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Chapter 93 All because of Lu Yan (3)

 Gongyang Xu closed his mouth.

Zhu Chong laughed lightly.

He stood up, held his hands behind his back, and walked slowly around the hall.

"The people who really benefited from Dayin's founding of the country were the martial arts families."

Zhu Chong looked at Bai Changkong and said calmly: "Master Bai is very knowledgeable. There are some things that don't need to be explained in detail. Many of Dayin's martial arts families have a long history, such as..."

After a slight pause, Zhu Chong said softly: "For example, the family history of the Lu family in Jingyang can be traced back to more than a dozen dynasties before Dayin. It goes without saying that these families are powerful."

The Wu Xun clan.

A martial arts clan like the Jingyang Lu family.

Dynasties were perishing one after another, but these martial lords relied on their peerless force, huge territories, countless private soldiers, and huge wealth accumulated from generation to generation, and the country and the country were shaken by wind and rain, but they could not be harmed in the slightest.

In many cases, the demise of some dynasties was caused by these martial arts clans.

Every time a dynasty falls and a new dynasty is established, it is a gluttonous feast for these powerful families.

Just like today's Dayin, the Jingyang Lu family behind the Laiguo Duke's mansion has an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, and tens of billions of people under its rule. The annual tax revenue is like gold and silver, and it is stuffed into the treasury.

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The huge Laiguo Duke's Mansion was just a signboard launched by the Lu family in Jingyang and placed in the Haojing court hall.

The Duke of Lai is indeed rich and powerful, but the real behemoth is the Lu family of Jingyang, who is entrenched in the territory, not showing off the mountains, not showing water, and focusing on enjoying the boundless wealth.

"They have land, and their territory spans tens of thousands of miles; they have people, countless slaves and maids, countless private soldiers, and hundreds of thousands of descendants; they have money, mines, pastures, trillions of acres of farmland, and

The Chamber of Commerce travels all over the world."

Zhu Chong suddenly stood still, pointed his finger at the ground and said loudly: "But, those are honorable men."

"Most of our cultural and educational students come from the grassroots and are common people. Our cultural and educational sages told them that if you are eager to learn, you will be able to make progress, and if you are motivated, you will be prosperous, and if you are prosperous, you will be rich!"

"We also tell our disciples and students that reading is the shortcut to reaching the sky. As long as you study the cultural and educational classics with your heart, you can learn about the world, and you can gain fame and wealth at your fingertips."

Zhu Chongdao said: "It has been three hundred years since the rise of our culture and education in Dayin. Three hundred years ago, we, the Zhu family, the Gongyang family, the Linghu family, etc., we are respected as the 'family of saints',"

Let’s not talk about the Yasheng family’s big family.”

"Those of our disciples, those disciples who are loyal to culture and religion, in three hundred years, they will get married and have children, and they will spread their branches. Many of them have grown from a family of three or five to hundreds.

, a wealthy family with thousands of people.”

Zhu Chong shouted loudly without any concealment: "So many of these people are our disciples of culture and education, our loyal supporters, and they are the basis for us to be able to gain a foothold in the court and control the government."

"So, they want good food, delicacies from mountains and seas, and old wine."

"So, they need to wear good clothes, silk and satin, and gold hairpins and jade pendants."

"So, they want a good place to live, a mansion, a compound, and a lush garden."

"So, they want good seats, rare horses, and four-wheeled carriages."

"So, they want to play well, they want beautiful wives and concubines, and they want handsome boys and pretty maids."

"So, even if they die, they still want to be buried with splendor, they have to choose a geomantic treasure place, they have to build an underground palace tomb, and they have to be buried with all kinds of gold, silver, pearls and jade. Even the coffin... my colleagues used a one-foot-two-inch board of golden nanmu.

"How dare you use nine-inch-thick ash for a coffin with three layers inside and outside?"

Zhu Chong stood in front of Bai Changkong and said with a smile: "All of the above require money! So."

