"Ruan Dacheng, a common man, bows before the Holy One."
Ruan Dacheng prostrated on the ground and kowtowed to Chongzhen first.
Then he kowtowed to Zhu Cihong and Zhu Cijiong: "Kowtow to the prince, kowtow to the eternal king."
"Get up." Chongzhen motioned Ruan Dacheng to get up and asked with a smile, "Ruan Dacheng, you are doing well."
Ruan Dacheng couldn't guess the meaning of Chongzhen's words, and replied with fear: "It's just so-so. I can barely make a living by writing a few calligraphy for friends, painting a few paintings or writing a music book."
"That's not right." Chongzhen said, "In the past few years, I have saved up such a large garden, and my concubine has three rooms. You can only barely make ends meet. How can everyone in the world starve to death?"
Ruan Dacheng screamed bitterly in his heart, he was being targeted by the Holy Lord.
At that moment, Ruan Dacheng said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, the common people also have the intention to relieve the country's difficulties and share the Lord's worries. As long as the Holy One needs it, the common people will sell their homes, send away their concubines, and donate all the money they get to the court for payment."
"Ruan Dacheng, are you scolding me?" Chongzhen said with a dark face, "In your mind, I am just a foolish king who robs people's houses and breaks up people's homes? Or a tyrant?"
"Uh, no, that's not what the common people meant." Ruan Dacheng was about to cry.
"What does he mean by this?" Chongzhen said enthusiastically, "I only need his few taels of silver?"
Ma Mingluan instantly felt better. When he met the saint in the future, he also felt that His Majesty's words were not so sharp. Why did it seem like he was a different person that time?
Could the rumors be true?
Has Your Majesty really achieved enlightenment in Meishan?
When Ma Mingluo kowtows repeatedly, he dares to say less.
Too little words lead to mistakes, so Ma Mingluan decided to keep his mouth shut.
Chongzhen rapped Ma Mingluan a few words, and suddenly asked: "Ma Mingluan, he thinks he wants to get back together?"
"Uh, ah?" Ma Mingluan instantly broke through after hearing this, and looked up at Chongzhen in disbelief.
At this time, the shock in Ma Mingluan's heart was simply unspeakable. First, he was shocked that His Majesty's thinking was too jumping. Just now he was talking about the source of my property, so why not jump to the matter of Qi Fu? Seventh, isn't it shocking?
Resurrection itself, Your Majesty has no intention of reviving me? That's like a small pie in the world.
Ma Mingluan suddenly hated these students in the Imperial College.
If we arrest me, we will definitely have that chance.
Before being shocked for a moment, Ma Mingluan nodded repeatedly and said: "Your Majesty, ordinary people think about it even in their dreams."
If you were a member of the Donglin Party, even if you wanted to do it in your heart, you would still have to put on airs on the surface. But Ma Mingluan, the eunuch, has a little ideological baggage. He doesn't want to be an official. What's wrong?
Chongzhen smiled and said: "If he goes back after passing Taichang Temple and Guanglu Temple, would he be willing to come to the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"
What kind of person is Luo Dong? Chongzhen scores better than anyone else, but to paraphrase a line from Jiajing in "Xiao Ming Dynasty 1566", it's not. It's because the water of the Yellow River is turbid and it's neglected. It's also because the water of the Yangtze River is clear and it's used.
, in the final analysis, we have to go back to Cao Cao's meritocracy. Ma Mingluan is a traitor, which is wrong, but he is also a talent!
At most, Ma Mingluan's talent in opera creation is unparalleled by anyone in the world.
I was wrong. The reason why Chongzhen wanted to introduce Ma Mingluan to the Ministry of Internal Affairs was not because he wanted me to concentrate on my creation.
Luo Dong didn't have the slightest bit of determination. He immediately bowed and said, "The common people are willing, uh, yes, I am."
Ma Mingluan already knew what kind of yamen the government affairs were, but even if he knew it, I would not be firm at all. As long as I could become an official, I would go to any yamen.
"Okay." Chongzhen nodded happily, "I will arrange a job suitable for him now. Let him go to the Mission and Education Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and everything will be successful."
"Ah?" Ma Mingluan was dumbfounded on the spot.
What the hell is the Internal Affairs and Publicity Department? Is it the same as the Department of Publicity and Education?
Not yet. Just give me a first-grade officer. Isn’t that too stingy?
After I was dismissed from my post, I was in the eighth grade. It would be too shabby to be promoted to the first grade again.
"What? Ma Mingluan, he thinks he is a big official?" Chongzhen said he would fall out as soon as he fell out, which was slower than turning over a book.
"Yes, yes, yes, I dare you." Ma Mingluan quickly adjusted his mood and said flatteringly, "As long as I can share the worries of His Majesty, I am willing to be a fourth-grade sesame official."
"That's good." Chongzhen smiled and said, "Let's talk about his errands."
After saying this, Chongzhen first picked up a brush and wrote on the bottom of the paper the tenth day of Kaiyuan, the Eight Massacres in Liaodong, and the Jiannu Massacre in Beijing. After thinking about it, he added the words Luo Dongke.
Ma Mingluan looked confused.
Brother Zhu Cixi also understood what he meant.
However, Chongzhen threw his pen and said: "I am writing the repertoire of seven plays. Basically, it does not mean that before Jiannu captured Kaiyuan, he massacred people in Kaiyuan for ten days. Before Jiannu entered, Kaiyuan City was filled with corpses.
Dong, there is one living person, and the Eight Massacres of Liaodong have not been carried out, which means that before the slaves conquered Liaodong, they massacred your Han people eight times, totaling more than two million people!"
