I am the king of the dead

Chapter 866

Zhu Jianshen is a poor man.

His father was a sinner in the Ming Dynasty, his biological mother became a nun in a white-clothed nunnery, his aunt was weak by nature and had to take on important affairs inside and outside the Ji Palace, and his beloved could not be a wife, but could only be a child.

Zhu Jianshen was not worried about others, but he was only worried that if he had an accident on the grassland, the person he admired would have an accident with him, and no one would take care of him.

Because everyone else is noble, only Wan Zhen'er is a servant.

"You take care of yourself, Wan Shi. If my father knows that I am involved in your Prince Yi's mansion, I will not be able to survive?" Zhu Jianji sneered and rejected Zhu Jianshen's entrustment.

Zhu Jianshen said with a smile on his face, "That's okay."

Zhu Jianshen understood the meaning of Chong Wang's words.

People need to have a thought and a head, and when they are in a desperate situation, they will burst out with unparalleled strength. If they are in a desperate situation, without this thought and head, they will bow their heads in front of the desperation.

Yuan Bin was hoisted up by Xining to feed the wolves, and then lost his way in the heavy snow of Baimaofeng after landing. How did he get to Dongshengwei?

All he wanted was to go back and persuade King Jili to do his last bit of duty as a minister.

Zhu Jianji's refusal to entrust is not ruthless, but affectionate and righteous.

As with people, so with countries.

Once you forget why you started, you will forget your origin, and everything will come to an end.

He died the moment he forgot why he set out, but his overly burly body will slowly collapse over the long years, and eventually become a period of time in the long river of history, which is even unbearable to look back on.

"You go first, I'll wait two years before going." Zhu Jianji said rather indifferently: "We clans are supported by tens of thousands of people, so we have to do something so that we didn't live in vain."

"Can I go?" Zhu Jiancheng asked with some longing.

Zhu Jianji heard his younger brother's question, and replied with a smile: "You are the prince, you can't go."

Zhu Jiancheng said slightly annoyed: "Can't the prince go?"

"No, the older you are, the more you will understand." Zhu Jianji said quite confidently: "The crown prince is the foundation of the country, how can he take such a risk."

Zhu Jiancheng discovered for the first time that being the crown prince is not as beautiful as ordinary people describe, at least he cannot go where his brothers can fight.

In the early morning of the next day, the warm southeast wind blew on the capital of Daming, and the banks of the Tonghui River became lush with greenery. But today, on the banks of the Tonghui River, there are fewer tourists going out for outings. It was much quieter.

Because today is the day of the palace examination, even though this palace examination does not have much to do with most people, it is still highly anticipated.

There was nothing wrong with the palace examination this time as before. In Fengtian Palace, Zhu Qiyu sat upright and looked at all the scholars, while the guards made up of Jin Yiwei and Fanzi were patrolling back and forth to prevent any disrespect in front of the palace.

As early as the end of the Three Kingdoms period and the beginning of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, Emperor Wu of Jin added a questioning link to the nine-rank Zhongzheng system, and after personally reviewing the papers and nominating Ruan Zhong as the first name, the palace examination system was established and has been When it developed to the Song Dynasty, it became a regular system.

First-class Jinshi and second-class Jinshi, second-class Jinshi, and third-class Jinshi, all of them are Jinshi, but there are differences. There are more than [-] Jinshi, there are many, it may be the first time in this life, and the only one A chance to meet the Holy Spirit.

This imperial examination only examines policy questions, that is, policy questions given by the emperor, and these policy questions have always been about current affairs, that is, current affairs. The most important thing for Ming Dynasty right now is the Northern Expedition, so it is natural to take this as a theory.

As the invigilator, Zhu Qiyu didn't walk around to disturb the candidates' answers, and he didn't make much noise except during lunch. The candidates who were immersed in the answers didn't even notice the emperor's movements.

At the sound of the evening drum, the exam is over, the palace exam is only for one day, and the papers are handed in at dusk.

Many examinees hang their hands down, and only after the examiners take away their carefully written essays will they leave the hall under the leadership of the inner eunuch.

Shang Lu capped each book and held it up for the scholars to see. This is a vague name to show justice.

Zhu Qiyu also stood up. After sitting for a whole day, she was numb.

Candidates have to prepare carefully for the exam, but Zhu Qiyu can't do anything.

In fact, he doesn't need to invigilate the examination, and everything is left to Shang Ren, but as the emperor, he doesn't even show up for the palace examination. Can this full palace of Jinshi really be called the emperor's disciple?
All the scholars thanked each other, Zhu Qiyu stretched out his hand to signal for everyone to flatten, and stood up, just when everyone thought that the palace test had ended smoothly, a voice sounded suddenly.