Cui Wuhan, the Minister of Household Affairs, who was as fair and moist as a glutinous rice dumpling and looked harmless to humans and animals, said quietly: "So, during the disaster relief, all the money, grain, medicinal materials, and even the money for rebuilding the city and houses

Bricks, tiles, timber, and other supplies, totaling eight billion guan, and two billion dan of grain, were not used on the victims. We spent them all."

Cui Wuhan said with a smile: "At that time, the young emperor ascended the throne. The emperor was only seven years old and he didn't understand anything. The empress dowager hung the curtain and saw a woman in the palace who didn't understand anything. The general was busy trying to win people's hearts.

, a butcher who kills dogs, what does he know?"

Shaking his head, Cui Wuhan said leisurely: "As for those martial artists, they don't even care about the life and death of a group of ordinary people."

Cui Wuhan clapped his hands and smiled brightly: "Everything has been resolved. Except for some scapegoats who are destined to die, the whole thing has been handled properly and without leakage."

Zhu Chong looked at Bai Changkong with a smile: "Mr. Bai, ask about the location of Anping Prefecture."

Shaking his head, Zhu Chong said calmly: "The land in Anping Prefecture is now all ours. The Zhu family, the Gongyang family, the Linghu family, the Zhuge family, the Wang family, the Cui family... well, that's basically what the people call it.

, our six cultural and educational saints, nineteen sages and sixty-three reached every family, and we occupied all the land in Anping Prefecture."

He stared at Bai Changkong: "The people in Anping Prefecture are now our people. The natives of Anping Prefecture who survived the natural disaster are now all landless people. They are farming and working for us.

."

"Their children are used as cattle and horses for us; their women are allowed to be played with by our favor."

Da Sikou Gongyang Xu said calmly: "The entire Anping Prefecture is surrounded by mountains, and there are only three or five passages leading to the outside world. Over the years, we have renovated it into a golden soup city, and not a trace of wind can leak out."

Zhu Chong smiled and said: "That's why we said, is it the clan? Is it the nobles? Is it the princes? Or, is it those two people? Do they want to do something to us? Apart from them, just those mud-legged people in Anping Prefecture, they

Can you make such a big fuss?"

Waving his hand, Zhu Chong said with a smile: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Zhu Chong extended his hand to Bai Changkong: "I have the final say and can give the Bai family a sacred place in Anping Prefecture. Today in the court, Master Bai gave a signal, and so many disciples came out enthusiastically. Master Bai can be said to be,

He has gained the essence of our culture and education.”

Bai Changkong looked at Zhu Chong's hand, and he knew that this was Zhu Chong's kindness.

The performance of his disciples at the meeting today made Zhu Chong believe that he was qualified to go from being a superficial signboard of Wenjiao to becoming an insider at the core of Wenjiao.

‘Six Saints, Nineteen Sages and Sixty-three Da’!

Is Bai Changkong finally qualified to step into the inner circle of culture and education?

Rejoice!

Bai Changkong stretched out his hand and held Zhu Chong's hand: "I see, it's as it should be. I want the official position of the Imperial Academy Commander."

Bai Changkong has always held the title of deputy director of the Imperial Academy.

Bai Changkong had long wanted to move this word "vice" away.

Zhu Chong tightened Bai Changkong's hand, hesitated for a while, and nodded: "It's not easy, but I should try it."

The two shook hands vigorously and then let go at the same time.

Bai Changkong looked at Zhu Chong. Of course he knew what Zhu Chong meant by 'it's not easy to handle'.

The huge Dayin, the huge court, various ministries and yamen, various places and cities, from the army to civil affairs, from administration to money and food, there are places that the officials of culture and education cannot put their hands on.

One is Taishitai, which is the hereditary territory of Taishi Ling Lu Buya.

Historians, this is not someone to be trifled with. They are in their own school. Although culture and education have included "history" in the culture and education system, everyone knows that historians are historians and they have absolutely nothing to do with other schools of thought.

If you want to intervene, you should be prepared to be infamy for thousands of years. Therefore, at least at this stage, cultural education does not have the confidence to intervene in Taishitai.

One is the Imperial College.

The Imperial College is an institution that recruits talented people from all over the world and teaches them. It is an institution that recruits talents for the country.

