Brother Zhu Youxiao

"Zhang Jun! Pass the ball to me!"

"coming!"

When Zhu Youjian inquired about the overseas students, the wind from Xiaoxiyang had already blown the warm monsoon to blow away the chill of the Indian servants.

At this moment, Luoyi City (Calcutta), the capital of Zhou Kingdom, is undergoing a Cuju competition among citizens.

In a square city wall made of stones, on a kickju field that is similar to a football field, young people aged [-] or [-] are running.

On the surrounding city walls, thousands of citizens watched the arena with small horses. As the royal family, the Zhou Wang family sat on the stone platform at the side of the arena, hiding in the hot sun to watch the match.

"Father, there are [-] natives rebelling in Zhongmou County in the north, and my elder brother has already led troops to suppress it."

Under the canopy, when the 61-year-old King of Zhou Zhu Gongyan was eating fruit and watching the game, standing behind him, the 30-year-old king of Huairen County Zhu Shaozhen stepped forward and whispered a reminder.

Hearing this, Zhu Gongyou frowned, and said helplessly: "These local people are always ungrateful, the imperial court has given them two mu of land each, and they still want to rebel."

"Father, I think it's better to deter them with threats. They are afraid of power but not virtue."

Behind Zhu Shaoxuan, the king of Chenliu County, Zhu Shaokun, stepped forward with dissatisfaction and said, "Anyway, in February, the fourth brother will extradite a thousand households from the imperial court, and now he is worrying about sending them out."

"Father, what the fifth younger brother said is true." Zhu Shaozheng echoed his younger brother's opinion, and seeing this, Zhu Gongyun also nodded:

"Okay, send a letter to your elder brother."

"Yes!" Seeing that their idea was approved, the two sons bowed to each other, then returned to their seats and sat down, continuing to watch the Cuju competition.

Now 11 years have passed since Zhou Fan became Fan, and many things happened in 11 years. The old Zhou King Zhu Suqin died of illness in the 17th year of Tianqi, and the son of Zhou Prince Zhu Gongyan came to the throne, and at the same time he canonized Zhu Shaoyu as his son.

The lineage of King Zhou entered the No.13 generation, and Zhu Gongyun and Zhu Shaotong also inherited the family tradition of the Zhou royal family.

Luoyi City is the capital of the Zhou royal family, and naturally it is also the place where the most immigrants live.

A total of 12 nationals migrated here, while the remaining 12 people were distributed in more than [-] counties in Zhou State.

Zhou State has more than 24 million mu of land. Although there are only 480 citizens, they occupy [-] million mu of land, which is close to one-third of Zhou State's land.

The remaining more than [-] million mu of land is the land that the Zhou royal family temporarily handed over to the local people for cultivation.

They can take back these lands at any time. The only way not to take back the land is for the whole family of the native people to learn the official language of Ming Dynasty and write Chinese characters.

If this can be done, or if the daughter is married to a Han Chinese, then Zhou Guo will give each of the local villagers five acres of land, which will allow a poor family to live a well-off life at once.

However, it is well known that Mandarin and Chinese characters are difficult to learn. Up to now, there are less than [-] indigenous households in the Zhou Dynasty who speak Mandarin and can write Chinese characters.

Because the learning environment is not good, most of the natives chose the second and more direct method, marrying their daughters...

Of course, this approach also resulted in many native men having no women, so they also used their strengths, often abducting native women in broad daylight to vent their animal desires.

In this regard, Zhou Wang Zhu Gongyan resolutely cracked down, so native men were often under the attack of the government, and such attacks naturally caused riots.

Zhongmu County (Durgapur) is the third most populous county in Zhou State, with more than 6000 residents and 17 natives.

At the beginning of the year, the young and middle-aged local natives had a trouble because of famine. Since Lu Xiangsheng was resigning from office at that time, Zhu Gongyun didn't want to find work at such a critical point, so he gave each of the local natives two acres of land.

Unexpectedly, it has only been less than a year, and the local natives have started to push forward and ask for five acres of land.

