Rebirth of the Ming Dynasty: Sixth Generation of Glory, I don't want it

"That's not the case. As I said before, when the Ming Dynasty was first established, not everyone could find a way to make a living.

Men who are strong enough can barely make a living by clearing wasteland, farming and doing hard labor, but women, with bound feet, have difficulty walking.

Your royal grandfather has good ideas.

But once the ban was imposed, these helpless women lost their income and could not survive, so they had no choice but to go back to their old jobs, where they were deducted even more.

The brothels are gone, so the prostitutes come out, and the prostitute houses come out. In the end, isn’t it just a change of name but the substance?”

Xu shook her head and sighed.

She read a lot of books, especially history books.

From the pre-Yuan Dynasty, pre-Song Dynasty, to the Tang Dynasty and above, the south wind was prevalent in every dynasty.

Even the emperor himself is not uncommon among men.

But generally speaking, most people don't have this kind of hobby.

In recent years, Zhu Di said that there were more and more brothels, and many people in the army went there.

Especially those at the bottom of society, they cannot marry, and as adult men they always need a place to relieve themselves, but they get all kinds of diseases and cannot be eradicated despite repeated bans.

"So, there's still not enough work to do out there, right?"

Zhang Xin understood and gave a brief summary.

"Well, if a man can do any work to support his family, and even if a woman dies, the man can go out and find a job to support himself, his children, and his elders, then this law will be meaningful. Otherwise, it is just a piece of paper."

Xu nodded.

"But I heard from the little girls in our house that their mother, who is not supported by their father, also works day and night, weaving cloth, embroidering handkerchiefs and so on. And the maids who clean the house also earn a monthly salary, don't they?"

Zhu Zhiming has a different opinion.

"Then guess, how did the little girls end up serving in the palace? Why don't their mothers stop working? It's because the men in the family don't earn much, because if they stop working, they won't have a meal. Besides, weaving and embroidering handkerchiefs, tell me, what are you good at? You can't even do the cleaning."

Xu asked a series of rhetorical questions.

"Mom, your needlework is not good either!"

Zhu Zhiming became angry and embarrassed.

“Yes, I admit that I am not very good at sewing, but I can fight on horseback and manage the household when I get off the horse.

As for people, some are good at something and some are not.

No one can do everything. This is true for both men and women.

For someone who can do everything, if he becomes a Yibin and cannot become an official, wouldn't he feel aggrieved?

Now, among these people, you think they are ugly, but how do you know that they don’t have other strengths?

You guys, don’t be ungrateful for what you have. "

As Xu said this, she turned the conversation back to the main topic.

"Humph, I can't argue with my mother, but I still want to look good!"

Zhu Zhiming choked for a long time, but still did not change his original intention.

"Hahaha. Mom is good at one thing, and that's her tongue!"

Zhu Anle laughed when he saw Xu choking.

"You little bitch! You will be punished to embroider handkerchiefs tonight!"

Xu reached out and pinched Zhu Anle, then started laughing too.

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When Zhang Xin returned to Yande Palace, she felt that she had been taught a lesson by her mother-in-law again, and her respect for her mother-in-law reached a new level.

She didn't think as deeply as her mother-in-law did.

The same goes for his son Zhanji.

During the Xuande reign, the emperor issued a stern instruction to the Minister of Rites regarding the growing trend of officials bringing prostitutes to banquets:

"Recently, I have heard that officials of all ranks drink privately, often ordering prostitutes to sing, getting drunk all day, neglecting government affairs, and even staying overnight, which is a violation of etiquette and bad customs. The Ministry of Rites should post a notice to ban this. Anyone who commits this offense again will be severely punished."

After it was sent out, there was no actual result. Everyone was just being nice to each other and covering up for each other.

In a rage, Zhan Ji banned all places with court prostitutes in the two capitals and thirteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty, and even abolished the court prostitutes that had been in existence for thousands of years.

Because of this, Nanjing Sixteenth Floor, which had been bustling for decades, gradually fell silent.

But what followed was similar to what is happening now.

The Xiaogongguan developed into Xiangguguan, which means a place where young men who look like girls gather.

By the time Zhang Xin died, the trend in Xiangguguan had already been established.

Once the night lights are on, people come and go in an endless stream. If someone misses the first watch and does not leave, he or she will have to stay until the fifth watch.

At that time, the streets would be blocked both in the morning and at night.

She was not suitable to discuss this with those old ministers, so she could only let it go.

After listening to what my mother-in-law said today, I realized that this is not a problem of poor enforcement of laws at all.

It was because the Ming Dynasty was not strong enough that so many people had to engage in menial work.

In the previous life, after Zi Zhanji rashly banned the official prostitutes, how did those official prostitutes make a living?

The imperial court did not make proper arrangements for these people and directly drove them out. Can we blame them for secretly returning to their old ways?

So many men filled the gap left by courtesans. Was it purely because of their desire for enjoyment?

The elephant girls enter the industry at a young age, and basically they are no longer able to perform after they turn 20. If they get sick, there is nothing they can do except wait for death.

The reason why people still devote themselves to such a short-lived job during their youth is simply because they have no other choice.

Zhang Xin deeply felt that she still had a lot to learn from her mother-in-law.

"Wife - you look so serious? Did mother scold you, or are you going to scold me?"

Zhu Gaochi came back early today and stayed in the house. He watched Zhang Xin cross the threshold with a stern face. No one knew what he was thinking. Such a grown man stayed in the house without even saying hello.

"Ah, Prince, are you here so early today?"

Zhang Xin was startled and half-sitting down, then stood up again and prepared to salute.

"Sit down, sit down, it's not that particular. The couple still performs the ceremony every day."

Zhu Gaochi waved his hand and instructed Zhang Xin to stand up.

"Oh, etiquette - that's what His Highness said. I won't perform etiquette in the future -"

Zhang Xin originally subconsciously wanted to say that etiquette should not be abolished, but then she changed her mind and thought that if someone didn’t take advantage of an opportunity, he would be a fool.

"I know. My mother doesn't do polite things either. She just pretends to do so when there are strangers around."

Zhu Gaochi also took the opportunity to expose his own mother's virtuous character.

"real or fake?"

"real!"

"Won't it become a habit? It works sometimes and doesn't work sometimes. What if I forget it sometimes?"

Zhang Xin was curious.

"My mother is amazing. She never makes mistakes." Zhu Gaochi smiled and took out a seal like a treasure. "Look, I just carved it."

Zhang Xin didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just another name stamp. She took it and took a look at it, and her jaw almost dropped.

"Live another day?"

"It's interesting, isn't it? Today was okay, I didn't get scolded by my dad. From now on, as long as I don't get scolded, I will make one for myself every day."

Zhu Gaochi, who had frightened Zhang Xin, was obviously very proud and even smiled so much that his eyes could not be seen.

"Well, getting scolded is still another day to live, isn't it?"

"My mood is different."

"Okay, Your Highness wins. Will Your Highness carve one for me too?"

"Okay, what do you want to carve?"

"fool!"

"puff--"

Zhu Gaochi burst into laughter.