[Comprehensive History] Clothes are all over the world

"You, how dare you treat my Zhu family memorial tablet like this!" Zhu Wangyang finally couldn't help it, he stretched out a hand and shouted: "Blind!" Through your dog eyes, don't you see what is written on my tablet?"

At this moment, he didn't care whether he would be accused of accusing himself of courting the royal family by saying this. He just felt that if he didn't take out this life-saving straw at this moment, it would be hard to say whether he would live to be punished by Emperor Hongwu.

It's like drinking poison to quench your thirst. Even if you know that the poison in front of you may be poison, people who are really thirsty still have to drink it to relieve their urgent needs: "My tablet is the tablet of the Zhu family, use your brains, Don't you know what your surname is today?"

What he said in return was the same sympathetic expressions of the young people who went out holding the tablets and their companions.

Zhu Wangyang:? ? ?

All the value of the memorial tablet is given to it by human beings, and to those who don't care, it is just a piece of wood.

Zhu Yuanzhang is really not sure whether the person named Zhu Wangyang in front of him is related to him by blood, but what does it matter?

It is true that this person instigated young children to steal, and this action has poked Zhu Yuanzhang's thunder point. Regardless of whether you are a relative or not, you will have to be brought to justice.

Zhu Yuanzhang really loves his relatives, but not the one in front of him.

He moved on the broken stool, changed to a more casual posture, withdrew the last trace of warmth left by the fact that everyone had the same surname, and said with a smile: "If I know what you said today, I just would say ashamed to have the same surname as you."

Immediately, he spread his hands and motioned for someone to bring the tablet over. In front of Zhu Wangyang, Zhu Yuanzhang folded it in two and threw it on the ground.

Seeing this move, Zhu Wangyang's eyes were almost tearing apart. He reluctantly moved his only hand, trying to catch the life-saving tablet, but it was futile. It broke in half and fell to the ground.

"No!" Zhu Wangyang screamed, "You guys, how dare you?"

"You have done such a thing, and you are still wondering if others dare?" After tying him up, Mu Bai, who had been looking for the thief in this beggar camp, gave him a strange look: "You put someone else on the road?" The child in the family became a thief, why didn't you expect that one day someone would come to your ancestors to talk about retribution?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhu Wangyang glared at Shang Mubai's eyes, and he was startled. He felt pain in the parts of his body that had been greeted just now, and his momentum suddenly weakened a lot.

After a while, Xu Shi felt that he was not reconciled to being hurt this time, and saw him crying: "It's all the fault of that brat, I shouldn't have kindly taken him in and recognized him as a godson. As for his fate of overcoming his father and overcoming his mother, why did I feel pity at that time? God, it’s rare for me to have a kind heart, so how could it be said that he didn’t give me a good reward! "

After Mu Bai heard this, he couldn't bear it any longer. His hands trembled when he heard the sour words, and he broke the wooden table he was supporting just now. The young boy casually threw away the broken wood, turned his head and raised his eyebrows Said: "Can you be considered kind?"

"Your so-called kindness is to teach normal children to become thieves? Then you should let other people's children go. According to the "Law of the Ming Dynasty", all widows, widows and lonely people can be brought up in orphanages. There is no need for your fake kindness. "

Nursing homes are equivalent to modern comprehensive social relief centers, where the old, weak, sick and young can receive assistance.

This kind of social assistance has continued since the Tang Dynasty to the present, but only the Ming Dynasty incorporated the establishment, division of responsibilities, and benefits of the nursing home into the law. Therefore, among all dynasties, only the Ming Dynasty implemented the assistance measures most thoroughly.

People living in nursing homes have a rationed supply of meals, and enough firewood for heating in winter. If Z is sick, he will be given medicine, and if he dies, he will be provided with a coffin and a place to be buried. It can be said that most of a person’s Z All your needs can be met here.

