The person who vomited was a middle-aged man. He obviously didn't vomit because of Fan Jianhe's shameless remarks. This man's face looked very pale. He obviously ate something unclean in the morning, but it still caused
Fan Jian was extremely unhappy. With a livid face, he winked at the green camp soldiers below the stage. Immediately, some people rushed forward, punched and kicked the vomiting person, and looked at the "troublemaker" lying on a pile of his own vomiting.
Fan Baoyi's face looked better after moaning in pain from the filth, and he continued: "Neighbors and fellow villagers, there was a severe drought last year and the northern provinces had no harvest. The late emperor launched a campaign to ensure that the people could have enough to eat.
Unfortunately, during the great southern expedition, he fell seriously ill and died. Although the new emperor Kangxi was young, he was indeed a talented man who loved the people like a son. He imported a large amount of rice from Goryeo and opened a porridge shed, which affected many elders.
The folks have been brought back from the brink of death. Now that the imperial court is in trouble, there is a serious shortage of soldiers in Huangzhuang and Green Camp. Should we people repay the kindness and use practical actions to help the Qing Dynasty tide over the difficulties?
Ah. Or sign up to be a coater, or go to the green camp to eat food. We have to move no matter what, and what everyone says about me is unreasonable!"
There was a chorus of agreement from the audience.
, it seems that Mr. Fan arranged this in advance. As for the real people, they have begun to feel restless. This is not the first time they have listened to the nonsense of this man surnamed Fan. Last time, he also called on everyone to donate money and food to the Eight Banners soldiers.
It is said that it is a donation, but it is almost the same as robbery. This time, he actually deceived everyone to become a bagman. Who doesn't know that a bagman is a slave, with no personal freedom at all, and is not the same thing as a long-term laborer. He is a long-term laborer who works in the landlord's house.
Although it is a bit tiring, at least he is free, and at least he still has wages to earn, and Bao Yi is a slave that is no different from a donkey or a horse. Yes, being a Bao Yi will really make you starve to death, Master.
You can survive with just a mouthful of food, and you can even arrange a marriage for a strong person, and live together with a female servant, but these ordinary people in the Imperial City are naturally proud, and they even condescend to come to a lecture for two pounds of millet.
Okay, can I be a coater? I’ve seen you accept it, and you can go to the green camp to eat food. That’s even more unreliable. A good man can’t be a soldier, and a good iron can’t make nails. The men in the capital have not had the tradition of eating food since ancient times. This time of remembering the bitterness and thinking about the sweetness
Love the Qing Dynasty, I am the one who guarantees my glory. The conference essentially chose the wrong audience. The common people were still forcing themselves to endure their nonsense for the sake of Xiaomi, and no one left the venue. This made Fan Jian and others quite angry.
I was so proud that I invited an old man with an immortal spirit to come on stage to give a speech.
The old man with fair hair and a childlike face, dressed in a green shirt, didn't talk much after he came up. He just briefly commented on Fan Jian's touching personal experience and the heroic brother's heart to serve the country. He said that their speeches were touching and worthy of everyone's learning. Then he said that he had time
It was urgent, I was about to go to Taixue University to give lectures, and I couldn't chat with everyone any longer. After I finished speaking, I threw my hands around and walked away gracefully.
"Why is this old man pulling so hard?" Liu Ziguang asked the person next to him.
"You don't even know Mr. Yan, but he is Mr. Fan's fellow disciple. When Jiang Shilang meets him, he will respectfully call him teacher." The people from the capital next to him looked at Liu Ziguang with contempt and explained, if he hadn't seen him through
If you don't have enough dignity, I'm afraid I'll be called a country bumpkin.
Liu Ziguang really had no impression of Mr. Yan, but he knew that recently the Manchu and Qing court had been looking for knowledgeable people among the people to whitewash the legitimacy and rationality of the banner people's rule. Presumably this old man was the "entrustee" they found. As for
To say that Fan Wencheng is a fellow student and Jiang Shilang's teacher is probably just a gimmick.
Teacher Yan was going to give lectures at Taixue, which aroused Liu Ziguang's interest. Beijing's higher education institutions are divided into Imperial College and Taixue. The students of Imperial College are all the children of bannermen, beilebeizi, etc., while Taixue is for
There is a clear distinction between the children of Han officials and Manchu and Han officials, and even the education of the children must be separated. Mr. Yan went to Taixue to give lectures instead of to the Imperial College, which shows that he shoulders the same brainwashing task as Fan Jian, except that Fan Jian did the brainwashing.
What Mr. Yan is cleaning is the brains of ordinary people, but what Mr. Yan is cleaning is the brains of high-end personnel.
Taixue students were the official reserve army of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Their loyalty was related to the stability of the banner people's rule. Therefore, the imperial court attached great importance to the education of Taixue, and appointed many famous scholars as professors. Over the years, it has cultivated a number of talents.
Their academic attainments were far higher than those of the Imperial College, which was filled with bannermen's children. The teachers and students of Taixue thought they could rival Donglin Academy in the south.
Taixue is affiliated to the Imperial College, and is located on the east side of Andingmenli Street. There are ancient locust trees in the courtyard. It is still very hot at noon in Beijing in summer, but in the courtyard of Taixue with the whirling shadows of trees, there is the sound of books and the coolness.
The wind was blowing, and there was a pleasant scene. The fifth-rank master, the sixth-rank doctor, the seventh-rank teaching assistant, as well as classics and masters gathered around the door, waiting for the arrival of Mr. Yan Chongmian, a master of Chinese studies who had lived in seclusion among the people.
