"Why don't you think the crown prince has entered the city yet?"

"I heard that I was mobilizing a large army to settle the officials who surrendered to the enemy and turned against each other in the city."

"What about us ordinary people? After the Tartars were harmed, will we punish the Ming Dynasty?"

"The people are probably fine. Didn't Shuntian Prefecture issue a notice of peace and comforting the people. Those who wear their hair are called Zhongmin, and those who are forced to shave their heads are called refugees." An old man whispered.

"I don't know if this is true or false..."

"Why isn't it true? Although this is hung with the emperor's seal, it is actually the order of Taiweixingjun."

"The old man in the Bai family, which sells medicinal materials in Dongzhimen, is over 90 years old. He said he wants to wear his hair to meet his ancestors. He sleeps in the coffin in the cellar and has not come out for a day. Didn't a fourth-rank official personally go to see him with his money two days ago? It's spread all over the neighbors on both sides." A sharp and loud voice explained, looking like a loyal Ming Dynasty.

"You don't have any water in the golden teapot. You just talk there. I've been waiting here for a long time!" Someone shouted dissatisfied.

The Tea Doctor, called the Golden Teapot, ran over quickly, laughed and mixed with water, but was still thinking about the Crown Prince's Army entering the city. After hearing these old tea lovers for a while, he silently counted the tea sold early this morning in his heart, and thought that it was really time for the world to be stable.

When the Qing Dynasty was there, tea guests were in groups of three or four, and they were all old customers who were used to drinking tea. It was already considered the Dafali Market if they could sell ten bowls of tea in the morning. After the Qing Dynasty, more and more people came to drink tea, and they could easily sell forty or fifty bowls in the morning. Moreover, the number of customers increased day by day.

"Actually, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince cannot come back now. Didn't you see the stone plaque hanging behind Zhengyang Gate? You have to be carved again." Another folk analyst said: "You can't let the Crown Prince come back from the Qing Dynasty Gate."

"Hey, this is a coincidence! My uncle was born in my house and was a stonemason. One day he was detained by the Tartars to the inner city. He said he wanted to engrave the plaque, which happened to engrave the three words "Da Qing Gate". My uncle said that the Tartars did not pay attention to it, and turned over the stone plaque of the Tartars directly and used it." A careless voice seemed to tell a story, spreading folk news.

Others laughed and said that this really ruined a good piece of stone, and said that these Tartars were deliberately disgusting. The topic spread out for a moment.

The Golden Teapot was carrying the teapot and wandering among the teapots, with a flattering smile on his face, but silently remembered this in his heart. Until noon, the teapot either ordered a meal or went home to eat, and his big teapot could finally go to the backyard to rest for an hour. The Golden Teapot returned to his small dilapidated house and pulled out a box from the bottom of the bed. After gently opening it, it exposed the bottles and jars inside.

After skillfully mixing, the Golden Teapot wrote down three things he had heard from yesterday afternoon to this morning with the prepared ink. When he finished writing the first two, he hesitated for a moment and wrote that the stone plaque of the Daqing Gate was carved from the stone plaque of the Daming Gate. After all the three things were written, the Golden Teapot carefully sealed into the envelope and found an opportunity to hide it under the bluestone pedal at the back door of the teahouse.

The Golden Teapot was curious about who was taking away the information every day, and he had also secretly watched it. However, the man was very alert. As long as the Golden Teapot was hiding beside him and peeking, he would never show up to get the information. And by the end of the month, the Golden Teapot was deducted a silver tael of monthly money and was warned once.

Five taels of silver! This really hurts the golden teapot, and I have never had any other thoughts ever since.

Speaking of which, it would be better for the crown prince to enter the city sooner, so he could just let go of the fate of carrying pots and mixing water, take out his savings over the years, buy a house, and do some small business... Of course, if Jinlin was willing to ask for his own news, he would be happy to sell it to them.

These people are trustworthy and will not be too harsh on the news. Even if a wife steals someone, they are willing to pay money. Working with them, it is still very comfortable to keep their mouths and eyes closed and not talk nonsense.

This is probably the voice of every Golden Scale Club.

...

Just as the people of the world were staring at the throne of the emperor in Beijing, Chongzhen slowly returned to Beijing at a speed of 50 miles a day. He did not want to go back early, but under the influence of the classics, the emperor himself always felt guilty of greed for the achievements of heaven for himself.

