On the seventh day of April, the imperial court made a decree that the eldest prince, Zhu Cunmei, would inherit the title of King of Qin, and that he would be the last brother to the younger brother and enshrine the incense of all previous Qin kings.
So, it's not over yet.
On the eighth day of the lunar month, the imperial court issued an edict to make the emperor's third son, King Wu Zhu Cunqu, the prince and move into the East Palace.
All the civil and military ministers also had the title of East Palace.
Among them, Zhao Shu, the first assistant of the cabinet, is the prince's grand master, Zhang Shenyan, the second assistant, is the Taifu, Yan Chongxin is the Taibao, and Lu Daqi is the young master.
In the eight official books, Wang Yingxiong was the prince's young master, and Zhu Mou was the prince's young protector, praising their merits in serving the dragon.
The emperor didn't hesitate at all and conferred the title of king on all the princes who were over six years old.
Among them, Zhu Cunhua, the second son of the emperor, was named King of Qi.
The fourth son of the emperor, Zhu Cunhuan, was named King of Liao.
The fifth son of the emperor, Zhu Cuncui, was named King of Yue.
Zhu Cuntang, the sixth son of the emperor, was named King of Wei.
Except for the prince and the king of Qin, the other four kings were all titled because of the princes who had lost heirs in the 300 years of the Ming Dynasty.
At first the Ministry of Rites refused.
Because these four kings are all princes who died in infancy, which is unlucky.
How could Zhu Yixi believe this? These royal titles sounded good, so it would be a pity to just stop there.
He didn't want to find an auspicious number, such as King Fu or King Ji. Although on the surface it could still involve Fuzhou and Jizhou, it no longer fit the title of the leader of a country.
Although the six sons have all been crowned kings, they don't have any guards at all, and they are still studying in the palace.
Before the age of twelve, princes have to study and sleep in the palace. In fact, except for the salary increase, everything else is exactly the same.
The prince's teacher is exactly the same as the teacher of King Qin and King Wei, and the courses are also the same. There is no generation difference at all.
The cabinet is frightened, fearing that the emperor may still want to change the reserve.
Unexpectedly, the emperor said directly: "Emperor Taizu Gao suffered hardships since he was a child. After the birth of the kings, although they loved him, they became more and more strict and their studies became more and more demanding. This is the right way to educate the king."
"Although King Lu, King Qin, King Jin, etc. have done evil things, they are all successful."
"After the Jing Dynasty, he only doted on the prince, but was stingy with other kings, so that the royal nobles were greedy for women and were praised as virtuous, and when they asked about politics and served in the army, they were called Miao Chou."
"I won't obey."
"From today onwards, I will follow the example of Emperor Taizu. All princes will be treated equally. They must not raise a bunch of stupid pigs. This is the ancestral system."
The emperor spoke in a measured tone, which can be said to have amazed the entire court.
As the founding emperor, every move he made was full of meaning. Now he specifically mentioned it as an ancestral product. It seems that it is really going to become a custom-made one.
The capital has been busy for a long time. For the upper-level officials, it is about faith and the long-term that they have to pay attention to, but for the middle- and lower-level civil servants, the most important thing is their future.
Because in mid-April, the triennial Jinshi examination will begin again.
As usual, the Ministry of Rites began to mobilize well-educated people to scratch their heads and think about the issues, in triplicate, chosen by the emperor himself.
As for the chief examiner and co-examiner, the Imperial College Jian Jijiu was the same as always, and a group of young doctors were the co-examiners, which made many *** give up their thoughts.
At the same time, this also means that Zhongshushe is about to change its leadership again.
Wang Euzhi was reluctant to leave. Seeing Xia Wanchun methodically packing up the memorials and essays, he couldn't help but feel envious: "Brother Xia Xian, you have to stay in this cabinet for another two or three months."
"It's really enviable."
Unexpectedly, Xia Wanchun chuckled and said, "I envy Brother Wang."
"Being able to be appointed in the Ministry of Personnel and be a people-friendly official, Bailihou, is much better than me spending several months in this cabinet."
If he hadn't known that he was an upright person, Wang Fuzhi would have really wanted to beat him to death.
Damn it, how many people can't envy me that I can hang out in front of the elders for a few more months, accumulate qualifications, and invite juniors to study and accumulate connections?
It's a pity that now I can only stay for a few more months.
There are five leaders, and these second-level leaders cannot envy them.
Knowledge determines one's future, which is more direct and convincing than morality.
After all, these second-class scholars are much better than the third-class scholars, and they can still go to the cabinet for training and serve as daily ministers.
The top three Jinshi could only go to the Eight Ministries to observe politics. For two years, they did not even meet the cabinet ministers, and then they were sent to the localities.
There was no need to work the night shift today. When the time came, Wang and his wife walked quickly, got on the donkey cart waiting outside the palace, and returned home.
At the door, a bright carriage was parked outside, and three or four healthy servants were waiting. They were extremely strong and looked more powerful than the soldiers in the army.
Especially the tall horse, which seems to be a Hexi horse, two heads taller than his donkey. The donkey is like a baby and an adult in front of the carriage.
"This? Brother Huang's friend?"
Let the coachman go back on his own.
There are three hundred and sixty rows in Beijing, and every row has its own.
A specially rented donkey cart costs only two yuan a month, which can help him avoid the pain of walking.
Of course, the reason why it is so cheap is that it only covers going to and from Miyagi Castle, and does not include daily travel.
As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I heard bursts of laughter.
Wang Euzhi looked up and saw Huang Zongxi chatting with a man in his twenties or so. Although he was wearing a robe, he looked majestic like a military general, which was impressive.
"Brother Wang, let me introduce to you. These are my close friends, Zheng Sen and Zheng Damu, who are from Nan'an, Fujian. Now they have returned to Beijing to resume their duties and have to be promoted again."
Huang Zongxi smiled heartily, and then pointed at Wang Euzhi: "This person is the man I told you in my letter, Scarface saved my father. Unfortunately, he will be decentralized this year."
"Aren't you the same?" Zheng Sen shook his head and said to Wang Euzhi: "Zheng Sen has admired Jun Jun's benevolent and filial act to save his father for a long time, and has been fascinated by it. Today, he finally saw it, and it suddenly dawned on him."
After saying that, he actually picked up a bottle of wine and handed it over.
When Wang Euzhi saw the red faces of the two of them, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "You'd better wait for me to change my clothes before we have a drink with the two of them."
When the two of them took a look, they were wearing official uniforms, which was really awkward.
Afterwards, the three of them were able to chat freely.
"Brother Zheng is outstanding in the local area. Now it is the time of rotation. He has been transferred to the Ministry of Personnel. There are four departments: literary selection, seal verification, honor inspection, and merit examination. Which department are you in?"
Huang Zongxi asked deliberately.
"Literary Selection Department."
"A member of the sixth rank, Yuanwai Lang, my dear."
Huang Zongxi shook his head and said in admiration: "It would be terrible if we release it again!"
Zheng Sen said deliberately: "You are scorning me."
"Who knows that once you are released, you will become a state promotion official. It is the time to accumulate qualifications. You will be able to climb over me in a few years."
Hearing the two of them showing off their official positions here, Wang Fuzhi was embarrassed and filled with envy in his heart.
Huang Zongxi understood this clearly. He turned around and continued: "You also understand Brother Wang's matter."
"He is going to be released. You are among the officials, so you have to help him."
"Brother Wang, do you still need to worry about me?" Zheng Sen laughed and said, "No matter how blind the officials are, they will definitely not arrange a bad place."
All three of them knew that this was referring to the scar on Wang Fuzhi's face.
But by this time, Wang Fuzhi finally knew Huang Zongxi's plan, and his eyes were filled with gratitude.
Zheng Sen couldn't help but feel a little jealous when he saw the two men's actions, but he continued: "Brother Wang has three places to go now."
As he spoke, he raised three fingers.
Huang Zongxi and Wang Fuzhi widened their eyes, waiting for him to speak.
Zheng Sen didn't know what was going on and said unhurriedly: "Brother Wang is from the south and can only go north, so first of all, it is most likely to be in Hebei and Shandong provinces."
"As for Sunchon Mansion in Gyeonggi Province, I can't even imagine it."
At this point, the three of them all laughed.
When the emperor appointed Yan Yingyuan as Minister of Organization,
The book directly raised Shuntian Prefecture Yin from the third rank to the second rank.
As a result, the capital and counties have also risen sharply.
The ordinary branch line is only the seventh level, but Jingxian has jumped to the fifth level in one step. Even Zheng Sen is not qualified at this time.
"The second is Liaodong Province. Now the imperial court is short of officials here, and they are filled by some supervisors. If you want to go, you can have a scribe who spans the sixth rank of the government. That is the sixth grade."
Speaking of this, Huang Zongxi's eyes widened and he couldn't wait to ask: "Am I still in time?"
"You? Now that you are devolved to the sixth rank, you will go to Liaodong to be promoted two levels to the fifth rank, and directly become a general judge? Do you think it is possible?"
Zheng Sen asked directly.
Huang Zongxi shook his head directly. With his qualifications, it was absolutely impossible.
Wang Fuzhi still remained calm.
This made Zheng Sengao take a look.
"The third is to go to the current Tiannanxing Capital City."
"The war has just ended there." Huang Zongxi said hurriedly.
"It is precisely because it has just ended that the opportunity is great."
Zheng Sen said: "Although the prefectures and counties there have said that they must re-employ local people, we can't have fewer people."
"You can even become a magistrate once you are released, but it will take at least two or three terms before the court will release you."
