MTL - First Prince of Ming Dynasty-Chapter 707 The decline of the people

  Chapter 707 The decline of the people

  In the Kaijing Palace, the seven-year-old King Koryo was running around in the palace. The heavy court clothes did not suppress the vitality that belonged to the child alone, and a group of palace people chased after him yelling.

   "My lord, please slow down."

   "Hee hee, don't even try to catch me."

  The court meeting had just ended. For a child, being forced to sit on a chair and listen to a group of adults arguing was definitely not a good experience, so Wang Xuan immediately ran out.

   "Heh, there are really no rules like this. Is the Queen Mother always teaching us this way?"

   "It's really outrageous. The masters who taught the king in the palace should be replaced."

The two groups of ministers slowly exited the hall, all elegant and elegant, with exquisite beards and hair, braided hair on their heads, and various precious jewels adorned on the ends of their hair and around their bodies. the next habit.

  From the royal family, the nobles, down to the common people, they are all used to braiding Hufu...

  A black-bearded man with the appearance of a military general turned his head in displeasure: "The court uniform given by the Ming Dynasty is really awkward. It is not as comfortable as the original one, and it is also convenient for riding and shooting."

  The people around did not respond. If you are dissatisfied, don’t implicate us. The Mongols left, but the Han people came back. Besides, the clothes are pretty good, and we don’t ride and shoot.

   "My lord, according to the military report that came back recently, Mr. Li Fu stopped the attack and urged the court to allocate food as soon as possible."

   An old man with a deep bearing beside Li Renren stroked his beard and said, "Why did he stop the offensive suddenly? Did he think the imperial court had enough food and grass! Li Zi gained power and harmed the country and the people!"

   "The imperial court's inventory has already been emptied in order to make up enough food and grass for him last time. He dared to delay the fighter plane. He clearly wanted to raise the bandits' self-respect. My lord, why don't you call him back to Beijing immediately?"

  Li Renren's face remained unchanged and he just ordered everyone to prepare food and grass immediately, but no one responded when he spoke. The weaker families lowered their heads, while the more powerful ones frowned and looked directly at Li Renren.

The Li family is not weak, but it is really not to the point where all the families can bow their heads and bow their heads. Respecting Li Renren as the leader is only because his status and ability are suitable, and everyone really needs a representative. This is also the tradition of the family, not everything. Fighting to be the first, maintaining the family inheritance is the most important thing.

"Zizhong, a few days ago there were rebels in the Gyeongsangdo Memorial, but they have not been resolved until now. Is it because there is no food and grass? Where did it come from?"

  Li Renren smiled and said: "I haven't collected the tax this month. Send someone down to collect it. Hundreds of believers will collect enough food for the court."

  You Xianna and Li Zhan glared angrily: "There are people rebelling all over the world. If the people forcefully expropriate food, Master Li will know what will happen!"

  Li Renren ignored him, and the others did the same. The flames in Li Zhan's eyes gradually extinguished, and he walked away like a walking dead. The country was hopeless.

Sighing a few times, some newly promoted officials with lower official positions looked coldly at the backs of these aristocrats and left. They had no room to speak in the court. Everyone had been Li Zhan, but in the end all the same.

  The dignitaries watched them go away, and then someone said: "It's not good to create chaos in the world, not to mention that those untouchables really don't have a few grains of food in their hands."

  Li Renren sneered: "The Jin family is rich with thousands of mountains of grain, how about offering it to the court to solve the urgent need? I can ask for credit for my elder brother, but I have to ask the palace to send a princess to thank me."

  The person who spoke before laughed: "It's better to send someone to collect food. The family foundation has been saved by generations of ancestors with diligence and thrift. I can't be this unworthy descendant. As for the princess, it's no different if she goes to the robes."

"Ha ha ha ha"

   "Brother Jin seems to have tasted the taste of a princess, but I don't know who it is, but I also want to gain knowledge."

   "It's easy to talk about."

  Koryo kings have been passed down for hundreds of years. There are not many serious princesses in these two generations, but there are many old princesses who still have charm, not to mention the clan daughters who were born in the royal family and were named princesses.

   The serious business of the discussion quickly turned into this, and Li Renren got used to it. It's not that he didn't think about helping the building to turn the tide, but there are such people around him.

It would be fine to say that this group of people are idiots who only know how to enjoy themselves, but they are not. Among these people, the family inheritance is short and has a history of more than a hundred years. There are not many people in one generation. stupid people.

They are not stupid, but too smart. Goryeo is obviously at its end, and no matter how much you invest, it will be nothing. It is better to plunder the savings so that the next dynasty can continue to inherit the hundreds of years. rich.

   They rebelled against the rioters, slaughtered left and right and plundered frantically. At the end of the day, they all died of their own kind.

  Since the Mongols were defeated, the royal power fell to the side. Who didn't take the opportunity to raise a private army of more than 10,000?

In a word, the harder people live in the world, the better their lives are. Those who can’t survive have another choice besides rebellion, and that is to be their slaves. Before, it took a lot of effort to get a slave, but now you can send it yourself. Those who come to the door have to choose carefully.

  ………

  In a Buddhist hall in the harem of Goryeo, a haggard old woman worshiped a golden Buddha statue devoutly. After reading a scripture, two lines of muddy tears rolled down her face.

   "Buddha, my Wang family has worshiped you devoutly for more than three hundred years, do you really want us to be destroyed?"

   "Buddha, I implore you to save us, and bless Goryeo to rejuvenate, even if it means killing me."

   "Buddha, please bless, that child must be the blood of the former king."

  A middle-aged court lady helped her up and comforted her: "Empress Dowager, you have made five more golden statues for the Buddha, and the Buddha will definitely bless you."

  Empress Dowager Mingde's eyes were dull, she just babbled about her own words, but suddenly she seemed to come back to her senses: "Go, bring the king!"

   "Yes, ma'am."

   Soon, the struggling king was forcibly carried over. When he saw Empress Dowager Mingde, he began to cry in fear.

   "The eyes are similar, and his back is also similar, right?"

   "Yes, ma'am, the king is the blood of the king."

The shrill cry finally made the already irritable Empress Dowager Mingde collapse, and she slapped the king fiercely on the face: "Don't cry! You are the king, you want to bring the dynasty back to life, and you want to inherit the royal family's blood! "

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  In the villages around Kaijing, more than a dozen tax-collecting yamen servants carried knives in their waists and iron rulers in their hands, and went door-to-door to search for the last remaining grain.

Of course not all of them. Occasionally, after entering the house, they will quickly exit cursing. The people inside have starved to death or hanged to death. come up.

   "My lord, we really have no food. The child starved to death yesterday."

  The two couples who couldn't even crawl up supported their bodies to answer the words, but the officials didn't seem to hear them, and searched everything in the house roughly.

   "Ah! Please don't, my lord, we were wrong, please let us go."

  The two of them writhed on the ground in pain after being hit by an iron ruler, like two earthworms being pulled out from the ground. The officials watched and laughed.

That woman is not good-looking, and she is also very dirty. She looks like she hasn't washed and groomed for more than a month, and no official can look down on her. Over the past few years, no one of them has four or five good-looking women. They eat a lot, and there is no problem with a dozen or twenty per person.

  Who told them to have knives in their hands and still manage the collection of food? What a good time, and their lives are almost the same as those of the nobles. I really hope that this day can continue like this, and the children and grandchildren can enjoy it.

   There are a few shrieks and sobs remaining.

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  (end of this chapter)