Zhu Qi didn't understand why there was no response to problems in a region like Shandong, the core of the empire.
The emperor is very active in places like Hetao, which are quiet places, but he is indifferent to mature and stable core areas like Shandong. Could it be that the core area of Shandong did not contribute enough to the imperial tax?
This was not brought about by so many vassal princes, Confucius, and major tax-free gentry. What else would these people have after deducting their tax-free areas?
Zhu Qi couldn't bear the fact that he had killed so many desperate Shandong refugees at once, so he hurried to the Secretary of Ceremony to find him on the evening of New Year's Eve. Chen Hong, the chief official of the Supervisor of Ceremonies, inquired, but was turned down.
Originally, I wanted to find Huang Jin, who was easy to talk to, but it turned out that Huang Jin lived in seclusion when he followed Jiajing and moved into Wanshou Palace. It was too difficult to take the initiative to find someone.
Anyway, there is nothing you can do about your own affairs, so you don’t need to worry about it. It was then that Zhu Qi discovered that his new little brother Zhu Shisan, Qi Dazhu, had left the capital for half a year and had not yet returned.
I walked out of the Imperial City in a daze, and saw that the stage for last year's Aoshan Lantern Festival had been erected outside the Meridian Gate.
Several storytelling, magic, and acrobatic performances have begun for a while.
I have listened to many storytellers recently. This kind of temporary performance was all excerpted from one paragraph. It was not pleasant to listen to without beginning and end, so Zhu Qi skipped it.
Magic is a new thing introduced from Hangzhou this year. Zhu Qi leaned over with some curiosity.
The program being performed on the magic stage is to repay the Ming Dynasty with an empty glass of wine.
The second one was even more amazing. He went directly to the stage to perform the fried Nian Beast.
Although the name of the Nian beast was chosen as a trick, Zhu Qi still understood the operation. It was a replica of the Taoist priests who used talisman paper to fry ghosts in the past.
The third one is to guess the leaf tiles from the air and change the leaf tiles at will.
Fortunately, it was emphasized from the beginning that these are the results of technical means, nothing more than familiarity. Otherwise, the people in the capital on the third floor and the third floor here should have knelt down and kowtowed to worship the gods.
Zhu Qi is very happy to see the success of the magic troupe in Hangzhou in this way to eliminate the influence of the alchemist's tricks. At least it can scare some young people to take the shortcut of walking through the door. But not all Taoist priests are blue Taoists.
I walked around the open U-shaped magic stage. Of course, no one was allowed to see from behind, as it was covered by a curtain. In a side position close to the staff, Zhu Qi squatted for a moment and saw the moment when the computer expansion unit was turned on. After confirming that it was indeed not a miracle, I began to appreciate it with satisfaction.
There is also an enrollment notice for the magic class club posted on one side.
Seeing this completely dispelled the impression of the magicians’ miracles in the past.
Zhu Qi watched five programs in the audience until the gong sounded for a quarter of an hour. Zhu Qi immediately heard that the boy who sounded the gong had a Shandong accent. Obviously one person threw away five cents, and then took out two taels of silver from his pocket.
The boy who played the gong was also surprised. This man threw small coins in front of his face, but when he walked over, he threw big coins. He also looked like a Jinyiwei official. Maybe Jinyiwei always handled things with such grandeur. He immediately turned around and thanked me again.
The main stage next to it has not been completed yet and will not officially open until the afternoon of the first day of the new year. Because this is the New Year's Eve, the night of New Year's Eve is all for members, and not many people are really willing to come out to watch the lantern show.
Zhu Qixun went along the way and bought a big bag of steamed buns.
Although seeing the official uniform of a royal guard, all the beggars on the street stayed away. But I saw steamed buns thrown from the street. Several more thank yous came from the shadows. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft