When An Jingzhi died, black and white televisions had already entered thousands of households.
It was thanks to the Empress Dowager that televisions were the first to be released. She later grew tired of watching operas, and because the technical conditions were mature at the time, cameras and black-and-white televisions were introduced one after another.
When An Jingzhi died, the whole country mourned.
Those who had televisions turned them on and found that every channel was broadcasting the news of An Jingzhi's death. Some families did not have televisions at home, but had the means to buy radios, and all the channels on the radios were also broadcasting news about An Jingzhi in turn.
Even if you don't have a TV or a radio, you can still hear the broadcast on the street.
The people soon learned that their most admired and beloved emperor had passed away.
Before his death, An Jingzhi had instructed that he should be buried directly after his death, without the need for any memorial service or ceremony.
He was very clear about his prestige among the people. These officials were cultivated by him personally, and many people always had a blind worship of him. If he did not give instructions in advance, these people would probably do something like suspending court for seven days to show mourning.
In fact, although these officials were reluctant, they still obeyed his wishes. After being buried according to the royal rites, they continued to live without the leadership of the supreme Majesty An Jingzhi.
Today, the Central Plains has become the center of the world, and the Scientific Research Institute has become a holy place where foreigners rush to study. Of course, not everyone is qualified to study in the Scientific Research Institute.
Chinese characters have long become the mainstream culture of this planet.
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"Mother, cook some pork tonight and put it aside. Use the leftover oil residue from boiling the oil to make a bowl of oil residue noodles for the children."
Fan Tunman was just an ordinary citizen, born in a farmer's family. When he grew up, he entered Anjingzhi's universal compulsory education primary and secondary schools and studied for nine years. Because of his excellent performance in school, he was later recommended to move to the city and work in a slaughterhouse.
Although his parents farmed in the fields and their lives were better than before, at least they could eat their fill, but people have their own aspirations. When they were hungry, they would think about ways to fill their stomachs. After eating, they would think about making their lives better. Workers in the city were treated very well, at least better than farmers in the countryside. Fan's parents also wanted their children to have the opportunity to live in the city in the future, so they supported Fan Tunman to attend compulsory education school.
The school founded by An Jingzhi was free of tuition and also subsidized one meal. Fan Tunman was grateful for his parents' support and studied hard in school. Many students graduated, but there were very few like him who were recommended by their teachers to work in factories as workers right after graduation.
Fan Tunman still remembers the ecstasy he felt when he heard his teacher recommend him to work in a slaughterhouse on his graduation day. He also remembers the smiles on his parents' faces when they heard the news.
The woman who was busy cleaning the bungalow heard the man's voice and happily put down the broom in her hand, and happily took the basket of pork from the man.
"Oh, boss, the factory is distributing meat again today?" the woman said happily as she walked towards the kitchen.
Even the child playing outside the door followed the woman with drool, and stopped playing with the toys and threw them aside.
The man sat down and explained, "Hasn't our cafeteria been eating vegetarian food for the past three months? Now that the blessing period is over, this meat is compensation given to us workers by the factory."
Although An Jingzhi had left instructions before his death not to start a large-scale war, on the day of his burial, all the civil and military officials in the court, even officials stationed far away in the west, took the train to Kyoto to pay their respects.
Except for the officials stationed on another continent, they had to give up because of the distance and time constraints.
The people also voluntarily proposed to abstain from meat to pray for An Jingzhi, and Fan Tunman's factory decided to eat vegetarian food for three months to pray for An Jingzhi only after obtaining unanimous support from all workers. The people all hoped that An Jingzhi could go to heaven and become a god.
When Fan Tunman mentioned the abstinence period, the woman also remembered An Jingzhi's death, and her smiling face suddenly faded.
"I wonder what kind of official position our Majesty will hold in heaven?"
"Needless to say? Our Majesty is so capable that he can even be the Jade Emperor." Fan Tunman's tone was full of confidence.
Although he did not witness the days before His Majesty ascended the throne, he had heard about that time from his parents and grandparents. There were no electric lights, no telephones, no televisions, no cameras, and no trains, trams or buses.
Not to mention the free compulsory primary and secondary schools for ordinary people, not only do they not charge money, but they also provide a free lunch.
If he lived in the era of his grandparents, he would know without a doubt that he would have been oppressed by corrupt officials and could only face the earth and work hard to survive.
It can be said that An Jingzhi single-handedly changed the course and development of the entire era, and even changed the lives of the grassroots people.
Children like Fan Tunman who were born after times got better did not feel it strongly, but his grandparents were witnesses of the times. Only the elderly like them knew best what An Jingzhi brought to this era. No wonder they admired him so much and every household had a portrait of An Jingzhi.
When An Jingzhi was still alive, some people wanted to carve a plaque to worship him, but they were afraid that it would be unlucky, so in the end they just built a shrine for him. After the news of An Jingzhi's death spread, the first thing every household in the Central Plains thought of was to start erecting a plaque to worship him in a legitimate way.
Every household had a need for it, and the carpenters were so busy that they were unable to handle it. They even turned down their own work and carved tablets for An Jingzhi for these people for free.
The customers they have also understand and are willing to wait, and some are even queuing up to have their nameplates engraved.
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