Jin Yiwei is not that impressive.
For information, either coercion, inducement, or torture to extract confessions, Zhu Yixi was not like Zhu Yuanzhang, who even had to know exactly how many times someone went to bed and had sex.
To put it bluntly, the conflict between the monarch and his ministers is not deep.
Moreover, in the early Ming Dynasty, the scope of Jinyiwei was basically concentrated in the capital, but it was very neglectful of local areas. As a result, Lao Zhu was deceived by Zhu Liangzu and unjustly killed upright officials and Taoist colleagues.
After the Shaowu Dynasty, Dongchang supervised the capital and Jinyiwei supervised the local areas. Although they were slightly mixed in the capital, they basically did not interfere with each other.
In a sense, Dongchang and Jinyiwei have equal rights and responsibilities.
Now in this situation, the biggest role of Jinyiwei is to find out the real news from various places.
For example, where there is a flood or drought, is the local government hiding the situation, or is taxing taxes indiscriminately, or exceeding the rules?
This kind of news that can be revealed with a little bit of inquiry may not seem worth mentioning, but for Beijing thousands of miles away, it is crucial.
Isn't the reason why there is a famous saying about a county that destroys a family and the magistrate that destroys a family, that the civil officials deceive the superiors and conceal the truth from the subordinates?
Although the news delivered by Jin Yiwei is just ordinary news, in this era of underdeveloped productivity, it can be said to be crucial, and can even affect the lives of the people in a place.
"Now that there are so many Jin Yiwei, the local government may not dare to interfere, or even collude with the local government. Nanzhen Fusi must investigate on its own."
Fusi in the North Town is responsible for edicts and prisons, while Fusi in the South Town is responsible for supervision.
The emperor said casually on a whim.
Chu Yu naturally did not dare to object. He raised his head and glanced at the emperor. After hesitating for a moment, he said: "Your Majesty, now the world only knows the Imperial Inspectorate but not the Jinyiwei..."
"I know what you want to say!"
The emperor stopped him directly: "The Jin Yiwei only need to inquire about the information now. This is your most important thing. To arrest the civil servants, you have to let the civil servants do it themselves."
"Don't worry, even if it has been sheathed for many years, the knife will still be a knife. It will only rust but not disappear."
Intelligence agencies have independent judicial power. Doesn’t this allow civilian officials to unite?
How about letting them dog eat dog?
He has restructured the Metropolitan Procuratorate for many years and has matured and can shoulder heavy responsibilities.
After all, he doesn't have any heroes, powerful officials, or remnants of Jianwen to deal with him.
Chu Yu sighed, it was difficult to use a sharp knife, how sad!
After he left, Tian Ren, the eunuch in charge of the ceremony, also came to see him.
Like Jin Yiwei, his twenty years of official career have made him boring.
Under the pressure of a strong monarch and a strong cabinet, the biggest role of the Secretary of Ceremonies is to write the approval and then pass the votes.
He didn't have a share in Dongchang, and there was still Liu Afu fighting for power in the palace. It was an uncomfortable feeling.
Now he is nearly sixty years old. Although he is not senile, he is already exhausted.
What's more, he understands that if he stays in this position for a day longer, he will arouse more resentment. I don't know how many people are eager to replace him!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.
The internal prime minister of twenty years was much better than the prime ministers outside. In the three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, no eunuch could compare with him.
"Greetings to Lord Long Live!" Tian Ren knelt down and saluted.
"Okay, get up!"
Zhu Yixi glanced at the old slave and the gray hair, feeling quite emotional for a moment.
Well, it turns out that sterilization is the way to live longer. It is possible to still be as healthy as ever at the age of sixty, and it is possible to live to seventy or eighty.
"how?"
Faced with the emperor's doubts, Tian Ren said cautiously: "I am old and frail. Although I want to still serve your majesty, it is no longer possible. If I delay the national affairs, it will be a disaster instead of a blessing..."
"You, an old guy, also want to become an official?" Zhu Yixi's expression changed, and then she sighed again.
"I don't dare, and I can't bear to leave you, Your Majesty..."
