Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1058
Qin State, Hanoi City.

With the arrival of the dry season, the entire Qin State fell into a busy state, and the crowds in the city rushed to the west of the city.

The king drove along, followed closely by civil and military officials, with serious faces, not daring to overstep the rules in the slightest.

After the car stopped, King Qin appeared in front of everyone with a calm expression.

In front of him was a huge palace, slightly inferior to the royal palace, covering an area of ​​nearly fifty acres.

The huge West City was almost designed to set off it.

Everyone looked up: the most holy teacher.

Under the sunlight, these four big characters glisten.

The huge Fuzi Temple is composed of three major architectural complexes: Confucian Temple, Xuegong, and Gongyuan.

There are Zhaobi, Panchi, Archway, Juxing Pavilion, Kuixing Pavilion, Lingxing Gate, Dacheng Hall, Mingde Hall, Zunjing Pavilion and other buildings.

There is no need to mention the school, it is the Imperial College of the Qin State.

The Gong Yuan is the Gong Yuan of Qin State.

The space of the old shed built of bricks and tiles has more than doubled, and can accommodate candidates to sit and lie down and stretch their sleeping positions.

At the same time, the furniture in the test shed is basically made of bamboo, which is very comfortable.

At this moment, those who greeted him at the gate were Duke Yansheng, Kong Xingyu, the No. 60 fifth generation grandson of Confucius, and the uncle of Kong Yuqi, the contemporary Duke of Yansheng.

It can be said that its seniority is still relatively high.

Along with him, there are Zeng, Meng and other virtuous descendants.

How can the Confucian family be missing in the way of enlightenment.

The Duke of Yansheng in the Ming Dynasty was passed down one after another by the Confucian temples in the north and the south. No one was willing to take up the post overseas and educate the barbarians.

How can the emperor bear it?
So the descendants of the Confucian family were directly drawn out, and they packed up and came to Qin State directly, making them the head of culture and education:
Duke Yansheng.

The Confucius family is like a signboard for scholars, as long as you want to pass the imperial examination to obtain an official position, you have to pay homage to the Confucius family.

Therefore, letting the Kong family take charge of the context would do more good than harm to the King of Qin.

As for the Zhang family in Longhu Mountain, they will arrive in Hanoi soon after they set off to establish a branch.

In addition, religious lineages such as Zen Buddhism will also send broken hands to the south to carry out the great cause of missionary work, thereby defending the fruits of victory of the Ming Dynasty and completely assimilating the Qin State.

"Your Highness, there are nearly [-] test sheds in the Tribute Academy. There are no stinky horns or rain horns, which are enough to support our Qin Kingdom for a hundred years."

After Kong Xingyu accompanied King Qin to offer incense, he brought the King of Qin to the next door Gong Yuan to inspect the examination shed.

The King of Qin walked around and said casually: "Last year, there were a thousand examinees in Qin State. With the accumulation of time, I am afraid that after ten years, we will not be able to keep up with [-] candidates. We have to leave room for expansion."

"Yes!"

"How many supervisors are there in the Imperial College?"

Judge Li Cao on the side hurriedly stood up: "Your Highness, there are about five hundred students in the Imperial College."

"Too little." King Qin shook his head, thinking about it.

Apart from the fact that there are fewer scholars, there is no other reason than that the environment of supervisors is relatively strict, and every move is bound by rules.

But supervising students is very important.

Jinshi is taken once every three years, while supervisors can be admitted at any time, and the number is not limited.

Then Guozijian can directly train it to be an official and let it serve as a local official.

Jinshi is the main official and sits in the hall, while the supervisor is the assistant second official.

In this way, supervising students can replace Daming's provincial examination, saving a lot of resources.

"It is ordered that the supervisors can receive one stone of grain and one penny of silver every month to fund their education."

"Yes!" The judge of the Ministry of Rites hurriedly flattered: "Your Highness loves to learn, and he has the demeanor of an ancient sage."

"Hahaha!" King Qin smiled, shook his head and said, "If I have [-]% of today's virtues, it is enough for great governance."

A few days later, the Wu Temple was built, and King Qin watched the ceremony again and offered incense.

In the following months, a Zen temple was established in Sandao Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist Zhang family also established a vein in Sandao Mountain.

Amidst the ups and downs, dozens of temples of Buddhism and Taoism set up Dharma lines in Hanoi of Qin State and recruited disciples.

Even the four major academies, including Bailudong Academy, were forced to establish branches to recruit local students.

For a time, the entire Qin State's literary and morals prospered.

……

Khmer, Phnom Penh.

The earth wall, which was no more than two feet high, was already uneven and incomplete, and a corner of the city wall that was connected as a whole had already collapsed, allowing a carriage to walk.

On the city wall, corpses are running rampant, bloodstained, and flags are hanging down. It can be described as a crushing defeat.

