A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 606
In November of the 14th year of Chongzhen, Yanqing Prefecture.

The weather is getting colder and snowflakes are falling in the air from time to time, and people often make creaking noises when they step on the road.

At this time, it is the slack season, so the business of the teahouses is getting better and better. Let the tea doctor make a pot of hot tea, and then hear Mr. Shu comment on the Liaodong war. It is really a beautiful enjoyment, especially when the tea is being rationed case...

Due to various considerations, the supply of tea in various teahouses is not much less than in the past.

With enough granary and granaries, one knows etiquette, and one knows honor and disgrace when one has enough food and clothing. After years of development, the economic strength of the East Road has increased. In addition, in recent years, the more wealthy families immigrated from various parts of Daming, the leisure class has increased, so The demand for cultural and entertainment is getting bigger and bigger.

Where there is demand, there is a market. Storytellers and opera troupes from all over the country, seeing Qian Jing, have settled in one after another, bringing a very rich entertainment life to the people on the East Road. In addition, the security of the East Road is good. The curfew has been lifted, and this cultural life has become even more colorful.

In the east, there are seasonal tunes and small orders in the capital, the music of the palace teaching workshop, in the west, Bangzi opera in Shanxi, and in the south of the Yangtze River, there are all kinds of opera troupes on the East Road. Soldiers and civilians can already confidently yell at passers-by and people from outside the town: bumpkins!

Of course, ninety-nine percent of the storytellers and opera troupes in each city are insiders or outsiders of the Propaganda Section of the Intelligence Department, and they have certain tasks every month, requiring them to publicize what the shogunate needs to publicize.

In the near future, the task of each teahouse is naturally to vigorously promote the Battle of Liaodong. A series of tragic stories, the general Wang Dou, and the Jingbian Army under his command are naturally the most important. Wang Pu, Fu Yingchong, Wu Sangui and other related Supporting roles, everyone is also in the process of editing urgently.

And recently, the storytellers, opera troupes, and urgent tasks are to scold treacherous ministers and profiteers, and blackmail them from all aspects. They were outraged.

In Yanqing Prefecture, there are many old-style gentry, businessmen, and officials. Many foreign wealthy households also like to immigrate to Huailai City, Yanqing City, Baoanwei City and other places. In other places, there is always a feeling that those new troops The household is out of place.

But even in Yanqing Prefecture, when listening to storytelling in teahouses, some people don’t take it seriously, and dare not question the content of the book too much. Now that Donglu is becoming more and more integrated into a whole, they have only one choice, or merge, Or be excluded.

Besides, the content is really exciting. Although I have conflicts in my heart, I still can't help but want to listen to it, just like many viewers and readers in later generations can't help watching while scolding the author or director. It is really the same psychology.

Like Yubao on the East Road, there are also many temples in Yanqing Prefecture. The Manfulou Teahouse near the Chenghuang Temple is very famous in Yanqing Prefecture.

At this time above the lobby, the storyteller was setting up a stage, his feet were clattering loudly, and he was talking about the great general fighting evil alone. I am delighted.

The door curtain was lifted, and there was a chill, and a few young people walked in. Seeing these young people, all of them were wearing headdresses, round-neck and narrow-sleeved shirts, and sharp swords around their waists, they were full of heroic spirit, which attracted everyone's attention. got some people's attention.

At present, only soldiers and students on the East Road can carry weapons with them. The rest of them have certificates for holding swords and blunderbusses, and they must also return their weapons at home.

Soldiers aside, the status of students on East Road is also very high, or maybe they are students from Yanqing Guanshan Academy, but at present, there are fewer students in their academy wearing toga and shirts, and all of them are proud of their swords. Many Xintunpu students are the same.

At this time, the teaching in the academy was still a combination of leniency and strictness, and a combination of work and rest. Generally, there were four months of vacation in a year. In each month, there were also regulations on which days to have off. The schools on the East Road were still experimenting with summer vacation and winter vacation. Some academies are already following suit.

Maybe they have a day off today.

Looking at these students, most of them are leisure class. They don’t have to go out to find work in the cold weather. Many people are still envious. Right now, they are studying in Donglu, not to mention tuition fees, and they will give out monthly allowances every month. Although this kind of monthly subscription has to be obtained through various activities, compared to the past, it is really comfortable.

The lead student was a young man in good spirits, about [-] or [-] years old. Behind him was a young man of about the same age, with a slightly round face. His appearance was vaguely similar to that of Financial Secretary Zhong Rong. They found a table Sitting down, Dr. Tea made tea.

The storyteller glanced at them, and continued to comment on the book with great emotion. When everyone heard that the speaker was not waiting for him and was killed on the spot, everyone in the field shouted loudly. , the audience cheered.

"If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down..."

Mr. Storyteller tapped the ruler to bring to an end the story of the great general fighting evil alone. After waiting for the activities of the crowd and the excited discussion, he returned to the stage a quarter of an hour later and told a nasty joke. Duoduo, the little slave chief, adjust the atmosphere.

After the report arrived at the East Road Mansion, his face changed, his face with a lewd smile became upright and awe-inspiring, and he began to sing the report with full of emotion.

