Speaking of which, there were no particularly famous great poets in the Ming and Qing dynasties, such as poets and lyricists like the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties, let alone literary giants like Li Bai, Su Shi, and Du Fu.

It is estimated that it has a lot to do with the Yuan Dynasty's occupation of the Central Plains and its intention to destroy Confucianism and Han culture.

During the Yuan Dynasty, the Han people were not allowed to give normal names, and they usually used numbers instead of names, Taizu Gao Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang's name when he was a child was called Zhu Chongba, Chongba, that is, two eights, and some were more simple and rude, if Zhu Song remembered correctly, his grandfather's original name was Zhu Wusi.

The Ming and Qing dynasties rarely produced great poets, which probably has a lot to do with the cultural fault line of nearly 100 years.

"Someone's coming."

Zhang Tiezhu had been eating out when he heard His Highness's voice and hurried in.

"Your Highness, what do you command?"

Zhu Song turned his head and looked at Zhang Tiezhu's virtue, no matter what, he couldn't let him go down to see the poetry of these talented women.

"You find a literate brother, go down and take a look at the poems written by these literati, and this king wants to take a look."

Zhang Tiezhu smiled when he heard this, and asked puzzledly: "Your Highness, what do you think is the use of that thing?" I don't look down on those sour literati. ”

"You know!" Zhu Song scolded: "This is a thousand-year-old cultural tribute of our Han people, this is the inheritance of culture, a nation has no cultural heritage and heritage, this nation will never be able to come together, let alone be strong, you are a big old man, don't go find someone quickly!" Beware of this king kicking your ass! ”

Although Zhang Tiezhu was one of the few guards who spoke in front of Zhu Song, Zhu Song was really angry, and he was also the most afraid, so Zhu Song froze his face, and he immediately became dumbfounded, and hurriedly went to find someone to go down to see the poems written by those literati.

Zhu Song's words made Ye Biqing fall into deep thought.

After a while, Ye Biqing humbly asked, "Your Highness, is culture really important to a country?" ”

Zhu Song nodded.

"Of course, culture can be regarded as the soul of a country, culture is also the continuation of a country's history and traditions, and is the pillar of a country's civilization.

"Are the Yuan people in the north strong? It must be powerful, otherwise it would not have dominated the Central Plains for so many years, do the Yuan people have culture? Of course, there are, but their culture is inferior to us in terms of breadth and depth, which is why although they are the king and hegemon in the Central Plains, they have never been able to penetrate into the hearts of the people. ”

"Their culture is natural selection, survival of the fittest, in times of war, such a spirit is very powerful, but after dominating the world, there should be no such thoughts, or should not be such ideas to lead the people."

"If the world of the Yuan people is really peaceful, they really know how to govern the country, how can I come to the Ming Dynasty now? Their strength is to plunder, fight, and fight with us for a thousand years, they fought with us in the Qin Dynasty, from the Xiongnu to the current Mengyuan, and we also fought from the Qin Dynasty to the current Ming. ”

"They fought for thousands of years, only knew how to plunder, but did not know how to govern the country, when Genghis Khan fought to the west to the Danube, to the north across Siberia, to the south to the Persian Gulf, to the east to the East China Sea, but what was the result, even though they were strong, but they also plundered, and left after robbing things, until now, where did Genghis Khan conquer the world?"

"If I were Genghis Khan, after conquering these territories, I would send people to spread our culture to them, even if one day the country no longer exists, but the culture is enduring, with such a cultural foundation, even if one day I want to make a comeback, it will be much easier."

"It's a pity, the people of the world are not fools, in the Yuan Dynasty, the people did not have enough to eat, and they had a bad life, and when they arrived in the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty had to do everything possible to strengthen the country and enrich the people, so as to be worthy of the people of the world."

It was not the first time that Ye Biqing had felt shock on Zhu Song's body, but in any previous time, it was not as powerful as this one.

She calmed down, and a new question came to her mind.

"Your Highness, if one day, it is our Ming Dynasty's turn to rule the steppe tribes in the north, then what can we do so that we don't repeat their mistakes?"

Zhu Song didn't expect that Ye Biqing would be able to think so far-reaching now.

"Xiaoqing, you are very good, you can think of the national level to consider problems."

Zhu Song called Xiaoqing, always feeling uncomfortable, as if he was Bai Suzhen.

"This king still calls you Biqing, if the Ming Dynasty can beat the northern nomads to the point where they are willing to take the initiative to sit down and talk, this king will play to the emperor, carry out mutual markets, and strengthen cultural exports, so that the vast majority of their people can learn the language of the Han people, so that they can understand Tang poetry and Song lyrics, let them think in their hearts that the Ming Dynasty is where the hearts of the people in the world are, and let them recognize themselves as the subjects of the Ming Dynasty from the bottom of their hearts."

"In terms of force, the current Ming is not afraid of any opponent, but the real weapon of the Ming Dynasty is not force, not the army, it is precisely the culture that Zhang Tiezhu looks down on the most, culture is the weapon of the Ming Dynasty to conquer the city, force can only capture the city, but culture can conquer the hearts of the people!"

Ye Biqingmao suddenly opened, and at this moment, the guard who was responsible for copying the poems downstairs came back, and Zhu Song read the poems he copied and shook his head.

"Most of them are piled up with words, and all of them are written about love, it seems that this is not a serious poetry meeting, this is a blind date meeting that follows the name of the poetry club."

"It seems that suffering is the source of art, and it's a pity that tomorrow is too peaceful."

After eating, the sky gradually darkened, and the so-called talented women also found their favorite people.

……

Jin Yiwei commanded the envoys.

Dong Chunwen looked at the clean and tidy room in front of him, and didn't know what to do.

It stands to reason that he is a criminal and he didn't torture himself, even if it's good, how can he arrange such a good room for himself?

"Are they going to rape me?"

Just when Dong Chunwen was thinking so, the door suddenly opened.

Dong Chunwen was startled, raised the candlestick on the table to protect him, and looked at the door vigilantly.

Qian Tong looked at Dong Chunwen with a serious expression.

"Mrs. Wu, don't be nervous, this official is not here to torture you, let alone rape you."