had to open the door, right?

As soon as Yin Susu entered the room, she took off her general uniform carelessly, threw it on the sofa, and then kept fanning the collar of her collar with her small hands.

"I'm going to take a shower first, I'm sweating a lot today!"

This simple tribal girl is still heartless as always, not knowing how provocative her actions are.

In fact, Yin Susu, who has been training female soldiers, has absolutely no fair skin.

But it's an even, healthy wheaten color.

And the long-term training has resulted in her having exquisite curves and the legendary peach buttocks!

This will definitely not be available in future generations who are not girls who have been in the gym for a long time.

Hearing the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, Zhu Fugui felt that it was time to teach this ignorant girl what real skills were.

I have watched Korean comics and small discs for so long, and my theoretical reserve has also been solidified.

The embarrassment of the first brother mentioned in the book should not appear.

confident!

At least better than building a dam!

Zhu Fugui squeezed his fist.

After a while, the sound of water flow gradually stopped.

Yin Susu came out wrapped in a bath towel, her hair still smelled of shampoo.

"That, Susu..."

"Well, what happened?"

Yin Susu rubbed her hair, frowning and staring.

"We live..."

"I want a wedding too!"

Zhu Fugui's words were blocked.

Looking at the girl's serious face, Zhu Fugui realized that he had been busy with state affairs during this time, and it seemed that he had indeed neglected the person next to him.

When he was a slave, Yin Susu took a lot of care of him. Zhu Fugui couldn't think of any reason not to hold the most romantic wedding for this strong and kind girl.

"Ah."

Zhu Fugui nodded.

"Hey, thank you, Your Majesty!" The girl smiled happily and hugged Zhu Fugui from behind.

"Actually, I still like you to call me Brother Zhu..."

Zhu Fugui turned around and scratched her nose.

……

Proclamation to the gods, worshiping ancestors, and getting married are all major events.

In a sense, the emperor has no family affairs, and the emperor's family affairs are national affairs.

Fortunately, Zhu Fugui now speaks for himself in the court.

As the old saying goes, if Mundo wants to marry Gnar, marry Gnar.

The same is true for Zhu Fugui.

Although there are many people in the Ming Dynasty today, they are all people who really want to do the truth, not those who live in the pile of old papers and play tricks.

It's unlikely that such a shitty thing as the three major cases will happen.

Even Lao Li, who is the most obsessed with ancient times, supported Zhu Fugui when he heard about it.

"Long Live Lord, it's time for you to register. After registering, it will be convenient for concubines!"

"what?"

Zhu Fugui couldn't keep up with Lao Li's train of thought at all, "Are I going to accept a concubine so soon? Is it going to be another two years? I'm only 16 years old, and my energy is not strong..."

As the first brother, Zhu Fugui was really worried.

He had heard about Pu Yi, the late emperor of the late Qing Dynasty, but he was spoiled by court ladies when he was a child.

So much so that I couldn't get up after taking supplements.

Lessons learned from the past, and teachers from the past.

Zhu Fugui had to guard against it!

Lao Li shook his head and said, "Long Live Lord, look at what you said, the late Emperor already had one wife and four concubines when he was your age!"

Zhu Fugui recalled for a moment that his own mother was gone early, and there seemed to be several younger mothers behind him.

It's just that Comrade Zhu Youcai really doesn't have the courage to be an emperor.

People who make big things happen are all well-planned, and there are many ruthless people who kill their sisters to prove the Tao.

Zhu Youcai is an honest and kind person.

Before he raised his troops against the Qing Dynasty, he distributed the money to let the aunts and wives go back to their natal homes to avoid disaster, and he planned to bring them back after things were done.

You said how could the rebels do such a thing?

It was some cheap old father-in-law who reported to the government that Zhu Youcai was eventually taken over without even having a weapon ready.

Seeing Zhu Fugui's pensive look, the old eunuch Li said earnestly: "Long live lord, don't blame the old slave for talking nonsense, but since the lord, our Ming royal family has gone the old way of Zhao and Song... so there are still more It's better to have some good people..."