Text Volume 2 Dawn Morning_Chapter 517 The meaning of Jinyiwei's existence

Zhu Youzhen also took a nest head and a glass of water from the guards, and the students in the hall could see very clearly that the food in the emperor's hands was the same as theirs, and there was no special treatment.

Zhu You raised the food in his hand before he said to the students: "This is the first meal I invited you to eat before you entered this school to study.

Some of you should be familiar with this kind of food. As far as I know, the most common food eaten by the victims in Shaanxi is this kind of nest.

Of course, the nest in your hands is much stronger than the one in the hands of those affected by the disaster. Everyone tasted it, and also understood what the food eaten by the people of our Ming Dynasty tasted. ”

Zhang Xianzhong looked left and right, and found that these colleagues had begun to bite the nest head in their hands in small bites, but many people began to frown after biting the nest head in their hands.

He looked up cautiously at the front again, facing Chongzhen, who was sitting in everyone's seat, and concentrated on dealing with the nest head in his hand, without showing any expression.

Zhang Xianzhong then sent the nest head in his hand to his mouth, unlike other people who swallowed in small mouths, Zhang Xianzhong only wiped out the nest head in his hand after only three or five mouthfuls. He wiped his mouth, picked up the water in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

It was only at this time that he began to reminisce about the difference between the wowotou that the emperor invited them to eat and the wowotou he had eaten before.

Zhang Xianzhong went from being a fast catcher to serving the border army, and he has experienced ups and downs, he has eaten big fish and meat, and he has also tasted this nest.

He only tasted it a little, and he felt the difference between the wowotou eaten by the common people and the wowotou that the emperor invited them to eat.

When the former cools, the hard ones can be used as weapons, while the latter is only solid, but it does not completely lose the softness of the pasta.

The former is mixed with many wild herbs and acorn flour and has a bitter taste. Many nests and nests also emit a sour smell because they have been left for too long. In addition to adding some soybean flour, most of the latter is flour.

In addition, if the food that the emperor and his colleagues were eating was exactly the same as that of the common people, they would not dare to eat it so carefully and slowly. Food made from unfiltered flour is bound to have a lot of small rocks and other objects in it.

The way they chew and swallow so slowly now that they either snap their teeth or eat something strange.

When Zhang Xianzhong was thinking nonsense, Chongzhen had already swallowed the last small piece of the fragment of the nest. Although these wowotou are made of cornmeal and soybean flour, in Chongzhen's view, these are completely different species from the multigrain wowotou in restaurants in later generations.

The rough and tough taste makes him unable to taste the soft sweetness of the grains at all. Zhu Youzhen lifted the water glass beside him and washed away the foreign body sensation in his mouth.

As the emperor stopped eating, the students below also sped up eating, and soon Chongzhen heard a lot of coughing sounds.

He waited for a moment, and only after the silence below had calmed down again did he speak, "On the first day of your training, I invited you to a meal like this, which I hope you should remember.

The food in your mouths and the garments you wear do not fall from heaven. It is because the people of the world are frugal and thrifty that they pay taxes to the imperial court, so that I and you have food and clothing.

Therefore, I hope that you will remember today that no matter what kind of work you do in the future, you are protecting the country for the people of the Ming Dynasty, not to protect the country of one family..."

Chongzhen's words suddenly made the students and instructors sitting below look at each other, and they didn't know how to understand the emperor's words. After all, for them, a proverb that has been handed down for hundreds of years is the most in line with their psychology: learn to become a literary and martial artist and sell it to the emperor's family.

Except for Zhang Xianzhong and a few others, the trainees present were either from Jinyi Wei or from hereditary officers in various health centers.

Ordinary sergeants rarely have the opportunity to read and write, and this is one of the conditions for the selection of cadets in this school. It was specially approved by Chongzhen that an officer like Zhang Xianzhong, who was not innocent and did not know much about writing, could be selected, otherwise he would have to go to an open police academy for training.

No matter how shocked they were by the emperor's words at this moment, they quickly returned to their normal expressions. For these middle- and low-ranking officers who have been instilled with the education of loyalty to the monarch since childhood, even if the emperor issues an absurd order, they will be meticulous in carrying it out, which is almost a conditioned reflex.

And Zhang Xianzhong and several other students who were not hereditary officers fell into deep thought after being stunned for a moment. As a thousand years ago, someone has already shouted: The prince will have a kind of Xiangning. Although Chongzhen's words are shocking, after careful recall, they are not unacceptable.

After all, at this time, the Ming Dynasty was on the verge of the end of the world, and the imperial court's control of folk thought had reached an era of extreme decline.

Otherwise, there would have been no rapid spread of the White Lotus Sect among the people at the bottom, and there would have been no upper-class intellectual elite who pursued anti-Taoist thinkers like Li Zhen.

Today's Ming Dynasty, whether it is the people or the gentry in the east, west, north and south, all believe that the Ming Dynasty has reached the point where it must be changed.