After all, there are always very few civil servants in the Western Regions. Some of them can be used by one person, but they must not be used for a few more years, otherwise they will not be able to afford the generous salaries of senior executives.
Of course, the premise for all this is that the person must be a Jinshi from Erjia.
Poor top three, supervising students, can't enjoy such benefits at all. Otherwise, how can we prove its gold content?
"It's bitterly cold in Liaodong, and there are wars in the western regions. It's not that easy to get a good salary."
"You have to think carefully." Huang Zongxi patted Wang Euzhi on the shoulder.
"I'm going to Liaodong."
Who knew that in less than a moment, Wang Fuzhi had already made a decision.
"Oh? Why?" Zheng Sen asked doubtfully.
"Of course, the official positions in the Western Regions are higher, but they are more complicated. What the imperial court needs is an experienced official who governs the people. It is looking for officials who are close to the people, not officials like me who know nothing."
"But Liaodong is different. It is very close to the capital and has a large army stationed there. Although the people's sentiments are complicated, it can train my abilities very well."
Having said this, Wang Fuzhi said seriously: "I think after I stay in Liaodong for a few years, I can go to the Western Regions."
"Yes, you are ambitious." Zheng Sen couldn't help but applaud.
"It's really a good thing for you to choose to go to Liaodong."
Seeing the two people still looking confused, Zheng Sen whispered:
"Because the Jinshi were quite repulsive towards Zuo Erguan, they arranged official positions in time, but the complaints still persisted. In order to calm the voices, the Ministry of Personnel prepared to set the assessment period for Zuoer Guan for two and a half years."
Ordinary palm seal officers are generally evaluated in about three years.
Although Zheng Sen and others took the exam very quickly, basically in about two years, this was a special case because they came from the Jinshi Department in the first year of Shaowu.
The imperial court urgently needed them to fill the place and preach the imperial decree.
The following few sessions were not so lucky, and three-year trials were the norm.
But the Shaowu Dynasty was different from the previous ones. Civil servants had many more advanced positions. If it was really verified every three years, I'm afraid they would still be wandering around in twenty years.
Therefore, reducing the time of the assistant can effectively reduce the problem of ascending blockage.
To put it bluntly, this is trying to win over officials.
After all, any politics is the product of compromise, and being blindly radical is counterproductive.
For example, the official salary has changed many times, from monthly salary to annual salary, which all reveals the finances of the imperial court.
A few people chatted for half the night, then rested and fell asleep.
The next day, Zheng Sen returned to his house and began to visit some villagers from the same year.
What's more strange is that he actually met his father
.
"Dad, why did you come back to Beijing?"
Seeing Zheng Zhilong's tired look, Zheng Sen quickly helped him sit down and asked in confusion.
"What else can I do? Let's take care of ourselves!"
Zheng Zhilong's voice was loud and clear, and he didn't look aging at all.
Zheng Sen even heard that he had a concubine last month who was ten years younger than him.
"Although I have been granted the title of Marquis of Nan'an, I have rarely seen the prosperity of the capital. I am tired of seeing Fujian and Zhejiang. I have to return to the capital!"
Zheng Sen sighed. He understood that as his rank became higher and higher, his father would eventually retire.
"How's Jinshe doing? Let him come out and see the eldest father quickly."
Zheng Zhilong smiled.
"Dad, who will take over as the Donghai Navy?"
"Of course there are appointments from the imperial court. We, the Zheng family, can't interfere too much."
Zheng Zhilong said casually: "The wind and sun are blowing every day. I have had enough of the sea breeze, and I can finally take a rest."
"By the way, I heard that you were promoted?"
"Yes." Zheng Sen said, "I am in the Ministry of Personnel. I can stay for two or three years. It will be convenient to serve you."
"I don't need you to serve me." Zheng Zhilong waved his hand and said casually:
"When I come back this time, I will also serve as the right commander of the right army. I will not be completely idle. By the way, I will also send some young people from the navy to the capital."
"Enter Beijing?"
"The imperial court is planning to set up a naval academy."
Zheng Zhilong sighed: "Nowadays, there are more cannons on the ship, and the ship is becoming more and more like a Xiyi ship. It is difficult to control. Can't we arrange for people to learn it?"
"Naval Academy?" Zheng Sen was stunned. Did the emperor really want the navy to do something special?
In fact, it is not only the Naval Academy, but also the Artillery Academy.
If we say that the Yanwu Hall is equivalent to the Imperial Academy for scholars, it is specifically responsible for training middle-level officers.
The Naval Academy and the Artillery Academy specialize in cultivating grassroots officers of distinctive military services, so that this group of soldiers with professional knowledge can be passed on and not be easily cut off.
Therefore, they are basically team leaders and basic officers such as senior officers, which can be regarded as a good supplement to the martial arts hall.
When the time is right, they can be merged to become a real military academy and continuously obtain grassroots officers.
