Since Lin Yuan ascended the throne, Song Mansion has been around the city, and Song Shizhao bought houses on both sides in order to accommodate the guests.
No mathematician wanted to come under his door, so that he could use the springboard to rise up.
Song Shizhao saw another group of students before he returned to the room.
Zheng Qingfeng has already been waiting here.
"Sir." Zheng Qingfeng handed over.
Song Shizhao replied, "Master Zheng."
The chessboard has already been placed, Zheng Qingfeng smiled and said, "Mr. and the next official?"
Song Shizhao sat opposite Zheng Qingfeng: "Master Zheng, please."
The game was on the chessboard, and Zheng Qingfeng suddenly asked: "Your Majesty's attack on the family is Liwei."
Song Shizhao settled down with a smile on his face: "The emperor is enthroned, and this is the time to set the tone. The family is inexhaustible, the family is strong, the emperor is weak, the emperor is strong, and the family is weak."
"The children of the aristocratic family are different from the poor family. They have been learning since childhood. Even if your majesty suppresses them, they will not completely abandon them." Zheng Qingfeng shook his head.
Song Shizhao: "How to persuade you? Persuade your Majesty, there is no family in this world, no one can rule? Persuade your Majesty, today’s world is still not your Majesty’s world? Let the family grow bigger, the children will become officials, the party will be private, the imperial order Even if you leave the capital, it depends on the face of the family?"
Zheng Qingfeng was taken aback. He himself was a descendant of the family. He stared at him: "Why is your husband so narrow?"
"Narrow-minded?" Song Shizhao smiled, "Let me ask you, who is the emperor?"
Zheng Qingfeng: "The man in command of the world."
Song Shizhao: "Wrong, it is the person who holds the world's authority."
Zheng Qingfeng showed fear on his face: "Mister means... Your Majesty wants... Your Majesty wants..."
Song Shizhao nodded: "Aristocratic families are like wolves, and wolves are in groups. They occupies a city, just like Yuan Dynasty. Officials sent by the Son of Heaven have to befriend them, and the emperor's orders can be ignored. If things go on like this, who owns the world? Is it the emperor? Or a family?"
"There are countless families, but they can make friends with each other."
"There is only one emperor."
"Master Zheng, do you understand?" Song Shizhao left his last son, the dragon's power had been established, and Zheng Qingfeng was defeated.
Zheng Qingfeng sighed: "There is no more place to turn?"
Song Shizhao: "Master Zheng comes from a family, and it is inevitable to feel sad about the death of rabbits and foxes, but your Majesty is no longer a method of the past, and will not be killed immediately. The children of the family are available, but they are used as aspiring people, not the children of others. Used to be used, understand?"
Zheng Qingfeng bowed his head: "Listening to the Lord's words, the next official suddenly stopped."
Song Shizhao hurriedly said: "Master Zheng is a wise man. Being loyal to your Majesty means being loyal to the country."
Zheng Qingfeng sighed: "I am narrow..."
Song Shizhao smiled and said, "Master Zheng, you are one of the few sensible people in the world. Believe it or not, when I say this to the children of the foreign family, they will never follow it, because in their hearts, family is important. The king is light, they are for the name of the family, not for the benefit of the emperor."
Zheng Qingfeng understood: "Your Majesty, want to start the imperial examination?"
Song Shizhao caress his beard: "Exactly."
When Zheng Qingfeng left, he turned and glanced at the plaque of Song Mansion.
It's not that your majesty doesn't want to use the children of the family, he just wants... the children of the family will take off that shell and use it for him.
Let them be loyal to Ming, loyal to the emperor, and loyal to the imperial power.
Not a family.
The family did not come to an end.
But it has also reached a dead end.
Zheng Qingfeng got into the carriage and thought of his life.
Although the Zheng family is a family, but the family is divided into big and small, poor and rich. The Zheng family’s collection of books is rich, but they are all accumulated by ancestors for generations. If it is money, it is really poor. His father once told him that for a while Difficulties will never be the difficulties of a lifetime.
As long as the children in the family are motivated, in any case, they can keep the Zheng family's signboard. As long as the signboard is there, the Zheng family can still be an official.
Zheng Qingfeng was indeed an official, and was introduced by relatives and friends to become an official.
He saw with his own eyes that most of the officials sent by the local family were under the control of the local family. Without the approval of the family, the imperial decree could not even leave the government office, let alone implement it.
In the city, the aristocratic family has been entrenched for a hundred years and knows the population in the city well. Half of the Thai population in the city is the slave of the family.