If Zhu Cilang went directly to Beijing, he would not be unhappy. He was even very happy that the choice was with Zhu Cilang and not with him. As long as he was not allowed to make decisions, he would feel acceptable no matter what happens in the future. Simply put, Chongzhen was still unwilling to take responsibility and lacked a responsible personality.

Now that his son is waiting for him in Tianjin, the people across the country are looking at him with their necks raised. Chongzhen had to bite the bullet and return to Beijing. Taking over the honor his son brought to him was also the only chance to wash away the shame.

The officials who accompanied them were very happy and wanted to take a boat to Tianjin. However, the sea still had great power to them, especially in the 17th year, when the Beijing officials fled, and a shipwreck occurred in Tianjin, sank more than 70 ships, and countless dead people were killed, which even terrified their location.

The land route is smooth and safe. After the chaos, the people in the north were at peace and just wanted to have enough food. The administrative officials stationed in the East Palace may not be as literary as those of the officials before the national revolution. Some county clerks could not even recognize words, but their work efficiency was much higher than those of the previous officials.

Li Yuzhi had been the Minister of Personnel for many years, and when he was about to retire, he finally became the prime minister. When everyone thought he was a nominal prime minister, he was opening his turbid eyes and seeing the world clearly.

"For two thousand years, officials have only great righteousness and no program. People will meet a good official and have a happy life. When they meet corrupt officials, they will be unlucky for three years. Now, with the talent given by heaven, the Eastern Palace will explain clearly how to become an official, what to do, and what to assess. Even if the people with qualifications are given a little teaching, they can pass on the text and compare them one by one to make people livelihood safe." Li Yuzhi slowly said orally and asked his students to write it into a essay.

After he was eighty, Li Yuzhi's eyes became more and more cherished. His daily letters were written by students and grandchildren. This letter was sent to old friends in Nanjing, asking them to recommend the female subjects who are of ordinary qualifications to take the female subject. They were selected to be appointed, instead of squeezing the single-plank bridge for the imperial examination.

Compared with the competitive examinations of the imperial examinations, which are a world-wide competition, the cultural level examination and various professional examinations seem simple and human. It is no longer the entanglement of choosing the best among the best. Instead, it is the use of talents. This undoubtedly gives most people who have read books and have not read them well a way to enter the officialdom.

Seeing that the people whom I once looked down upon became prefects and participated in politics, who can not be jealous? Is the most admired thing about the Ming Dynasty a Jinshi?

No! It's an official!

The reason why Jinshi is valued is that the rise of Jinshi officers is more open and can directly reach the dream of being a high-ranking minister. If the way of selecting scholars in the Tian family is biased towards Imperial College and female Ding Ke, then the subjects that are valued will naturally turn to the supervisor.

Zhu Cilang cannot say this kind of thing too bluntly. Otherwise, it would be a war against all Jinshi and those who are confident in taking the Jinshi. On the contrary, if you say it with the transcendent elders of the four dynasties like Li Yuzhi, it would seem objective and fair, and there would be a vague meaning to point out the descendants. What's more, he has a close relationship with Donglin and would not dare to speak out against the most powerful Southeastern scholars in the female Ding Ke.

Now that Shenjing is recovering, there are rumors that the court wants to prosecute the rank of grace. Whether this news is true or not, it has triggered many scholars from Jiangnan to go to the north. The newspapers in Jiangnan also advocated peace and stability under the rule of Shandong and other places. It was a great rise after the chaos. Although the scholars of the Ming Dynasty had the habit of letting go, they all hoped to see with their own eyes whether the "Tiger and Wolf Control" was true.

"Now that we are in Tianjin, the once chaotic and doomsday signs have completely retreated, and it is obvious that the world will be governed." On the official road, three four-wheeled carriages that can be called luxurious are slowly driving. There were two noble people sitting at the end of the last car, about fifty years old, but with a hint of stubbornness in their appearance. Obviously, they are not from the officialdom.

After saying that, the man suddenly sighed again: "The Ming Dynasty has not yet completed its energy. But I, Zhang, may not be able to have a century-old family again."

"Why is the eldest brother of Zongzi so pessimistic? The world is determined, and my family will always be able to rise again." Another person laughed and said, "Let's drink!" He took the wine pot from the baffle in front, poured himself a drink, and laughed, "Now with this four-wheeler, it's much easier to drive on the road."

