Chapter 488 Barbecue Feast
Zhu Youjian kept everyone here. They were all starving. After hearing the emperor's words, they knew that they could finally enjoy a rare royal meal.
The food in the palace must be made of precious ingredients, and these people are here for free, so naturally they have to enjoy it.
But what happened next stunned everyone, because Zhu Youjian did not prepare seats for them, but asked them to sit in an empty place.
Not only them, but even Zhu Youjian sat down on a raised step.
"Your Majesty, there is not even a table or chair here. How can we eat?"
One person said, and the others echoed!
Yes, yes, everywhere.
"Why not? Everyone in this world is just like you. As long as there's a seat, they can eat."
With just one sentence, everyone fell silent.
"Let's have a barbecue!" Zhu Youjian slapped himself on the leg and said to Wang Chengen.
After saying that, Wang Chengen called a team of guards and brought the barbecue rack over.
This grill may look a bit odd, but it is actually a stove from the Ming Dynasty with a wooden frame made of steel wire.
The fact that everyone present recognized what it was meant little.
"Your Highness, these are all Western barbarian things, they are not presentable at all!"
This was Zhou Yanru's voice, but his voice was drowned out by the noise. Zhu Youjian was still doing his work, as if he hadn't heard Zhou Yanru's words at all.
Zhou Yanru had no choice but to give up!
Zhu Youjian certainly heard it, but he didn't say anything.
Some of them have spent their entire lives reading books and have never seen the world or had any personal experience, so naturally they don't know how to barbecue.
But for people like Song Yingxing who are always on the go, people like Chen Zhibao know that this is a special cooking method, which is barbecue.
Only a few people knew and would do so. Most of the ministers were at a loss and didn't know what they should do.
Rows of officers stood there in neat rows, densely packed. Looking down, most of the brothers and sisters were sitting there with bewildered looks on their faces.
Zhu Youjian said: "I will distribute the skewers right now, everyone can grill and eat them by themselves! This is your own power! Then I won't let anyone serve me anymore!"
The ministers were puzzled. After a while, Zhu Youjian came over with large plates of raw beef. At first, everyone was still surprised.
Some people who have never eaten barbecue are confused. Zhou Yanru is the best example. He lived in Jiangnan since he was a child, read a lot of books, and never left the capital for more than ten years.
He knows nothing about barbecue.
Qian Qianyi: "This... can I drink this? Could it be that you haven't finished eating yet?"
As Qian Qianyi was talking, he looked up from time to time and saw that there were indeed people eating in big mouthfuls.
Qian Qianyi was shocked. It was raw!
Zhou Yanru was a smart man. He put one hand on Qian Qianyi's shoulder and the other on Zhu Youjian's arm. He slowly picked up a skewer of meat, lit the charcoal, and then put it on top.
"I see!"
So does everyone else.
This was what Zhu Youjian specifically asked Wang Chengen to make yesterday. Due to the shortage of meat, Zhu Youjian also ordered people to make more green vegetables such as cabbage and potatoes.
Zhu Tan had a deep memory of this dish because he had seen it in junior high school. Potatoes were only introduced to China in the 16th century, but under the advice of Zhu Youjian and Wang Chengen, Wang Chengen was a little skeptical about why the imperial chef had to cut the potatoes into thin slices.
Although potatoes were introduced to China at this time, most people in the Ming Dynasty had never heard of them, or most people did not know what potatoes were used for.
Seeing that everyone was busy, Zhu Youjian stood up and held the potato in his hand and asked, "Do you know what this is?"
The officer took a look at the food on the plate and saw some people he recognized, some he knew, and some he didn't.
Zhou Yanru understood, stood up, bowed and said: "I understand, this is something from the West! This is a tribute from the royal family!"
Zhou Yanru was right. Potatoes were introduced during the Ming Dynasty. However, only people in the imperial palace could grow potatoes.
"That's right! Mr. Zhou is indeed knowledgeable and talented!" Zhu Youjian praised Zhou Yanru highly, then turned to Song Yingxing and Chen Zhibao and said:
"Sir Song, this thing can solve the famine in the Ming Dynasty. After this meal, let's promote the potato cultivation method to the people!"
Song Yingxing nodded, but Chen Zhibao asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty, can this medicine really solve the famine in the Ming Dynasty?"
Zhu Youjian patted Chen Zhibao's shoulder vigorously, "Of course, especially if you join forces with Lord Song Yingxing, you will definitely be able to do it!"
Even Chen Zhibao looked puzzled, as did the other officials. Zhou Yanru looked bewildered.
"Your Majesty, these are just imported goods. How can they solve the famine of the Ming people?"
Zhou Yanru asked him a question, but Zhu Youjian did not answer.
Let them guess.
Zhu Changxun suddenly appeared in the imperial palace - to be exact, at an outdoor barbecue banquet in Daming.
