Optimus One Pillar of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 32 Contradictions in history books
The social experience of two generations taught Wang Daoqiu that in an extremely realistic society, if you want to create your own big business and realize your big ideals, in addition to your own personal struggle and God's care, you must also have the help of noble people.

A qualified noble person is a ladder, he can take you to high places; an outstanding noble person is a lighthouse, he can illuminate the direction of your struggle; and a great noble person is your spiritual mentor, he can use his profound knowledge to guide you. His soul is forged with extraordinary wisdom.

There is no doubt that Yan Song has the potential to become a great nobleman.Wang Daoqiu, who has been a loser for two generations, believes that he needs Yan Song's profound knowledge to forge his own soul.

As for how bad the so-called Yan Song in the history books is, Wang Daoqiu has doubts about it.Not to mention Yan Song's moral sentiment that he only loved one person in his life, and his tenacity of teaching in his hometown for ten years in order not to join forces with traitors when he was young.Just look at how his enemies treated him after he lost power, and you will understand his character.

Later, Yan Shifan was beheaded, Yan's family was ransacked, and Yan Song, a toothless old man in his 80s, had no ability to resist.His enemy Xu Jie, as the winner, did not humiliate him, but comforted him with kind words.

In the early years of Longqing, when Yan Song was 87 years old, he died of hunger and cold in his hometown. Yizhi County organized a funeral for him.Zhang Juzheng, a scholar in the cabinet at that time, also wrote a letter saying: I heard that Prime Minister Yan Gong has been buried, and the virtue of Gong Yin is as good as the withered bones. How should I repay him if he knows that he is dead?
In the early years of Longqing, the emperor at that time was the third son of Emperor Jiajing and the former King Yu.However, Yan Song supported King Jing, the youngest son of Emperor Jiajing. When Yan Song was the prime minister, he helped King Jing and King Yu compete for the throne.This means that Yan Song is the enemy of Emperor Longqing.

In the early years of Longqing, there were two factions in power in the court, one was the so-called "Qingliu" headed by Xu Jie, and the other was the old team of Prince Yu's Mansion headed by Gao Gong.

No matter which of these two factions, they were political enemies with Yan Song back then.But even under such circumstances, Zhang Juzheng still dared to write a letter to thank the magistrate of Fenyi County for his kindness in organizing Yan Song's funeral, and he did not shy away from calling Yan Song "the old Prime Minister Yan Gong".

Simply because in that political environment, Zhang Juzheng also called Yan Song "the old prime minister Yan Gong", which is enough to illustrate Zhang Juzheng's respect for Yan Song.

Chu Jie and Zhang Juzheng were both Yan Song's mortal political enemies back then, but after Yan Song's fall, they both respected Yan Song so much.Even after Yan Song died of hunger and cold as a beggar, Zhang Juzheng still called him "the old Prime Minister Yan Gong".

A person who can make his enemies and opponents respect him so much, will he be a bad person with sores on his head and pus on the soles of his feet?Wang Daoqiu didn't believe this.

Therefore, Wang Daoqiu had no moral burden at all regarding Yan Song as his teacher. He believed that Yan Song would be a good spiritual mentor.

Thinking about these things, Wang Daoqiu took Yan's carriage and returned to his home in Neigongjian Hutong.

When I pushed the courtyard door open, I entered and saw Yin Zhengmao, Zhang Juzheng, and Fatty Fatty. The lights in the rooms of the three of them were still on.Ma De, the hard work of this ancient student is really not comparable to those of later generations.

Feeling the hard work of ancient scholars, Wang Daoqiu went inside and bolted the courtyard door, and then he walked lightly towards his room.

But before he could reach the door of his house!The doors of the three rooms with lights on were opened one after another.Yes, got caught red-handed.

There was no other way. Wang Daoqiu could only go to the living room of the main house and sue him today for his great achievements in overthrowing Xia Yan, the first assistant. After artistic processing, in the form of a novel, he expressed his emotions to Yin Zhengmao and Zhang Juzheng. , the three fat men made a report.

