Daming heir

Chapter 335 Decent Gift For You

Farming, farming for a lifetime, is the lifelong career of the largest population in the Ming Dynasty.

Farming, studying, becoming an official through the imperial examination, getting promoted and getting rich, buying fields, and letting people farm for themselves.This is the lifelong pursuit of the Confucian civil servants studying for the imperial examination.

When these people own enough fields, they will be separated from production, and their descendants will also be separated from production, forming one by one exploiting interest groups.

First the home and then the country.

This is a secret that everyone knows but will never make public.

And most people will only stay at home first.

As for the country?Ming Dynasty?

Zhu Yunxi's face was gloomy, and he sneered: "I still remember that in the winter of the 24th year of Hongwu, there was a snowstorm in Zhejiang Province, and then the imperial court implemented a pilot project in Zhejiang Province, which was divided into mu, and it died at the age of one. Taxes and other various taxes are huge in the millions. Now, there are gifts every year, but it has not caused the people to mourn, and the family is gradually stocking up with new clothes and firewood."

Zhejiang Road has done very well in the past two years, which is obvious to all inside and outside the court.In the past two years, because of the conquest of Cochin Road and the construction of Changhua Port, Qiantang Port has also expanded several times. Every day, not only the goods transported from Cochin Road, but also the entire southeast of Guangxi, Guangdong, Yunnan, etc. A number of goods.

Even overseas merchants from the western side came here a lot.They not only come to Longwan Wharf outside Yingtian City, but also go to Qiantang Port to place goods.

But at this time, when Zhu Yunxi mentioned the matter of Zhejiang Road, the faces of the civil servants present were tense.

The eyes of the officials began to look a little dishonest.

When the emperor's grandson brought up the past at this time, he was clearly referring to the present.

I'm afraid, the next step is to count the country's long-standing abuses.

There was a slight cough in the hall.

Zhu Yunxi turned the white jade wrench, and there was already a groove on it due to bow stringing.

He stared at the court humerus in front of him.

"Da Ming is very big, this sentence has been mentioned many times in many places."

In the 24th year of Hongwu, Donggong Academy has already mentioned it.

Zhai Shan and the others thought silently in their hearts.

Those things have finally been revealed slowly in the past two years, and it is not a secret.

Zhu Yunxi continued: "However, since the Ming Dynasty is so big, why is it that whenever there is a natural disaster, the people will not have enough to eat and wear warm clothes, and even end up in a situation where their wives and children are separated? Zhuqing, have you ever thought about it?"

thought about it.

Just can't tell!
In the warm Wenyuan Pavilion lit with incense charcoal, the heads of the officials were lowered, and no one dared to speak at this time.

Not only did they think about it, but they deeply guided why.

Zhu Yunxi sneered: "Everyone in the world says that the times make heroes. Since Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, princes, generals and generals have a kindness, and such remarks have been popular all over the world. But what is the current situation? It is nothing more than the incompetence of the court, and the people can't eat enough. .Since you can’t get enough to eat, rebellion is not an unforgivable thing.”

In the hall, Zhu Yunxi's voice was very calm, without any disturbance or anger, as if he was just talking about a very ordinary thing.

However, the officials became more and more restless, with a glow all over their bodies.

Now that they couldn't sit still, the officials hid the sweat oozing from their foreheads and knelt down on the ground together.

"The minister is incompetent."

"The minister waits for capital punishment."

Zhu Yunxi straightened his upper body, put his hands on his knees, leaned forward, and looked down at the officials.

"You are not wrong, you have done a good job. It is Gu's fault, it is my Zhu family's fault, it is God's fault."

Zhai Shan and the others suddenly raised their heads, their faces were frightened and their eyes trembled.

"Sir wait..."

"No need to explain!" Zhu Yunxi finally raised his voice slightly: "You, the common people, think so, right?"

"If the Han Wenjing is governed by doing nothing, the world will be full of wealth, the accumulation of money will be rotten, and the grain will be infested with insects.

In Tang Zhenguan's literary and martial arts, the Central Plains opened up territories, and all beggars in the Central Plains were not given by foreigners.

In the Song Dynasty, the scholars shared the world, and the business road was vast, accounting for half of the country. Even after the death of Liao and Xixia, there were still Guozuo. "

The corner of Zhu Yunxi's mouth was filled with contempt: "There are merits and demerits, and the monarch and ministers are distracted. Whose merits and faults belong to?"

