Naturally, Han Du's explanation did not satisfy Zhu Biao. Seeing that Zhu Biao wanted to continue questioning, Han Du immediately shouted: "Your Highness, I suddenly remembered that there is still soup simmering at home. Farewell!"
Seeing Han Du run away quickly, Zhu Biao hesitated for a few times, but still did not call him back. Zhu Biao knew that since Han Du had this attitude, even if he kept Han Du, he would not hear any truth from Han Du.
However, Zhu Biao was not someone who could give up so easily. Since Han Du didn't say anything, he was going to investigate on his own.
Han Du couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhu Biao didn't chase him again. It's terrible. As the stupid son of the largest landowner in the Ming Dynasty, he actually became concerned about capital's exploitation of the people. Could it be that Zhu Biao still wants to revolutionize his own life one day? If he wants to revolutionize, he must start from his old Zhu family. He only accounts for 10%, but his old Zhu family accounts for 90%.
Han Du returned home and bumped into Tang He who came to see him.
"Master, who are you?" Inviting Tang He into the inner hall, Han Du poured two cups of tea attentively and asked Tang He with a smile why he came to see him.
Tang He did not chatter with Han Du. He took a sip of tea, looked up at Han Du, and said affirmatively: "The superior issued a decree this morning, allowing officials above the ninth rank to directly report to Heaven. This idea was yours. Right?"
Ninth grade? Isn’t it the seventh grade that I’m talking about? Han Du's eyes widened immediately. There were already many officials above the seventh rank in the world. In the Ming Dynasty, there were fourteen provinces and counties in the early 1,000s. Each county had a seventh-rank magistrate. In addition to the various government offices and chief envoys, officials of seventh rank and above, each of whom could submit a memorial to Lao Zhu, amounted to nearly three thousand letters. If all officials above the ninth rank can submit memorials, then this number must be at least doubled.
The reason why Han Du only said that only officials of seventh grade and above would have the power to go to secret offices was because, firstly, he could fully understand the situation of each county in the Ming Dynasty, and secondly, he did not want Lao Zhu to be too tired and waste time on this matter. Too much energy.
After all, who is an official and doesn’t want to climb up? Since there is this way, officials from all over the world will definitely flock to report. Even if there was nothing important to say, those officials wanted to speak in front of the emperor.
Leave an impression, even if it is a trivial matter, a memorial will be put together and handed over.
"Is it really not you?" Tang He kept staring at Han Du's expression, so he could clearly see Han Du's stunned expression on the spot.
Han Du shook his head when he heard this, and then nodded.
Tang He frowned and said dissatisfied: "Yes, it means, if it doesn't, it means no. What are you trying to do by shaking your head and nodding your head again?"
"The Beauty of the Sun and the Moon"
Han Du had no choice but to smile and sigh, and explained: "My lord, this idea is indeed mine, but I only suggested that the emperor let the officials of the seventh rank and above go to Tianting, but I never thought of letting the ninth rank officials also play. .”
Tang He had an unexpected look on his face and said, "How did you come up with this idea for your superiors? Although I thought you had some deep meaning at the time, I never could figure it out."
Han Du served the tea to Tang Hexu, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Master, what do you think the relationship between civil servants and nobles like us is?"
"Are you asking questions knowingly?" Tang He sighed helplessly and said, "Civil officials pride themselves on being scholars, when have they ever cared about us? Either they call us vulgar warriors, or they call us arrogant warriors."
"What are you looking down on? It's just that they think we have taken advantage of them and regard us as a thorn in their side." Han Du shook his head and said with a smile.
Tang He nodded in agreement and said, "These civil servants are indeed greedy. They want to go back to the way they were in the former Song Dynasty. How can the emperor, with his great talent and great strategy, abandon his martial arts skills?"
"It is indeed greed," Han Du sighed: "If they had the ability to dominate the world, I wouldn't say anything. I could just grit my teeth and endure it. But they all have high ambitions and low abilities, and they only think they are the best in the world. Wizards, this is unbearable.”
"Hahaha, what you said didn't include a single curse word, but it was worse than scolding them. I feel comfortable listening to it." Tang He laughed, as if the tea was regarded as wine, and he drank it suddenly One mouthful.
Han Du continued: "The court is now divided into three groups. One is the Zhejiang East Group composed of civil servants, and the other is us.
The third among these noble groups with titles are the former Yuan Dynasty ministers. "
"Among them, the emperor cannot fully trust the ministers of the former Yuan Dynasty. He only uses them to show the world the magnanimity and magnanimity of the Ming Dynasty. And they themselves know this very well. They have always worked diligently and conscientiously. From then on, They do not participate in anything involving the struggle for power. They all want to wait until the age of officialdom and then enjoy their old age in peace. The civil servants are also aware of this and will not provoke them at all. Therefore. , this court has become a tit-for-tat confrontation between civil servants and our nobles."
When Han Du said this, he couldn't help but pause. After seeing Tang He nod, he continued: "Do you think we nobles are the opponents of those civil servants when it comes to fighting for power?"
Tang He's expression froze, but this question stopped him. He really didn't want to destroy his own ambition and gain the prestige of others, but after repeated considerations, he could only lower his head and sigh, and said: "We are a little better, at least we know the methods of civil servants. But the other princes, uncles, etc., it's really The only thing is that they are useless except for fighting. In terms of intrigues, there is no match for those civil servants. Of course, except for you."
Han Du didn't care, and then said with a smile: "That's why I have to find something for them to do. If we let them idle and think about how to deal with Xungui all day long, we can show off their tactics, but other I'm afraid people will inevitably be tricked by civil servants. Instead of letting them focus on us, it's better to let them fight on their own."
"Your method is really destructive, but I like it. From now on, civil servants will no longer be able to form a solid monolith, they will only become a piece of loose sand." Tang He said with a smile.
Han Du also smiled in agreement and sighed: "I can't help it. If the life of the civil servants is easy, our life will not be easy."
People say that your butt determines your head. If Han Du becomes a civil servant, it goes without saying that he will naturally work for the interests of civil servants. But since he has become a distinguished noble, he will never be lenient when it comes to attacking civil servants.
Personal grudges are sometimes not important, what is important is collective interests.