Zhu Changxun is Zhu Youjian's uncle, and the emperor's uncle.
Zhu Changxun walked forward with an imposing manner and a stern expression, followed by a large group of people.
Zhu Changxun did not salute either, but only said, "Your Majesty!" He watched this scene with his heart filled with resentment.
Zhu Changxun, I almost forgot that there was such a person in the history of the Ming Dynasty.
The system quickly introduced this person's background to Zhu Youjian:
"Zhu Changxun, Han nationality, Ming Dynasty royal family, prince, February 1586, 1641 - March 1601, 1614. Zhu Changxun was favored by his father, Emperor Shenzong of the Ming Dynasty, who wanted to make him the crown prince, but was blocked by the civil and military officials of the court and failed to achieve his wish. In , he was posthumously awarded the title of Prince of Fu and entered Luoyang, Henan in ."
"Uncle! What are you doing here?" Zhu Youjian was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses. It was really rare for Zhu Changxun to come here.
Although Zhu Changxun had no expression on his face, his every move revealed a royal demeanor: "Your Majesty, I am only here to see you. Your Majesty, how can you behave like this?"
Zhu Changxun pointed at the area filled with thick smoke. Soon, Zhu Changxun was choked by the smoke and started coughing violently. He only stopped coughing when he came out of the smoke.
Zhu Youjian responded: "So what?"
What's wrong? Zhu Changxun really didn't know how to answer.
"This, this is not possible, Your Majesty, please do not blame the Emperor's uncle!"
Zhu Changxun sighed. He understood that under such circumstances, the emperor's face must be saved, but thinking about the survival of the Ming Dynasty, he still had to do his best to dissuade him.
"Your Majesty, you are the ruler of a country. You are looking for alchemists everywhere to seek the way to become a god. It's fine for me, but what are you doing? You don't even care about the government affairs, and you are so arrogant. You don't act like an emperor at all!"
"Emperor, how can you allow such a person to work? And how can you expel the Confucian school?"
Zhu Changxun on the side spoke up. He was a little fat and soon found himself short of breath.
In Luoyang, he heard people say that Zhu Youjian was obsessed with spiritual practice, but he ignored it. Later, he heard that Zhu Youjian did not attend court, so he no longer paid attention to it.
But now, he was told that Zhu Youjian wanted to abolish Confucianism and develop science and technology. This was impossible, because Confucianism was the foundation of a dynasty. Once Confucianism was destroyed, it would affect the foundation of a country.
If he met Zhu Youjian in the capital, he would definitely scold him every day, after all, he was still in Luoyang.
When Zhu Youjian saw Zhu Changxun's angry face, he looked at Zhu Changxun, and then looked at Zhu Youjian again.
"Your Majesty, the saints are the foundation of the country, we cannot shake them easily!"
It is true that he cultivated himself, did not attend court, and employed craftsmen, but who would say that he wanted to abolish Confucianism?
It turned out to be a rumor spread by someone!
but!
Zhu Youjian immediately knew why Zhu Changxun came. It was probably because those scholars came to complain.
I am afraid that their interests have been affected. All this is due to his recent indifference to Confucianism.
Fearing that his position in the court would be lost, he invited Zhu Changxun over.
This is actually a good idea, after all, Zhu Changxun himself is a scholar.
The two of them just stared at each other, no one spoke.
Zhu Youjian remembered that Zhu Changxun was his uncle, who was a very good man and treated him very well.
If he remembered correctly, Zhu Changxun should have sat on the throne, but for some reason, Zhu Changxun never sat on the throne.
Not to mention becoming the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
But even so, Zhu Changxun never thought of seizing the throne. Instead, he wanted to quietly serve as a vice prince and help the emperor.
Zhu Changxun originally wanted to tell him about Zhu Youjian, but he was stared at by him and was speechless, unable to utter a word.
Zhu Changxun glanced at Zhu Youjian, sighed, rubbed his temples, and wanted to find a seat to sit down. Since there were no seats available, he just picked one at random.
It’s a pity to think about it.
His brother Zhu Changluo had died, and his nephew Zhu Youxiao had also died. This Zhu Youjian did not look like a reliable person at all, which made Zhu Changxun speechless.
"The future of the Ming Dynasty rests on your shoulders. Do you know how heavy the burden is?" Zhu Changxun asked again.
This is his current situation.
Zhu Youjian had long anticipated Zhu Changxun's reaction.
Zhu Changxun is a complete glutton, and a complete glutton.
Seeing that the uncle sounded a little tired,
He brought the roasted meat to Zhu Changxun. "It tastes really good!"
Zhu Changxun's face darkened. He had just said something like that, and Zhu Youjian personally brought it to him. He really couldn't get angry, so he could only mutter, "Eat this?"
"How does this work?"
In front of him was a roasted lamb. As a member of the royal family, Zhu Changxun would never touch the burnt meat.
