The sky is dim and bright.
He Xinyin, who was left hanging in the Shuntian Mansion Prison, finally ended his long winter night. Following a eunuch, he walked out of the Shuntian Mansion Prison and saw the light of day again.
He Xinyin raised his head, greedily feeling the not-so-bright light and shadow shining on his body.
Not only did he feel comfortable to be able to leave the prison for a short time, but also because the emperor finally summoned him, he felt completely relieved.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Prince Yin Zhiyuan of Shuntian Prefecture avoiding him from a distance, as if he didn't want to meet him face to face.
"So that Mr. Hu will know that Wang Jingzhao has not yet concluded Mr. Hu's case. After this interview, our family still has to send Mr. Hu back." Sun Long on the side explained softly.
Sun Long was a very thorough Confucian, and he spoke highly of people's opinion leaders like He Xinyin.
Of course, respect is limited to words, and it does not prevent him from sending He Xinyin back to jail later.
After all, He Xinyin has a lot of cases.
Although the case of killing an official for resisting taxes has been concluded, the crime of escaping from the garrison after being fined and sent to the army still needs to be investigated.
In addition, in the forty years of Jiajing, the old case of collaborating with the alchemist Lan Daoxing to play prophecies and confuse Shizong cannot be avoided.
As well as the case of gathering disciples to give lectures in February of the third year of Wanli and threatening to be the first assistant to autocratic government affairs, Wang Zhiyuan obviously had no intention of letting it go.
Even in May of the sixth year of Wanli, Jin Yunfeng, Zeng Guang and others fabricated the demon book "Da Qian Qi Yun Lu", and the three chieftains Yongshun, Baojing and Youyang were involved in the rebellion. The names of Liang Ruyuan and Luo Xun were also included in the files of Chen Xingbu of Huguang Newspaper.
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Coupled with this is the case of criticizing public opinion and ridiculing government affairs.
With all kinds of crimes, plus the fact that Shuntian Mansion will be handed over to the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple after trial, He Xinyin will probably have no choice but to spend this year in prison.
He Xinyin followed Sun Long and nodded calmly when he heard this: "It's just a criminal, but I'd rather trouble my father-in-law to pick him up and drop him off."
When he did not run away this time, but took the initiative to throw himself into the trap, he was mentally prepared.
His own fate no longer mattered, now he just wanted to see the emperor.
Sun Long smiled politely, divided the buns he bought along the way into two without leeks, and handed them to He Xinyin.
"The case of Mr. Hu has not yet been concluded, so how can we say anything about the crime? In these days, there are many officials both inside and outside the court interceding for Mr. Hu."
"Yesterday, Shandong Dao Yushi Zhao Chongshan mentioned that there are three people who have accumulated grievances and should be redressed. Two of them have been redressed, but one of them has not yet been redressed."
Regardless of what the second one is, this one obviously refers to He Xinyin.
"Thank you so much, father-in-law." Seeing that the buns were still steaming, He Xinyin didn't refuse. He simply took them and gnawed them as he walked. "No wonder His Majesty summoned me today. It turns out that someone is asking for help."
Since he voluntarily surrendered, he has been ignored by the emperor until now. He thought he would be dismissed easily, but he didn't expect that today he would take a turn for the worse.
Sun Long was walking in front. Hearing this, he immediately corrected himself: "That's not true. Long live the Lord had already planned to summon the husband."
"It's just that after the Long Live Master went out to visit Beijing, he celebrated the birthday of the Virgin Mary, and was assassinated by traitors such as Shi Maohua and Liu Shiyan. He has been busy to this day."
He Xinyin stopped stuffing the bun into his mouth and raised his head in shock: "Assassination!?"
He had been in prison for a long time. Although he was not embarrassed by Wang Zhiyuan, isolation from the world was still unavoidable.
Now that I suddenly heard about such a big thing as the emperor's assassination, I was inevitably shocked.
Moreover, hearing this, I still assassinated him one after another!
No matter how much we do now, it is much better than the previous ones. Why do we have people keep trying like this!?
Sun Long had served in the palace for many years, so he naturally understood what it meant to stop at the slightest point. He only briefly summarized the recent events with He Xinyin.
Finally, he concluded: "... This morning, Long Live Lord did not go to the morning court. Instead, he successively summoned the local foreign officials who were reporting on their work at the end of the year. In the middle of the process, he remembered the husband's previous request to see the saint, so he called our family.
Summon the husband monkey into the palace."
He Xinyin listened quietly, silently turning the buns in his hands into pieces.