Regarding this mansion newspaper, there are many versions in the Ming Dynasty. Many folk historical materials also refer to the mansion newspaper at that time, such as Tanqian wrote "Guoyan", Sun Chengze wrote "Chunming Meng Yulu", and Xie Zhaozhou also recorded in "Wuzajie". : "Mr. Wang Yuanmei's collection of books, besides the two classics, there are more than [-] volumes, and the others are the tomb inscriptions and morning newspapers. The accumulation is like a mountain."

It shows that the number of mansion newspapers in the Ming Dynasty was very large.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were countless copyists in the capital, who copied the chapters of each yamen from the newspaper room every day. There are books, officials, releases, instruction, ordinary people, etc., and there are two divisions of officials and civilians.

However, due to the cost of engraving and printing, the mansion newspapers in the Ming Dynasty were mainly in the form of handwriting. The Donglu shogunate also had a similar mansion newspaper. In addition to interested officials and citizens, there were also storytellers who hired people to copy the newspapers every day and sing to the audience.

The Mansion Newspaper of the Ming Dynasty is somewhat similar to a pamphlet. On the cover, the word "Mansion Newspaper" is written in black and white on a white background. With the improvement of literacy population in Donglu and the increase in demand, a systematic residence newspaper is just around the corner.

Donglu Dibao is closer to life, easier to understand, and richer in information, and some businessmen even began to advertise on it.

After Mr. finished singing the newspaper, the teahouse was full of emotions. Some people said: "The East Road has a profound heritage and a lot of storage. Those profiteers will definitely be killed."

Someone said: "A loving mother patrols the east road, it will calm people's hearts."

Someone said: "The general will return soon, and the doomsday for profiteers will come."

The group of students also showed excitement, and left the teahouse with their swords amidst everyone's discussion.

As soon as they left the teahouse, the deadly north wind blew, making people's faces turn blue and their lips purple. However, all the young men walked proudly with their swords, left the city, and came to the bank of the Yang River.

At this time, many places on both sides of the river had already frozen over. Looking at the river, a young man sighed: "How can we be happy in the land of Taoyuan?"

A young man said: "Brother Zhao's words are very true, treacherous and evil look around, how can we be alone? We should protect our hometown and homeland with all our blood!"

A young man sternly said: "The general is dedicated to serving the country, but he is envied by traitors. What is the law?"

The boy with a slightly round face and somewhat similar appearance to Zhong Rong is his son Zhong Ding, who is 17 years old and is a janitor at Yanqing Guanshan Academy.

He said: "Yesterday my loving mother inspected the academy and said to us: I don't study much, but I know that you are gentlemen. The general said that the future is the world of young people, just like the rising sun at Mao's time. It is unstoppable. It is true. OK."

He shouted: "The general is dedicated to the country, and his loving mother loves the people. Why, why, is the sky so unfair?"

Speaking of this, he was excited and a little choked up.

All the teenagers were also excited beyond words, and one teenager shouted: "Could it be that I can't do something while I'm waiting for Kongzi to feel sad?"

Wang Dou and the Jingbian Army, etc., had the same empathy for the grievances they suffered in the capital, and they were deeply upset. Now that treacherous officials and merchants are besieging the East Road, they are filled with righteous indignation and deep anger.Full of passion and enthusiasm, I always feel that what I have to do is appropriate.

All of them looked at the heroic young man, and shouted one by one, "Brother Wen!"

"Brother Jinghe!"

The young man looked at the river quietly. In the severe cold weather, he seemed to be okay. He turned his head slowly, his eyes were stern.

He said slowly: "In the ninth year of Chongzhen, I was still a child in Shunxiangbao, and the general gave me education. At that time, the general was only a defense officer, but he did his best to provide each child with rations, and everyone was full. No need to work, after many years, we will all enter the lecture hall, this kindness and virtue, Jinghe dare not forget!"

He said: "In the past, Mr. Fu once taught the etiquette of Prime Minister Wen. Now, our school reads the annals of Great China again, and reads the heroes of various aspirations, the way of a gentleman, the way of a warrior, and understands the principles of family and country. In power, my generation, why do you cherish this body?"

With a clang of the dragon, he pulled out his sword and shouted: "I swear to be sincere. Today, when I create the Lingyun Society, I will follow the general with my blood and swear to the death. I will cut all the dark thorns with my sword and return China to a bright blue sky." , Create a peaceful and prosperous world again!"

There was a constant chattering sound, each and every boy drew out his sword, and seriously swore against the sword and the river water: "...I swear to be sincere...with my blood, I swear to follow the general to the death, and slash everything with my sword!" Dark thorns, return China to a bright blue sky, and create a peaceful and prosperous world!"

"Return my China to a bright blue sky, and create a peaceful and prosperous world again!"

A group of teenagers shouted loudly, their hearts were burning hot, in the cold winter day, the blood of young people was boiling endlessly.

……

Different education, national temperament, and direction trajectory will gradually change.

And on November [-]th, after Xie Xiuniang returned from inspection tour, the shogunate stayed behind. Liu Benshen, the head of the Internal Affairs Section of the Intelligence Department, and some important personnel from the shogunate, and everyone from the Education Department gathered in the General's Office.

The business fight with profiteers has entered the most critical moment, and they must report some specific matters to Xie Xiuniang, who was newly promoted to be Mrs. Hou.

(End of this chapter)