While Zhu Changxun was still hesitating, Zhu Youjian had already swallowed it in one gulp right in front of him.
She took a bite and her mouth was full of oil. Seeing the emperor move his chopsticks, she was intrigued by the aroma of the barbecue, so she slowly took a small piece. Although she didn't want to move, she didn't think much about it.
Sheyan swallowed it in one gulp and was immediately attracted by the fragrance.
He really couldn't stand such deliciousness.
But it didn't take long for Zhu Changxun to realize something was wrong.
"You're just bored! Did you hear what I said?"
Zhu Youjian touched the tip of his nose and personally handed a grilled skewer to the emperor: "Uncle, please feel free to use it! Let's eat first."
"No, no!" Zhu Changxun waved his hand. "Your Majesty, I came here to tell you that Confucius must not be abolished!"
Zhu Youjian nodded and said, "Uncle, when did I say I wanted to abolish the Confucian school? Who told you that?"
Zhu Changxun was slightly startled, and glanced around, Zhou Yanru, Qian Qianyi, the Imperial Hospital, and the Imperial College were all scanned by him one by one. Zhu Youjian followed his line of sight, and those people who were stared at by Zhu Youjian all lowered their heads subconsciously.
Obviously something is being concealed.
"Lord Zhou, when did I say I wanted to abolish the Confucian School?"
Zhu Youjian looked at this scene and spoke.
The skewers of meat in Zhou Yanru's hand instantly lost their fragrance, and he collapsed to the ground. "I didn't say that. That's not what I meant!"
Zhu Youjian's eyes fell on Qian Qianyi: "What did I say?"
Qian Qianyi nodded, then reacted and shook his head quickly: "The emperor didn't say anything!"
Zhu Youjian hesitated to speak, and Zhu Changxun said anxiously: "Could it be that the emperor's uncle has some misunderstanding?
Zhu Youjian smiled and said, "So, all this was an accident?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone nodded, even the ministers nodded repeatedly.
"It was all an accident!"
"It was all an accident!"
……
Although Zhu Youjian had a smile on his face, he was cursing in his heart.
Indeed, with any change, there will always be people who resist.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I was too relaxed about the reform. I just said a few words to the Confucianists, but they understood it as wanting to destroy Confucianism.
Now, he is using his own uncle to threaten him. How smart is that.
……
"However, Your Majesty, Confucianism is the foundation of the country. You can't always insult Confucianism, nor can you use some despicable and shameless means!"
Zhu Changxun added another sentence.
"Uncle, what do you think of the Ming Dynasty?"
"It's in danger, with powerful enemies surrounding us!"
"Can Confucianism save my country?"
"Where is the country?"
"Both Confucianism and technology are important. How can we develop without technology?" Zhu Youjian finally couldn't help it and had an argument with his uncle.
At this moment, Zhu Youjian's aura became even stronger.
Zhou Yanru fell to the ground and said, "Your Majesty, since ancient times, I have never heard of anyone who could rule the world by relying on his own talent."
Zhou Yanru's words were very decisive, and they won the approval of many ministers.
Zhu Youjian laughed and said, "So, you mean that His Majesty Tianqi is incapable of curing this country?"
With a loud roar, Zhou Yanru immediately shut his mouth.
"Me too!"
Zhu Changxun was about to say something when a scholar behind him spoke.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Guo Mingling standing there. This was really hard to believe.
When Zhu Changxun saw Guo Mingling coming, he was even more speechless.
They can be said to be old friends.
In fact, Guo Mingling wrote a letter to Zhu Changxun, informing him of the emperor's recent actions and saying that if the emperor continued to do so, the wisdom of Confucianism would be exhausted and the foundation of the country would be affected.
Zhu Changxun really took his words seriously.
It now appears that this was a misunderstanding.
But this is not the most crucial point. The most crucial point is that Guo Mingling still seems to be on Zhu Youjian's side.
Guo Mingling continued, "My fellow Confucian scholars and ministers, I have devoted my life to the study of Confucianism, and I regard Confucianism as my highest goal."
"I am ashamed to follow the sage of Confucianism. Confucius in ancient times said, "If the strings of a zither cannot be played, the best way is to open them up and make them bigger so that they can be played." If you can't govern a country, then change it, which is reasonable. So after the Han Dynasty won the world, it has been trying to govern it, but it has not been governed well until now. It is to change, not to change."
At this moment, Guo Mingling looked at the crowd and said: "To blindly follow Confucianism is actually like copying a cat and trying to find a sword on a boat."
Guo Mingling was indeed worthy of his reputation, and Zhu Youjian applauded and praised Guo Mingling.
He thought his master was a conservative person, but he didn't expect it to be another matter.
In fact, he also interpreted Confucianism in this way. Confucianism emphasizes involvement in the world and advocates promoting social development through social changes. Therefore, it advocates reform, while Confucianism believes that changes should not be too big. Confucius is a tradition of the Chinese people for decades, and naturally has its own way of survival. It cannot be treated in an extreme way.
