The most ruthless thing the emperor did was to immigrate the Pei family to Shandong.
Use the Pei family's knife to target the Shandong gentry, forcing them to cooperate and hand over their money and grain.
Also use Shandong gentry to deal with the Pei family.
"Take it down."
Zhu Qiyu lowered his head and looked at the empty memorial, frowning: "What a Shandong, where officials and gangsters collude, the gentry stick together, and only the people suffer!"
"Find a box, seal it, and deliver it to Lin Cong without leaving the original place!"
"Arrest according to the list on the memorial!"
"Kill those who deserve to be killed, and punish those who deserve to be punished!"
That’s right, building Shandong doesn’t require money?
Doesn’t it cost money to build water conservancy projects and transform the Yellow River?
If everything comes from internal funds, Zhu Qiyu is not the God of Wealth!
When Shandong was short of money, people came from Shandong. During the reign of Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong, they used the world's gentry as leeks and cut them at will. Now I also use them as leeks and cut them at will.
If you don't agree with being cut, just be a dead leek.
"Invite Duke Yan Sheng."
Zhu Qiyu's eyes changed: "My lords, after we have plowed Shandong, the next step is to govern Shandong. I have sent Zhu Ying and other generals to Lin Cong. The focus is on governance."
"I thought that to govern Shandong, we must govern the Yellow River."
“I don’t even want to mention the bad things done by the Song Dynasty!”
"When I think of it, I even want to level the temples of the emperors of the Song Dynasty! Build their temple at the mouth of the Yellow River, and let them watch the Yellow River from the sky!"
"I know I can't move the temple, but gentlemen, if I don't say it out loud, I won't be able to get out of my heart!"
"The Yellow River overflows every year, turning the wealthy Shandong, Henan, and Jianghuai areas into wasteland. People die every year, and the land cannot grow food!"
"The court is undergoing minor repairs every year, and a huge amount of money is invested in it every year!"
"As a result, there are disasters every year! People die every year!"
"I don't dare to look at the number of people who have died every year in the imperial court. I can't bear it."
"So, I plan to cure the Yellow River!"
Before Zhu Qiyu finished speaking, Geng Jiuchou immediately said: "Your Majesty's love for the people is shared by all the ministers, but Your Majesty, if you completely cure the Yellow River, it will probably cost a lot."
"How much does it cost?"
Geng Jiuchou and several other important ministers looked at each other: "I estimate that tens of millions of taels of silver will be needed."
hiss!
Everyone in the court took a breath of air. With eight million taels of money in his pocket, the emperor had already done whatever he wanted.
And tens of millions of taels is equivalent to the Ming Dynasty's fiscal revenue for many years.
No one has ever seen so much money.
If tens of millions of taels are thrown into the water, the court will not benefit, but only the poor people will benefit. Which emperor is willing to do such a stupid thing?
Zhu Qiyu was also surprised, so much money?
"Your Majesty, not only will the cost be huge, but the husband's labor will probably be even worse."
"Although Wei Chen doesn't know how to control water, he still knows."
"How much manpower is needed to build the river embankment? I'm afraid we have to recruit millions of laborers to build the Yellow River."
"And these people are recruited not for a year and a half, but for more than ten years, or even twenty years!"
The recruitment mentioned by Geng Jiuchou is compulsory and free of charge.
"Your Majesty, Qin Shihuang forced the world's servants to conquer, causing the Qin Dynasty to collapse."
Bai Gui took a step forward: "Now in the court, we are still reducing or reducing the number of male servants to calm the resentment and dissatisfaction in the hearts of the people. We must not recruit male servants on a large scale and increase the burden on the people."
"How can we completely control the Yellow River without recruiting laborers?"
Geng Jiuchou confronted him tit for tat: "Shang Shu Bai, by radically curing the Yellow River, the people on both sides of the Yellow River will benefit, and the court will completely lose money."
"Huh, if you recruit a million servants, you know that Chen Sheng and Wu Guang are not among them?"