He used to think that the family was doing the right thing.
After all, the emperor is faint, and his decree is useless to the people, but fortunately there are family supervising them.
Only in this way can the people recuperate.
But at this moment, Zheng Qingfeng shuddered when thinking about the past.
That's imperial power! From ancient times to the present, whoever has the sole authority would be willing to let people share imperial power?
The following crimes are capital crimes.
Zheng Qingfeng sighed and said to the coachman: "You don't have to go to Wu Mansion, go back to Mansion."
The coachman said strangely: "My lord, it's still early."
Zheng Qingfeng shook his head: "Go back to the house."
The coachman had to turn his horse's head.
Lin Yuan was meeting with capable people and strangers at the moment.
He has the heart to recruit talents, but he is not recruiting officials to govern the country.
It is a craftsman.
The status of craftsmen has always been low. Shi, peasants, industry and commerce seem to be the lowest in merchants, but after the Song and Yuan dynasties, the status of merchants has long been no longer the same as before.
In fact, craftsmen are the people with the lowest status.
But the national scientific and technological capabilities depend on craftsmen.
A knife, a pot, and a boat are all achievements of craftsmen.
There is no benefit to craftsmanship, and there is no harm in following the old rules.
What Lin Yuan hopes now is to make stronger firearms as soon as possible. Chinese firearms have a long history, dating back to the Tang Dynasty. Gun|powder was present in the Qin and Han dynasties and was used in battlefields in the Tang Dynasty.
During the Song Dynasty, the fire|weapon went further, and the sudden fire|gun appeared.
The Yuan Dynasty improved the sudden fire|gun, called the fire gun.
In the Ming Dynasty, the benefits of firearms were rare. The hand-held guns included hand guns, bird guns, cannons and rockets, and not only that, but also land|mines and water|mines.
However, the Ming Dynasty did not have enough technology to create a tube-valve type barrel with after-installation function.
It was the Portuguese invasion that allowed the incumbents of the Ming Dynasty to discover that the Westerners' artillery was better.
So the Ming Dynasty began to learn foreign advanced technology.
It's a pity that although I learned and improved and invented stronger Zhidian Guns and Thunder Guns, I didn't find a way to produce them on a large scale, and there was no production line.
But even so, the firearms of the Ming Dynasty were stronger than most parts of the world.
However, in the Qing dynasty, although the Qing dynasty also improved firearms, it was too conservative, so it was too conservative and shut the country away, leading to the development of firearms that lag far behind the West. Therefore, the great powers smashed the Qing dynasty's gates and the Qing dynasty was unable to fight back.
What Lin Yuan wants is to gather all the worlds, get the production line out, and be able to manufacture it on a large scale.
At this moment, those who were kneeling down were all craftsmen from all over the world. Lin Yuan's will went down, and all the cities sent people over.
There is no discount on his decree at this time.
He does not expect to see progress within a few years, and even more than a dozen decades or even his generation may not have made much progress, but he is going to start, and only when this start can the country develop a habit.
"Everyone is the backbone of our national strength." Lin Yuanchao said to the craftsmen who knelt down and shivered, "please get up."
The craftsmen dared not move. They used to be frightened when they saw a small official, let alone the emperor.
Lin Yuan stood up, walked into the hall, and helped an old craftsman with gray hair.
"Teacher will come and give a seat when he is old." Lin Yuan ordered a waiter to give him a chair.
The master was so frightened that his face turned pale, he almost knelt down to Lin Yuan again, if it weren't for Lin Yuan to support him, he would definitely throw five bodies on the ground.
"Caomin...caomin dare not..." The teacher sat on the chair just as he was on the execution ground.
Lin Yuan held on the shoulders of his master and said to everyone: "My country is the country of you, and the strength of you is the luck of the country and the strength of the country."
This frightened the craftsmen.
They... They are just minors, where can they be connected with the prosperity of the country?
Lin Yuan also said: "I heard that there was a firecracker in the Yuan Dynasty, but now that Ming has been established, I should take it one step further and reach a higher level."
"Everyone who learns art and serves the country, I am not stingy, but there are outstanding and innovators, and I will reward them with titles."
The craftsmen stopped shaking suddenly.
Title? Knighthood!
The titles in Lin Yuan's hands are all imaginary titles. They have no real power, can't be hereditary, and can't leave Beijing in one generation.
But with Shilu, one generation is noble, and descendants are better off.