At the gap, the surviving soldiers leaned on each other and lined up in two rows, their faces full of confusion, leaving the road empty.

And outside the city, a large army of about 5000 people was lining up to take time off.

The soldiers were dressed in black and red military robes dyed with fine linen, and red triangle scarves around their necks, which looked extraordinarily dazzling.

Bayong held the bamboo hat on his head in his hands, making the sun above his head less sweltering, and fanned the wind for an excuse, took a sip of salt water from his waist, and moistened his thirsty lips:

"Fuck me, why is it so slow? I'm already hungry."

As soon as the man at the side took out the wild fruit from his bosom, he was snatched by Bayonghei, and he couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Old man, you are not kind, how can you learn from that bird man?"

"I always like to snatch food."

"Hahaha!" Ba Yong didn't think he was disobedient, but took out another small gourd from his waist and threw it into his hand.

The latter hurriedly took a sip and wanted to drink again, but was taken back.

"Just take a sip." Bayong said in a low voice: "Your cat's amount, you can't pour it down."

"Hey, good wine." The man giggled, his dark face showed a bit of longing: "The Khmer Kingdom is finally broken, and the brothers will enjoy the blessings..."

"What kind of wine and meat, titles and fields, they have everything."

Hearing this, Bayong's eyes couldn't help trembling.

The reason why these veterans of the Beijing camp participated in the great event of opening up the vassal state was not for fame and fortune?

In Daming, the Beijing camp has a large number of people and few opportunities, and they will not favor them, a group of 40-year-old veterans who are about to retire.

Therefore, going abroad to fight has become the best choice.

In the battle of the Qin Kingdom in the past, thousands of Beijing camps, old and young, made countless contributions. The officers who survived were basically awarded titles, and ordinary soldiers also obtained land and property and became rich.

It can even enrich the place and serve as an official.

After all, the military school in the Beijing camp has been running all the time, and it is necessary to know a thousand characters. Basically, every soldier who has been a soldier for two or three years can be regarded as a rough proficiency in characters.

What the main hall officials can't do, the assistant second officials are more than enough.

And in this foreign land, what better bureaucrat than these soldiers?

It is also the power of role models like the Qin State that those veterans who are still agitated dare to sign up and go south to fight for wealth.

With the imminent fall of Phnom Penh City, for everyone, it is already the harvest season, and wealth is just around the corner, how can they be unhappy?
Zhu Can, as the chief general, was equally happy.

At this time, he was wearing a red robe, the breeze was blowing, his armor was bright, and he looked majestic at a glance.

He was nearly forty years old, but at this time his mind was agitated.

Back then in Xi'an Mansion, a dozen or so people made brothers with each other and were taken care of by the current emperor at the same time, but now only three or four survived, not in the army.

He was young at the time and missed the founding of the country. Now he can only turn to Khmer and try his best for King Wei's founding of the country. It is considered the best path.

After many months, through the smog, mosquitoes, damp heat, malaria, etc., Phnom Penh City was finally broken.

Khmer surrendered, and the city of Phnom Penh was completely handed over to King Wei. It was so perfect, shouldn't it be an earl?
What kind of wealth is a complete royal palace, the royal capital?
In fact, if he won the favor of King Wei, he would even be able to shade his son as a feudal lord and spread his branches and leaves.

Soon, the Khmer royal family and the civil and military officials were all forced out of the city to surrender, showing great respect.

Since then, Khmer, which has been passed down for hundreds of years from the Angkor Dynasty, has completely perished.

……

"Great victory, great victory, Master Wang cruised the South China Sea, wiped out hundreds of pirates, and rescued more than a thousand common people..."

Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the city of Beijing is still being ravaged by autumn tigers. Dry weeds stick out from the cracks in the bricks, are dried in the blink of an eye, and then trampled.

The newsboys wore short jackets, straw sandals, and large bags of newspapers on their bodies. The stacks of newspapers were sealed so that no one would fall out.

Pedestrians were in a hurry, and when they heard the news, they couldn't help but take out a few pennies from their pockets to buy today's spiritual food.

Rickshaws adapted to the narrow hutongs of Beijing, and were loved by many people. In less than a year, they swept the whole of Beijing, with more than a thousand rickshaw drivers, large and small.

In the Metropolitan Procuratorate, several young censors were quite angry, thinking that substituting human power for animal power is no less than degrading people as livestock, which is not in line with etiquette and human feelings.

However, rickshaws are related to the livelihood of thousands of people, and they are still in the capital. After this memorial was selected by the Tongzhengyuan to the cabinet, it was returned by the same route.
Naturally, due to its price, only people above the middle class will do it, but ordinary people can only stay away.

Even though he got on this rickshaw more than once, Zhu Ziang sincerely admired this convenient tool.

