Chapter 207: Annual Ceremony (1)

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Zhu Gaochi's question has two cores.

First, how much power do overseas vassal kings have?

Especially now that it is wartime, the Burmese puppet king is supported to establish a new dynasty, but this is only in terms of slogans and civil governance, and military power must definitely be in the hands of the Ming Dynasty. Once the war started, the situation was complicated, and everything about the army in Burma

Reporting to the center is impossible.

And once there is a vassal king in Myanmar, can he have the power to make temporary decisions?

Furthermore, you must know that the troops fighting in Myanmar at this time are immigrants with a strong military nature. In the future, these soldiers and their families will all settle down in Myanmar. By then, the power of the vassal king will be too great.

, is it in line with the interests of Ming Dynasty?

The second point is the government operation of the new Burmese dynasty and the financial exploitation of Burma by the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yunxi pondered for a moment, "I have said it a long time ago! In the future, Myanmar cannot have only one vassal king!" After saying that, he thought again, "But you reminded me that the vassal king is the vassal king, but the civil and military affairs are not the same.

....After the wedding of Prince Baoan, I plan to elect someone to be the governor of Burma and follow the example of Goryeo!"

"Your Majesty!" Zhu Yunxi said this, and Zhu Gaochi understood.

The empire wants to fight out, but it will not hand over all the conquered areas to the clan and royal family in vain. The imperial court needs the clan and royal family to charge forward, but it must also firmly control these territories.

"As for you talking about sending officials to North Korea and Burma!" Zhu Yunxi said thoughtfully, "But you have thought of it together with me! Especially the promotion of Chinese culture, there is no need to delay!"

In his vision, not only Burma, but also wherever the Ming Dynasty passed in the future, everyone must learn to write Chinese characters, and it is the only officially designated language and script.

History has proven this!

This is the most effective way to integrate other ethnic groups or even conquer unfamiliar lands.

For example, a text he learned in middle school, the last class.

More like the later shaving of hair and changing clothes, cultural invasion is for future recognition, and complete ideological conquest. Turn you into me, make me exactly like you.

It seems that this integration process seems to be very long, but if you think about it carefully, it only takes more than ten years for a large number of children who have Chineseized novels, written Chinese characters and performed Chinese rituals to grow up. You say that they are not from the Ming Dynasty, but they themselves are not willing!

"I'm afraid not many people are willing to go to the barbarian land of Burma!" Zhu Gaochi said solemnly, "At this juncture, the New Deal is coming, which has already offended the gentry and scholars. If we send people to that place again, I'm afraid it will arouse public outrage.

ah!"

"Ha!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "Don't worry, there will be many people willing to go in the near future!"

His smile shocked Zhu Gaochi.

As the saying goes, life or death is unpredictable with a smile. Is someone else going to be unlucky?

"Who wants to go?" Zhu Gaochi asked.

"Those who were originally going to be beheaded, but I am very tolerant and give them another chance!" Zhu Yunxi took a sip of tea with a murderous look on his face.

"You must be more tolerant, I am the fucking Tathagata Buddha!" ​​Zhu Gaochi cursed in his heart.

"Criminal officials who took bribes, petty officials who enriched their own pockets, and businessmen who evaded taxes!" Zhu Yunxi seemed to be talking to himself, "There were plenty of them in the Ming Dynasty!" He said and smiled, "Actually, apart from being bad, these people are bad.

There’s nothing wrong with them! To be fair, each one has a better head than the other, and one is smarter than the other. Sparing their lives and sending them to Burma and other places can be regarded as making the best use of them!”

Suddenly, Zhu Gaochi shivered.

Because something suddenly occurred to him, Li Zhi had just returned to Beijing, and the next step was to start attacking various places in the south.

By the time......

"What are you thinking about?" Zhu Yunxi asked with blazing eyes.

"My lord..." Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes, "Listening to what you said, I remembered something!"

Zhu Yunxi said with great interest, "But it doesn't matter!"

"Li Shilang has caused such a big commotion in the northern provinces. One of them, Shandong Province, has revoked the merits of hundreds of students and not allowed them to take the exam again!" Zhu Gaochi's eyes rolled around, "Students are precious! Wouldn't it be unfair to let them become farmers?

?”

"Ha!" Zhu Yunxi smiled.

"Since the emperor is willing to give other people a chance, these people are also my subjects of the Ming Dynasty!" Zhu Gaochi added, "What's more, the implementation of Han law will take a long time and cannot be done in one day, let alone three or five people."

"Then these people can also go?" Zhu Gaochi said, his eyes shining, "Those students who have boycotted the exams are probably full of regrets now. The court can just issue a notice, for example, recruiting people to go to Burma to help with military affairs.

