All the memories of the original owner have been inherited.
My name is Zhu Youxiao, and the time is July of the 48th year of Wanli.
Now he is the eldest grandson of the Ming Emperor, his father Zhu Changluo is the prince, and the Ming Emperor is Wanli who has reigned the longest.
The forty-eighth year of Wanli was a year filled with many events.
Historically, Wanli died of illness in July, and Taichang ascended the throne. A month later, Taichang quickly died of illness, and Tianqi ascended the throne.
The Red Pill Case and the Palace Relocation Case caused a huge uproar, and the Donglin Party jumped into action and "all the people are upright." Xiong Tingbi of Liaodong was impeached and resigned, and Nurhaci almost laughed his head off...
But the situation in the forty-eighth year of Wanli was not bad.
At least the state treasury still has some spare capacity, prices are relatively stable, people in the northwest can survive, and capitalism is quietly sprouting in the southeast.
This situation can be said to be suitable for Zhu Youxiao to show off his talents.
In his previous life, he was an industrial planner, engaged in industrial upgrading and planning forward-looking work. From the perspective of industrial upgrading, the late Ming Dynasty was a golden opportunity for industrial upgrading.
I also love military history very much, especially the masterpieces of P Society such as War History and European Heroes. Because I have the same name as the Emperor of Apocalypse, I have paid special attention to this period of history.
Zhu Youxiao shook his head slightly. After confirming that all this was true, he stretched out his fingers to count the time.
In more than a month, I will be the Emperor Qi of the Great Tomorrow.
In more than half a year, Yuan Yingtai of Liaodong was defeated, and Nurhaci won the battle of Liaoyang and Shenyang, gaining strategic advantage in Liaodong.
The situation can be said to be very urgent, and there is not much time left for me. It just so happens that I am now the neglected grandson of the emperor.
Zhu Youxiao's father, Zhu Changluo, was born to a palace maid and was disliked by Wanli. The imperial struggle that lasted for decades and was called "the struggle for the foundation of the country" to establish the crown prince, finally Wanli finally made Zhu Changluo the crown prince.
But this process made Wanli exhausted, and the civil service officials also changed several times. It can be said that the internal friction was very large.
His father, Zhu Changluo, also disliked him because of Zhu Youxiao's mother, so he was neglected since he was a child. He was not appointed as the emperor's grandson, nor did he go out to study, and was even bullied by some people in the palace.
At the age of 10, he should leave the court to study. He is already 15 years old, and even some ministers and eunuchs do not think highly of him.
Precisely because he did not go out to study and loved handicrafts and inventions, he was even dubbed the "illiterate emperor" and the "carpenter emperor" in the future.
This is of course an intentional distortion.
Studying without going out of the pavilion means that you are not promoted to the throne as a prince in the palace, and are taught by civil servants and officials.
The royal family of the Ming Dynasty received palace education when they were young, and Zhu Youxiao was no exception. He was not only literate but also good at calligraphy. He would later explain the "Four Books" and write the preface himself when compiling "Three Dynasties Meeting".
Zhu Youxiao himself had books around him, and suddenly he was not used to reading from right to left and top to bottom, but he could indeed understand it.
I looked through the table and found several medical books. There was a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafting in outside the window.
Zhu Youxiao looked in the direction of Qianqing Palace from the window of Ciqing Palace.
The controversial Wanli Emperor, who had been in charge of the Ming Dynasty for forty-eight years, was seriously ill. The prince's father was accompanying him in the Qianqing Palace, and the original owner of his body was anxiously looking through medical books to find a way to extend his life.
There’s no need to look for it, just think about the subordinates you can use.
But if you really want to make a difference, you must have an economic foundation and military power.
But if you reach out and touch these two, at least the officials will dissuade you, and at worst, you will fall into the water.
It’s very difficult...
Suddenly, the door of Ciqing Palace opened, and a big eunuch with a generous figure and a solemn expression walked in.
Zhu Youxiao looked up and recognized the eunuch as Wang An, the eunuch serving in the East Palace.
Wang An has been with his father since he was established as the prince, and he has watched him grow up, but he has a crooked butt and has been surrounded by a group of civil servants.
They are the Donglin Party. Wang An is not oriented toward the royal family, but more toward Donglin.
Although Dong Lin supports his father and himself, he simply cannot live with the idea that the emperor has more power than the civil servants. Unless he wants to be an emperor who listens to opinions under the leadership of civil servants, it is best to replace Wang An and his ilk as soon as possible.
Wang An quickly glanced at the medical books on the table.
Zhu Youxiao's expression remained unchanged and he asked as usual: "Wang Daban, how is the situation with Your Majesty and his father?"
"Back to the eldest grandson of the emperor, Your Majesty has gone to bed. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be waiting at Qianqing Palace tonight. The eldest grandson of the emperor, don't read books on medicine. The imperial hospital has its own experts. Pay more attention to studying Confucian classics, and strive to leave a polite and diligent person to the ministers. Good impression."
Wang An's tone seems to be teaching you how to do things.
We can also guess the reason. Wang An is his father's eunuch. With his status and seniority, he will definitely be the eunuch in the future, and he will also take into account his own education and guidance.
There is also the Donglin Party behind it.
The Donglin Party's think tank is working as a retainer in his house, connecting inside and outside. At this time, the opportunity to rise is approaching, and he naturally has confidence in his words and deeds.
"The school knows about it."
After Wang An confessed, he sent someone to bring some things from the palace, and then returned to Qianqing Palace to wait with his father.
After he left, Zhu Youxiao turned his head slightly and looked at Qianqing Palace, an unknown fire in his heart had been ignited.
Before I touch you, you teach me how to do things first?
Others see me as the neglected grandson of the emperor and don't respect me much. Wang An knows that his father will definitely ascend the throne and he will be the prince, but he still has this attitude of teaching me how to do things. He also teaches me how to do things according to the suggestions of civil servants. This position It's really completely wrong, or it could be said that Wang An is in the body of a eunuch, but he has the heart of the Donglin Party.
You want me to be the obedient emperor of the dynasty?
We’ll see!
Zhu Youxiao looked at the medical books on the table. The original owner of the body was concerned about Wanli. He also borrowed these books from the inner study to see if there were any treatment methods.
He quickly packed up these books and carried them towards the inner study room in the palace.
Wanli was seriously ill these days, and Zhu Youxiao often looked for medical books in the inner study. The eunuch on duty in the inner study saw him and of course let him in.
"Where are the books on literature and history?"
"Ah?" Hearing Zhu Youxiao's question, the eunuch on duty in the study was slightly startled, and then immediately responded with a smile: "Go back to the emperor's eldest grandson, at the end of the left hand side. Just give me the medical and miscellaneous books."
"Okay, I'm in the study reading classics, so don't bother me."
Zhu Youxiao gave him the medical books and went to the end of the left hand area. Looking back, he saw the eunuch on duty leaving the study after putting down the books.
"Hee~"
It’s a good walk, it makes it easier for me to find books to read.
I walked past the bookshelves and didn’t stop at the traditional Confucian classics, but looked at the dusty corners.
"This is?"
There was a thick layer of dust on a book, but it could not hide the fact that the cover was specially marked with gold paper.
Zhu Youxiao walked up to the book, blew the dust lightly, and the contents on the gold paper appeared in front of his eyes.
""Mozi"...this is the seventy-one chapters that have been lost outside..."