Daming: I help my wife be the empress

Chapter 436 Each has a choice, Suzerain School

Lu Wang Zhu Yihai is 28 years old this year, and he is at the time when he has great ambitions. He dare not have any ideas on Daming's side, but he is quite interested in going overseas to become a vassal.

Hearing Zhu Changhao's words, he couldn't help retorting: "How can it be so easy to capsize and fall into the sea? I fled from Shandong to Zhejiang, and was taken to Nanjing from Zhejiang not long ago. I took the sea route. Is it not doing well now?
What's more, this brochure clearly stated that today's intention to open up overseas raw land needs to be guarded and developed by the vassal king.In this way, we must be well-planned when sending us overseas, and the possibility of accidents is very small. "

Zhu Yujian also expressed his position at this time: "I also think that it is better to go overseas to be a feudal clan than to stay in Daming, but the matter of confiscating the feudal clan overseas will be after the world is in peace. I am afraid that I am too old to wait until then. "

Among them, Tang Wang Zhu Yujian is the oldest, both are 44 years old, and a small part of his hair is gray.

Zhu Youlang was the youngest, only 23 years old, and he was formally conferred the title of King Gui only when he came to Nanjing.

Among the four of them, he really had no idea. He heard the words and said, "Don't worry, King Tang. Since you are the celestial maiden and the lord of destiny, it won't take long to pacify the world. It is estimated that the captives will be cleared in three to five years at most." Get out of the gate.

As for the choice of this vassal, I can understand Uncle Lu——Uncle Lu likes music, making pianos, calligraphy and painting, and there will be many like-minded people in Daming. Fellow friends. "

"Hey, Nephew Gui is right. I want to stay in Daming for a reason." Speaking of this, King Lu looked outside the hall door before lowering his voice, "It's about my experience of being supported twice. , I really dare not choose to seal the vassal overseas, or stay in Daming, and stay under the eyelids today, so that the imperial court can feel at ease, and I can feel at ease."

After hearing this, Zhu Yujian and Zhu Yihai looked at each other, knowing that it was impossible to persuade Zhu Changhao to choose to seal the feudal domain overseas.

The two came here to persuade Zhu Changhao for a purpose. Since the first purpose could not be achieved, they could only settle for the second best.

Zhu Yujian said: "If King Lu decides to stay in Daming, can I pay for the shares when I go overseas in the future?"

Hearing this, Zhu Changhao looked at Zhu Yujian and Zhu Yihai, and said with a smile, "Are you two here to borrow money?"

King Tang and King Lu couldn't help but blush when they heard the words.

In terms of poverty among the kings, the two are in the top ranks, not much better than those white clans who adopted Miezong and vassal kings as their heirs.

King Lu was different. He saw the opportunity early, but fled to the south of the Yangtze River with a considerable part of his belongings.

Tang Wang had a thicker skin after all, and said: "You can't say borrowing, it's investing in shares. As stated in this white paper, in the future, if I make money in overseas fiefdoms, I will give you dividends."

Zhu Yihai followed suit and said, "King Lu, whether you want to make pianos or buy music scores, you still need to spend money. If you stay in Daming, you can't do business, and you don't have a fief, so you can't sit and eat, right?

Since you don't want to take risks overseas, isn't it a good choice to invest in us? "

Knowing that there will be no financial resources in the future, Zhu Changhao is becoming more and more stingy, and he doesn't know how much money the feudal vassal can really transfer overseas-the white paper says that it has been sealed to the birthplace.

He then looked at Zhu Youlang and said with a smile: "Nephew Gui Wang should not be short of money, right? Why don't you two borrow it from him?"

Zhu Youlang smiled wryly when he heard the words, "Uncle Lu, my father and I were exiled to Guangxi last year. How much property do we have? If there were, I wouldn't follow Uncle Lu to ask for money today."

"You kid really came to borrow money?" Zhu Changhao stared.

"Yeah." Zhu Youlang nodded, "If Uncle Lu Wang doesn't help, my whole family will drink the northwest wind."

King Lu frowned.

He didn't believe that Zhu Youlang would drink the Northwest Wind - the salary given today is small, but it must be enough for the family to eat and clothe, at most it is almost impossible to enjoy.

Looking at the appearance of the three of them, he knew that it would be impossible not to bleed today, so he said: "Well, I will borrow 1 taels each of you, and don't try to trick me again."

In fact, Zhu Changhao has a good relationship with the three of them. If other vassal kings come, he will not borrow a penny.

