Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

"Over the past few days, I have noticed the memorials from my colleagues in various places, but the names for the new capital are complicated.

There are those who call it the new capital, there are those who call it the new capital, there are those who call it the imperial capital...

There are many kinds of titles, more than ten kinds.

In this way, the titles are messy and the decrees can easily cause confusion among the people. "

Zhu Youjian stopped correcting the memorial.

Chen Qiyu didn't say anything, but he really didn't notice this detail.

When he read memorials, he always skipped the first two paragraphs and went directly to the part that tells the story.

The issue of the name of the new capital was indeed overlooked!

"This is my fault!"

Zhu Youjian admitted his mistake generously. He walked to the coffee table aside, asked Chen Qiyu to sit down, and asked Wang Lian to serve tea.

Like two old friends, the monarch and his minister sat down.

Zhu Youjian's tea is not expensive tea.

He is more accustomed to drinking green tea. These tea leaves were sent from Fang Yuegong's hometown.

Tea produced in the Gucheng Mountain area.

Gucheng is a place surrounded by the Jingba Mountains and the Qinling Mountains. The mountainous areas are shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, making it a good place for tea production.

The green tea here tastes great.

It can be said to be sweet and delicious, and there is even a slight sweetness after drinking it.

However, because there are no writings by literati, almost no one outside the world knows about Gucheng Tea.

“Good tea!”

Chen Qiyu praised sincerely.

Although it is not a precious tea, the taste is indeed not inferior to those famous teas.

Zhu Youjian smiled: "I'm afraid the Qing family doesn't know that these tea leaves only cost more than a dozen copper coins per pound."

Chen Qiyu sighed:

"I have heard that this thing was given to Da Sikong by the old man from Gucheng Township." (The elegant title of Minister of the Ministry of Industry, Chen refers to Fang Yuegong.)

Chen Qiyu was a little sad.

Chen Qiyu was naturally familiar with Fang Yuegong. Before he was demoted, he had heard about Fang Yuegong's reputation as an official.

"With his temperament, if the gift from the villagers is too expensive, let alone let him accept it, I'm afraid he will be arrested!"

Zhu Youjian laughed.

"That's it, Fang Yuegong has sent it to me again..."

Zhu Youjian sighed:

If you think about it carefully, most of the people who died for their country in the Jiashen Incident were honest officials!

Fang Yuegong is like this, Fan Jingwen is like this, Ni Yuanlu is like this...

Fang Yuegong's evaluation in history - talented, poor!

Just four words, but the meaning behind them is too numerous to describe!

Zhu Youjian took a deep breath.

Fortunately, although I have never paid salaries to officials, since stabilization, I have not only allocated houses to officials, but also provided them with food, meat, vegetables, soap, salt, soy sauce, and even needle and thread. A carload of them was sent out.

It can be said that today's officials in the Ming Dynasty can live a pleasant life even if they don't spend money.

What's more, the rewards for honest government he has set will definitely be implemented.

Zhu Youjian has already made a plan. During this year's New Year, the officials will receive at least one hundred silver dollars as a reward.

As for the leader of a unit like Fang Yuegong, he will be rewarded with as much as [-] cash!

Ten thousand silver dollars can be exchanged for more than 3 taels of silver.

In this day and age, as long as they don't spend a lot of money, a family of five can only spend 20 taels of silver on food and drink for a year.

Zhu Youjian planned to make this the national policy of the Ming Dynasty in the future.

Lao Zhu's family's method of extremely low salaries was taken to the extreme.

Zhu Youjian decided to make changes starting from himself.

All normal life needs of officials are taken care of by the imperial court.

Salaries were changed to reward and punishment measures.

As long as you can do things well and don't be corrupt.

Serving as an official for ten years and accumulating savings for a lifetime of stable life would be a sure thing.

If it was corruption and perversion of the law - Zhu Youjian's hands were not soft.

……

The two chatted for a few words, and Zhu Youjian asked casually like an old friend:

"I am also quite confused about the name of this new capital. Is there any good name for the Qing family?"

China has 5000 years of history, and there are so many capitals!

The names that can be used for the capital have long been occupied by various dynasties.

The east, west, south, and north capitals have been around for a long time!

Even the Ming Dynasty itself, even the Zhongdu, has two——

In addition to Fengyang, the ancestral land of the Zhu family in the Ming Dynasty, Zhongxiang, the vassal land of Jiajing, was also appointed as the "Xingdu".

Logically speaking, Zhu Youjian, a descendant of Jiajing, cannot ignore Zhong Xiang's status.

As a result, after Zhu Youjian moved the capital, it became a big problem to name the new capital.

These ancestors have taken up all the auspicious characters...

Chen Qiyu thought for a while and said:

"Your Majesty, there is a saying in the Book of Songs - there is Han in the sky, and there is light in the mirror."

“The Han refers to the Han River.

Wei Wu also once said: Stars are brilliant.

What he said is that there is the Milky Way in the sky and the Han River on the ground.

The ancients highly praised the Han River and said that only in the sky can there be a Milky Way that contrasts with the Han River..."

Chen Qiyu raised his eyes and glanced at the emperor. Seeing that the emperor was listening, he said:

"Your Majesty has chosen the bank of the Han River as the new capital. In my humble opinion, why not name it after Han?"

"Chinese?"

Zhu Youjian chanted:

"We in Huaxia call ourselves Han people, and the new capital is on the bank of the Han River. If we designate it as the capital of the Han Dynasty, it is quite appropriate."

"Handu, the capital of the Han people!"

Zhu Youjian immediately made the final decision:

"Since the Qing family said so, then the new capital will be named - Han Capital!"

Chen Qiyu nodded in agreement.

After drinking a pot of tea only three times, Chen Qiyu hurriedly stood up and left.

As the Minister of Rites of the Ming Dynasty, he was already busy with affairs and had yet to sort out the affairs at hand, but Chen Qiyu was very busy.

Zhu Youjian waved to Wang Chengen:

"My lord, please prepare an imperial edict for me and inform the world that from now on the new capital will be named Han Capital."

"The minister obeys the order."

Wang Chengen went in a hurry.

……

The commercial war in the south of the Yangtze River was imminent, and Zhu Youjian decided on a name for his new capital.

Dashun, who is about to face a war, is the last calm before the storm.

Song Xiance got up before dawn to prepare official documents.

As one of Dashun's top civil servants, Dashun was constantly fighting with the Tatars, but Song Xiance was very busy these days.

The soldiers who have made meritorious deeds need him to determine the rewards and punishments. The landlords and gentry who have raided various places need his approval to deal with them. He is even responsible for the peace of the people.

Song Xiance, who was feeling sore all over, put down his brush, got up and walked into the courtyard, just about to stretch his aching muscles.

When Song Xiance looked up inadvertently, he was stunned.

The early autumn sun shines warmly on people, and even the earth is covered with a layer of golden light.

however……

There is actually a crescent moon in the sky?

This!

Song Xiance's expression changed.

If you look carefully, you will see that the North Star is still high in the north, but there is a star in the south that still exists!

Is this Chang Geng Star?