Lin Yuan smiled and said: "Da Ming is my great Ming, and it is also the great Ming of you. Hope you all work together to strengthen our country and promote our prestige!"
The craftsmen’s foreheads touched the ground, and the mountain is called long live.
In addition, the districts in the capital were renamed districts, each district had a district head, a book official, household registration integration, and government orders were all issued by the central government.
The entire Beijing city is like a railroad, the district mayor is the person that Lin Yuan followed when he started his family, and the scholars are the children of the aristocratic family.
The imperial power prevailed in the capital for a while.
Several cities around the capital were taken by Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Baisong and Li Congrong,
The army stationed in the city, frightened countless people who peeped in the dark.
These cities are big cities, and all officials in the city are arrested. New officials take office, enforce new laws and comply with new orders.
"Your Majesty, Chinese people still need to raise." Song Shizhao remonstrated.
Lin Yuan was eating a snack and waved to Song Shizhao: "Mr. Come sit down, please eat."
Song Shizhao sat down: "Now your Majesty is making a big deal, I'm afraid of rebounding."
Lin Yuan nodded: "What Mr. said is, but now it is just the beginning of the new dynasty. The restructuring is just the right time. When all the dust settles, it will be difficult to change."
Song Shizhao sighed: "I'm afraid it's not safe."
"The Sui Yang Emperor's excavation of the Grand Canal was originally a good thing for the country and the people. It can open up the five major rivers, not only open rivers, but also open land, transport arms, and open trade routes. So, the country can be prosperous and the people will be strong, but what is the result?" Song Shizhao handed over, "Your Majesty, I still need to figure it out."
Lin Yuan: "I understand the truth, my husband is worried, and I also understand."
"But sir, in ancient times, the Qin State changed its laws and became strong, but now I am reorganized by Da Ming. How can I know that I am not strong?"
Song Shizhao: "But where does Shang Yang end?"
Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Sir, today is not ancient times, there is no Qi Chuyan and Zhao Han."
"Sir, would you like to be a friend?" Lin Yuan looked at him.
Song Shizhao couldn't say a word.
Lin Yuan asked again: "Sir, would you like to help me?"
Song Shizhao bowed his head: "I don't dare to refuse, but I'm asking for the country, for your majesty, and he will do his best to die."
Since Lin Yuan ascended the throne, Song Mansion has been around the city, and Song Shizhao bought houses on both sides in order to accommodate the guests.
No mathematician wanted to come under his door, so that he could use the springboard to rise up.
Song Shizhao saw another group of students before he returned to the room.
Zheng Qingfeng has already been waiting here.
"Sir." Zheng Qingfeng handed over.
Song Shizhao replied, "Master Zheng."
The chessboard has already been placed, Zheng Qingfeng smiled and said, "Mr. and the next official?"
Song Shizhao sat opposite Zheng Qingfeng: "Master Zheng, please."
The game was on the chessboard, and Zheng Qingfeng suddenly asked: "Your Majesty's attack on the family is Liwei."
Song Shizhao settled down with a smile on his face: "The emperor is enthroned, and this is the time to set the tone. The family is inexhaustible, the family is strong, the emperor is weak, the emperor is strong, and the family is weak."
"The children of the aristocratic family are different from the poor family. They have been learning since childhood. Even if your majesty suppresses them, they will not completely abandon them." Zheng Qingfeng shook his head.
Song Shizhao: "How to persuade you? Persuade your Majesty, there is no family in this world, no one can rule? Persuade your Majesty, today’s world is still not your Majesty’s world? Let the family grow bigger, the children will become officials, the party will be private, the imperial order Even if you leave the capital, it depends on the face of the family?"
Zheng Qingfeng was taken aback. He himself was a descendant of the family. He stared at him: "Why is your husband so narrow?"
"Narrow-minded?" Song Shizhao smiled, "Let me ask you, who is the emperor?"
Zheng Qingfeng: "The man in command of the world."
Song Shizhao: "Wrong, it is the person who holds the world's authority."
Zheng Qingfeng showed fear on his face: "Mister means... Your Majesty wants... Your Majesty wants..."
Song Shizhao nodded: "Aristocratic families are like wolves, and wolves are in groups. They occupies a city, just like Yuan Dynasty. Officials sent by the Son of Heaven have to befriend them, and the emperor's orders can be ignored. If things go on like this, who owns the world? Is it the emperor? Or a family?"
"There are countless families, but they can make friends with each other."
"There is only one emperor."