"Your Majesty, the students have a book to play."

Zhu Qiyu lowered his raised foot and watched for a long time before he saw a student in a Confucian robe among the crowd, still saluting.

"Your Majesty." Shang Ren was a little anxious for a while, this holy etiquette, he was reminded and instructed, this was never expected, and when he trembled for the last time, something happened.

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand and said: "No problem, no problem, let Guanglu Temple Minister prepare dinner for the scholars, don't worry, listen to what you want to play."

The last time Zhu Qiyu was called to stop was Li Binyan's last court meeting in the first year of Jingtai to impeach Zhao Hui, the captain-in-law.

Zhu Qiyu didn't dislike such an accident. On the contrary, he admired the courage of this scholar. When everyone respectfully saluted and planned to leave, how much courage did this scholar need for his voice?

When Yu Qian was hurt by his words, he forcibly changed himself from a Jinshi to a fellow Jinshi.

Zhu Qiyu sat down firmly, and said to the scholar, "What's your name, where are you from?"

"The student's name is Wang Xie, and he is from Xianghe, Huzhou, Shuntian Prefecture." Wang Xie was quite respectful, and felt like a thorn in his back. Everyone in the hall was looking at him, how could he not be nervous?

With a flick of his hand, Shang Ren picked up a roster, flipped to Wang Xie's page, and handed it to Xing'an. The roster briefly described the general life of each Jinshi.

Zhu Qiyu looked at Wang Xie's life and was also stunned for a moment. The reason why he was stunned was that this was Wang Xie's second nomination on the gold list.

This Jinshi exam, can I still be named on the gold list for the second time?

Wang Xie was originally from Renhe County, Zhejiang Province. He followed his father to Beijing when he was a child. His father passed the imperial examination all his life and won the imperial examination. This Wang Xie was in Jingtai for seven years, and he was No. In Jingtai's eight-year examination, it was the second best 20.

This Wang Xie's father failed many times in the examinations, and later he abandoned Confucianism and went into business, earning a large family fortune. This child was awarded a Jinshi, so naturally he had to throw a big banquet.

Wang Xie's father drank two ounces of horse urine, lost his ability to speak, and had an accident.

Wang Xie's native place is still in Renhe, Zhejiang, but Wang Xie took the provincial examination in Shuntian Prefecture. Someone who participated in the banquet told the news to a candidate who failed the exam.

After careful inspection by the Ministry of Rites, Wang Xie's reputation was removed.

The candidate who failed the list thought that if he got rid of one person, he would be replaced and he would have a chance, but the Ministry of Rites did not make up the candidate, so the idea of ​​the candidate who failed the list fell through.

The Ministry of Rites had to abolish Wang Xie's reputation, because the difficulty of Ming Dynasty's northern and southern scrolls was different. Wang Xie used different places for reference, so it was obviously suspected of opportunism.

Unconvinced, Wang Xie returned to his hometown in the ninth year of Jingtai, and returned to Renhe, Zhejiang. In the tenth year of Jingtai, he was elected again in Hangzhou, Zhejiang. Then in the 11th year of Jingtai, he walked into the Fengtian Hall where the artifact of the Ming Dynasty was located.

This was the second title on the gold list.

Zhu Qiyu noticed that the footnote in the brief description on the roster, the Juren who reported Wang Xie, still failed to be named on the gold list this year, and once again lost his name to Sun Shan.

This line of small characters was written by Shang Ren.

The subtleties show that Shang Lu is serious about doing things, no matter how big or small, no matter whether anyone sees it or not, it must be done well.

"Well, people from Xianghe." Zhu Qiyu closed the roster and asked, "What book do you want to play?"

"Students are bold. I have three questions that I don't understand. Please answer your questions." Wang Xie's words were a little trembling, with nervousness and fear. After all, among the people, Zhu Qiyu's image was mostly violent.

But Wang Xie still said it.

Zhu Qiyu smiled even brighter and said: "Don't be nervous, since you are a student of the Son of Heaven, if you have doubts in your heart, I will answer naturally, just ask."

Zhu Qiyu appreciates courageous scholars very much, at least Wang Xie, a scholar, has not humiliated his hard study for more than ten years. Wang Xie respects his identity as a scholar, and Zhu Qiyu also respects him.

Wang Xie was really nervous. In this spring season, his forehead was covered with sweat, but he still made his words very clear: "Your Majesty, He Lin is bitterly cold, especially since the first year of Yongle. In the past, the livestock were not thriving, the water and grass were not abundant, and the forested land was like chicken ribs to the Ming Dynasty. It was tasteless to eat, and it was a pity to discard it.”

