Hongwu Survival Guide

Chapter 178 What to do?
Lao Zhu continued to digest the statement about 'slaughtering 23 million people' for a while, and at the end of his [-]rd grandson's talk, he mentioned 'heroes based on success or failure', he couldn't help shaking his head: "Yuaner, your idea is too overbearing. Well, I don’t think it’s a long-term solution, so if Meng Yuan slaughtered some people, wouldn’t Guozuo still be less than a hundred years old?”

"Ancestor, the two also do not constitute a causal relationship. Moreover, we just destroyed the Yuan court. In fact, in the far west, there are many countries established by the descendants of Genghis Khan. If I hadn't appeared, these countries would continue to rule It has been here for hundreds of years. Heh, this is also the reason why I came up with the idea of ​​recreating 'Great Qin' and 'Great Chu' in addition to our Great Ming Dynasty." Zhu Yuan shook his head and said, paused, and continued: "And, ancestors, Let's make one more fact clear, no dynasty can last forever, you agree, right?"

Old Zhu nodded.

Zhu Yuandao: "Then, let's compare the Han and Song. There is a saying in later generations, 'The rest will perish with the weak, and the Han alone will perish with the strong'. The strength of the Han, even in the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms, can easily suppress many barbarians in the north. Dare to covet the Central Plains. Until now, people in the Central Plains still generally regard themselves as Han people, which shows the influence of the strong Han. Looking at the Song Dynasty again, for the same few hundred years, they have experienced the humiliation that a dynasty can bear. After reading it again, later generations can only think of two words when they mention the Song Dynasty. Ancestor, if there is a choice, do you want our descendants to bully others for hundreds of years like a strong man, or like a weak Song Dynasty? Being bullied for hundreds of years in a wimpy way?"

Old Zhu was silent for a moment.

After a while, I remembered a question that I hadn't asked clearly before: "Yuaner, our Daming... Later... how did you evaluate?"

In fact, Lao Zhu had already expected it from the daily words of his 23rd generation grandson.However, I still couldn't help asking.

Zhu Yuan didn't hide anything, and said, "Polarization."

Lao Zhu didn't speak, just waited.

Zhu Yuan said: "Bad evaluation, there is no good emperor in Ming Dynasty, starting from you, everyone is a rascal."

Old Zhu twitched the corner of his mouth: "I, why... are you a rascal?"

"Here, Yuan'er told you one thing," Zhu Yuan said, "Later, Wu Zong was a fun-loving person who wanted to tour the south of the Yangtze River. The officials persuaded Wu Zong to beat the board to make his subjects submit, but found that he accidentally beat him to death. However, this has become a stain on Wuzong, a typical rogue emperor. In contrast, Kangxi and Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty, both of them went to the south of the Yangtze River six times in their lives, and spent a lot of money. There is no record of the death of some courtiers who persuaded them, but they are all good emperors in the history books. Oh, by the way, Yongzheng, the one with the worst reputation in the middle, works hard and has never made a tour of the south in his life, but he has the worst reputation."

"If that's the case, then it's okay to be a scoundrel." Old Zhu laughed, and asked, "Then... all right?"

Zhu Yuan proficiently gave the most familiar one: "In the 276th year of the Ming Dynasty, there was no marriage, no land, no compensation, no vassal, no tribute, the emperor guarded the country, and the king died."

After listening to Lao Zhu, he savored this passage carefully, feeling a little emotional.

However, after a while, Lao Zhu quickly calmed down again, recalled the contents of "Book of Heaven" again, shook his head and muttered: "No, this is not good, it's better to be a real rascal. If the country is destroyed, stay here Fame...what's the use, what's the use...not good..."

Zhu Yuan also echoed: "So, this time, Yuan'er hopes that our Daming will have a good reputation and a good result."

Old Zhu nodded subconsciously, recovered from his trance, looked over and said: "Yes, I just said... the right to speak, this right to speak... Listening to your remarks, it is not only about reputation, but also about the country. What do you say? , how to do it specifically?"

"It's very simple," Zhu Yuan said: "Later there was television and radio, but these are still far away. To say that it is close, it can be summed up in one, pen."

Old Zhu thought he had come to his senses: "Here, write a book, write a book to praise yourself, this is also..."

"Of course it's not that simple." Zhu Yuan shook his head and said, "Actually, it has already taken shape. The palace newspaper of the imperial court was later developed into a newspaper. It is probably a few large sheets of paper, which are printed every day and publish all kinds of speeches about officials. Articles related to court policies and so on, directly convey information to the common people. Large-scale newspapers of later generations can even print tens of millions of them every day. The right to speak of Confucianism is actually the pen. A pen, with a pen, is equivalent to having the right to speak."

