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

Chapter 733
Fu Mingqi said solemnly: "The study of sages is in line with domestic practice, and it also prevents scholars from all over the world from seeing us as heretics. It is very helpful for Lord Hou to recruit scholars."

Wang Dou nodded, so he wouldn't be like Hong Xiuquan's head wasted, trying to use some heresies, such as doing things in the way taught by Jesus.

He was originally a Han Chinese who rebelled against the captives, and he had a solid foundation in the country at that time, but wherever he went, he burned books, buried Confucianism, and classics, and he was not allowed to worship his ancestors. madness.

Look at Ming Taizu, how smart he is, he knows the importance of intellectuals and the importance of orthodox mainstream culture.

The battle of orthodoxy has always been harsh. What to teach, how to govern the country, and where the country is going.

How cruel was Confucianism to kill hundreds of other schools at that time? This is still a big thing, but your national language is Chinese or English?Is the text simplified or traditional?They are full of swords and swords, and even the surname is Zi or She. How many people have fallen to the ground, and there are mountains of corpses and blood.

The dispute of orthodoxy does not include any affection between father and son, husband and wife, etc. Wang Douruo's impulsiveness does not include national sentiments. According to some western theories, all scholars in the world will regard Xuanfu Town as heresy. Not only will it be difficult for the outside world, but also There will also be internal struggles, so Wang Dou will not be so stupid.

What he did at this time, although he was very ill with scholars, actually left a buffer, the two sides have a lot of room for cooperation, just like now more and more scholars are defecting to Xuanfu Town.

Moreover, Wang Dou also believes that foreign things are inherently unacceptable, and they are completely different after they go to China, which is completely different from the original intention of promoting them. Hong Xiuquan is a typical example, so foreign things can only be supplemented as branches and leaves, and cannot exist as the main body.

Fu Mingqi pondered and said: "Right now, my colleagues in the Department of Education and Culture are compiling the volumes of "The Way of the Samurai" and "The Precepts of the Warrior". On the way, there is a saying that the goal of the future shogunate is to let the people of the three Jin Dynasties, and even the people of the whole Ming Dynasty, live a good life in Ruoxuanfu Town, and the future soldiers will not lack the goal of striving, but..."

He sighed: "After thinking about it, I have all kinds of things in China, but in the end it should be attributed to the four words land and population."

He said: "Historically, the domestic farmland has always been unable to supply the growth of Dingkou. If this problem cannot be solved, Confucianism will eventually become introverted. This is not in line with the pioneering spirit that Hou Ye said. It's all in vain!"

He looked at Wang Dou to see what he had to say.

Wang Dou folded his hands behind his back and said lightly: "For this problem, I have only one solution, which is to bring disasters to the outside world, continue to colonize the outside world, launch wars, seize land, and meet the needs of the people! If people are going to die in the end, let the people die on the road of pioneering , it’s better than spending it in internal fighting!”

When he said this, Wang Dou's expression was cold, and his words were extremely cruel.

A gust of cold wind came whistling, and in a blink of an eye, heavy snow like goose feathers fell, fluttering down, and he just remained motionless, letting the snowflakes fall on his body.

Fu Mingqi looked at the sky, the weather outside the Great Wall was changeable, he looked at Wang Dou for a long time, and laughed: "I think the words "military and military" will attack the Lord Hou overwhelmingly!"

Wang Dou smiled and said: "This is actually true. We Han people are lucky. As early as the Qin and Han Dynasties, we seized the most fertile land in Shenzhou, resulting in poor mountains and bad waters for all barbarians. The wars of all dynasties have always outweighed the gains. In the end, the common people were afraid, thinking that pioneering would be useless, and the scholars were only speaking out the opinions of the common people, not necessarily slander!"

"but……"

Wang Dou let out a sigh of relief: "The times are different, and there are great benefits to be gained from fighting now, just like our Jingbian army's conquest of the fortress, we will gain a lot."

He said: "Brother Fu, don't you believe that right now, I, Da Ming, will always get rich no matter where we fight, and the more we fight, the richer we will become?"

He said: "Of course, Daming is impossible now, and..."

He pondered: "In the past dynasties, there is actually one mistake, that is, to fight abroad, and rarely mobilize civilian forces. Even if they mobilize, the people will have nothing to gain, so they are naturally tired. My Jingbian army is delighted to hear the battle, Brother Fu Of course you can see the difference.”

Fu Mingqi pondered and said: "The meaning of Lord Hou is to open up the land with swords and swords, and finally solve the contradiction between our country's Dingkou and the farmland, and solve the problem of why our army is fighting? Right now, there are thieves everywhere, so why not this long-standing evil finally broke out."

