I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 131 Your Highness, don't leave, I've done this job, I've done it.

In Zhu Di's bedroom, Zhu Zhangui and Zhu Di lay there and studied for an entire afternoon before they almost completed the plan.

Looking at the summary of the [-]-year plan in front of him, Zhu Di's eyes were filled with excitement and fighting spirit.

After the Yongle Grand Ceremony, he did another thing that is famous throughout the ages.

If this century-old plan can be achieved and everyone in the Ming Dynasty is like a dragon, then Zhu Di will surpass all emperors and become a great emperor who will be famous for generations like the first emperor.

"Who do you plan to put in charge of this plan?"

After carefully tidying up the plan and putting it beside him, Zhu Di asked Zhu Zhangui who he planned to be in charge of the plan in the early stage.

He, Zhu Di, is the emperor, and he has endless things to do every day. It is impossible to devote himself wholeheartedly to this plan, and he can only play a supervisory role.

Although the crown prince Zhu Pangpang is a good candidate, but the boss's body, Zhu Di was afraid that Zhu Pangpang would be exhausted to death.

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui are even worse.

Both of them were military generals, so the two of them couldn't do this kind of delicate work.

And he didn't want the two involved in the plan either.

Based on his understanding of the two sons, the two knew that this plan was for the follow-up of the emperor, that is, the descendants of the boss.

Zhu Zhangui still has a lot of things to do in the follow-up, and it is impossible to devote all his energy to this matter. He must find a person in charge.

Neither can San Yang.

The three of them are now representatives of Confucianism, and it is impossible for them to preside over this matter.

Even if the three were willing, Zhu Di would not let them take over this matter.

Zhu Zhangui naturally had a candidate in his mind, and replied directly:

"Grandson has two candidates, and I plan to let them take charge of this matter."

"It's just that one of them may be a little troublesome. He once offended you, grandpa, and he is still locked up in the prison."

Zhu Di became interested.

He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out who should take over this matter.

You must know that this candidate must not only be knowledgeable, but also not have too many ties to Confucianism, preferably a hostile relationship, that would be even better.

Zhu Di really couldn't remember who Zhu Zhangui said was locked up in the prison. After all, he locked up too many people, and the ghost knows which one.

"Tell me, if he is really a good candidate, as long as he is not guilty of treason, I can forgive him."

Zhu Zhangui looked at the old man and said a name.

"Xie Jin, Bachelor Xie."

Zhu Di raised his eyebrows.

"Why him? He is well-known in the Confucian school! And this person's character..."

Zhu Di shook his head, obviously he didn't like this person very much.

"Because no one from the Confucian sect rescued him after he entered Jinyiwei Prison. After several years of imprisonment, his edges and corners should have been smoothed."

"Grandpa, he doesn't dare to hate. So he can only hate the Confucianism. If we provoke him again, saying that after he entered the prison, the people from the Confucianism not only failed to save him, but even worsened the situation and demanded to copy him. family, and destroy his clan."

"Grandpa, you said that we let him out and gave him rights and certain power. Will he take revenge on the Confucian sect madly?"

"When he knows our plan, will he do it wholeheartedly for the sake of power and revenge on the Confucianism? After all, the taste of the prison is really uncomfortable, let alone Jinyiwei's prison. Now it's hard to do it again. He won’t give up when he gains power.”

Zhu Di nodded slightly after listening.

"I remember he should be imprisoned in Jinyiwei Prison!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded in confirmation.

The old man thought for a while, and said to Zhu Zhangui: "Go and see him first, and see if he is the right candidate for you. If there is no problem, you can let him take charge."

After making sure he knew Jin, the old man asked about another person.

"The other person, if I'm not mistaken, should be Lu Xin, the chief envoy of Shandong."

Zhu Zhangui smiled and flattered him, "I can't hide anything from you, Grandpa!"

"It's hard to guess. That guy has done so many things with you. He is also responsible for the destruction of the Kong family. If this matter gets out, he will definitely be beaten to death by Confucian people."

After confirming the two candidates, the old man rubbed his brows and said tiredly: "For the initial investment, the household department may not be able to afford the money, so let's use the money from the Kong family first!"

"If it's really not enough, you can take out some cushions first, and you can make up for it when you come back from Wa Kingdom."

"As for the investment in the future, the income from the Japanese country should be able to last for a few years. We will slowly figure out a way later. If it doesn't work, you can go out with Zheng He again."

Good guy, this old man doesn't even want face for money.

He even said the words to let Zhu Zhangui go out to loot again, which shows how much the old man attaches importance to this matter.

"Okay, this matter is settled like this. I'll think about it. Is there anything to add? You can go to Jinyiwei Prison and see Jin."

Noticing the fatigue in Zhu Di's eyes, Zhu Zhangui didn't want the old man to be tired.

He also wanted to let the old man take over for a few more years, so that he would have the opportunity to go out and roam more.

If the old man is exhausted, then Daming will have to shoulder the burden.

After all, with his father Zhu Pangpang's body, Zhu Zhangui is really not sure whether he can survive the old man.

"Okay, I'll go and have a look, don't be too tired, go to bed early!"

The old man waved his hand, and then reminded: "Don't stay too long! It's cold and cold in that place, and I'm still counting on holding a great-grandson next year. You can't hurt your body."

"Also, go back early at night, don't make my eldest granddaughter-in-law wait too long."

Under the explanation and instructions of the old man, Zhu Zhangui left the palace and went to the Jinyiwei yamen.

