Zhu Yuanzhang hoped to build houses for the poor all over the world, fiercely killed corrupt officials, and sympathized with and took care of the common people. Although the emperor died, the common people lived a slightly better life during the Hongwu period.
Xiao Ruxun didn't know if her policies would continue after her death, but at least while she was still alive, she would let the people relax a little. She would let them take a breather as long as she could, and sow the seeds of hope so that they could learn to read.
As long as they could read, there was hope to change the future, no matter how slim, at least there was.
The stronger the central government was, the more stable the people were, and the more powerful the Daqin would be.
As for sports, the polo game was only a small step. Through the polo game held in front of the vassal states, Xiao Ruxun planned to promote it to the vassal states.
Step by step, sports events like the Commonwealth Games would be realized, and the exchanges between the Daqin and the vassal states would be strengthened.
With Xiao Ruxun's current status, his subordinates would naturally try their best to cater to him. This was his goal, to promote these sports to the Daqin and the vassal states through his prestige, and to open the curtain of sports events.
Now the three popular games in the Daqin army, football, polo, and basketball were very popular among the soldiers, and gradually gained the popularity of the common people in the capital.
Whenever there was time, many people would bring their families to watch a military competition. So much so that it had become a habit. Every time there was a military competition, someone would notify them in advance, and then the people would automatically organize to watch the competition.
Today, this unit would fight against that unit, and tomorrow, that unit would fight against this unit. When the confrontation between the armies was over, and the men, old and young, were still not satisfied, then they would do it themselves, holding a small-scale game, you compete with me, I compete with you.
It was better to promote such activities to the common people bit by bit, than to chat in the teahouse in twos and threes.
The gradual development of the Martial Flourishing Era could be observed with the naked eye. The peddlers and crowds of people walking to and fro on the streets of the capital were clear proof of this.
So many goods, so many transactions, and the rising commercial tax at the five major trade ports, everything showed that the Longwu period was coming.
Buyan Khan, Weng Guodai, and Li Gui, who were strolling on the street, had a deep understanding of this.
After arriving in Beijing, they spent a few days understanding the procedures of the Ministry of Rites. After learning some things from the officials of the Ministry of Rites, they entered the free time period.
The Daqin government did not impose too many restrictions on them. Except for some important places that they could not set foot in, the commercial district was completely open and had no restrictions.
The business in the capital of Daqin was naturally quite prosperous. The monarchs of the vassal states and the tribal chiefs of the northern grasslands had never seen such a prosperous business.
The market opened very early in the morning, and the night market continued to open until midnight. The real closing time was about six hours, and the rest of the time, there were always merchants hawking their wares.
There was no such thing as a curfew in the capital of Daqin. Although the city gates would be closed at night, the city was still bustling.
What interested these people even more was that the roads in the capital were paved with bricks, rather than the muddy roads they were familiar with. The roads in the capital of Daqin were paved with bricks, and they were quite smooth and clean. It was very comfortable to walk on them, and they did not have to worry about their shoes getting dirty. They also did not have to worry that the roads would be too wet to walk on when it rained.
They had thought that only the imperial palace had brick roads, but it turned out that the streets also had brick roads.
Moreover, the capital of Daqin did not have any unpleasant stench. There were no dirty things on the streets, and even in the alleys, no one urinated or defecated. Instead, there were many buildings called public toilets. Many pedestrians would go to these public toilets to relieve themselves if they had to.
"His Majesty the Emperor likes cleanliness and thinks that hygiene is very important. Therefore, the ground of the capital is not only paved with bricks, but there are also many public toilets for pedestrians to relieve themselves. There are also many sweepers on the roads.
In order to prevent people from not changing their bad habits, His Majesty the Emperor has also stipulated punishment measures. Those who urinate or defecate will be brought to the government office to be beaten with a board and whipped. If their pants are taken off in public, they will be beaten with a board and whipped, and then they will be fined. After a while, no one dares to urinate or defecate in the capital. "
To Buyan Khan's doubts, the translator of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs beside him answered.
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Buyan Khan was like a Granny Liu who had entered the Grand View Garden. He was stunned by the cleanliness of the capital of Daqin and all kinds of novel things he had seen.
Thinking back to the dirty, messy, and unpleasant smell in his tribe, Buyan Khan only felt that the gap was so big that it made him feel extremely depressed and depressed.
As the Khan of the Mongolian Empire, what kind of life did he lead?
As the Emperor of the Daqin Empire, what kind of life did Xiao Ruxun lead?
How good would it be if I lived such a life?
He thought to himself.
He didn't even dare to think about it boldly, because when he walked, he always saw groups of elite soldiers armed with weapons patrolling.
Under the prosperity, there was a strong military force supporting it. Some people didn't even dare to think about it openly.
Coincidentally, Weng Guodai also felt the same. Of course, for him, he didn't have any mental burden. He just felt that the people of Daqin were living in a fairyland, while he was living in a pigsty.
Brick roads, beautiful and warm houses, imposing high-rise buildings, carvings of dragons and phoenixes, all kinds of gadgets, and fragrant snacks …
The gap was so big that people could only look up at it.
The strength and prosperity of the Daqin Empire was really extraordinary.
Weng Guodai looked at a row of more than ten dignified patrolling soldiers with excellent weapons passing by, and he firmly suppressed the thoughts in his heart.
Li Gui and the accompanying officials felt the same. It was Li Gui's first time coming to Beijing, but the officials accompanying him had been coming to Beijing since the Former Ming Dynasty. Along the way, they also felt that the changes were so big that it was amazing.
"In the past, the capital didn't seem much different from the royal capital, except for the area it occupied and the number of buildings. Now, it looks completely different."
The official who often went to the Former Ming Dynasty and Daqin Empire couldn't help but sigh.
The official from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who came out with them said with pride, "That's natural. His Majesty's actions are always unexpected, but after he's done with his work, even we feel that it's unbelievable. Take the capital for example. In the early days, people urinated and defecated everywhere, and the alleys and dark passages smelled terrible, and you could even see dead animals.
Now that I think about it, how can this be considered the imperial capital? But now, everything is better. The capital is so clean, the brick roads are not muddy at all, and the debris on the ground will be cleaned up. If anyone dares to urinate or defecate anywhere, they will be immediately arrested and brought to the authorities to be flogged and fined. Over time, everything naturally became better. "
Li Gui nodded as he walked. Looking at the pedestrians and peddlers on the roadside, as well as the imposing high-rise buildings of the capital, and then thinking back to the royal capital that he was so proud of, he couldn't help but feel a great sense of disparity and loss.
The gap between them was not small at all.
If I had chosen to be a prince of the Daqin Empire and lived in the capital, would I still be like this?
This thought only appeared for a moment before it was extinguished.
It was better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. In Korea, he would at least have power, but in the Daqin, he could only be an idle and useless prince. What else could he do?
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