At this point, the scholars looked around, and Zhou Yanru sighed:
"Not bad!"
……
Zhu Youjian was in a good mood today, so he asked Wang Chengen to set a table full of sumptuous food and wine for them, wanting to treat them well.
For a country that wants to change and transform the Ming Dynasty, the most important thing is the concept.
Since the idea of reform has taken root in the hearts of these great scholars, the next reform will not be difficult.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't encounter too much obstacles.
At this moment, Chen Fan was full of confidence in himself.
Zhu Changxun saw that this was just a misunderstanding and stopped talking. The most important thing is that this barbecue is really delicious, really delicious, and people can't stop eating it.
He glanced at the civil and military officials in the court, then looked away and started eating the barbecue.
Zhou Yanru and Qian Qianyi looked at each other, and each of those Confucianists had an impulsive look on his face.
Zhu Youjian sat aside, ignoring their intentions, and just held a skewer and clinked it with Zhu Changxun.
The real skewers are sprinkled with pepper the moment they come into contact with the meat.
From childhood to adulthood, Zhu Changxun was very good to him, and he also wanted to teach him both Zhu Youjian and Zhu Youxiao.
Although the process is somewhat complicated, he is still very confident that Zhu Youjian will accomplish his great task.
Zhu Youjian sat back down, his eyes fixed on his grill.
He had just counted them and there were ten of them, but this time, there were only seven left?
Could it be possible that my skewers could fly away by themselves?
How could such a strange thing happen in this world?
Chen Fan glanced around and found that Wang Chengen and others, as well as the ministers around them, did not seem to understand the situation.
However, Zhu Youjian already had his own ideas in his mind. Needless to say, who stole it was.
……
But Zhu Youjian didn't seem to care too much about his barbecue being taken away. It was just a small matter, not a big deal. The happiest moment in life should be Zhu Youjian's happiest moment.
While eating barbecue and discussing their own future with the great scholars, Zhu Youjian had a bright future for the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Youjian stepped forward and ordered, "Keep playing the piano, keep dancing, don't stop!"
Drinking makes you look dizzy,
In front of everyone, Zhu Youjian, who had just had a nap, appeared in his system.
Just as Zhu Youjian thought, everything around him became much clearer, as if he was in a three-dimensional multi-dimensional space.
What he saw was not total darkness, but an eerie darkness.
Space rift? Or "white hole"?
have no idea,
All of these are Zhu Youjian’s own ideas. Zhu Youjian believes that a new system will soon emerge, and in that new system, there will definitely be more new capabilities.
"Immortal system?"
Zhu Youjian shouted. Under normal circumstances, as soon as he entered the system, a very smart and considerate prompt would appear.
But this time, there was no movement.
I called out, but there was no response.
After a long while, his interface slowly lifted up, and it clearly read:
Please don't act rashly!
"Okay, but after you finish updating your game, don't forget to give me a reward! I always feel like something is going to happen, and I need to practice hard."
Zhu Youjian raised his hand and told the truth of the matter.
At this moment, Zhu Youjian suddenly noticed that the civil and military officials in the audience, especially his Guo Mingling, had actually started reciting poems.
Sometimes he smiled and said, "If it was before Emperor Xi, what would happen to what you and I said? Since the ancients are no longer here, they are left on the road. If a word cannot be fulfilled, ten thousand books are empty. I just want to drink, and I don't know anything else. You see the drunkards, but it was the time when the world was created."
This sentence was said so fluently that the Confucian scholars and officials around him were amazed.
"Wonderful, wonderful! Mr. Guo is truly a man of extraordinary talent."
A poem? Interesting!
Zhu Tan suddenly remembered that he used to be a poet and was also very passionate when he was young.
However, he is a modern man after all, and his research on modern poetry is much stronger than that on ancient poetry.
He stood on the stage and coughed lightly, attracting all the officials, and then continued to walk forward under everyone's gaze.
Is he going to take this opportunity to compose a poem? Seeing this, Zhou Yanru hurriedly exclaimed: "Your Majesty, are you in a good mood? Would you like to compose a poem?"
Zhu Youjian looked at Zhou Yanru, then at the civil and military officials in the court, and he felt an urge to write poetry. This emotion surged in his heart, but things had come to this point and he didn't know what to do.
He could recite all the poems and songs, but in a place like this, he was really of no use.
He had no choice but to say, "Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky?"
He couldn't say, "In one day, I can see the prosperity of Chang'an."
That’s poetry from the Tang and Song dynasties.
"One petal, two petals, three petals, four petals..."
This is too much! How can this be called poetry?
Thinking of this, Zhu Youjian thought of "new poetry", or "vernacular poetry".
For a moment, Zhu Youjian was a little undecided, really a little undecided.
