Chapter 130 Writing by Order
Nangong back garden.

"Ruan Dacheng, a grassroots man, kowtow to the Holy Majesty."

Ruan Dacheng prostrated himself on the ground, and first kowtowed to Chongzhen.

Then he kowtowed to Zhu Cihong and Zhu Cijiong: "I kowtow to the prince, I kowtow to the king of Yong."

"Get up." Chongzhen signaled Ruan Dacheng to get up, and asked with a smile, "Ruan Dacheng, you're doing well."

Ruan Dacheng couldn't figure out what Chongzhen's words meant, so he replied in a panic: "It's just so-so, relying on writing a few words, drawing a few pictures or writing a song book for friends, barely making a living."

"Isn't that right?" Chongzhen said sarcastically, "I have saved such a large garden in the past few years, and my concubine has taken three bedrooms. You can only barely make a living. How can everyone in the world starve to death?"

Ruan Dacheng groaned inwardly, he was being targeted by the Holy Majesty.

Ruan Dacheng hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the grassroots also have the heart to relieve the country's difficulties and share the Lord's worries. As long as the Holy One needs it, the Caomin will sell the house, send the concubine away, and donate all the money they get to the imperial court as payment."

"Ruan Dacheng, are you scolding me?" Chongzhen said with a dark face, "In your heart, I am just a stupid king who robbed people's houses and tore up people's families? Or a tyrant?"

"Uh, no, Caomin didn't mean that." Ruan Dacheng cried out.

"Then what do you mean?" Chongzhen said coldly, "I only need your few taels of scattered silver?"

Ruan Dacheng felt bad all of a sudden. He didn't feel how sharp his words were when he was in front of the saint. Why did he seem to be a different person this time?
Are the rumors actually true?

Has the Holy Majesty really enlightened Meishan?
Now Ruan Dacheng kowtowed again and again, not daring to say more.

Ruan Dacheng decided to keep his mouth shut as he said too much.

Chongzhen beat Ruan Dacheng a few words, and then asked again: "Ruan Dacheng, do you want to get back?"

"Uh, huh?" Ruan Dacheng immediately lost his power when he heard the words, and raised his head to look up at Chongzhen in disbelief.

At this moment, Ruan Dacheng's shock was beyond words. Firstly, the shock of the Holy Majesty's thinking was too jumpy. Just now he was talking about the source of his wealth, so now he jumped to the matter of recovery?The second is to shock Qifu himself, the Holy One actually wanted him to recover on purpose?This is simply a big pie that fell from the sky.

Ruan Dacheng suddenly didn't hate those students of the Imperial College.

If they hadn't arrested him, maybe he wouldn't have had this chance.

After being shocked for a moment, Ruan Dacheng nodded repeatedly and said, "Your Majesty, the grassroots think about it, even dream about it."

If you were a member of the Donglin Party, even if you wanted to die in your heart, you would definitely have to put on airs on the surface, but Ruan Dacheng, the eunuch, has no ideological burden at all, he just wants to be an official, what's wrong?
Chongzhen smiled and said: "But you will definitely not be able to go back to Taichang Temple and Guanglu Temple. Would you like to come to the House of Internal Affairs?"

What kind of person Ruan Dacheng is, Chongzhen knows better than anyone else, but to paraphrase a line from Jiajing in "The Ming Dynasty 1566", don't be biased because of the turbidity of the Yellow River, and don't be biased because of the clear water of the Yangtze River. Going back to Cao Cao's meritocracy, it is true that Ruan Dacheng is a treacherous minister, but he is also a talent!

At least, Ruan Dacheng's talent in opera creation can be said to be unparalleled in the world.

That's right, the reason why Chongzhen wanted to introduce Ruan Dacheng to the Ministry of Internal Affairs was to let him concentrate on creation.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ruan Dacheng immediately bowed down and said, "Cao Min is willing, uh, no, I am willing."

Ruan Dacheng already knew what kind of yamen the internal government affairs were, but even if he didn't know, he would not hesitate at all. As long as he could become an official, he would go to any yamen.

"Okay." Chongzhen nodded happily, "I will arrange a suitable post for you now, and you can go to the Propaganda Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to do everything."

"Ah?" Ruan Dacheng was dumbfounded on the spot.

What the hell is the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Education Department?A kind of Kodao speaker?
Also, it's too picky to only give him a seventh-rank official, right?
Before he was dismissed from office, he was the third rank, so it would be too shabby for him to be the seventh rank again.

"What? Ruan Dacheng, do you think the official is small?" Chongzhen said that if he turned his face, he would turn his face, faster than turning a book.

"No, no, I dare not." Ruan Dacheng quickly adjusted his mood, and said flatteringly, "As long as I can share the worries for the Holy One, I am willing to be a ninth-rank sesame official."

"That's good." Chongzhen smiled and said, "Let's talk about your errands."

Having said this, Chongzhen first picked up a brush and wrote on the paper the ten days of Kaiyuan, the three massacres of Liaodong, and the massacre of Jiannu Tujing, and after thinking about it, he added the words Qin Liangyu.

Ruan Dacheng looked bewildered.

The two brothers Zhu Cihong didn't understand what it meant either.

Chongzhen threw a pen and said: "I wrote the repertoire of the four operas, which probably means that after Jiannu captured Kaiyuan, people slaughtered the city in Kaiyuan for ten days. After Jiannu retreated, Kaiyuan City was full of corpses. There is no one alive, and there are three massacres in Liaodong, which means that after the Jiannu captured Liaodong, they slaughtered our Han people three times, with a total of more than two million people!"

