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

Ming Dynasty, the 30th year of Hongwu, July.

"A few days ago I felt that my great grandfather was confused, but today I feel that he is still as majestic as ever."

Zhu Gaochi came back from outside, took off his coat and changed into a set of light casual clothes. He looked at his son while talking to Zhang Xin.

"What do you mean the other day?"

Zhang Xin now focuses most of her energy on her son, and didn't react to what Zhu Gaochi said.

"Yang Jing!"

Zhu Gaochi took a deep breath.

My mother said that when a woman has a baby, she will be stupid for at least one year, so he should tolerate it.

"Oh. Got it."

As soon as the name was mentioned, Zhang Xin remembered it.

It was early July, and she had just finished her confinement.

Bao went back.

Zhu Gaochi seemed to be talking to her like a jerk. He would tell her everything he knew outside when he came back, but she would just ignore it and not take it to heart.

Only when the name is mentioned can you roughly remember what it is.

Yang Jing, the Left Censor-in-Chief, used his position to redress the grievances of some prisoners from his hometown.

This matter was discovered by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and the emperor's grandfather was furious and killed Yang Jing.

"Why don't you tell me what you think?"

Zhu Gaochi was very dissatisfied when he heard this.

Why does it feel like reporting work to Zhang Xin?

"Going to the Imperial College and scolding a bunch of disobedient students is nothing compared to beheading Yang Jing."

Zhang Xin played dumb.

It doesn’t matter what Zhu Gaochi’s great grandfather says, but as his grandson’s wife, I dare not comment on it.

It is said that the Jinyiwei are everywhere, and this is the ironclad evidence.

An imperial censor changed the complaint of a man from his hometown. The crime was not punishable by death in any way, but he died anyway.

If we talk about injustice, the top scorer in the Southern List was even more wronged.

Those before that are even more unfair.

"That's Yang Jing——"

Zhu Gaochi was very regretful.

Yang Jing was a well-known official in the court for his loyalty to his duties and his integrity.

The Emperor's grandfather praised him many times in front of people in the court and asked all civil and military officials to learn from him.

When he was the Minister of Revenue, he attracted refugees to reclaim wasteland and cultivate land, and his political achievements were remarkable.

He lost his life for such a small matter. He was only 38 years old, in the prime of his life.

“Sometimes a chicken is killed as a sacrifice to a monkey.”

Zhang Xin only replied with words that everyone understood.

"Okay. How's your son doing today? Is he good or not?"

Zhu Gaochi sighed and stopped worrying about it. Seeing his son sleeping soundly, he asked again.

"It's fine. If he doesn't behave well, I'll send him to the Imperial Academy and let the emperor give him a lesson. The emperor's edict is interesting! You students, listen to it——"

Zhang Xin imitated the shout and made Zhu Gaochi laugh.

"The one who wrote down the entire speech of the Emperor's grandfather is the interesting one."

Zhu Gaochi admired the man's courage.

Because the students of the Imperial College instigated the "Xuechao" (a homonym of the word "Xuechao"), my grandfather beheaded the leading students and made an act of public display.

On the 23rd of this month, I went to the Imperial College and summoned 1,826 academic officials and students to the Fengtian Gate. I gave a speech in person, and the first sentence I gave was:

Every time you students listen to——

The entire speech contains plain language, classical Chinese, and dialect.

He was very skeptical whether the students understood what he said.

However, the historian recorded it truthfully.

"Is the Imperial College so bad now?"

Zhang Xin didn't know much about the Imperial College.

Later, in order to reduce his workload, Zhanji set up an inner study hall for young eunuchs to study.

Those who pass the Neishutang will be selected to enter the Shushufang to be instructed by scholars, and after rounds of examinations, they will finally enter the Silijian to be in charge of the country's memorials.

It’s no wonder that the young eunuch at that time was quite good at studying.

Perhaps because there was no way out and only a 20% chance of passing the exam to enter the Imperial Household Department, he had to study extremely hard.

