Brother Zhu Youxiao

Chapter 635 Meeting old friends
"It's a pity that Qin Huang and Han Wu slightly lost their literary talents, Tang Zong and Song Zu were a little less coquettish, Genghis Khan, a generation of geniuses, only knew how to bend bows and shoot big eagles..."

The sound of reading aloud resounds in the Fuxue in Taihe County, Dali Prefecture. As the seat of Dalifu in the Ming Dynasty, Taihe County has opened Fuxue (middle school) since the 17th year of Tianqi.

Although the population of Yunnan is small, it has a population of nearly 300 million, and the number of students is as high as 66.

After streamlining, many prefectures and divisions in Yunnan have been merged and abolished, leaving 26 prefectures.

As a densely populated place in Yunnan, Dali is home to 21 ethnic Han minorities.

Near Taihe County, there are 5 permanent residents, of whom more than 3000 are studying in twelve primary schools and one prefectural school.

This catchy reading sound comes from the only government school in Dali.

In the classroom, a hunched figure is writing a text on the blackboard with chalk.

The students read aloud with their textbooks, completely unaware that their instructor and dean were actually one of the world-renowned Qingliu.

More than ten years is enough time for many people to forget many things, but for Yang Lian, he seems to feel that the more he lives, the younger he is.

Compared with the intrigue in the temple, the classroom and the campus can make him more relaxed.

""Qinyuanchun·Snow" is a poem written by His Royal Highness King Qi."

"The first part of the poem describes the magnificent snow scene in the northern country, stretching across thousands of miles, showing a majestic, open-minded and heroic artistic conception, expressing His Royal Highness Qi's love for the magnificent rivers and mountains of the Ming Dynasty, and at the same time praising the majesty and grand strategy of Emperor Qi today. "

"The whole word combines scene description, discussion and lyricism in one furnace. The artistic conception is magnificent, the momentum is magnificent, the emotion is unrestrained, and the mind is bold. It is also a poem that can represent His Royal Highness Qi Wang's bold and unconstrained style."

"Okay, after all, it is a national history class, and the main thing is to explain the life of His Royal Highness King Qi."

Yang Lian wiped off the chalk on his hands, looked up at the 26 prefectural students in class, picked up the book and read:
"Zhu Youjian, King Qi of the Ming Dynasty, was an important statesman, military strategist, strategist, mathematician, astronomer, writer, scientist, agronomist, reformer, educator, inventor, painter, calligrapher Home……"

"Currently serving as the King of Qi, the Governor of the Five Armies, the Governor of Shangzhi, Doctor Ronglu, Zuozhu Kingdom, and General Xiaoqi."

"As the pioneer of overseas vassals, his vassal states are in South and North America."

Yang Lian read Zhu Youjian in the textbook of the government school. Although he had taught three classes and studied this text three times, he still couldn't help but put a smile on his face again while reading.

He explained the knowledge in the textbook to Qi Wang's curious students in the classroom, and the students absorbed it like a sponge.

"Clang clang clang..."

A class passed in a hurry, and when the iron rod rang the one-foot bronze bell of the Fu Xue, it also meant that the get out of class was over.

"Okay, I've learned here today, let's get off, and pay attention to safety on the way home, it's best to go with you."

Yang Lian put down his book, he never procrastinated, but this made the students cry:

"Teacher Yang tell me more! We haven't heard enough yet!"

"That's it!"

"Say more!"

The students booed, wanting to get more knowledge about King Qi Zhu Youjian, but Yang Lian also smiled and said as he taught in the past:
"Okay, you guys are on vacation for two days, and I'll explain it to you when you come to study the day after tomorrow. Let's go."

Yang Lian waved his hands, and walked out of the classroom with his textbooks in his arms.

Today is the day when government schools are closed. After many reforms in education in Daming, it was finally set as five days off and two days off, so the recording method of Qiyao was used.

Qiyao appeared in the Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties of China, referring to the seven main stars including the sun, the moon, and the five major planets, which were important components of astronomical astrology at that time.