"That's fine. It's good to enjoy a few more years of happiness while your body is still healthy."
Coming from later generations, although Zhu Yixi knew that people are inevitably divided into noble and inferior, people are still human beings, and their souls are still equal.
"what's your plan?"
"This old slave wants to supervise the creation of that ten thousand-year auspicious land for Your Majesty, and I will try my best to do so for the rest of my life."
Tian Ren said with a smile.
"My cemetery has almost been built. Guarding the tomb is a hard job. That's all. You will be responsible for the inspection. You can stay in Zhongguantun for retirement during the weekdays!"
After all, Zhu Yixi was thinking about old friendships. Whether it was guarding the mausoleum or supervising its construction, it was a hard job. The mausoleum was damp and cold, so it was not a good place to retire.
Instead of doing this, it is better to take a job and provide for the elderly to avoid suffering.
"Old slave, thank you for your kindness!" Tian Ren burst into tears and choked with sobs.
Compared with so many emperors, he is really too benevolent today.
After he left, Zhu Yixi looked thoughtful and immediately asked about Liu Afu:
"By the way, how do you eunuchs support themselves in old age?"
"If you have a family, you will naturally return home, but usually you will build a house in Zhongguantun or take care of the elderly in Enji Temple. Ordinary young eunuchs will also gather together to support each other."
Liu Afu also felt the same for a while: "We usually rely on our savings or our adopted godson to get food and rice.
Some eunuchs and young eunuchs in the inner court often give some as gifts, after all, they will come over in the future..."
It is no wonder that the eunuchs are greedy for money when they leave the palace at the age of fifty. It is true that there is no guarantee of support in old age, and there are no heirs to accompany them. It is certain that they will be lonely in old age.
"It is hereby ordered that all eunuchs who leave the palace will receive five fights per month, and those of high rank will receive one stone per month."
"On behalf of the young men in the palace, I would like to thank Your Majesty for your kindness."
Liu Afu hurriedly knelt down and burst into tears of gratitude.
Although five pecks and one stone is not much, at least it can ensure that you will not die of hunger, and it is a regular expenditure, which means a basic guarantee.
Zhu Yixi sighed.
Eunuchs have served the royal family for most of their lives, and they may not necessarily enjoy happiness when they are old. Therefore, eunuchs can be rampant for a few years after being glorious. How can they wait until they are old?
One mistake in the palace can lead to death without knowing it, and it will be shocking every step of the way!
From the eunuchs, Zhu Yixi thought of the civil servants and military generals who became officials.
They also have no pension, so they have the right not to have it expired, so they naturally abuse it.
But civil and military officials are different from eunuchs.
There are more than 3,000 eunuchs in the entire palace, but only a few hundred people leave the palace every year, which costs them 3,000 yuan a year. He has more than just toys.
After all, these people are personal servants of the royal family. Even if they are not considered family members, they are still comparable to cats and dogs.
It is very worthwhile to buy people's hearts with small money.
But there are hundreds of civil and military officials in the country, plus the subordinate staff who are high-ranking officials, that is about 400,000 people. Every year, 20,000 to 30,000 people become official officials, which is just a joke.
Okay, how can we afford this?
"However, the financial pressure is not too great, and it cannot all be borne by the Ministry of Household Affairs."
Zhu Yixi had an idea in mind and summoned two cabinet ministers to discuss it.
During the period of sealing the government, all officials can take a break, but the cabinet and the general affairs department cannot take a break.
Du Yinxi and Yan Yingyuan came quickly, thinking that something important was going on. Who knew that the emperor was concerned about those officials who had become officials.
Du Yinxi opened his mouth but stopped talking.
What he actually wanted to say was that as long as he served as an official for a few years, even if he was neither greedy nor plundering, the regular money alone would be enough for an honest official to buy hundreds of acres of land at home.
But this was the emperor's favor to the officials, so how could he have the nerve to refute it?
If anyone found out about this, he would be scolded by his colleagues.
The same is true for Yan Yingyuan.
He felt that the emperor was simply supported by having too much money. He suddenly became rich and wanted to spend money to win people's hearts.