Mr. Yan is an outstanding person from the outside world. He has been living in seclusion in Yanshan Mountain and concentrating on studying knowledge. Lord Nalan Mingzhu only invited him out of the mountain after visiting the thatched cottage three times. Although everyone present had read Mr. Yan's articles about the mediocre political system of the Ming Dynasty, they did not
Having never seen his true face in Mount Lu, Mr. Yan declined the carriage arranged by the court in order to demonstrate his hermit style. Instead, he came to Taixue to give lectures in a light carriage. This made everyone even more impressed by his detachment and chicness.
A carriage came from afar and went straight to the gate of Taixue. It seemed that Mr. Yan, who had been looking forward to it, arrived. Everyone lined up to welcome him. They saw an old man with a wretched appearance getting out of the carriage with the help of an assistant.
Everyone imagines the image of a worldly master.
"Is this Mr. Yan, who is known as the Crane Man? I think he looks more like a Toad Man." A sharp assistant coach whispered to his colleagues.
"That's a bad statement. How can you judge a person by his appearance and clothes? In my opinion, this is the style of a master and a hermit." Another assistant teacher retorted in a low voice.
The wretched Mr. Yan is naturally a fake. The real Yan Chongmian is already lying in a remote alley with a big bag on his head. Walking majestically in front of everyone is the former vegetable seller Da Wenxi and the carriage driver.
It was made of wood and pretended to be a house. Zhong Shouyong was carrying a bookcase and pretending to be a handyman. Liu Ziguang was helping the fake Mr. Yan. His serious expression and his majestic appearance told everyone that this young man must be Mr. Yan’s disciple and assistant, and he was also a well-educated man.
scholar.
After the guests and hosts exchanged greetings, they first went to the main hall to serve tea, and then went to the school to give lectures. Da Wenxi was a first-year Dongchang fan. He didn't know anything about knowledge, but his psychological quality was very good. He was self-taught in the art of pretending.
He said some specious words and sent away the doctoral assistants. The more illusory his attitude was, the more people were impressed. After all, he was a hermit and an expert. It was normal that we couldn't understand what he said.
The imperial students have been summoned. These young people are the descendants of Han ministers from the third rank and above in the Manchu Dynasty. They will all take on big responsibilities in the future. The Queen Mother attaches great importance to the use of Han ministers, especially the education of the young generation, so as to Ruling the Han Dynasty is the main strategy of governing the country today, so we constantly invite masters to give lectures, ideologically completely making these young people loyal to the rule of the Qing Dynasty. Yan Chongmian is indeed a recluse, but this This kind of seclusion is just for the sake of seclusion. When Nalan Mingzhu went to visit him in the mountains, he once saw on his desk a report from the imperial court in the pre-Ming Dynasty appointing Mr. Yan as a county scholar. Although it had been so many years, Still putting it on the desk to show off, it shows that Yan Chongmian still has the idea of becoming an official. It is clear at a glance who Mingzhu is. This strengthens his determination to invite Yan Chongmian to come out. Yan Chongmian actually has a few Based on real talent and practical learning, he wrote a booklet on the political structure of the Ming Dynasty, expounding various political systems since Zhu Yuanzhang, analyzing it from multiple angles, and finally concluded that the reason why the Ming Dynasty lost half of its country was due to spy politics and the emperor's own quality. Low, such a court is simply decadent. Its collapse is the will of God. The Manchu Qing's entry into the Pass and its dominance is an inevitable choice of history. From the bravery and proficiency of the Eight Banners soldiers to the high-quality education of the royal children, everything is better than the Ming Dynasty. The replacement of the Can Ming Dynasty by the Manchu Qing Dynasty is a kind of progress and sublimation. After this nirvana, the Chinese nation will surely rise again. Under the leadership of the bannermen, it is not impossible to reproduce the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties. Such an argument is simply too much. It was in line with the appetite of the Manchu rulers. Yan Chongli's insights reasonably proved the correctness and rationality of the Manchu rule. His theory complemented Jiang Xu's "Wolf-Sheep Theory" and were both powerful weapons in the hands of the rulers. , so Mingzhu paid three visits to the thatched cottage, invited Yan Chongmian to come out, and granted him the title of Prince Shaobao, specifically responsible for the education of Tai students.
But now it was just a wretched vegetable vendor who came to the podium. Facing hundreds of young eyes, the old man Da Wenxi coughed dryly and said: "I am tired from driving, I occasionally feel cold, and my throat is a little uncomfortable. Today's lecture is Let my close disciple Xu Wenqiang tell the story."
The junior officials of Taixue kept complaining: What kind of wind and cold did you suffer on a hot day? Giving lectures at Taixue is not something ordinary people can do, so just push it to a young boy with a hairless mouth and a little-known reputation. It would be too rash to say that, but when I thought about the fact that he was a hermit and an expert who was used to being independent, maybe he wanted to take this opportunity to pave a bright road for his disciples. Thinking of this, everyone was relieved and enthusiastically A round of applause welcomed the young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes behind "Mr. Yan" to the podium.
Liu Ziguang had only given speeches in the army before, and had never faced so many young students. Looking at the rows of bald foreheads and shining eyes under the podium, he felt angry for no reason. The Han people under the enslavement of the Qing Dynasty People have gradually become accustomed to this kind of barbaric rule. This is not a good sign. This speech to the young generation of the Qing Dynasty may not be an opportunity to awaken the seeds of national justice buried deep in their hearts.
Although there was no prior preparation, Liu Ziguang took a deep breath and began his speech at the highest university in the Qing Dynasty.