If it corresponds to later generations, Sunday is Sunday, Lunar Day is Monday, Fire Day is Tuesday, Water Day is Wednesday, Wood Day is Thursday, Golden Day is Friday, and Earth Day is Saturday.

But in Daming, the two days of the sun and the moon are the weekends, and the students have a day off, while the workers only have one day off, Sunday.

In addition, since there is no electric light, there is no so-called evening self-study, and there is no early self-study.

Therefore, after school is over now, students have to enter the school at four quarters (8 o'clock) in the morning of Jinyao, and then start class at Sishi (9 o'clock).

Today is Saturn Day, so the last class was finished at 16:[-] ([-]:[-]).

The next step is simple campus cleaning, and then go home after class.

Yang Lian, as the dean of the Dali Mansion, can't go home right now, and has to go to the conference room of the mansion to have a meeting.

Due to his hot-tempered personality, when he came to the conference room and saw more than 160 teachers from the prefectural school in place, he went on stage to briefly explain the lesson preparation, reminded the teachers not to forget, and reminded before the end of the meeting:

"Today is also the day for everyone to pay their salaries, but it is already the application time, so it is better to check tomorrow to see if the salaries have arrived in the passbook."

"If someone doesn't arrive, you can go to the dean's office to find me."

"Okay, now that we're done talking, let's adjourn the meeting."

Yang Lian's school didn't have too much formalism, otherwise, according to the common sense, the students would have to gather at Youshi (17 o'clock) to give lectures after cleaning.

Because of his status, the Yunnan Bureau of Law and Education did not dare to interfere with his teaching philosophy, so Dali's government schools and government schools are relatively pragmatic in terms of learning atmosphere.

For example, after the meeting ended, all the teachers returned to their own classes, checked the hygiene briefly, and then announced that school was over.

The students walked out of the school gate with their bookcases and schoolbags on their backs. There were various snacks at the school gate, as well as carriages and tricycles.

They are all soliciting customers and doing business, making Dali House a bit lively.

But not long after, Dali's soldiers and horses came here to manage the traffic, and the chaotic situation was brought under control.

After an hour, the school was empty. Yang Lian took his second son Yang Zhiyan and third son Yang Zhifu to inspect the school. After making sure that all the students had left, he said to the two brothers:

"You rotate the schools that observe the moon and Sundays, and you also explain the precautions when changing shifts."

"Yes." The two sons bowed and urged with a smile:
"Father, hurry home, mother has been urged by Goro just now."

"Ah... women, they are so eager to eat." Yang Lian complained in his words, but his face was full of smiles, as if he enjoyed this kind of life very much.

"I'll go back first, and I'll let Goro come and deliver food to you later."

Yang Lian confessed, but was complained by two sons:
"It takes a quarter of an hour to walk. You should go back in a carriage, anyway, it's only two pennies."

"When Dad comes back, my second brother and I will probably starve to death."

"You guys..."

The atmosphere in the Yang family is very good. Except for the eldest son Yang Zhiyi who is an official fan and ran away to the capital, the other four sons have already taken root in Dali.

"Let's go!" After explaining, Yang Lian turned and went home.

However, he still didn't get in the carriage, but left the carriage to the student and walked home by himself.

After Yang Lian became the head of the school, the Yang family's courtyard moved to Taihe County, only three miles away from the school.

Therefore, when he walks home every day, it is the time when Yang Lian can cultivate his sentiments and watch the lives of the people.

Dali Taihe County has been expanded by the Ministry of Industry, and it can actually accommodate more than 5 people, but now there are only [-] permanent residents. This also leads to the fact that the buildings in the city are far apart, and only the two sides of the main road have business houses. shop.

For Daming, which is entering the industrial revolution, here is just a primitive frontier town. There are no tourists, only native people and the clouds and clouds on the snow-capped mountains.

On the main road in Taihe County, there are people setting up stalls and shopping, and the flow of people is bustling, very lively.

Occasionally through the alleys, you can see the villages and fields in the city. Behind the quiet village is the distant city wall, and above the city wall is the continuous snow-capped mountains in the distance. The scenery is beautiful and refreshing.