But you know, it would be sad if this became a regular occurrence and there would be a famine or something like that later.
"Your Majesty is kind and kind, and I am very grateful to you. However, the treasury is a little large and should not be overused. Why don't you give me ten pieces of silver every year?"
Yan Yingyuan said tentatively.
Du Yinxi looked at the emperor's face and added:
"The total number of civil servants in the country is 400,000. The number of officers below the seventh rank is fifty, and the number below the second rank is sixty. There are about 20,000 people who become officials every year."
Yan Yingyuan was speechless.
He could pay ten yuan for low-grade subordinates, but if they were high-grade civil servants, ten yuan would be an insult to them.
"Since the official grades are different, the annual salary is also different."
Zhu Yixi sighed.
In feudal society, people must be divided into three, six or nine grades.
Ordinary people don't have any pension money. The most important thing is to satisfy the interests of the bureaucratic class.
That is, ordinary taxes are used to allow the bureaucracy to retire safely.
However, the bureaucracy has the imperial examination as a path, and ordinary people also have the opportunity to become a member of it.
It can be expected that in the future, when finances are tight, the bureaucrats will never remove them and will instead choose to raise taxes.
"Those below the seventh rank will receive ten yuan per year; those above the seventh rank and below the fourth rank will receive fifty yuan; and those above the fourth rank will receive one hundred yuan per year."
There are a large number of subordinate staff occupying 80% of the quota, and the money is not too high.
Du Yinxi is worthy of being the elder of the pavilion. He counted with his hands and got the number in a moment:
"The annual income is about one million."
"But your Majesty, every year there are officials who take up their posts. If this accumulates over time, it will be five million in ten years."
"It's five million at most."
Zhu Yixi waved his hand and said: "Seventy years are rare in the past, and many people die at the age of sixty. Officials who become officials will pass away in ten years or so. This little money is nothing!"
Yan Yingyuan on the side sighed deeply.
Half of the national tax revenue, a province's wealth, is used exclusively to support officials in their retirement years. This is really a generous sum.
Du Yinxi wanted to persuade, but couldn't open his mouth.
Although this kind of benevolent government was advocated by the emperor, he, as the first assistant, could also gain some credit and increase his prestige.
However, he has the most seniority in the cabinet. Yan Yingyuan has only been in the cabinet for one year. During the next few years when he joins the cabinet, he will definitely be obedient and not dare to mess around.
This fisherman's feeling of profit is really refreshing.
"For this money, half will come from the Ministry of Household Affairs and half will come from internal funds. Then it will be remitted through Tianxia Bank every year."
"Your Majesty is benevolent!!"
The two of them bowed hurriedly.
If you had said earlier that the internal funds would be shared half way, why would I still be so worried?
"The cabinet will work out the regulations in detail, and they will be promulgated when the government opens next year!"
Zhu Yixi waved her hand and asked the two of them to retreat.
However, Yan Yingyuan finally added: "I wonder what this money is called?"
In the early Ming Dynasty, this kind of money was called Daolifei, because it was an avoidance system, and officials were appointed as officials in foreign lands. However, in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the rice was depreciated, let alone this money.
As for half salary and full salary, that is a privilege, not an exception.
"It can be regarded as the aftertaste of officials who are honest and upright and serve the people. It is called the gold of raising integrity."
The secretaries of the cabinet usually keep their mouths shut, but this is related to their welfare and that of thousands of colleagues.
Suddenly, in this winter, the news spread throughout the capital.
Many officials cried with joy and talked a lot, saying that he was the most conscientious emperor in the Ming Dynasty.
Increasing salary is one, raising integrity and providing pension is two.
Even Du Yinxi gained prestige indirectly.
It is foreseeable that after his death, he will definitely get a good posthumous title.
Zhu Mansion.
When he was in his fifties, he became an official and took care of himself at home. Zhu Mou seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, with droopy wrinkles on his face and white hair on his temples.
He was holding a book, half lying on the couch, with glasses on his nose and a leisurely expression.
"Dad, look, this is nothing!"
When the son returned home, he told me about the pension, and said angrily: "If I had told you this a few months ago, would you still have come down?"
Listening to his son's dissatisfaction, Zhu Mou put down his book and scolded: "What do you know? Thunder, rain, and dew are all your kindness."
"I can't kill you if you talk nonsense."
The son looked horrified and had to lower his head to admit his mistake.
Zhu Moucai sighed: "The most taboo thing in a person's life is not being satisfied."
"You and I spent a few years in Zongxue, and then we became gangsters on the street, stealing and stealing. We didn't even have the money to hire a name and bribe the chief minister, and the good lieutenant was gone..."
"Honorable nobles, pavilion elders, and chief assistants are not satisfied with every step they take. They want to sit still longer, but how can this world be perfect?"
"That's fine, now that I've retired, I'll have a rest..."
In the days after taking office, he was indignant.
But now, he is at peace.
Looking back on his official career as chief assistant in less than a year, there were so many mistakes and omissions that it made him blush just thinking about it.
Moreover, it is normal for officials to have ups and downs, and they can also have ups and downs after becoming an official.
It's okay to take a break.
He had a smooth journey, becoming a minister in his early thirties, then rotating through six departments, and successfully entering the cabinet. His arrogant character offended many people.
Nowadays, except for some nobles and nobles, there are only a few civil servants in officialdom. Is this not a failure?
On New Year's Day, the envoys from various countries stationed in Beijing paid homage to the imperial court, which was quite orderly.
It was not until the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, after the Lantern Festival, that the government offices, which had been closed for a month, were finally opened, and the officials began to do their work.
The Ming Dynasty Gazette directly used bold fonts: What is Yanglianjin?
In an instant, the officialdom of the world was boiling.
The establishment of the Yanglian Fund is tantamount to solving the worries of many people.
Yuan Jiang, who just turned 50 last year and became an official from the position of San Lao, walked hundreds of miles back home with a lame leg.
He served in the army for more than ten years and then returned home. He should have enjoyed a happy life with grandchildren, but his old wife fell ill and lost most of his savings.
If it weren't for the support of a few old teammates in the army, he would have sold the land long ago, and now he still has to work hard in the field at his age.
The snow has not yet melted, so he has to worry about fertilizer for the coming year. Many families have that milkvetch, but he has no money left to buy seeds.
My daughter-in-law is pregnant and about to give birth, so she needs to take care of her nutrition.
The plow at home is broken and I have to find a blacksmith to repair it...
Especially since my son is going to study at that college next year and there is still a shortfall of five yuan in tuition. This is related to his son's reputation as a scholar and cannot be saved no matter what.
Added together, there must be at least eight or nine yuan worth of holes.
"I hate it!" Yuan Jiang drank the wine: "Why weren't you greedy at the time? Otherwise, why would you have worked so hard to plan!"
Thinking of some of his colleagues living happily in retirement, he, a rough guy who prides himself on being honest, worked hard and saved money in his old age.
He had been busy all his life for the emperor and the court, and he had ruined himself like this.
At this time, his son braved the wind and snow and broke into the house from outside: "Dad, what a happy event!"
"What's the happy news? The imperial court is exempt from tax?"
"Your Majesty's kindness has helped all the officials, and he has raised honest gold for all officials who have reached official positions."
The son jumped for joy and read aloud: "Below the seventh rank, you will receive ten yuan every year until your death..."
"If an official dies in office, his wife will take it with him until his death!"
"Your Majesty is kind, Your Majesty is kind!"
Yuan Jiang cried with joy and knelt directly on the kang, kowtowing: "Your Majesty has us in your heart and will provide for us old brothers to take care of us in our old age..."
With these ten silver coins, I don't know how many difficulties can be solved. It is simply a timely help!
As long as my son is admitted as a scholar, everything will be worth it.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Little bastard, if you still fail to pass the examination as a scholar, I will chop you alive."
"Dad!" The son said eagerly: "You will live a long life. Let me forget it. If you live to be a hundred, you will have five hundred silver dollars, which is enough to buy dozens of acres of land..."
"You bastard!"