"See Your Highness Taisun, Your Highness is blessed and safe."

As soon as Zhu Zhangui arrived at the gate of Jinyiwei, Ji Gang, who received the news, hurriedly led the officials on duty to go out to greet him.

"Get up!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded with a smile, and entered the Jinyiwei lobby accompanied by Ji Gang and others.

"Your Highness, those students are currently being interrogated. If you need a statement urgently, I will ask someone to come over and urge you."

Zhu Zhangui waved his hand.

"I didn't come here for them. You can interrogate slowly, and just hand over your statement to me before dawn tomorrow."

Replying casually, after Zhu Zhangui let everyone except Ji Gang leave, he asked Ji Gang, "Xie Jin is being imprisoned here!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Bring him up, I have something to ask him."

Soon, a man with disheveled hair and dirty body was escorted in by Ji Gang himself.

"The guilty minister, Xie Jin, pays homage to His Highness the Grandson."

Ji Gang seemed to be on the way here and had already explained to Xie Jin.

As soon as Xie Jin entered the hall, he directly bowed and paid respects.

Zhu Zhangui nodded and looked at the unkempt Xie Jin.

"Bachelor Xie, how is life in prison?"

Xie Jin's body trembled subconsciously.

Obviously, Zhu Zhangui's words aroused his inner fear.

"Life is better than death, like a fire!"

Xie Jin answered Zhu Zhangui's question in nine words.

"Do you want to leave?"

"Do you want to be reinstated?"

"Do you want to go one step further?"

A triple question was thrown out by Zhu Zhangui.

Every time a question was asked, Xie Jin raised his head slightly.

When Zhu Zhangui finished his third question, Xie Jin had already looked at Zhu Zhangui directly.

"Your majesty, you finally remember my humble minister."

Old Xie Jin burst into tears.

In the past two years in Jinyiwei Prison, his life was like death.

Thinking of how high-spirited Xie Jin was back then, his compilation of the Yongle Canon was even more famous throughout the world.

Originally, he thought that he would rise all the way, and finally step into the cabinet and become the head of civil servants in the world.

But I didn't expect that he was demoted first, and then reported to the prince twice for official duties, and then fell into a struggle to earn his position. He was slandered by the King of Han and others, and ended up being dismissed from office and imprisoned.

For more than two years, he has been subjected to endless torture every day. If he hadn't been strong-willed, he would have gone crazy long ago.

To be honest, he felt a little reconciled.

Xie Jin's great talent had only just begun, and he was really unwilling to die like this.

Looking at Xie Jin with tears in his eyes, Zhu Zhangui interrupted his fantasy with a word.

"Before today, the emperor almost forgot about you."

The rich expression on Xie Jin's face suddenly froze.

Zhu Zhangui continued to make up his knife and said: "After you were imprisoned, many civil servants and even the friends you had made fell into trouble. They all wanted to put you to death, and it would be best to ransack your family and family."

"Impossible, why did they do that?"

Zhu Zhangui chuckled and said, "Have you ever heard the saying that literati look down on each other?"

"You entered the Hanlin Academy at a young age, and even edited the Yongle Canon, a national treasure. Don't they envy or envy you?"

"Under envy, jealousy and hatred, when you are high above them, they will follow suit, flatter you every day, and give you ecstasy soup."

"If you continue to rise all the way like this, this situation will not disappear. But your character is too upright, offended the emperor, and fell off the horse. In order to cater to the emperor, these people will step on you crazily and treat you as theirs. Stepping stone."

"Even, I heard that there are still people who speak ill of your wife, and your children are even more humiliated."

Every time Zhu Zhangui said a paragraph, Xie Jin's fists were clenched.

When he heard his family members being humiliated and ridiculed, Xie Jin angrily punched the ground with his fist.

"These bastards!"

Beating the ground hard to vent, Xie Jin looked up at Zhu Zhangui.

"Your Highness, what do you want me to do?"

Zhu Zhangui smiled slightly, walked up and squatted in front of Xie Jin, never disliked the strange smell on Xie Jin's body, and whispered: "I want you to preside over the new school and fight against Confucianism, or to be more precise, kick them out of the court .”

Even though Xie Jin was prepared in his heart, he was still shocked by the news.

Against the Confucian sect, kick them out of the court, what are you kidding?
Confucianism has been passed down for so many years, and there are more than a million scholars and disciples under the school.

Just by yourself, you want to drive the Confucianists out of the court, are you really sure that this is not a fucking joke?

Moreover, is this grandson out of his mind?
You are not the emperor yet, but you want to move the Confucian school. You are sure to do this, you are sure that the whole court will not collapse, and you are sure that the emperor will agree with your plan.

"What? Don't you dare?"

Looking at the astonished Xie Jin, Zhu Zhangui asked with a smile.

Xie Jin didn't know how to answer for a while.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Zhu Zhangui got up and walked out. While walking, he deliberately loudly told Ji Gang: "Ji Gang, since our Xie student is so timid, send him back, and you can also inform him by the way. His family, the emperor has hated Xie Jin for a long time, let their family prepare for the funeral! It is estimated that it will only be these two days!"

"Oh, let him tidy up his house by the way. I think they will move out and live in Liaodong. The place is bitterly cold. Let them prepare more thick clothes so that they don't get cold when they get there."

Xie Jin, who was still lying on the floor in the lobby, jumped up suddenly, ran out, and shouted at Zhu Zhangui's back, "Your Highness, don't go, I'll do this job... I'll do it! "

(End of this chapter)