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

"O dear companion, I have asked someone to build a place for you at the toe of my cemetery.

We, husband and wife, will lie down together when the time comes.

A hundred years from now, you will still be serving me. "

Wang Chengen cried with joy:

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Even in that world, I will still serve you..."

Zhu Youjian looked at the old eunuch who was buried with Chongzhen in the "Imperial Mausoleum" after Chongzhen's death in history.

A sincere smile appeared on his lips.

This is an intimate person...

……

After Wang Chengen retreated, Wang Yongshun came over.

He didn't ask anything, just stood quietly behind the emperor.

The emperor was not in a good mood, he could tell.

As the son of Wang Zhengcong, who was generously gifted to the whole family by the emperor, Wang Yongshun did not speak.

He felt that under this man, no matter how much he talked, it was better to do it down to earth.

"Yongshun, are there a lot of wood for shipbuilding in the Qinling Mountains?"

After a long time, Zhu Youjian asked this sentence.

Wang Yongshun nodded hurriedly:

"Your Majesty, the Qinling Mountains are large mountains that are rarely visited, so there is naturally a lot of suitable wood.

However, the Qinling Mountains are too big to transport wood. "

Zhu Youjian pointed to the guide:

"Consort Gong is back. You ask the shipyard to think about it and see if they can produce a large ship for transporting wood.

Where Nuer works, there is wood everywhere! "

Wang Yongshun hurriedly agreed:

"I will write a letter now."

Zhu Youjian continued:

"Summer is coming soon. You and Prince Consort Gong will discuss recruiting a group of refugees to go to Nuerqian.

First, there will be more Han family members there, so we can control the area.

Second come...

Give them a way to survive..."

Wang Yongshun knows how serious the situation of new refugees is.

Not long after the emperor visited Nanyang, a larger wave of refugees arrived.

Today, from Ye County to Nanyang, there are refugee camps everywhere.

Every day, the imperial court's fleets transporting grain to Nanyang were arranged head to tail and tail to head, covering the entire Tangbai River...

"I understand."

Zhu Youjian shook his head:

"Forget it, this matter still has to be done in the name of the imperial court."

He waved his hand and let Wang Yongshun go.

……

Zhu Youjian stood at the top of the city under the breeze of the river.

It would take Gong Yonggu three days to reach Xiangyang by sailing against the current.

Zhu Youjian thought for a while and simply called Ni Yuanlu, the Minister of Household Affairs, to come over.

At the same time, an imperial edict was sent to Meng Zhaoxiang, the Minister of Punishment.

The imperial edict is very long, but the central idea is only one point - the Ming Dynasty is a legal regime, and the Ministry of Punishment formulates iron laws:

From now on, when you become an official, you must first examine your family background.

If there is any tax evasion or violation of laws and disciplines within five generations of each other, they will not be allowed to be appointed officials!

……

Zhu Youjian's eyes were cold. Since those people dared to take action, don't blame him for being cruel.

If someone puts a shit basin on his head...

Putting the shit basin back is the most despicable operation.

Zhu Youjian understands that when facing someone who has wronged him, arguing and refuting is the most ineffective operation.

So what should be done?

In the past, when he was in school, someone accused him of stealing something and reported it to the teacher.

Zhu Youjian said this to the female teacher at that time:

"Teacher, when I went to the toilet at three or four o'clock this afternoon, I discovered something. So-and-so was hiding in the flower pond in front of the women's toilet...

He saw me and winked at me. Then I saw a teacher in red clothes coming out of the toilet...

Then, he threatened me not to say..."

Just like that, the teacher is wearing red clothes...

In fact, he saw nothing at the time!

But, three or four o'clock...

Class starts at two o'clock, who wouldn't go to the toilet at three or four o'clock?

Besides, he was just talking about the teacher in red clothes. In such a big school, there is only one female teacher in red clothes...

Just let her have doubts on her own!

In the end, the man stood on the flagpole for a day...

……

Zhu Youjian understands this truth. If someone slanders you, you must not refute him - find the biggest slander and take it back!

If someone says you ate shit, if you try your best to refute that you didn’t eat shit, and say you don’t believe it, just listen to my tone...

This is the lowest way!

Maybe you get angry and have bad breath?

That’s not someone else’s trick!

The most brilliant way to retort is to give him a bigger shit basin!

……

Today, those beasts dared to harm Zhu Cijiong and make Zhang Yan stink...

Zhu Youjian resorted to a murderous weapon-if he committed a crime, his descendants would not be able to enter the officialdom!

If you can't be found guilty of breaking the law, then we can find you for tax evasion...

No matter how bad it is, treason is still a crime!

This is ready-made!

……

Handu, Information Department.

In the newly established yamen, Li Yantou was as big as a bucket.

Even though it has been three days since the red lady moved here, Li Yan has not even gone back to sleep for a night.

There is so much going on!

He was a serious and responsible person. Otherwise, he would not have been framed to death for disobeying Li Zicheng.

The emperor believed in him, and Li Yan felt that he was going to get things done.

However, the newspaper industry has been growing wildly for half a year, and its circulation is already terrifying.

The combined sales of "Daming Royal Daily" and "Daming Royal Evening News" each issue exceed 20 copies.

That's it, not counting private newspapers.

The same does not count the "Di Bao" published by the Ming Dynasty officialdom. (Dibao is similar to the internal reference of later generations)

Li Yan found all the newspapers and read them one issue after another.

For him, since he has assumed the position of the Information Agency, he must achieve it to perfection.

This is the emperor's mouthpiece!

Your Majesty believes in me so much, how could I possibly let His Majesty suffer?

Li Yan put down the newspaper in his hand and rubbed the back of his neck vigorously.

When I looked up, I saw articles sent from various places.

"Eunuch Xi, have you noticed what these articles have in common?"

Li Yan frowned and asked the eunuch beside him.

"If you want to say they have something in common, there is one thing!"

Xiao Xizi hesitated and said:

“It seems that a large part of the recent submissions are promoting filial piety.

Such as lying on the ice to beg carp, cutting meat to serve the mother, and even more so. "

Filial piety?

Promote filial piety?

Li Yan raised his eyebrows.

Something is wrong!

The newspaper regulations set by the emperor are very interesting.

Not only were writers allowed to express their opinions in the newspaper, but a voting link was also set up.

People can vote on whether they like or dislike the articles in each issue.

The newspaper will determine the remuneration price to be paid based on this ranking.

Li Yan could see the benefits of doing this at a glance.

It’s nothing more than increasing newspaper sales…

Filial piety is, to put it bluntly, a cliché.

There are even anecdotes such as "24 Filial Piety".

As a great person who is good at inspiring people, why doesn't Li Yan know the essence of this?

The royal family used filial piety to teach people to be kind, especially before the imperial examinations were launched in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

At that time, when becoming an official, the recommendation system was implemented.