Bai Gui sneered: "What is more important, the country, the country, or the suffering of the people?"
The scholar-bureaucrats stopped pretending.
After all, the emperor likes ministers who do practical things.
Mainly when it comes to general issues, the people of the world naturally come first. If there is a question of the inheritance of the country, the courtiers will definitely choose the country without hesitation.
After all, both the emperor and the courtiers are the beneficiaries of this country, and no one wants to be ruined and unable to eat.
"of equal importance!"
Geng Jiuchou bowed and said: "Your Majesty, if we hire civilians, we will probably spend tens of millions of taels."
That’s 100 million taels.
Zhu Qiyu looked at Wei Ji who was forcibly ordered to Beijing.
Wei Ji returned to his hometown as an official in the first year of Jingtai. Now he is appointed by the emperor out of love. He is over eighty years old this year. I am even more embarrassed. He has a student named Chen Xun...
That's right, it was Chen Xun who was killed.
Therefore, when he was activated, he was shocked.
"Your Majesty, Geng Shangshu's calculations are pretty much the same. If the Yellow River is to be completely cured, the upper reaches of the Yellow River will have to be cured, the outlet to the sea will be restructured, etc. This will cost a lot of money."
Wei Ji trembled and said: "If we hire civilians, I'm afraid it will cost hundreds of millions of taels of silver."
"Your Majesty, this money cannot be taken out in one go."
"According to my experience in water control, it will take at least twenty years to completely control the Yellow River."
"Apportioned to the annual silver, five million taels of silver is enough."
Spend five million taels of silver every year for twenty years to control floods?
Is there only one Yellow River in the Ming Dynasty?
Doesn’t the Yangtze River flood? Will the Jialing River just stop?
Are there no disasters elsewhere?
Those scholar-bureaucrats who talk about the common people in the world are all mute at this moment. They dare not say not to regulate the Yellow River because it goes against the values, but they absolutely do not agree to regulate it.
Zhu Qiyu was also frightened. It would take twenty years!
Hundreds of millions!
Five million taels are taken out every year without interruption for twenty years.
What if there is an accident in the court?
"Let me think about it." Zhu Qiyu backed down. Domestic money was not enough to manage the Yellow River, so he had to look abroad.
The courtiers were all stunned.
The first time they saw it, the emperor took the initiative to back off.
Wei Ji sighed. He stood in the court hall again. His only wish was to control the water. Depending on the emperor's wishes, he didn't want to devote himself to it.
"Give me a few years and give Ming a few years."
"I will definitely cure the Yellow River!"
"Wei Ji, write down all your experience in water control, compile it into a book, and pass it on to future generations."
Obviously, nothing the emperor himself said was impressive.
Wei Ji knew that the emperor was just perfunctory.
Zhu Qiyu was not in a good mood. Did he want to conquer Japan first?
Then we must first deal with the Japanese pirates along the coast, then build large ships, train navy, find out the situation of the Japanese country, etc., etc., all of which require money!
Zhu Qiyu became increasingly silent.
At this time, Yanshenggong Kong Hongxu entered the hall.
"Mr. Yansheng, are you here?" Zhu Qiyu looked at him, his eyes immediately turned red.
The Yellow River cannot be cured completely because money is to blame!
Where has all the money in Shandong gone?
He stared at Kong Hongxu with sharp eyes.
"I ask you, who are you, Kong Chengzhen?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
Kong Hongxu found that the Fengtian Palace was very silent and the atmosphere was strange.
When he mentioned Kong Chengzhen, he knew that it was about Shandong!
"Your Majesty, Kong Chengzhen is an uncle from the Weichen clan..."
"It would be easier if they were relatives."
Zhu Qiyu's eyes flashed sharply: "This Kong Chengzhen, colluded with Pei Lun, and worked together to mess up Shandong, causing constant disasters in Shandong every year."
"Kong Hongxu, what do you think we should do?"
