I want to be a grandson

Chapter 619 Competing for the right to speak!
"My minister pays homage to His Majesty, Your Majesty bows!"

As soon as he entered the Jinshen Hall, the acting king Zhu Gui bowed down and saluted.

Seeing his solemn appearance, Zhu Yunxi hurried forward to support him and said, "Uncle Thirteen, please get up quickly, why are you doing such a big ceremony? If you have something to say, speak up."

"Yes, I thank you, Your Majesty!"

After taking him to the side hall, Zhu Yunxi asked after the two sat down, "What's the matter with Uncle Thirteen coming so early?"

The acting king Zhu Gui replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I have been in the capital for several months, and I have already exceeded the etiquette of the feudal king's return to the capital. If it were not for His Majesty's grace to keep you, I would not be able to stay for such a long time.

Now that this year has passed, it's time for me to go back, so I'm here today to ask His Majesty to resign. "

Zhu Gui had asked to resign before, but he didn't agree to being Zhu Yunxie and let him stay in the capital.

On the one hand, because Xu Miaojin is going to give birth, she can feel at ease with her sister taking care of her in the palace on behalf of the princess.

And after the child is born, someone needs to take care of it. The Dai Wangfei is a person who has given birth to a child and has experience in this regard.

On the other hand, it is for Zhu Yuanzhang. After all, he is old and often feels lonely. This is the normal state of the elderly, and they all look forward to having their children and grandchildren by their side.

Zhu Yunxi heard the words and said: "Uncle Thirteen, spring is coming soon, the northern Oirat Tatars should not invade Daming, so the border is safe, why don't Uncle Thirteen stay in the capital for a while, and spend time with Grandpa Huang,
He is getting old and needs to be accompanied by his relatives. Uncle Thirteen is just there to be a sister. Grandpa Huang misses his relatives. "

Dai Wang Zhu Gui smiled wryly: "I have been with the old man for such a long time, and if I continue to accompany him, he should be annoying. At first, he was quite affectionate, then he became indifferent, and then he became impatient, hehehe..."

"Besides, I've been in the capital for such a long time. If I don't go back, I can't justify it. Those censors may write a letter to impeach me."

Zhu Yunxi laughed and said, "They just like to impeach this and impeach that if they have nothing to do, you don't have to pay attention to them."

After joking for a while, the acting king Zhu Gui still asked to return to the Datong fief, and Zhu Yunxi also knew that he could no longer keep him, so he "reluctantly" agreed.

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"Father, the child is leaving... Take care..."

In the Dashan Temple, Zhu Gui, the generation king who has always been carefree and grumpy, shed tears and knelt in front of Zhu Yuanzhang to say goodbye like a tearful man.

"We know, we know, slow down on your way back, don't rush too much..."

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help being moved when he wanted to part with his son, and he said: "When you arrive in the fief, you will be fine, don't do anything out of line, you are such an adult, don't let us worry...

And you are the vassal king of the Ming Dynasty, you must always remember your duties, resist foreign invasions, protect the people of one side, and be loyal to the court..."

"Yes, I will remember it, my son, thank you for your teaching..."

Zhu Yuanzhang patted him on the shoulder, his eyes were a little red, and he said earnestly: "We are old now, and now the emperor of Ming Dynasty is Yunxi. According to his seniority, although he is your nephew,

But you have to remember that the royal family first discusses the dignity and inferiority, and then the family relationship. You should respect him and be loyal to him, so that you can live in peace..."

"We know in our hearts that Yunxi values ​​family affection. As long as you don't provoke him, he won't trouble you easily, do you understand?"

"Yes, my son understands. Please rest assured, Daddy. My son must abide by his duty, abide by his loyalty, and never cause trouble. Don't worry, Daddy."

"Ugh……"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed, his eyes full of parting reluctance: "Go, go, you won't be able to make it to the post station to rest..."

"Yes, the baby is gone, please take care, father..."

Although there was deep reluctance in his heart, the acting king Zhu Gui still left.

Afterwards, Jin Wang Zhu Wei also asked Zhu Yunxi to resign. After all, he returned to Beijing with Dai Wang, so it was not good to stay any longer.

However, no matter what he said, Zhu Yunxi did not agree and insisted on letting him stay in the capital.

It is now the third year of Xuanwu. According to the historical year, it should be the 31st year of Hongwu. That is, in this year, the king of Jin, Zhu Wei, passed away at the end of March.
Then Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sent by the white-haired man to the black-haired man, passed away at the end of June, and the dragon controlled Bintian.

