Eighty, lonely
There is a saying that only when the opponent is like an eagle or a tiger can you feel the joy of victory, and when the opponent is like a sheep or a chicken, victory becomes boring.
Shen Mengxi felt Li Longji's depression, but she couldn't treat him as a nephew anymore, she had personally wiped out this young man's self-confidence and ambition, and being in this opposite position at this time was the right time to take advantage of his illness and kill him.
However, if the two countries fight, it will inevitably be protracted and the people will not be able to make a living. The soldiers are clumsy and fast, and they haven't seen the coincidence for a long time. Those who have been in the country for a long time have not had it.
At the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the treasury was not abundant, the population was insufficient, although it fought a few battles, but it did not dare to launch a large-scale war rashly.
It can only be secretly arranged, with a view to disintegrating from within.
Economic development is a top priority.
Today's Youzhou, not only the political center of the Ming Dynasty, but also the international economic center, the port of Jizhou is moored from the East Ying, the South Seas cargo ships, the Grand Canal is the Ming and Tang Dynasty merchant ships flowing back and forth, the trade routes to the north and west have also been through, although not as good as Chang'an, but everything shows that the Ming Dynasty is becoming more and more prosperous.
Shen Mengxi sat on the teahouse, looking at the two women with backpacks on the street, chatting while walking, she smiled unconsciously.
It is clearly stipulated that women have the right to receive education, and they can have private property in their names, they can take the initiative to divorce, they can remarry, or they can never marry. A woman can be the head of the household, can be in business, and can enter the office.
"Qingfeng is going to be fifty years old, you should retire." Shen Mengxi looked at Qingfeng who poured her tea and said.
"The maid will never leave the lady." Qingfeng said softly, and put the teacup in front of Shen Mengxi, "Whoever serves the lady, the maid is not at ease." ”
"Alas!" Shen Mengxi sighed loudly, "I can't drive it away!" She flipped through the "Daming News" in her hand, pointed to a report and said: "This long sentence is well done, the author should be a man with a good mind." ”
"This is a Jinshi of the current department, and he is very appreciated by the prince, and he has excellent works from time to time." Qingfeng glanced at the newspaper and said.
Today's newspaper is probably still the same team, but Lu'er has been replaced with Lu'er, and the political trial has been replaced by the prince.
Lu'er and his wife did not have a fief, and Lu Xingzhi was promoted from the household servant to the household secretary, and he was already the youngest member of the second rank in the Ming Dynasty. He has no family roots, but he also knows that he does his duty in a down-to-earth manner, and Luer does not compare with his brothers and sisters, and happily takes over the newspaper.
"In a few years, I will also retire, let's go to live in Penglai!" Shen Mengxi said to Qingfeng yearningly.
She is the only tea guest in this teahouse, although it is a micro-service trip, but the guards still cleared the venue in advance, Shen Mengxi used to love purity, but now she especially wants to be in the kind of lively teahouse, the people are noisy, the piano master's ten fingers are like flying playing the pipa, the white and round face of the maiko has wide sleeves, the guests are either picky or echoed, in short, it is full of fireworks in the world.
Now this teahouse is silent, and you can hear the needle dropping. It's like being isolated from the world.
- No wonder Li Xian and they wanted to set up a bazaar in the palace back then.
Shen Mengxi saw that on the opposite floor, her guards were sitting in the window seat pretending to be guests and pretending to drink tea, as if nothing had happened, but in fact they were nervously observing the surroundings.
"Alas, this time it's a big loss." Shen Mengxi muttered.
Qingfeng was puzzled, and looked at her lady suspiciously, but did not ask.
"Qingfeng, you say, after a hundred years, how will the world evaluate me?"
"It must be a martial art, and the strategy is unparalleled......"
"Stop! That's probably Yin'er's evaluation, the dynasty has changed, and I don't know what the hell it has been changed into! Shen Mengxi was playing with a jade pendant.
Qingfeng's face was frightened, and the founding emperor said that the dynasty had changed, which was also too unlucky!
"Forget it, who can take care of what is behind you. Look at the princes of the Beacon Theater, Daji is a disaster for the country, Yang Guifei...... cough, they all put the blame on the woman, and it is obviously the man who is mediocre. The Han and Tang dynasties got the name of the dirty Tang stinky man, and it was also because there were women in power, so later generations used the most vicious means to greet women. Mother's governing ability is better than that of men, but it is not exempt from stigma...... "Shen Mengxi can't go on, later generations will say that Emperor Wu's family is promiscuous, Emperor Wu does raise a face, but he is not wronged, but even his eighty or ninety-year-old grandmother does not let go, he has to settle a stigma with his grandson, I really don't know how perverted the person who holds the pen is.
Seeing may not be believing, history books may not be, and tampered history books are even more unbelievable.
Shen Mengxi got up, and Qingfeng opened the paper door for her.
The guards in all directions quietly moved.
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In the seventh year of Zhengping, Shen Mengxi's mausoleum was completed.
held a funeral, buried Xue Shao in the imperial mausoleum, posthumously crowned King Rong, and was nicknamed Zhuang Zhen.
In the future, Xue Chongyin will succeed to the throne, and what he wants to posthumously seal his father is his own business.
And Wu Youji was very relieved to learn of his position in the underground palace, and he looked like he was begging for benevolence. He has had a close relationship with two Taoist priests in recent years, and he has also taken the so-called elixir, but after being stopped by Shen Mengxi, he no longer takes it. But he raised two deer and two cranes in his residence, and made a special trip to Shaolin Temple to visit the Zen master, and came to a Buddhist initiates. After getting along for more than 30 years, Shen Mengxi also had feelings for him and wanted to give him an official position, but he refused, just enlightened and participated in Zen, drank poetry and painting, burned incense and played the piano.
On Li Longji's side, he cut off the emperor title of Emperor Wu's father, Wu Shi Tong, and demoted him to the king of Taiyuan County, and the temple court was abolished. He also changed the nickname of Emperor Wu from Empress Zetian to Empress Zetianshun.
Although Shen Mengxi did not approve of Emperor Wu's practice of chasing Wang V back then, now Li Longji's frequent change of ancestral names made her even more displeased.
When he was young, he didn't realize it, but now that he is over thirty years old, Li Longji's narrow-mindedness has been completely exposed, he is afraid that his brothers will usurp power, so he detains them in one place, and he also bears the reputation of caring for his brothers, and anyone with a discerning eye can see his intentions; Worried about the chaos in the harem and suppressing the power of relatives, now he has added the word "Shun" to his grandmother's nickname, thinking that Emperor Wu has had a troubled life and bloody rain, how can he say "Shun", which is nothing more than obedience.
Regardless of what the Tang Dynasty ministers thought, the old ministers of the Ming Dynasty were all indignant and condemned one after another.
The crown prince Xue Chongyin was angry, and after going down, he said to Shen Mengxi: "San Lang has become like this! How much his grandmother used to love him! In Xue Chongyin's memory, her grandmother had never looked at the four of them squarely, and her grandmother just loved her mother, but she didn't like all the children with the surname Xue. He used to be extremely envious that Saburo could be favored by his grandmother.
"Oh, I don't know what he has to rely on." Shen Mengxi felt that this naïve nephew was about to provoke again.