……
(End of this chapter)
Zhu Youjian kept everyone here. They were all starving. After hearing the emperor's words, they knew that they could finally enjoy a rare royal meal.
The food in the palace must be made of precious ingredients, and these people are here for free, so naturally they have to enjoy it.
But what happened next stunned everyone, because Zhu Youjian did not prepare seats for them, but asked them to sit in an empty place.
Not only them, but even Zhu Youjian sat down on a raised step.
"Your Majesty, there is not even a table or chair here. How can we eat?"
One person said, and the others echoed!
Yes, yes, everywhere.
"Why not? Everyone in this world is just like you. As long as there's a seat, they can eat."
With just one sentence, everyone fell silent.
"Let's have a barbecue!" Zhu Youjian slapped himself on the leg and said to Wang Chengen.
After saying that, Wang Chengen called a team of guards and brought the barbecue rack over.
This grill may look a bit odd, but it is actually a stove from the Ming Dynasty with a wooden frame made of steel wire.
The fact that everyone present recognized what it was meant little.
"Your Highness, these are all Western barbarian things, they are not presentable at all!"
This was Zhou Yanru's voice, but his voice was drowned out by the noise. Zhu Youjian was still doing his work, as if he hadn't heard Zhou Yanru's words at all.
Zhou Yanru had no choice but to give up!
Zhu Youjian certainly heard it, but he didn't say anything.
Some of them have spent their entire lives reading books and have never seen the world or had any personal experience, so naturally they don't know how to barbecue.
But for people like Song Yingxing who are always on the go, people like Chen Zhibao know that this is a special cooking method, which is barbecue.
Only a few people knew and would do so. Most of the ministers were at a loss and didn't know what they should do.
Rows of officers stood there in neat rows, densely packed. Looking down, most of the brothers and sisters were sitting there with bewildered looks on their faces.
Zhu Youjian said: "I will distribute the skewers right now, everyone can grill and eat them by themselves! This is your own power! Then I won't let anyone serve me anymore!"
The ministers were puzzled. After a while, Zhu Youjian came over with large plates of raw beef. At first, everyone was still surprised.
Some people who have never eaten barbecue are confused. Zhou Yanru is the best example. He lived in Jiangnan since he was a child, read a lot of books, and never left the capital for more than ten years.
He knows nothing about barbecue.
Qian Qianyi: "This... can I drink this? Could it be that you haven't finished eating yet?"
As Qian Qianyi was talking, he looked up from time to time and saw that there were indeed people eating in big mouthfuls.
Qian Qianyi was shocked. It was raw!
Zhou Yanru was a smart man. He put one hand on Qian Qianyi's shoulder and the other on Zhu Youjian's arm. He slowly picked up a skewer of meat, lit the charcoal, and then put it on top.
"I see!"
So does everyone else.
This was what Zhu Youjian specifically asked Wang Chengen to make yesterday. Due to the shortage of meat, Zhu Youjian also ordered people to make more green vegetables such as cabbage and potatoes.
Zhu Tan had a deep memory of this dish because he had seen it in junior high school. Potatoes were only introduced to China in the 16th century, but under the advice of Zhu Youjian and Wang Chengen, Wang Chengen was a little skeptical about why the imperial chef had to cut the potatoes into thin slices.
Although potatoes were introduced to China at this time, most people in the Ming Dynasty had never heard of them, or most people did not know what potatoes were used for.
Seeing that everyone was busy, Zhu Youjian stood up and held the potato in his hand and asked, "Do you know what this is?"
The officer took a look at the food on the plate and saw some people he recognized, some he knew, and some he didn't.
Zhou Yanru understood, stood up, bowed and said: "I understand, this is something from the West! This is a tribute from the royal family!"
Zhou Yanru was right. Potatoes were introduced during the Ming Dynasty. However, only people in the imperial palace could grow potatoes.
"That's right! Mr. Zhou is indeed knowledgeable and talented!" Zhu Youjian praised Zhou Yanru highly, then turned to Song Yingxing and Chen Zhibao and said:
"Sir Song, this thing can solve the famine in the Ming Dynasty. After this meal, let's promote the potato cultivation method to the people!"
Song Yingxing nodded, but Chen Zhibao asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty, can this medicine really solve the famine in the Ming Dynasty?"
Zhu Youjian patted Chen Zhibao's shoulder vigorously, "Of course, especially if you join forces with Lord Song Yingxing, you will definitely be able to do it!"
Even Chen Zhibao looked puzzled, as did the other officials. Zhou Yanru looked bewildered.
"Your Majesty, these are just imported goods. How can they solve the famine of the Ming people?"
Zhou Yanru asked him a question, but Zhu Youjian did not answer.
Let them guess.
Zhu Changxun suddenly appeared in the imperial palace - to be exact, at an outdoor barbecue banquet in Daming.