Lao Zhu imagined a certain scene, and he could roughly understand it, but he said: "Printing tens of millions a day, this...how wasteful?"

"The productivity of this era must not be able to be printed, but with the idea, things can be done step by step," Zhu Yuan said, remembering, and said: "My ancestors should know the many slogans I made in Mingzhou. ?”

Lao Zhu nodded, feeling quite impressed with some of them, such as "Military and Civilian Family".

"Big-character slogans are actually a kind of discourse power, and they are very effective and subtly influenced. I suggest that they be promoted throughout the country in the future. Of course, the content must be reviewed by the court. Graffiti should not only be punished, Felony crimes must also be punished, because this is actually the right to speak. For example, if someone scribbles the words "Da Ming is not good" everywhere, even if the people don't understand what is wrong with Daming, but if they read too much, they will only feel that, Daming is not good."

After digesting for a while, Lao Zhu motioned over again: "This...is still in your hands."

Zhu Yuan opened his mouth.

Give up again.

Don't worry about debts.

Then he said: "Then this newspaper is unrealistic to print every day, let alone print tens of millions of copies, but it can be changed into another form called a magazine. This kind of newspaper is usually printed every week, that is, every seven days. , or monthly, a magazine will be thicker and have more content than a newspaper with fewer pages."

Lao Zhu raised his hand and clicked: "Here, just make this... magazine..."

Zhu Yuan said with a smile: "First of all, we need to lay the groundwork. Coincidentally, Yuan'er brought some paper craftsmen with him when he came back this time. He originally planned to make special paper for making various household registration certificates. Well, since we are going to make a magazine, It is necessary to maximize the scale of papermaking..."

Speaking of this, Zhu Yuan suddenly smiled and said: "My ancestors, I will make a decree to gather the paper craftsmen of the whole country as close as possible to the capital. Well, this is not very good. Papermaking will cause pollution and affect water sources. If the environment has its own ability to recover, too many will cause irreparable damage, then... relax a little bit, we talked about it before, delineate the Zhili province, and put it in this area, the ancestors knew so Is it good to do it?"

Old Zhu didn't understand what 'pollution' was, but he felt that it was definitely not a good thing. Seeing Zhu Yuan's question, he thought about it for a while, and smiled, "Isn't this simple? Control this paper in the hands of the imperial court, and those literati can't do anything about it." Feel free to wave the pen."

"The ancestor is wise," Zhu Yuan took another shot and said with a smile: "On the surface, we still have to make an open-minded gesture, but in fact, the right to speak must be strictly controlled in the hands of the court. The means to arouse criticism are also spared, for example, this magazine, and future newspapers, must only be controlled by the imperial court, and private publishing of newspapers and magazines without authorization will also be punished as a felony."

Lao Zhu nodded: "This is what it should be."

Zhu Yuan thought about it and said: "However, we still need to be more open-minded. Therefore, newspapers and magazines cannot be printed at will, but books can be relaxed. Grandfather, think again, why is this?"

Lao Zhu didn't know for a while.

Zhu Yuan directly explained: "It is very difficult for a single book to make an impact, and if it feels inappropriate, it is relatively easy to ban it. However, newspapers and magazines have continuity, not to mention their content. Correspondingly, newspapers and magazines have been in business for a long time, and they will naturally form influence, that is, the right to speak. If this right to speak is not controlled by the imperial court, the result can be imagined. For example, as in the example just now, suddenly one day, a A newspaper with a circulation of tens of millions of copies suddenly printed four large characters: Daming is not good. Then, tens of millions of people who are used to reading this newspaper will naturally be affected immediately, thinking that Daming is not good. As for why Not good? Newspapers with a printing volume of tens of millions say you are not good, can you be good?"

Zhu Yuan's tone was relaxed, and there was a bit of teasing, but Lao Zhu felt a little nervous for a moment: "You... are too cruel."

"This is just the most basic," Zhu Yuan said with a smile: "My ancestor, in the future, one of the goals we want to achieve is to make scholars feel that they can speak, but in fact what to say must be completely controlled by us." In your hands, this is called mastering the right to speak."

Speaking of this, Zhu Yuan thought of the past.

