People in Hongwu, from heavenly master to emperor master

Chapter 272 Song Lian flies bravely, you will bear the blame

Song Lian actually didn't like the matter of bridging the north and the south.

The north and the south have been divided for a long time, unless it is a talented and bold person like Zhu Yuanzhang, or a traveler like Zhang Yi.

In fact, most of the Han people have long been divided in their mentality.

Although Song Lian's knowledge is high, he does not belong to the kind of great man who jumped out of the times.

He simply felt that the emperor's blatant support of the north had affected too many interests of the southerners.

However, the emperor said that Song Lian also agreed to heal the people's hearts of the Han family who had been divided for a hundred years.

As a courtier, it is also the duty of a courtier to share the worries of the king. Regardless of selfishness, bridging the north and the south is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty and the national policy.

If someone can make a contribution in this regard, Song Lian will also be happy to see his success.

Zhang Yi has been quietly observing Old Master Song.

Zhang Yi also understood his entanglement.

People are inherently an aggregate bound by various interests and positions, and it is not surprising that there are contradictions.

As far as Song Lian is concerned, he would stand on the side of the Confucian family because the emperor raised the Dragon and Tiger Mountain to suppress the Confucian family because he was a Confucian student.

But he himself does not dislike monks and Taoism, and even has many friends from outsiders, including his future elder brother Zhang Yuchu.

Clan, courtiers, scholars.

Everyone has different identities, and when encountering different things, they will also have different positions.

At least for now, what Song Lian remembered was his position as a courtier.

"you say……"

"There is a lot of work to be done to bridge the gap between the north and the south, but Xiaodao is just a powerless Taoist priest, and he can't help the king worry too much.

But as a Chinese citizen, a descendant of the Han family.

Xiaodao also hopes to contribute to the country in his own way. "

Zhang Yi's words are a bit nasty, but Song Lian can feel his rare sincerity.

He didn't answer, and waited for Zhang Yi to finish speaking.

"How can I help the imperial court to bridge the century-old rift of my Han family?

Xiaodao had no idea at first, but my father called Zheng to run the school together. During this process, Xiaodao thought of something.

My Han family has a common culture, a common ancestor, and naturally a common history!

Taking history as a mirror, if there are some works that can awaken the common memory of the Han people in the north and south, that would be great...

Therefore, Xiaodao edited this book while compiling "Learning Words with Pictures"! "

Song Lian looked at the book in his hand again. After Zhang Yi's explanation, the book had been endowed with a different meaning.

In his opinion, this comic itself can only be regarded as an interesting reading material, just read it after dinner.

The amount of information carried by comics is very low, far less than that of books.

Moreover, the historical materials selected by Zhang Yi, in Song Lian's view, sacrificed the thickness and rigor of history for the sake of fun.

In particular, the content in the book is obviously biased, but there is no fabrication, and the effect he wants can be achieved through the selection of historical materials. For an academic person, this is not a good practice.

He told Zhang Yi about these shortcomings, but Zhang Yi didn't take it seriously.

"This matter is also deliberately done by Xiaodao."

"This is not the right way!"

The ideas of the two had a small collision.

"Old Song, when you say Sima Qian, is there no bias?

In fact, the so-called history is written by the victors after all.

Although my Han family has a tradition of respecting historians, including Song Lao who edited history, His Majesty will never intervene.

But it's the master himself, who has no position?

Or you are selecting historical materials, and you have no preference for some ambiguous historical materials? "

What Zhang Yi said made Song Lian speechless.

Even if the little Taoist's rebuttal was a bit forceful, it was generally fine.

"Besides, this comic book is not a serious historical material. It is a work I made with the theme of [Bridging the North and the South]. It is a game, why should it be regarded as an academic attitude?

It is good for people to learn something in a relaxed atmosphere.

If a scholar has no intention of learning, he can at least gain recognition of the concept of Han nationality from the book.

If you want to go further, as long as you read history, the deviations in this book will not mislead him..."

After Zhang Yi's words, he finally convinced Song Lian.

The other party stared at him stubbornly and remained silent.

"Master, is there something on my face?"

Zhang Yi knew the reason and asked, pretending to be crazy and stupid.

"No wonder Xu Cunren has been recommending you. The last time I met this old man, he told me that the two aristocratic sons in Daming, if you are willing to learn, your achievements will be ten times higher than that of Kong Na!
Unfortunately……"

Zhang Yi naturally knew what Xu Cunren was thinking.

The topic has come to this point, if I don't throw out the words I have been brewing for a long time, I will feel a little unreasonable.

