Chapter 127 Prince Hongyi

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date="2020-11-30"

title="Chapter 127 Prince Hongyi"

weight="107009"

series = ["I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man"]

mode = "manual"

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In the Beginning-of-Creation Palace, Qin Nuo frowned as he looked at the report presented by the Qianlin Division.

Dongbo was serving beside him, whispering: "This kind of thing is inevitable, people are always moved by the wind."

Qin Nuo sighed. Yesterday, when he was free, he went to Yushuge for a class. When chatting, Huo Chengguang mentioned something unintentionally.

It's the people in the capital who married the Nanchen woman, and most of them abandoned or expelled them. This led to many tragedies. Not only was the separation of flesh and blood, but also the Nanchen woman because her mother's family was not in the capital, or was not accepted by her mother's family.

Qin Nuo was touched, and ordered Qianlinsi to investigate. This kind of family tradition does not involve the national economy and people's livelihood, so Qianlinsi usually does not report it.

The emperor took it seriously, and then hurriedly investigated and sent the information to the palace.

It didn't take long for Qin Nuo to sigh.

After a moment of contemplation, he looked up and asked: "What do you think of this matter?"

Dongbo was embarrassed: "This... it is difficult for an upright official to cut off housework..." Even though the emperor is the emperor of the ninety-five years, it is not easy to intervene in other people's household affairs.

"Even if it is the housekeeping affairs, it is also an attitude. First, Nanchen's scholars fled in fear, and then Nanchen's woman was persecuted. Then, should it be the turn of the Nanchen-born officials who served in the DPRK?"

Qin Nuo said coldly, "Since Nanchen's territory has belonged to the Great Zhou for a long time, the people on it are the people of the Great Zhou. Where are the Nanchen women from, and who are not our people? Which one is not ours? under?"

"In the short term, it's just a disturbance in the house, but for a long time to sit idly by will only make people more discriminatory."

Huo Youjuan next to him thought a little, and put forward: "People who married the city of the capital and the Chen girl think that their wives and concubines are not very meticulous, but they are more afraid of gossip or fear of the current atmosphere of capital hating Nanchen. If the emperor is the emperor. If you can set an example and change your attitude, then the folk customs will naturally gradually correct."

Qin Nuo nodded and accepted this suggestion.

On the second day, the palace made a decree to give Uncle An Ping, who was living in seclusion, food and clothing.

After the death of Nanchen, although the prince was martyred, the last emperor died of illness while being released from custody. Several princes, as well as a large group of clans and nobles were sent to the capital.

At that time, Emperor Jingyao was still worried about the hatred of his brother-in-law being killed. In addition, Nanchen's battlefield was fierce, and the Great Zhou had consumed a lot of soldiers and horses. Therefore, Emperor Jingyao didn't have a good face for the prisoners who were dedicated to the capital.

Among the princes, only the third-class Earl of Uncle An Ping, who was the longest, was granted, and they were allowed to live in a house. The rest of the imperial concubines and family members, as trophies, were distributed to courtiers and generals who made meritorious service.

There were also a few clan girls left in the palace, but they were all spoiled and low-ranked, but fortunately, they left them behind for a few nights.

Affected by the emperor's attitude, the nobles in the capital did not value these captured Nanchen clan nobles, and most of them arbitrarily oppressed. Uncle An Ping himself took the whole family, and spent more than ten years staying at home and living his life cautiously.

Qin Nuo not only rewarded Uncle An Ping, but also sealed the two daughters of the Nanchen clan left in the Imperial Jingyao harem in the North Palace, so that they could live in peace.

This undoubtedly released an attitude.

The palace did not anger Nanchen's old man for this.

The deportation of the Nanchen woman in the capital was immediately reduced. Qin Nuo finally breathed a sigh of relief as he listened to the report sent by Qianlinsi.

Three days later, the preparation of the Shence Camp and the eastern camp was completed, and they drove from the station to the Nanchen battlefield.

Before departure, the leaders of the two armies entered the palace to meet. Qin Nuo encouraged them as usual and told them to retreat.

However, when the eastern camp Zhan Ziping met him, the resolute middle-aged man did not immediately retreat.

He was still kneeling in the temple, with a rare hesitation in his expression.

Qin Nuo was surprised and asked, "Does Zhan Qing have anything else to say?"