After listening to Wang Daoqiu's report, the three people's reactions revealed the difference between them.After hearing this, the damn fat man praised Wang Daoqiu for being awesome, and complained that Wang Daoqiu showed his face like this, why didn't he call him?After hearing this, Yin Zhengmao lamented, how could Xia Shoufu, a former civilian hero, have fallen into this state? After hearing this, Zhang Juzheng thought hard for a while, and then asked Wang Daoqiu, what will be the structure of the court in the future? ?

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Early the next morning, Wang Daoqiu fell asleep again and woke up naturally. When he went out, he still saw Qiu's sister-in-law washing clothes by the well.I wash clothes every day, and my washing frequency is almost as fast as that of Qin Huairu, the master of laundry.

As soon as Wang Daoqiu came out, Qiu's sister-in-law still greeted him politely, and the little girl Sanniang still smiled innocently at Wang Daoqiu while helping her mother work.

After politely speaking to Sister Qiu, Wang Daoqiu knelt down and pinched the little girl Sanniang's face.Then he took out a piece of broken silver from his sleeve, put it in front of Sanniang and said, "Sanniang, can you do me a favor?"

"it is good"

When Wang Daoqiu asked for help, the mistress agreed without even thinking about it.When Wang Daoqiu saw the cuteness of his mistress, he was struck by cuteness again.So he pinched Sanniang's little face again, and then said to Sanniang: "Uncle, here is a dime of broken silver. Sanniang and your mother can go and turn the silver into delicious meat buns, okay?"

"it is good"

"Hey Mr. Jie Yuang, why didn't you go out to eat this morning?" "I want to stay at home today to study. Sister Qiu, you took this small piece of silver and went to buy meat buns. Let's eat meat buns this morning." , give your two monkeys, and send two too."

"Oh, Mr. Xie Yuang is kind-hearted, but don't worry about those two mud monkeys from the Nu family. Mr. Xie Yuang, they are nowhere to be found. They won't come back until dinner time."

When she heard that Wang Daoqiu let the money go to buy meat buns, Mrs. Qiu was also happy.He laughed and took the money from Wang Daoqiu's hand, then picked up the little girl Sanniang and went out.

After Sister Qiu left with the little girl Sanniang in her arms, Wang Daoqiu washed himself by the well.After washing, he went back to his room, picked up a book and read there.

About half an hour later, Mrs. Qiu came back with her mistress in her arms. As soon as she came back, she was at Wang Daoqiu's door. She accompanied her carefully and said: "Mr. Xie Yuangong, Mr. Xie Yuangong, I bought the buns, do you want me to bring them in for you?" ?”

"Uh, bring it in!"

As soon as he heard that Qiu's sister-in-law had bought the buns, Wang Daoqiu asked Qiu's sister-in-law to bring the buns in.

With permission, Sister Qiu carried the buns into Wang Daoqiu's house. As she walked in, Sister Qiu said, "Mr. Xie Yuangong, when I was buying the buns, people were talking about it. Talking about a young Xie Yuan who was in his teens. A middle-aged county magistrate in Yuanhe kidnapped the bully chief minister's evil servant and took him to the emperor to complain. For this reason, the chief minister was dismissed from office by the emperor! Mr. Xie Yuangong, the teenage boy they were talking about The Jieyuan cannot be you, right?"

Well, the news is indeed not as good as the unexpected headlines in Beijing. It seems that I was right not to go out this morning, otherwise I would definitely be surrounded by fans now.

Thinking of his wisdom and facing Sister-in-law Qiu's doubts, Wang Daoqiu picked up the little Sanniang who was nestling at her mother's feet, and gave the little girl a meat bun to eat.Then he replied: "I'm not dismissed from office, I'm just demoted from the first assistant to the second assistant."

"Hey, Mr. Xie Yuangong, it was you who went to file a petition yesterday for our little people! Oh, Mr. Xie Yuangong, you have caused a big trouble. That old thief Xia is not a good person. You If you treat him like this, he will definitely hurt you."

Old thief Xia!Hasn't Xia Yan always had a good reputation among the people? Why would Sister Qiu call him "Old Thief Xia"?This made Wang Daoqiu a little confused.

So Wang Daoqiu asked: "Sister-in-law Qiu, hasn't Xia Yan always been honest and honest, not afraid of the powerful, asking for orders for the people, and has a good official reputation? Why do you call him Old Thief Xia?"