After a while, he sighed and said: "I, a country man, usually only see the emperor in full glory, but unexpectedly, he is murderous at every step. Just listening to it, I can't help but feel the hair on my head stand on end, and I am extremely frightened."
"Fortunately it didn't cause any serious disaster."
Sun Long reached out and took out the chicken tongue incense from his arms, handed it to He Xinyin, and praised: "If it is as your Majesty said, Mr. Husband is not confused about important matters."
This is also the reason why Sun Long maintains respect for He Xinyin.
It is certainly a sin to criticize the public and ridicule the government, but in terms of motivation, it can still be discussed.
Tan Yao, who was demoted to the position of professor at Imperial College, was paraded through the streets a few days ago because he privately applauded Shi Maohua and was reported by students.
And He Xinyin, who was also not welcomed by the court, sincerely cared about the emperor's safety.
Compare the two and make a judgment.
He Xinyin was taking the chicken tongue fragrance, and his movements were stagnant when he heard the words.
He took it into his mouth and argued angrily: "I've never been confused about small things!"
After hearing this, Sun Long shook his head and laughed: "Long live the Lord, you are not mocking your husband, Monkey King, for being confused over trivial matters."
He cupped his hands towards the Forbidden City and said, "Long live the Lord, since He Xinyin is willing to surrender to Shuntian Mansion and beg for an interview, it means that this guy is just a route...that is, there is something wrong with the road, but his conscience is still very good.
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The more He Xinyin listened, the weirder his expression became.
Generally speaking, He Xinyin didn't care much about the comments of those in higher positions.
But the emperor is still the emperor. Coming from the conclusion reached at the top of the Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Constant Rules, even a deviant like him would inevitably feel a little strange in his heart.
"Ahem."
He Xinyin coughed slightly, covered it up a little, and said no more.
When Sun Long saw this, he cut off his words and silently led the way.
In winter, the days are short and the nights are long.
Since it was already dark at this time, it was naturally getting late.
The people in the city have set up businesses along the roadside.
Along the way, you may occasionally encounter court officials who have missed their naps and are running around in a hurry.
When Sun Long led He Xinyin into the Meridian Gate, the sky was already bright.
Then there was the tireless body search and security check by the guards.
There were several body searches at the palace gates, and the guards rubbed off the skin that He Xinyin had accumulated from not washing for more than ten days.
This made He Xinyin begin to wonder if these guards were deliberately making things difficult for him.
"Is the palace inspection so strict now?"
He Xinyin turned back and glanced at the guard at the palace gate.
It was not like he had never entered the palace before. During the Jiajing period, he only paid ten taels of silver to the eunuch and then visited the palace.
The stern appearance now is really strange.
Sun Long explained politely: "Last time the vassal monk assassinated Jia, the commander of the Yulin Guards, Xia Kai, committed suicide in fear of crime. The Imperial Army is not as lazy as before."
I just don't know how long I can control it. Thinking like this, Sun Long couldn't help but shake his head.
The two of them were silent all the way and walked quickly along the royal road. Soon they entered the Xiyuan and stood outside the Chengguang Hall.
Naturally, Sun Long was an expert.
He Xinyin stood outside the corridor with his hands tied, looking around aimlessly.
I saw the Chengguang Hall facing the Wengcheng in the east, Taiye Pond in the west, with Huabiao standing in the north and south, called Jicui, and piled snow. In the middle, there is a golden hall with a dome like a canopy, showing the style of the Heavenly Family.
He Xinyin twirled his beard and curled his lips in an inconspicuous manner. It was all because of the people's wealth!
He turned his head and saw several officials waiting outside Chengguang Hall, either closing their eyes to rest or looking this way out of curiosity.
From time to time, faint sounds of conversation could be heard in the hall, but it was hard to hear clearly.
Apparently, as Sun Long said, the emperor was summoning foreign officials.
Not long after, Sun Long walked out of the hall in small steps and came to He Xinyin. He stretched out his hand to guide the way: "Master Husband, follow me inside to see the saint. You must pay attention to your manners later."
He Xinyin nodded and followed Sun Long in a polite manner.
After he entered the palace, he still couldn't help but look around with his peripheral vision.
I can see that the inside of the palace is more gorgeous than the outside. It turns upside down and rotates like a ring, and the red sill is green and luxurious.
He Xinyin kept shaking his head, silently making plans for an interview later.
As he took steps, the sounds of conversations in the palace became clearer.
Looking towards the place where the sound came from, He Xinyin could only see the emperor sitting in the middle of the hall behind the imperial desk, talking to the officials who were bowing and saluting below the imperial steps.
"Long live my lord, He Xinyin is here."