, Those who have been exempted from their honors will be restored to their honors in three to five years and allowed to take part in the imperial examination, so why don't they break their heads and grab it?"

"After three to five years, the country of Burma has been pacified. At that time, the imperial court will actually grant official positions. If you do well, you can be transferred back to the Central Plains and promoted to the title. At that time, will they come back in a fuss or will they still be willing to work there?

official?"

"One more thing, the unscrupulous businessmen you mentioned, Your Majesty... I feel that there is no need to confiscate all the wealth of these people. I allow them to take some to Burma and resume their old business. By then, the civil affairs, commercial taxes, and taxes will all be in the hands of my Ming Dynasty.

Achieve multiple things with one stone!"

"Ha!" Zhu Yunxi smiled again and put down the tea bowl, "You are so bad!"

"Haha!" Zhu Gaochi smiled honestly, but said in his heart, "Both each other! You are not a good bird either!"

"That's it!" Zhu Yunxi stood up and patted Zhu Gaochi on the shoulder, "We will leave in half a month!" He said with a frown, "Take good care of your body in these half months, don't be careless day by day, always thinking

About that!"

"Since you came in, I have been thinking about it!" Zhu Gaochi frowned and said, "What is that thing you are talking about?"

"Hey! I'm speechless for you!" Zhu Yunxi shook his head and walked out.

Zhu Gaochi stood up to see him off, but he said in his heart, "I'm speechless to you! You idiot!"

At this time, he suddenly saw Zhu Yunxi's figure paused.

Zhu Gaochi was startled, "I didn't curse out loud!"

"Since you're almost healed and it's okay to keep you at home, you might as well go out for a walk with me!" Zhu Yunxi turned around and said with a smile.

"Now..." Zhu Gaochi felt a lot of reluctance in his heart and forced a smile, "I would like to advise you, the incident just happened not long ago, it is best for you to stay out less, in case something happens..."

"Are you going or not?" Zhu Yunxi looked unkind.

"Where to go?"

"Well! Let's listen to the opera!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "I heard that a theater troupe came to Beijing recently, specializing in singing folk tunes. Let's go and listen!"

Suddenly, Zhu Gaochi was startled and became vigilant!

~

Fu Tiaoxi is actually the Huangmei Opera in later generations.

To be precise, it is the predecessor of Huangmei Opera, but Huangmei Opera truly matured and was called Huangmei Opera in the late Ming Dynasty in its original time and space.

The reason why it is called Fu Tiao Xi is an honorific title. Because this kind of opera originated from the Zhili generation, which is the hometown of the emperors and founding heroes of the Ming Dynasty.

And those talented people who founded the country did not understand the dramas of other regions at all, which is why the dramas in the capital have become more and more prosperous in recent years.

In front of them were countless plainclothes guards, surrounded by muscular guards with bulging waists, and there were even more people behind the scenes.

Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi rode a carriage and stopped in front of a theater called Sanxiban on the Qinhuai River.

It was clearly not yet evening, but the opera troupe in Kenouda was already full of guests.

The emperor's feet have always been the most comfortable place.

Deng Ping limped to the door and looked around cautiously. After the spy signaled that it was safe, he gave a look behind him and asked someone to open the car door.

Now the emperor's carriage has also been modified. It looks like wood from the outside, but inside it is made of two layers of wood with a layer of iron sandwiched between them. Unless a bed crossbow is used, ordinary crossbow arrows are difficult to break through.

"Who are you?" The boy from the theater troupe came out enthusiastically, nodding and bowing and asked.

"Reserve the venue!" Deng Ping said coldly.

"Ah?" The young man suddenly became dumbfounded and said with a wry smile, "Sir, we have guests here... now!"

"Kick him away!" Deng Ping said coldly.

"There's no such rule!" The waiter knew that he couldn't afford to offend the person in front of him, so he stayed with him carefully, "Why don't I prepare a private room on the second floor for you..."

"Then take the second floor!" Deng Ping said.

The little guy was stunned instantly. Someone had already made a reservation on the second floor! He couldn't afford to offend the person who made the reservation!

At this moment, the carriage shook, and Zhu Gaochi got down with difficulty, then patted his belly.

Zhu Yunxi followed closely behind, holding a yellow heater in his hand.

"Master, this way!" Deng Ping stepped forward and said.

"Yes!" Zhu Yunxi nodded and walked inside.

"Guys!" the boy said hurriedly, "It's the second floor, but the money is..."

Zhu Yunxi pointed at Zhu Gaochi next to him and said, "Ask him for money!"

"I..." Zhu Gaochi was stunned and subconsciously touched his waist, "I never take money with me when I go out!"

"Why are you here without money?" Zhu Yunxi said without looking back.

"You fucking asked me to come!" Zhu Gaochi cursed in his heart and looked at the waiter, "How much does it cost?"


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