"Does he have a good official reputation? Bah! Mr. Jie Yuang, you are a foreigner, but you don't know that old thief Xia. That old thief Xia does not have a high position. When he was a minor official, he had a good reputation and was a tough guy. , the common people in the capital regard him as a hero, and give him a thumbs up when talking about him. But when this official became big, Old Thief Xia showed his fox tail, buying houses, women, popular drinks, these are all things you Outsiders don’t know, but we people in the capital know it very well. After all, his family buys everything from our merchants here. How much money his family spends a month can be understood by several merchants. "

"Now that Old Thief Xia has become a big official, he and he are completely different people. Especially after he returned to the prime minister last year and became the chief minister again, he has become even more evil. Mr. Xie Yuan, my man is a mason. , you know this. My man has been to the old thief Na Xia’s house several times to help him repair the house. When my man was chatting with his young man at his house, his young man told I’m a man. Old Thief Xia is now over 60 and he doesn’t have a son yet. He’s so anxious! Over the years, Old Thief Xia has been giving himself supplements every day and doing that every night. In addition to his wife, he now has ten concubines. Three rooms."

"The boy also told my man that in Xia Laothief's Mansion, the wife's monthly monthly allowance is 30 taels of silver, and the monthly monthly allowance of each concubine is 3000 taels. There is also wedding money during the New Year and festivals. If your mother's family has something to do, you can go to the accountant. A piece of silver, and relatives from my mother's family also gave some carriage money when they came. Anyway, Old Thief Xia had one wife and thirteen concubines. The money that these fourteen wives took from the house in a year was at least [-] taels. Still. There are wives and concubines in each house with their own servants, and there are eight sedan bearers, eight kitchens, seven errand boys, four coachmen, as well as a counting house and a steward."

"According to what the boy in the Xia Mansion told my man, there are a total of 72 servants in their house, and the annual salary is more than 500 taels of silver. Moreover, the total number of people in his Xia Mansion, including the master and the slaves, is 87, plus a few horses to pull the carts. The horses, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, vegetables, wine, meat, and livestock feed cost at least 200 taels of silver per month, which is at least more than 400 taels a year. In the five-month winter, these 87 masters and servants spend the winter. The cost of charcoal for heating is at least three to four hundred taels of silver."

"Mr. Xie Yuangong, please calculate the money. If you don't count the money that he buys for his house, repairs the house, takes medicine when sick, the money from favors, the money that we don't know about, let's count the money that we know, for one year in his Xia house. It must cost at least 500 taels of silver! But how much is the annual salary of the old thief Xia? According to the rules of the imperial court, the monthly salary of a first-grade official is 87 shi of polished rice, which is 50 taels of silver. He Old Thief Xia has a monthly salary of 50 taels of silver and an annual salary of 600 taels, but his house spends 7000 taels of silver a year! Mr. Jie Yuang, tell me, can Old Thief Xia be innocent?"

Damn it, this Xia Yan is really good at pretending!Feeling here, Wang Daoqiu also remembered that there is indeed a record in the history books that Xia Yan has many wives and concubines and lives extravagantly.

But since your history books admit that Xia Yan had many wives and concubines and lived a luxurious life, why the hell do you still say that Xia Yan was an upright official?You must know that as Qiu Sao said, under the Ming Dynasty's wage system, a first-class official only earned 87 shi of polished rice a month.One stone of rice in the Ming Dynasty is equivalent to more than 150 three kilograms in later generations. 87 stone meters is equivalent to more than 3000 kilograms of rice in later generations, which is about [-] soft sister coins!
He earns [-] yuan a month, yet he has many wives and concubines and lives in luxury. If you say he has no other means of income, this is insulting human IQ!

Moreover, Xia Yan's ancestors were not big landowners or rich people. His family was a professional soldier of the country and a military household.His father's purpose in training him to study was this: "You should study hard and become a minister in the future, and you can escape from my family's army." This sentence of Xia Yan's father clearly shows that Xia Yan's family status and economic status.

There is no Lao Wang like Cong Cong. Just because Xia Yan's salary is 70 yuan a month, but his family can afford fourteen rooms, wives and concubines, more than [-] servants and several horses, it is enough to show that Xia Yan's The salary is just his pocket money, and he makes up the bulk of the money...

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