At that time, a professor in the cabinet who was in charge of teaching once said that if the students of the Imperial College were half as serious as these eunuchs, the Ming Dynasty would surely be full of talented people.

So, the Imperial College is no longer able to function at this moment?

"Bad, very bad. The Imperial College has become a thorn in the side now. Song Jianjiu has been gone for 24 years. There were 31 people who passed the imperial examination that year, and 11 of them were from the Imperial College. In the palace examination, students from the Imperial College took the top three. They were all taught by Song Jianjiu when he was in office. Since then, there has never been such a result. It's also because of the expansion of enrollment. But, there's nothing we can do."

Zhu Gaochi shook his head violently and curled his lips, his disgust evident in his words.

"The imperial court can always find a way. My grandfather is a man of great talent and strategy. How could he not be able to deal with this group of fools?"

Zhang Xin said comfortingly.

"No matter how talented and ambitious you are, you can't resist this trend."

"Isn't it getting better?"

Zhang Xin was surprised. She had actually endured for decades and watched the Ming Dynasty get better and better.

Why be as pessimistic as Zhu Gaochi?

How could such a smart person make mistakes?

"You are still young and have read little. Have you read the history of the Tang and Song dynasties?"

Zhu Gaochi sometimes felt that he was born into the wrong family.

My great grandfather always called for war and killing.

My own father also wants to kill.

My brothers are even worse than my father and grandfather, their brains are full of grass.

There are very few educated people in the entire Zhu family. It is difficult for him to chat with others, and many people are unwilling to listen to him talk about these things.

"No. Like you're that much older than me?"

Zhang Xin answered simply and straightforwardly.

I can’t say anything after seeing it. Once her son fell down, she was already that old, getting up early and going to bed late to make up for her homework. Is it easy for her!!!

You can’t even talk about it if you’re several decades older than me.

Oh, yes, she is now an old cow eating young grass, which is really a refreshing thing -

"Then let me summarize it for you."

Zhu Gaochi had no idea of ​​what Zhang Xin was complaining about, and he just tried to teach someone a lesson once again.

"OK--"

Zhang Xin pretended to listen.

Now Zhu Gaochi was happy.

There are listeners, isn't it nice?

He first stood up and gave a summary speech, then slowly described to Zhang Xin the development laws of the dynasty.

“No matter which dynasty, from ancient times to the present, long periods of separation will eventually lead to reunion, and long periods of reunion will eventually lead to separation. It is the same.

The first step is that Taizu put an end to the chaos and gained control of the world.

When the country was first settled, heavy penalties were often used to govern the country, and various campaigns to purge dissidents and meritorious officials were launched one after another. This would cause chaos for the upper class, but make the common people proud. In order to stabilize the people's hearts, policies that benefit the people were introduced one after another.

Step 2: The handover in the late period of Taizu was chaotic.

Various forces are competing, and the power struggle has led to the collapse of law and order and the decline of people's livelihood.

Step 3: Return to stability

The winner inherits all the inheritance and rewrites history, while the loser takes the blame. "

"Wow, applause!!! Great summary!!!"

Zhang Xin meant this palm sincerely.

Anyway, my father-in-law has already done the second and third steps.

She also made up a history.

"Wife, did you really understand and cheer, or are you just trying to fool me?"

Zhu Gaochi was very upset, as he always felt that Zhang Xin was being perfunctory.

"I understand. Isn't this a time of chaos?"

Zhang Xin rolled her eyes. It was explained so clearly, how could she not understand?

"Well, the capital has never been peaceful since the death of the Crown Prince. Judging from the situation, I'm afraid it will be chaotic for a few more years."

Zhu Gaochi added another sentence.

To be honest, chaos is inevitable, it just depends on how long it will last.

If my royal grandfather continues to be so smart at one moment and foolish at another, the foundation will be destroyed, and it will be even more difficult for him to take over.

The more trouble the imperial court encounters, the more these vassal kings will be deprived of.