Kong Hongxu's expression changed: "Your Majesty, please punish Kong Chengzhen severely!"
"I'm asking you what to do!" Zhu Qiyu stared at him.
"Your Majesty, please kill him!" Kong Hongxu said fiercely.
"snort!"
Zhu Qiyu snorted coldly: "Shandong has been suffering from disasters for many years. How much food has the court spent on disaster relief?"
"People were displaced, and how many people died because of Kong Chengzhen!"
"Killing one person can compensate for these losses?"
"You think it's cheap!"
What do you mean? Want money?
Kong Hongxu really opened his eyes!
You are the emperor, the emperor who reads the books of sages, how can you open your mouth to make money or shut up to make money? You are an emperor, not a stinky businessman!
"Besides, you Kong family are descendants of saints, do I dare to kill you?"
"If I kill Kong Chengzhen, I will be scolded by scholars all over the world!"
"I'm scared and don't dare to kill!"
"But I am the emperor, the father of the people of Shandong! I can't ignore them!"
Zhu Qiyu's tone became colder: "Kong Hongxu, you are the contemporary Yanshenggong, carrying the wisdom of your ancestors, the soul of Confucianism, and the idol in the hearts of scholars. Tell me, how should I deal with Kong Chengzhen?"
Kong Hongxu completely understood.
The emperor was not dealing with Kong Chengzhen, he was just extracting money from the Kong family!
Kong even did not respond to the split of Xikong, expressing dissatisfaction.
Emperor... alas!
"Your Majesty, I am the head of the Kong family. I am responsible for enforcing the law impartially and running the family with courtesy. Therefore, I want to expel Kong Chengzhen from the Kong family. I am not worthy of the surname Kong!"
"However, the Kong family has no idea what Kong Chengzhen did."
"The Kong family is willing to pay a sum of money to compensate the people affected by the disaster."
Kong Hongxu took the road.
"How much money are you prepared to pay?" Zhu Qiyu asked bluntly.
How could you ask directly?
"The Kong family is an innocent family, living on the salary of its humble ministers..."
Kong Hongxu didn't dare to cry because the emperor wanted to kill him because of the look in his eyes: "I can still get ten thousand taels of silver."
"Why don't you just say it and let the millions of people affected by the disaster just die?" Zhu Qiyu shouted.
This number of one million is the total number of people who have been affected by disasters many times.
"Your Majesty, the Kong family really can't afford so much money!"
Kong Hongxu knew that the emperor could not directly confiscate the family's property. He wanted the Confucius family's thousand-year-old wealth, so he had to steal it and not rob it openly. Do you think that scholars in the world are vegetarians?
"Okay, if the Kong family can't take it out, they'll have to use their internal funds!"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes flashed: "Five million taels of internal funds will be used to subsidize the people of Shandong!"
"You Kong family are shameless, I can't embarrass Saint Kong! I can't embarrass Confucianism!"
"I also read the books of the sages, and all the officials in the court read the books of the sages!"
"You are shameless!"
"We want more!"
Zhu Qiyu patted his face: "I'll come out, okay? Yanshenggong, go down, I'll come out for you."
"Liang Lang, write it down!"
“The descendants of saints don’t even have the shame to do anything!”
Are you going to help him pay?
You want him to bear eternal infamy!
Can he still be the Holy Duke of Yan?
It is estimated that when these words reached Qufu, the Qufu Kong family would petition the emperor to remove Kong Hongxu from the title of Holy Duke, and then invite others to be granted the title.
"Your Majesty..." Kong Hongxu also reacted!
Five million taels is nothing compared to the thousand-year-old Kong family’s wealth!
Because of this little money, he was scolded into the annals of history. How will future generations view Duke Yan? Do you still want the saint’s face?
Moreover, Yan Shenggong's title was transferred to other branches, and the gain outweighed the loss.
"Don't talk!"
"I don't want to listen to you!"
"I don't want to see you who don't even care about the face of your ancestors!"
