Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 901 Young
After King Qin's goodwill policy was promulgated, it was immediately welcomed by the local nobles.

Because it affirms their status.

However, the hundreds of officials in Qin Wangfu couldn't agree on what to do.

Although on the surface, the officials are only for better communication, and they are designated as Brahmins and Kshatriyas.

But in essence, don't underestimate the subtle influence of Shiva's teachings.

Prime Minister Liu Guan agreed with King Qin because of previous communication.

As a secondary phase, Mao Fu was a pure Confucian scholar, paying attention to meticulous etiquette.

After returning home, he took off his official robe and sat upright like this, frowning and pursing his lips, without saying a word.

All the wives, concubines and servants were surprised, and they greeted him quickly, but did not reply.

His youngest son came here specially to take care of him, and he was very elegant at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

"Father, today I heard that the state of Qin will be established, and the king will appear in court soon, why are you frowning?"

Asked three times in a row.

After a long time, Mao Fu sighed: "The current affairs, I see that King Qin is too simple, he wanted to take a shortcut, but went astray."

"If the imperial court finds out, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe."

After finishing speaking, he repeated the so-called caste system: "Your Majesty assigns all officials to rank. Although it can be transferred up and down, marriage is only for foreign exchanges, but the disaster is not shallow."

His son Mao Quan squinted his eyes, listened to his narration, walked a few steps, and showed a thoughtful look: "According to my son, the king is following the example of the great prince to rule the country!"

Mao Fu sighed softly: "Who said it wasn't? But I've only learned superficially."

In the early years of the Western Zhou Dynasty, the feudal lords were divided, Jiang Ziya was named Qihou, and Zhou Gongdan was granted to Lu, but because he wanted to assist the government in the court, the eldest son of Zhou Gongdan, Boqin, went to the country.

The enfeoffment at that time was actually armed colonization, because there were Fang kingdoms in these places, and they were basically Dongyi and pro-business tribes, which can be described as hardships.

When Jiang Ziya arrived in Qi State, he followed the customs, simplified the rituals of the week, promoted the benefits of fishing and salt, made great business, and stabilized his rule within one year.

However, Boqin spent three years "changing his customs and reforming his funeral rituals" and strictly abiding by Zhou etiquette, which can be described as painstaking efforts.

These are the two ways of governing the country at the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty.

Obviously, in order to establish the Qin State faster and stabilize the rule, King Qin chose Jiang Ziya's method.

In a sense, this is a very effective method, and it is an effective policy for Qin.

But for the imperial court, that is, Ming Dynasty, the starting point of this policy was wrong.

Let Qin be established to reshape North Korea, a loyal younger brother, not a barbarian foreign country.

Although there is the meaning of migrating people, but it is to build a group of countries with a smooth "Ming system" like Zhou Chu did.

"From my son's point of view, His Royal Highness King Qin's ass is the throne of Qin State, so he thinks about the interests of Qin State, so he ignores His Majesty's thoughts and the court's thoughts."

Mao Quan sighed: "It is conceivable that once the caste system is spread out, it will never be recovered. Under the influence of subtle influences, how can there be a prosperous country in the South China Sea?"

"Who said no?"

Mao Fu nodded, his face full of seriousness.

A prosperous country in the South China Sea, this is the prospect of the Confucian scholars for Qin.

What a lofty ideal to educate the barbarians and build a small Ming Dynasty.

There are three immortals in life: morality, meritorious service, and speech.

But now that he has achieved instant success, can he be allowed to have flaws?

"But father, His Royal Highness King Qin is right to think about it. If the Han people are not in the caste, the people at the bottom will have nothing to rely on, and the nobles will be terrified."

Mao Quan sighed: "It's like the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty back then. A small clan faced a big clan and isolated itself, just like duckweed, with no foundation at all."

"Then what can you do?"

Seeing his son's words, Mao Fu fell into thought, his lips moved, although he was a little embarrassed, he still couldn't help asking.

Mao Quan raised his head and said passionately: "Forgive my son for being rude. In my opinion, the civil servants in the court are too timid. They put themselves into the Mongolian Yuan and Manchu bodies, worrying about the restlessness of the country."

"What does King Qin know? He is only 16 years old, and he was influenced by you."

"In my son's view, the imperial court can promulgate an edict, which can clearly state that caste is abolished, all living beings are equal, and the fourth class can no longer exist. They can participate in the imperial examination to become officials, and they can also join the army."

"Aren't the nobles going to mess around and rebel?"

