eldest son of Ming dynasty

Chapter 214 Cloth
The emperor regarded Zhu Houzhao as such, and people like Gu Dayong would not dare to fool the emperor easily, because he couldn't figure out Zhu Houzhao's mind. In this case, how would he know whether the emperor wanted to promote him or punish him.

Zhu Houzhao didn't deliberately whet his appetite, because he knew that these people had a good relationship in private. Although Liu Jin was an 'eunuch', he still had a certain charisma, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get together with him. help people.

In this way, Zhu Houzhao was not sure whether some things could be said or not, and since he couldn't express it explicitly, he could only hint first.

At this time, he is like a person who sows discord. Zhu Houzhao didn't have such an impulse before, but it seems that his thinking gradually began to change as soon as he took this position.

He began to worry about whether the people below were lying to him, or whether there was something hidden from him.There is always an urge in the heart to understand everything.

Because he knows that many "man-made disasters" are actually because the emperor has the wrong information, good people are regarded as bad people, and bad people are regarded as good people.

From another point of view, he can't be blamed for this. The main reason is that everyone around him seems to be trying their best to speak nicely to him, which makes him feel that there is a net of lies enveloping him.

So the urge to rush out grew in his heart, and he kept telling the people around him to be honest and honest. Once anyone touches this line in the future, the consequences will be hard to say.

Gu Dayong waited for him to change his clothes, and it was still cold at night, so Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hands to roast on the brazier before leaving the gate of Qianqing Palace.

There are only a few lanterns outside, and everything else is pitch black.

"Great use."

The slaves are here.

"Light on the lamp, I want to read the memorial."

Gu Dayong was taken aback, looked at the time of day, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, it's still ugly time ([-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am), and you should pay attention to the dragon's body when reading the memorial at this time..."

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand, "I haven't stayed up late and worked overtime for a long time, I feel it now. Go do it, if you are sleepy, I will know how to sleep."

Gu Da clicked his mouth, his eyes were full of hesitation, but finally he did it with a sigh.

Soon after, a picture composed of oil lamps, ink pens and melodies appeared.

"... In the 11th or 12th year of Hongzhi, I sent you to Shandong. What was the name of the guarding eunuch in Shandong at that time?"

Gu Dayong pouted, "Your Majesty, the body of the dragon is important, you should rest..."

"There's a lot of nonsense. Why are people in their tens of years more boring than me? Come back!"

"...Yes! This servant remembers that person is Youzhi."

"According to what you saw and heard in Shandong, are the people in Shandong really miserable?"

Gu Dayong did not dare to tell lies, "If there is a good year, ordinary people can still have enough food. I am afraid that the harvest will be poor in a disaster year. Originally, most of the people have been busy for a year just to open their mouths. There is not much food left. If the harvest is not good, you will be hungry. But starving to death is not enough, just... you will not be full."

Zhu Houzhao sighed, "Hey. In the early years of the Taizu, the whole country was sparsely populated, and each household had tens of mu of fertile land, but it should not be so much today. I heard that the land in the Northeast is fertile, which is the climate. It’s cold, but food can always be dug out from the soil to fill our stomachs. Do you think that if the imperial court emigrates to the Northeast, will the people be willing to go?”

Gu Dayong's face was a bit tangled, "It's hard to say about this slave girl. The people are resettled and relocated. If they are asked to leave their hometown, unless they really can't eat, they will starve to death."

"Understood." Zhu Houzhao skipped this section without mentioning it, and shook the melody in his hand, which was played to him by the eunuch Youzhi, the eunuch in charge of Shandong.

Recently, many local officials have begun to hear about the battle between the emperor and the ministers over the matter of the expedition. After the results came out, most officials also began to turn to the emperor, so some expressed their opinions, and some made specific suggestions, as well as long-term plans for the country. direction.

You Zhi was talking about immigrating to the Northeast.

"After daybreak, go to the Supervisor of Rituals and convey my will, transfer Youzhi to Beijing, and leave him a position as a eunuch holding a pen."

Gu Da was startled, why did the eunuch in charge of Shandong suddenly fly into the sky with a single sentence?

"Your servant obeys the order." Gu Dayong asked again in a muttered voice: "Your Majesty, I dare to ask you more carefully to avoid making mistakes. Is Eunuch You's eunuch holding the pen in the supervisor of ceremonies?"

Without raising his head, Zhu Houzhao said while watching, "Yes."

"Yes, the servant understands."

Such an important position as the Supervisor of Ceremonies requires cronyism, and no one can avoid this when he is the emperor.But Zhu Houzhao is not Jiajing, his ultimate goal is not to gain power, but to do something reliable after gaining power.

If it is like Jiajing, then he can play the whole court as his own, and he can do whatever he wants.

But if you want to get things done, you have to be a little meritocracy.

After Liu Jin and his group go down, they will definitely put their own people everywhere, so there is no need to think about it.But Zhu Houzhao didn't want to give them a kind, as long as they have a close relationship with the emperor, at least there must be someone who can do things in the inner court.

