People's views on things are often complicated based on their knowledge and experience. From this perspective, there is probably no one more "complex" than Zhu Cixuan. Especially on national issues, who would regard Tulubaihu and Sengge's defeat as a shame to the Ming Dynasty?

Even after more than ten years of hard work by Zhu Cilang, the concept of "nationality" has actually just emerged.

For the Ming people, only those who have registered their names and industries on the Fish Scale Yellow Book are real Ming people. Therefore, in the eyes of the world, Man Gui is undoubtedly a general of the Ming Dynasty, not the Mongolian Tatars. There is no one to investigate whether Li Chengliang's great-grandfather was a Korean.

However, Zhu Cilang is much more complicated than Ming people in this concept.

In the decades of his previous life, the emperor received the education that "fifty-six ethnic groups are a family". Tsarist Russia massacred Manchus in the northeast and Kazakhs and Oirats in the northwest. In Zhu Cilang's view, this is actually: Tsarist Russia kills my compatriots! This kind of resentment is no different from the Chinese who heard that the Spaniards massacred Luzon.

On the other hand, Zhu Cilang also knew that various "independence" forces were likely to appear in the world in the future, and the best way to avoid such farce was cultural purge and national assimilation. To put it simply and bluntly, adding and subtracting the population.

Wu Xuan was able to figure out this and knew his Majesty's attitude towards the barbarians. The reason he found for the emperor was: the ancestral home in his family was occupied by the barbarians, which was messy. How could he not hate it? But Wu Xuan could not imagine that the emperor was angry that Tsarist Russia attacked the Oirat, which was far beyond ordinary people.

Zhu Cixuan didn't want Wu Qi to become his psychological expert, so he raised the problem of carrying the military flag.

Since the 16th year of Chongzhen, the Eastern Palace system has had clues of the difference between military flags and general flags. By the time the army entered the Liao Pinglu in the 20th year of Chongzhen, the military flag had formed a system. The flags formed by each combat organization had a hierarchy, among which the Red-bottomed Golden Dragon Banner was the banner of the Front Army. One Front Army had only such a flag. It represents the supreme imperial power.

In the Northeast, even Wang Yi was not qualified to fight this flag, so he knew very well and played the role of Chen De's deputy - there was no other reason, because Chen De's Korean army could fight this flag.

Neither Tulubaihu nor Sengge were willing to submit to the Han people or to the other side, so there were three flags in the northwest. The Ming army was led by Xiao Mo's first guard army, and Tulubaihu and Sengge also had their own side.

The military flag can be burned and must not be seized, otherwise it will be slapped in the face. Xiao Mo took Li Zicheng's banner and was displayed in the military museum for three days before it was put away. Why? This made the civil and military officials of the Zhongzhen Camp really unable to raise their heads.

Think about it, if the Russians also learned to build a military museum in the future and crossed the two red-bottomed golden dragon flags, where would the Ming Empire be placed?

Dignity may sometimes be worse than a cooked cake, but if a person wants to live with his head held high, he must not abandon it.

"I will never give up if I don't relieve the shame of the Sier River!" Zhu Cilang said coldly.

Wu Yan owed his body deeply. Now he truly understood why You Shiwei was looking for him. He would rather give up the right to supervise the way. It must be that the emperor said the same thing at the breakfast meeting.

The king is worried and the minister is tired, and the king is humiliated and the minister dies!

This sentence is passed down from "Mandarin" today, for two thousand years, and is not something that can be said casually.

"I met You Du this morning, and he hoped that the cabinet could place the railway from Lanzhou to Luntai." Wu said.

Zhu Cilang immediately understood what You Shiwei meant and what Wu Yan told him. He hesitated a little, shook his head and said, "It's still immature in technology."

Wu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the benefit of an emperor who has a deep understanding of technology. He will never let people do something that is impossible to achieve. Zhu Cilang knew that no matter how wise he was, he would be called Yao, Shun, Yu and Tang. The technical rules could not be changed. Not to mention building railways in the vast Gobi Desert, a hundred miles of wind gates. He even had doubts about whether the Beijing-Zhangjiakou could be built.

In the history textbooks of his previous life, there was a story about Zhan Tianyou hosting the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway. In addition to political and economic troubles, there was another one placed in a clear position: European engineers believed that even Europeans could not be able to build this railway easily, let alone the Chinese with braids?

Zhu Cilang was not sure whether this was a writing technique that suppressed first and then rose. But he ran through Zhangjiakou himself and knew that this railway would cross mountains and ridges. Moreover, many steep slopes were unavoidable, and the difficulty was much higher than that of the Beijing-Tianjin Railway. From Beijing to Tianjin, it was a flat mountain. Even if there were some small hills and rivers, the difficulty could be ignored.

Although Zhu Ciyang had long chosen the Beijing-Tianjin Line as the first railway line to be put into use in the Ming Dynasty, he did not show any bias and still let the court discuss it with a cold eye. At this moment, he did not reveal it, only denied the idea of ​​the Lan antenna that was too hastily but not reachable, and said: "Not to mention trains in the Han and Tang Dynasties, there was no track in Taiping, and the population was not as good as our dynasty. Can't you still control the Western Regions for decades or hundreds of years? You Shiwei was too impatient."