In Wenyuan Pavilion, the petals of the three-legged lotus sit on the mountain charcoal stove, and the burning is even more prosperous.

However, the officials felt cold all over their bodies and their backs were sweating.

"I will never dare to ask my father to accept it if I wait for death. The father authorized it, but the disasters in the world are all because of my incompetence."

In the hall, except for the pleadings of the officials, there was silence, only the sound of snow falling outside the window.

Xie Jin, who was standing aside with the memorial in his hand, nodded silently.

The emperor's grandson became more and more different.

Zhu Yunxi's eyes were as deep as ink and he said: "The merits and demerits are not what you say, nor are you talking about it alone. They are going to be told by Zhaozhao Qingshi. What the future generations say is today. I can't control the mouths of the future generations. But if you are now in power for the Holy Son of Heaven, you can't let future generations humiliate the Holy Son of Heaven!"

Hearing this, the officials suddenly breathed a sigh of relief silently.

Although the emperor's grandson's words became more and more strict, the most terrible thing was that he did not mention the purpose and requirements.

But now, as long as the purpose and requirements can be put forward, it is not a problem.

Zhai Shan raised his head, with a solemn face, and said on behalf of the civil servants: "I wait for the salary of the king, and I should share the worries for the king. Although the snow is heavy this winter, but the court is united and united, God will know and protect me To the people, the whole monarch and the father are benevolent."

Zhu Yunxi snorted: "You are all witnesses from the beginning of the Ming Dynasty to the present, so I will give you this respect today.

The imperial court must have one heart, and there is no need to teach you where to put this heart.

You are the foundation of my Zhu family's foundation, and the common people are also the roots of my family's society. If my family does not make duckweed without roots, no one should try to do that.

Local government, officials, gentry, merchants, and common people, the court must have a balance, and don't lose the big because of the small.

When you went back today, you also warned your family not to meddle in things that should not be touched. The [-] troops of the Beijing army are now dispatched to various places, and they are the swords in my family's hands.

But I just want to tell you that this knife is no longer in my hands, and where the edge of the knife falls depends entirely on whether you want to be decent! "

With his head down, Xie Jin closed his eyes.

However, Yu Xin, Wang Jun and others went limp all over, Ren Hengtai, Ru Yu and others shouted in their hearts, leaving Zhai Shan staring at the suddenly murderous emperor grandson with wide eyes.

You know it's not that simple to use the Beijing Army!
From the very beginning, this matter was not for the relief of Xue Qing, nor for the purpose of suppressing the power of civil servants in the court.

From the very beginning, this matter was aimed at killing people!
The sword held by the royal family in the Beijing army has now left the capital, but when did this sword leave the hand?Where it falls in the end depends entirely on what the person holding the knife thinks.

After beating.

Zhu Yunxi nodded, leaned back, and looked out of the light-transmitting window: "Let's all go, go home early. It's snowing heavily, walk slowly."

The officials looked at each other, and finally suppressed the uneasiness in their hearts, stood up carefully, bowed their heads and backed away soundlessly.

When the door of the temple was opened, the wind and snow outside the temple poured in.

Zhu Yunxi had already leaned on the armchair and closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep due to the exhaustion of state affairs, but there was a sound in his throat.

"Grandpa Huang has something to say, my family started from the common people."

"The Beijing army can move, and so can the pro-army."

"Everyone,"

"Walk slowly..."

The officials who had just retreated to the gate of the palace and turned around heard the words coming from behind, their legs seemed to be filled with lead, and their limbs became stiff.

The emperor's grandson was right.

He has given everyone a decent choice, and everyone knows what will happen if they don't want to be decent.

Left and right are just one example of a line of numbers in the history of the emperor's grandson. No one will pay attention to and pity them. If they die, they will die.

The officials walked out of Wenyuan Pavilion in a daze.

When the last six ministers and three laws came out of the hall, the sound of the palace servants closing the hall door came from behind.

With his hands in his sleeves, Zhai Shan stood on the porch in front of the palace gate, looking up at the gloomy sky with endless snow falling outside.

"Everyone, what do you mean by your Highness's words today?" Wang Jun frowned and asked in a low voice when he saw that several ministers were parked in the corridor. He did not forget to glance carefully at the closed palace door.

