The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 230
In essence, Li Lang is a speculator.

He has no loyalty at all.

When the Ming Dynasty was still there, he failed to win the Jinshi many times.

In the late Ming Dynasty, if there was no relationship between the court and China, it would be extremely difficult to become an official as a first-rank juren.

Is there any way to be an official, and I am not willing to be just a small person.

The desire in my heart to be an official has not diminished with the passage of time, but has become more intense with the passage of time.

When he knew that King Fu had announced "supervising the country", he immediately ran as fast as a rabbit and ran to be a "door guest".

Although he has no ability, it doesn't want to affect his nonsense.

This time I came to Shaanxi as an envoy, and I might not have surrendered in my heart.

Ben is a person who values ​​profit over righteousness, so it is not surprising that he can do such a thing.

The palace is right in front of you, and the glory and wealth are right in front of you.

If you can take a step forward, it is not uncommon to reach the sky in one step.

How could such a person let go of such a good opportunity so easily?
Li Lang's heart became more and more fiery, and Li Lang, who was held up by the soldiers, kept twisting his body and moving towards the palace, shouting incessantly:
"I am an envoy from Luoyang. I want to pay my respects to Your Majesty. I have something important to report to Your Majesty!"

It was loud and hurried.

But these soldiers didn't care what he said at all, they just wanted to throw him out of here.

Just two steps forward, Sun Chuanting suddenly appeared here.

Sun Chuanting had just returned from running errands when he saw this scene of chattering.

"What's going on?" Sun Chuanting's face was full of doubts.

"My lord, this villain said that he was an envoy from Luoyang and wanted to see His Majesty. But His Majesty did not summon him!" A soldier replied honestly.

As if he had found a life-saving straw, Li Lang greeted Sun Chuanting with a flattering face.

Although he didn't know Sun Chuanting, nor did he know what Sun Chuanting did.

But seeing how these soldiers respect him so much, I am afraid he should be a high-ranking official.

Although his brain is not normal, the ability to perceive words and emotions is still beyond the reach of ordinary people.

His waist instantly bent like a bow and arrow, and a flattering smile filled his face.

"My lord, I am an envoy from Luoyang, and this is my seal!"

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized golden seal from his bosom.

This guy, usually still carries the seal, it seems that he has been prepared for a long time.

Sun Chuanting took the seal from this guy and checked it.

no problem.

Handing the seal to Li Lang again, he asked, "I trust your identity for now, but what are you doing here?
It is common sense for your mission to visit His Majesty without being summoned, don't you know? "

The smile on Li Lang's face grew even bigger. He saluted Sun Chuanting respectfully again, and said with a smile: "My lord, I do have something to report to Your Majesty! Please be accommodating, Your lord!"

"Well, you follow me first, I'll see what's going on with you first!"

Sun Chuanting, speaking, took Li Lang to the office of the Wen Senate.

Not long after, he came to the Wen Senate.

Sun Chuanting's office is not big, with a few desks and some bookshelves inside.

There are not many documents. Except for the ones that need to be processed now, the previous documents are basically in the archives now.

He fetched a chair, put it behind Li Lang, and motioned him to sit down.

But this Li Lang is a good flatterer, and the flattery on his face is even better.

"My lord, I can just stand, I can just stand!"

Sit down without saying anything, bend over, full of slavishness.

"Okay, since you want to stand, then you should stand!"

Sun Chuanting didn't bother to entangle with him about these matters, so he asked, "What do you want Your Majesty to do? What is your purpose?"

"That's right, I'm from Luoyang, and I'm the envoy of King Fu.

This is the situation on King Fu's side, and the specific situation in and around Luoyang City today! "

As he spoke, Li Lang took out a thick envelope from his arms and held it high.

This operation directly stunned Sun Chuanting.

This kind of thing is basically a secret of a power.

Unless it is a confidant, outsiders don't want to know.

But this Li Lang actually did the opposite.

Sun Chuanting frowned, sensing a hint of conspiracy.

There must be a demon in the event of impermanence, this matter is definitely not that simple.

"What do you want to do? These things, why did you give them to me?!"

Sun Chuanting didn't answer, and sat in front of Li Lang, staring intently.

In fact, I already had a guess in my heart, but I didn't expect Li Lang to be so brazen.

