Ming Zuo

Chapter 464

"What is the motherland?"

Among the people present, only Li Zhenli did not understand.

Because the concepts of country, nation, and political power have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people after years of propaganda in Shandong.

"The motherland is the place where our ancestors, fathers, us and our descendants thrive. This concept does not only refer to us Han people, but also includes the Jurchens, Mongols, Miao people living in this land, and even joined the lost our Westerners."

Li Zhenli is like a sponge, desperately absorbing new knowledge.

"Doesn't that mean that Daming is our motherland?"

Before Zuo Menggeng could say anything, she asked a dangerous question.

"Since Daming is the motherland, and your songs are full of respect for the motherland, General, why did you rebel?"

Anyone who has been in contact with Zuo Menggeng will unknowingly contract a disease.

That is straight to the point.

No way, this is the nature of soldiers.

One is one, two is two, and there is absolutely no room for sand in your eyes.

There used to be many people who played with their language skills in front of Zuo Menggeng, but in the end they were all desperate for life because of his straight-forward approach.

Li Zhenli is also adapting to this way of speaking.

She was born in a brothel and has seen countless people. What she is best at is to watch people order dishes and match them to their liking.

These words frightened many people, but she firmly believed that she would be safe and sound.

Sure enough, Zuo Menggeng was furious.

"Miss Li thinks, how is Daming like today? Let's not talk about the wise and wise rulers, but just the people's livelihood, can it be considered peaceful and prosperous?"

Li Zhenli showed a difficult smile and did not answer.

No need to answer either.

What kind of life the people of Ming Dynasty live today is obvious to all.It is impossible for even the most unconscionable person to utter the word "good".

Zuo Menggeng went deep into the concept.

"Of course Daming is a country. However, Daming was established by the landlord class, with the purpose of safeguarding the interests of the old feudal aristocracy and oppressing and enslaving ordinary people. When the vast majority of the people were under this regime, they could not even have the basic right to survive. When it is guaranteed, shouldn’t it be overthrown?”

Li Zhenli actually understood.

"Is this what the general meant by saying that the landlord class has declined?"

Seeing Zuo Menggeng looking over, Li Zhenli explained the reason.

"The little girl read all the polemic articles written by the great sages in Shandong in Nanjing, and was very inspired."

Now the debate between Liu Zongzhou, Huang Zongxi and others and Fushe has entered a new stage.

Fushe is still attacking Confucian ethics and human desires, but Shandong has begun to add more and more private goods.

Last September, in an article, with the permission of Zuo Menggeng, Huang Zongxi formally proposed the concept of the landlord class and class contradictions in it, and pushed it to all parts of the world.

As soon as the article came out, there was an uproar immediately.

Discussions on the surface and behind the scenes are surging, causing many people to panic, but also making many people suddenly enlightened.

As the most open and advanced Ming Dynasty, Jiangnan suddenly became chaotic.

People who regard this view as a scourge and those who support it are evenly divided, which has also led to more and more people posting articles and joining the debate.

The entire literary world of Ming Dynasty was involved.

Everyone thinks that this is a prosperous world that will last forever, and they all want to make a name for themselves here.

But very few people have noticed that this is actually a deliberate public opinion guidance by Shandong.

Because the real victory does not lie in the debate itself, but in spreading new ideas and ideas to the hearts of as many people as possible through the use of the debate itself.

Facts must speak louder than words.

The rapid development of commerce and the decline of people's livelihood, the oppressed merchants and the luxurious and greedy landlords, the contrasts of each item have begun to penetrate into the hearts of the people.

Therefore, Li Zhenli is no stranger to words like "landlord class".

Nowadays, when scholars in the south of the Yangtze River talk about classics and Taoism, they almost always use such vocabulary.

Regarding the historical process, Zuo Menggeng said a little bit, which greatly inspired Li Zhenli, and she also felt more deeply about the music "My Motherland".

She imitated Zuo Menggeng's singing method and came to the scene once, and everyone looked at her immediately.