Sun Long stepped forward to report.
Just as He Xinyin was about to salute, the emperor's voice rang out at the right time: "Just listen and wait."
He had just bent down, but silently straightened up again, followed Sun Long to the side, and looked at the emperor.
"Xiong Qing, go on."
Zhu Yijun only glanced at He Xinyin, then withdrew his gaze and signaled Xiong Dunpu to continue.
Xiong Dunpu took a look at his words and then said: "But the resistance to the implementation of "Yun Lue Yi Tong" in the south is too great."
“Not only are the local officials acting aggressively, but the people are also quite repulsive.”
"There are many reasons. From a regional level, there are secret rumors in officialdom that this move is because officials in the north deliberately change customs and suppress the south step by step; among the people, they mostly speak so-called popular Mandarin, which is obliterating local characteristics and tampering with
The culture and soul of the local people.”
"When two phases come together, the emotions are extremely strong."
"Nowadays, from Zhejiang officials to civilian scholars, whenever "Yun Lue Yi Tong" is mentioned, they will point out "Hongwu Zhengyun" and regard it as the orthodoxy of Taizu."
"In such a situation, I really dare not force myself to do anything."
Xiong Dunpu took out the memorial from his sleeve and handed it to the minister at the side.
Zhu Yijun took Xiong Dunpu's statement and quickly browsed it.
The more he looked, the more he frowned.
"Yun Lue Yi Tong" written by Xiong Dunpu is the representative of the phonology of the Central Plains today. It is in the same vein as the Yayan of the Spring and Autumn Period, the Tongyu of the Early Han Dynasty, the correct pronunciation of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the correct pronunciation of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
That is to say, the northern Mandarin - the northern pronunciation is correct and can be combined with each other. It is called Zhongyuan Yayin. It is about 70% to 80% similar to Mandarin.
The so-called "Hongwu Zhengyun" is Mandarin based on Southern dialect.
In addition to the two, there are Tianjin Mandarin, Fuzhou Mandarin, Southeast Mandarin, and so on.
They are all serious languages ​​that are popular all over the world.
But getting down to business, the world does not need so much mandarin. When it is time to take a back seat, we should no longer show off. Xiong Dunpu said "Japan is not far away" when he said, "Yin Jian is not far away," didn't you hear it?
In order to achieve the goal of "conquering the world", "universal homonym" is an indispensable means.
Vigorously promoting northern Mandarin is an integral part of the topic that needs no elaboration.
Therefore, Xiong Dunpu and others took over this task, and are now reporting on their duties in front of the emperor.
It’s just not obvious that such a major event as the universal homophony cannot be accomplished in a day, and there is a long way to go.
Xiong Dunpu hesitated for a moment and then said: "Your Majesty, I have to be frank, if this matter does not come to an end, I am afraid it will always be so difficult to move forward."
"Only if the center customizes and stipulates the elegant Chinese language as the national language, can we get twice the result with half the effort."
Zhu Yijun slowly closed the memorial and sighed helplessly: "Let me blow the wind first, isn't it just to test the water temperature?"
"Now it seems that it is obviously not the right time yet."
If there is no support for the policy from local officials to the people, then pushing it forward will only be a piece of paper and become a joke.
Hearing this, Xiong Dunpu also felt that the emperor was unwilling.
He subconsciously complained: "The poison left by the Qianyuan Dynasty is really profound!"
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The Qianchao was naturally to blame for this matter.
The concept of the Central Plains is constantly expanding. It was originally the land of the Zhou and Qin kings and the Luoxia area in Henan, and then slowly expanded to Hebei, Shanxi, Shandong and other places. The Yayan of the Central Plains, that is, the northern Mandarin, also gradually began to be "four directions".
Passage”.
However, in the Yuan Dynasty BC, Mongolian was designated as the national language, and the character Pasiba was designated as the national character. Yayan lost its identity as the national language for the first time. At that time, Xu Jingren, the son of the great scholar Xu Heng, was proficient in Mongolian. The whole family was so proud that he even reprimanded
Others also use Mongolian.
As Yayan in the Central Plains lost its status as the national language and was no longer widely spoken, Mandarin in various places naturally made a silent comeback.
A history that has lasted for a hundred years has been reversed. If you want to move forward, you will naturally have to use more strength.
Zhu Yijun shook his head and did not blame others.
"Let's lay the foundation first and then talk about it."
"Let the feudal lords of Ryukyu, Korea and other countries send people to Seikan for further study, and re-revise books such as "Learning Mandarin" and "Mandarin Questions and Answers" and make them into Zhongyuan Yayan."