Li Lang was still smiling.

He didn't feel embarrassed, and he didn't put the envelope back in his hand.

Under Sun Chuanting's gaze, his flattering and flattering voice sounded again in the office:
"It's like this, after I entered Tongguan from a young man, I learned how powerful your majesty is.

Your Majesty's soldiers are like heavenly soldiers, mighty and majestic, with strict military discipline."

I didn't know what he was going to say, one after another flattering words came out of his mouth.

"All right, all right, what exactly do you want to say? Just say it, don't beat around the bush like this!"

Sun Chuanting rubbed his forehead, looking like he was having a headache.

"That's right, I want to turn from darkness to light!"

Li Lang finally stated his purpose and raised the envelope in his hand even higher.

"You said for a long time, is this the purpose?!"

Sun Chuanting looked at Li Lang and his voice became louder.

The tone changed, and he continued: "It's really interesting, generally speaking, envoys who can go to a place are all confidantes.

Although King Fu is unbearable, he is still the vassal king of Ming Dynasty. You are the emissary of King Fu. Logically speaking, King Fu should be the main one. Why did you throw away your master when you first arrived in Chang'an?

If this spreads out, will it look good or not? "

To be honest, this is a hob meat.

The news from Luoyang before explained what kind of guy Li Lang was.

But Sun Chuanting never expected that he would be so shameless.

As the representative of King Fu, just after arriving in Chang'an, he thought about selling his master.

Even Qin Hui would be ashamed of this kind of operation.

You should do some cover-up anyway, but you don't even want to do cover-up at this time, it's outrageous!

"hey-hey!"

Li Lang didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all.

His arched waist was even more bent.

"My lord, as the saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to live in, a good minister chooses a master to serve, and Fu Wang is so fatuous that he treats the people in Luoyang as cattle and sheep.

He and the king of Tang belonged to the Zhu family, but fighting in the same room, brother killing each other, is really the greatest injustice in the world.

This time the villain came to be an envoy, because he saw their stupid hearts, that's why he came to Shaanxi, and he has realized the villain's heart of abandoning the dark and turning to the light."

Balabala, Li Lang is another pile.

Hearing these words, Sun Chuanting felt dizzy and speechless for a while.

"Okay, okay, you better shut up!"

Sun Chuanting interrupted Li Lang's voice.

Sun Chuanting was sure that if he hadn't interrupted, this kid would probably be able to talk until dark.

After a long time, a long sigh sounded in the office.

Sun Chuanting stood up and walked outside.

When going out, leave a sentence: "You should stay here now, I will report to His Majesty, as for whether His Majesty sees you, it is beyond my control!"

"Okay, thank you sir!"

Li Lang flatteringly said thank you.

Sun Chuanting walked on the way to the palace with mixed feelings in his heart.

The whole of Daming is because there are too many people like this, otherwise, it would not have become like this.

Thinking of the time when he had worked with these people, Sun Chuanting felt sick for a while.

When he came to the imperial study room, he told Sun Jie what had happened in detail.

Listening to what Sun Chuanting said, Sun Jie became interested.

It's the first time I've seen such a disgusting person, he's on par with Qian Qianyi.

"Your Majesty, it's better to expel such a disgusting person directly!" Sun Chuanting stood in front of Sun Jie, expressing his opinion.

Sun Jie shook his head, but he didn't think so.

Although this kind of goods is unbearable, there are still many uses.

Not to mention, at least he still has a lot of knowledge.

In the Ming Dynasty, those who were able to pass the Juren examination could be virtuous or incompetent, but their knowledge reserves were definitely not bad.

The best place for such people is the grasslands, teaching Confucianism and Sinology to those herdsmen.

This is the reuse of waste, and it has some effect anyway.

With such thoughts in mind, Sun Jie expressed his plan:

"The teachers in Horqin are still far behind, and this kind of scholars can just go there.

There is also the Junggar tribe in the west, where the situation is now similar to Horqin.Today, the entire grassland needs teachers, and such people are of great use to us.Expulsion or direct killing would be inferior. "

Where is the grassland?
It was a place where mosquitoes were bigger than flies, cows froze to death in winter, and the natural conditions were extremely harsh.

Throwing these pampered scholars there is the greatest torture for them.

