Da Ming Tai Shi

Chapter 508 Shanghai
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, as soon as the daily routine meeting of the Military and Political Yuan was over, Zhu Yunxi found an excuse to keep Hu Sizong.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

The latter was a little puzzled, wondering what Zhu Yunxi was doing to keep him, the prefect of Nanjing.

With a smile on his face, Zhu Yunxi warmly greeted Hu Sizong to take his seat, and then said a little cautiously: "You take the liberty to keep uncle, because I have an unfeeling request, and I hope you can help me a little bit, uncle."

Hu Sizong waved his hands again and again when he was called by his uncle: "Your Majesty, it is better to call the official by his name directly, so that the official can hear it more comfortably."

It is not a slip of the tongue that Hu Sizong claimed to be an official instead of a minister here.

If Hu Sizong called himself a minister to Zhu Yunxi, how would he call himself a minister to Chen Yunfu?

Because Zhu Yunfu is different from Chen Jinghe, Chen Jinghe is the prince, so officials like Hu Sizong can call themselves ministers in front of Chen Jinghe, but the prerequisite is that they regard Chen Yunfu as their own king.

Zhu Yunxi is not the king in the hearts of Hu Sizong and others, so he will not be a minister.

"Okay, I'll just say it straight."

Seeing that Hu Sizong kept a moderate distance from him, Zhu Yunxi no longer tried to pull him in, so he straight to the point and truthfully stated his request.

"A few of my uncles and brothers have just been admitted as civil servants in our Nanjing Mansion some time ago, but they have never had any errands to do. Today, I take the liberty of asking you to arrange it for me."

The emperor said hello and arranged errands for the clan?
Hu Sizong only thought a little bit in his heart, and immediately understood what Zhu Yunxi meant.

It's definitely not a big deal. This kind of private negotiation of greeting and asking for errands for one's relatives is nothing new in the officialdom.

Human society.

But Zhu Yunxi's identity.
Thinking of this, Hu Sizong couldn't help but frowned.

This face can't be justified, after all, Zhu Yunxi opened his mouth as the emperor, but this is not easy to arrange.

Seeing Hu Sizong's silence, Zhu Yunxi sighed and said, "If you find this troublesome, then let it go."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Hu Sizong came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "In this way, I will go back to the Yamen immediately to draw up a regulation, and then submit it to Your Majesty."

No matter how you say it, Zhu Yunxi also has the job of supervising the country, so I have to give this face no matter what.

Hu Sizong accepted the request and left.

He went out of Chengtian Gate with his front foot, but didn't go back to the government office with his back foot, but went directly to the office to find Yang Pu and others.

"What do you think the emperor wants to do?"

In the company's office, Shao Ziheng, Xia Yuanji and others were all there, and everyone was their own, so Hu Sizong had nothing to worry about when he said it.

Xia Yuanji was busy playing chess with Yan Zhenzhi, neither of them spoke.

On the other side, Yang Pu buried his head in the files and was busy sorting out the memorials sent to the central government by various provinces across the country, but he didn't respond at the moment.

Only Shao Ziheng, who was reading the newspaper, answered the call.

"What do you want to do? Heh, the king is not in Beijing, so he finally became a supervisor of the country, just thinking of getting some benefits."

"Since the matter has been settled, let's arrange a few errands in the Nanjing government office."

Hu Sizong thought about it and said: "If you want an errand, you want to be an official. How many grades will you give?"

Yan Zhen turned his head straight, glanced at Shao Ziheng and then turned his gaze back to the chessboard.

"What grade?" Shao Ziheng snorted coldly: "It's just some civil servants who have just passed the exam. How many grades does he want to remember? Just work for a sesame official with an eighth or ninth grade."

Hu Sizong's face was a little embarrassed, and he wondered: "How can I say that he is also an emperor, so he rarely opened his mouth, and I also agreed, only giving an eighth and ninth rank, but his face looks a bit ugly."

"What Sizong said makes sense."

Xia Yuanji said without regret, "Nothing else in the capital is big, except for the big yamen. Not to mention the ministries of the central government, there are many departments and bureaus under the Nanjing government alone. It doesn't matter how many you choose. Yes, pick a few offices from several counties in the local area, arrange a deputy to do it, and try to rely on the seventh rank."

"Nanjing Yamen is true, but it's a radish and a pit. People from their old Zhu's family want to be officials. How will the original officials arrange it?"

Yan Zhenzhi, who was sitting opposite Xia Yuanji, put forward his own opinion: "In Nanjing, whoever is an official has no relatives and relatives, and he usually looks up and down. It's unrealistic to say that he won't offend others. Think about it, it’s really not possible, there are so many prefectures in Zhili, it doesn’t necessarily have to be arranged in Nanjing.”

"The emperor stretched out his hand to ask for an official this time. He made it clear that he intends to seize power by taking advantage of the opportunity of supervising the country. Putting it in Nanjing is at least under our noses. Throwing it out? Wouldn't that be more sympathetic to him?"

Shao Ziheng said: "Speaking of which, Qipin is in Nanjing, and at its best is to be a mung bean official similar to Zhaomo, just looking at files every day.

But if it is placed locally, even if it is Zhili Prefecture, it is more than enough to be a local county magistrate, or a county magistrate in a farther place. This time the arrangement is six or seven people, we can't give the emperor six The seven counties are free to toss, so it is better to stay in Nanjing for peace of mind. "

This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, there are obvious differences between several people, and Hu Sizong has a headache even more.

Now he regrets coming to discuss with the big guys, he might as well make up his own mind.

"Yang Pu, Yang Pu."

Yang Pu, who had been busy all the time, finally raised his head when he heard the shout.

Hu Sizong sighed: "You are in charge of setting up the company. Let me tell you, where there are suitable vacancies around Nanjing that can be arranged for you."

"There are no official vacancies now, Zhili has already been full." Yang Pu said casually, and then slapped his forehead: "There is really a place that can be arranged."

"where?"

"At the beginning of the year, didn't we plan to open an additional port in Songjiang Prefecture to meet the needs of sea trade? As long as Huating County and Shanghai County are merged and a Zhili Prefecture is established, there will be many more official vacancies. Let’s arrange for them to go to Shanghai to open up wasteland.”

A group of people looked at each other and were all happy.

This is indeed a good way.

Since Nanjing can't arrange it, and it can't be arranged to the particularly important Zhili Prefecture, let's distribute it to the frontier.

And the new Shanghai prefecture is undoubtedly a 'remote area' among the various prefectures in Zhili at this moment.

"Let's settle down like this first."

After thinking about it for a while, there was no better way, so Hu Sizong adopted Yang Pu's suggestion, and after consulting everyone's opinions, he left.

Not long after Hu Sizong left, everyone in the office also left one after another. Yang Pu neatly arranged the notebooks on the table one by one, shaking his head and sighing.

It's really unpredictable, it's not good for Chen Yunfu to choose anyone, but he chooses Zhu Yunxi to be the supervisor.

Which one is this song from?

(End of this chapter)