"Xiong Qing is now the sole censor, so he might as well be more forceful and pay more attention to local government offices, private schools, colleges, temples, newspapers, storytellers..."
It is natural to learn from good experiences, and in particular, we must respect the objective laws of language development.
Zhu Yijun still planned to use schools as the basis, local government offices as the leader, newspapers, storytellers and other news media as examples, and public service industries such as Buddhism, Taoism, and education as windows, and gradually expand and slowly lay the foundation.
Xiong Dunpu had suffered a loss himself, so he recognized this matter and nodded frequently.
"There is also the matter of the Pinyin dictionary. Xiong Qing will go to the General Affairs Department later to ask for Ni Guang's recommendation, and they will discuss it with the Ministry of Rites to see how to improve and promote it."
Zhu Yijun gave another instruction.
Xiong Dunpu remembered it in his heart and whispered yes.
After a while, seeing that the emperor had no further instructions, he bowed and silently withdrew.
Zhu Yijun reached out and rubbed his neck: "Who is next?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hong immediately stepped forward and responded: "Long live my Lord, this is Mei Yousong, who has taken up the post of right deputy staff officer of the General Staff Council of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion. I would like to accept your official appointment in person with Your Majesty."
Zhu Yijun clicked his tongue.
The Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army is now also a hot job, and people are thinking about becoming official even before they take up the post.
Of course, this is no wonder Mei Yousong.
He has done a good job in the local area. He is "skilled in the administration of officials, has a thorough understanding of human relations, eliminates corruption and corruption, eliminates injustice and stagnation, has powerful strategies, and convinces the soldiers and the people." It can be said that he is well-known.
But as soon as the news spread that he had assumed the post of Governor-General of the Fifth Army, rumors spread that this capable minister from Sichuan was quite a manly person - even his name was a foresight given by his parents to make it more obvious.
Zhu Yijun couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.
He has become accustomed to these tricks. From him as the emperor, to Zhang Juzheng in the cabinet, Li Zaiting, who was lucky enough to join, and even Wang Zhiyuan today, who among those who followed the New Deal has not been exposed to such hooks?
Mei Yousong's Qi-nurturing skills obviously still need some heat.
Zhu Yijun waved his hand: "Let him wait first, and join the queue here."
Unlike Xiong Dunpu who immediately wanted to return to Zhejiang after completing his duties, Mei Yousong will definitely not be able to leave when he enters Beijing, so it doesn't hurt to see him later.
Zhang Hong glanced at He Xinyin who jumped in line and understood: "I'll go right now."
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After Zhang Hong left, Sun Long pulled He Xinyin and took a step forward: "Long live the Lord."
He Xinyin paused, then stepped forward and bowed: "He Xinyin, a common man, pays homage to Your Majesty."
When Sun Long heard this, his eyelids jumped.
However, there was no room for him to speak here, so he only glanced at He Xinyin and then retreated worriedly.
Zhu Yijun stood up from the throne and stretched out: "Common? Then why don't you, a common man, kneel before me?"
He looked up and down at He Xinyin. He was an old man in his sixties, withered and thin. The rumors in the world that this man was highly skilled in martial arts and could kill soldiers like a fool were obviously untrue.
However, looking at his complexion, he was quite rosy, and there was no sense that his end was imminent - historically, He Xinyin died in Wang Zhiyuan's prison in the seventh year of Wanli.
This is a real blow. Historically, Wang Zhiyuan really did something wrong.
Zhu Yijun's heart was filled with confusion.
He Xinyin buried his head and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Your Majesty, I am from the 25th year of Jiajing. I am the first in the Jiangxi Provincial Examination. I have the reputation of being a civil servant. I will not kneel unless it is a grand ceremony."
Since he was not deprived of his birth certificate, his status as a Juren naturally still counts.
Zhu Yijun chuckled: "Didn't you just call yourself a grassroots citizen?"
He Xinyin was silent for a moment: "Common people dare not be His Majesty's students."
Zhu Yijun walked out from behind the imperial desk and walked down the imperial steps.
What He Xinyin said he didn't dare to say was just unwillingness.
For He Xinyin, who believed that the five moral ethics were all "friends" and that "the emperor was just a profession", it was probably more difficult than life to regard the emperor as his teacher and to be inferior to others.
Likewise, the deviant New Four People's Theory of "the streets are full of saints" and "different division of labor and equality for all" cannot accept kneeling.
That's why He Xinyin called himself a grassroots citizen and used his identity as a scholar to avoid kneeling. He looked extremely awkward.
It's really...good!
