Dingzhou City.
Since Wuzhi pacified Lingzhou, attacked Xuzhou by surprise, was trapped in the capital for a day, was worshiped as the prime minister, and took the emperor to order the princes, the first thing he did was to write a letter saying that the capital was broken and unbearable, and asked the emperor to visit Dingzhou. Semi-forcibly moved the entire Communist Party to the Dingzhou base camp.
In the same year, the name of the year was changed from Ping An to Dading.
The emperor's year name often has blessings and unique meanings. Some emperors only use one year name for their entire lives, while others change several times a year.
The "Da Ding" used at this time naturally meant to calm the world, and in the eyes of other princes, Wu Zhi's ambition was clearly revealed.
Unfortunately, even knowing this, in the face of Wu Zhi's conspiracy, in order to fight for righteousness, other feudal towns inevitably fell into the chaos of attacking each other, causing the first anti-military alliance to fall apart before it was established.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Zhi also stopped fighting, recuperated, and silently farmed and saved.
After all, after years of fighting, the potential of the entire Dingzhou has reached its limit. If it is forced to push and ignores the foundation, there is a risk of the hegemony collapsing.
Time flies, due to the cessation of Wuzhi, the largest feudal town, although the whole world is still in turmoil, there has not been a large-scale war with more than 100,000 people, as if entering a relatively peaceful period, although everyone knows that at this time Calmness is just to accumulate strength for the final overwhelming power, but it might as well let the low-level people finally have a breather, so that they will not be forced to death by the heavy life... Although they still have to continue Struggling in this war-torn world...
When the Chinese New Year in the fifth year of Dading was approaching, an awning boat slowly sailed into the small port outside the city of Dingzhou. A white-haired old Confucian came down and looked at the busy wharf, and couldn't help sighing. : "It's just a small pier outside the city, and it's so prosperous. It really has some tricks to rule the people!"
"Welcome teacher!"
On the pier, several Confucian scholars were already waiting: "I heard that the teacher is coming to give a lecture. All the students in our college are overjoyed. They have already arranged everything and are just waiting for the teacher to come!"
"good!"
This old Confucian was named Huang Zong, a well-known Confucian of the Northern School of Confucianism. He once wrote books and made his name spread far and wide.
Being invited to give lectures now is indeed a grand event in the literary world for Confucian scholars in Dingzhou City.
"This place is very good, but the spirit of merchants and soldiers is too heavy..."
After getting in the carriage and entering Dingzhou City, looking at the bustling scene on both sides, as well as the young officer riding a tall horse with bright armor, who frequently attracted the attention of many women, Huang Zong couldn't help sighing: "It's a pity that I don't have enough literary spirit!"
In troubled times, military strategists can protect the environment and the people, merchants can distribute department stores, and even farmers can enrich their products and eliminate famines.
Wu Pheasant started his career as a soldier, so naturally he would not destroy his foundation. The families of the soldiers in the town enjoyed preferential treatment such as tax exemption and service, and worked hard to develop production. The wealthy families took pride in marrying military officers.
However, in the eyes of some old-fashioned Confucianists, this is "the world is declining, and people's hearts are not old".
Even though Huang Zong is more enlightened, he is still a pure Confucian in his heart, and he also feels that the style of writing in this place is not prosperous, and there may be disasters in the future.
Of course, he wouldn't say that at this time.
The Confucian elder stroked his beard and talked about another aspect: "The old man came here and saw a lot of farmland and cottages along the way. Since the first year of Dading, the weather in Dingzhou and Lingzhou has been good. It seems that King Ding It's really destiny!"
"Yes, the teacher's words are reasonable."
All Confucian scholars agreed one after another.
In ancient times, food production was a matter of life and death for a country.
Natural disasters lead to famine, famine causes refugees, and rebels emerge from the refugees, which further destroys the original agricultural production. Basically, the end of the dynasty is in such a vicious circle.
As long as the common people have enough food, clothing and warmth to survive, they actually don't care much about who is the ruler above.
In Dingzhou and Lingzhou, the crops are ripe several times, the warehouses are filled with old grains, and the people's hearts will be stabilized after the harvest. This is quite scary, and it represents the stability of the ruling foundation. A divided and consolidated kings stand side by side, such as the period of Wu Ming's previous five dynasties and ten kingdoms, it is also very possible.
Now that Wuzhi's family alone is like this, it is even more a sign that the "Ming Lord will come out"!
Although, Wu Zhi, the designated person for this sign, is the existence that makes many Confucian scholars hysterical enough to want to jump.
"Hey... King Ding is good at everything, but he is too good for Rong Wufu and merchants..."