"Fork out, fork out!"
Zhu Qiyu was furious: "Have the books of sages been read into the dog's belly? Sage Kong is the face of the Han people!"
"Why did the Han people subjugate their country and the world countless times, and yet they were able to reunite again?"
"Why are the Hu people who have been in the country for decades finally being Hanized? Becoming Han people who speak the same language and write the same characters as us?"
"It's because of the thoughts of Saint Kong! Confucianism!"
"Why do you, the Kong family, have lasted for thousands of years and dynasties have changed, but you still remain standing? You are eating the legacy of your ancestors!"
"The saint gave it to you!"
"But you don't want the face of a saint!"
"You should just slap me in the face instead of punching the saint's face!"
"I'm going out! I'm going to put out my money!"
"You don't want the saint's face, I do!"
"I will never lose the face of a saint at any time! I can't lose it!"
Zhu Qiyu gasped and folded his hands on the desk: "I dare not deal with the descendants of the saint, let the scholars in the world judge!"
"Write them all down and send them as a newspaper to the whole country. Let the literati all over the world write a memorial and submit it. I want to see their hearts!"
Boom!
Kong Hongxu's head seems to be about to explode. Are you doing this again?
Use a scholar's pen to scold me to death? Scold the Kong family to death?
For five million taels, what would you do?
"Your Majesty's words are so enlightening!"
Kong Hongxu cried loudly: "Although I am young, I have read the books of sages since I was young!"
"I was confused just now and said the wrong thing, which brought shame to my ancestors!"
"Wei Chen is willing to bear all the money and food to protect the face of our ancestors! We will never tolerate the black sheep of the clan!"
"Wei Chen is willing to punish Kong Chengxu with his own hands! Give justice to the Shandong elders!"
Kong Hongxu realized it.
If his family cannot afford this money, the Kong family will be scolded by scholars all over the world.
His family didn't have much of a good reputation to begin with, but if word got out and he got scolded, it would be Nankong who should laugh.
Nankong has been waiting for the Duke of Yansheng for who knows how many years.
"Have you figured it out?" Zhu Qiyu said slowly.
"Wei Chen was confused for a moment, but His Majesty's words were deafening and enlightening. Wei Chen didn't want to bring shame to our ancestors." Kong Hongxu cried.
"How can your Kong family come up with so much money?" Zhu Qiyu was a little surprised.
Kong Hongxu quickly shook his head: "Wei Chen's family can't afford it, of course, but Wei Chen can help each house put it together. If it's not enough, he will sell his property and borrow some more usury money."
It started to sell badly.
Zhu Qiyu did not respond: "Although Kong Chengzhen is guilty, he is a descendant of a saint. If he does not deserve to die, he should go to Yinchuan and contribute to the construction of Xikong and revitalize the cultural heritage of Hexi."
really!
The emperor was dissatisfied with the Kong family's unwillingness to split up Western Kong, so he used the topic to play on it.
Kong Hongxu dared to say anything, so he could only agree obediently.
"An Xin, you are still Duke Yansheng, and Duke Yansheng is still in your lineage."
"You should know how desolate Hexi's culture and education is!"
"I'm worried. In a few years, there will be no Jinshi people in Hexi. In a few years, I'm afraid they won't even be able to speak Chinese."
"So I hope that you, the Kong family, will contribute to the court and the common people."
"Build Xikong, and I will give your family another Wenjue."
There was an uproar in the court.
No one expected that the emperor would spend such a high price to establish Xikong.
Give Wen Jue another gift?
It can be seen how far the Hexi cultural context has declined.
Your Majesty is worried.
"I thank your Majesty for your grace!" Kong Hongxu was excited, and the dissatisfaction and fear he felt just now all disappeared.
The emperor did not want to slaughter the Kong family, but really wanted the Kong family to make contributions to the Ming Dynasty.
That's no problem.
The Kong family has nothing but a large number of people.
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. You have to do something for the title!"