Zhu Yijun felt a hint of appreciation in his heart.
This kind of forward-thinking idea is actually many years ahead of its time.
It is no wonder that he traveled all over the world to give lectures, and the streets were empty of thousands of people. Li Zhi, Wang Shizhen and others regarded him as an idol. Even the court officials called him a strange person and highly praised him.
It can be said that today, he is the first person who can resonate with Zhu Yijun spiritually!
The emperor's smile became even brighter.
Naturally, he would not embarrass He Xinyin. He just asked someone to bring in the coffee table and asked straight to the point: "Then why does Liang Zhuqian keep asking to see me? Is it because insulting me with his post is not enough, and he wants to point his nose at me and scold me again?"
After saying that, he sat down and then extended his hand to indicate that He Xinyin could sit down.
Seeing the emperor's magnanimity, He Xinyin couldn't help but secretly praise him.
He bowed his hands in a salute and sat down in a dignified manner: "In reply to Your Majesty, the common people have no intention of offending Your Majesty."
"Unveiling the post is just an opportunity to admonish Your Majesty. You should correct yourself first. I regret that God has no way out, so I made this decision."
"If you speak inappropriately, ordinary people are willing to take the blame."
Zhu Yijun didn't answer, and listened quietly to He Xinyin's words, pouring tea for himself to soothe his thirsty throat.
"As for the reason for asking to see His Majesty..."
He Xinyin raised his head, looked at the emperor, and said seriously: "Common people are brave and would like to ask Your Majesty, what is the real intention of the so-called royal property disclosure?"
Say something from the bottom of your heart.
He used Huangzhuang to persuade the emperor. At most, he hoped that the emperor would not be strict with others and be lenient to himself. At best, it was just to allow Huangzhuang to take advantage of the east wind of farming under the pressure of surging public opinion.
, a little convergence of one or two is enough.
Unexpectedly, the emperor made a big move and immediately announced his property.
It's really unexpected.
Then comes the even more heart-wrenching key: what on earth did the emperor have in mind to say such a thing?
Zhu Yijun took a sip of tea and drank it slowly.
He raised his head and looked at He Xinyin with a strange look in his eyes: "Liang Zhuqian doesn't think that you are the only saints in the world who care about the world."
"The rest, including me as the emperor, and even the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, are all monopolies who knock their bones and suck out their marrow, and treat the people as nothing?"
The tone was slightly cold.
Faced with the emperor's naked pressure, He Xinyin cautiously did not answer immediately.
After a moment, he met the emperor's gaze, with a serious and sincere expression: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for speaking frankly... isn't it?"
There was no unnecessary sound in the hall for a while.
The breathing of the two people could be heard clearly.
The eyes that silently looked at each other were locked in a conflict, and no one deviated even a little bit.
The atmosphere gradually became anxious.
I don't know how much time passed, but He Xinyin seemed a little tired and lowered his eyes slightly.
He shrugged the tip of his nose, took a long breath, and said: "Throughout three dynasties, the common people have witnessed the great construction and construction of high-rise buildings in the World Temple, the indulgent feasting of guests in the Mu Temple, the courtiers helping Zhou to abuse and doing nothing, and the people are increasingly withered and wailing everywhere."
"Even if His Majesty has made great achievements in civil and military affairs in the past eight years, and has made his holy name famous both in court and in the field, and the common people... the common people are talking about real common people, how much better have their lives been?"
"How do ordinary people know whether His Majesty is just using the guise of ordinary people to gain power?"
"Not only was Shimiao, but also Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty was not a wise emperor at the time?"
At the end, He Xinyin couldn't help but sigh.
When Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty first came to the throne, he corrected chaos, worked hard to govern, and created the most prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty. Who can not say a word about the wise emperor?
What happens after you gain enough power?
Not to mention Duke Huan of Qi, Emperor Wu of Liang, Shizong of this dynasty, there are too many to mention...
How many emperors can really pretend to be the people in their hearts? Most of them just shout loud slogans.
He Xinyin could not trust a creature like the emperor from the bottom of his heart.
But it was precisely because of this that he reacted so strongly after the emperor proposed to disclose his property, and he had to meet the emperor.
He Xinyin looked closely into the emperor's eyes, with sincerity and tears: "It is precisely because of your Majesty's actions that the common people saw an extraordinary glimmer of hope, so the common people risked their lives to surrender and ask to see your Majesty."
"The ordinary people are brave and just want to take a look at the true form of His Majesty's conscience."
"Your Majesty, please grant me your permission."
After saying that, he stood up and left the table, and bowed respectfully to the emperor.
Chapter completed!