Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1260: Where Did the People Go?

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Changping County is cold and windy at night.

There are guards everywhere here, and the lights are all extinguished at night, like a dead city.

In this deathly county town, the imperial guards have a post every three steps and a post every five steps.

Whenever someone interrogates, Xiao Jing stepped forward, gave a token, and with a look of fear towards the instant noodles, stepped back.

The factory guard is doing business, idlers don't ask.

After all, Emperor Hongzhi got into the carriage, sat in the carriage, looked at the dark place, and couldn't help saying to Fang Jifan in the carriage: "It's strange to say, it's dead here."

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "Your Majesty, chickens and dogs hear each other. Look, isn't it true that there are cocks crowing and dogs barking here?"

Emperor Hongzhi put on a tiger face: "Stop talking nonsense."

He looked out of the car window and ordered: "Go and tell Xiao Jing to leave the county."

When the carriage arrived at the east gate of the county, someone immediately took Xiao Jing's badge and went to negotiate.

How dare the guards of the city gate be negligent, knowing that the factory guards had something to do to leave the city, they quickly opened a corner of the city gate to let Emperor Hongzhi's carriage and dozens of guards go out.

Emperor Hongzhi was a little tired, and took a nap in the carriage. After he fell asleep, when he got up, he couldn't help coughing: "When is it?"

Fang Jifan was sleeping soundly on the small sofa beside him, snoring.

But Xiao Jing who was outside heard the truth, knocked on the door of the carriage, and said outside: "Your Majesty, it's Maoshi."

Emperor Hongzhi opened the curtain of the car, and a ray of sunlight shone in.

Fang Jifan felt his eyes prick, and hurriedly rubbed them with his hands.

So Fang Jifan began to grit his teeth, and cursed in a half-dream, "Dog-like thing..."

"Ji Fan."

Fang Jifan opened his eyes and looked at Emperor Hongzhi. The murderous look on his face turned into tenderness. He smiled: "Ah, Your Majesty, you are awake."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "This sentence should be said by me."

Fang Jifan was at a loss for words. When he just woke up, his brain hadn't turned on yet, so he was a little dazed.

Emperor Hongzhi ignored Fang Jifan: "Xiao Banban, where are you now?"

"It's fifteen miles out of the city, and there is snow on the road, so I dare not walk fast."

Emperor Hongzhi frowned: "Don't you see the village?"

Xiao Jing hesitated.

"say."

Xiao Jing said: "Passing by two villages, I saw that there were no people."

"How is this possible? This is Changping."

"Or, Your Majesty, we just passed a village."

"Let's go and have a look."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded.

Ever since he came to Changping, he felt uncomfortable all over, and he didn't know why.

The carriage moved again, and after a while, the sound of reading could be heard from a distance.

The sound of reading is very cordial.

Emperor Hongzhi's heart moved, he stopped the carriage, and got out of the carriage with Fang Jifan.

This is a village entrance.

The snow has stopped, and the snow has covered the path in front of the village, but at this time, there are still not many people.

Emperor Hongzhi led people into the village, and there was a school in the village. In the school, an old Confucian student was teaching the children to read.

Emperor Hongzhi felt warm in his heart.

Looking at these children, Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but get excited.

The Confucian students in the dormitory seemed to have seen someone coming.

So, he put down his ruler, walked out, and looked at Emperor Hongzhi and the others hesitantly: "Who... are you looking for?"

Emperor Hongzhi stepped forward: "Dare to ask Gao's name."

"My surname is Lu, Lu Wenli."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "My humble Zhu Dashou."

"Zhu Dashou." The old Confucian scholar shook his head, "This name is indecent and vulgar."

Emperor Hongzhi twitched his face, and then smiled: "Vulgarity is elegance."

"It makes sense." Lu Wenli's eyes lit up: "Dare to ask you..."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Passing by here, I want to take a rest, but there are no people here."

Lu Wenli stroked his beard and smiled: "This is the land of Wenchang. Don't you know that the emperor has come to Changping? The Son of Heaven is well educated, and he came here to pursue the Dao. You have also heard of Mr. Mao Ji Mao of Dayang Mountain. "

Speaking of Mr. Mao Ji, the old Confucian scholar’s ​​eyes shone brightly: “Mr. Mao Ji has peaches and plums all over the world, enlightening the world, Neo-Confucianism started from him, the phoenix nirvana, born from death, today’s son will come, so as not to save the emperor Contaminated with vulgarity, the county magistrate has long ordered that there should be no common people within a radius of twenty miles."

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

Fang Jifan couldn't help but want to give his thumbs up. This county magistrate is really admirable.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned: "Where are the common people?"

Lu Wenli said: "I don't know. If you think about it, someone has already settled it. The people from the county at that time came in a hurry."

Emperor Hongzhi was silent.

But Lu Wenli said: "I think you can come and go here freely. If you want to come, you are also going to visit Mr. Mao Ji's scholars in Dayang Mountain. Since you are passing by here, you are friends. Do you see that house? In that big house, people live It was Mr. Zhao, a prominent local family, Mr. Zhao is a gentry, heir to the family of poems and books, the best refined scholar, let's go, I will let the children go to school first, and I will lead you to visit."