Zhu Qiyu said coldly: "The decline of Hexi culture has reached a point where it has to be cured."
"I'm telling you, if you pick some side branches from the Kong family that can endure hardship, and go to Hexi, you will have to endure hardship!"
"Guiyang will also build a southwest tunnel, but the benefits cannot always go to your family."
"Nankong should also share some benefits."
"Go to Hexi's lineage, select an outstanding one, and give him the title of Marquis of Wenchang. He will be hereditary and retire with the country."
Is it really a knighthood?
Did Kong Hongxu think that coming to Fengtian Palace was just a scolding and forcing the Kong family to give out benefits?
But he didn't expect that the emperor would directly grant him a title!
Is the emperor going crazy?
He was not the only one who thought this way. The courtiers were also confused. Did Tiegongji pluck his hair?
"I thank Your Majesty for your grace!" Kong Hongxu was excited.
"Well, Yu Qian has almost completed the plowing in Shandong, and the construction of Siping City has also started."
"You Kong family should move quickly. Pack lightly and follow the army. It's useless to bring too many things. You can eat and use the same things with the army along the way. It can be considered as some experience."
"When we get to Liaodong, we can pay off the debt."
"I'll cover it up for you first."
"My lords, whatever was said in the court today is not allowed to spread. The matter of Kong Chengzhen will be treated as if it never happened and sent directly to the Lhetao."
"Officials in Shandong's officialdom will not be killed either."
"Among the three clans, the whole family will move to Hetao, and they are not allowed to leave the northwest without an edict!"
"This matter ends here. It is not allowed to be spread or recorded."
Zhu Qiyu doesn't plan to kill all Shandong's official circles. Hetao is in need of people. In the future, he will fight westward, and he will need scholars.
Besides, how happy they were to kill them with one knife.
Let them go to the Hetao to endure hardships, farm the land, dig manure, and dig canals, and let them become the people I looked down on the most before!
Torturing them slowly is the most painful thing!
Kong Hongxu was a little confused.
The emperor asked us to pay back the money after the move, so does the Kong family's money still belong to us?
"Your Majesty, the Kong family can pay back the money before moving..." Kong Hongxu woke up from the joy of being knighted.
"Mr. Yansheng, can you pay it back?" Zhu Qiyu frowned.
I have reserved your family's wealth for a thousand years, take my money and give it back to me? what do you think? Do you think I'm stupid?
"this……"
Kong Hongxu's tears flowed out again. Do you think you can or can't?
"No!" Kong Hongxu lowered his head and burst into tears.
Thousand years of family assets are gone, and the emperor still owes five million taels!
He got it!
The emperor did not ask him to pay this money, but to use this debt to control Beikong!
Beikong's move to Siping City was just the first step.
The second step is to be firmly controlled by the emperor.
According to the emperor's troubles, I don't know how many branches the Kong family will split in the future.
However, no matter what, the emperor would still grant him a title, and the Kong family would flourish everywhere and spread its teeth all over the country.
However, if one Kong family is valuable, are one hundred Kong families still valuable?
A title can be given by the emperor and can be taken back by using his brain.
"Send a message to Nan Kong to split off a family and go to Guiyang to establish the Kong family."
Zhu Qiyu did not say that he would be given a title.
Beikong's title was exchanged for his relocation and thousands of years of family wealth.
What qualifications does Nan Kong have to ask for a title?
Splitting one branch is to give them the opportunity to glorify the Kong family, which is my reward.
Kong Hongxu was still waiting, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the emperor had no intention of granting any more titles. This property was worth some money in exchange.
Of course, this value is very bitter to say.
"Retreat from the court." Zhu Qiyu was in a bad mood.
After going down to court, Zhu Qiyu remained silent.
Everyone in the palace knew that the emperor was in a bad mood, and no one dared to get into trouble.
Entered the Qinzheng Hall and handled government affairs.
"Fight back and reapproval!"
