General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 123 Go Together!Thieves!
Within a few days, earth-shaking changes had taken place in the capital.

Shidetang, Rongyutang, Lianhuitang, and Shu Zaiyang's four major bookstores and printing workshops work almost day and night.

Several major dyeing workshops of Yuan's garment workshop.

Even Yichuntang, Daguanzhai and several jade and antique shops seem to be rushing to work like crazy, so that the red cloth and jade in stock have almost doubled, and the printing, printing and dyeing craftsmen's wages have also risen. The point of grabbing people.

But in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, listening to Zhang Juzheng's description, Ning Jue's mouth almost hit the ground.

Put a flyer, is this just a newspaper?
What is going on with this newspaper?Why have you never heard of it in history?

Zhang Juzheng's answer to Ning Jue's various questions was only two words.

--crazy.

"Brother Ning, this is really unheard of."

After a moment of silence, Ning Jue couldn't help but speak.

"No, uncle, you should be lucky."

Zhang Juzheng laughed dumbfounded: "Brother Ning, what time is this, are you still joking?"

"This is not a joke." Ning Jue blew lightly on the tea bowl in front of him, causing ripples in the tea soup.

"Where there is no wind, there is no wave. Some things are just magnified, but it doesn't mean he doesn't exist."

"The kingdom has been in existence for 50 and [-] years, and the set of rules set by Emperor Taizu is no longer feasible, but it is still a few steps away from the end of life."

"The common people have resentment in their hearts, and hate that the new law is too slow, and the scholars... feel that the court is too aggressive, and reform is difficult."

Zhang Juzheng was startled when he heard the words.

"Brother Ning, what do you mean we acted too hastily?"

"No." Ning Jue said resolutely: "It's really too late to reform when it's too late."

"Walk to the water poor, sit and watch the clouds rise, there is no better way, but Shu Da can teach the prince to pay attention to all walks of life in the capital in recent days, there should be unexpected joy."

Zhang Juzheng frowned and said: "But we can't let them continue to make trouble, if the reforms cause chaos in the world and the people live in dire straits, wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse?"

"Uncle, have you ever thought about a possibility... There has never been a perfect law in the world, there was no such thing in the past, and there will never be one now or in the future."

Zhang Juzheng opened his mouth to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he froze in place.

Because all along, what Zhang Juzheng firmly believed was that he was stepping out a broad road of eternal peace for the common people in the world.

The turmoil in the capital was not a problem of the road, but that they themselves went in the wrong direction.

But now Ning Jue told him that this "bangzhuang avenue" originally looked like this bird.

Zhang Juzheng's expression gradually changed from bewildered to astonished.

"Brother Ning, eternal peace...it can't be this kind of peace."

"There will be no true eternal peace in the world. If a generation tries its best, if there are no successors, it will only be the peace of the fifth or sixth generation."

"The peace of the fifth and sixth generations should not be to make the people crazy!"

"This is not madness. At least the problem of Ming Dynasty has been solved! Those tenants who have no land can go to the bookstore to print books, and they can go to the dyehouse to dye cloth! They don't have to farm. They can still live without land. There is an extra road, even if It is better to be covered with thorns than to have no such road!"

Zhang Juzheng stood up somewhat unacceptably, and walked a few steps in the cell.

"The people are too tired, but they can be well-off. Zhang thinks that the reform of my Ming Dynasty must at least..."

Ning Jue's words seemed like a basin of cold water had been poured on Zhang Juzheng's head.

"The top priority is to let the people who are about to starve to death live first."

Throughout the ages, the more reformers are, the more hard-hearted they are.

When their aspirations are unfulfilled, they are all well-deserved idealists, and in the process of practicing their ideals, they will eventually be pulled down by the gravity of realism and smashed to the ground.

If you don't regard everything as a straw dog, great things are hard to achieve.

When Zhang Juzheng left the Ministry of Punishment, Ning Jue finally couldn't help reminding him.

"Uncle, the whale waves and the waves, whether you are in the court or not."

A spring rain swept across Zhili, and the tenant farmers in the fields could finally catch their breath and not have to bother to water the fields.

No one in the six departments and nine ministers paid attention to the spring rain, and no one reported auspiciousness.

In Qingning Palace, the sound of Gao Gong echoed in the palace.

"...The lunar eclipse of Zijiang and printing craftsmen in Jingshi's bookstore is nearly eight qian, apprentices also have two qian, yuan's clothing and other dyeing workshops have seven qian, and apprentices collect seven hundred and jade stones from all over the world. The tax imposed by various subjects in the capital has increased by more than four times compared with the previous month, and the number of refugees in Beijing has also increased."

Gao Gong, who was still yelling at these people before, his attitude has turned upside down at this moment.

"Your Highness, from this point of view, this matter is not that terrible."

Zhu Zaiyu was puzzled and asked: "The people live in peace, why did the number of refugees in the capital increase?"

Gao Gong cupped his hands and said: "The Zhili refugees are naturally several times larger than the capital. Hearing that the capital has work, the refugees from Zhili's prefectures will naturally come here."

Zhu Zaishun nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Zhang Juzheng.

"Why didn't Mr. Zhang say a word?"

Zhang Juzheng took out a stack of leaflets from his pocket.

"Your Highness, the business of this dyeing workshop and bookstore is booming, but the movement of scholars and people in the capital is likely to become more and more troublesome."

Zhu Zaishun accepted the flyer handed over by Zhang Juzheng, but his expression sank.

These leaflets were obviously not promoted by the Tao family.

