Han Du paused for a moment, letting Zhu Biao think about it, and then slowly said: "As for the Anping Governor's Mansion, there are dozens of conflicts, large and small, every year, and many of them are sneak attacks by natives. Does His Highness think that a civil servant can deal with these sneak attacks calmly? Can he ensure that dozens of sneak attacks every year can be well-guarded?"
Zhu Biao was silent for a while, and then sighed for the last time. Of course he knew that there were not none among the civil servants who could do it, but there were only a handful of people who could do it, and since these people were in high positions, it would not be appropriate to go to Nanyang rashly.
"So, is it a mistake?" Zhu Biao scratched his chin and said apologetically.
Han Du quickly shook his head and said: "Your Highness is right. Since the Ming Dynasty wants to incorporate Nanyang into its territory, officials will be sent to govern it sooner or later. But the battles in some places are not over yet. I thought we could go to those places that are more stable first." The local government dispatches certain officials. Firstly, it can be regarded as a demonstration for the future, and secondly, it can also be used to see whether civilian officials can control the local natives."
Zhu Biao's face softened slightly, he nodded with a smile and said, "This is what an old man says when he plans for the country."
With such a statement, Han Du finally felt relieved.
Han Du returned to the house and carefully sorted out the conversation with Zhu Biao, and immediately realized that something was wrong. If Zhu Biao's move was to stand up for the civil servants, then why didn't he allow General Fang Xiaoru to serve as governor and reward him according to the amount of tribute and property?
If the civil servants knew that serving as governor for one year would bring so many rewards, then even if they didn't flock to it, they would at least attract some people, right? In any case, Fang Xiaoru would not be allowed to fight alone in the court, right?
Han Du thought of this, but since Zhu Biao didn't explain it to him, Han Du wouldn't ask again. He lowered his eyes and secretly kept this matter in his heart.
...
At another morning court meeting, Fang Xiaoru continued to report, hoping that the emperor would issue an order to send a civil servant to Nanyang to serve as governor.
Facing Fang Xiaoru's performance again, Zhu Biao looked indifferent, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
On Xungui's side, he also acted as if the matter had nothing to do with him, and no one took a second look at Fang Xiaoru, who was standing in the middle.
On the other hand, the civil servant, after being stabbed by Fang Xiaoru, suddenly exploded like boiling water that he could no longer hold back.
"Your Majesty, I think that Fang Xiaoru is talking nonsense." A foreign minister from the household department stood up and said sternly.
Seeing that the emperor was not wrong, he raised his head and continued: "To be honest with the emperor, I also bought the securities of Shibosi and made some money. I am not boasting, but I also know a little about Nanyang Chen. According to what I said You know, Nanyang can indeed make some money, and some people are willing to go there to do business, but these are almost all merchants. Apart from these merchants, there are almost no Ming people in Nanyang. Even if the ministers go, how can they protect the land and bring peace to the people? , to educate one side?”
"exactly....."
"That's right, what are you sending officials to do if you don't even have the common people?"
Most of the people on the civil service side immediately nodded and agreed.
Han Du glanced at the official standing next to Fang Xiaoru in surprise, and a smile appeared on his face. This man's courage is quite good and he dares to buy Shibo's securities.
You must know that since the securities of Shibo Company were issued, no one dared to buy them at first. It was Han Du who took action with some good friends, and with the help of Yao Yue and others, he managed to make the first securities issuance go smoothly without ruining the situation.
Businessmen have a very keen sense of smell. After they know that buying securities can really make money, some people will have the courage to participate the second time.
Afterwards, the people watched the dividend distribution meeting of the Shipping Company one after another, and some people tried to buy some out of envy.
However, even though the common people had the courage to buy it, almost no one among the officials dared to buy it.
Faced with the rebuttal of Wai Lang, a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs, Fang Xiaoru immediately knelt down again and said: "Your Majesty, Nanyang is not without Ming people. Since the fifteenth year of Hongwu, Ming Dynasty has been sending prisoners to Nanyang almost every year. Now they have been sent to Luzon and Old Port Wait for them to be resettled in other places. These people live and work in peace and contentment there, so naturally they need officials to go to herding and guarding the area."
"Hahaha......"
