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Five Two Three Banners and One Hundred Thousand Kills Yama (9)

The south wind was extremely strong in the late Ming Dynasty, especially in the south of the Yangtze River. The young masters not only did not do anything ugly, but were a romantic and beautiful thing. Zhang Dai listed his twelve "good" in "The Epitaph of Self-Being", and the top three were "good temples, beautiful maids, and beautiful children", and then there were fresh clothes and food, horses and lights, etc.

Zhu Guobi would not think that he was affectionate just because the crown prince looked at him... Even if the crown prince was a child, he would not be as good as a fat and ugly old man like him.

Zhu Guobi just thought that the crown prince was more interested in other people's wives and concubines.

Isn't it?

Since the arrival of the banquet, which of the women the crown prince has asked is not a young woman who has been accepted by others? On the contrary, the famous girls in the Qinhuai River, the Qing Gong, the courtesan, and the crown prince have never asked a question.

Zhu Guobi used the excuse of changing clothes and went out to ask his disciple Qingke to ask who Ma Xianglan was. He happened to meet Ruan Dacheng, who also came out to "change clothes". The two looked at each other and both knew what the other party meant. Zhu Guobi said in his heart: You Ruan Huzi is indeed spending money like money. Do you want to curry favor with the prince if you don't even know the identity of the prince?

Ruan Dacheng is even Hong Chengchou's mother who wants to do personal favors. As long as the other party is a royal family, what is the point of giving a beautiful girl? It's just a small matter of a hundred taels of silver.

Sure enough, Ruan Dacheng said to the Qingke who came over the boat: "Go and ask if there is a sister named Ma Xianglan, and I bought it directly. It's useful."

The Qingke knew that it was time for him to get the kickbacks again, so he hurriedly left with a smile. These people have been wandering around Qinhuai for a long time, and they know which girls in the family are clear. The name Ma Xianglan sounds a bit familiar, but she can't remember it carefully. In short, go to the house of a girl named Ma to ask first.

The two returned to the table one after another, and Mr. Li was talking about garden arrangements and other things. He was quite interesting. Zhu Cixuan had been through many gardens in his past and present life, but this was the first time he knew that the Ming people's design of belle gardens was rich and diverse, combining aesthetics and optics. The so-called garden visit is by no means as simple as watching the lights.

"My home also has several gardens. I don't think there is anything special when I walk through it. I'm really a waste of talent when I hear Mr. Li's explanation." Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "I will be a tour guide in the future so that I, a vulgar person, can be more elegant."

Mr. Li smiled and said, "Mr. Zhu learned the knowledge of helping the world and benefiting the people. He likes to arrange flowers in the garden and plant operas. They are all things that cannot be used on the table."

Zhu Cilang shook his head and smiled, "Sir, why should you be humble? Although I, China, have philosophical truths left by my philosophers, but if these 'things' are really destroyed, will China or China?"

Ruan Dacheng was also a master of this, and immediately smiled and said, "Young master is good at seeing. China is different from barbarians. It is because of the words of sages to educate the people, which can help the people get rid of ignorance and conform to the Tao. And opera and crafts are not the sign of the great way. In my opinion, the educational function of these 'things' is more useful than the words of sages."

"Oh? I hope to hear it carefully."

"Who would ordinary people read the words and deeds of saints? As for poetry, books, scriptures, it is rare to know. But the people who can educate and know etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame are mostly from the plays." Ruan Dacheng smiled and said, "Therefore, I said. Reading "The Record of the Essence of Loyalty" is enough to learn to be loyal to the king of Yue to serve the country; reading "The Record of Qianjin" is much more thorough than reading "The Record of the Grand Historian" and "The Book of Han".

Kou Baimen smiled and said, "According to Mr. Shi Chao, you should not take the Four Books and Five Classics in the future. You can only use these operas from the predecessors and present people to choose loyal ministers and filial sons."

Ruan Dacheng laughed and said, "I want to do it. By then, Shi Wen Ji can't sell it in the bookstore, but my "Quyuan Zatan" can be changed into a daily newspaper!"

"If this is the case, I will still have to support Mr. Ruan." Mr. Li suddenly stepped forward and saluted respectfully, but had a smile on his face.

"Oh? Why did you say this sir?"

Mr. Li smiled and said, "I met a noble man today. The Marquis of Funing is willing to fund a private squad. Mr. Zhu is willing to open up the joints of the army to the subordinates. If Mr. Ruan is encouraged by the newspaper, wouldn't my Li family squad be just by relying on the wind?"

Ruan Dacheng laughed and agreed and said intimately: It sounds like this man is just a clean guest. For some reason, he was treated so kindly. Perhaps he is really talented.

"But I said it too," Zhu Ciyang said, "There can't be only talented and beautiful women in the military. Mr. Li still needs to go deep into the army and write more morale-boosting songs like "The Record of the Loyalty".

"I understand it." Mr. Li smiled.

"Even if Mr. Zhu doesn't forget the national affairs even if he is You Ye Zhangtai, what is it that isn't "Loyalty"? I'm a little bitch to the young master." Kou Baimen said, drinking a full glass, looking at Zhu Cixuan with a smile.

Zhu Cilang nodded but did not drink. He didn't like alcohol very much, and always felt that it would affect his judgment. If it was in his previous life, he had to pay attention to interpersonal relationships. Now that he is the crown prince, he naturally does not have to give face to a concubine who was born in a singing girl.

