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.??????▲ However, after coming to the south, he saw many similar scenes along these river banks and lakes. The old emperor had nothing new to say, so after Changsha City came into view clearly, he did not rush to enter the city.
"Is there an Orange Island in Changsha?" the old emperor asked his attendant Guo Xin in a positive tone.
After a few days of travel, Guo Xin was already suffering from a nervous breakdown caused by the old emperor. At this time, when asked, he replied somewhat mechanically: "Your Majesty, there are four sandbars formed by alluvial rivers in the middle of the river. The area is not big.
If you look forward to it, because it is rich in citrus, the locals call it Orange Island. Maybe it is the Orange Island that Your Majesty mentioned."
"It should be!" After hearing this, the old emperor immediately ordered, even with a little excitement in his mood: "Go to Juzizhou first. The autumn is high in September, which is the time to appreciate the beautiful scenery of Xiaoxiang!"
It was rare to see the old emperor so emotionally exposed, and the interest he showed was even a little abnormal in Guo Xin's opinion. Of course, at this moment, he couldn't care about these inexplicable things, he just wanted to properly and quickly meet the old emperor's request. Just in case.
When His Majesty is satisfied, he will no longer stare at him closely. He still has to think about him...
"My lord, go make arrangements immediately!"
Even at the end of the 10th century, Orange Island was a good place to enjoy the scenery. Especially in autumn and winter, the oranges are red and the pomeloes are yellow, the maple forests are dyed, and the river and sky are covered with snow.
There are observation decks built on several sandbanks here.
While thousands of people were waiting, the old emperor climbed up to the Juezhou Observation Deck at the northern end, where he could see the vast sky above his head, step on the rapids of the Xiangjiang River, watch boats hit the water up close, and see the red mountains in the distance...
It was also the cold autumn of Independence. At this time, the old emperor couldn't help but couldn't help it. The song "Qinyuanchun" and the two heroic poems kept jumping in his mind. The old emperor felt that he was qualified to recite it, but after thinking about it carefully, with his own
Today's twilight mentality is somewhat inappropriate. Of course, the most important thing is that the memories that span time and space are too long and too vague.
Immersed in his own emotions, he stood in the wind and sighed with regret. After about a quarter of an hour, the old emperor pointed to a fruitful orange grove and ordered: "Go pick oranges, I want to try them!"
"yes!"
Hu De wanted to take people there, but was stopped by Guo Xin. With a humble smile on his face and a look of attentiveness, he greeted the two senior officials of the Chief Secretary and slipped into the orange grove in the distance. His legs and feet were very agile.
He doesn't look like an old man in his sixties at all.
When he reappeared, his gorgeous robes were damaged, but his spirit was full of energy. A whole basket of oranges was placed in front of the old emperor. Guo Xin stood beside the bamboo basket, looking at the old emperor eagerly, as if begging for reward.
His appearance made the old emperor feel helpless.
He stooped and picked up an orange on the surface. The fruit was not big, but round in shape and bright in color. After looking at it for a while, the old emperor peeled it open. Soon, a strong aroma of orange fruit lingered in the noses of the monarch and his ministers.
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Separate three or two pieces of pulp and hand it to Guo Xin. Guo Xin took it with both hands, put it into his mouth without hesitation, chewed it, smiled broadly, and praised the sweetness.
The old emperor paid attention to his expression. After waiting for a while, seeing that Guo Xin's smile remained unchanged, he also put a few pieces of pulp into his mouth. It was slightly sour and sweet, and the taste was indeed good, but compared with the citrus he had eaten in the palace in the past,
It's almost a long way off
After admiring the scenery and tasting the oranges, the old emperor's interest was satisfied. Then he waved his hand and ordered: "Get off and enter the city!"
After all, Changsha Mansion is governed by a single dynasty, and the emperor has to give him some face. Therefore, the old emperor still attended the welcome banquet organized by the Hunan Taoist priest that night with a smile.
It has to be said that this is the most sumptuous banquet that the old emperor has ever had since his southern tour of Taikang Palace. It is full of delicacies, singing and dancing. It can be seen that the dignitaries here in Changsha still enjoy it very much.
Therefore, the old emperor only stayed for less than half an hour before he stood up and left the banquet. Moreover, before leaving the banquet, he expressed some emotion that was neither negative nor positive. It probably meant that Hunan was still devastated forty years ago.