He laughed:
"In Xiaodao's opinion, being a Taoist priest is much better than being an official!"

"You little Taoist, what do you know? Everything is low-grade, only reading is high!
The old man is not denying the future of your Taoism, let’s talk about cultivating immortals. You have inherited 42 generations in Longhushan, how many people become immortals?
Since ancient times, longevity has been a road of no return. The old man also went to the mountains to become a Taoist priest, so he understands the hardships of pure cultivation!

Even if you continue on this path, you will at most become your father.

But what about your father?

Moreover, you are this son, judging from your exile in the capital, the position on Longhu Mountain does not belong to you.

Your best achievement in the future is nothing more than having a presiding position in Chaotian Palace! '

There are so many noble people in the capital, everyone usually gives you face, but the difference in status, you should understand that you are so smart!
Zhang Yi, I sincerely advise you.

Your child is smart, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a genius.

The old man once heard that your brother is a scholar who is well-known in the village.

But I think compared to you, it's not as flattering.

He wants to inherit the real person position of Longhushan, but you have no chance.

I see that your heart is for the country, and you are also a person with ideals and ambitions.

Why not take off this Taoist robe and seek fame? "

Song Lian hesitated for a moment, then continued:
"Although the old man has little talent and learning, but he is favored by His Majesty, he can be regarded as the teacher of the crown prince and other princes.

If you wish, this old man can be your guide, recommend you to His Royal Highness, and be his accompanying companion...

Although you are too young to be an official, but following the prince, are you afraid that you will not have a future? "

The meaning of accepting apprentices in Song Lian's words is already very obvious.

Zhang Yi smiled and said nothing, even a little bit guilty.

He really treats him well, although Zhang Yi does not agree with Confucianism, nor does he like Confucianism.

But he can't deny that in this era when Confucianism has controlled all aspects of the world, the best talents are all among Confucianism.

Ye Hao Song Lian, Xu Cunren, Liu Bowen and others,

Regardless of their position, they treat themselves well in personal relationships.

If you really want to seek a future, there is already a smooth path for you to choose.

"If this was the Song Dynasty, I might really be tempted. Lao Zhu's subordinates are officials, let's forget it..."

Zhang Yi complained in his heart.

Scholars, farmers, businessmen, living in this era, the identity of a scholar must be the best choice in this era.

But to be a civil servant depends more on which dynasty you are in.

In the Song Dynasty, Zhang Yi promised to study diligently at home for the imperial examination every day. As for the civil servants of the Ming Dynasty, especially the civil servants of Emperor Hongwu, sorry, I can't afford to mess with them.

"Thank you Song Lao for your love, but I think Taoist priests are pretty good..."

"Where is it?"

Song Lian was a little anxious when he saw that Zhang Yiyouyan didn't enter.

"Master, are you exempt from tax?"

Song Lian was stunned. Although the new dynasty has been established, the salary system for officials has not yet been formulated, and there are naturally no privileges.

However, Song Lian knew that a while ago, the Ministry of Education of the People's Republic of China proposed a plan that was obviously beneficial to scholars, but was rejected by the emperor.

It follows from this that the emperor held a negative attitude towards the fact that scholars enjoyed certain privileges.

Song Lian was already worried about this, but Zhang Yi instead lifted whichever pot he didn't open.

He was a little angry, but shook his head and said:
"Maybe corvee is exempt! Taxes, there shouldn't be any..."

"But I have!"

Zhang Yi's words almost pissed Song Lian to death.

"What's so good about studying, like us, we don't have to produce, and we don't have to worry about being beheaded by the king!

As for taxes, although religions have been taxed to a certain extent since the Tang Dynasty, the amount of tax exemption is also high?

We don't have to squeeze our heads to test for fame, and not all scholars have fame!

Scholars without fame are generally no different from ordinary people, but officials who have been admitted to fame, oh, by the way, how much is your salary, sir? "

Heartbroken!
Song Lian was expressionless and gave him a number.

Zhang Yi didn't taunt, but just made a long word.

it is more than words.

Old Master Song's good mood for the day was completely defeated by Zhang Yi's few words.

He thought about it carefully, as if the superiority of a scholar was not much reflected in front of this kid.

Privileges, no!
The tax-free power of monks and Taoists has always been the envy of scholars.

The proposal of the Ministry of Education this time is actually to strengthen the power in this area, but the emperor does not give it, which is enough to make people worry.

However, Zhang Yi stimulated him at this time, which made Song Lian feel unbalanced.