"There is also Jiannu Tujing, which means the same thing, you can write whatever you want."

"The last one is Qin Liangyu. You write a story about Qin Liangyu leading the white-armed soldiers in a bloody battle against the Hunhe River."

"Uh, um, um..." Ruan Dacheng said dumbfounded, "Your Majesty's intention is to let the minister write the song book?"

"Otherwise?" Chongzhen said with a smile, "What kind of job do you think I will arrange for you? Let you be the censor and supervisor of Zuodu, do you think you are competent?"

Ruan Dacheng's face flushed instantly, Your Majesty, what you're saying is the truth.

Chongzhen said again: "After the song is written, send it to me for review as soon as possible. Once the review is passed, you should find a troupe to arrange a new play as soon as possible. Oh, by the way, you have a troupe at home, right?"

"Yes." Ruan Dacheng said with some embarrassment, "Actually, it doesn't cost much."

"I don't mean to question the crime." Chongzhen laughed, "Raising an opera troupe not only costs a little money, but can even make money. You write these four operas according to my wishes, and then arrange the operas to various places. Touring, can make a lot of money!"

In fact, whether to make money or not is secondary. The key is publicity. It must be in the most intuitive form to let the officials, gentlemen, and common people in the eight prefectures and states of the south of the Yangtze River and the whole country know the brutality and barbarity of the slavery. When Jiannu went south, mountains and rivers were overturned and all living people were slaughtered in an instant.

In short, it is to mobilize everyone's emotions.

Including the simple peasants in the backcountry, let them know the cruelty of slavery.

In this way, when the imperial court began to train the new army and recruit soldiers from remote areas, there would be a large number of simple peasants who enthusiastically enlisted in the army, and when they came up, they brought a deep-rooted hatred for Jiannu.

In addition, the theater troupe can also be sent to the front line to serve as soldiers.

The soldiers in the border town saw these carefully choreographed operas, which could not only relax their spirits, but also improve their morale and enhance their confidence and courage in the face of slavery.

This is the contribution of Ruan Dacheng's missionary department to the Ming Dynasty.

Propaganda work is indispensable at any time.

Thinking of this, Chongzhen went on to say: "Just one theater troupe is far from enough, recruit people immediately, you immediately recruit enough musicians and actresses, you need ten theater troupes."

"Ah, this." Ruan Dacheng said in embarrassment, "My lord, you need money to recruit people."

"If you want money, go to Ma Mingpao, don't bother me." Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "Ma Mingpao is the deputy head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and also your immediate boss."

"Ah?" Ruan Dacheng was dumbfounded again.

Ma Mingpao became his boss instead?
When he served as Jiuqing in the court, Ma Mingjue hadn't even been awarded a Jinshi yet.

Chongzhen turned to Wang Chengen again and said, "Wang Daban, bring me a command flag and my gold medal."

"Yes." Wang Chengen replied respectfully, and hurriedly brought a red flag and a gold medal engraved with the words "Like me in person", and Chongzhen handed it to Ruan Dacheng.

Ruan Dacheng received the command flag and the gold medal, and his heart surged immediately.

This is the flag of the king's order, and only the local governors have it.

At that moment, Ruan Dacheng happily left the back garden of Nangong.

As a result, as soon as he left the palace gate, he met Gu Gao and the others.

"Well, Ruan Dacheng." Gu Gao said angrily, "How dare you abscond! Take it down!"

After Gu Gao, more than a dozen imperial supervisors and scholars immediately rushed forward when they heard the words.

Ruan Dacheng quickly showed the gold medal of the command flag, and shouted: "Wang ordered the flag to be on the ground, who dares to make mistakes?!"

More than a dozen imperial supervisors and scholars were stunned there, and Gu Gao was also dumbfounded. Is it really the flag of the king's order?What's going on, the Holy Majesty, to reuse such a treacherous villain?
……

At this time in Kang's other courtyard.

The girl asked Kang Wanwan, "Father, do you understand?"

"I seem to understand." Kang Wanwan nodded, then shook his head and said, "I don't seem to understand."

The girl said helplessly: "Father, you just think so. The Holy One will definitely not issue bonds only once. Once, there will be a second time, and then a third time, or even countless times."

"Because of the continuous selling and new silver added to the internal funds, no matter whether it is one-year debt, three-year debt or five-year debt, it seems that the principal and interest will not be paid off. It’s just a show, as long as the bonds keep selling, no one will care about the collateral.”

"So, the Holy One actually issued [-] million taels of bonds with one million acres of Xuzhou official land, and even if it is a ten-year bond, Xuzhou will only be exchanged for one million acres when it is due, and the other five million acres of government land Tian must pay elsewhere."

"Ah?" Kang Wanwan finally understood this time, and lost his voice, "Is this really a trap?"

"Yes." The girl nodded and said again, "Father, this matter must not be disclosed to outsiders."

"Father knows." Kang Wanwan said, "Even your Uncle Fang and Uncle Zhang can't say anything about it."

The girl hummed lightly and continued: "There is nothing wrong with this trap, and strictly speaking, it is not a lie. It's just that the Holy Majesty's move hides a huge crisis."

"What do you say?" Kang Wanwan's face suddenly changed slightly. If there is a problem with the bonds of the Holy Majesty, it means that this matter cannot be done, and the maximum can only be [-] taels, which is regarded as a donation to the imperial court. It's paid.

But the girl said again: "Because the interest set by the Holy Spirit is too high."

(End of this chapter)

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