Yu Xin let out a long sigh: "It's been a lot of trouble this winter! Everyone should be diligent in state affairs."

Ru Yu squinted at Yu Xin, and hummed twice: "Everyone, my wife stewed a pot of meat this morning and is still waiting for my husband to come home, so I am leaving."

After finishing speaking, Ru Yuan waved her sleeves and made a flower roll, then lowered her head and sank into the wind and snow.

Wang Jun opened his mouth and looked at Ru Yu's back hidden in the wind and snow: "Ignore the affairs of the Ministry?"

Ren Hengtai coveted Wang Jun sideways, and then looked at Zhai Shan: "Zhai Shangshu, I want to take a leave of absence with you, and I have to go home today."

Zhai Shan is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and he is in charge of the personnel affairs of officials inside and outside the court.

Although Ren Hengtai didn't need to ask him for leave, he still responded: "Ren Shangshu walk slowly, the road is slippery in snowy weather, be careful."

Ren Hengtai nodded, cupped his hands, and sank into the wind and snow like a Ruyu.

Wang Jun stretched out his hand, but saw that Zhai Shan had already passed by without saying a word.

After Yu Xin was the only one left in front of the palace gate, Wang Jun finally couldn't help it: "I understand the things in the palace, but what do they mean?"

Yu Xin looked at Wang Jun with a smile on his face, cupped his hands under the surprised eyes of the other party, and smiled slightly: "Shangshu Wang, I'm going home too. Some nephews in the family are usually naughty, and it's snowing today. It's all right, I'm going to go home and teach these scorpions a lesson!"

After Yu Xin finished speaking, regardless of the doubts on Wang Jun's face, he got into the wind and snow after a few brisk steps.

Finally, only Wang Jun was left outside Wenyuan Pavilion.

He looked left and right, stomped his feet with a gloomy face, put his hands in his hands, groaned with his mouth tilted, and hid in the snowstorm.

……

"Your Highness, they are all gone."

"The six ministers will not go to the ministry today, and they all have plans to go home."

"Yu Shangshu said at the end that he would go home and teach his nephew a lesson, Wang Shangshu was the last to leave."

In Wenyuan Pavilion, Yu Tian, ​​the chief eunuch of Taisun's Mansion, stood humbly in front of Zhu Yunxi with his eyes closed, whispering what happened outside the palace gate just now.

Xie Jin stood aside, his brows tightened.

The grandson is obviously in the hall, those people will not forget this, but they are saying these words outside the hall gate.

And now, Taisun doesn't seem to have the idea of ​​reprimanding these officials who skipped work.

It's hard to understand.

Xie Jin sighed in his heart, and suddenly felt that it would be easier for him to build roads and be a saint.

Yu Tian still bowed his head and looked up at the emperor's grandson carefully.

"Remember, there are no stupid people in the Ming Dynasty. Officials always know what to say and what not to say, and also know when and where to say what should be said."

Zhu Yunxi silently opened his eyes, glanced at Yu Tian who was still in a daze, and coughed lightly.

Yutian immediately lowered his head, and his posture became more respectful: "This servant understands."

Zhu Yunxi hummed twice, then turned to look at Xie Jin: "Come with me to Chaoyang Gate."

Xie Jin paused for a moment, then remembered that Xiping Hou Muying was now leading the army at Chaoyang Gate.

Xie Jin nodded to express his understanding. Yu Tian had already reached the gate of the palace and opened it.

outside.

The snow is always white and flawless, and most of the time it represents a beautiful meaning.

But when the snow falls day after day, it is not a good thing.

Every time Zhu Yunxi stepped on the ground with a foot, he would make a squeaky sound.

He looked up to the sky with concern on his face.

This kind of action is the subconscious habit of most court officials, including him recently.

It seems that everyone hopes that the dark clouds above their heads will dissipate as soon as possible and see the long-lost sunshine, but every time they will let people bow their heads in disappointment.

"Have the Beijing troops who left Beijing arrived at the designated location?" Zhu Yunxi asked in a low voice, listening to the tired sound of snow under his feet.

Xie Jin turned his head: "Except for the Beijing army who just left Beijing to go to Hangzhou, all of them have arrived in various places according to the plan."