Zhu Guobi saw that Kou Baimen had a bit of a false play, and he regretted it in an instant, but he saw it open. He was a typical flower butterfly. The so-called wife is not as good as concubines, concubines are not as good as maids, maids are not as good as prostitutes, prostitutes are not as good as stealing, and stealing is not as good as stealing... It is about people like him.

Before accepting Koubaimen, this woman was like a goddess, wishing she could run to Kou's house every day. When she really welcomed her home, she found that she was just a little bitch and always had the suspicion of being a false reputation. Therefore, after two or three months after accepting Koubaimen, he lingered in the north and south courtyards in the world. He went home for a few times and became increasingly cold to Koubaimen.

Just as he was thinking, Zhu Guobi suddenly saw his family waving outside and quickly sued him.

"I found out? Which girl is it?" Zhu Guobi asked immediately, afraid that Ruan Dacheng would take the lead.

The family grinned and looked bitter: "Mr. Marquis, that Ma Xianglan turned out to be a famous prostitute in Qinhuai, but only a person from Jiajing and Longqing. She has been dead for more than 40 years now. If she lives, she will have to be eighty or ninety years old."

Zhu Guobi shook his hand, and when he turned around, he happened to see Kou Baimen chuckling with his heart, as if the crown prince had told a very interesting joke. He had an idea at the moment, and he left his family and returned to the meal.

"Why is Ma Jun depressed?" Kou Baimen had seen Ma Shiying, but when he saw that he didn't speak, he turned his focus to him in order to liven up the atmosphere during the meal.

Ma Shiying's hands trembled, and she sprinkled a small glass of wine, and said quickly: "It's okay. It's just that the official business has been heavy recently and I'm a little tired."

"I'm scolded so much." Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "No one has ever encountered this kind of thing before, just don't take it to heart."

"Now those scholars are like shrews, mad dogs, whoever they catch, scold." Ruan Dacheng said: "Even the crown prince dares to scold him, let alone others?"

"The crown prince was too serious. For a moment, all the officials in Yingtian Mansion were replaced. He killed so many mature officials and did not know how to promote common affairs." It was the habit of famous prostitutes in Jiangnan, and it was also a way to break away from "entering women with sex". Before Kou Baimen finished speaking, he heard Zhu Guobi coughing.

"Honey, did you choke?" Kou Baimen still felt sorry for his husband and signaled the beautiful girl who served Zhu Guobi to massage her back.

Zhu Guobi really wanted to kill him: I would have missed her if I had known it!

"Is it okay?" Zhu Cixuan looked at Zhu Guobi, of course he knew why he coughed.

Zhu Guobi gasped and quickly corrected his position and said, "Those officials should be killed! Nanzhi, Zhejiang has suffered many famines over the years, and the people have no food and clothing, but they are still rich! As for those minor officials, they have even abused the people, and eleven out of ten should be killed!"

"Why is there one more?" Xiao Mo smiled when he heard it interesting.

"There is another one who works as a comrade."

Everyone covered their mouths and chuckled, but Zhu Cilang couldn't laugh.

According to statistics from the Ministry of Personnel during the Chongzhen period, the imperial court ordered only 50,000 officials in the country. Among them, two capitals accounted for two or three thousand, and there were only more than 40,000 officials in the other thirteen provinces. The national population during the Chongzhen period had exceeded 100 million, which led to insufficient staffing of grassroots officials. Therefore, officials had only two methods: one was to try not to do things, and the other was to hire temporary workers, known as "public people."

Because temporary workers have to pay for their own money, their income is quite low, but the purpose of their recruitment is to harsh the people and gain benefits from various work projects. Such people often have no awe and culture. Their ignorance and courage lead to them being unscrupulous, not only deceiving their superiors and concealing their subordinates, but also various ways of leaving favors are also innovative. In terms of responsibility, they are the root of the Ming regime, but the decay also begins with their link.

I think that during Jiajing, the roots were not rotten. Even if state officials like Yan Song and Hu Zongxian were corrupt, they would not have a significant impact on the lives of the people. Once the roots were broken, the people's feelings would be very intuitive. By the Chongzhen period, almost the whole people were corrupt, and the people would not have to live a life.

"What are the opinions of Mr. Zhu?" Kou Bai's escort.

"Killing is not the purpose, the purpose is not to kill." Zhu Cilang's interest in this entertainment activity came to an end: "The country has its own laws. No matter who it is, as long as it follows the laws, it seems that the ghost-headed sword will not fall on them."

"Young Master said it very well, very well!" Zhu Guobi said: "It is precisely because these people are so vigilant that they are blinded and do not obey the law that they are killed. They don't think about it. It is because they disrespect the law that they have become ashamed of national change. Now that they have just been pacified, they want to use the same trick again. How is this possible!"

"Master, didn't you say that this kind of killing method would kill the local officials and leave with seals?" Kou Baimen reminded kindly.

"Let them go!" Ma Shiying suddenly shouted: "If these worms don't go, who will leave? If I can see His Royal Highness in person, I will ask for the order to be sentenced!"

Kou Baimen was even more puzzled. Why did the wind blow in the opposite direction today? Shouldn’t the officials and people in Jiangnan be quite resistant to the crown prince?
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