The bell tower in the city is antique, and there are some food stalls around the downstairs, and the big oil paper umbrellas that are propped up, which makes the place more fireworks.

There are a lot of people here, bustling, shoulder to shoulder, not only Han Chinese, but also many minorities.

Although the costumes they wear are different, their language is the same.

This is the result of more than ten years of official school taking root in Yunnan, and it is also the result of "Hong Jianyong" immigrating more than 57 people to Yunnan in [-] years.

Green brick roads and cement roads represent different streets and different eras.

When Yang Lian walked to the concrete road, he knew that he was not far from home.

The surrounding buildings began to become scarce, and farmland began to appear in Yang Lian's eyes.

Going forward, not far away is his home, a small courtyard with three entrances and three exits, which cost Yang Lian a year's salary.

"came back!"

The door of the yard was not closed, depending on the honesty of the local people, so Yang Lian just yelled, washed his face in the basin prepared by the door, wiped it, and walked around the screen wall, ready to see if the meal was ready .

It was only when he walked around the screen wall that he realized why his wife asked his youngest son to notify him in a hurry.

In the main hall, a familiar figure was sitting and reading a book. That figure was so familiar that it seemed to appear in Yang Lian's dreams every day, so when he really appeared, Yang Lian even wondered if it was a dream?
He hurried forward, so he knocked down several low stools in the courtyard.

"came back?"

The man looked up, a little more mature than Yang Lian remembered, but it was not difficult to recognize.

"How did you come?"

Yang Lian walked into the meeting hall, looked at Zhu Youjian who was sitting in the main seat, and was so excited that he didn't know what to say, so he could only choke out this sentence.

"Follow the emperor to the south to see the lives of the people, and also drop by to see you."

"Your "Letter" is well written."

Zhu Youjian shook the book in his hand, and Yang Lian looked at it after hearing this, only to realize that it was a handwritten note written by him in his spare time.

What was written on it was Yang Lian's opinion on the new policies issued by the imperial court, but it seemed that he had learned a lesson. Yang Lian recorded it after paying attention to the feelings of the people and the changes in their lives.

In the records inside, most of the policy implementations are good, but some are worthy of criticism, and some are too cumbersome and repetitive for the common people to understand.

Of course, in addition to the records for the new policies, there are also records about the difficulties of the people, such as seeing a doctor, going to the government to do business, relocation, tax collection, eating and drinking, agriculture and so on.

"I've read it. It's well written. I'll have someone copy it and take it away. It can be used as a reference for the crown prince when he supervises the country."

Zhu Youjian approved Yang Lian's handwriting, which made Yang Lian more proud than letting Yang Lian take a class to be admitted to Shuntian and Yingtianfu School.

After all, Zhu Youjian has never recognized him politically, and this is the first time he has received political praise from Zhu Youjian.

"This time, how long are you going to prepare?"

Yang Lian sat in the main seat next to Zhu Youjian, and he still regarded Zhu Youjian as the same Zhu Youjian back then, which made Zhu Youjian more relieved.

"Brother Huang went to Luchuan to check the lives of immigrants. It will take a month, and I will stay for a month at most."

Zhu Youjian explained the time, but Yang Lian nodded after hearing the words and said:

"The life of the people in Dali is very good. You can only get nothing if you stay here for a month."

"You need to go to southern Yunnan, where there are more minorities than Han Chinese, and governance is not easy."

"Southern Yunnan?" Zhu Youjian frowned slightly, and Yang Lian also nodded and said:
"There are only [-] people in Meng Gen Mansion, and [-] of them are Dai people."

"Because of the sweltering climate, many immigrants are reluctant to go there, so naturally there are very few immigrants there, and the process of Sinicization is too slow."

Zhu Youjian nodded at Yang Lian's words:

"No one has ever told me about these things."

"You are also a busy person. If you have to pay attention to these things, you will be exhausted sooner or later." Yang Lian couldn't help talking about Zhu Youjian.

There are not many people who can talk about Zhu Youjian like him, even Yang Lian, who is 70 years old this year.

"As far as Fan is concerned, are you sure it will be the winter solstice next year?"