Wang Dou said: "That's right, but some land cannot be annexed. Their existence is used to squeeze, set off, or provide raw materials. In fact, the ultimate wealth is goods, and sometimes the land is not as good as it is, but this is It's a long way off, but at present, the wider the land we Han people occupy, the better!"

As the snowflakes fluttered, Fu Mingqi stared at Wang Dou, and the laughter of Ji Junjiao's daughters could be faintly heard in the distance. To be honest, every time he talked with Wang Dou, Fu Mingqi always had different gains. The ordinary Dunjun back then, How can there be such wisdom?Qi Mingqi did not understand.

His bright eyes seem to be able to see through thousands of years of history, people are always amazed, and can only feel that some people are born different.

To be honest, he didn't know if what Wang Dou said was right or wrong, but it was a solution in the end, wasn't it?
The two were pacing slowly in the snow, and Fu Mingqi said coldly: "How can the dispute between righteousness and benefit be resolved?"

Wang Dou sneered, and asked back, "Why do you want to solve it?"

He said: "After all, it's still a question of the size of the voice, and another question of habit!"

He said: "The think tank of the Secretary of Education, Ben Ruowu, you have pens, and now you have newspapers. You can say that white is black, and black is white. If they don't listen, they will say [-] If there are many people who say it and agree with it, it is right. Including the actual harvest, the common people will follow the scene, so why worry about gossip?"

Fu Mingqi laughed and said, "Is this the so-called public opinion offensive? Everyone says that, so it's right?"

Wang Dou sighed: "In the world, how can there be absolute right and absolute wrong? The means are not the end, the ultimate goal is the end."

He looked in a very far direction: "Unify thoughts and goals, this is what the Department of Education and Culture will focus on in the future. Only when the people have faith can the country have strength. Right now, most of the people in Xuanfu towns are tempted by profit. One day, when faced with the choice between ideals and money, they can choose their own ideals instead of the temptation of money!"

He said: "So I vigorously strengthened education in Xuanfu Town in order to cultivate national ideology and hope that some nationalists will emerge. Because of such people, they have a high appeal, can unite the people, and have The spirit of dedication can also make more and more people understand why they are fighting, and finally make them take the initiative to fight and fight for this ethnic group!"

"In this way, we can solve the ultimate problem of why we fight!"

Fu Mingqi understood some, and some didn't, but he could feel the urgency and desire in Wang Dou's heart.

In the snow outside the Great Wall, a pair of good teachers and helpful friends walked together, discussing the direction of the future. When talking about the construction of Monan, a lot of officials and talents are needed, and more will be needed in the future. , and how should officials be selected?"

Wang Dou is also thinking about this issue. His current bureaucracy system is more like a recommendation system. Talents are found, selected, and certain assessments are added. The selection mechanism is inevitably flawed, but there are few talents.

However, it is impossible for Xuanfu Town to hold imperial examinations, because Dayi is on the side of the capital, and if it is done, it will be treason.

Moreover, Wang Dou also believed that the imperial examination system had some drawbacks. With the current eight-legged essay format, many of the candidates who were selected were not practical.

He pondered: "The only way to use the assessment system is to use the assessment system. Regardless of background, military, civilian, industrial or commercial, all you need to do is to pass the assessment regulations and be an official as much as possible. Integrity and other aspects. Externally, it is still in the name of recruiting officials, so as not to cause great anxiety in the court."

Fu Mingqi said with a smile: "As if the outside world laughed at me, in the future, Anbei will really be governed by officials."

Wang Dou also laughed and said: "Officials are officials, from official to official, it's better than choosing some nerds who don't know practical things as officials..."

The two talked while walking, and the wind and snow fluttered, getting bigger and bigger, slowly covering their figures.

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After the beginning of winter, Wang Dou led the army back to Xuanfu town. In the following time, he was so busy that he continuously held the entire military, political and civil affairs meetings to discuss the future structure of Anbei, how to manage and cultivate Monan, etc. Every night when I get home, I have to comfort my wife one after another. I really feel like I have nothing to do.

In the General's Mansion, Wang Dou saw his son Wang Yi, and he could feel the beating of the blood connection between father and son, and the little baby was not afraid of life, when he saw Wang Dou's face, he giggled and bowed straight into Wang Dou's arms , making Wang Dou very happy.

His mother, Zhong Shi, also loved this grandson very much, so she said to Wang Dou: "Look at the eyes, nose, and mouth of this good grandson, it really looks like you brat in every way."

Xu Yue'e also felt much more relaxed, and said to Wang Dou in private, "The time when I returned to the Xuan Mansion was the happiest time for my family."