Fang Xiaoru's words immediately caused all the civil servants to burst into laughter. Someone stood up and said to Fang Xiaoru with a smile on his face: "You also said that those who were sent there are just prisoners." The implication is that they are just prisoners with a governor. It's enough for the government to guard it. There is no need for officials like them to travel thousands of miles to govern the local area.
Fang Xiaoru did not agree with this person's statement, and said angrily: "Those people were indeed guilty before, but they reformed in Nanyang, and their guilt has long been repaid, and they are still the people of the Ming Dynasty. Even the emperor recognized this. .”
Lao Zhu sat on it and waited until everyone was talking about it, then nodded and said: "No matter where the people of Ming Dynasty go, they are my subjects."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire court fell silent. The civil servants all closed their mouths and lowered their heads, not daring to raise their heads to look at His Majesty the Emperor. Everyone thought that the emperor was favoring Fang Xiaoru, and they were somewhat dissatisfied.
But Fang Xiaoru became happy. He thought that the emperor said this because he thought he was right.
Faced with such an awkward situation, Zhan Hui, the Minister of Rites, stepped forward, raised his hands and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I believe that governing Southeast Asia is not something that can be done overnight, so we must not rush for success. Things will be settled if things are slow. Since Fang Xiaoru has submitted a petition to serve as governor , I thought that I could order Fang Xiaoru to teach in Nanyang, observe its effectiveness, and prepare countermeasures for the court."
On the surface, Zhan Hui's words seemed to be thinking about the emperor and the court, but in fact, to put it bluntly, he just wanted to trick Fang Xiaoru. Didn't you Fang Xiaoru propose that everyone go to that place in Nanyang where birds don't shit? Then you might as well set an example and go first.
With a faint smile on his face, Lao Zhu smiled meaningfully and asked Fang Xiaoru: "Fang Xiaoru, are you willing to go to Nanyang and serve as governor?"
The noble generals were all indifferent and looked at Fang Xiaoru with their hands folded as if they were watching a show. On the other side, the civil servants also did not like Fang Xiaoru, and looked at him with a kind of "shooting a stone in their own feet" banter.
Coupled with Lao Zhu's questioning, Fang Xiaoru seemed to be completely isolated, with no way out. And he did not live up to expectations, took a deep breath and bowed back: "My lord, I am willing!"
After the words fell, although the honorable man felt a little regretful, from this moment on, the thirty-three governors of Nanyang were no longer in the pocket of the honorable general. But this was expected, and no one showed anything. At least looking at the current situation, it's just Fang Xiaoru who died, so the loss is not big.
The civil servants were happy and seemed to be celebrating. In their view, being able to kick Fang Xiaoru far away to Nanyang is the best outcome. As long as Fang Xiaoru is gone, he will never come back.
Lao Zhu saw everyone's reactions in his eyes. After a moment of pause, he asked again: "Besides Fang Xiaoru, is there anyone else willing to go to Nanyang to serve as governor?"
Facing the emperor's question, the distinguished military generals all bowed and shouted: "My dear general, I am willing to share the emperor's worries..."
Lao Zhu glanced at them with relief, smiled, raised his hand and waved, and said: "You...I know what you mean."
Then he turned to look at the civil servants and asked again: "My dear friends, are any of you willing to go to Nanyang to serve as governor?" Lao Zhu's voice was already a bit cold and stern.
But even so, the civil servants all shrank down and said nothing.
"No one?" Lao Zhu was quite disappointed.
At this moment, a man stood up outside the palace door, bowed and said, "I am willing!"
Lao Zhu looked up unexpectedly and saw a young face. Lao Zhu recognized this man as Wang Yuanji.
Wang Yuanji was able to remain unmoved during the fraud scandal and still served as the number one scholar in the first grade. As soon as I became an official, I studied at the sixth-rank Hanlin Academy, where I compiled and compiled, and now, just a few years later, I already studied at the fourth-rank Hanlin Academy, where I served as lecturer. Although it seems that the speed of promotion is not fast, doing it slowly and steadily is the right way. No matter what position he holds in the future, he will never be attacked. Those who rise to prominence may not be a good thing. It doesn't matter if no one impeaches you. Once someone impeaches you, then this is the basis for impeachment.