Yang Lian looked at Zhu Youjian and spoke worriedly.

"Hehe..." Zhu Youjian asked with a smile when he heard the words:

"Why? The national thief is leaving, and you are starting to feel reluctant?"

Zhu Youjian was teasing Yang Lian when he said that he was the way to bring disaster, which made Yang Lian blush:
"It's a good thing you didn't let someone record this in the history textbook, otherwise, I'm afraid everyone will be beating you right now."

"Maybe the prodigal son turned back?" Zhu Youjian chuckled, then looked around:
"It looks like you're not planning to go back to your hometown in Huguang either."

"I won't go back, it's good to live here."

Yang Lian shook his head, but found that Zhu Youjian was looking straight at him:
"Do you want to go to Qi State with me?"

Zhu Youjian sent an invitation to Yang Lian, but Yang Lian shook his head without even thinking about it when he heard it:

"I was born as a member of Daming, and when I die, I am a member of Daming."

"If I went to Qi State with you, enjoying wealth and honor, but being infamous, why should I?"

Yang Lian knew very well that he was famous for being honest and straightforward, even now there are still many people who know about his deeds.

He can be an official, but he can only be an official of Daming.

If he went to the state of Qi to be an official, it would only mean that Daming could not tolerate admonishing ministers,

He would not do such a thing that would put Daming at a disadvantage.

"Besides, I'm already an old bone, and I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand the exhaustion."

Yang Lian said euphemistically, but Zhu Youjian already understood what he meant, so he didn't insist anymore.

"Since you said that, I won't bother you. As for the southern Yunnan you mentioned, I will go to see it in a few days."

"In the past few days, we can just catch up with old friends."

"Okay, okay!" Hearing that Zhu Youjian knew he was rejected, but still wanted to reminisce with him for a few days, Yang Lian also confirmed one thing.

Zhu Youjian is still the original Zhu Youjian, he has never changed...

"My brother should have met Yang Lian by now..."

On the rumbling train, Zhu Youxiao looked at the receding scenery outside the window, feeling a little dazed.

He somewhat hoped that Yang Lian would persuade Zhu Youjian to stay, but he also knew that it was impossible for Yang Lian to persuade him that way.

"Long live……"

Wei Liangqing walked into the carriage and bowed to Zhu Youxiao who was sitting in the corridor.

Sensing Wei Liangqing's arrival, Zhu Youxiao also looked out the window without looking back and asked, "How's the matter?"

"Long live back, everything has been arranged, and the news will come back soon."

"However...His Royal Highness King Qi probably already knows that there are people from us in Jinyiwei beside him."

"No problem..."

Zhu Youxiao asked Wei Liangqing to send someone to monitor Zhu Youjian and Yang Lian, and wanted to know their conversation, but he also knew that his younger brother might have known it a long time ago.

After all, his brother put more people around him than he put around his brother.

But the former is for eavesdropping, the latter for protection.

"How is Brother Ran in the capital?"

Zhu Youxiao turned to look at Wei Liangqing, Wei Liangqing bowed respectfully:

"The crown prince presides well, and the cabinet ministers and courtiers all admire him."

"That's good..." Zhu Youxiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his son had done a good job, but then added:
"Give Sun Chengzong the title of Uncle Gao Yang, and promote his third son to be Doctor Zhongshun."

"Yes..." Wei Liangqing responded and bowed:
"In addition, long live, there are a lot of officials from Qi State this year, and the Ministry of Officials has received more than [-] requests for transfer."

"In addition, these officials and their family members have also reported to the relocation department."

"If they are allowed to migrate, the country will lose at least 70 million people."

"Not only that, the number is still increasing, I am worried..."

"What's the use of worrying?" Zhu Youxiao picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip:
"They don't want to do this, and it's useless for you to force them to stay."

"I don't mean that..." Wei Liangqing explained:
"Officials migrated seriously, mainly due to the repatriation of officials from Qi State."

"Therefore, I suggest that after Enke passes in October, officials from Qi State should be sent back first to prevent the influence from expanding."