Lu Wenli actually seemed very interested.

He explained to Emperor Hongzhi

: "Since Mr. Mao Ji came to Changping, the gentry and scholars here have been influenced by him. Master Zhao once visited Mr. Mao Ji, and Mr. Mao Ji praised him very much. Master Zhao is also regarded as Mr. Mao Ji now. After returning home, he opened this school, recruited some students to study, and donated three hundred taels of silver to the county, and talked about the benefits of Mr. Mao Ji all the time."

He helped his own Lun scarf, looking very proud.

A group of people entered the mansion, Emperor Hongzhi looked around, saw that there were still servants here, and said: "Aren't these people also ordinary people?"

"It's different." Lu Wenli smiled.

Emperor Hongzhi stayed outside for a while, and someone took his name and entered. After a while, Menzi invited them in.

Entering the three-fold house, one can see that there are quite a few people in the house, most of them are servants, and it seems a bit overcrowded.

Emperor Hongzhi was thoughtful, but Fang Jifan said: "Could it be that there are no ordinary people in this place, so these ordinary people can only be spared by entering the Zhao family as slaves."

Lu Wenli did not deny it, but sighed, and said enviously: "The so-called family of good deeds must have celebrations; Mr. Zhao usually does good deeds and spreads righteousness. Now, isn't it luck?"

Emperor Hongzhi's face was gloomy.

What must have Yu Qing.

This clearly shows that the government wants to drive people away, but if they want to stay in their hometown, they have no choice but to commit themselves to the family of this person surnamed Zhao.

Just thinking about it, someone came out quickly: "It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar."

The person who came out was a man with a big belly and a rufous scarf.

He stepped forward quickly and took a look at Emperor Hongzhi and Fang Jifan. The two of them, the old and the young, were quite dignified. In fact, in this era, people can be distinguished by their appearance.

For example, although Emperor Hongzhi was pale and had a bad complexion, he was obviously a nobleman. As for Fang Jifan's thin skin, tender flesh, and fair complexion, he must be a young man.

As for the ordinary people, their complexion is like the bark of an old elm tree, with dark complexion and rough complexion. Many young people may also be prematurely aging and look old.

"My lord, Zhao Yi, come, come, please come in."

Emperor Hongzhi was invited to sit down.

Zhao Yi sized up Emperor Hongzhi: "Brother, are you going to visit my teacher?"

Emperor Hongzhi's face twitched, but he still said: "I just want to see."

"This is great." Zhao Yi said with emotion: "Listen to your accent, you seem to be from the capital. Although Changping is also under the foot of the emperor, the accent is still different. Thinking about it, you came here for the name, but... now I'm afraid It's too late, the emperor has already arrived in the county, and he must visit the thatched cottage three times to pay a visit to my teacher, haha, I'm afraid that he will have the chance to pay his respects only after the emperor has left."

Zhao Yi seemed very enthusiastic and ordered tea to be served.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "I heard that Changping has become a place of rites and music. I just came along the way, but I saw few people."

Zhao Yi smiled: "This... everyone in the capital is saying that Mr. Mao Ji is a sage who is rare in a hundred years. Since he is a sage, he is trembling when he sees it. .”

"But if everyone left, wouldn't this county be empty?"

Zhao Yi was happy, and he glanced at Lu Wenli.

Lu Wenli also smiled at him.

Lu Wenli said: "I don't want to hide it from you, sir. In fact...these people are just requisitioned."

"Expropriation?" Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi said: "The county wants to control the river. As gentry, why don't we donate money to support it? Besides, we are all under the sage's sect, so everyone has money to contribute money and is able to contribute. We donated money and food. People, of course you have to contribute, don't you?"

Emperor Hongzhi's face softened a little.

At least, that's a reason.

Every winter is the time for the common people to serve corvee. Although Baoding chief envoy has adopted the method of substituting taxes for labor, other places, as usual, still require the common people to serve.

This makes sense.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "No wonder there is no one on this road."

Zhao Yi said with a smile: "Let's not talk about those grassroots, since Mr. Zhu is here, let's have a light meal here. Oh, Mr. Zhu is from Beijing. A few days ago, someone spread the news. It is said... We in Changping are going to build a railway, does Mr. Zhu know about this?"

Emperor Hongzhi looked surprised, and he looked at Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "How do we know, maybe... there are."

Zhao Yi said with a smile: "Our Changping, usually no one pays attention to it, but this time, His Royal Highness came to Changping Guards to train troops, and suddenly, he said that he would build a railway. After that, His Majesty actually came to visit us in person. , It's really strange."

Lu Wenli on the side said: "I heard that Mr. Mao Ji has some criticisms about the road construction."

Zhao Yi nodded and took a sip of tea: "Yes, the people are suffering a lot. Once the road is built, it will inevitably disturb the people. At that time, I don't know how much land will be expropriated, and what troubles will be caused. The people, the first thing to do is It is to educate, otherwise, it is to harm them."

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