But she still decided to go back to Emperor Zan. That night, she hugged Wang Dou to death, as if she wanted to integrate her body into Wang Dou's.

Finally, she hugged Wang Dou and cried: "The slave family is reluctant to part with the general, but it is unnecessary for the slave family to stay in the general's mansion, and it will make things difficult for sister Xie and the others. Please also ask the general to allow the slave family to return to praise the emperor."

Wang Dou frowned and said, "But someone disrespected you?"

Xu Yuee shook her head in tears, and she said: "No, it's my family who has a heart disease. I feel uncomfortable here, and I feel that I am not worthy of the general... In fact, my family can have a son, one that I care about A man like me is already satisfied... A woman like me should have died long ago."

Wang Dou scolded: "Nonsense."

He hugged Xu Yuee's delicate body and murmured silently. He knew that with Xu Yuee's background and himself in front, although others dare not say anything, but after a long time, under the strange eyes of everyone, he would always be unhappy.

Thinking about Zanhuang, she has a career of her own and doesn't have much gossip, which can indeed make her more comfortable, forget her pain as soon as possible, and...

Wang Dou didn't say anything, Xu Yue'e's heart was too dark, her mind was too distorted, staying in the General's Mansion would be a threat to Xie Xiuniang, if there was a fight in the backyard, he wouldn't want to see it, Wang Dou could imagine, Xie Xiuniang will not be Xu Yue'e's opponent.

After thinking for a while, Wang Dou said softly: "Forget it, you can go back to praise the emperor. What are you unhappy about? You wrote to me and said, I am your husband and you are the master. You know, I, Wang Dou, are your man!... If you want support, just say so!"

Xu Yuee said happily: "Thank you, General!"

She hugged Wang Dou tightly, with tears streaming down her face. Finally, she hoped that Wang Dou would agree to her request and write her a poem.

She looked at Wang Dou, and said with great aggrievedness: "Chu Wanyun, that flirt, foxy girl, the general even recited a poem for her, even outsiders, but my slave..."

Wang Dou patted his forehead, thinking this is really embarrassing for me. If I had known this, I would not recite any poems. He had a headache and said, "Let this general think about it."

Xu Yuee refused, and said softly: "General..."

Wang Dou said, "Let me think about it."

That night, Xu Yue'e pestered Wang Dou to ask again and again. Fortunately, Wang Dou was strong and had no problem coping with it. They didn't fall asleep until midnight. When they woke up the next day, Wang Dou shook his head and was late. A lot of people are still waiting for their meeting.

Two days later, Xu Yue'e left Xuanfu town with her team of guards and a team of guards sent by Wang Douseng. Before leaving, Xie Xiuniang cried to tears. She was still innocent and just held Xu Yue'e's hand: "Sister! , Xiuniang is reluctant to let you go."

Mrs. Zhong was also quite reluctant, and murmured: "My dear grandson, we have only seen each other for a few days, and we have to leave again."

She was a little sad, in fact, she liked Xu Yue'e very much, and hoped that she and her grandson could stay in the General's Mansion for a long time.

Although she also knew that Xu Yue'e had a piece of foundation in Zanhuang, but how could that small piece of land be compared with her own son's?As a woman, it is better to serve her husband and mother-in-law at home.

Although she has a strong temperament, she is still a traditional woman, otherwise she would not have been a widow for Wang Dou and his father for decades, and it was Wang Dou who did the ideological work to understand her, let Xu Yue'e go, and Wang Yi also took away. It is her lifeline, without Wang Yi, how will Xu Yuee survive in Zanhuang?

Only Ji Junjiao breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Sister, come and see my sister when you have time."

Xie Xiuniang has been sent to the city gate for several miles, reluctant to leave, Xu Yuee is also very sad, Xie Xiuniang is still so good to her, it was like this in Xinzhuang and Jingbianbao back then, and it is still like this now, I hope this kind woman can be a good person Good luck.

She smiled and said, "Sister, goodbye."

After getting into the carriage, she opened the letter that Wang Dou had left for her. He was even busier, but he couldn't come to see Xu Yuee off.

Opening the letter, there are several lines of powerful poems written on it: "When love is deep, there is poetry, and when the meaning is strong, there must be rhyme. The drizzle and the lonely lamp are drunk alone, and the shadows are chaotic. The heart hurts the eyes. The ink-stained white scroll is not a painting, empty Leave the lingering fragrance on the pillow and chill."

Attached a line of small words: "Caring is a state of mind, as long as there is love in the heart, you can see the first ray of sunshine in the morning..."

Although she couldn't understand, Xu Yue'e still smiled happily.

While smiling like a flower, her big tears rolled down.

(End of this chapter)