While the entire army, including the Han people, were eating, Zhong Jinwei walked around the several halls of Huang Taiji, followed by his bodyguards.
Zhong Jinwei walked and watched, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. He had only been in Shenyang for one day and had not seen any scenery before leaving.
It was like a so-called short vacation in later generations. I had to rush back before I even got hot. It really came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
"Master Marquis, before you leave, why don't you burn down this fake palace?" Li Laosi suggested from behind Zhong Jinwei.
Zhong Jinwei turned to look at Li Laosi, and then looked around the palace. He shook his head and said, "If we set fire to these houses, we will lose a source of wealth in the future. That's not right!"
"Finance source?" Wang Peng asked curiously. He didn't understand. Once the army withdrew, this place would be occupied by Jianqi again. Why did the Marquis say that there would be a missing source of wealth?
Zhong Jinwei looked at Wang Peng and said matter-of-factly: "Yes, after we liberate...after Shenyang is liberated, this place can be opened to the people, and anyone can come in and see Jianlu's palace. Of course, they have to ask for permission when they come in." Charge a small fee. I think there will be a lot of people coming in, right? Of course, this requires the emperor's consent."
Traveling and sightseeing was a very common way to make money in later generations. This matter seemed very common to Zhong Jinwei, so he said it casually.
Everyone was speechless. Is this okay? They felt that Zhongxing Hou was not stimulated by Jianlu's treasury last night, and his mind was filled with money!
In fact, Zhong Jinwei's idea is very simple. Sooner or later, Shenyang will return to the Ming Dynasty. If he sets the fire on fire, not only will some people call him barbaric, but post-war reconstruction will also waste a lot of money. It is easy to set the fire on fire, but afterwards It would cost a lot of money to rebuild, which is not cost-effective.
But if he just left like this, he would be too worthy of the slave chief Tai Chi! Zhong Jinwei rolled his eyes and had an idea.
"Come on, let me serve you with pen and ink!" Zhong Jinwei suddenly became more interested and ordered loudly.
Everyone was confused by Zhong Jinwei again. They didn't know why the Marquis suddenly wanted pen and ink. However, since the Marquis gave the order, several guards immediately found the pen and ink.
Zhong Jinwei picked the thickest brush, dipped it in ink, then looked up and around.
This was the Chongzheng Hall where the slave chief Huang Taiji often discussed politics. Zhong Jinwei chose a place, walked behind the dragon chair where Huang Taiji sat, and started writing on the wall.
His guards were all very curious, and even the most reserved Gu Baichuan came over to take a look. They wondered what famous aphorism the Marquis Zhongxing wanted to write. Could it be something like "breaking through the gap in the Helan Mountains" or "eating Hulu meat"?
Sun Kewang looked at the words written by Zhong Jinwei and read them out one by one: "Zhong Jinwei, the Marquis of Zhongxing in the Ming Dynasty, came here for a visit! September 22, the third year of Chongzhen."
The only voice in the hall was Sun Kewang's voice, and everyone else's jaws dropped to the ground, watching Zhong Jinwei admiring his own "dog crawling" words.
"How's the writing? Not bad, right?" Zhong Jinwei looked at it for a while and said proudly.
Zhong Jinwei was quite surprised when he didn't hear anyone's response. He turned around and saw that everyone was dumbfounded. He couldn't help but was speechless. Whether his handwriting was too handsome or too bad, he actually shocked them all. Look like this!
Zhong Jinwei coughed loudly several times and finally called their souls back.
"How's it going? Not bad, right?" Zhong Jinwei humbly asked for advice again.
"Master Hou, is this okay?" Yu Changjian asked stupidly.
"Of course, what's wrong? I just want Huang Taiji to know that in this place, I can come and leave whenever I want. What can I do? Let him wash his neck and wait for me to chop him next time.
It’s like melon seeds in your head.” Zhong Jinwei said matter-of-factly and with great righteousness.
Everyone secretly despised him. Marquis Zhongxing spoke so grandly, but in fact he must have listened to the storytelling in "Journey to the West" and learned from the Monkey King in it.
The four major classics, except Dream of Red Mansions, were all written in the Ming Dynasty. The cultural undertakings in the middle and late Ming Dynasty were very developed. As soon as "Journey to the West" came out, it was very popular among the ancients and has long been known to most people in the Ming Dynasty.
Zhong Jinwei's guards all knew that what Zhongxing Hou did just now was exactly like the Monkey King in "Journey to the West" who inscribed words on the fingers of Tathagata Buddha.
Not only later generations, but also the ancients also liked the preference of "Visit Here". However, many literati like to write poems and leave their names. Those who couldn't write poems just wrote "Visit Here".
"Uncle, nephew, can you also write something?" Ai Nengqi, the youngest of the four primary schools, looked eager to try and asked Zhong Jinwei for instructions.
Zhong Jinwei looked at him, laughed and said, "Okay, of course, just write whatever you want."
He then turned to look at the others and said with a smile: "It's not easy for everyone to come here. Let's leave some souvenirs for the slave chief. Write whatever you want. Brother Gu, don't be embarrassed. I see you acting coquettishly.
Girls, what's wrong with writing a word? Huang Taiji can still bite you?"
At this moment, Zhong Jinwei's guard put down his dignity and followed his own temper, rushing to leave his name.
Zhong Jinwei watched them leave claws everywhere on the wall of Huang Taiji's meeting place. He stood aside and smiled heartlessly. He was thinking about what Huang Taiji's expression would be when he returned and saw this situation.
It looks great!
At this time, Lu Xiangsheng happened to come in to find Zhong Jinwei. Seeing this scene, he was speechless for a while.
As soon as Zhong Jinwei saw Lu Xiangsheng, he immediately smiled and said: "Jiutai comes just in time, you also want to leave one. What, not? Don't be embarrassed. No, as the Marquis of Zhongxing, I order you to leave your name. Well, yes,
I’m not allowed to write any poems, I just have to stop here, otherwise I won’t look like I’m uneducated, haha..."
Lu Xiangsheng bumped into Zhong Jinwei's gun and was forced to sign his name in a state of laughter and tears.
Then Zhong Jinwei saw that the soldiers at the door were all smiling and looking into the hall. He immediately walked over and said, "If you are interested, take a souvenir yourself!"
It is really exciting to be able to inscribe one's name in the imperial palace in the capital of Jianlu. One of the soldiers reminded Zhong Jinwei a little embarrassedly: "Master Marquis, I don't have enough pen and ink."
"Stupid, you don't know how to use the knife and gun in your hand to carve. You can do it anywhere and watch the carving by yourself." Zhong Jinwei scolded with a smile.
In a short time, the "come here" movement initiated by Zhong Jinwei spread to the entire army.
With Zhong Jinwei's permission, everyone used various methods to leave their names in Jianlu's palace. Those who were literate would engrave "I'm here for a visit", and those who were uneducated would engrave a turtle or something, or ask someone to write it first.
Add your name and then engrave your own unique symbol.
A few years later, some "Visit Here" that had not been obliterated by the Jianlu regime were used by the Ming Dynasty as the content of patriotic education.
When it was almost time, Zhong Jinwei officially ordered the entire army to retreat. The army stayed in Shenyang City for only a day and a half before embarking on their return journey.
When Zhong Jinwei left Shenyang City, he looked back at the city and said to himself: "I will come back in the near future!"