Qiming 1158

Chapter 878 Because the Southern Song Dynasty can't beat him
There is no need to say more about the night of ecstasy.

The next day, Su Yonglin got up early.

Today is a rest day. Except for the officials on duty, most officials can rest at home. Su Yonglin does not need to go to the Wanmin Temple to continue to be an old scalper. After doing physical exercise and bathing as usual, he changed his clothes and prepared in the study. Order your own politics.

After a little thought, Su Yonglin picked up the pen and started writing quickly.

He advocated the writing of official articles and instructions in the vernacular in the Central Committee, and promoted unified punctuation, striving to make it easy for everyone to understand and read, changing the convention of writing in obscure classical Chinese, and setting off the vernacular movement.

Under his influence and orders, the official documents of the Ming court took the lead in realizing the change of the vernacular language, and then the official documents of the Renaissance Society, the official documents of the army, and official statements were all changed into the vernacular language.

Then came the changes in the writing habits of the officials at all levels.

Now, due to the encouragement of the imperial court, the personal writing habits of the people have also changed in the direction of vernacular.

After leading the wave of vernacular prose, Su Yonglin's own preface is naturally based on vernacular prose.

He doesn't care about things that are meaningless in the era of innovation. Anyway, Tang poetry and Song poetry have been written almost by classical scholars. The peak of Chinese classical culture has passed, and the gorgeous cultural treasures are enough for future generations.

Since the rise of civilians has become the trend of the times, let's start the era of civilian culture from now on.

He hopes that what he has written can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even a peasant who has just escaped from ignorance can understand what he wrote, what is the purpose, and learn some of it.

Anyway, Su Yonglin, who the world thinks of as a heavenly man, is actually just an ordinary person, not an emperor.

He was ordinary born in Dinghai County, Qingyuan Prefecture, on the third day of March in the eighth year of Shaoxing in the Southern Song Dynasty. He was a very ordinary baby.

His mother just got pregnant after marrying and having sex with his father, and the experience was very ordinary.

She did not dream that the moon and the sun flew into her arms, that she was not attacked by flying dragons in the fields, that she did not do anything wrong with Tianlong, and that the hat on her father's head was very positive, and there was absolutely no green light.

He also has no horns on his head, no long tail behind him, no extraordinary bloodline, and is absolutely pure human.

The day he was born was a sunny and sunny afternoon, the sun was shining, the climate was warm, there was no abnormality in the heavens and the earth, there was no thunder and lightning, and there was only the sound of a baby crying.

Before he was born, no auspicious beasts came to the door of the house, there were no two dragons frolicking at the door of the house, and of course no auspicious birds stayed on the branches in the courtyard of the house and called—if the hometown sparrows counted.

Of course, there is no white light in the delivery room, and the inside of the room is not brighter than the outside of the room, which will blind people's eyes.

Naturally, there are no red snakes coiled on the maternity bed - it is said that if a mother sees a big red snake coiled on the bed, she will faint from fright, right?
There was no white light, of course no purple light, no red light, no black gas, no neighbors were surprised, and the livestock in the family were very safe, and obediently was made into soup to nourish her mother.

There was no fragrance in the delivery room, nor was his body plated with gold, nor would it disappear after three days.

There were no words on his body, and no immortals came down to touch his head. He was born peacefully and grew up under the care of his parents.

His grandfather was Su Dingguang, an official of the Southern Song Dynasty, who accompanied Yue Fei on the northern expedition and later served as the prefect of the state.

His father was a student. He had read books and participated in the imperial examinations, but before he was admitted to fame, he died in battle at sea because of the family's smuggling of salt.

Grandfather became an outlaw who sold smuggled salt because his ideal of the Northern Expedition was broken.

Not long after his father died, his mother also died of illness, and he was orphaned and raised by his grandfather.

Later, his grandfather died of illness when he was 16 years old. He supported the family business alone. During this period, he suffered a lot of hardships and was made things difficult by some officials of the Southern Song Dynasty and his grandfather's subordinates. Of course, he solved all these problems one by one in the end.

If there are no major problems, he will continue to live in the Southern Song Dynasty of course, because although he has endured a lot of hardships, he has superior living conditions and good food.

What's the bike for?

But no, because he has seen his own life, and he has seen the real hell.

The miserable life of the commoners in the Southern Song Dynasty made him very miserable. He couldn't figure out why some people could eat delicious food and wear gold and jade, while some people could only dry their urine and eat the salt precipitated in the urine.

He couldn't figure out why some people could eat and drink spicy food and have fun in a magnificent house, while some people could only tragically freeze to death in the cold wind, be rolled up with torn mats, and thrown into the mass grave.

He couldn't figure it out.

But then he figured out that the problem might not only lie with corrupt officials, but some other problems.

So he decided to take a different path from the past, to try a path that would satisfy everyone without too much difference between them.

But this road could not work in the Southern Song Dynasty, so he decided to go to the Jin Kingdom to take advantage of the loopholes and rebuild a country by overthrowing the Jin Kingdom, a completely different country from the Southern Song Dynasty, not for the prosperity and wealth of a few people, but for the well-being of tens of millions of people the country established.

This country is now the Ming Dynasty.

The meaning of his name for the country is that "where the light of the sun and the moon reaches, it is a happy land for living people", and his Ming Kingdom is such an ideal country.

And he is struggling for this. This book is the crystallization of his struggles and records his struggles.

He hopes that people who read this book can think more, understand his mental journey, and reflect on the history of the aristocracy dominated by the emperors in the past.

History books that can only be passed down with stories of emperors and generals are incorrect history books.

The real history book should not only have the guidance and determination of the upper-level leaders, but also the hard work of the grassroots builders and producers.

Their generation should strive to cut away from the old times, walk out of their own path, and move towards a tomorrow that belongs to tens of millions of living beings.

The history of making family trees for the emperors and generals is by no means the real history. The real history should not only be the emperors and generals, but also the figures of thousands of ordinary toilers.

Books should not only contain only the words of saints, not only benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith, not only geniuses, beauties, monsters, ghosts, and ghosts, but also the hardworking people.

If no one takes the lead in doing this, then he will be the leader, the emperor of the Ming Kingdom will be the leader, and his Ming Kingdom will be the country of tomorrow.

His book is for them.

He also hopes that those who read this book will also fight for them.

[Comrades, the road to say goodbye to the past starts from this moment]

After writing the last word, Su Yonglin put down the pen, picked up the paper full of words, and blew lightly on the paper.

Looking at it, there are no typos, no grammatical errors or logical problems. Basically, they are all true and heartfelt.

This is a letter written by a human emperor without aristocratic blood to his people. I hope this letter and the content of this book can enter the hearts of the people and become his followers.

To be honest, writing this preface to the public is equivalent to a public declaration of war against Song.

He is very frank, so as long as Song people are not stupid, they will definitely understand the purpose of his writing this preface.

However, whether Song Ren is stupid or not, he doesn't care anymore.

Because the Southern Song Dynasty could not beat him.

Up to now, there is no more powerful country in the world than Daming, and there is no force that can threaten the existence of the Ming regime.

Don't be secretive, just announce what you have to do and what you have to say.

The change of the times requires the participation of all the people. He alone cannot drag the wheel of that heavy era.

He needs many, many followers to fight with him, to push the wheel of the times together, and to let this heavy Chinese chariot move forward slowly towards the right path.

As long as this road continues, it will inevitably bring more chain reactions.

That's what he wanted to see.

(End of this chapter)