This is also a symbolic move for people outside of Liu Jin's group: even though they were not lucky enough to get an official position in the East Palace before the emperor ascended the throne, it does not mean that they have no chance of becoming a supervisor of rituals.

As long as things are done well, there are still possibilities.

So this child needs to be clothed.

Zhu Houzhao didn't want to be surrounded by a group of people who could only serve tea and water. When people really needed to be employed, wouldn't a group of idiots be very worrying?

However, such a person suddenly entered the Prison of Rituals, and they must have had a big reaction.

"Shandong's garrison eunuch, you and Liu Jin can discuss your personal choice."

Gu Dayong felt relieved, "Okay, let the servants do it for His Majesty."

After that, there was another silence in the warm pavilion, except for the sound of the emperor slowly flipping through the memorials, the only sound was the sizzle of kerosene falling on the lampstand.

While serving, Gu Dayong looked anxiously at the emperor, but he didn't dare to make a sound, so anxious that he finally started to sob beside him.

Zhu Houzhao looked up with some doubts, "Can you be a little bit promising? Why are you crying so suddenly?"

Gu Dayong wiped his tears and said: "The slaves miss the late emperor. Your majesty has worked so hard. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and billions of people are on your shoulders. Although the government is important, no matter how important it is, it is not as important as your majesty's dragon body. Now the slaves are persuading Can't help it, if the late emperor was here, he would definitely feel sorry for His Majesty, and would be able to persuade His Majesty even more."

Zhu Houzhao told him to speak softly. This bastard looks smart, but he seems to be quite good at talking.

The mention of Hongzhi also made the past images flash in his mind. In this Qianqing Palace, Emperor Hongzhi dragged his sick body, thinking about how to do his best all day long.

But this person is no longer there.

But at the next moment, he thought again, it seemed that the group of servants under his hands were very good at trying to figure out his thoughts, and the words they said were probably carefully thought out, aimed at the softness of his heart.

Where did it get to the point where he stayed up late to read a few memorials, and these people were so distressed that they shed tears?Except for Hongzhi, he didn't believe anyone else could do this.

Thinking about it, this was probably also to please him.

"What does it look like to be crying?" Zhu Houzhao slammed the memorial on the imperial case with some annoyance, "Playing with me here, you are a bit shallow!"

Gu Dayong was terrified when he heard this, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please punish me!"

"Don't read it, it's a disappointment." Zhu Houzhao pushed these memorials aside, then squinted at Gu Dayong, "Gu Dayong, this is the first time that you play tricks in front of me, and I won't hold you accountable. But you remember, from now on, you will work honestly and put away those little thoughts, and I won't think you are less attentive."

"Yes, yes, I know I was wrong." The emperor suddenly became angry, and Gu Dayong was even more uncertain, so he could only kowtow non-stop.

Fortunately, Qiuyun appeared in Qianqing Palace at this time, and Xiaoxiao rescued him, because the emperor didn't want to see him again, so he told him to leave first.

"Your Majesty... why did you get up in the middle of the night?"

"Can't sleep, what about you, which talkative person is going to wake you up again?"

Qiu Yun walked over and rubbed his shoulders for him, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. In the middle of the night, you are angry. Anyway, the slaves are here, so it doesn't hinder anything."

"Then stay with me for a while."

Zhu Houzhao felt bored, so he started to review the memorials again. Anyway, he couldn't do anything in the middle of the night.

In this way, until the sky became brighter, he went directly to Fengtian Hall to ascend the early court.

"...I read the memorials from Shandong yesterday, and I stayed up all night. The Ming Dynasty has been established for more than a hundred years, and it seems that it has never been richer than that of the Song Dynasty. The people's life is difficult, and the court can't make ends meet. Hungry. How can this make people sleep?"

When the emperor spoke like this, the clattering crowd all knelt down.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for failing to share your Majesty's worries!"

"Where is Da Zongbo?"

"The minister is here." Lin Han came out and bowed his hands to listen to the order.

"The topic of this year's policy discussion is based on what I just said. Why is the Ming Dynasty not as rich as the previous Song Dynasty?"

"The minister obeys the order!"

"What about the sacrificial wine?"

Zhang Tianrui is the current Guozijian sacrificial wine, "Minister Zhang Tianrui sees Your Majesty."

"Go back and make some preparations. In a few days, I will listen to your introduction to the academy. The imperial court has established the Medical Academy, the Military Academy, the Zhixing Academy, and the Gewu Academy. Let me explain clearly, what effects have been achieved today, and what will be done next. .”

"Yes!"

Zhu Houzhao stood up, "Dear dear friends, before the end of the year, I have already greeted the cabinet. The government can no longer step on the watermelon rind like before, and it doesn't matter where it slips. It doesn't matter if it's three years or five years. You need to have a plan. Everyone, go back and think about it. In two days, you will make a report on the affairs you are in charge of. Let us sit down and have a good discussion!"

Waiting for news from the front line is a painful process for the emperor. At this time, he can only use "work" to fill himself up. By the way, let these ministers know what diligence is, and they know that they are concerned about the country and the people every day. Let’s show you how to work, I won’t exhaust you to death!
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