In addition, the founding emperor of Ming Dynasty knew the sufferings of the people and the style of officials. Zhu Yuanzhang also established a complete supervision organization while distributing benefits.

He had sent people to the countryside many times before to make unannounced visits. Whenever there were poor households who asked for help but were rejected, or households whose treatment did not meet the requirements of the "Law of the Ming Dynasty", the local officials directly imposed [-] boards.

Under such high pressure, the Sanatorium of the Hongwu Dynasty has almost become a sanatorium in various places. Not to mention the location is in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. Some counties with a surplus can still provide the residents with rice every now and then, and some meat every now and then. fishy.

What's more, they will also provide cotton-padded clothes and cloth shoes to the residents of the nursing home. You must know that in this era, most people in the country are wearing straw sandals, and cloth shoes should at least be treated like some bourgeois in the family.

↑This is what Mu Bai learned on the way to the exam. At that time, he didn't know his background, and he hesitated for a long time about whether to bring his younger brother to join the nursing home.Of course, in the end he decided to rely on his own efforts with tears in his eyes.

It can be said that the willpower is very firm.

However, in Mu Bai's eyes, this excellent welfare policy is not the case in Zhu Wangyang's eyes.

"Oh, nursing home," Zhu Wangyang showed disdain when he heard the term, "It's true that a baby like him enters a nursing home, but it's true that the children are raised there. Immediately drive people away. What will happen after he is driven out, he doesn’t even have a skill, and he just sits and begs like us, and now he follows me and can learn how to eat.”

"A lot of skills in our industry have to be practiced from an early age. If he really stays in the nursing home, it will be a waste of time. When he comes out, he will have nothing special except being white and fat. He won't even beg for money. A good meal, maybe you can only do hard labor or sell yourself as a slave."

"You keep talking more and more vigorously," the soldier holding him down saw people talking more and more shamelessly, and he slapped his head. "If you come out, you can't live if you don't have skills? Then you can only say that he is a waste. Grandpa is 16 years old. Just came out to make a living, and now you are not more promising than you? Don't be hypocritical, I think you are just picking up other people's children to do things for you."

"They're all petty thieves, and they teach others how to plot evil. Don't you know what will happen if a child steals money and gets caught?" Brother Bing tilted his head slightly, as if in disbelief. Xie's little Huangsun said: "In our place, if you are caught for a petty theft, you can be beaten severely. If some people have a lynching, you can't justify chopping your hands and feet. "

"By the way," Brother Bing was a little stunned. He looked suspiciously at the beggar's head that he stepped on: "Are you waiting for this? I often see some disabled people begging on the street. Is this the one?" You made it?"

Zhu Wangyang raised his head when he heard the words, and glared: "How can you bully people like this? The so-called winner and loser, although I have already lost, you can insult my personality, but you can't insult my education level. The people I teach are the most important. It's all about the ability to escape!"

ok, ok...

The corner of Mu Bai's mouth twitched. Although the reasons were different, at least this beggar leader should not be the kind of scum who "makes" abducted children disabled and then uses them to beg.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the venue eased a little because of these words, Zhu Wangyang rolled his eyes, and said righteously: "Well, there was no grievance between you and me before today. You are here for that kid, and the old man also sees it." You are decent, you can take that child home and educate him."

"The old man apologizes to everyone for his rude words before. As the saying goes, it's better to resolve enemies than to end them, so you all treat me as a fart-let it go, how about it?"

"Hmm..." Brother Bing rolled his eyes and looked at Emperor Hongwu who was sitting in the main seat drinking his grandson's tea. Emperor Hongwu waved his hand to indicate that he didn't care about this matter, and then looked at the little emperor who was in charge, the little emperor He was squatting on the ground picking bricks.

After digging once or twice, Brother Bing witnessed the scene of the little Huangsun violently dismantling the brick because he couldn't dig it out.

Mu Bai pushed aside the gravel bricks he knocked open, waved away the sand, and took out a booklet wrapped in coarse cloth.