Mao Fu was startled and couldn't help but stand up straight.

"Father, what are you afraid of rebelling, just suppress it."

Mao Quan smiled lightly and said, "I'm afraid you have forgotten that this is not in Daming, but in the Qin Kingdom among the barbarians on the banks of the South China Sea."

"Five thousand capital battalions, five thousand native soldiers, the entire state of Qin, who dares to act presumptuously?"

Mao Fu narrowed his eyes and recalled the memory.

What this son said was true, he was trapped in Mount Lushan, and he couldn't see the environment he was in, so he thought he was an official in Daming!

Seeing his father lost in thought, Mao Quan continued his efforts and said a strong medicine: "Father, you seem to have forgotten that our Qin State is not only Saigon and Champa, but Annan in the north will also be under the jurisdiction of Qin State in the future."

"Annan also has imperial examinations, and Chinese characters are also used. There is no caste system there, and there is no Shiva teaching."

"Could it be that the imperial court wants to live in these two prefectures all the time?"

"You're right."

Mao Fu woke up suddenly, he had completely rejected the caste system in his heart, he got up quickly, and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"Qin Palace."

"Then you have to change your clothes!" Mao Quan said helplessly.

Mao Fu was taken aback, looked at the toga on his body, and then hurriedly changed into his official uniform.

It was not until late at night that Mao Fu returned helplessly, with anger and regret on his face.

"His Royal Highness rejected it."

Facing his own son, Mao Fu said angrily: "What about face, what about rule..."

"If the order is changed from day to day, His Royal Highness Qin Wang also wants to save face."

Mao Quan said softly: "I just figured this out just now. Your Highness is only sixteen, and your face is greater than the sky."

"Besides, the etiquette system of the Qin State is all established by the court, and even the father's second chancellor is also designated. The caste system may be the first time His Highness has written it, and he will not give it up easily, that's all..."

"Then what should we do?" Mao Fu pondered, gritted his teeth and said, "I will write to the imperial court and let His Majesty make a decision."

"No, my father is severing himself from the King of Qin, and from the State of Qin."

Mao Quan hurriedly dissuaded: "Don't worry, there is still one person in Qin! He will definitely not ignore him."

"You mean General Zhu?"

Mao Fu was stunned, and then put down the pen, with a relaxed look on his face.

As the emperor's half-adopted son, Zhu Jing's status is self-evident. Although he cannot interfere in Qin's internal affairs, as the leader of the army, he naturally has the responsibility to supervise Qin.

Again, the king of Qin is too young, the emperor is worried, for fear that he will be limped by the powerful officials in the country.

"Your Majesty is still thoughtful."

The tiredness on Mao Fu's face could not be concealed at all, he waved his hands and walked straight to the room.

And here, although Zhu Jing was distracted by the war in Annan, he reported the news of Qin almost every ten days, and invited the emperor with a secret box on time.

For King Qin's whimsical caste system, following Shiva's teachings, Zhu Jing dismissed it:
"King Qin is still too young."

"In Chinese history, neither Buddhism nor Taoism could affect the rule of the imperial court, let alone the position of Confucianism."

"The Shiva religion has obviously had an impact on Confucianism. Regardless of the emperor, the elders of the pavilion will definitely not like it."

"Although there was a estrangement afterwards, I have to report—"

Zhu Jing smiled wryly.

He will still go to the imperial court in the future, if he offends the group of literati, although the future is still bright, there will be many twists and turns.

Moreover, according to his understanding of the emperor, he was also dissatisfied with this move of King Qin.

Does he have a choice?
A secret box was sent to Beijing City by sea ship.

By the time they arrived in the capital, spring had passed and summer had arrived, and the emperor and his party went to Yuquan Villa.

Repeatedly in the past ten years, the scale of Yuquan Villa has become bigger and bigger.

Although there are only more than ten palaces and palaces, there are many kinds of gardens.

Such as Jiangnan Garden, Hundred Gardens, Spring Garden, etc., the colors are different and the scenery is very different, which makes people linger and forget to return.

There's even a ski resort that opened last year.

Although there is only one small snow slope with a length of about [-] meters, it has already given the emperor endless aftertaste.

Therefore, its scale is about one-third of the Forbidden City, and its daily maintenance requires more than 500 people.

What makes the princes happiest is that there is no restraint in the palace, or less restraint, who knows that they can play and play.

The emperor also liked this kind of freewheeling taste.

For him, the Forbidden City is like a government office.

Living there every day, next to the yamen of civil and military officials, monitoring means too much.