Zhu Yunxi didn't know how much the death of the King of Jin Zhu Yuan had hit Zhu Yuanzhang, but seeing that all three of his sons had passed away, he was definitely sad,

Zhu Yunxi only hoped that he could keep King Jin in the capital, and he could be cured by the imperial physician in the palace to alleviate his illness and prolong his life. Perhaps this was also a comfort to Zhu Yuanzhang.

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"This Fang Xiaoru, is it possible that he is very idle!"

"And Xie Jin, isn't he studying at home, why hasn't he made any progress!"

Sitting in the hall, Zhu Yunxi couldn't help being a little angry when he saw the report sent by Jiang Yu, the commander of Jin Yiwei.

Because in this report, it is said that Fang Xiaoru, the instructor of Hanzhong, was very dissatisfied with the imperial court’s establishment of a propaganda department in Sanfo Qi. He not only told his student Jiang at home, but also told his students in the school,

And in public, he did not hide his dissatisfaction at all, and repeatedly accused the court of contempt!
"Fang Xiaoru and Xie Jin are in Hanzhong, and the other is in Jiangxi. Why did they get mixed up? Did you Jinyiwei find out?" Zhu Yunxi asked dissatisfied.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, although Xie Jin and Fang Xiaoru have never met, I heard that Xie Jin admired Fang Xiaoru's knowledge and character, and praised his relatives, friends and students more than once..."

Jiang Yu continued: "Later, Xie Jin sent several letters to Fang Xiaoru, asking the teacher to ask about the above-mentioned matters, and after a while, he talked about the government affairs of the court..."

"Your Majesty, the two of them have quite objections to the imperial court's establishment of the Department of Consolation at Sanfo Qi. Firstly, they say that it is a waste of money and money, and wastes national strength.
Second, I think it was Ma He who led the soldiers there and used force to force them to submit. That's why Liang Daoming, the leader of Sanfoqi, came to Beijing to ask..."

"I don't know how the brains of these literati grow!" Zhu Yunxi scolded.

Jiang Yu tentatively asked: "Your Majesty, there are clear words in the Ming Dynasty's law regarding the government affairs. Everyone is allowed to speak out, but the living staff are not allowed. They have violated the court laws by talking like this, why not..."

Zhu Yunxi glared at him, and Jiang Yu immediately trembled with fright, and hurriedly bowed to salute, bending extremely low, not daring to say another word.

Of course, it is possible to arrest it, and it doesn't matter if it is caught by ordinary people.

But are Fang Xiaoru and Xie Jineng ordinary people?
Not to mention that they are the masters of Confucianism, at least they are also top literati. Their knowledge and reputation are beyond the reach of others, and they are sought after and admired by many people.

Even if they are arrested, since the charges are not serious, they will be punished one or two times, but they still have to be released.

But doing so will inevitably arouse discussions among scholars, and in serious cases, many scholars may petition!

Where will I put my face at that time?
You must know that the right to speak in ancient times was actually in the hands of scholars. They held pens and used some spring and autumn brushwork to embellish their mistakes with ease!

How many emperors were accused of being tyrants and faint kings because they didn't agree with their wishes, and they couldn't get rid of the reputation of cruelty and inhumanity!
In addition, it is not enough to kill the scholars, because they represent the gentry class, and it is impossible for me to eradicate a whole class of people!

Even if you have the heart, now is not the time!

The point is that when a class is eradicated, new people will become this...

So the best way is to turn them into sheep, lambs that you can squeeze and round at will, but you can't resist!
It's really not worth it to cause such a big trouble for myself just to punish them now!

"Go to the founding mansion and invite Chang Sen!" Zhu Yunxie ordered.

"Yes, I obey!"

Jiang Yu stepped back, and when he walked outside the hall, he gently touched his forehead, only to realize that it was wet at some point...

"Your Majesty, drink a cup of tea to soothe your throat..." Wang Zhong took a cup of tea and put it on the desk.

Zhu Yunxi picked it up and drank it slowly, thinking about how to deal with it while drinking.

It is the early Ming Dynasty, and the imperial court attaches great importance to military generals, so civil servants are important, but the military generals still secretly overwhelm them.

But in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, with the help of that Ming foreign student, the elite were wiped out, and during the defense of the capital, the civilian officials completely controlled the military power.

Since then, military generals have become vassals of civil officials, and everything depends on the faces of civil officials. The pattern of civil servants controlling military generals was also formed at that time.

Civil officials and scholars are one, so the voices of scholars represent the meaning of civil officials, not all of them, at least part of them!

It is precisely for this reason that in the late Ming Dynasty, a scholar who was still an examinee could decide who could be admitted as a Jinshi and who could be the number one scholar!