Originally, Zuo Menggeng still felt that she was a master of Kunqu opera, and her small voice could not sing the emotion in the song.Unexpectedly, Li Zhenli's singing skills are so overbearing.

Some are small and delicate, some are big and powerful.

In a trance, Zuo Menggeng actually dreamed back to the passionate war years.

"Miss Li, your talent is rare in the world. It is really a waste to be trapped in the land of fireworks in the south of the Yangtze River. I wonder if you can join the ranks of my new army and take up the burden of literature and art propaganda?"

Zuo Menggeng officially sent out the invitation.

Although Li Zhenli had a premonition, when she actually faced it, she couldn't help being surprised, happy and timid.

"Little... I can also be an official like that General Wang?"

Knowing Wang Siyi's identity in Nanjing back then, the impact on Li Zhenli will never be forgotten.

Zuo Menggeng smiled and pointed to the Xu sisters.

"In Shandong, there are many women who are officials. My wife is the chairman of the education committee, and my sister-in-law is in charge of a company with tens of thousands of people. Here, it is not based on status or gender, but on ability If Ms. Li agrees, I will appoint you as the Director of the Propaganda Department of the Political Department of the New Army and the head of the Art Work Troupe."

Li Zhenli's bare hands couldn't help getting together.

She has seen all kinds of flowers and clouds in her life.I thought to myself that this life was wonderful enough to not be in vain.

I just didn't expect that I could still be an official.

In the past, in the south of the Yangtze River, those who followed under the pomegranate skirt were like crucian carp crossing the river.

But she understood that what those people did was just chasing bees and playing butterflies, and they didn't really respect her.

Only here, the feeling of being valued and respected by others is really heartwarming.

Unexpectedly, on a trip to the north, I threw myself here.

"Thank you, General, for your attention. The little girl has nothing to repay, and I will do my best for the rest of my life to let people in the world know the ambition of my new army."

Zuo Menggeng's face became serious.

"You are not a little girl, remember, from now on, you are Li Zhenli, Director Li. Whenever and wherever, you must hold your chest high and don't lose face to my new army."

Li Zhenli nodded heavily, and at some point, her eyes were full of crystals.

She stayed that day, and the Political Department arranged a place to stay, changed into a military uniform, and was directly responsible for composing the music for "My Motherland".

Zuo Menggeng didn't have a good way to compose music.

Just to say something, now in Europa, there is a method of composing music called staff notation, which is more rigorous than the rhythm of Middle Earth.

He called Luo Yagu over, and asked this person who knows the rhythm to cooperate with Li Zhenli to compose scores for various songs.

With such two masters of rhythm in the East and the West, I believe that the singing speed of literary and artistic works will be even faster in the future.

"I think this Director Li is really bright and beautiful. He came from a long distance, and his heart is clear..."

Xu Ruolin's small thoughts are useless.

Zuo Menggeng's light is like the wind and the moon.

"I don't think so."

Xu Ruolin was a little guilty, she looked over secretly, and met Zuo Menggeng's eyes as clear as water.

It made her a little confused.

In this world, is there really a man who is not good at women?
She really guessed right.

Zuo Menggeng really has no interest in female sex.

The soul of the later generations in his mind has exerted a great influence, so that his current life is very rigid.

His mind was all on fighting for hegemony in the world, he only felt that the fun in it was more than anything else.

"I'm afraid...I'm afraid that someone will gossip in the future."

Zuo Menggeng held her hand, very frankly.

"In the future, we will talk about it in the future."

Zuo Menggeng has no idea where the new regime should go in the future.

Because the political system is not determined by brainstorming, the actual situation must be considered.

Nothing is imminent, and according to the reality, it is pure mediocrity now.

Speaking of family affairs, Xu Ruolin looked to the north.

"I don't know where the father-in-law is..."

When it comes to Zuo Liangyu, Zuo Menggeng is also full of lawsuits.

"I hope my father will not make mistakes."

(End of this chapter)