No, he has nothing to do, so he came to Baigong Garden.

This is a place specially arranged by the emperor, and there is no scenery inside. Basically, they are busy with mechanical creation.

It's completely different from the Ordnance Division.

For example, the emperor thought that azure porcelain was more beautiful, so the Baigong Garden dedicated people to study this kind of porcelain.

After finishing talking, it is a task-based craftsman bureau.

Unless there is a mission, most of the craftsmen will live scattered in Beijing and will not come here.

As usual, the emperor came to Baigongyuan to observe the task - the transformation of the steam engine.

Since the modification of the steam engine was designated more than ten years ago, and the concept of steam was mentioned, dozens of craftsmen have been researching day and night.

Zhu Yixi finally got good news from today's inspection.

"Have you researched a steam engine that can pull a carriage?"

The craftsman was taken aback when he heard the words, and shook his hair that could be knotted: "Your Majesty, the steam engine you requested is too powerful. I have been working for many years, but it is difficult to get results."

"But today, we have created a steam engine that can pump water."

"Pumping?"

The emperor was taken aback.

"It's pumping water..."

The man said cautiously: "I have heard that in recent years, the imperial court has experienced constant disasters, including droughts in Henan and Shandong, and the imperial court even allocated funds to treat the Huaihe River. So I thought, use the power of this steam engine to pump out water..."

"This machine can pump water directly from the Yellow River embankment, which is tens of feet high, and the common people will have water to use."

"You guys are doing a good job."

The emperor nodded and praised.

He felt that he was a little too ambitious.

This pumping steam engine is of great help to agriculture.

If you want to use this kind of steam engine to pull people, the difficulty is really high. I think that in the 150th century, the steam engine was invented for more than [-] years before there were trains.

It is really difficult for me to let the steam engine develop by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

"Continue to work hard. You should still focus on the direction of the rail carriage. The pulling force will be stronger and the size should be appropriate. My appropriation has never stopped..."

The emperor continued to boost morale.

Turning his head, Zhu Yixi said to Liu Afu: "Transport this thing to the mine. Didn't they say that there is a lot of groundwater? Just go get this pump."

"Yes—" Liu Afu was taken aback, isn't this used in agriculture?How to send it to the mine.

But he didn't care, it was his own ability to obey the emperor's orders.

"In addition, if someone wants to buy it, let the Ministry of Internal Affairs sell it at a suitable price, and I will also recover some of the cost."

Liu Afu suddenly realized.

Sure enough, the emperor's temper has not changed, and he is still reluctant to eat, thinking about trying to get back his money.

Although the improvement is not great, Zhu Yixi is still quite happy, and really wants to contact two or three concubines for a multiplayer event.

At this time, a wooden box was sent from Beijing.

"Master, this is from Annan—"

Liu Afu looked at the ink pad and seal on it, and said softly.

"I know."

Zhu Yixi nodded and opened it directly.

Zhu Yixi did not intend to carry forward the Manchu sect system, but still adhered to the principle of acting in secret.

From all over the country, only a hundred people have the right to play in secret.

Secret documents do not need to be processed by the Secretary of General Affairs, nor do they need to go through the cabinet, and they arrive directly at the emperor's desk, which is extremely efficient.

And this secret box from Annan, almost without thinking, it is Zhu Jing's handwriting.

Zhu Yixi opened Zhu Jing's secret box and opened it to have a look.

Liu Afu, who was on the side, looked at the emperor's face from the corner of his eye, and saw that his face was reddened by the naked eye, showing his anger.

"King Qin is confused——"

After a long time, it seemed that the anger had been digested, and the emperor regained his composure, and choked out four words.

Liu Afu who was on the side didn't dare to ask more questions, he could only stare at the side, and moved a few steps slowly, moving away a little.

Sure enough, the emperor began to pace up and down, talking to himself.

Liu Afu wished to plug his ears, feeling that he still couldn't stop those words from falling.

"King Qin is still too young..."

"Absurd decision..."

"I overestimated him too much, this is not a game..."

Zhu Yixi was not as calm as he appeared on the surface, and he couldn't be calm for a long time.

There is no doubt that the emperor did not want to interfere in Qin's internal affairs.

Because this will start a bad start, and then it will continue, causing future generations to learn to interfere in the vassal state, causing the vassal state to lose heart.

But at this moment, he felt that he had to do it.

"King Qin is only 16 years old, too young."

Zhu Yixi shook his head and smiled wryly: "What do I think about the hope that such a young man will rule a country?"

(End of this chapter)