People's perceptions of things tend to be complicated based on knowledge and experience, and from this point of view, I am afraid that no one is more "complex" than Zhu Cihong. Especially on the national issue, whether it is Wu Fu, the cabinet, or even the people of the Ming Dynasty all over the world, who will regard the defeat of Tulu Baihu and the monk as a shame for the Ming Dynasty?

Even after more than ten years of Zhu Cihong's efforts, the concept of "nation" is actually just a bud.

For the Ming people, only those who have registered their names and properties in the fish scale yellow book are the real Ming people. Therefore, in the eyes of the world, Man Gui is undoubtedly the general of the Ming Dynasty, not the Mengtar. Nor will anyone ask whether Mr. Ri's great-grandfather was North Korean.

And Zhu Cihong is much more complicated than the Ming people in this concept.

In the decades of this emperor's previous life, he was taught that "fifty-six nationalities are one family". Tsarist Russia slaughtered Manchurians in the northeast, Kazakhs and Warats in the northwest, which in Zhu Cihong's view is actually this: Tsarist Russia killed my compatriots! This resentment was no different from hearing that the Spaniards had slaughtered the Chinese in Luzon.

On the other hand, Zhu Cihong also knows that various "independence" forces are likely to appear in this world in the future, and the best way to avoid this kind of farce is cultural cleansing and ethnic assimilation. To put it more simply, it is to add and subtract the population.

Wu Fu can figure out a thing or two about this, and knows the attitude of His Majesty the Emperor towards the barbarians - the reason he found for the emperor is: The ancestral house in the family is occupied by the barbarians, and it is a mess, can you not hate? However, Wu Fu could not imagine that the emperor was far more angry than ordinary people at Tsarist Russia's attack on Warat.

Zhu Cihong didn't want Wu Fu to become his psychological expert, so he raised the issue of the military flag.

Since the sixteenth year of Chongzhen, the East Palace system has a hint of the difference between the military flag and the general flag, and by the time the army entered Liaoping in the twentieth year of Chongzhen, the military flag has formed a system. The flags of each combat formation are divided into grades, among which the red bottom golden dragon flag is the banner of the front army. There is only one flag in one front, which represents the supreme imperial power.

In the northeast, even Wang Yi was not qualified to fly this flag, so he played the role of Chen De's deputy very self-consciously - for no other reason, it was precisely because Chen De's North Korean army could fly this flag.

Neither Tulu Baihu nor the Sangha were willing to submit to the Han Chinese, nor were they willing to submit to each other. So there are three flags in the northwest. On the Ming side, Xiao Mo's First Guards Army was in charge, and Tulu Baihu and Seng Ge also had their own sides.

Military flags can be burned, but they must not be captured, otherwise they will be slapped in the face. Back then, Xiao Mo snatched Li Zicheng's Daxu, and it was put away after three days of display in the Military Museum, why? Because of this, the civil and military officials of the loyal battalion really can't raise their heads.

Think about it, if the Russians also learned to build a military museum in the future, and crossed the two golden dragon flags with a red background, where would the face of the Ming Empire go?

Dignity. It may sometimes be not as good as a cookcake, but if you want to live with your head held high, you must not abandon it.

"I will never give up without the shame of the Syr Darya!" Zhu Cihong said coldly.

Wu Fu bowed deeply, he now truly understood why You Shiwei would pull down his face to find him, and would rather give up the right to supervise the road. It must have been the emperor who said the same thing at the breakfast.

The king worries about the ministers, and the king humiliates the ministers to death!

This sentence has been passed down from the "Chinese" to today, where two thousand years. It's not just a casual talk.

"I met You Governor this morning, and he hoped that the cabinet would be able to put the railway from Lanzhou to Luntai." Wu Fu said.

Zhu Cihong could immediately understand what You Shiwei meant. and the meaning of Wu Xuan's sù to him. He hesitated, but shook his head and said, "It's still technically immature." ”

Wu Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the benefit of having an emperor who has a deep understanding of technology, and will never let people do something that is simply impossible. Zhu Cihong knew that no matter how holy he was and how he was called Yao Shunyu Tang, it was impossible to change the laws of technology. Not to mention building railways in the vast Gobi and Baili Estuary. He even had doubts about whether the Beijing-Zhangjiakou Railway could be built.

In the history textbooks of the previous life, there is the story of Zhan Tianyou presiding over the Beijing-Zhang Railway, in addition to the political and economic troubles, there is another article that is placed in a prominent position: European engineers think that this railway may not be easy to build even for Europeans, let alone the Chinese with braids?

Zhu Cihong is not sure whether this is a writing technique of first suppressing and then promoting, but he himself ran through Zhangjiakou. Knowing that this railway has to go over mountains and mountains, and many steep slopes cannot be avoided, the difficulty is much higher than that of the Beijing-Tianjin railway. From Beijing to Tianjin, it can be described as a flat river, even if there are some small hills and rivers, the difficulty can be ignored.

Although Zhu Cihong had already chosen the Beijing-Tianjin line as the first railway line to be put into use in the Ming Dynasty, he did not show any bias, and still let the DPRK and China discuss, with a cold attitude of watching from the sidelines. At this moment, he didn't expose it, but just denied the idea of the Lan antenna who wanted to be fast but not reachable, and said: "Don't talk about trains in the Han and Tang Dynasties, there are not even Taiping car tracks, and the population is not as good as our dynasty, isn't it still able to control the Western Regions for decades and hundreds of years?" You Shiwei was too impatient. ”

Wu Fu suddenly understood, and secretly sighed that he had lost an opportunity, but there was no expression on his face, just agreeing. He saw the butler crept in from the outside, and hurriedly stopped him with his eyes.