Zhang Zongzi glanced at his cousin who was not worried about his sorrow and turned his attention to the car. Since appearing in Jiangnan, the four-wheeled carriage was immediately loved by wealthy families. It was not because of its high quality, but rather a kind of identity. Although there were no more people like Shi Chong and Wang Kai in the late Ming Dynasty, the comparison between them was inevitable.

Since I bought a four-wheeled carriage, if I couldn't take it out for a walk, wouldn't it be that the brocade clothes and night walks in my darkness? But who would have a normal mind endured the violent bumps and sniffed into my stomach? So they naturally did something that the crown prince really wanted them to do.

Building a road.

Among the gentry in the Ming Dynasty, there were not many people who really had fish in the countryside. The mainstream still benefited the hometown. One day, they were honored enough and were carried into the sacred temple of the village genius and admired for generations. The main projects here are Yicang, Yicang, bridge construction, and road paving. Generally speaking, Yicang is a project for real wealthy families, while smaller gentry liked Yicang. Let the children of the clan enjoy the benefits. If there is a winner, the entire family can make a fortune.

Bridge and road paving are popular projects. Not only wealthy families, but also families with food and clothing will participate. It can be said that you have money to contribute money and have strong efforts.

However, the road required by the four-wheeled carriage is not an ordinary dirt road, it must have foundations and hardened road surfaces. Because this kind of "highway" is also an official assessment, officials from all over the country heard that someone was willing to contribute funds, so they were naturally willing to provide technical requirements. Moreover, regardless of the cost increase, it was quite a bit unsatisfied.

This is also the maximum possible level that officials in Jiangnan can do while fighting. As for the construction of water conservancy, measuring land and clarifying household registration... these things are really too difficult for them.

Zhang was a wealthy family in Shaoxing Prefecture. Zhang Zongzi's grandfather was named Buying a watch and served as deputy envoy of Yunnan Censorship and Grandpaoqing in Gansu. His great-grandfather Zhang Yuanbian was the top scholar in the fifth year of Longqing. He served as the Hanlin Academy and served as the left-handed Yude of Zhanshi. His grandfather Zhang Rulin was a Jinshi in the 23rd year of Wanli and served as the Guangxi Senate. His father Zhang Yaofang was from the deputy list and was the right chief of the Lu Prince's Mansion.

Such a family would definitely be laughed at if they didn’t have a four-wheeled carriage. Moreover, Zhang’s luxury and prosperity are among the best in Zhejiang. Nowadays, four-wheeled carriages are not only worth a thousand gold, but also in short supply. Zhang can pull out three cars at will. It can be seen that he is rich!

Not only that, in order to travel smoothly in the city, Zhang also invested in the renovation of the entire Shanyin and Kuaiji roads in the two counties, all according to the regulations of the East Palace. There was no conspiracy. Moreover, because Shaoxing is a water city, there are many bridges in the city, and some bridges are too narrow and inconvenient for carriages to pass through, so they also benefited from widening and reinforcement.

Before and after this, Zhang used at least tens of thousands of taels of silver, but for his family's situation, it did not hurt his muscles or bones at all.

"Zongzi, from this road alone, the officials in the south are far inferior to those in the north." The old naughty boy who drank a sip of wine increased his interest. He didn't know how to hide his feelings when he spoke: "After passing Shandong, the road was straight and flat. We should really take a boat in Hangzhou, take the sea route to Shandong, and then turn the carriage."

"How can a noble man take the sea storm? He has finally come over. It's really troublesome to change the beam of the car." Zhang Zongzi nodded forward.

The beam of the carriage could not withstand the bumps. Two broken pieces were indeed troublesome to find accessories. It took a long time to buy them in Nanjing. Each piece cost nearly 200 taels of silver, but Zhang Zongzi was not feeling any pain.

"If you walk on the sea route, you will not be able to see the changes in people's livelihood along the way." Zhang Zongzi said again.

My cousin next to me was about to speak, but he felt that the carriage slowed down slowly, and he stopped and couldn't help but knock on the trap in front.

The driver in front pulled the trap and said, "Master, the car in front has stopped. It seems that someone is blocking the way."

Zhang Zongzi looked out against the cold glass, suddenly jumped up and was about to open the door and get out of the car.

The coachman was also startled and jumped out of the car to open the door for Zhang Zongzi.

Zhang Zongzi pulled his brothers and said, "Get out soon, it's Qiansui of King Lu who has come here."