The expressions of everyone who witnessed this scene changed. Many beggars whose hands and feet were bound showed doubts, but the eyes of a few beggars immediately began to fly wildly, but soon they seemed to think of something. Return to calm.

The guards who saw this scene immediately realized that there was something wrong with the booklet.

Mu Bai took the booklet out of the window and shook it. After shaking off the dust on it, he flipped through it. After a while, he closed the booklet very briskly, and handed it to Yuan Yuan without saying a word. A guard guarding the window.

The guard handed it to Emperor Hongwu respectfully, and Emperor Hongwu took it over and raised his eyebrows slightly. Like his grandson, he also showed an unfathomable expression.

In fact, both grandparents and grandchildren have the same three words in their hearts at the moment - they don't understand.

What is written on the booklet is a strange symbol, or it may be a special kind of writing.It has fonts and fonts, and it is a rare italic. It may look a bit like Sanskrit to outsiders, but Zhu Yuanzhang, who has studied Sanskrit, is sure it is not.

This kind of handwriting has a rhombus-shaped posture, and the shape of the characters is slender. It doesn't seem to be written with a brush, but rather like the ancient characters of the knife and brush era, but it is a little more elegant than the complicated characters of that era.

Zhu Yuanzhang became a little interested. He shook the booklet in his hand and looked at the beggar leader who was lying down: "You wrote this? It's not bad."

Zhu Wangyang only panicked when he saw the pamphlet, but the panic lasted for a short time, and he soon showed an inexplicable expression: "Master, this is not our thing, if we can read, how can we do it?" In the business of beggars, someone who writes for others can still support himself more or less."

After a pause, he added: "Before it was taken down by us, it used to be an old earth temple. Maybe, maybe it was left over from the previous dynasty. The little old man really doesn't know anything!"

"It's interesting, you guys." Zhu Yuanzhang patted the booklet twice on his palm, and he found that he seemed to have dug up a treasure this time. The leader of such a group of beggars entrenched in Yingtianfu recorded what was hidden in the mysterious font. Under the floor tiles, it is obvious that there is a huge secret behind it.

Emperor Hongwu liked digging up secrets.

He handed the booklet to the guard beside him, and waved his hand: "Take them all away, send them to the police, and say...they kidnap children, force them to steal, and treat the people badly. If you refuse to correct them after repeated admonitions, please give them a heavy sentence."

"Wait, wait, brother, I have something to say, isn't it just some sugar painting money, I will pay you back, double...three times, five times?" Zhu Wangyang panicked, he was restrained by his soldier brother Slipping a hand, he realized that this matter might be more troublesome than he expected, and seeing that these people actually planned to send them to the government, it was even more of a battle between the two.

Based on what he has done, it’s okay not to enter the government office, but once he goes in, he might not be able to get out without peeling off his skin, so he hurriedly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "I, I said, brother, I will share my wealth code. How about giving you half?"

Zhu Yuanzhang raised a hand and said with great interest, "Tell me first."

Zhu Wangyang's eyeballs rolled around, as if he was making excuses, but when he saw the young boy who was particularly good at hitting, he snapped his fingers, "Well, that's actually the secret of the officials in the capital that we recorded, Originally, the brothers said it casually, and I thought it was interesting so I wrote it down, you, if you want, I will translate it for you."

"Think interesting?" Mu Bai glanced at the place where the book was buried: "Talk about gossip and write down things and hide them under the bricks? You look back and see that the color is a little lighter than the stones next to it." This color number is obviously something that is often explored."

"I guess... are you planning to use these written down things to blackmail? Or, have you already done it?"

When he said this, he focused his attention on a few high-level members of the beggar gang who had revealed their abnormalities just now, and he caught a bit of unnaturalness. Mubai's eyes moved to the feet of these people. Those pairs of shoes and socks were all It's brocade and embroidered flowers, with an irresistible aura of wealth, he sighed.