This move naturally angered Zhu Gongyan, and Zhu Shaotong, as the eldest son of the supervisor, naturally took responsibility and led the three battalions of more than [-] soldiers to Zhongmou County to suppress the rebellion.

For Zhu Gongyun, this kind of rebellion was easy to suppress, and his main concern was the safety of the [-] citizens in the city.

Fortunately, before the Cuju competition was over halfway, he received a message from Zhu Shaotong about Tangqi.

"Your Highness, Your Highness Shizi has led troops to Zhongmou County and defeated the [-] thieves who besieged the county."

"The [-] citizens in the county are fine. His Royal Highness is preparing to rest for a day, and tomorrow he will send troops to encircle and suppress the bandits outside the city."

"it is good!"

When Tang Qi reported the news, Zhu Gongyun, who was happy, also saw the scene of Luoyi Fuxue successfully scoring a goal, so he couldn't help saying hello.

He picked up a small hanging Tianqi Tongbao on the table and threw it to Tang Qi: "The news is good, the journey back and forth has been hard, go get some drinks to quench your thirst."

"Thank you, Your Highness, Long En!" Seeing this, Tang Qi picked up the hanging hundred copper coins and got up to leave, and Zhu Gongyun finally focused his attention on the Cuju competition.

The Cuju competition is a competition organized by the feudal lords to promote Han culture. The competition often focuses on the level-by-level competition between government schools and government schools.

A few days ago, the government-school competitions had ended, and the current government-school competitions had also entered a fever pitch.

In competitions like this, the leader can often get 100 taels of education funds, and each participating student can also get a bonus of [-] taels of silver.

In this small Western land, many parents' annual income is only a dozen or twenty taels, and two taels of silver can already solve many things for the family.

There are many other games like this, such as polo, dragon boat, horse riding, field hunting, Shuanglu, tug-of-war, Go, martial arts, stepping, shooting salute, corner arrival and so on.

These competitions are often held during summer and winter vacations, and the Han culture they can spread is quite extensive.

For example, in the arena, there are no less than five native students running back and forth.

If the feudal vassals want to assimilate the natives, it is naturally impossible to exclude the natives. No matter where they are, the children of the natives can go to official schools, and they are treated the same as the national students. They do not charge any tuition fees, only books and food.

But even so, many families still do not have the capital to send their children to school.

It's just this kind of situation, which also made the natives feel more competitive, because everyone knew that as long as their children could graduate from government schools, they would get a ninth-rank official position after graduation.

The salaries of official positions in all the vassal states of the Ming Dynasty were uniform, and the annual salary of 15 taels of silver could immediately free them from the title of abject poverty for the native families whose family income was less than five taels.

Therefore, the natives are caught in a strange cycle, that is, they have no money, and they have to borrow money to support their children's education. As long as the children can graduate, they can pay off the debt within a few years.

If it is said that this invisibly promoted the spread of Han culture, then the official promotion system of the vassal states is a link that will test the strength of Han culture.

If a local official wants to be promoted, his parents and heirs must be able to speak official language, write Chinese characters, and recite no less than ten ancient poems and articles.

These things have made it more difficult for local officials to be promoted, but for places where the caste system was once implemented, it is already the grace of the Buddha.

Therefore, it is not difficult to see scenes in various feudal states where many children have to teach their families at home after returning home from school.

"Your Highness, Xiaoxiyang Supervisor has sent a message."

When Zhu Gongyou was watching the football game get heated, Zhou Guochang Shi came over with a document from Xiaoxiyang Supervision Department.

This news made Zhu Gongyan's heart tense immediately, wondering if there was a change in the battle ahead, and the southern captives were about to invade again.

He quickly grabbed the document, and after a glance, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately..."

"Father, what's the matter?"

Seeing Zhu Gongyou's appearance, all the disciples stepped forward one after another, Zhu Gongyou also shook the document in his hand and said:
"The imperial court wants to recall the officials who were previously sent to the vassal states. It seems that there are internal changes."

Zhu Gongyun's words revealed one of Zhu Youjian's backhands.

Since the 12th year of the Apocalypse, due to the lack of manpower in various feudal states, the Ming Dynasty has sent many officials one after another.