The housekeeper hurriedly stood still, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Master, the wine feast has been prepared." ”

Wu Fu snorted and said, "Got it, go down first." ”

Zhu Cihong was also not polite, and said: "Then let's have a banquet, and He Junjie at home will be called out together, and I can't let Mr. eat separately at home during the New Year." ”

Wu Fu bowed slightly and said with a smile: "Thank you for your grace." He avoided the honorific title of the emperor, which made Zhu Cihong feel that it was pleasant to hear. Without delay, the two went to the dining room.

The Wu family's dining room is built next to a small lake, and there are newly installed heating in the ground and on the sandwich wall, so the windows in the house are still open in the first month, and even then it is warm as spring.

Zhu Cihong also entered the dining room of a rich and noble house for the first time, and looked at the open window and stuttered. Wu Fu was also stunned, but he saw that in the center of the dining room was a round table where the family gathered.

After experiencing the rule of the Mongol Yuan, the etiquette of the Central Plains has changed a lot, and the biggest change is that it has changed from a separate meal system of one person and one table to a common meal system in which the Mongols sit in groups. Although the latter is more convenient, it is still a separate meal system in people who pay attention to the tradition of etiquette, and it is impossible to have a round table in formal banquets such as the Luming Banquet and the Qionglin Banquet.

A good personal friend can invite him to a round table for dinner, which is not separated from each other. However, who would dare to be so bold as to invite their boss to dinner? Especially since this boss is the master of this empire.

"In the past, it was easy to have carbon gas in the house, but now with heating, you can completely close the windows." Zhu Cihong said with a smile: "It's true that the coal was bought by your family, but this thing can't grow anymore after it's burned, and you have to think about your children and grandchildren." ”

Wu Fu was quite embarrassed, and hurriedly asked people to close the window, and said: "I think that coal is not expensive, but I didn't think that it would be used a little less, or I have foresight." ”

Zhu Cihong smiled slightly, and sat down in the main seat facing the door, shocking the Wu family members present. Wu Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and just whispered to the housekeeper: "Wash a set of utensils separately." ”

"No, just eat it. If Mr. Wu doesn't sit down, we won't dare to move the chopsticks. Zhu Cihong greeted. He didn't believe that Wu Fu would plot against him, who would be so stupid to murder the emperor in his own home?

Wu Fu had to sit down, and preemptively took the food and sent it to his mouth, which was regarded as a food trial for the emperor. The children and nephews who were ordered to come to sit with them at home were still confused, but they waited for the honored guests to eat, and then used some reservedly, and soon put down the chopsticks, showing good upbringing.

Zhu Cihong smiled, first put chopsticks on another dish, and put it in his mouth to savor it, vaguely feeling that the taste of this powerful family was really stronger than that in the palace.

"Hmm! This meat is so delicious! Zhu Heqi sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, ate his mouth full of sauce, and exclaimed.

Zhu Heyuan was so short that he almost climbed onto the table, and he had to reach out to grab the vegetables without holding chopsticks.

The housekeeper of the Wu Mansion is really about to collapse, where is this guest from? Looking at the person who looks like a dog, he doesn't even understand the slightest etiquette. It's just a matter of going out without taking people, and this bear child, aren't you afraid of being burned by grabbing vegetables with your hands like this?

"Master, come, the little one is waiting for you to eat." The housekeeper finally couldn't stand it, rushed over before Zhu Heyuan was burned, hugged Zhu Heyuan by the waist, and as soon as he sent it to the chair, he was about to pick up the dishes and chopsticks to feed Zhu Heyuan.

"Let him eat it himself." Zhu Cihong said to the housekeeper, and then said to Zhu Heyuan: "Use a spoon, don't use your hands." ”

The housekeeper was stunned, but Wu Fu said, "Give the master some dishes." ”

The housekeeper still glanced at Zhu Heyuan uneasily, and hurriedly went out to order.

Zhu Cihong had already skipped this episode, and while eating quietly, he looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the dining room and a few delicate bonsai. Although Zhu Heqi jumped out and adults dared to interject when they spoke, there were still rules for eating, but they didn't talk when they were just buried in eating.

Wu Fu seemed to be eating by himself, but he had already taken in the dining demeanor of the two princes, and secretly said in his heart: The eating appearance of this second prince is really heroic enough. However, at this age, His Majesty does not mention the matter of sealing the king, but he takes it with him when he goes in and out, which is really unfathomable.

After everyone finished eating, Zhu Cihong put down his chopsticks, rinsed his mouth, washed his face, and said to Wu Fu: "The taste is very good, it seems that capable people are still in the people." ”

Wu Fu hurriedly said: "This cook was brought by his hometown, if he likes this taste, ask him to go on an errand." ”

Zhu Cihong shook his head slightly: "Where is the bottom of the things to enjoy?" Moderation is enough. He looked at everyone present again, his eyes fell on one of Wu Fu's grandchildren, and said: "Studying and cultivating oneself and working tirelessly is what a gentleman does." ”

Wu Fudang even said to the young man: "Don't you kneel down to thank you for advice?" ”

The young man's pink-like face was suddenly full of doubt, but he still left the chair quickly, knelt on the ground and said, "Thanks to Mr. 's advice, the kid will not dare to forget it for a while." ”

Zhu Cihong smiled with satisfaction, left the chair, and went to drink tea. (To be continued......)