Zhu Yunxi nodded, but his brows never eased: "Since there are gossips in Yingtian Mansion now, it can be inferred from this that the local voices will only become more unpleasant."

Xie Jin hesitated and said in a low voice: "So, they were talking outside Wenyuan Pavilion today, but actually..."

"They're just expressing their opinion." Zhu Yunxi's eyes were dark: "It's the best thing they want, and they have to take it if they don't want it. The pro-army can also move, I didn't say where to move. Jin Yiwei is also a pro-military."

Xie Jin couldn't help trembling, rolled his arms together, and tightened the front of his chest with both hands, only to feel that it was colder today.

When the two of them left Hongwu Gate, they saw that Chaoyang Gate was already in front of them. Even in this heavy snowfall season, there were still countless officers and soldiers standing proudly on the city wall, like pines and cypresses on top of a mountain.

It was just a flying fish suit, but it blocked Zhu Yunxi's footsteps in front of Hongwu Gate.

"His Royal Highness, Zhang Baihu has captured someone and is currently being interrogated in prison."

Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows, looked at the person who came, and recognized that the person was under the command of Zhang Hui, a hundred households of Jinyiwei, and he already understood what he was talking about.

He immediately turned his head to look at Xie Jin: "Would you like to hear what kind of silverfish we have in the Ming Dynasty, and how did they attach themselves to Daming to suck the flesh and blood of the people?"

Xie Jin shook his shoulders to shake off the snow, and tilted his head: "I won't go...the Book and Newspaper Bureau has some problems due to snow conditions recently, and I have to go there to deal with it."

Zhu Yunxi smiled: "Since that's the case, don't go."

Xie Jin was very happy when he got the answer.Who doesn't know about Zhang Hui, one of the hundreds of Fusi households in Jinyiwei North Town?Recently, this person has received sharply polarized evaluations in the DPRK.

The courtiers hated him, but the Tai Hospital respected him so much that even regardless of Zhang Hui's status as a jackal in Jin Yiwei, they would say that he was the closest friend of the Tai Hospital.

For this reason, there were many objections from the DPRK and China, causing quite a stir.

It's just that after Zhengshan Yongnian, who had been in retreat for three years, was released, all objections disappeared overnight.

In the past two years, the progress of Tai Hospital's medical skills can be described as leaps and bounds.Allicin and antibiotics are almost the existence of gods blocking and killing gods, and Buddhas blocking and killing Buddhas.And the solid-state new medicine has rescued countless dying people from the gate of hell.

When Shan Yongnian, now the chief medical doctor of the Ming Dynasty, came out to endorse Zhang Hui's platform, no one wanted to fight against Shan Yongnian, who can raise the dead and make bones, for a cruel official who just likes to torture.

These days, no one is a big or small family member, and no one can suffer from illness or pain.

Anyone can offend, only those who are too hospital can not be offended.

Thus, amidst this silence, the medical level of the Tai Hospital took another leap forward.

Especially the medical methods on the skin, flesh and bones can be praised with new ones every day.

……

"You know the hospital too."

"Recently they are very strange, probably because of the heavy snow these days, they have become interested in how cold and heat affect people."

"Isn't this what King Zhou did?"

"I'm just a member of Jinyiwei, how can I know any medical skills?"

"So, I asked about the water in the hospital for three years. I asked, how to study the effects of cold and heat on people."

"He just scolded me for being a murderer, who didn't understand shit and asked him to teach me, and left a sentence of molten iron and bone-piercing cold, and then left cursing."

In the dark Jinyiwei Zhao Prison, Zhang Hui, who used to be a burly man from a hundred households, now looks extremely thin, his cheeks are deeply sunken, and there is a dark green light in his eye sockets, which makes people shudder just by looking at it .

At the moment, Zhang Hui is holding a long-arm ladle filled with molten iron in his hand and a boning knife in his other hand. His eyes glow with excitement as he stares at the man tied to the tiger stool. A small flag officer who took off.

"Look, imperial doctors are so weird."

"They asked me to study this, but I don't understand it, and I don't understand that sentence."

"I'm stupid. So, I just thought that I can't get complicated things, so I can do it simply."

"Since it's the heat of molten iron, I'll melt molten iron and pour it on the flesh to see how these areas react, and then this boning knife can scrape the flesh and see what it looks like inside."

"Hey……"

"I really don't understand medical skills."

(End of this chapter)