In this piece of land, this point was not done very well.In comparison, on the other side of the ocean, that is called superb means. It obviously has stricter control of public opinion than most other countries in the world, but it can give people a feeling of super freedom.

The simplest comparison.

Also write a diary.

Someone wrote it, so they wrote it, and after they finished it, they could still scold the public, saying that they were targeted, that they were not free, that there was a lot of gossip, that they were greatly wronged, and then attracted a large number of people who followed and scolded.

Somebody wrote it, and bam—knocked to death.

Then no.

However, the latter is still considered by many people to be more free!

Simply unreal.

Of course, Zhu Yuan is not criticizing, Zhu Yuan is just admiring. In terms of operation methods, Zhu Yuan is definitely on the latter side. Fantasy is the goal he should pursue.

Master Yi's skills.

This is the 'teacher'.

Lao Zhu listened, but shook his head, restrained his expression slightly, and said, "It's troublesome there, if those scholars talk nonsense, just cut it off, and..."

That's the problem.

Zhu Yuan had no choice but to interrupt: "My ancestor, you can't do it like this. It won't work well, and it might be counterproductive. Anyway, just let me do it."

Lao Zhu thought for a while, nodded, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help asking: "Tell me, how do you want to do it?"

"Just now we talked about the relationship between the rich and the poor. Fundamentally, it is economic status," Zhu Yuan said. "If we talk about economic status, the court that owns a country's financial revenue is of course the one at the top of the pyramid..."

Old Zhu felt that he understood again: "Use money, you..."

"Money is necessary, but it is definitely not as simple and rude as the ancestors imagined," Zhu Yuan said: "For example, to set up a magazine, in addition to the court's pen, we will also collect articles from the people and give For the manuscript fee, not only must you show an attitude of always accepting opinions, but occasionally, you must also set up awards. If you write a good article, I will give you bonuses, honors, and elevate your status to a higher level."

Lao Zhu was a little puzzled for a while: "This... is also simple?"

"Of course it's not simple," Zhu Yuan said, "Speaking of it, I can let you publish and pay you for your manuscript if you write an article in line with my attitude. This will form a subtle influence. Gradually, those literati will Understand, what kind of articles this magazine likes and is easier to publish, they will gradually lean towards our attitude. On the other hand, this is not our attitude, it is the attitude of a third party. My court did not force you to write Ah, look, this is written by Liu Ji, who is very famous in eastern Zhejiang, and although he has the same attitude as me, Zhu Yuan, on the surface, what does it have to do with me, Zhu Yuan?"

Old Zhu reacted.

Look at the 23rd generation grandchildren of my baby on the opposite side.

This temper...

If it wasn't for my distant grandson, I really wanted to beat him up.

My mind is twisted.

After waving his hands, Old Zhu said: "I've heard too much about these things, but I don't understand them any more. You can just watch it and do it. It's your normal responsibility. Besides, don't make fun of Liu Ji. Speaking of which, I wrote to him before and asked him about this Jinling... the gate of death, and he said that he didn't understand it either, so he didn't dare to speak nonsense."

"These are mysterious and unpredictable," Zhu Yuan said: "My ancestors just look at the facts. This Jinling City... has been through the ages."

Old Zhu hummed: "I have also ordered Xu Da to move from Bianliang to Dadu, yours, reverse the plan of 'grass valley', and Dadu itself, also plan to operate it. In the future...when the time is right, move to Dadu. past."

Zhu Yuan just nodded and didn't have any further comments for a while.

These all require protracted operation.

Now that Zhu Yuan was allowed to manage the right to speak, the topic changed, and Lao Zhu did not go back, and continued: "Also, Wu Zhen wrote that 1500 elite soldiers from the navy and 3000 civilian husbands have arrived and took over Tamna, and are repairing it. port."

As he spoke, he found a memorial and handed it over.

Hua Gao also sent the documents from the Navy Governor's Mansion yesterday, and Zhu Yuan already knew about it.

Scanning the memorial in front of him again, after a little consideration, he said: "1500 people, too few, at least one guard, 5000 people, Tamna's strategic position is very important, and it can also be used as a docking base for fishermen to fish in the far sea in the future. Whether it is for the next military operations against Korea and Japan, or simply for the purpose of protecting fisheries, more people are needed."

"There is no shortage of people, but elite soldiers are hard to find. They need to be drilled and sent to the battle to see their blood." Lao Zhu shook his head and said, "Anyway, how to do it in the future, you, the naval commander, will discuss with you in private. Every time Wu Zhen talks about it, come up with a charter?"

(End of this chapter)