Zhu Changxun is Zhu Youjian's uncle, and the emperor's uncle.
Zhu Changxun walked forward with an imposing manner and a stern expression, followed by a large group of people.
Zhu Changxun did not salute either, but only said, "Your Majesty!" He watched this scene with his heart filled with resentment.
Zhu Changxun, I almost forgot that there was such a person in the history of the Ming Dynasty.
The system quickly introduced this person's background to Zhu Youjian:
"Zhu Changxun, Han nationality, Ming Dynasty royal family, prince, February 1586, 1641 - March 1601, 1614. Zhu Changxun was favored by his father, Emperor Shenzong of the Ming Dynasty, who wanted to make him the crown prince, but was blocked by the civil and military officials of the court and failed to achieve his wish. In , he was posthumously awarded the title of Prince of Fu and entered Luoyang, Henan in ."
"Uncle! What are you doing here?" Zhu Youjian was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses. It was really rare for Zhu Changxun to come here.
Although Zhu Changxun had no expression on his face, his every move revealed a royal demeanor: "Your Majesty, I am only here to see you. Your Majesty, how can you behave like this?"
Zhu Changxun pointed at the area filled with thick smoke. Soon, Zhu Changxun was choked by the smoke and started coughing violently. He only stopped coughing when he came out of the smoke.
Zhu Youjian responded: "So what?"
What's wrong? Zhu Changxun really didn't know how to answer.
"This, this is not possible, Your Majesty, please do not blame the Emperor's uncle!"
Zhu Changxun sighed. He understood that under such circumstances, the emperor's face must be saved, but thinking about the survival of the Ming Dynasty, he still had to do his best to dissuade him.
"Your Majesty, you are the ruler of a country. You are looking for alchemists everywhere to seek the way to become a god. It's fine for me, but what are you doing? You don't even care about the government affairs, and you are so arrogant. You don't act like an emperor at all!"
"Emperor, how can you allow such a person to work? And how can you expel the Confucian school?"
Zhu Changxun on the side spoke up. He was a little fat and soon found himself short of breath.
In Luoyang, he heard people say that Zhu Youjian was obsessed with spiritual practice, but he ignored it. Later, he heard that Zhu Youjian did not attend court, so he no longer paid attention to it.
But now, he was told that Zhu Youjian wanted to abolish Confucianism and develop science and technology. This was impossible, because Confucianism was the foundation of a dynasty. Once Confucianism was destroyed, it would affect the foundation of a country.
If he met Zhu Youjian in the capital, he would definitely scold him every day, after all, he was still in Luoyang.
When Zhu Youjian saw Zhu Changxun's angry face, he looked at Zhu Changxun, and then looked at Zhu Youjian again.
"Your Majesty, the saints are the foundation of the country, we cannot shake them easily!"
It is true that he cultivated himself, did not attend court, and employed craftsmen, but who would say that he wanted to abolish Confucianism?
It turned out to be a rumor spread by someone!
but!
Zhu Youjian immediately knew why Zhu Changxun came. It was probably because those scholars came to complain.
I am afraid that their interests have been affected. All this is due to his recent indifference to Confucianism.
Fearing that his position in the court would be lost, he invited Zhu Changxun over.
This is actually a good idea, after all, Zhu Changxun himself is a scholar.
The two of them just stared at each other, no one spoke.
Zhu Youjian remembered that Zhu Changxun was his uncle, who was a very good man and treated him very well.
If he remembered correctly, Zhu Changxun should have sat on the throne, but for some reason, Zhu Changxun never sat on the throne.
Not to mention becoming the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
But even so, Zhu Changxun never thought of seizing the throne. Instead, he wanted to quietly serve as a vice prince and help the emperor.
Zhu Changxun originally wanted to tell him about Zhu Youjian, but he was stared at by him and was speechless, unable to utter a word.
Zhu Changxun glanced at Zhu Youjian, sighed, rubbed his temples, and wanted to find a seat to sit down. Since there were no seats available, he just picked one at random.
It’s a pity to think about it.
His brother Zhu Changluo had died, and his nephew Zhu Youxiao had also died. This Zhu Youjian did not look like a reliable person at all, which made Zhu Changxun speechless.
"The future of the Ming Dynasty rests on your shoulders. Do you know how heavy the burden is?" Zhu Changxun asked again.
This is his current situation.
Zhu Youjian had long anticipated Zhu Changxun's reaction.
Zhu Changxun is a complete glutton, and a complete glutton.
Seeing that the uncle sounded a little tired,
He brought the roasted meat to Zhu Changxun. "It tastes really good!"
Zhu Changxun's face darkened. He had just said something like that, and Zhu Youjian personally brought it to him. He really couldn't get angry, so he could only mutter, "Eat this?"
"How does this work?"
In front of him was a roasted lamb. As a member of the royal family, Zhu Changxun would never touch the burnt meat.