More is to dismantle the similarities and differences between the new law and the old law in detail. The gentlemen of the newspapers in the capital also directly performed the function of interpreting the government.

It's just that this interpretation is obviously different from Zhang Juzheng's initial expectation.

"If the new method is implemented, there will be rice in every jar in the world, and meat in every meal will only be available within ten months."

"..."

"If the old law is abolished, the country will not be a country, there will be no loyal ministers in the court, no dutiful sons in the family, the rooster will keep up the morning, and the chaos of the world will not be far away."

"..."

After only reading two editions, Zhu Zaiyu was stunned.

Let alone the common people.

Even if Zhu Zaiyu knew what was going on, he was moved by the content of the leaflet, and even felt that what was said on both sides made sense.

Unfortunately, both sides have a common shortcoming.

That is, these analyzes have nothing to do with Daming's reform.

Obviously, those who printed these leaflets were not concerned with what is the old law and what is the new law.

They're just making up stories so that everyone can find a story they want to hear and find like-minded people and spend their money in their store.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm afraid this momentum is a bit wrong. Shouldn't these singing newspapers take care of it?"

Zhang Juzheng brought up a stack of memorabilia from the impeachment and newspaper office.

"Your Highness, these are the playbooks of the impeachment newspaper."

"Mr. Zhang, you mean to copy some seals first?" Zhu Zaixun raised his eyebrows, but Gao Gong stood up first.

"Your Highness Qi Zou, I don't agree with you." After finishing speaking, Gao Gong pointed to the playbook in Zhang Juzheng's hand and said, "Uncle, scholars don't need others to sing newspapers, and those who can listen to them are all ordinary people." Common people, if you copy it rashly, the old party is bound to grow, and we are afraid that our troubles will be in vain."

"According to what I see, just let it go, the court only needs to do the court's affairs well."

Zhang Juzheng hesitated to speak, because Zhang Juzheng sensed something was wrong but couldn't say it, so he had to second the proposal.

A piece of jade pendant is indeed more valuable than a piece of red cloth.

But scholars are limited after all, and the scholars in the capital only account for a small part of the population of the capital.

How much does Yupei only make?

After seeing Wang Shaofu hoarding red cloth and earning a lot of money, the voice in the city changed overnight, and almost all the leaflets stood on the side of the new party.

So much so that during the day, children spread out in the street, and in less than three days, almost all the people in the city were wrapped in red scarves.

The cub hiding in the world finally realized that only relying on the common people can absorb enough nutrients, and Daming's contradictions that had accumulated for a hundred years gave this cub a hard push in the back.

This small red scarf became the first product in Daming whose total sales exceeded one million in three days.

"Neighbors! Those dog officials want us to be their slaves and handmaids for generations to come!"

A newspaper singer went into battle shirtless, standing in the tea shed, weeping and crying.

"Today's new law is not for you or me, we just want to fight for a way out for our children and grandchildren!"

"How can the treacherous ministers in the court cause trouble, prince! Are you still in the palace! Are you still my heir apparent!"

Obviously, the new party is no longer limited to ordinary civilians.

Some Xinke Jinshi in the DPRK also joined in because they knew about it.

The people are really suffering.

The more and more frequent leaflets have resonated in their hearts. They believe that the new law is their way to bring peace to all generations.

"Neighbors! Listen to me! Listen to me!" A scholar wearing a Confucian crown jumped onto the table and shouted loudly: "I am also from Zhejiang! I know what the Tao family did in Zhejiang! He Tao The father and son are hypocrites and loyal! I, Zhejiang people, can't wait to eat meat!"

"I know where Tao Dalin's family is! I am not afraid of death, and I am willing to eliminate this great harm for the court! But there are still people who are not afraid of death and go with me?!"

The crowd in the newspaper hall echoed.

"Go together! Eliminate thieves!"

The original mountain call gradually converged into one word.

kill!

Half an hour later, under the leadership of several scholars.

I don't know how many people wrapped in red scarves appeared outside the door of Tao's house. Even the doorman of Tao's house put on the red scarf and blended in with the crowd after seeing the people wrapped in red scarves outside.

"Old Bandit Tao's coffin is here!"

As soon as these words came out, the people who rushed into Tao's house at a loss seemed to have found their way.

They swarmed away directly, dismantling Tao Shixian's coffin without even a single sawdust remaining.

"Where is Tao Dalin?! Where is Tao Dalin?!"

The angry scholar grabbed a servant of the Tao family.

This time, even the servants of the Tao family had some experience, and there was hardly any cover.

"My eldest young master went to a classmate's house to meet guests, but he hasn't returned home yet."

"Which classmate?!"

The scholar's eyes were already red, and he roared sharply.

"Zhu...Zhu Dashou."

"Who knows where Zhu's capital is?!"

"I know the way!"

A group of people shouted "Eliminate Thieves" and went straight to Zhu's house.

It's just that not long after this group of people left, Tao Dalin, who had just returned from Zhu's house, saw the door of his house lying on the ground, and Tao Dalin even slapped himself in disbelief.

Tao Dalin walked into the middle hall in a daze, but what he entered was the messy hall where there was only a chieftain's funeral wreath and the coffin that had disappeared long ago. Tao Dalin's eyes turned red instantly.

"You bastards, don't you even look down on your family?! Where's my father?!"

Tao Dalin casually picked up a servant who had been knocked to the ground and snapped angrily, "Where's my father?!"

"Master... Master..."

"Where is my father taken? Tell me! Tell me!"

Tao Dalin roared almost hysterically.

But the servant said in a low voice tremblingly: "This place is full of masters..."

(End of this chapter)