Daming: I am the most powerful emperor grandson, please abdicate the throne

Zhu Mengjiong: "..."

He was left disheveled.

I really don't understand why his father had such a big reaction to Zhu Xuan.

After these two days of contact, he felt that Zhu Xuan was really good and definitely a good person, but his father didn't believe it and he didn't know what to do.

"I'm still not welcome."

“No matter what I’ve done, no matter how much I’ve done.”

"Everything you do is wrong until you are not welcomed. Alas..."

Zhu Mengjiong shook his head helplessly. He didn't know how upset he was. He seemed to be superfluous in this family and had no status at all.

"Tomorrow, I want to see His Highness again."

"Tell His Highness the pain in your heart and see if he can solve it."

Zhu Mengjiong was thinking secretly, and had the idea of ​​complaining again.

If Zhu Xuan knew what he was thinking in his heart, he would definitely advise him to be kind and never do this unless he could bring some information about Zhu Zhen, like Zhu Youxuan.

Otherwise, Zhu Xuan will not welcome it.

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Lintao.

The weather is getting colder, especially in the northwest.

The northwest wind roared in, blowing snowflakes all over the sky, making people shiver with coldness.

But this coldness is nothing to Lan Yu and others who are used to fighting, or some local veterans.

Some recruits had a harder time adapting, and the hardest one among them was Li Jinglong. He was used to being pampered and pampered, but he had never been so cold before.

Fortunately, there are enough heaters in their house to keep warm.

Otherwise, I still don’t know what to do.

Li Jinglong sat in front of the heater, relieved the coldness, and sighed: "This damn weather, damn, it's so cold."

When Ji Wenjing next to him saw this, he laughed and said: "Dong Cao can't stand the cold. How will we fight in the future? It's better to be colder, as it can exercise and sharpen the will."

Li Jinglong took out a breath, white mist lingered around his mouth, and said helplessly: "Grind your ass!"

It's better not to go through this kind of grinding.

Still in Jinling, it was more comfortable to hold my wife in my arms and get under the covers.

Ji Wenjing didn't know how to persuade this guy.

Zheng Guangcheng warmed the wine for them, roasted some meat, and divided it among them.

"Guangcheng, you eat too."

As a teacher, Ji Wenjing naturally wanted to be kind to Zheng Guangcheng, and asked: "How do you think about the things that have made you think about it recently?"

Zheng Guangcheng recorded what he was thinking in a book. Hearing this, he took out the book and said, "My disciple has thought about it. Now that the weather is freezing, the construction of our horse market can only be put on hold for the time being. It will be necessary at the earliest." We can’t proceed until the snow melts in spring next year.”

"My disciple's first thought is just business."

"The news about our trade with Tibet must have been spread back a long time ago."

"On the day when the horse market succeeds, even if Harimah doesn't want to, he can't stop the Tibetans from doing business with us. The Tibetans really need our Ming Dynasty things and want to exchange with us."

"Our salt, cloth, silk, and even grain are all necessary for them."

"First let them agree with it financially, and then go in and open a college to teach Confucianism."

"How to spread Confucianism must be difficult in the local area."         "The local area has its own beliefs and culture, but my disciple thought of what he saw in the church in Guangzhou."

"The missionaries of the church tell stories to the people in Guangzhou and give them gifts such as eggs and milk to make the local people identify with them."

"Can we follow suit?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ji Wenjing expectantly.

Li Jinglong listened to the conversation between their master and apprentice and expressed little interest.

It's still time to rest, and we have to discuss serious things. It's winter, so we should enjoy it. It's not too late to do the horse market and assimilate the Tibetan people next year.

As a person who is used to enjoying things, this is what he thinks in his heart.

After being tortured by Lan Yu here for so long, Li Jinglong was exhausted physically and mentally. It was rare that he didn't have to fight, but he was just lazy. Work and other things were the most boring and boring.

However, the person with whom he has the best relationship here, besides Ke Tianlang, is Ji Wenjing, who has just arrived. He feels that Ji Wenjing, a magician, has something to his liking.

If Zhu Xuan knew what he was thinking now, he would definitely shout that Zhu Yunwen was not unjustly defeated. With such a big cousin here, it would be difficult to win.

“It’s not going to work well to follow what the church is doing.”

Ji Wenjing thought about the situation in Panyu, Guangzhou, shook his head and said: "You just saw the church giving out some small gifts for free and telling stories to the locals. This was recognized by the locals. The two missionaries also integrated smoothly, but the religious Are there many people there?”

Zheng Guangcheng thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Not much! Even though the locals call the missionaries foreign monks, they are still unwilling to believe in religion."

The missionaries arranged by Turner have been preaching in Panyu, but they have been unable to make progress.

In addition to Jin Yiwei's suppression, it is also because of the cultural gap between China and the West.

If they want to succeed in preaching, it will be almost impossible in a short time.

Cultural aspects are not easy to change.

“What the missionaries did was not advisable.”

Ji Wenjing added: "If you want to spread the culture and let them learn Confucianism and be loyal to the emperor and patriotism, it is not enough to just give them favors. Political means are needed. Go back and think about it carefully, and organize households to educate the people." , the integration of politics and religion, etc.”

After hearing this, Li Jinglong said curiously: "It's a bit difficult to create a household system for the people. There are many tribes in Tubo. They don't have fixed residences, which are similar to those on the grassland. As for the integration of politics and religion, do you still plan to use Tantra?"

Ji Wenjing explained: "It is a fact that their tribes have a certain degree of mobility, but we should do a good job in Duogansi Xuanwei Division first. Once our goods and food from the Ming Dynasty flow in, we can reduce the number of people who have to migrate for livelihood. tribe."

After a pause, he added: "As for the integration of politics and religion, it's not Tantra, it's our Confucianism."

"His Highness will definitely arrange for Liu Guan to come in in the future."

"The relationship between Confucianism and politics is the unity we think of, not what Mr. Cao Guogong thinks."

"To sum it up simply, it's the imperial examination."

"It's similar to how we dealt with Goryeo."

"First, we promote the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty and make the Tubo people yearn for it. Then we tell them that if they study Confucianism, they can become officials in the Ming Dynasty and experience the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty."

"That's pretty much it. We haven't thought about how to do it in detail yet, but it has to be used in conjunction with our academy."

Ji Wenjing discussed these ideas with Zhu Xuan before leaving.

"Before I went north, His Highness gave me a word."

"It's called the Golden Ping Qing Lot."

"The content is also very rich, but whether it can be used in conjunction with it has yet to be verified. However, the ideas proposed by His Highness are sometimes really useful and special."

Ji Wenjing said again.

Li Jinglong was confused and didn't understand very well.

After Zheng Guangcheng heard this, he quickly recorded Ji Wenjing's words in his little notebook. These were rare knowledge points. (End of chapter)