"The emperor," Zhan Ziping didn't seem to know how to express it. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "The ministers know that the emperor is kind and wants to treat the people and clan of Nanchen well. However, this time I am going south, I'm afraid I'm going to betray the emperor's trust."

Qin Nuo was taken aback.

Kneeling beside him was Luo Xin who had just been promoted to deputy commander, speaking more bluntly.

"The emperor, Nanchen is in a deteriorating situation. Non-killing is not enough to subdue the heart of resistance. This time, the eastern camp will make the emperor dislike it. But unless this is done, it is really difficult to convince everyone.

Qin Nuo's heart sank, he understood what the two people meant.

Nanchen has lost the hearts of the people because of the previous actions of the Southern Army. Under this circumstance, it is impossible for a few good governance to do so in a short time, and it is too late now.

There is only one trick to subdue this one after another resistance.

kill!

Brutal and bloody killings, as well as high-pressure and harsh rule, can also subdue resistance, and they are the most efficient and straightforward of all methods.

The Nanchen battlefield was losing ground every day, and if you want to restore the situation, you can only use this trick.

Qin Nuo's face sank. How many people must be killed in order to subdue these resistances, and kill them so much that they can get Jingping from the south?

He did not speak. Zhan Ziping has already understood what he meant.

"The ministers who received the emperor's kindness are willing to be the sword in the hands of the emperor, and only hope that the emperor will hear about the atrocities of the massacre and genocide, and don't criticize it for a while." Zhan Ziping said calmly.

He was calm, and there was a meaning hidden in his words.

This move can also quickly win people's hearts! In the future, the emperor will punish Nanchen. As long as the executioners of these bloody slaughters are given canonical punishment and heavy responsibility, the people of Nanchen will be grateful for the rest of their lives. feel that although the generals are brutal, the emperor is still Mingjun, who can help them.

This can take effect much faster than those tricky policies.

Qin Nuo quickly realized what he didn't say.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, "I want to use this cunning method to squeeze the will of the people, why is it hypocritical? What's more, the loyalty of Qing and others, I regard it as a treasure, how can I use it like this?"

Zhan Ziping was startled, and he was immediately moved and ashamed and said: "It is the official who overstepped. The emperor forgive me."

Luo Xin was quite plain. He had more contact with Qin Nuo, and he understood the integrity of the young emperor in front of him, and it was impossible for him to cross the river and demolish the bridge. The emperor said seriously: "The emperor is a benevolent emperor, but the ministers are military commanders. Sometimes the thunderbolt is used to kill the heart of resistance, but the war can be ended as soon as possible. This is the real kindness. The so-called use of thunderbolt means to do the Bodhisattva, please the emperor Think twice."

Qin Nuo frowned, Nanchen's battle situation, want to change this situation of oppression by killing, unless you can quickly win...

As long as you quickly break Jianye and capture the pseudo-emperor, the so-called resistance forces will naturally disappear.

Even as long as Chen Xuan died or was captured, the entire resistance force could be completely dismantled.

After all, Chen Xuan has no children yet. In his early years, apart from the White Queen, he did not purchase a harem concubine. The White Queen gave birth to a son, but unfortunately he died a few years ago.

Qin Nuo's face was thoughtful.

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After another three days, the spring of the capital began. This year's spring attracted almost all the attention from the court to the people because of the war, which was far more low-key and flat than in previous years. It started almost silently, and then ended silently.

In this silence, Qin Nuo attached great importance to this year's imperial examinations, hoping to select a few useful talents. Even the topics of the imperial examinations were specifically selected for the main points related to the people's livelihood and economy.

Reading a piece of policy theory, most of them are stale opinions, but there are also a few available, which Qin Nuo carefully marked.

Among them, his cousin Chen Pin's performance surprised him and he passed the exam.

Qin Nuo took out his test papers to check it out, and the discussion was neat and concise, which is indeed rare for scholars of this age. Thinking back to the previous meeting, I made the suggestion of appointing an official to Enyin, no wonder he politely declined. It must be self-reliant. It is best for young people to be aggressive.

The examiner of the official department listed him on the third place Tanhua Lang, which is a more conspicuous position. don't know whether he has taken into account his origin. In this era, the imperial examination was not as strict and meticulous as the later Ming and Qing Dynasties, and most of the selected were children of aristocratic families. There are many places that can be operated.

Qin Nuo thought for a while, and moved Chen Pin's ranking back by two, only to put it in the upper ranks of the top two. In addition, he re-arranged a few fancy talents according to his wishes.