Wu Qing immediately understood and secretly sighed that he had lost an opportunity, but there was no expression on his face, but he just expressed his agreement. When he saw the butler tiptoed in from outside, he quickly stopped him from coming with his eyes.

The butler was shocked, stood still, lowered his eyebrows and said with a delight: "Master, the banquet is ready."

Wu Yan nodded and said, "I understand, go down first."

Zhu Cixuan was not polite and said, "Then let's start the meal. If there is He Junjie at home, call out together. During the Chinese New Year, you can't let your husband eat separately."

Wu Qing bowed slightly and smiled and said, "Thank you for your grace." He avoided the honorific title of the emperor, which made Zhu Cixuan feel comfortable. The two of them did not delay and went to the dining room.

The Wu family's dining room is built next to a small lake, with newly paved heating underground and walls, so there are windows in the house in the first lunar month, and even so, it is as warm as spring.

It was also the first time that Zhu Cixuan entered the dining room of a wealthy family. Seeing the open window, Wu Chi was stuck in his feet, but he saw that there was a round table for the family gathering in the center of the dining room.

After the rule of the Mongolian Yuan, etiquette in the Central Plains has changed greatly. The biggest change is that it has changed from a separate meal system with one meal per person to a shared meal system with Mongolians sitting around. Although the latter is more convenient, it is still a separate meal system for families that focus on the tradition of etiquette. In regular banquets such as Luming Banquet and Qionglin Banquet, it is even more impossible to have a round table.

A personal friend with a good relationship can invite him to a round table for dinner, which is not distinguishing each other. However, who dares to invite his boss to dinner? Especially this boss is the master of this empire.

"In the past, the fire was burned directly, and there was a lot of carbon gas in the house. Now, when you use heating, you can completely close the window." Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "The coal is what your family bought, but after burning, it will never grow again. You have to consider it for your descendants."

Wu Yan was quite embarrassed and quickly asked someone to close the window and said, "Everyone thinks that coal is not expensive, but they didn't think they would use a little less. I'm still visionary."

Zhu Cixuan smiled slightly and sat down at the owner of the door. The Wu family was shocked to the scene. However, Wu Qi breathed a sigh of relief and just whispered to the butler: "Come and wash a set of tableware alone."

"No, just eat like this. If Mr. Wu doesn't sit down, we won't dare to turn on our chopsticks." Zhu Cixuan greeted. He didn't believe that Wu Yu would plot against him. Who would be so stupid to murder the emperor in his own family?

Wu Yan had to sit down and picked up the dishes first and put them in his mouth, which was considered as a test for the emperor. The nephews who were ordered to come to accompany him were still confused. They just waited for the guests to eat, and then used some reservedly. They quickly put down their chopsticks to show good education.

Zhu Cilang smiled, first put chopsticks on another plate of dish, and put them into his mouth and savored it carefully. He vaguely felt that the taste of this powerful family was really stronger than that of the palace.

"Well! This meat is so fragrant!" Zhu Heqi ate a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and ate the sauce all over his mouth, shouting happily.

Zhu Heyuan was too short and almost climbed onto the table. He had to reach out to grab the vegetables without taking chopsticks.

The housekeeper of the Wu family is really going to collapse. Where did the guests come from? Seeing the man looking like a slut, he didn't even know the qualities. It would be fine if he didn't take his servants when he went out, but this naughty child, wouldn't he be afraid of being scalded with his hands?

"My master, come on, I'll serve you to have a meal." The butler finally couldn't stand it. Before Zhu Heyuan was burned, he hugged Zhu Heyuan in his waist, and when he sent it to the chair, he was about to pick up the bowls and chopsticks to feed Zhu Heyuan.

"Let him eat it by himself." Zhu Cixuan said to the housekeeper, and then said to Zhu Heyuan: "Use a spoon, no hands are allowed."

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, but Wu Yan said, "Give me some food."

The housekeeper still looked at Zhu Heyuan with concern and hurried out to give orders.

Zhu Cilang had already skipped this episode and was eating quietly while watching the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the dining room and a few exquisite bonsai. Although Zhu Heqi was free and dared to interrupt when the adults spoke, there were still rules for eating, and he just kept his head down and didn't speak.

Wu Qing seemed to have a meal on his own, but he had already taken all the demeanors of the two princes in his eyes and thought to himself: The second prince's appearance is really heroic. However, at this age, His Majesty does not mention the title of king, but he keeps his visits and exits with him. It is really hard to predict the holy heart.

After everyone finished eating, Zhu Cilang put down his chopsticks, rinsed his mouth, washed his face, and said to Wu Xuan: "The taste is very good. It seems that the talented people are still among the people."

Wu Qing hurriedly said, "This cook is brought by his hometown. If I like this taste, I'll ask him to work as a job."

Zhu Cilang shook his head slightly: "Where is the bottom of enjoyment? Just be able to do it in moderation." He looked at everyone present again, his eyes fell on one of Wu Qi's grandchildren, and said: "Reading and cultivating oneself and working tirelessly is what a gentleman does."

Wu Xuan immediately said to the young man: "Don't you kneel down and thank you for your advice?"

The young man's pink-shaped face was immediately full of suspicion, but he left the seat quickly and knelt on the ground and said, "With the advice of Mr., I will never dare to forget it for a moment."
Chapter completed!