While Zhu Changxun was still hesitating, Zhu Youjian had already swallowed it in one gulp right in front of him.
She took a bite and her mouth was full of oil. Seeing the emperor move his chopsticks, she was intrigued by the aroma of the barbecue, so she slowly took a small piece. Although she didn't want to move, she didn't think much about it.
Sheyan swallowed it in one gulp and was immediately attracted by the fragrance.
He really couldn't stand such deliciousness.
But it didn't take long for Zhu Changxun to realize something was wrong.
"You're just bored! Did you hear what I said?"
Zhu Youjian touched the tip of his nose and personally handed a grilled skewer to the emperor: "Uncle, please feel free to use it! Let's eat first."
"No, no!" Zhu Changxun waved his hand. "Your Majesty, I came here to tell you that Confucius must not be abolished!"
Zhu Youjian nodded and said, "Uncle, when did I say I wanted to abolish the Confucian school? Who told you that?"
Zhu Changxun was slightly startled, and glanced around, Zhou Yanru, Qian Qianyi, the Imperial Hospital, and the Imperial College were all scanned by him one by one. Zhu Youjian followed his line of sight, and those people who were stared at by Zhu Youjian all lowered their heads subconsciously.
Obviously something is being concealed.
"Lord Zhou, when did I say I wanted to abolish the Confucian School?"
Zhu Youjian looked at this scene and spoke.
The skewers of meat in Zhou Yanru's hand instantly lost their fragrance, and he collapsed to the ground. "I didn't say that. That's not what I meant!"
Zhu Youjian's eyes fell on Qian Qianyi: "What did I say?"
Qian Qianyi nodded, then reacted and shook his head quickly: "The emperor didn't say anything!"
Zhu Youjian hesitated to speak, and Zhu Changxun said anxiously: "Could it be that the emperor's uncle has some misunderstanding?
Zhu Youjian smiled and said, "So, all this was an accident?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone nodded, even the ministers nodded repeatedly.
"It was all an accident!"
"It was all an accident!"
……
Although Zhu Youjian had a smile on his face, he was cursing in his heart.
Indeed, with any change, there will always be people who resist.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I was too relaxed about the reform. I just said a few words to the Confucianists, but they understood it as wanting to destroy Confucianism.
Now, he is using his own uncle to threaten him. How smart is that.
……
"However, Your Majesty, Confucianism is the foundation of the country. You can't always insult Confucianism, nor can you use some despicable and shameless means!"
Zhu Changxun added another sentence.
"Uncle, what do you think of the Ming Dynasty?"
"It's in danger, with powerful enemies surrounding us!"
"Can Confucianism save my country?"
"Where is the country?"
"Both Confucianism and technology are important. How can we develop without technology?" Zhu Youjian finally couldn't help it and had an argument with his uncle.
At this moment, Zhu Youjian's aura became even stronger.
Zhou Yanru fell to the ground and said, "Your Majesty, since ancient times, I have never heard of anyone who could rule the world by relying on his own talent."
Zhou Yanru's words were very decisive, and they won the approval of many ministers.
Zhu Youjian laughed and said, "So, you mean that His Majesty Tianqi is incapable of curing this country?"
With a loud roar, Zhou Yanru immediately shut his mouth.
"Me too!"
Zhu Changxun was about to say something when a scholar behind him spoke.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Guo Mingling standing there. This was really hard to believe.
When Zhu Changxun saw Guo Mingling coming, he was even more speechless.
They can be said to be old friends.
In fact, Guo Mingling wrote a letter to Zhu Changxun, informing him of the emperor's recent actions and saying that if the emperor continued to do so, the wisdom of Confucianism would be exhausted and the foundation of the country would be affected.
Zhu Changxun really took his words seriously.
It now appears that this was a misunderstanding.
But this is not the most crucial point. The most crucial point is that Guo Mingling still seems to be on Zhu Youjian's side.
Guo Mingling continued, "My fellow Confucian scholars and ministers, I have devoted my life to the study of Confucianism, and I regard Confucianism as my highest goal."
"I am ashamed to follow the sage of Confucianism. Confucius in ancient times said, "If the strings of a zither cannot be played, the best way is to open them up and make them bigger so that they can be played." If you can't govern a country, then change it, which is reasonable. So after the Han Dynasty won the world, it has been trying to govern it, but it has not been governed well until now. It is to change, not to change."
At this moment, Guo Mingling looked at the crowd and said: "To blindly follow Confucianism is actually like copying a cat and trying to find a sword on a boat."
Guo Mingling was indeed worthy of his reputation, and Zhu Youjian applauded and praised Guo Mingling.
He thought his master was a conservative person, but he didn't expect it to be another matter.
In fact, he also interpreted Confucianism in this way. Confucianism emphasizes involvement in the world and advocates promoting social development through social changes. Therefore, it advocates reform, while Confucianism believes that changes should not be too big. Confucius is a tradition of the Chinese people for decades, and naturally has its own way of survival. It cannot be treated in an extreme way.