"Master Zheng, do you understand?" Song Shizhao left his last son, the dragon's power had been established, and Zheng Qingfeng was defeated.
Zheng Qingfeng sighed: "There is no more place to turn?"
Song Shizhao: "Master Zheng comes from a family, and it is inevitable to feel sad about the death of rabbits and foxes, but your Majesty is no longer a method of the past, and will not be killed immediately. The children of the family are available, but they are used as aspiring people, not the children of others. Used to be used, understand?"
Zheng Qingfeng bowed his head: "Listening to the Lord's words, the next official suddenly stopped."
Song Shizhao hurriedly said: "Master Zheng is a wise man. Being loyal to your Majesty means being loyal to the country."
Zheng Qingfeng sighed: "I am narrow..."
Song Shizhao smiled and said, "Master Zheng, you are one of the few sensible people in the world. Believe it or not, when I say this to the children of the foreign family, they will never follow it, because in their hearts, family is important. The king is light, they are for the name of the family, not for the benefit of the emperor."
Zheng Qingfeng understood: "Your Majesty, want to start the imperial examination?"
Song Shizhao caress his beard: "Exactly."
When Zheng Qingfeng left, he turned and glanced at the plaque of Song Mansion.
It's not that your majesty doesn't want to use the children of the family, he just wants... the children of the family will take off that shell and use it for him.
Let them be loyal to Ming, loyal to the emperor, and loyal to the imperial power.
Not a family.
The family did not come to an end.
But it has also reached a dead end.
Zheng Qingfeng got into the carriage and thought of his life.
Although the Zheng family is a family, but the family is divided into big and small, poor and rich. The Zheng family’s collection of books is rich, but they are all accumulated by ancestors for generations. If it is money, it is really poor. His father once told him that for a while Difficulties will never be the difficulties of a lifetime.
As long as the children in the family are motivated, in any case, they can keep the Zheng family's signboard. As long as the signboard is there, the Zheng family can still be an official.
Zheng Qingfeng was indeed an official, and was introduced by relatives and friends to become an official.
He saw with his own eyes that most of the officials sent by the local family were under the control of the local family. Without the approval of the family, the imperial decree could not even leave the government office, let alone implement it.
In the city, the aristocratic family has been entrenched for a hundred years and knows the population in the city well. Half of the Thai population in the city is the slave of the family.
He used to think that the family was doing the right thing.
After all, the emperor is faint, and his decree is useless to the people, but fortunately there are family supervising them.
Only in this way can the people recuperate.
But at this moment, Zheng Qingfeng shuddered when thinking about the past.
That's imperial power! From ancient times to the present, whoever has the sole authority would be willing to let people share imperial power?
The following crimes are capital crimes.
Zheng Qingfeng sighed and said to the coachman: "You don't have to go to Wu Mansion, go back to Mansion."
The coachman said strangely: "My lord, it's still early."
Zheng Qingfeng shook his head: "Go back to the house."
The coachman had to turn his horse's head.
Lin Yuan was meeting with capable people and strangers at the moment.
He has the heart to recruit talents, but he is not recruiting officials to govern the country.
It is a craftsman.
The status of craftsmen has always been low. Shi, peasants, industry and commerce seem to be the lowest in merchants, but after the Song and Yuan dynasties, the status of merchants has long been no longer the same as before.
In fact, craftsmen are the people with the lowest status.
But the national scientific and technological capabilities depend on craftsmen.
A knife, a pot, and a boat are all achievements of craftsmen.
There is no benefit to craftsmanship, and there is no harm in following the old rules.
What Lin Yuan hopes now is to make stronger firearms as soon as possible. Chinese firearms have a long history, dating back to the Tang Dynasty. Gun|powder was present in the Qin and Han dynasties and was used in battlefields in the Tang Dynasty.
During the Song Dynasty, the fire|weapon went further, and the sudden fire|gun appeared.
The Yuan Dynasty improved the sudden fire|gun, called the fire gun.
In the Ming Dynasty, the benefits of firearms were rare. The hand-held guns included hand guns, bird guns, cannons and rockets, and not only that, but also land|mines and water|mines.
However, the Ming Dynasty did not have enough technology to create a tube-valve type barrel with after-installation function.
It was the Portuguese invasion that allowed the incumbents of the Ming Dynasty to discover that the Westerners' artillery was better.
So the Ming Dynasty began to learn foreign advanced technology.
It's a pity that although I learned and improved and invented stronger Zhidian Guns and Thunder Guns, I didn't find a way to produce them on a large scale, and there was no production line.