It even went so far as to be able to influence the decision of the chief minister of the cabinet, and to make the chief minister's words obey such absurd things!
So if you want to compete with scholars, you must first compete for the right to speak!
Only by holding the right to speak in your own hands can they not confuse the world!

"My humble minister Chang Sen, I pay my respects to Your Majesty! Your Majesty Sheng'an!"

"Uncle please hurry up, we are all a family, there is no need to perform such a big ceremony! Come, uncle, let's talk in the side hall." Then he dragged Chang Sen into the side hall,

"Wang Zhong, brew the tribute tea from Fujian and ask Uncle San to taste how it tastes."

When they came to the side hall, as soon as the two sat down, Wang Zhong brought hot tea, and Zhu Yunxi asked Chang Sen to taste it.

"Uncle, how are you doing this year?"

"Okay, okay, everything is okay, thanks to His Majesty's concern, everything is fine."

Zhu Yunxi laughed and said, "Uncle never comes to the palace during the Chinese New Year, we can have a meal and talk together...

By the way, I heard that my uncle twisted his waist. I wonder if he is better now?Did my uncle use the ginseng and antler that was sent to me, and the effect is still good? "

Thinking of this, Chang Sen felt warm in his heart. It was really warming that his nephew missed him so much.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, I have used all of His Majesty's rewards, and the effect is very good. Now it is very smooth, and there is no hindrance to walking and doing things. Thank you, Your Majesty."

"You don't have to be polite, uncle, it's what you should do. It's just that I'm busy with government affairs and I really can't take time off. Why don't I go to visit my uncle... What did the imperial doctor say? The back injury needs to be taken care of, so don't leave any root cause... "

After learning about Chang Sen's lumbar sprain, Zhu Yunxi sent an imperial doctor to treat him, so he asked this question.

Chang Sen replied that his injury was completely healed, and he was afraid that his nephew would be worried, so he would stand up and twist and writhe to show his recovery, Zhu Yunxie was so frightened that he quickly stopped him.

Good guy, twisted so much, even a good waist will be twisted!

Seeing that his injury had completely healed, Zhu Yunxi felt relieved and said, "I invite uncle into the palace today. Firstly, we are talking. I haven't seen uncle for a while, and I miss him very much..."

"Well, there's one thing I want to bother uncle about, but I don't know..."

Hearing this, Chang Sen immediately patted his chest and said, "As long as His Majesty has orders, I will obey them! There is no other way!"

"With uncle's words, then I can rest assured..."

So Zhu Yunxi said: "Uncle, I want to start a tabloid, which is a tabloid run by private businessmen in the Northern Song Dynasty, also known as news, small books, and newspapers. Uncle should know it? I want to ask my uncle to take charge of this matter... "

"Oh, I know……"

Chang Sen understood immediately because of the "newspaper".This kind of stuff is not unusual.

The imperial court had a residence report, but the contents of the residence report were mainly the emperor's edict, daily words and deeds, government decrees and bulletins, chapters and lists of ministers at all levels, reports from provincial temple supervisors and other institutions, and battle reports of border garrisons.

Some are aimed at the government's decrees, and some just need to be known to the officials, and the common people are not very interested in these.

The original version of the Dibao was only sent to the chiefs of the yamen at all levels, and bureaucrats and gentry other than the chiefs often saw only copies of it.

Therefore, most of the Dibao in the Song Dynasty were copied, and only a small part of the manuscripts were printed and distributed in the form of "block printing", so this also created an industry, that is, copying newspapers.

Tabloids in the Song Dynasty began in the Northern Song Dynasty and prevailed in the Southern Song Dynasty.Is an unofficial newspaper published illegally.

It is mainly published in Bianliang and Lin'an, the capital, with an uncertain period.

Tabloid was the general term for such newspapers at that time.Sometimes it is also called "news", so that the term "news" began to be associated with newspapers.

The publishers of the tabloids are usually officials stationed in the capital, envoys, mid-level and lower-level officials of the imperial court, and bookstore owners in order to earn extra money.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, the tabloids often carried news of northern soldiers and civilians fighting against the Jin soldiers and memorials of officials from the main combat faction opposing the peace talks.

Therefore, the feudal rulers added the crimes of "fabricating false rumors" and "spreading chaos" and were severely banned.

Since the Song Dynasty, publications similar to tabloids have been published in various generations, which were called small books, small banknotes or newspapers at that time, and were also banned.

In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, "Beijing News" appeared, which was a semi-official periodical published in Beiping by the Minister of Tongzheng or the cabinet.

To compete for the right to speak, is there anything more direct and effective than running a newspaper?

(End of this chapter)