After all, flattery is also a sin.
When Lao Zhu saw Wang Yuanji standing up, his face turned angry instead of happy. His expression suddenly darkened, and he glanced at Han Du with cold eyes. Lao Zhu was very fond of Wang Yuanji's character and knowledge, so he placed Wang Yuanji in the Hanlin Academy to train him well.
In Lao Zhu's heart, he cultivated Wang Yuanji as a minister. Now seeing that Wang Yuanji actually chose to go to Nanyang, which completely disrupted Lao Zhu's arrangements, he was naturally angry. Moreover, it was impossible for Wang Yuanji to know what it was like to be the governor, so Lao Zhu immediately thought that Han Du secretly instigated Wang Yuanji.
Han Du immediately understood that Lao Zhu had misunderstood him and thought that Wang Yuanji's willingness to go to Nanyang was his own instruction.
Facing Lao Zhu's cold and stern gaze, Han Du calmly shook his head slightly, indicating that Wang Yuanji wanted to go to Nanyang, which had nothing to do with him and that he did not instruct him.
When Lao Zhu saw Han Du's denial, he couldn't help but frown, but now was not the time to ask Han Du, so Lao Zhu had to put aside his doubts for the time being.
Then he looked back at Wang Yuanji who was bowing down. Faced with such a situation, Lao Zhu couldn't even say anything wrong. If Lao Zhu objected to Wang Yuanji's going to Nanyang, then such a different treatment would inevitably arouse speculation among officials. In any case, it is not a good thing for Wang Yuanji to come into the sight of officials so early.
There was no silence for long before Lao Zhusheng continued to ask: "Is anyone else going?"
"I wish to go..."
"I wish to go..."
"I wish to go..."
Three civil servants stood up one after another, and Han Du took a closer look. Good guy, Zhan Shifu, Deputy Zhan Shi, and Zhan Shicheng are all Zhu Biao's people. If we add Fang Xiaoru, the Eastern Palace Examiner, and if Wang Yuanji had not intervened, then these civil servants serving as governors of Nanyang would have come from the Prince's Palace.
Only then did Han Du realize that Fang Xiaoru's memorial was entirely based on Zhu Biao's instructions, and his purpose was to win several governorships.
With pitiful connotations in his eyes, he glanced at the civil servant opposite. Each of these people claimed to be smart, but none of them saw clearly that this was Zhu Biao's handiwork.
Han Du quietly turned away from the expressionless Zhu Biao who was standing under His Majesty Dan, and couldn't help but curiously thought, "You put your hand into your father's money bag, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to eat and carry it around? Even if Lao Zhu doesn't ask for guilt, For Zhu Biao, it's not worth it to make Lao Zhu angry."
Han Du looked up at Lao Zhu curiously, but found no sign of Lao Zhu being angry. This made Han Du suddenly speechless and fell into deep thought. It was impossible for Lao Zhu not to understand what was going on in the scene in front of him, but what the hell was he actually happy about?
Not only was Lao Zhu not angry, but he smiled. Of course he understood that Fang Xiaoru's memorial was written by Zhu Biao, and he already knew it even before that. But instead of stopping Zhu Biao, he was happy to see it happen.
If any other prince wanted power so blatantly, he would probably be chopped into eighteen pieces. But Zhu Biao reached for Lao Zhu's money bag, but Lao Zhu's face was full of joy, and he even felt that the prince had grown up.
To be an emperor is to have the domineering power of an emperor. If you want something, you must do it directly. Any beating around the bush or being sneaky are all signs of cowardice.
The officials also noticed something strange, but before they could think about it, Lao Zhu said neatly: "Yes! Retreat from the court."
Seeing the emperor stepping down from the throne and leaving without looking back, all the officials had no choice but to retreat.
Han Du was following the crowd, mingling among them and slowly walking towards the outside of the palace.
But suddenly he was stopped by a eunuch, "I have seen the Marquis of Zhenhai, and the Emperor has summoned him."
Han Du glanced at the eunuch blankly, cupped his hands to the left and right, and quickly replied: "Father, please!"
All the way to the Jinshen Hall, Han Du straightened his robes, walked in and bowed: "Your Majesty, Han Du, pay homage to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."