This method is like a filter, because the appointed officials are sent by Zhu Youjian, and if any of them are related to the Yanshan faction, they will use their connections to transfer themselves back to Daming, and transfer those who are not good for Yanshan to Zhu Youjian. Fan served.

There are no less than 20 officials in the Ming Dynasty who help the feudal clans manage the country, and their salaries have always been distributed by the feudal states, so they have lived in peace for a long time.

Now that Daming is suddenly going to recall these officials who were excluded by the Yanshan faction, who is Daming targeting?it goes without saying……

"However, the number of graduates from the government school this year is only more than 2000, which is not enough at all."

Zhu Shaokun frowned and said, now there are more than [-] civil and military officials in the state of Zhou, and more than [-] of them are officials sent by Daming to help.

It would be very easy for Ming to transfer them away, but Zhou Guo would immediately vacate more than 3000 official positions, and the country's administration was almost in a state of collapse in a vacuum.

Even if more than 2000 graduates from the prefecture school this year, it will definitely not be able to fill this gap.

So their concerns are not without reason.

However, Zhu Gongyun also smiled at this:
"That guy Zhu Youjian is not so terrific in his work. Besides, there are officials in the vassal state, which will help the court to monitor the vassal state."

"Therefore, although he transferred back more than 3000 officials, he also sent [-] officials from the Daming House."

"That's good too. Officials from our country of Zhou can be promoted, and those officials who get along well with our country of Zhou are expected to be promoted after returning to Daming this time. This will strengthen the authority of our country of Zhou in the court."

Zhu Gongyun's words showed that the control of the Ming Dynasty over the feudal vassals was not simply based on the supervision and envoys, but the supervision from the inside out.

In terms of locality, the vassal state is, after all, a small and powerful clan. If there is no strong backing, most officials can only choose local natives.

In this way, it is easy for local local officials to steal power, and finally empty the vassal king.

Therefore, for the vassal king, it is a more reliable method for the Ming Dynasty to send officials.

After all, no matter how much the old Zhu family cut down the vassals, other than Zhu Yunqi, other emperors had no precedent for killing the vassal kings at will.

Compared to being beheaded by the natives, returning to Daming and continuing to be a feudal king in captivity, that can be said to be a very good treatment.

The reputation of the royal family for more than 200 years is still there, and the vassals are not afraid of being seized.

For them, even if the Ming Dynasty seized power and continued to keep them in captivity, they would still make money. After all, their respective internal funds had accumulated more money than before the feudal clan.

Zhu Gongyou is not afraid that Zhu Youjian will attack the vassals, he understands Zhu Youjian better than many vassal kings, and from the character of Zhu Youjian, he will not attack the vassals, after all, he himself is one of the vassals Qi Fan.

Rather than worrying about Zhu Youjian's attack on Zhu Fan, it is better to worry about his merciless elder brother Zhu Youxiao, and his nephew Zhu Ciran who has recently been known for his "tyranny".

"We still have to reply to the letters together with the various feudal clans, and wait for the students from the prefecture to arrive, then hand over the matters in hand, and change officials to leave."

Zhu Gongyun opened his mouth to explain to Zhu Shaokun, and Zhu Shaokun was also relieved when he heard the words, and hurriedly went to work on this matter.

The Ming Dynasty recalled the officials in the various feudal vassals, and this event, like a monsoon in the Little West, blew from India to Levia, and even to Qi.

For Zhu Youjian, it is necessary to support a group of newcomers who have just entered the political arena, but they can only take over the grassroots. The political methods of the middle and high levels are too immature, and it is easy to show their flaws.

But the overseas officials are different. Most of them are officials who have been pushed out by the Yanshan faction.

The number of officials of Ming Dynasty in the overseas feudal vassals is nearly [-], and this does not include the biggest variable.

"All the officials are transferred?"

Xijing City in the twelfth lunar month was almost at the same time as the Xiaoxiyang feudal lords received the news. When Xia Yunyi, the chief historian of Qi, received the news, his first reaction was disbelief, followed by surprise.

At present, the number of civil servants in Qi State has reached more than 8000, and the content written in the Chinese script in his hand is to transfer all middle-level and low-level officials except those who are necessary.