At this point, the scholars looked around, and Zhou Yanru sighed:
"Not bad!"
……
Zhu Youjian was in a good mood today, so he asked Wang Chengen to set a table full of sumptuous food and wine for them, wanting to treat them well.
For a country that wants to change and transform the Ming Dynasty, the most important thing is the concept.
Since the idea of reform has taken root in the hearts of these great scholars, the next reform will not be difficult.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't encounter too much obstacles.
At this moment, Chen Fan was full of confidence in himself.
Zhu Changxun saw that this was just a misunderstanding and stopped talking. The most important thing is that this barbecue is really delicious, really delicious, and people can't stop eating it.
He glanced at the civil and military officials in the court, then looked away and started eating the barbecue.
Zhou Yanru and Qian Qianyi looked at each other, and each of those Confucianists had an impulsive look on his face.
Zhu Youjian sat aside, ignoring their intentions, and just held a skewer and clinked it with Zhu Changxun.
The real skewers are sprinkled with pepper the moment they come into contact with the meat.
From childhood to adulthood, Zhu Changxun was very good to him, and he also wanted to teach him both Zhu Youjian and Zhu Youxiao.
Although the process is somewhat complicated, he is still very confident that Zhu Youjian will accomplish his great task.
Zhu Youjian sat back down, his eyes fixed on his grill.
He had just counted them and there were ten of them, but this time, there were only seven left?
Could it be possible that my skewers could fly away by themselves?
How could such a strange thing happen in this world?
Chen Fan glanced around and found that Wang Chengen and others, as well as the ministers around them, did not seem to understand the situation.
However, Zhu Youjian already had his own ideas in his mind. Needless to say, who stole it was.
……
But Zhu Youjian didn't seem to care too much about his barbecue being taken away. It was just a small matter, not a big deal. The happiest moment in life should be Zhu Youjian's happiest moment.
While eating barbecue and discussing their own future with the great scholars, Zhu Youjian had a bright future for the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Youjian stepped forward and ordered, "Keep playing the piano, keep dancing, don't stop!"
Drinking makes you look dizzy,
In front of everyone, Zhu Youjian, who had just had a nap, appeared in his system.
Just as Zhu Youjian thought, everything around him became much clearer, as if he was in a three-dimensional multi-dimensional space.
What he saw was not total darkness, but an eerie darkness.
Space rift? Or "white hole"?
have no idea,
All of these are Zhu Youjian’s own ideas. Zhu Youjian believes that a new system will soon emerge, and in that new system, there will definitely be more new capabilities.
"Immortal system?"
Zhu Youjian shouted. Under normal circumstances, as soon as he entered the system, a very smart and considerate prompt would appear.
But this time, there was no movement.
I called out, but there was no response.
After a long while, his interface slowly lifted up, and it clearly read:
Please don't act rashly!
"Okay, but after you finish updating your game, don't forget to give me a reward! I always feel like something is going to happen, and I need to practice hard."
Zhu Youjian raised his hand and told the truth of the matter.
At this moment, Zhu Youjian suddenly noticed that the civil and military officials in the audience, especially his Guo Mingling, had actually started reciting poems.
Sometimes he smiled and said, "If it was before Emperor Xi, what would happen to what you and I said? Since the ancients are no longer here, they are left on the road. If a word cannot be fulfilled, ten thousand books are empty. I just want to drink, and I don't know anything else. You see the drunkards, but it was the time when the world was created."
This sentence was said so fluently that the Confucian scholars and officials around him were amazed.
"Wonderful, wonderful! Mr. Guo is truly a man of extraordinary talent."
A poem? Interesting!
Zhu Tan suddenly remembered that he used to be a poet and was also very passionate when he was young.
However, he is a modern man after all, and his research on modern poetry is much stronger than that on ancient poetry.
He stood on the stage and coughed lightly, attracting all the officials, and then continued to walk forward under everyone's gaze.
Is he going to take this opportunity to compose a poem? Seeing this, Zhou Yanru hurriedly exclaimed: "Your Majesty, are you in a good mood? Would you like to compose a poem?"
Zhu Youjian looked at Zhou Yanru, then at the civil and military officials in the court, and he felt an urge to write poetry. This emotion surged in his heart, but things had come to this point and he didn't know what to do.
He could recite all the poems and songs, but in a place like this, he was really of no use.
He had no choice but to say, "Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky?"
He couldn't say, "In one day, I can see the prosperity of Chang'an."
That’s poetry from the Tang and Song dynasties.
"One petal, two petals, three petals, four petals..."
This is too much! How can this be called poetry?
Thinking of this, Zhu Youjian thought of "new poetry", or "vernacular poetry".
For a moment, Zhu Youjian was a little undecided, really a little undecided.
……
(End of this chapter)