Even though Huang Zong didn't want to mention it, other Confucian scholars also complained bitterly: "We are the scholars who are the foundation of governing the country. King Ding has put the cart before the horse, and even used the method of examination to pick the fat and the weak for our scholars, which is really insulting to the gentleman..."
Before Wu Zhi, not just anyone could become a scholar.
Those who can be called gentry are at least landlords, otherwise they would not be able to support a full-time labor force for a long time, and buy books to study hard.
At that time, as long as scholars were successful in their studies and had a reputation in the countryside, they could be recommended for official positions. From this, a group of "talented people" who could only show their names and know nothing about government affairs and only knew how to talk.
But now, Wu Zhi's examination method improves papermaking, printing and other technologies on the one hand, and expands the source of candidates. Indirectly become a local official.
How can these original scholars bear it
This man is obviously one of the people who has lost his name and is no longer willing to study hard for the exam with those muddy legs.
"Extraordinary people must have extraordinary deeds!"
Huang Zong was not very hostile to the examination method.
I even appreciate the fact that scholars cannot become officials directly after they become officials, but must start from the grassroots officials step by step: "In my Confucianism, there are also schools of 'emphasis on the people' and 'jingshi', etc., if you don't do a good job of fighting and eating small Officials, how can they be the parents of one party?"
"It's Ding Wang's daughter, I really want to see one or two!"
At this time, the general situation of the world has gradually become clear, and Wu Zhi is the most hopeful to seize the world.
Once successful, there will inevitably be a situation where the empress is in court.
What kind of turmoil will arise in the whole world at that time, and what method the empress plans to use to rule the country, Huang Zong feels that he has the obligation to plead for the people and persuade the king.
It's a pity that he didn't know that all the handwriting was not completely done by Wu Zhi, but by Wu Ming.
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Dingwangfu.
Although the imperial court moved, theoretically the emperor is the most respected, but the regulations of the royal palace are still far beyond the rules. If you count the officials, soldiers, etc., it is even more than the imperial palace.
Wu Zhi didn't have the slightest restraint about this.
They are all ready to seek to usurp the throne, this small overstep is just a test of the waters.
If there really is a stunned young man who dares to jump out, without her doing anything, the civil and military people below will teach him to be a new man every minute.
At this time, in the back garden.
Wu Ming was wearing Xuansuge clothes, with a simple bun on his head, smiling as he looked at the little figure being teased by a few wet nurses.
In the flower hall, a small stove is used to boil tea. The spring water is boiling with whistling white gas. The tea leaves on the side are green in color and have a faint fragrance, which is refreshing. It can be seen that it is not a special product, but a spiritual tea.
"The young master and the ladies are very lively. For breakfast today, the second young master ate a bowl of yellow rice porridge and two emerald buns..."
The old lady serving beside said in a flattering tone.
"Oh? That's right, that's good!"
Wu Ming opened his hands, and the two little guys who were running around in the hall rushed towards him: "Daddy...hug!"
"OK!"
One in each hand, feeling the slightly hot body temperature of the little man in his arms, a long-lost emotion emerged in his heart.
'No matter how I cultivate, I am still a human being after all! '
If you forget your feelings too much, you may even forget your own existence in the end. Even if it is eternity, what's the point
The real eternity is great detachment, great freedom, love changes with the world, and is not burdened.
"Is Zhong'er good?"
He asked with a smile, with a fatherly look on his face.
Speaking of these years, he has not done nothing, at least, he has added a lot of children to the back house.
The second son, Wu Zhong, was also born of Wu Zhi, and several daughters were born of Princess Duanrui and other concubines.
"Um?"
When Wu Ming was having fun with his sweetheart, an inexplicable feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
Even with his concentration, his face couldn't help changing slightly at this time.
'The evolution of that universe... is over? Distraction is coming back? '
After discovering the coordinates of the steam universe in the main temple, even though he was a little hesitant, he still sent a distraction for the secret of Da Luo.
Until now, I will not give up.
Although, after being distracted to that world, he was subjected to some vague calculations, and Wu Ming had to continue to follow up with his conspiracy, but he still has some confidence in his own methods, even more so now.
After all, in order to prevent distraction and rebellion, I planted a lot of secret techniques in the opponent's soul.
Unless the opponent's level has far surpassed his own, otherwise it should be restrained.
"You go down first, tell Ding'er, I won't check his homework today!"
Wu Ming waved his hand to dismiss the others, and the whole flower hall became quiet in an instant.
He touched the center of his eyebrows, and his consciousness instantly sank into the main temple.
Boom!
Inside the main temple, many halls roared together, and the interior ripples rolled, and the phantoms of countless worlds vaguely emerged.
This incredible artifact composed of many caves and worlds, rejoiced at this moment, as if welcoming the arrival of the master.