Nanjing City, as the capital of the Ming Dynasty and the political, economic and cultural center of the south, is undoubtedly prosperous.
At the same time, Nanjing serves as a retirement home for officials who have lost power. Compared with the capital, the political atmosphere is more relaxed.
In these years, there has been no harassment from Japanese pirates, no wars, peace and harmony with singing and dancing.
As a result, Nanjing became even more prosperous than the next day, and far more prosperous than other areas in the Ming Dynasty.
But these days, the city of Nanjing is different from usual. There are no more literati reciting poems, romantic affairs, and young scholars' impassioned and generous guidance.
Everywhere in the bustling streets of Nanjing, there are soldiers patrolling back and forth with guns, making the atmosphere in Nanjing a bit desolate.
All of this was caused by the civil uprising last month. But at the beginning, the officials and gentry in Nanjing thought that it would be the same as before, with major issues reduced to trivial matters, and eventually nothing would happen, and the government would take more actions.
It's just a show.
Because there were a large number of people participating in the civil uprising, and secondly, the leaders participating in the civil uprising were all members of the civil society, who had a good reputation. There were also some assistant officials from various yamen. These were the cornerstones of the imperial court, and they were not really rebellions.
And there have been similar examples in the past, and the most you can do is catch the leader.
At the beginning, things developed as everyone expected, and the troublemaker didn't have much to do.
Later, the imperial court sent an imperial envoy to Nanjing to investigate the civil uprising. Soon the evidence was conclusive and they wanted to arrest the murderers of two employees of the Nanjing Branch of the Royal Bank of the Ming Dynasty.
At this time, those students began to gather again and blocked the imperial envoy's office aggressively. They demanded that the imperial envoy release them and sealed off the Nanjing branch of the Royal Bank of the Ming Dynasty.
At first the imperial envoy didn't respond, but more and more scholars gathered together, and many gangsters also began to respond.
Without any warning, the army was suddenly dispatched and arrested all those who participated in the riot. And they did not give up. They also arrested all the leading scholars who participated in the riot in the previous civil uprising.
Zhou Yanru, the assistant minister of the cabinet who happened to be still in Nanjing, came out angrily. Those who originally thought that the meeting would turn around were suddenly surprised. The next day, Zhou Yanru, accompanied by the Dongchang fanfu, set off to return to the capital.
Immediately afterwards, the leader of Fushe, Zhang Fu, known as "Mr. Xizhang", was also imprisoned.
All the arrested scholars were expelled from their official positions, and the announcement had just been posted.
Everyone suddenly realized that once the government took action, the power of the scholars was useless.
Suddenly, the city of Nanjing was in turmoil, and most of the remaining scholars stayed at home and did not dare to go out.
But there are exceptions. In a private room on the second floor of a restaurant, there were two young scholars sitting at the dining table. However, they did not move their chopsticks and were listening to the words of an old man sitting on the table.
"When I stopped you from joining the Fushe Society and participating in the popular uprising, was it for your own good?" The old man didn't show any complacency on his face, but said solemnly.
"Dad, the court is clearly trying to deceive Confucian scholars by doing this. How is it different from Qin Shihuang?" The younger man was a little unconvinced and retorted.
When the old man heard this, he frowned and yelled: "What is a Confucian? Loyal to the emperor, patriotic, upholding what is right and what is wrong, making sure to achieve good results at that time, and leaving a name for future generations as a Confucian. He only works like a worm, specializes in calligraphy, and writes poems when he is young.
How can a person who knows a lot about the scriptures and gathers people to cause trouble and hurt people to death be considered a Confucian?"
The scholar was reprimanded and his father had accumulated authority for many years. He did not dare to argue any more and lowered his head.
On the other hand, the older scholar next to him stood up, saluted the old man, and then asked for advice: "Excuse me, uncle, this happened before. Why did the court handle it so differently?"
After hearing his question, the old man's expression softened a little, and he nodded and explained to the scholar: "Common typhoid fever can be divided into hot and cold symptoms. How can we generalize what happened during the Wanli era to what is happening today!
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When he said this, he subconsciously looked out the window, and then continued to talk to Na Shizi. At the same time, his eyes were also aimed at his son, obviously he was also talking to his son.
"You and I have been family friends for generations, and you have a very good relationship with my son, so I said, don't spread it beyond your ears."
When the scholar heard this, he nodded quickly and said, "Uncle, don't worry, my nephew won't remember it after leaving this door."
When the old man's son heard this, he perked up and looked up at his father again.
While stroking his long beard, the old man said softly: "You should know the three major cases in the Wanli period, right? From this incident, it can be seen that the ministers of the court and the Wanli Emperor were not in harmony. And because of the Wanli Emperor's
The taxation violated the interests of those people, so those few troubles were protected by the government and the government, and they naturally ended."
The old man's son blinked and looked at his father, thinking about his words.
"But today is different from the past. Haven't you noticed that many things happening in the north have never happened before?"
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the older scholar nodded with a smile and said: "Uncle is right, that play is indeed very fresh, I have never heard of it before."
As he spoke, the heroine appeared in his mind.
When the old man heard this, he almost vomited blood. Fortunately, it was not his son, otherwise he would have slapped him in the face.
He looked at his son and asked his son's answer with his eyes.
"Did dad refer to those research institutes? My son thinks this method is good."
The old man was speechless, and because of the presence of outsiders, it was difficult to get angry. He sighed secretly and said: "What you are talking about is indeed a new thing, but it does not have much to do with official circles. The state-owned enterprise I am referring to is also a state-owned enterprise.
With the People's Bank of China, the interests of the capital officials and the emperor's interests are tied together. Of course, even though dad is not in the capital, he can still benefit."
The two young scholars nodded. What the old man said was indeed new, but they were not very interested.
"This introduction is the strategy decided by the Nanjing Branch of the Royal Bank of Ming Dynasty. In the final analysis, who will benefit from this matter and who will suffer, don't you need to tell me?"
The older scholar hesitated to speak, and finally did not ask the question. But the younger scholar said: "What I said is that the court will benefit, that is, I will benefit, and those who open banks will benefit."
Are you at a disadvantage?"
The old man was finally a little relieved, nodded and said: "It is precisely because of this difference that the civil uprising is different from the civil uprising during the Wanli period."
He glanced at the two scholars and said earnestly: "In this world, profit is all about profit. Killing scholars and trapping scholars are all just excuses. If you don't recognize this clearly and get involved randomly, Hanchuang
The fame gained through hard study is likely to be gone in one day.”
When the two scholars heard this, they were frightened and looked up out of the window without saying anything.
After a while, the older scholar stood up and left.
The old man warned: "Pijiang, after you go back, you must not go out to party with those scholars again, do you understand?"
Mao Bijiang nodded and said quickly: "Uncle, don't worry, my nephew will remember."
He had heard what the old man said, so naturally he would not go again. He was thinking about going to watch a few more plays and looking for that beauty. He heard that the beauty's soul was more beautiful, and he admired it very much.