You must know that the officials of the Qi State are different from the officials of other feudal vassals. The Ming officials of the other feudal vassals were all transferred and pushed out, while the officials of the Qi State came to Qi State on their own initiative.

That is to say, in terms of ideology and ideals, they are a group of rare talents, which is one of the reasons why the corruption problem in Qi is not serious.

Now that this group of people is going to be transferred back to Daming, will there be any differences between the newly transferred officials and the students from Qi State's own government school?This country seems to be full of uncertainties.

Xia Yunyi rejected this decree. In his opinion, the most important thing His Royal Highness King Qi should do is to immediately surrender and lead Qi to a brighter future, instead of playing politics with those insects in Daming and Yanshan.

"Father! I'm back!"

Just as Xia Yunyi was sitting in the study at home, frowning while looking at the order in his hand, a young man's voice came into the study.

Xia Yunyi quickly put away the edict, and a young man carrying a bookcase walked into the study after a while.

He has red lips and white teeth. Although he is only eleven or twelve years old, people can't help but praise him as "good boy" after seeing him.

"Why did you come home so early today?"

Seeing his son Xia Wanchun drinking tea as soon as he came back, Xia Yunyi couldn't bear to ask with a smile.

Regarding this, the 12-year-old Xia Wanchun also turned around happily and said with a smile:
"Father, you just said yesterday that today is the winter vacation, why did you forget today?"

"Uh..." Hearing Xia Wanchun's words, Xia Yunyi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled awkwardly: "My memory, I actually forgot that today is the day you graduated from government school."

"How? Have you filled out the prefectural school application?"

"Naturally, it's Xijing Prefecture School and Tokyo Prefecture School." While drinking tea, Xia Wanchun came over with a hot water bottle, added hot water to Xia Yunyi's already cold tea, and at the same time talked about his volunteering.

"Anyway, Dad, didn't you say that there will be Provincial Schools and Beijing Schools in the future? Then I will stay in these two most prosperous places and wait to study all the way."

"By the way, dad, are provincial schools and Beijing schools also five-year courses?"

Xia Wanchun sat back on the wooden chair next to him, and looked at Xia Yunyi curiously, but Xia Yunyi just said helplessly:
"Of course not. If it's a five-year system, wouldn't you spend one-third of your life studying?"

"The Beijing School doesn't know yet, but the academic year system of the Provincial School was already determined by His Royal Highness last year."

"Provincial school is mainly three years, and it is a school with specific disciplines. It is mainly an in-depth study of the subjects you study in the school."

"As for Jing Xue, I guess it is similar to the Academy of Armaments. It is already a place where you can be awarded official positions and specialize in research."

Xia Yunyi said his opinion, Xia Wanchun also touched his smooth chin when he heard the words, this movement seemed to be learned from Xia Yunyi.

After a while, he smiled brightly: "It's a pity that the kid doesn't like to be a pedant, I still want to be an official like my father."

"You..." Xia Yunyi smiled, and seemed to agree with Xia Wanchun's thoughts, so he waved his hand after a while and said:

"Come here to show you something, but this matter is related to the country, so don't tell others easily."

After all, Xia Yunyi took out the decree issued by King Qi, and Xia Wanchun leaned closer and picked up a magnifying glass to look at it, and opened his mouth in surprise at the content of the decree.

"This... How many people have to be transferred?" Xia Wanchun said in surprise, and said melancholy:

"And... I heard from the instructors of the government school that many officials in Daming are good at corruption, like to exploit the people, they are politically united, and they don't want to see that others have different opinions from their own."

"If this kind of person is sent to Qi, will our side become less peaceful?"

"That's not enough to..." Xia Yunyi smiled helplessly, feeling that many Qi students had demonized Daming, so she couldn't help but say:
"Although there are officials in Ming Dynasty who like to fight against dissidents and exploit the common people, there are also unyielding people with strong bones."

"I asked about your prefectural school, just to ask you, would you like to go to Shuntian or Yingtian prefecture to study? I think if you go to Daming and serve as an official in Daming for several years, then It is beneficial to the development of Qi in the future."