The two hurriedly got out of the car and walked towards a slightly fat middle-aged man. They hurriedly saluted: "What's the order for Qiansui to ask his servants to summon him. How can we work with each other?" Because of Zhang Zongzi's father, Zhang Zongzi had a very good relationship with King Lu. When King Lu was taking refuge in Shaoxing, he also visited the Zhang family courtyard to play, but he was not seen outside.

"You two, please follow me." King Lu looked entangled, took two steps and stopped and turned around and said, "Don't be too presumptuous."

Zhang Zongzi was surprised and had to follow him for a few steps. When he looked up, he saw a tall and mighty man wearing a brown cloak, vaguely showing the iron armor inside. It was obviously a general with a high status in the army. The general didn't get off the horse when he saw King Lu, which surprised Zhang Zongzi even more and didn't know what to call him for a moment.

When the general saw Zhang Zongzi, he was not arrogant and turned over and bowed: "You are Zhang Dai and Zhang Zongzi of Shaoxing?"

Zhang Dai hurriedly replied, "It's just my late-san. I dare to ask the general for his noble title."

"Please, please." The general did not report to his house, but asked Zhang Dai to follow King Lu to come forward.

"This is my cousin Zhang E and Zhang Yanke. I wonder if it is abrupt or not?" Zhang Dai asked hurriedly when he saw that the general stopped his cousin.

The general glanced at Zhang E and said, "It's okay, let's go together."

The four of them walked in parallel, and soon surrounded a circle of elite soldiers. Their steps were consistent, and they stepped on the ground and there was no whispering to each other. They coughed, which really opened Zhang Dai's eyes.

When I arrived at the hillside, I saw a pavilion with two people in the pavilion. They stood and sat, all wearing blue cotton sermon robes, like ordinary scholars coming out to travel. However, the pavilion and even the top were covered with secret whistles, and their faces were inadvertently exposed, which was really scary.

At this point, Zhang Dai naturally knew the identity of the master here. He did not dare to be careless and would kneel down when he stepped forward.

"Mr. Die'an, don't be too polite, just sit down and eat meat." Zhu Cilang waved from afar and asked him to step forward.

Although Zhang Dai was not allowed to kneel down, he did not dare to sit opposite the crown prince so carelessly, bowed to the end, and did not dare to call him randomly.

"You're welcome, you are Tiansun, and I am Tiansun, so you can sit opposite each other." Zhu Cilang said with a smile.

When Zhang Dai heard this, he was so scared that his hair was standing up. He had to kneel down even if he didn't kneel. He had four titles, Tao'an commemorating his mother Tao; Die'an claimed to be romantic in love and was quite frivolous; Tiansun commemorating his grandfather Tianfu; in his later years, he believed in Buddhism and used Liu Xiu as his title, but he has not appeared yet.

The emperor is the emperor, isn’t Zhu Cilang a serious grandson?

"It would be boring if you kneel down like this." Zhu Cilang made a barbecue and took a skewer and handed it to the young man standing beside him.

The young man glanced at Zhang Dai, put it in his mouth with a smile, and signaled Zhang Dai not to be restrained.

Zhang Dai was originally a rich and tyrant, and he didn't know how to be restrained. But after all, people were beloved by the world. How could they hold on to the face of the "Heavenly Grandson"? Even Zhang E, who was famous for being prosperous, was like an eggplant beaten by frost, wilted with her head.

"I have read your articles, and I especially like the words that bully men and women unscrupulously, so I stopped waiting for you." Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "If you treat me like this, I have to go back early."

Zhang Dai quickly got up, stepped forward and bowed again, saying, "It's really frightening to be a bad person."

"The big antiques of China and the big kilns of Yongle are the towers of repaying grace... This kind of sound of metal and stone is rare in our dynasty." Zhu Cixuan handed him the meat skewers and smiled slightly.

Zhang Dai finally felt relieved, took the skewers and ate it.

"Are you going to Beijing when you are back in Tianjin?" Zhu Cixuan ignored King Lu and Zhang E around him, and only talked to Zhang Dai.

"Zhang is not talented, and this time he will follow His Highness King Lu to the capital to increase his experiences." Zhang Dai said.

Zhu Cixuan looked at Lu Fan and smiled: "Is Lu Fan already here?"

King Zhu Yihai of Lu was startled and stammered. After a long time, he asked: "Why did your highness say this?" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!