"Little boy, bring me a bulletin."

Pedaling on the bicycle, the driver slowed down and waved his hand. The child selling along the street immediately chased after him and picked up a newspaper.

"Chenghui, a big coin (ten coins)." The newsboy was in his teens, and although his clothes were rough, they were still clean.

Zhu Zi'ang didn't care about this little money, and he looked up when he picked up the newspaper.

Not to mention the good news, but he paid special attention to the novels in the newspaper, and it was interesting to read them.

"The Great Ming navy is invincible and invincible, the little pirates really deserve to die!"

The little newsboy puffed out his small chest, his face full of pride.

Maybe it was because he was with newspapers all day long. Although he had to eat and sleep in the open air, and it was hard to get enough food and clothing, but as a Chinese citizen, he felt excited whenever he saw such a thing.

"Little guy." Zhu Ziang smiled and rewarded him with a penny.

The latter immediately beamed with joy and held on to the carriage without letting go.

Zhu Ziang was startled, and suddenly became angry: "Little thing, what are you doing?"

The rickshaw was three minutes faster.

"Sir, you are going to be promoted!"

The newsboy didn't take it seriously, with a flattering smile on his face.

"You boy is clever."

Zhu Zi'ang smiled softly, his eyes were full of complacency.

"Sir, you are imposing, and your noble aura rises upwards. I have seen you from afar..."

The newsboy couldn't stop flattering.

After listening for a long time, Zhu Zi'ang asked people to stop, and said with great interest: "If you file a complaint, I, the sesame official, will forget it."

"I can count enough servants."

"Sir, you misunderstood." The newsboy suddenly took out a book from his pocket:
The eunuchs are all over the place.

"Huh?" Zhu Ziang became interested.

He flipped through it and was amazed.

This is the background introduction of the cabinet, eight ministries, and officials of all sizes, and even high-ranking officials from various provinces, noble military officers, etc. It can be said to be everything.

For a small official like him, it is of great benefit.

At least I know which way to go.

"Very good, how much?"

The newsboy blinked his eyes: "Ten silver dollars, this is a rare item, I snatched it specially, and there are so many people selling it..."

Zhu Ziang was taken aback for a moment, he is so dark!

But for the future, this money is nothing.

Gritting his teeth, he directly took out a bank note from his inner sleeve.

After taking the book, Zhu Ziang eagerly flipped through it.

Each official introduced about three to five crosses, directly half an inch thick, and at the end, he saw a line of words:

Ordered by Shaowu in 19 years.

Well, what a liar, he even lied to me with last year's book.

Zhu Ziang was quite annoyed.

But soon he came to his senses: "Since there are last year's ones, there must be this year's ones."

"I'm going to buy this year's one, isn't it?"

As a member of the imperial family, Zhu Zi'ang first went to the residence of the first assistant to deliver the greeting card.

At this time, Zhu Shoufu's name was Wei Dazhen, and he used the Anhui case to ruthlessly refute the face of Feng Xianzong and Du Yinxi, and won a great reputation.

In the officialdom, he has always been with the red and the white, so he has no reason not to go.

It's a pity that the people queuing up outside the mansion are already a long queue, and they can't squeeze forward at all.

After submitting the post, Zhu Ziang returned disappointed.

At this time, a carriage stopped, and the first assistant Zhu Mou stepped off the carriage, which immediately aroused everyone's emotions, and it became lively in an instant.

But Zhu Mou ignored it and walked towards the mansion on his own.

"The master is in a good mood, and the little ones are also at ease."

Just after returning home, Zhu Mou suddenly heard the housekeeper say this.

The butler has been with him for seventeen or eighteen years. Speaking of it, he has spent more time with him than his children. In private, he is close to others, and he speaks and laughs freely.

"You can tell I'm in a good mood?"

"Master is blessed!" The butler laughed.

The smile on Zhu Mou's face faded instantly.

In the cabinet today, Feng Xianzong was implicated in cutting his salary for three months because of his recommendation.

Du Yinxi was criticized indifferently by the emperor.

Both of them lost face, which was extremely beneficial to him and Shoufu.

Only then did he understand that to control the cabinet does not necessarily require his own prestige to be prominent, but it can also lower the prestige of his colleagues.

So once back and forth, didn't he go up indirectly?
If we knew this earlier, why bother to plan Kang Guo?
But now even the housekeeper can see his complacency, and he thinks he has lost his sense of proportion.

"Why are there so many people outside the door?"

Changing clothes, Zhu Mou said casually.

"It was only half a street a few days ago, but it has been full in the past few days. There are more than 300 people who want to visit you every day, and they are all officials above the seventh rank..."

The housekeeper said with a smile: "Master's reputation is becoming more and more prominent."

(End of this chapter)