First Prince of Ming Dynasty

One night at the end of the fifteenth year of Hongwu, Song Lian, who had retired from illness for more than a year, could not survive the chilling winter. This founding Wenzong.

It was night, Zhu Biao was woken up by his own princess gently shaking him, and he sat up with a frown and a sullen face. In the past two months, there have been a lot of affairs in the court, and there are always bad news coming from the Dongying silver mine. It was very late, and he was a little sleepless.

  Chang Luohua took a sip of the scented tea handed over by the maid, and gave it to her husband after feeling that the temperature was right. Zhu Biao took a sip, then reached out and rubbed his eyes: "It's okay, let's go ahead."

   "The Song family just received news that the master suddenly became seriously ill, and the imperial doctor also said that there is no way to recover. Should I go and give it away?"

  Zhu Biao changed his action of rubbing his eyes to covering his face with his palms, and Chang Luohua persuaded softly, "Master is seventy-two this year, and he has a very long life. You don't have to be too sad."

  Zhu Biao slowed down for a while, then got up silently and let the maid dress him up. After putting on the clothes, he ordered: "The majesty has just rested at this time, so don't be alarmed. I will report when I get up early."

   Liu Jin responded and went back to make arrangements. The so-called humbleness does not respect. To the emperor, Song Lian was just a courtier. In the past two years, it was not that there were no meritorious founding men who were higher in rank than Song Lian.

  As far as Zhu Biao is concerned, in addition to the monarch and his ministers, Song Lian is also his teacher who teaches careers and has the kindness of preaching and dispelling doubts, so he must go to the funeral.

   Besides matters above etiquette and righteousness, Song Lian has also worked hard for him these years. Seven or eight years earlier, he could beg for his bones and return home to support his life. However, in order to stabilize the Imperial Academy, he insisted on staying in Beijing regardless of his old age.

You must know that Song Lian has already achieved fame. He is a person who can be famous in history based on his articles, scriptures and achievements in history. He does not lack the experience of being an official in the past few years. Use Zhu Biao to cultivate some useful officials and students for him.

  Stepping out of the temple gate, you will see snow and sand blowing against your face, and the cold wind is blowing. Not far away, there is a ready car with a white tiger leather seat, and a heater is burning inside. However, due to the rush and the interior of the car is too wide, the temperature is still very low.

  Liu Jin quickly arranged the Wujin Qilin foot stove under the feet of His Highness, and put a few hand stoves on the backrest to ensure that His Highness would not be cold at least.

Zhu Biao stared blankly at the burning candlelight in the car, but he was not too sad. After all, no one dies. The age of the master is already considered a happy and mournful one. It's just that he feels a little powerless for some reason, and he feels that people in the previous era really The ones are carving zero.

  Can't help but think of my father and queen, the father is nothing more than that, after all, history has proved the tenacity and longevity, but the mother is not.

  The car drove out of Chengtian Gate and drove all the way. The Jinwu Guards cleared the way, and the Bingmasi, who had received the news long ago, withdrew the curfew fence set up on the street.

By the time Zhu Biao arrived at the Song Mansion, Song Lian was already sweating profusely and exhausted, hanging his last breath with precious ginseng. Zhu Biao ignored the people who saluted and kowtowed all the way, and just took off his cloak before entering the bed , lest the cold above hit the Master.

  Seeing that His Royal Highness finally arrived, Song Lian was slightly cheered up, tried his best to swallow the ginseng soup in his mouth, and then signaled the imperial doctor to administer acupuncture so that he could explain the funeral.

  Zhu Biao sat in front of the couch and held his withered hand. His palm was cold but smooth, and Zhu Biao didn't know how to speak for a moment.

  Song Lian's eyes were glued to Zhu Biao's face, and he looked at his sad expression and smiled: "Your Highness...Your Highness, have you not had a good rest these days? You should rest more and put the country first..."

  Zhu Biao replied: "Yes, listen to Master..."

  As the imperial doctor gave the needle and withdrew, Song Lian's spirit was visibly cheered up, but Zhu Biao could feel that the hand he was holding was getting colder and colder, as if it was colder than the snow outside.

   "There is nothing to worry about in the old official's family. Your Highness should not promote more because of caring for the old official. Song Zan is not a talent for an official. It is already reluctant to be able to teach in the Imperial College."