Sun Chuanting became excited when he thought of these scholars who could not sleep on the grassland and got up in the middle of the night to fight mosquitoes.

That's how it should be, that's how it should be.

Grassland is nothing, at least not far from the Central Plains, if you spend some time, you can still come back.

Life will be difficult for those scholars who surrendered to Sun Jie in the future.

The best result is to be a "teacher" in North Korea and Japan, and it is worse in Java and Southeast Asia, and in the Middle East and Eastern Europe.

The worst is the Americas, the West and even Africa.

If you go there, you will never want to come back in this life.

"Let's leave this matter to you, and deal with the people in the mission first. Those who obey will live, and those who don't will die.

For the scholars inside, just follow Li Lang's handling method! "Sun Jie said.

The so-called war between the two countries will not be executed, this is just empty talk.

This sentence can only be used on two forces with similar strength. If the difference in power is too great, who will care?
Morality is used to restrain the weak, and only equal strength can restrain the strong.

With guns and cannons, you can do whatever you want.

Ancient and modern Chinese and foreign, probably not the case.

A Li Lang is not enough for Sun Jie to meet and deal with him in person.

As for the details about King Fu in his hands, Sun Jie was not interested at all.

Spending so much money, those spies thrown around are not for nothing.

What Li Lang regards as a treasure or even as a bargaining chip is nothing more than waste paper to Sun Jie.

Sun Chuanting worked very fast. Two days later, a convoy headed towards Yansui Town.

The Hetao area to the northwest of Yansui Town is where Horqin grazes.

The herdsmen here have been resettled by Sun Jie according to the lijia system. 110 households make up a li, and the head of the li is set up, who is usually an old soldier who understands the Tazi dialect.

A considerable part of Sun Jie's army were soldiers recruited in Yansui Town.

These people have lived here for a long time, and many of them can speak Tarzi.

Twenty to fifty soldiers are stationed at the same time, but they are all reserve.

A social school is set up in every five ri. At the same time, it is stipulated that all school-age children, regardless of gender, must enter the social school to study.

If there is a violation, once it is found out, it will be fined and prohibited from participating in border trade.

Herdsmen basically do not read books, unlike the people in the interior.

Many herdsmen are reluctant to part with their labor force in order to expand the scale, seeing that border affairs and trade are booming.

Therefore, many children are forced to stay at home by them.

If strict regulations are not enacted, I am afraid few herdsmen are willing to send their children to schools.

It is precisely because of Sun Jie's strict order that these herdsmen had to send their children to school.

In the school, these children will learn the serious Confucianism and Sinology.

Just study like this for seven or eight years or more than ten years, and the brand marks on the grassland will become less and less.

After one or two generations, they will be completely assimilated.

A brick-and-tiled school stands beside a small river. The principal of the school stands outside the gate, looking at the end of the road in front of him, eager to see through.

A wrinkled, old middle-aged man stood here, regardless of howling the north wind.

He is the principal of this school, the "famous" Qian Qianyi in history.

He has been here as the headmaster for some time.

Compared with the gentle Jiangnan, this place is simply not a place for people to stay.

The cold wind howled, and the north wind was bitter.

How can there be happiness in Jiangnan.

The days are getting more and more difficult day by day, and the food is also some simple food. If you want to eat good food, you have to go to the market dozens of miles away to buy it.

Qian Qianyi is a "Great Confucian", and it would be too cheap to kill him.

It was thrown into the construction site by Sun Jie for renovation for a while, and then came here.

As for running, there is no such possibility.

There is a mile near the school, and the garrison inside will come here from time to time.

In addition, here is the wilderness, and if you run out, you will die.

In the past few years, I have suffered all the hardships that I have not experienced in my previous life.

"I don't know what kind of teacher it is, hurry up and get some people, otherwise, my old bones will be finished sooner or later!"

Qian Qianyi rubbed his aching knee and said to himself.

A truck appeared at the end of the road and stopped in front of Qian Qianyi not long after.

Under the control of the soldiers, Li Lang got out of the truck with a blanket in his arms.

Looking at the wild countryside in front of him, the vast wilderness around him, and the cold wind howling from the north, Li Lang felt ashamed.

"I just want to surrender, why throw me here?!"

(End of this chapter)