"This book, what nonsense is it criticizing! Is he the one who can comment on the Henan Bei Cao Army? Send it back and re-approval!"
"Why did the Wudang army burn, kill, and loot along the road, such as the Wala soldiers harassing the interior, so you asked me to order the Wudang army back to Beijing? I asked them to go to Jiangxi, but who did they burn and kill in Henan? Could it be that I could still order them all back? , behead them all?”
"How does the Supervisor of Ceremonies approve it? If you agree, you know it! Tell Zhang Yong to come here!"
Zhu Qiyu threw the memorial to the ground.
All the people in Qinzheng Palace were lying on the ground, not daring to breathe.
Zhang Yong received the oral instructions and trotted over. The young eunuch warned him that the emperor was angry.
Entering Qinzheng Hall, he lay on the ground.
"Is this how the Supervisor of Ceremonies reviews memorials?"
Zhu Qiyu asked him to pick it up and look at it for himself: "Everything is fine, why do you want to bring back the Wudang Army? Behead him?"
"We just killed a few people!"
"Which march will not be robbed along the way? Local officials, just inform the people in advance to avoid it! Do you still need my guidance?"
"Is it because of the lives and deaths of a few civilians that the army should stop marching? Jiangxi doesn't want it anymore?"
"Besides, will the army rob those poor people? The people don't even have clothes or enough to eat. Why are they robbing them?"
"Aren't all the gentry and wealthy people being robbed?"
"Hmph, the father of these local officials is not me, but the wealthy gentry!"
"I know it all, so they are anxious, angry, and complaining to the center! They are complaining to me!"
"Zhang Yong, if you don't know this bit of common sense, how can you become the eunuch of the Chief of Ceremonies and the Chief of the Imprint?"
"If you can't do it, get out!"
“If you don’t know how to approve, don’t approve!”
Zhu Qiyu was furious.
Zhang Yong was so frightened that he kept kowtowing.
"Kowtow, do you know that you will admit your mistake by kowtowing? Is it a kowtowing bug?"
Zhu Qiyu asked with a cold face: "Why did you approve it? Who taught you?"
Zhang Yong trembled all over: "Hui, Hui, the emperor, no one taught the slaves. The slaves thought that the army's departure from the capital was a deterrent and should not disturb the people..."
Snapped!
Zhu Qiyu smashed the tea cup directly into his face: "Should we disturb the people? How about we simply send an army to kill them? Kill all their family members, okay?"
"I know my mistake, I know my mistake!" Zhang Yong's forehead was broken and blood was dripping from his forehead.
"What did I send the Wudang Army to do?"
Zhu Qiyu said coldly: "Is Jiangxi more important, or a few bastards?"
"If you die, you will die. Is it really possible for unworthy soldiers to pay for their lives?"
"Do you want them to suppress the bandits, or to rebel against me? They don't have any brains!"
"Suppress bandits, suppress bandits, who are the people? Who are the bandits? Why can bandits live in the mountains?"
"If there were no gentry and wealthy households to protect them, would they be alive today?"
"How can a soldier be ferocious if he doesn't kill? How can he make my sword?"
"You don't have a brain!"
"I realize my mistake!" Zhang Yong trembled.
After serving the emperor for many years, he felt a deep fear of him for the first time, as if a tiger was staring at him.
"How should I approve it?" Zhu Qiyu asked him.
"Yes, it should be approved. The Central Committee will send the censor to investigate." Zhang Yong's mind is still normal.
Zhu Qiyu's tone softened slightly: "What about after the investigation?"
"Investigate the origins of the people who were killed, contact the Nanyang magistrate who submitted the report, find out the major corruption case, and cover it up." Zhang Yong said cautiously.
"Can't you do this?"
Zhu Qiyu looked at him and said in a solemn tone: "Are you dizzy or drifting?"
"Don't you know that some people can't move?" Zhu Qiyu said every word.
"I know my mistake." Zhang Yongkang kowtowed.