"Your Highness is very clear about the affairs of the court. I have long since had no one to teach me. It's just that those who are masters should be more lenient. The Holy One is great and powerful in founding the country. Although he governs the world with heavy codes, everyone in the world is grateful , and no one dared to disagree."

  "After His Royal Highness inherits the great cause in the future, he will bestow favors on officials, peasants, craftsmen, merchants, and people from foreign vassals, stop the edge of pioneering, cherish the power of the people and promote reproduction...

"To grow and cultivate one's mind and one's nature, one's own morality, one's treasure, one's own sage in one's heart, why bother to adore others, cultivate one's heart so that it can be abrupt and profound...Keep a clear mind and get rid of human hypocrisy, and then you can be in harmony with the world Together, with the sun and the moon, and with the four seasons, to realize the way of a gentleman"

  Zhu Biao nodded from time to time, and Song Lian's voice gradually became smaller, and finally passed away safely under the watchful eyes of all the disciples and family members, and the suppressed sobbing sound in the room gradually became louder.

  Zhu Biao exhaled, and gently put Master's hand back into the quilt. When he was young, Zhu Biao had been fighting outside all the year round. Apart from his mother and queen, Master Song was with him the longest.

Zhu Biao's ability today is absolutely inseparable from the old master's earnest teaching. When he first came, he looked down on this old-fashioned classics. It was Song Lian who made him realize the world and everything in it. In it, you can ask for it.

The Song Mansion was busy until early in the morning, and there was also news from the palace that the Holy Majesty announced that he would stop court for three days. Not long after, another **** came to commemorate the decree. Criticism of one person's shortcomings is always the same, and he is not only a gentleman, but he can be called a virtuous man!"

  This is from Zhu Yuanzhang's final words to the old minister. It is not just a gentleman, but like the ancient sages, it contains gratitude to him for teaching the prince.

  In this way, the officials of the Ministry of Rites must draw up a good posthumous title for him to be extremely honorable.

   On the second day, the imperial court issued a decree posthumously conferring Song Lian's grandfather as Yazhong doctor and Taichang Shaoqing, his father as Jiayi doctor and Minister of Rites, and both his grandmother and mother posthumously named Shuren.

  As for Song Lian himself, Guozijian sacrificed wine and entered Ronglu Doctor Zhengzhi Shangqing, added the title of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, Prince Jin Taishi, and pursued posthumous posthumous Wenduan.

  The Ministry of Rites drafted the posthumous title and sent it to Lao Zhu. The emperor circled Xianhe Duan himself, and ordered someone to send it to the prince. These two posthumous titles are undoubtedly beautiful.

  To be well-informed and capable is called constitution, and to observe propriety and uphold righteousness is called integrity, and this word constitution also contains a meaning that although versatile, it is not a great way.

   It cannot be said that it is wrong, the old master is indeed not good at practical affairs, and can comfort the environment and the people, but Zhu Biao, as a disciple, must give the master another level when he has the right to make decisions.

   Respecting yourself and being tolerant is called Duan; holding your heart to be chaste and quiet is called Duan; observing etiquette and self-respect is called Duan, good!

  ...

  In the sixteenth year of Hongwu, Zhu Biao used a huge sum of money on medical and human research on the grounds of repairing the ancestral mausoleum of the emperor's hometown. Now there are many Japanese slaves who were injured and sick due to embankment repairs and mining...

  With the frantic mining of Dongying's minerals, Daming's gold and silver reserves were filled, and the paper money issued became more stable, and many merchants in the surrounding vassal states began to use it.

  The overseas crops brought back in the past few years have also undergone trial planting, cultivation and selection, etc., and began to try to expand the scale of planting. Of course, it is mainly on the barren land and forests. At present, it is mainly planted as supplementary food or dishes.

   Judging from the current situation, people in the Central Plains and Jiangnan regions are unwilling to try to grow these crops, and prefer to grow more economic crops.

   Liaodong, North Korea and other places may be where they want to exert their strength.

As several small vassal states in Southwest Nanyang lead their territories, the imperial court's control of the frontier began to become more and more difficult. Zhu Biao knew that this had reached the limit of the times. There will not be any major changes in the means policy.

   Fortunately, Zhu Biao now has enough money to invest in dozens of scientific research projects that have not seen any results for hundreds of years, and steam power is the core goal.

  ………(end of this chapter)