Zhu Youlang immediately laughed and said, "Thank you Uncle Lu!"

Zhu Yihai and Zhu Yujian were frowning, thinking: What is 1 taels enough for?It seems that in the future, I still have to go to Lu Wang's place more often.

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Under the leadership of Aimee Zhu, the efficiency of the Ming court was greatly improved.

Now that the matter of suzerain-vassal reform was agreed, the formal intention was announced on September [-]th.

On September 27th, the 500 princes who were in Nanjing, and more than [-] heirs of county princes, were sent to the "Daming Zongfan School" opened in Xiaolingwei to receive education.

It must be mentioned that, among the 27 princes, six of them were originally all clans within five suits were wiped out, and the other six were trapped in the hands of thieves and disappeared.

Therefore, there are 12 princes who were actually conferred by the Ministry of Rites from the nearby clan.

There were actually only 15 princes or their heirs who fled to Jiangnan.Therefore, regardless of other people, the 12 princes who were sealed by the imperial family must obey Aimi Zhu's orders-their throne was given by Aimi Zhu.

As for the 613 county kings on the list, the court has only found more than 300 at present, and it is difficult to determine whether the rest are alive or dead.

For these "missing" county kings, the court will no longer choose the clan to inherit the title.

The imperial court allowed at most one vassal king to send five heirs to the vassal school for education at the same time, so there were more than 500 heirs of the county princes who enrolled in the first batch.

The principal of the Zongfan School is Huiwang Zhu Changrun.

This person is the first generation of King Hui, the sixth son of Emperor Wanli, and he can be regarded as the highest successor to the throne among the princes.

But Zhu Changrun was obsessed with Buddhism, he practiced Zen and worshiped Buddha all day long, and he was ignorant of worldly affairs, so he was not a person who could accomplish anything at all.

Aimee Zhu appointed him as the principal of the Zongfan School, and she only used his name, and the school's affairs were actually managed by three vice principals.

In addition, the suzerain school implemented a boarding system and semi-military management.

The prince has three days off for every seven days of class; the heir of the county prince has two days off for every eight days of class.

The princes and heirs of the county had no place to live in Nanjing, and the number of them was so large that it was difficult for the court to arrange them, so Auntie Zhu let them all live in the collective dormitory of the vassal school.

The princes also need dormitories, but they are small residential courtyards with bedrooms, living rooms, and kitchens.

Considering that the heirs of the county princes who are too old or too young will definitely not be able to bear the hardships of living in the collective dormitory, so when Auntie Zhu ordered the county princes to send their heirs to Nanjing, they made regulations.

The age of the prince of the county must be between 13 and 30 years old, and those who are older than this age do not need to come...
September [-], morning.

Zhu Yujian, king of the Tang Dynasty, brought a middle-aged servant to the Daming Zongfan School in Xiaolingwei in a carriage.

Only then did he discover that the so-called school was the original Xiaolingwei camp and several nearby villages where the families of former Xiaolingwei soldiers lived.

The soldiers of Xiaoling Guard had been reorganized into the Nanjing Garrison as early as April and May, and their family members had also recently moved to other places to live, so this place was vacated.

However, there is now a battalion of Nanjing garrison troops stationed here.

After Zhu Yujian asked his servant to find someone to report, he was quickly taken to a small village with dozens of households and handed over to Li Tie, the "village head" of this village.

Li Tie is actually a somewhat disabled veteran, and he was quite polite when he saw Zhu Yujian.

He led the two of them to a small residential courtyard with "Tang King's Dormitory" hanging on it, and said with a smile, "My lord, this is your dormitory at school. Go in and have a look. If there is anything missing, you can Come to me at the east end of the village, and I will help you apply."

Zhu Yujian nodded, "I'll trouble Village Chief Li to take care of her from now on."

Li Tie smiled and said, "My lord, you are welcome, this is our job."

This is not the first time Zhu Yujian heard the new word "work". It was often mentioned by the guards guarding them before, and it is said that it came from the guards.

Zhu Yujian entered the small courtyard with his servants and found that although it was simple, it was cleaned very well.

Then I went to look around a few houses in the house, and found that the basic expenses are not lacking, so I can move in directly.

This reminded him of his life inside the high walls of Fengyang, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Except for those adopted clans, I should be the one who is most suitable for boarding life in this school, right?"

After speaking, his eyes fell on a white paper booklet on the table in the main room.

I saw that there were eight horizontal characters written on it - "Ming Zongfan Schooling Manual".

(End of this chapter)