After the exam, it was released soon.

After Chunwei, it is reasonable to say that it should be a draft, but Qin Nuo finally blocked this year's draft in the name of the beginning of the war.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs complained very much, but generally no one disobeyed the emperor's decision. After all, Queen Mother Huo had already gone to the Summer Palace, and the war was tense.

The draft is costly. The Ministry of Households has already had a headache because of the high military expenditures. However, the emperor has reduced taxes this year in the beginning of spring, but he is happy to see this result.

Several courtiers also proposed a compromise for the small election. There is no need to open the draft. It only costs a few talented, virtuous and virtuous ladies from the elite to serve in the palace.

Regarding this argument, Qin Nuo stayed in the middle of nowhere and resorted to a procrastination tactic, and the courtiers were helpless. After all, the government and the opposition are now focused on the war.

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Every year after the imperial examination, a bookstore will edit the selected articles of the year into a collection and publish it, named "Hanhua Ji", for the scholars of the world to learn from. By this time, it was a small peak in bookstore sales.

Zhubilou is the largest bookstore in the east of the city. It has the most complete collection of various books and a good location. The bookstore not only provides various books, but also has an attached teahouse for readers to exchange and enjoy tea. There are often poems written by Beijing literati. Will be held here.

Today is the day when "Hairan Flower Collection" is on sale this year, and many scholars came to buy it early in the morning.

The shop was crowded with people coming and going, and the tea house next to it was also very lively.

Familiar scholars greeted each other, sat in groups in small groups to enjoy tea, and talked about hot topics and current events this year.

"The envoy Nanchen went to Beijing, did you ask for peace?"

"How could you agree to them? If you want to make peace, you should first exit Jianye City and talk about it!"

With the fall of Jianye City, Dazhou soldiers and horses retreated to the Mi State line of defense, Nanchen's battle was stuck in a stalemate, and it seemed impossible for a short time to change.

An unexpected news broke the silence. Nanchen sent an envoy to the capital to start negotiations.

"Yes. If Wuli Kingdom retreats to the southern barbarian zone and wants to make peace, you can still think about it. But how can it be easy to occupy my land and kill my people?"

"You can't say that. Thirteen years ago, Yecheng was still named Chen."

"If you want to use this theory, Jianye was still surnamed Song three hundred years ago, and I haven't seen the surname Chen returned to others."

"The competition for the world, of course, is for the virtuous."

"Shence Camp joins forces with the Shenbing Camp, plus the eastern camp, so why not fear these southern barbarian monsters."

A voice interjected coolly: "Don't forget, we still have 30,000 soldiers in their hands."

A group of scholars were in the teahouse, discussing the world's major events. After the imperial examination, most of the people who had lost their name in Sunshan had already set off for their hometown. At this time, most of the people in the capital had passed the examination or were planning to stay and study in the academy in the capital. Also pay special attention to the affairs of Beijing.

Compared with the discussions in the teahouse on the left, the bookshelves on the right are much quieter, and they are all scholars who are picking books.

A young scholar in a silver-gray gown was digging in front of the bookshelf.

Some familiar young people met and greeted them: "Brother Kang, why are you here too? But are you here to buy "Hanhua Lu"?

The young man in the silver-gray gown raised his head, his delicate face was slightly shy, and he smiled: "It turned out to be Brother Wang. I came to find Nanchen's classics. I didn't expect to meet you here."

The two are students in the same college and are very familiar.

The scholar surnamed Wang laughed, "That said, Brother Kang is one of the top high schools this year, why come here to buy something "Hairpin Flower Record"."

All the scholars who heard about him looked at him. The young man in front of him turned out to be the Tanhua Lang Kang Yin?

When Kang Yin saw that he was attracting everyone's attention, his cheeks suddenly became flushed, and he smiled: "Han Hua Lu also bought a copy. After all, it was the first time I saw his own article published."

He was so honest that Wang Denuo could not continue to tease, and instead smiled: "Brother Kang is looking for Nanchen's information, but it is because of the recent war."

Kang Yin nodded: "I want to write a copy of Ping Chen Ce, and submit it for preview." After finishing speaking, he was a little embarrassed. "Now I don't know which office will be assigned, just in case of luck."

Wang Denuo's gaze fell on his hand, "Shenlong Chronicles, you even read such an ancient book, you really want to write a masterpiece."