"Walaxy fled, entrenched and forest thieves are nothing to worry about. I have objections to such a laborious expedition."

"Firstly, the entrenched and forest thieves are already in a state of disunity. Will sending troops to conquer at this time make them share the same hatred, twist into one rope, and clench into one fist?"

Zhu Qiyu's eyes lit up, and he said quite approvingly, "Okay, good question!"

"Since the Xiongnu, these tribes in the grassland have been divided and united. In fact, they are mostly those people, those tribes. Today, when the Xiongnu grows bigger, they will be the Xiongnu. The same is true for the Jinren and Mongolia."

"Today is the Thirteen Departments of Tiele, and tomorrow there will be 66 and 72 Departments in Mongolia. Isn't it the same?"

"If the Ming army invaded, the grassland used to be dog-eat-dog, fighting to the death for the river and the pasture. Seeing someone holding a big stick to beat, will we be united in hatred?"

"It's good that you are worried."

Wang Xie was a little dazed. His Majesty praised him, but he just didn't answer the question. If it really became a knot, wouldn't it be even more difficult for the Ming Army to make the Northern Expedition?

The reason why Zhu Qiyu praised Wang Xie was Wang Xie's first question, which was not about metaphysical things such as benevolence, righteousness and morality. Wang Xie's books were well read, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be nominated for the gold list twice, but Wang Xie did not read the book well. This is one of the reasons why Zhu Qiyu praised Wang Xie.

Zhu Qiyu thought for a while before smiling and said: "You are in Shuntian Mansion and you are also in the customs. In fact, you don't know anything outside the Great Wall. You probably do it on the grassland. It is the greatest honor to be Ming's dog."

"There is a proverb on the prairie that wolves on the prairie will not submit to other wolves, but will bow to tigers."

"Da Ming is that tiger, so can you understand?"

Wang Xie savored these words seriously, then bowed his head and said: "The student understands."

"Tai Shigong once said that the prosperity of the world is for profit; the soil of the world is for profit. How can a group of wolves who share food unevenly let go of the pain of sharing food in the past and share a common hatred?"

Zhu Qiyu nodded in satisfaction and said, "Of course."

"The second question students ask is justice." When Wang Xie said this, he was afraid that the emperor might misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained: "If it is unrighteous, the students think that it is the best policy not to advance."

What was the outcome of the unjust war?
Four words immediately appeared in Zhu Qiyu's mind, the imperial cemetery.

In the Kabul area full of sand, three world empires were buried, where the British came back with a feather, where the Soviet Union collapsed into the sand, and where the United States ran wild, full of ugliness.

Whether it's a 400 million sheep or a lackey on the landing gear, it has brought shame to the empire.

The greatest impact of an unjust war is morale. If a sergeant fights without knowing why, he has no chance of winning.

Zhu Qiyu asked unhurriedly: "Is it righteous for the Ming to establish a country?"

Shang Ren hurriedly bowed his head and said: "Hu Yuan lost his way to the world, and Da Ming replaced him. Naturally, it is the righteousness of heaven and earth."

This is a big question of right and wrong, and this student's nonsense cannot be tolerated. Otherwise, His Majesty would think that Wang Xie, who was taught by Shang Ren, said so, then Shang Ren, the only legal three-yuan and first-rank title, would not be able to save his life.

"Naturally, it's the righteousness of heaven and earth!" Wang Xie raised his head and said quite firmly: "The theory of dedication is nonsense!"

Wang Xie hadn't set foot in Shilin yet, so he didn't understand how the duty of eating the king's salary and sharing the worries for the king turned into a contribution?

Zhu Qiyu said with emotion: "That's it. The thirteen Northern Expeditions during the Hongwu period and the five Northern Expeditions during the Yongle period were all for the sake of justice?"

"I inherit the legacy of my ancestors, and I dare not forget it."

For this right to claim, Zhu Yuanzhang pinched his nose and recognized Hu Yuan as Zhengshuo in the enthroned hall in the first year of Hongwu. Wasn't this wronged for the sake of righteousness in doing things in the future?
Zhu Qiyu's tone became a bit colder, and he said loudly: "One place can contain the land of the three north. Emperor Taizu Gao can't sleep well, Emperor Taizong Wen can't sleep well, and I can't sleep well either."

"The students understand." Wang Xie bowed his head again and said.

On the side of the couch, how can you allow others to snore?
What is righteousness?
The national security issue involving the Ming Dynasty is the fundamental issue of the country and the country, and it is naturally righteous.

Wang Xie saluted again, then asked tremblingly: "The student has a third question, what should I do if I lose the battle?"

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