Changsha has been so depleted that there are only a few thousand people left. Today, the bells and pans and delicious food are all due to the diligent management of the ministers here.
With such a speech, coupled with the tone and expression of the old emperor, no one no matter how stupid would think it was a compliment to the princes of Changsha. Therefore, the night banquet inevitably ended in an awkward atmosphere, and many people turned their attention to Guo Xin.
As for Guo Xin, there is still a smile on his face, but people who are familiar with him can feel Uncle Guo's anxiety and nervousness.
Perhaps because he thought he knew enough about the situation in Jinghu South Road, during his time in Changsha, the old emperor did not spare time to receive government affairs reports from the Chief Secretary. He did not even take into account the local people's livelihood and sentiments in Changsha.
Observe carefully.
On the contrary, the old emperor put his little energy into "research" on Changsha's academic politics. "Education to rejuvenate the country" is probably the most insistent policy in Changsha in the past few decades, and Changsha-centered study
The atmosphere is very strong, and it seems that the cultural factors have been deeply ingrained in the bones of Changsha people since the Ma Chu period.
Under such a social environment, Changsha has not only experienced rapid physical and economic development in the past few decades, but also in education. The government has vigorously established official schools, and also encouraged and advocated private academies, schools, and private schools. Over the past few decades,
It has also made Changsha a famous cultural town in southern China.
The development results were also fruitful. By the 29th year of the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were more than 300 government and private schools, academies, and private schools in Changsha alone, which was an unprecedented scale.
As a result, countless talents were cultivated. In every subject examination, there were Hunan scholars who became famous in the capital. With the spread of those Hunan scholars and officials, "Hunan Studies" gradually became more and more famous.
If the imperial examination is too high and too far away, only within Jinghu South Road, the rise of education has also brought countless talents. After graduating, most of these students filled up and down the officialdom of Hunan. The outstanding ones became officials, and the inferior ones became officials.
Those are officials.
Based on Hunan studies, a Hunan scholar group was also formed. In terms of the cohesion of the bureaucracy and the control of the government, no Daozhou in the world can compare with Jinghu South Road. Of course, in the eyes of the old emperor, these
It is a manifestation of localism.
The status of scholars in Hunan is very high, and even perfectly explains the order and hierarchy of "scholars, farmers, industry and commerce". There are inevitably some strong people active in the rivers, lakes, mountains, forests and villages of Hunan, but no matter how cruel, cruel or daring, they dare not
To harass academies and schools. Someone once did this, and then enjoyed a collective attack from officials and citizens of all counties and counties in Daozhou, and died without a burial place.
In Hunan, people who kill people and buy goods may still have a chance to survive, but if they dare to offend the school and kill the students, once they are found out, even if they can escape in the end, there will be no place for them in Hunan. Studying first may be the highest priority society in Jinghu South Road.
One of the principles.
Therefore, the old emperor was not very interested in the common problems in other places in Hunan. Instead, he was particularly concerned about, or even fearful of, this "cultural atmosphere".
He vaguely felt that a force called "Xue Clan" was forming in Hunan. The formation process was very obscure, but subtly, its influence had spread to all aspects of Hunan, from the ruling elite to the common people.
Even those bandits and strongmen in Guizhou can be tamed, which is terrible.
Take the Yuelu Academy, which the old emperor personally inspected. This official academy, which was established only thirty years ago, is now the leader in Hunan's academic and political system.
There are more than 3,000 students in the college, not only the best students from Hunan, but also many students from Guangdong and Guangxi, Jiangxi, Huaixi, Hubei, and Eastern Sichuan come to study. The radiation range is very wide, and the influence is constantly expanding outwards.
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At that time, the dean of Yuelu Academy was named Liao Mingyong, and he was a local intellectual in his hometown. Of course, to be the dean of Yuelu Academy, one's own intellectual ability was beyond doubt.
What really attracted the old emperor's attention to Liao Mingyong was his origin. His grandfather, Liao Kuangtu, was one of the "Eighteen Scholars of Tiance" during the reign of King Ma Xifan of Wenzhao of Ma Chu.
The entire Liao family is also famous in Hunan and even the entire South. In the past hundred years, a large number of talented and learned people have been born. By Liao Mingyong's generation, this academic family has become completely powerful, even if the officials in the family are not
There are more people, and there are even fewer people who are high-ranking officials, but few people in Hunan's officialdom can ignore this force.
As he got to know more about the Liao family, the old emperor became murderous again!