Of course, he also knew that Zhang Yi's statement was very problematic. Scholars sought fame, and the power in their hands was far beyond that of monks and Taoists.

Even if Zhang Normal, the leader of Taoism, if a magistrate wants to target Lao Zhang, he can play him to death.

Power is the most important component of fame.

But now when it comes to the feelings of family and country, Song Lian can't bring out such things that can't be put on the stage and say it grandly.

He can only sigh with emotion that this child is just a child after all, and he doesn't know the benefits of power.

Zhang Yi's appearance of being strong without desire, on the contrary, caused Song Lian to have another emotion, why?
Since ancient times, from the point of view of standpoint, Confucianism has generally looked down upon monks and Taoists, and they are also very vigilant against monks and Taoists who harm the country.

The three martial arts and one sect's extermination of Buddha were originally driven by people like them.

So when the words "by what" came out, an inexplicable emotion rose in Song Lian's heart.

But at this time, Zhang Yi took the trouble to talk about the benefits of being a Taoist priest. Even if the emperor bans monks and Taoism now, what about this group?
Master Song kept these things in his heart silently.

At this time, someone reminded me that it was time to enter the palace to give lessons to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Song Lian got up and left Chaotian Palace.

Zhang Yi chuckled, he seemed to have hurt Mr. Song's fragile and sensitive nerves just now, now, he should make some moves, right?
Although he was not sure that Song Lian would ask the emperor for a proposal, nor could he guarantee that Zhu Yuanzhang would agree with Song Lian's ideas.

But what does it matter?

The little people want to promote a policy, and the main idea is to follow the fate...

After finishing this matter, Zhang Yi laughed:

"In this way, the poor Taoist will not be afraid of becoming a thorn in the eyes of monks and Taoists in the world, a thorn in his flesh!

Master Song, the scapegoat, just recite it!Anyway, this kind of pot can't hurt him at all! "

Old Master Song didn't know that he had long been Zhang Yi's toolman. He went out and asked his servants to prepare the chariots and horses, and headed for the palace all the way.

On the way, a carriage missed him.

Song Lian took a look, isn't this Yang Xian's carriage?
This left prime minister is not working in the Ministry of Education, who is he going to greet?
This thought flashed through Song Lian's mind, and he didn't care anymore.

After entering the palace, he met the emperor in the imperial study.

Lao Zhu came to him not because he had any important business, but because he was used to asking about the progress of the book revision after a while.

Zhu Yuanzhang really lacked patience for the revision of Yuan history.

The emperor seemed to care about repairing the book, but in fact it all hinted that Song Lian was rushing to work.

Song Lian was in a difficult situation, and he could only be thankful that he got some help from Zhang Yi. Zhang Yi's Yuan History saved him at least half a year of work, and gave him time to keep improving on the basis of a highly completed history book.

In fact, he himself is very ashamed. In fact, Zhang Yi himself has made the greatest contribution to the Yuan History compiled in this way, but this matter cannot be revealed.

"Your Majesty, I would like to recommend a book to you..."

Based on this mentality, Song Lian put the "A Brief History of China" prepared by himself in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang picked it up and looked, hey, isn't this a book published by his own bookstore?
Lao Zhu is different from other emperors. Some emperors like to focus on small things and zoom in. Some things are known, but some things are not necessarily remembered.

But he is a careful and fuzzy emperor, no matter big or small, he has boundless energy to study and understand.

Zhu Biao showed Zhang Yi's book to him, and the school also sent samples over.

He glanced at Song Lian suspiciously. What does this mean?
Song Lian told the emperor what Zhang Yi said.

他 说:

"Your Majesty, this son of the Zhang family has both ability and political integrity, and it's rare that he has the feelings of family and country!

The minister has a heart of loving talents, and can't bear him to waste time in the Taoist school!
The minister suggested that His Majesty grant him to take off the Taoist scriptures and enter the palace to accompany the prince to study!
This son will definitely be a talented person who can assist the prince in governing the world in the future! "

"This kid is more concerned about bridging the North and the South than I am..."

Zhu Yuanzhang thought to himself that the book was published by his own bookstore, but he didn't understand the meaning behind Zhang Yi.

This kid has a heart.

While Lao Zhu was moved, he also had a headache for Song Lian's recommendation.

Xu Cunren had done the matter of pushing Zhang Yi in front of him, and so had Liu Bowen.

But Song Lian went too far.

He didn't believe that Zhang Yi would take the initiative to become an official, so Song Lian's recommendation of Zhang Yi must have been without the child's consent.

Recommend, recommend a fart?
Lao Zhu decided to bite back.

(End of this chapter)