Chongzhen put Old Lady Song and Wang Yangming and Zhang Juzheng together, Wang Chengen did not feel the slightest shock, but his eyes were slightly red.

If Daming had a few more loyal ministers like Old Lady Song, how could Daming still fall into such a field today.

The dignified capital of the Ming Dynasty is like a Qinglou, the Jurchen Tartars come when they say they come, and they leave when they say they go, which is simply a great shame that has never been seen since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

Chongzhen suddenly felt that his diligence to the point of crazy diligence had more meaning, not only for the people of the Ming Dynasty, but also to live up to the expectations of loyal and righteous people like Old Lady Song.

Chongzhen picked up the imperial pen on the bookcase and began to work on the chapter again, but he wrote four big characters before the pen outlined the chapter.

"Cheng'en, notify the Ministry of Rites, give the Song family a memorial arch, and let Zuo Shilang Xu Guangqi do it himself, so as not to have any mistakes in the middle."

Wang Chengen took the four big characters handed over by Chongzhen with both hands, his heart was shocked, and he blinked his eyes vigorously in disbelief.

When I opened my eyes, I saw these four words again, and only then did I confirm that these four words were true: "Follow the parable." ”

Wang Chengen went to the Ministry of Rites, but many officials in the Ministry of Rites took leave and took an official sedan chair to the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.

Bai Shanzi didn't think about yarn too much, but just when he was about to leave the Song Weaving Factory, Zhu Shun found him and said part of the plan without hesitation.

Just after listening to part of the plan, Bai Shanzi knew the importance of this matter, and he didn't go hunting, so he went to Hejian Mansion in the north of Shuntian Mansion on the same day.

Using his connections, he temporarily transferred a large amount of yarn from Hejian Mansion, which is next to Shuntian Mansion, to transport it to the Song Weaving Factory, and just loaded a ship today, and then sailed towards the capital through the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.

This ordinary merchant ship can no longer be ordinary, but it has attracted the attention of many people, because the key to Zhu Shun's breakthrough lies in this flat sand ship.

Yang Village.

A small ferry port along the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal.

It is also the first ferry port to enter the territory of Shuntianfu, there are many wine shops, teahouses are everywhere, and many merchant ships will basically choose to rest here after entering Shuntianfu.

Buy some food and drink, and treat the family and boatman who escort the goods.

In the small ferry port of Yangcun, most of them are mud legs wearing coarse cloth plackets, and today I don't know which incense is burned, and a lot of bureaucrats and squires came.

Those cousins who usually nod their heads and smile when they see the little officials, there are more than 20 official sedan chairs, and there are many splendid carriages.

These bureaucrats and squires didn't eat when they came, they all went to the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal to see the scenery, and the merchant ships that came and went didn't know what to see.

The merchant ship of the Bai family sailed to the Yangcun ferry port and docked as usual, leaving only a few family members on the merchant ship to guard the yarn, and the rest of the people walked into a tavern that they frequented under the leadership of the ship's boss.

Zhu Shun held a Minine gun in his hand and a Migne pistol pinned to his waist, and came to the bank of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal fully armed.

There is no way, there are too many enemies, and there are too many people who want to kill him, so be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

Mrs. Song didn't come, and Mrs. Song, who couldn't rest assured that she couldn't leave the porridge factory, took her family to inspect the porridge factories in various state capitals in Beizhili, so as not to prevent the victims from being able to eat.

Zhu Shun was accompanied by five or six members of the Song family, each holding a bird gun in his hand and a goose feather knife pinned to his waist.

Originally, Zhu Zhongyi wanted to let the blind man of the general banner or the bald man of the general banner Yang come over, but their patrol range was near the Wang Gong Bureau, and at most they could take care of the Zhu spinning factory, and if it was far away, it would be an unauthorized departure from their duties.

Zhu Shun didn't let them come over, and he couldn't let these Liaodong border troops, who had never flinched all their lives, get old and fall into the stigma of leaving their posts without permission.

With Zhu Shun's marksmanship and five or six family members holding bird guns, it is enough, anyway, Zhu Shun has the Wang Gong Bureau, as long as he is willing to spend money, he will not worry about running out of ammunition.

Unlike other bureaucratic gentry, even if they used silver, they were not necessarily able to buy a few portions of ammunition.

Zhu Shun stood on the shore and waited for the Bai family's merchant ship to capsize, thinking of finding an opportunity to take those martial artists at the end of the Ming Dynasty as family members, after all, they did not have as much prestige as later generations.

Zhu Shun was still recalling the origins of those martial artists, and there was a shout on the shore.

"The ship capsized!"

"The Bai family's boat capsized!"

The bureaucratic squires sitting on the shore all stood up at once, looking at the spectacular scene of the merchant ship overturning, and the bureaucratic squires on both sides of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal all smiled.

"The Song family, who is about to fall down, thinks that they can succeed with a little Jiupin ambassador?"

"But no, the Song family and Zhu Shun are really carried away, thinking that they can compete with the huge Donglin Party and Jin merchants."

"Yes, the Donglin Party and the Jin Merchants represent the entire bureaucratic and gentry class, and even the emperor's relatives have to bow their heads in front of the bureaucrats and gentry."

"Zhen Zhixian, you are wrong in what you said, the imperial relatives are also part of the bureaucrats and gentry."

"Yes, yes, the prefect taught me."

Zhu Shun heard these harsh words, and smiled faintly, he really didn't have that ability now.

Smash the existing social structure, kill the rentier class of the Ming Dynasty, and establish a new Ming Dynasty.

However, after the advent of the steam engine, the establishment of the modern textile system, and the mass production of steel and coal, a new class of industrialists could gather under the banner of Zhu Shun.

Establish a new Ming Dynasty and overthrow the old society.

But there is not much time left for Zhu Shun, only more than ten years, and Zhu Shun must complete all this before the Jurchens enter the customs, more precisely, before Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang, conquers Beiping.

Only in this way can an industrial Ming be established.

Zhu Shun was relieved when he saw the Bai family's merchant ship capsizing, so he didn't delay the group of bureaucrats and squires to celebrate here, and went back with his family.

Not long after leaving the Yangcun ferry, Zhu Shun rode a little donkey on the bare wilderness, and hundreds of family members holding bird guns appeared on the official road.

Zhu Shun is not serious about the few rich and noble children at the head, but he can guess that he is the young master of the Donglin Party and the Jin merchants.

The two bureaucratic young masters in the lead were none other than the young masters of the left and right waiters of the Ministry of Works.

Now is a critical period for their father to compete for the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, as long as they can step on Zhu Shun fiercely today, their father's reputation within the Donglin Party can definitely rise.

Of course he didn't dare to kill Zhu Shun, so many people watched, but it was still okay to let him do Han Xin and get under the crotch of the two of them.

Don't drill? Then beat Zhu Shun half to death and step over his head.

Young Master Left and Young Master Right both understand one thing, whoever can let Zhu Shun drill the crotch of his pants first, this opportunity to rise in fame is his.

The young master of the left and the young master of the right waiter hurriedly rushed over, pointed at Zhu Shun with a bird gun, and scolded loudly: "Zhu Shun is ....... child."