It stands to reason that the Imperial College is the territory of culture and education, but the current head of the Imperial College in Dayin is a weirdo and an alien that no one can afford to offend.

The old guy is no longer in Haojing and has been wandering around for nearly ten years. Bai Changkong has also been forced to be the deputy mountain chief for nearly ten years.

Thinking of that scary old guy, Zhu Chong also felt a bit toothache.

It is really difficult to handle, but since Bai Changkong has made a request, Zhu Chong is also determined to truly accept Bai Changkong into the small circle of culture and education. As he said, Bai Changkong has shown enough power in today's meeting.

Among the lower-level officials in the court, Bai Changkong has a terrible say.

Gentlemen of culture and education, you are reasonable. Bai Changkong, you have many disciples and countless party members, so you are qualified to be the one to cut the cake.

Bai Changkong's first requirement for joining the group, culture and education, must be worked hard to help him achieve it.

Zhu Chong felt a little annoyed.

Bai Changkong's wish would be very troublesome to implement.

The reason why Bai Changkong had the opportunity to raise this wish in front of him was undoubtedly because at the court meeting, Zhu Chong asked Bai Changkong not to attack Lu Qian, so that Lu Qian could successfully obtain the title of Duke Tianyang.

The reason why Zhu Chong owed Bai Changkong this favor was undoubtedly because the emperor used the incident in Anping Prefecture to threaten Zhu Chong and other cultural and educational officials to prevent Lu Qian from conferring the title of Duke Tianyang.

So, here's the key.

After Zhu Chong, the reason why he helped Bai Changkong strive to win the official position of the Imperial Academy Commander was all because of Lu Qian!

In comparison, calming down the incident in Anping Prefecture is not a big deal.

"This is Lu Qian." Zhu Chong clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the dozen or so purple-robed ministers in the hall who had become his own: "Masters, this is Lu Qian... Hey, hey hey."

All the important ministers thought about the taste one after another.

Well, that's right, this Lu Qian is now pushed out by the emperor, a little bastard who makes trouble with them, the intellectual gentlemen.

Otherwise, given the nature of the emperor and the empress dowager, the government affairs of Anping Prefecture and other places can be directly handed over to the Gongun princes.

Even the emperor, who was squatting in Jiuquyuan and walking his dog on weekdays, had no chance to know the name "Anping Prefecture".

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to ennoble Lu Qian, and if it wasn't for the fear of opposition from the Manchu ministers, would the emperor have used the matter of "Anping Prefecture" to challenge many ministers?

It can be seen that the culprit is Lu Qian.

Things that could have been peaceful and leisurely handled behind the scenes have to be brought to the court, so that the civil and military officials of the court will know, and everyone in the world will know, so that the clans, nobles, and princes will also know.

Everyone paid attention to this matter.

It feels bad to have this kind of "bad thing" being put in the spotlight.

If it weren't for Lu Qian, would this have happened?

"This guy should be eradicated."

The great minister, Gong Yangxu, held the tea cup and said slowly: "The emperor must be sober. He cannot just push out a weakling and act arbitrarily."

"Sixteen-year-old 'father'? It's simply ridiculous and ridiculous. How could such a thing have happened in all dynasties?"

A message flashed in Bai Changkong's mind.

Not to mention the ancient ones, let’s just say that Dayin had just established the tripod, and when it was fighting in all directions, there was a stranger who rescued Dayin from a heavy siege. The stranger, the founding ancestor of Dayin, was thirteen years old at the time and a martial arts practitioner.

It's reached its peak.

The founder of the country gave him a gold medal with a jade plate and named him "King Wu". However, the stranger resigned and was not accepted. He only took three jars of old wine, drank and sang away.

Bai Changkong smiled indifferently, threw the news away, and said quietly: "This little puppy has been a bit rampant recently. I need to teach him a lesson."

Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of noise outside the hall.

The guards guarding outside the hall shouted harshly.

And an old voice came from afar: "Master Prime Minister, Master Prime Minister, it's not good. The two young masters, the two young masters, were beaten by that little thief Lu Qian until they vomited blood and couldn't wake up."

‘Click’.

The tea cup in Zhu Chong's hand shattered into dregs.


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