Kang Yin laughed: "I'm only interested in Nanchen's history."

As long as they spoke, the two had already selected the books, paid the bill, and headed for the teahouse in Dongtou. It is rare to meet old classmates, find a seat and start talking.

Without saying a few words, heard a few people on the table next to him talking enthusiastically.

"I see several articles in the top two, but they are more solid than the previous ones. Among them, the fifth-ranked article is more refined than the top three. It's the top three in this subject, the champion. The second-placed good life is flat and there are no bright spots, and the third-placed is more than literary but not determined..."

Several people commented on the article for a while, and most people praised the fifth-place article for better writing.

On the table next to him, Wang Denuo saw Kang Yin's expression a little bleak, and said in a low voice, "Wen Wu is the first, what are you doing?"

Kang Yin shook his head, "I've read "Hanhua Lu" before, and I think this Young Master Chen Pin's article is two points better than me."

Wang Denuo smiled and said: "You are modest, but it's a pity that the article is good or bad, not our judgment, but the examiner's opinion."

There are many people who hold this view. A short scholar on the opposite table laughed: "It's not solid, it's not that we have the final say, it still depends on whether the chief examiner agrees."

"Yes, those who can enter this ranking, the articles are not solid, and when they are read, they are all words and jade in the throat. Only whether the argument fits the topic is the key."

"That's not necessarily. I heard that the exam paper for this subject was submitted to the imperial prefecture, and I personally ordered the ranking today." The imperial examination of this era does not have the hall test.

"What? Really?" Everyone was shocked. "So, the top few in Jinke are all satisfactory."

"So you have to figure out the top articles in this section," the well-informed scholar laughed.

Everyone discussed eagerly, and one person suddenly said, "Oh, even if you rank high, your career may not be smooth in the future. If you come from a high school, you will naturally go all the way up. If I wait for a small family, I can only be in the local High qualifications."

A word caused the silence of the table. Now the scholars in the teahouse, including Kang Yin and Wang Denuo who passed the exam, are all ordinary students.

A blue-clothed scholar sighed, "That's what I said, you just held up for the fifth place. People's future is probably the best in this year."

The scholar who spoke at the beginning was puzzled and opened the name list, and the two words Chen Pin came into his eyes.

"Which family is it from? We don't have a superior family name in Dazhou, but Nanchen does." After speaking, he teased.

Everyone on the table burst into laughter. The scholar in blue shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't talk nonsense here. You don't even know this. This Chen Pin, but a well-known talent in Chengzhou in the south, is born even more extraordinary, but nowadays Duke Cheng En Brother."

Mr. Cheng En, the few present here thought for a while, and immediately came to their senses, "It turns out to be the mother of Princess Chen Gui, the birth mother of this day. Isn't this Chen Pin's cousin today?"

"That's it, I heard that Chen Pin had already entered the palace before."

"For such a person, why bother to enter the examination room and go directly to Grace, and have to squeeze a small number of places." A scholar complained.

"You don't know, this Chen Pin has been a well-known talent in Chengzhou since he was a child. He is arrogant and disdain to take shortcuts. When he was a boy, he compiled and published a collection of essays left behind for his grandfather. Filial."

"Is the grandfather's last chapter the biological father of the noble concubine?" a scholar asked.

"I heard that he was born as an ordinary man and lived in seclusion in the countryside all his life, and did not have an official career. What good articles can I have."

Seeing that everyone in the audience disapproved, the scholar from Chengzhou shook his head and said: "I originally thought that this collection of Old Mrs. Chen's essays is not well-known, it must be nothing. But I occasionally got a volume a few days ago. Very insightful, extraordinary literary talent, refreshing, and no less than today’s academics. It can be seen that what is said in the script is sometimes correct. Sometimes Daxian really lives in seclusion."

This compliment is grand, and some people who are not familiar with this scholar laughed, thinking that this person must be praised so much because Mr. Chen is today's grandfather.

But the few friends present here know that their companions are sincere and will never flatter the powerful, so they can't help but become curious, "Is there a view?"

"I remember it was called "Cao Zhai Ming Lu", I don't know if it is in this bookstore." The scholar strongly recommended, "You can see at a glance, I am not exaggerating the slightest."

Everyone's curiosity was mobilized, and some scholars asked the bookstore owner.

This Zhubilou is worthy of being one of the top stores in Beijing. It was actually found out, and there is still a lot of inventory.