"Me?" Xia Wanchun pointed to himself, hesitating: "I don't want to leave Qi, this is my home."

"You child..." Xia Yunyi was helpless at what he said:

"The country, the suzerain and the vassal are one, and you are home wherever you go."

"I don't believe it!" Xia Wanchun stubbornly said: "If I go to Daming to be an official, if His Majesty the Emperor of Daming calls me like this in the future, then I will go back to Daming?"

"If I don't go, I will be in Qi."

"What you said..." Xia Yunyi said helplessly: "Even if you are a courtier of the Qi Kingdom, there is no reason for you not to go when the Emperor Ming calls you."

"Then I'll pretend to be sick!" Xia Wanchun had his own set of fallacies, he wouldn't let go of what Xia Yunyi said, and was very resistant to going to Daming.

"How about it..." Seeing Xia Wanchun's appearance, Xia Yunyi discussed with him and said:

"Didn't you always admire His Royal Highness Qi? How about I write a letter to His Royal Highness, asking you to live temporarily in Qi Wang's mansion?"

"Qi Palace?" Hearing these three words, Xia Wanchun immediately hesitated.

Obviously, he was very curious and admired His Highness Qi Wang in his heart. After all, he had been exposed to various deeds of His Highness Qi since he was a child.

For them, His Royal Highness King Qi is Huo Qubing and Li Shimin, who not only agree with the high-spiritedness of the young people, but also agree with the majestic strategy of creating a prosperous world.

Such a person is very tempting to Xia Wanchun, and in order to let his son go to Daming to exercise, Xia Yunyi did not hesitate to coax him:
"Although His Royal Highness Qi said that Tianqi will be a vassal in 23 years, he has said so before. I guess that His Royal Highness Qi has not returned to Beijing when your school is over."

"You go now, and you can study hard by his side for five years. Such an opportunity is very rare."

"Hmm..." Hearing what his father said, Xia Wanchun did hesitate a bit.

Seeing this, Xia Yunyi decided to retreat, sighed and said:
"Forget it, since you don't want to go, forget it. I remember that the people who were brought by His Highness King Qi before seemed to be Cao Bianjiao, Cao Dingjiao, Li Dingguo, and the current Prince Jian Guo."

"such a pity……"

With that said, Xia Yunyi picked up her Langhao pen, continued to prepare to deal with the memorial, and said without mercy:

"If you don't want to go, don't go, you can go back to your room to rest, and tell Chef Li that you can prepare dinner."

"I'm going! Where did I say I'm not going?!" Hearing Xia Yunyi's words, Xia Wanchun became impatient, and he quickly said:

"I was just thinking about which subject I would study if I went to Shuncheon Academy. It's definitely not that I don't want to go."

"It's just that Dad, are you sure, after you go to college, can His Highness take me by your side?"

"You don't believe me?" Xia Yunyi showed a surprised expression, which made Xia Wanchun a little embarrassed and said:

"It's not that I don't believe it, but I remember that you have never met His Highness King Qi..."

"Although I haven't seen it before, I am the chief historian of the Qi Kingdom after all. Your Highness shouldn't reject me, besides, you are not bad at studying." Xia Yunyi coughed:
"Since we're going, let's make good preparations. We'll be leaving in ten days. It's estimated that we'll be able to arrive in Tianjin before the school starts."

"There are many uncles going with you. You don't have to worry about being bored on the way. You can ask them some questions."

"Okay!" Hearing this, Xia Wanchun carried the bookcase on his back, and walked out of Xia Yunyi's study cheerfully.

Looking at his back, Xia Yunyi touched his beard unconfidently:

"Your Highness, you should give me this face..."

The afternoon update is estimated to be at 05:30.

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I also read everyone's comments in the last chapter, and there will definitely be no unfinished endings. All stories should have a beginning and an end.

I have also seen what everyone said about "one update a day" and "the body is the most important thing".

When I'm not on a business trip, it's okay for me to keep two updates a day. I know my health, and I will definitely inform you of the update in advance when I feel uncomfortable, and I won't let you pigeons suddenly.

All in all, thank you for your understanding.