"We haven't established slaves to slaughter the capital yet, and the meaning is not very good. He will write whatever it is, no matter how miserable it is."
"The first one is Ruan Dacheng. He writes a story about Ruan Dacheng following the white pole soldiers in a bloody battle against the Hun River."
"Uh, um..." Ma Mingluan said in shock, "His Majesty's intention is for me to write the music version?"
"What if so?" Chongzhen said with a smile, "What kind of mission does he think I will arrange for him? Let him be the censor of Youdu and supervise the hundred officials. Does he think he is qualified?"
Ma Mingluan's face instantly turned red. His Majesty, what he said... was all the truth.
Chongzhen added: "Before the music script is written, send it to me for review as soon as possible. Once the review is passed, he will find a theater troupe to arrange a new play as soon as possible. Oh, by the way, he also has a theater troupe outside his home, right?
"
"Yes." Ma Mingluan said without any hesitation, "Actually, how much money did it cost."
"Do I mean to ask for forgiveness?" Chongzhen smiled, "It not only costs a few dollars to raise a theater troupe, but it can even make money. He compiled the seven music scripts according to my wishes, and then arranged a good show.
You can make a little money by touring various places!"
In fact, making money is more important than making money. The key is publicity, which must be made in the most intuitive form to let the officials, gentry, and common people in the four Jiangnan prefectures, states, and even the whole country know the cruelty and barbarism of slavery. Everyone must understand it.
Once the slaves moved south, the mountains and rivers would overturn in an instant, and all the people would be slaughtered.
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Even the simple farmers in the remote areas should let us know about the cruelty of slavery.
In this way, when the imperial court finishes training the new army and recruits troops from remote areas, there will be a small number of simple peasants who will enthusiastically enlist in the army, and they will immediately bear a deep hatred for the slaves.
In addition to this, the theater troupes were also assigned to work on the rear lines.
The soldiers in the border town saw those carefully choreographed operas, which not only failed to relax our spirits, but also failed to improve our morale and weaken our confidence and courage in facing the slaves.
That’s the contribution of Ma Mingluan’s missionary education department to the Ming Dynasty.
Publicity work is indispensable at all times.
Thinking of that, Chongzhen went on to say: "Just one opera troupe is far from enough. I'm going to recruit people. I'm going to recruit enough musicians and actors to have ten opera troupes."
"Ah, that." Ma Mingluan said awkwardly, "Your Majesty, you need money to recruit people."
"If you want money, go to Wang Mingqi and ask for it. Don't bother me." Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "Wang Mingqi is the deputy director of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and his immediate superior."
"Ah?" Ma Mingluan was dumbfounded again.
Wang Mingqi became my subordinate instead?
When I was serving as the Fourth Minister in the imperial court, Luo Dongke had not yet been dismissed.
Chongzhen turned to Wang Chengen again and said: "Wang, my dear friend, bring me a flag but not my gold medal."
"Yes." Wang Chengen responded respectfully, and quickly brought a red flag and a gold medal without the words "I am here in person" engraved on the bottom. Chongzhen handed it to Ma Mingluan.
Ma Mingluan took over the command flag and gold medal, and his heart suddenly surged.
That's the Qin Liangyu card, something only local governors don't have.
When Ma Mingluan left Nangong's front garden happily.
As a result, as soon as he left the palace gate, he met Gu Gao and others.
"What a Ma Mingluo!" Luo Dongxiao said angrily, "How dare you abscond! Take it!"
The dozen or so imperial eunuchs and scholars who were following Gu Gao immediately swarmed down after hearing this.
Ma Mingluan quickly showed his flag and gold medal and shouted: "Luo Dongke's card is on the ground, who dares to make a mistake?!"
More than a dozen Imperial College Supervisors and Scholars were stunned here, and Gu Gao was also dumbfounded. Is this really Qin Liangyu? What happened to His Majesty, that he actually re-employed such a treacherous master?
…
At this time, we are in the Kang family courtyard.
Duonan asked Kang Wanwan: "Dad, does he understand?"
"I seem to understand." Kang Baiwan nodded, then shook his head and said, "I seem to understand again."
Taonan said helplessly: "That's what Dad thinks. When the Holy Emperor issues bonds, he will only issue them once, and then it will be the seventh time, the eighth time, or even several times."
"Because it is sold out and there is no new money to replenish the internal funds, whether it is a one-year debt, an eight-year debt or a seven-year debt, it seems that the principal and interest will be paid. That is also a high point. Take Guantian
The pledge is just for show, as long as the bonds continue to be sold, no one will care about the pledge."
"So, Your Majesty did not actually use one million acres of Xuzhou official land to issue 20 million taels of bonds, and even if it is a ten-year bond, if Xuzhou only redeems one million acres of it when it matures, the other seven million
If the mu official land is paid elsewhere."
"Ah?" Kang Baiwan finally understood that time and lost his voice, "Is that really a trap?"
"Yes." Duo Nan nodded and said, "Dad, this matter is for everyone to hear."
"Dad knows," Kang Baiwan said, "Even his Uncle Fang and Uncle Zhang can tell me about this."
Duo Nan gave a heavy hum and continued: "There is actually something wrong with that trap. To be honest, it is a lie. It's just that His Majesty's move hides a small crisis."
"How do you say this?" Kang Wanwan's expression suddenly changed slightly. There will be problems with the bonds of the superiors and subordinates. This does not mean that this matter is feasible. At least 700,000 taels can be invested, so it should be regarded as a donation.
Pay money to the imperial court.
But Duo Nan said: "Because the interest rate set by the Holy Spirit is too low."