Anyway, the price was cheap, and curious scholars bought them one after another. Even Wang Denuo followed in on the fun, took two copies, and brought them back to read with Kang Yin.

"Good article!" Not long after reading it, Wang Denuo couldn't help but screamed at the case. No wonder the scholar just praised him so much, and he didn't expect this old man Chen to be so talented.

"So talented, why didn't you have an official career?" A scholar couldn't help but regret.

"Maybe it's indifferent temperament, not good for fame and fortune, such a wise man is a real celebrity who is proud of himself.

"Unfortunately, if it weren't for becoming a relative's home, this essay would be buried in the dust."

Everyone was talking and admiring. Wang Denuo turned his head and wanted to discuss a few words with his companions, but he saw that Kang Yin was hurriedly flipping through the "Cao Zhai Ming Lu" next to him. His expression was solemn and his face changed drastically.

"What's wrong?" Wang Denuo asked.

Kang Yin couldn't help but said: "There are several articles in it, I seem to have seen it before..."

"Where did you see it?" Wang Denuo was curious.

Kang Yin suddenly woke up, paused, and lowered his head: "I don't remember, I just saw it vaguely. Maybe it was the bookstore that I had read the "Cao Zhai Ming Lu" before."

Wang Denuo didn't feel suspicious. He was about to speak when suddenly a scholar yelled at the table next to him, "Something's wrong, there are so many articles in it, how do I remember seeing it in other books?"

The hall was quiet for a while, and then asked quickly: "Where did you see it?"

It was an ordinary scholar with a blue-and-gray shirt, holding the "Cao Zhai Ming Lu", thinking hard, and insisted: "I have actually seen it, remember which Nanchen's anthology is in, the anthology a long time ago, absolutely It's not a book like "Cao Zhai Ming Lu" published in the past two years."

Everyone couldn't help but be puzzled by his words.

In this era, among scholars, plagiarizing other people's articles is a major event of ruin!

Someone laughed and said: "This essay is the relics of the predecessors compiled by later generations. There may be copied articles, but later generations did not know it. They were published as predecessors."

This kind of behavior is almost impossible to happen. In these days, scholars are very clear about their writings and transcripts.

Someone murmured, "Old man Chen hasn't been dead for decades, so how can he be confused?"

"By the way, I don't know if there are any previous collections of essays. Maybe it's just similar themes, or the writing is similar. I remember wrong."

Kang Yinqing couldn't help but open the mouth and said: "There are similarities in the articles, maybe some sentences are quoted."

This is the first time he has joined the discussion. Wang Denuo glanced at him curiously. This classmate has always been shy inward, but he didn't expect to speak at this time.

This argument was immediately supported by everyone, and there was nothing to say, just saying that had seen something similar before, but who knew it was true or false.

The scholar in the blue-and-gray shirt paused, and suddenly clapped his hands, "Ah, I remember, I saw it on "The Story of Dragon and Dragon", it was the posthumous story of Prince Hongyi in Nanchen."

Kang Yin's expression changed, and his eyes fell on the stack of Nanchen classics beside him.

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On the opposite restaurant, the top room,

The spacious room is elegantly furnished and full of nobility. The mahogany table is lined with plum blossom cups of various colors, crystal plates, and a variety of delicacies.

It's a pity that such a luxurious banquet can only be enjoyed by one person.

It can't even be called enjoyment. The person who ordered a table of banquets cherished the delicacy of the table, and did not use the chopsticks at all. Only a bottle of Chi Hong Jin Yan was drunk.

Perhaps already a little drunk, Cui Qian simply opened the window, the wind from the outside blew in, and at the same time there was a voice from the other side.

He lay down on the window frame lazily, and the cat usually moved the vermilion tassel under the curtain intentionally or unconsciously while listening to the voice of the other person.

What a ridiculous group of guys, haven't you been exposed to the truth for so long?

There was a knock on the door.

Cui Qian lazily threw the ears aside and said, "Come in."

Pushing the door and entering is Pingxi Camp Chief Military Lieutenant Chao Yangcheng, he bowed and said: "General, you have already been eyeing someone."

Cui Qian hummed and stood up, "In that case, do it tonight, the emperor's little cousin."

The author has something to say: The last big move of the Queen Mother, about why Consort Chen's surname is Chen...

In fact, this is a process in which a good-tempered person is being poked and poked and finally blown up, killing everyone.