"really."

Seeing that he was being dismantled, Zhu Wangyang's eyes suddenly faded away, and he stood there dejectedly. After muttering a few words, he hummed: "I just want a little money. It's those dog officials who are not honest officials. , let us catch the little braid.”

"That's okay, you can tell me why they are not upright officials." Zhu Yuanzhang sat down, with no expression of joy or anger on his face, but a little bit of interest: "But first tell us what you are What kind of characters? We have been traveling all over the world for many years, and we think we have some knowledge, but we have never seen this typeface before."

Seeing that Zhu Wangyang showed some reluctance, Zhu Yuanzhang added: "In this way, we don't learn in vain, you tell us, if what you say is true after verification, how about I give you ten pennies."

Zhu Wangyang stretched out a hand and flipped it twice: "Twice twice, and I will tell you the name."

"Success," Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with ease, so he got two words: "Nvshu."

This is a word that everyone in the room is unfamiliar with. Seeing this, Zhu Wangyang smiled and refused to say any more. After a long time, a soldier who was a little older in the grade came to his senses, "I seem to have heard my mother say this word... Is this a word created by women themselves?"

Seeing that everyone was looking over, this shy young man touched his nose and said, "That's right, my mother used to have a book with this type of font on it. When I was young, I asked about it when I was just learning how to read. , she said it was a woman's own writing, so I have a little impression."

"But, isn't this a text that is passed on from women to men?" Brother Bing touched his head: "When I asked her, she said that she didn't teach men..."

The eyes of the people looking at the beggar leader were suddenly a little subtle, and Zhu Wangyang was blown away: "What are you looking at me for? One more skill is one more possibility to know?"

His words undoubtedly confirmed the identity of this font. Zhu Yuanzhang put it down temporarily, and asked with great interest: "Then how did you blackmail them, and how much did they give you? Tell us about it."

Zhu Wangyang snorted, and put on a posture of breaking a jar: "I have the courage to say it, but I don't know that you don't have the courage to listen."

"There are really not many people in this world who ask me this question." Zhu Yuanzhang touched his chin and looked at his grandchildren: "Sun Zai, what do you think of Grandpa's courage?"

The two children Zhu Yunqi and Mu Wen were very appreciative and raised their hands high, calling passionately for their grandpa. Yin Yang said angrily, "Ok, that's what you want to hear, so don't blame me in the future."

Accompanied by a malicious smile, Zhu Wangyang said in a low voice: "Do you know...Guo Huan, the servant of the household department, how much money did you get from the higher-ups?"

"He and his subordinates are greedy for food, which is almost [-]% to [-]% of the national treasury's annual income."

"Do you know how he corrupted such a huge amount?"

"Everyone in the thirteen provinces has an account book with the official seal..." After a pause, Zhu Wangyang laughed amidst the sudden change of color among the crowd: "The account book is a blank account book, which can be used by people casually." Filled in... blank books."

"How is it? Surprised or not, is it unexpected?" Zhu Wangyang raised the corners of his mouth, and laughed as he looked at the people in front of him who were suddenly discolored: "What can you do if you know this secret? Do you have the guts to reveal it? "

The author has something to say: Nushu is real!It is somewhat similar to Japanese katakana, which was invented in the era when women were not allowed to read, and the nature of the two is similar, somewhat similar to the current pinyin, which is a kind of syllabic writing.

This kind of Nvshu is passed on to women but not to men. Women will use it to write some boudoir stories or private conversations, and they can also do embroidery and the like.Because many men don't know about it, so the presence of Nvshu is not high.At the time of death, these written works will be buried with them as readings to relieve boredom after going to the underworld, so few of them are circulated on the market.

But later, because of the improvement of women's status, everyone has the same right to education, so there is no need for this kind of writing to be handed down.

Just like Suzhou Huama and Erjian characters, they are all memories of the times.