The intellectual elite at the top hoped to carry out ideological changes that would lead to changes in the entire Ming society. Like Li Zhen, he hopes to overthrow the system of science established in the Song Dynasty and reshape the ethics and morality of respecting relatives in the Ming Dynasty.

There are also Liu Zongzhou, who hope to make some repairs to the system of science, eliminate some things that are out of place, and then continue to rule with this ethical system.

There are also Jiangnan scribes who have the same interests as Zhang Pu, hoping to revive the ancient literature to reform the disadvantages of the imperial examination and take the road of reforming the ancient system.

There are also literati like the Jingling faction and the public security faction, who advocate the theory of sexual spirituality and oppose the trend of poetry and literature in imitation of antiquity.

Of course, no matter how much they change, they can't get out of the Confucian ideological system they have been familiar with since childhood, and they are always going around in this system.

Hundreds of years after the development of science in the Southern Song Dynasty, the system framework formulated by it firmly bound the thinking of these literati, and there were many trends of thought that wanted to change society in the late Ming Dynasty, but there were no reform leaders who could really hold up the banner of change and have their own complete set of reform ideas.

In contrast, the talents cultivated by the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years are not as good as the famous ministers and bachelors in the hands of Song Shenzong when Xining changed the law.

However, the scholars at the end of the Ming Dynasty were much more vocal than the scholars and doctors of the Northern Song Dynasty. This also makes all kinds of strange remarks circulate among the people. From the courtiers to the commoners, they all turned a blind eye to this.

The White Lotus Sect, which aims to change the dynasty, can be repeatedly banned among the people, and the emperor said that protecting the country for the people will naturally not make them at a loss, at most it will make them feel a little awkward.

When Zhang Xianzhong was still thinking about what the emperor said, Zhu Youzhen then called out the names of several people, including Zhang Xianzhong, and Zhang Xianzhong immediately focused his attention.

“… These people have performed well in Shaanxi last year's relief to the victims, the appeasement of the homeless, and the handling of cases in Henan, and I have decided to reward them.

In particular, Zhang Bingzhong, one of them, was very loyal to his duties in the process of investigating the case in Henan, and although he made a small mistake, he did not lose anything in the big way.

Raided so many wealthy families, but did not take a single bit, when he went to Beijing, he only carried two clothes and nothing else, which was really incorruptible.

I will reward the above people with a medal, Zhang Xianzhong will be rewarded with 500 silver dollars, and others will be rewarded with 300. From now on, you will learn from them and serve your country..."

The emperor's sudden praise made Zhang Xianzhong, who understood the reason, blush. When he accepted the medal awarded by the emperor and held the 500 yuan banknote rewarded by the emperor, he was very grateful, and the two concubines who had taken away his wealth and belongings got up.

After the opening ceremony, Zhu Youzhen, who came out of the house, moved slightly after getting into the carriage, and felt that his underwear should be soaked with sweat.

"It's really a hot and humid day, and hopefully the rain will cool and cool down in the evening." Zhu Youzhen thought so in his heart, stretched out his hand and opened the window by the way, letting the wind blow into the stuffy compartment.

At the same time, in the distant Japanese archipelago, Afuku, the nurse of the current shogun Tokugawa Iemitsu, on her way to Ise Jingu, entered the palace in the name of Shogun Iemitsu and the title of the nobleman Sanjo Nishishijo Yoshimei, Emperor Gomizuo and his Nakanomiya Tokugawa Kazuko.

Although he was trusted by the shogun, he was in charge of the residence of the ministers and the shogun's wife, the women of the Tokugawa family, including their wives and concubines, and the children of the princes who lived in the Edo castle mansion as hostages. However, she did not have any official positions granted by the shogunate.

However, Afuku relied on the name of the shogun to forcibly meet the emperor, and so that Emperor Gomizuo had to give her the title of "Kasuga Bureau", an official rank from the third. Once again, the authority of the shogunate was demonstrated to the princes of various parts of Japan, and the era of Tokugawa Iemitsu, the three shoguns was approaching.

For his eldest son, Tokugawa Hidetada, the great imperial office who retreated behind the scenes, quietly denied a policy that the eldest son wanted to promote, so that the shogunate once again clearly realized that the current master of the shogunate had no intention of giving up his power.

"Father, although the Tang people did not spread Catholicism to our country, culturally it is also the root of our country's absorption.

However, since last year, there has been a sharp increase in the number of Tang trade ships with our country, and there are Tang ships in the southwestern feudal domains in the east and northeastern feudal domains in the west.

Matsumae also reported that the Tang people also seemed to have come into contact with the Ezo people in Ezo. That's why I thought that if I left the actions of the Tang people unchecked, I was afraid that the reality of my Japan would be controlled by the Tang people..."

Tokugawa Iemitsu had to go to the palace of the Great Imperial Palace himself, plead guilty to his father, and explain why he had issued the power to restrict the docking of Ming merchant ships throughout Japan.