"Get up." Lao Zhu's faint voice seemed to come from the top of Han Du's head, making Han Du's whole body tingle.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Han Du slowly stood up from the ground, looked up at Lao Zhu who was sitting on top, hesitated and asked, "I don't know, what is the important matter for the Emperor to summon me?"
"What's going on with Wang Yuanji?" Lao Zhu was too lazy to beat around the bush with Han Du and asked straight to the point.
When Han Du heard this, he immediately smiled bitterly and defended: "Your Majesty, I don't know what he thinks. He will jump out to serve as governor at this time."
"Do you really know nothing?" Lao Zhu narrowed his eyes and glanced at Han Du with a burning gaze.
Han Du waved his hands repeatedly and explained: "It's absolutely true, I don't know anything about it."
Lao Zhu sighed heavily, slapped the soft pillow next to him, and said angrily: "I have always wanted to train him well, so I arranged for him to go to the Hanlin Academy. Now he actually wants to go to Nanyang. What on earth is he thinking? of?"
"I don't know what he thinks. I haven't seen him for a long time before I went to sea. The emperor also knows that I just came back not long ago, and I don't have time to see him." Han Du quickly pointed out that he and the king Yuanji has never even met him.
Facing Han Du's explanation, although Lao Zhu did not get angry, the expression on his face did not ease at all. Staring at Han Du, he asked sternly: "Then why does he want to go to Nanyang?"
"How do I know what he is thinking..." Han Du lowered his head and muttered in a low voice.
Suddenly, I felt a stinging pain on my face, as if I was being stabbed continuously by invisible needles. Looking up, he saw Lao Zhu's cannibalistic look. Han Du quickly explained: "Maybe, maybe this is his own idea. After all, he is also a scholar. Scholars always think that 'it is better to travel ten thousand miles than to read ten thousand books.'" It's on the lips. If he feels that he can't learn anything in the Hanlin Academy, then it is natural for him to choose to go to Nanyang."
Lao Zhu pondered for a moment and then ordered the old eunuch beside him: "Go and find Ma Yu."
"yes."
Soon, Ma Yu, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, walked in. After seeing the ceremony, he stood there, bowed and asked, "I wonder what the emperor has to do when he summons me."
Lao Zhu blinked his eyes, exhaled a long stream of turbid air from his nose, and asked: "I ask you, how is Wang Yuanji doing in the Hanlin Academy?"
Ma Yu was stunned for a moment, then raised his hands and asked, "I wonder what the emperor wants to ask him about?"
Lao Zhu pondered for a while and said, "Just tell me in detail."
"Yes." Ma Yu bowed first, then raised his head and thought for a moment, then slowly said: "Since Wang Yuanji entered the Hanlin Academy, he first did literature and history compilation, and now he is studying the classics. This man is a great talent. When compiling literature and history, he is different from ordinary people. Not only does he write literature and history very quickly, he is also very organized and has almost no mistakes. He is the first person I have seen in so many years."
"Later, I delved into the meaning of the scriptures, which also impressed me. He was always able to come up with unique insights. Although they were a bit unreasonable, they turned out to be very reasonable and thought-provoking after careful consideration."
When Lao Zhu heard that Ma Yu had such a high opinion of Wang Yuanji, he felt a surge in his heart. Sure enough, I was not wrong about his happiness. A smile gradually appeared on his stern face.
"Then did he say that the Imperial Academy was of no use to him?"
Ma Yu recalled it carefully, shook his head and replied to the emperor: "That's not true. However, Wang Yuanji is a diligent and studious person. He has gone through the collection of books within a few years of entering the Hanlin Academy. This matter was still unknown at the beginning. It was lively for a while, and I couldn't help but be surprised by him."
Okay, Lao Zhu probably understands what's going on.
He waved his hand towards Ma Yu and said, "It's okay, step back."
"My lord, please retire."
After Ma Yu left, Lao Zhu looked at Han Du with a smile on his face and shook his head helplessly.
"You're right. I'm afraid Wang Yuanji thought of going to Nanyang to serve as governor because he found it difficult to make progress in his studies."
Han Du smiled and nodded in agreement. As long as Lao Zhu thinks so, then this matter has nothing to do with him.
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