"What do Hong Chengchou and Sun Chuanting think?" Zhu Youxiao didn't answer directly, but asked Hong Chengchou and Sun Chuanting's attitude.

"Hong Gechen and Sun Gechen have different attitudes. Hong Gechen suggested that His Royal Highness King Qi deal with the Shangshu, while Sun Gechen felt that the official's memorial should be dismissed."

Wei Liangqing's answer made Zhu Youxiao frown, but he quickly regained his composure:

"Let the cabinet handle this matter, and let Brother Ran leave it alone."

"Also tell the relocation department to relocate the population to Qi as soon as possible."

Once Zhu Youxiao's words were spoken, Wei Liangqing was stunned.

Obviously, the emperor wanted not to involve the royal family, and then moved the population as much as possible before King Qi left Beijing.

The follow-up to this may be that once the king of Qi moves, the emperor wants the cabinet to come forward to prohibit all officials from moving to Qi.

Thinking about it this way, there seems to be no problem. After all, the officials who really love the state of Qi may have already seen that the best time to ask for a transfer is when the king of Qi is in front of the vassal.

As for the king of Qi who wanted to go to the country of Qi after he became a vassal, then the purpose might not be so simple.

"Sir, let's do it now!"

Wei Liangqing understood Zhu Youxiao's words, and after bowing in return, he exited the carriage step by step.

Soon, under his communication, the news was sent to the capital at a speed of eight hundred miles.

It was also at the end of his transmission, accompanied by the neighing of horses, that the Mongols, who had migrated for three months, finally arrived at their Great Mongolia with all their cattle and sheep.

One hundred thousand soldiers and horses, 80 troops, and millions of cattle and sheep, the background of the Great Mongolian Kingdom makes Lin Dan Khan quite proud.

But when he brought people to the Volga Delta, the news from the front line made him not so happy.

Ottoman and the Crimean Khanate defeated Ezhe's army and looted more than 3 cattle and sheep.

The Great Mongolia not only lost more than 3000 people, but also lost more than 5000 herdsmen.

Not surprisingly, these herdsmen would be sold by the Ottomans to Western and Southern Europe as slaves.

Such news made Lin Dan Khan, who had returned to Xinhala and Lin, extremely angry. None of the many Taijis in the simple stone palace dared to speak, only Subdi, who had just followed him back to Xinhala and Lin, frowned and said:
"There are too many pagans in these two countries, and he will affect our internal Kazakhs, Bukharas, and Yarkands."

"Besides, winter is coming soon, and we must stockpile enough food for the winter."

"We must ask the Raksha people for artillery to defeat and plunder some of the cities of the Crimean Khanate as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will die thousands of people and tens of thousands of cattle and sheep in one winter."

Subudi's suggestion was very good, but Ezhe, who had a shoulder injury in the palace, gritted his teeth and said:

"We asked, but they didn't give it, otherwise I wouldn't lose!"

"These Rakshasa people are not very good people, so we have to beware of them."

"It's useless to be on guard, at least we are not enemies now." Subudi shook his head and said:
"We have made too many enemies. Now only the Raksha people are not our enemies. Now we must rely on them."

"No!" Hearing E Zhe's words, Lin Danhan thought for a moment, then interrupted Subudi,

He looked hesitant, as if he was making a decision:
"Now we are far enough away from Da Ming that we can try to re-peace with Da Ming."

"Reconciliation?"

"Will Daming agree?"

"This……"

"We almost captured their emperor back then."

"This chance is too small..."

"You have to try!" Lin Danhan heard the lack of self-confidence of the Taijis, and said:
"Compared to the Raksha people, I trust the Han people more."

"Don't forget, our land was taken from the Raksha people, and they will definitely take revenge."

"The distance between us is only a few hundred miles. It is easy for them to take revenge, but it is not easy for Da Ming to deal with us."

"Even if their firearms are sharp, there is no supply for thousands of miles from Suiye City to here, so it is impossible for them to make an expedition here."

"No matter how slim the chance, we have to give it a try."

"I've decided!" Lin Danhan made a decision:

"Negotiate peace with Daming!"

(End of this chapter)