But even so, the firearms of the Ming Dynasty were stronger than most parts of the world.
However, in the Qing dynasty, although the Qing dynasty also improved firearms, it was too conservative, so it was too conservative and shut the country away, leading to the development of firearms that lag far behind the West. Therefore, the great powers smashed the Qing dynasty's gates and the Qing dynasty was unable to fight back.
What Lin Yuan wants is to gather all the worlds, get the production line out, and be able to manufacture it on a large scale.
At this moment, those who were kneeling down were all craftsmen from all over the world. Lin Yuan's will went down, and all the cities sent people over.
There is no discount on his decree at this time.
He does not expect to see progress within a few years, and even more than a dozen decades or even his generation may not have made much progress, but he is going to start, and only when this start can the country develop a habit.
"Everyone is the backbone of our national strength." Lin Yuanchao said to the craftsmen who knelt down and shivered, "please get up."
The craftsmen dared not move. They used to be frightened when they saw a small official, let alone the emperor.
Lin Yuan stood up, walked into the hall, and helped an old craftsman with gray hair.
"Teacher will come and give a seat when he is old." Lin Yuan ordered a waiter to give him a chair.
The master was so frightened that his face turned pale, he almost knelt down to Lin Yuan again, if it weren't for Lin Yuan to support him, he would definitely throw five bodies on the ground.
"Caomin...caomin dare not..." The teacher sat on the chair just as he was on the execution ground.
Lin Yuan held on the shoulders of his master and said to everyone: "My country is the country of you, and the strength of you is the luck of the country and the strength of the country."
This frightened the craftsmen.
They... They are just minors, where can they be connected with the prosperity of the country?
Lin Yuan also said: "I heard that there was a firecracker in the Yuan Dynasty, but now that Ming has been established, I should take it one step further and reach a higher level."
"Everyone who learns art and serves the country, I am not stingy, but there are outstanding and innovators, and I will reward them with titles."
The craftsmen stopped shaking suddenly.
Title? Knighthood!
The titles in Lin Yuan's hands are all imaginary titles. They have no real power, can't be hereditary, and can't leave Beijing in one generation.
But with Shilu, one generation is noble, and descendants are better off.
Lin Yuan smiled and said: "Da Ming is my great Ming, and it is also the great Ming of you. Hope you all work together to strengthen our country and promote our prestige!"
The craftsmen’s foreheads touched the ground, and the mountain is called long live.
In addition, the districts in the capital were renamed districts, each district had a district head, a book official, household registration integration, and government orders were all issued by the central government.
The entire Beijing city is like a railroad, the district mayor is the person that Lin Yuan followed when he started his family, and the scholars are the children of the aristocratic family.
The imperial power prevailed in the capital for a while.
Several cities around the capital were taken by Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Baisong and Li Congrong,
The army stationed in the city, frightened countless people who peeped in the dark.
These cities are big cities, and all officials in the city are arrested. New officials take office, enforce new laws and comply with new orders.
"Your Majesty, Chinese people still need to raise." Song Shizhao remonstrated.
Lin Yuan was eating a snack and waved to Song Shizhao: "Mr. Come sit down, please eat."
Song Shizhao sat down: "Now your Majesty is making a big deal, I'm afraid of rebounding."
Lin Yuan nodded: "What Mr. said is, but now it is just the beginning of the new dynasty. The restructuring is just the right time. When all the dust settles, it will be difficult to change."
Song Shizhao sighed: "I'm afraid it's not safe."
"The Sui Yang Emperor's excavation of the Grand Canal was originally a good thing for the country and the people. It can open up the five major rivers, not only open rivers, but also open land, transport arms, and open trade routes. So, the country can be prosperous and the people will be strong, but what is the result?" Song Shizhao handed over, "Your Majesty, I still need to figure it out."
Lin Yuan: "I understand the truth, my husband is worried, and I also understand."
"But sir, in ancient times, the Qin State changed its laws and became strong, but now I am reorganized by Da Ming. How can I know that I am not strong?"
Song Shizhao: "But where does Shang Yang end?"
Lin Yuan smiled and said, "Sir, today is not ancient times, there is no Qi Chuyan and Zhao Han."
"Sir, would you like to be a friend?" Lin Yuan looked at him.
Song Shizhao couldn't say a word.
Lin Yuan asked again: "Sir, would you like to help me?"
Song Shizhao bowed his head: "I don't dare to refuse, but I'm asking for the country, for your majesty, and he will do his best to die."