But he was paranoid, thinking that the emperor who controlled the imperial power was omnipotent and could deal with whoever he wanted, so he directly punished him.
He borrowed the emperor's power.
"When they are in the capital, they will kill them if they want. If they make mistakes, they will be punished. But when they leave the capital, they will beat and kill them for such a trivial matter. Are you really not afraid of the yellow robes?" Zhu Qiyu's eyes were cold.
"This slave knows that he is wrong!" Zhang Yong truly knew that he was wrong.
"Use your brain when doing things."
Zhu Qiyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Let the prefect of Nanyang allocate a sum of money to buy coffins for the suffering people to bury them."
He didn't mention giving him a reward.
If they are poor people, the coffin will not fall on their heads, and they will be stolen by greed. There is no difference between reward and no reward.
If they were gentry and wealthy households, they would not be short of money at all. When people died, a coffin would be enough.
"The emperor is benevolent." Zhang Yong boasted.
"Humph, benevolence? If I were truly benevolent, I should avenge them."
Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "This matter ends here, no further discussion is allowed."
"What will Zhu criticize in the future? Do you understand?"
"Reply to the emperor, I understand." Zhang Yong kowtowed desperately.
"If I don't deal with it this time, don't be this big guy next time." Zhu Qiyu's eyes were cold.
If he doesn't read it, just approve it directly.
Where is the morale of the Wudang Army?
Will Li Zhen be put on a yellow robe by the fearful soldiers in his heart? Will Li Zhen dare to resist? Don't you hold your nose to recognize it?
Then, Li Zhen led people into Huguang. How to suppress them? How much will it cost? How much effort does it take?
Don’t forget, Li Zhen started his career in Huguang and knows Huguang well, so he will be fine if he goes around in circles for a few years.
With Li Zhen, the seed of the famous general, gone, will all the noble ministers in the DPRK be rebellious?
How much money will it cost to appease? How will Huguang become dilapidated?
Zhang Yong really has no brain at all!
How can such a thing be said on the table?
The Nanyang prefect should also die! I don’t know the empathy center at all!
How can such a person without political literacy be a prefect?
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration!" Zhang Yong cried endlessly.
"Stop crying and find a doctor to treat you. Go ahead."
Weeping, Zhu Qiyu looked upset.
After sending Zhang Yong away, Zhu Qiyu's eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Xuan Fangying is here!"
"Your Majesty, urgent report from Hetao." Gu Youzhi came in from the door.
Zhu Qiyu opened it and frowned.
Fan Guang reported that although Oala retreated, some Mongolian people who came from Mobei nomads entered the Hetao to graze. They were repulsed several times by Fan Guang's army, but they were still restrained.
Fan Guang means building the Great Wall along the Yellow River.
"It's a lot of money."
Zhu Qiyu's eyes flashed: "We can't occupy a piece of land, so let's build a section of the Great Wall."
"If the troops are stationed in the Hetao, those who cannot afford to support them in the Hetao have to transport food from the south, which is too expensive."
"If we don't clean up and immigrate the Han people, won't they settle in the front foot and they will run away in the back?"
"If safety can't be guaranteed, who can not run away? We can't blame them."
"How to do it?"
Zhu Qiyu was thinking.
At this time, Fang Ying walked in and kowtowed.
Zhu Qiyu didn't raise his head, nor did he let him get up.
Fang Ying didn't dare to move. The emperor was too powerful recently, so he didn't dare to get into trouble.
After a long time, my legs became numb.
Zhu Qiyu then put down the secret note: "Uncle Nanhe is here?"
Hear the name.
Fang Ying's heart skipped a beat. When the emperor showed affection, he would directly call him by name, official title or title. He was definitely angry.
"Your Majesty, the minister is waiting here." Fang Ying lowered her posture very low.
Regardless of whether he has military power in his hands, the emperor will let him throw it away with just one word.
In the army, the three powers of honorary ministers, civil servants and eunuchs were separated. Money and food were tightly held in the palace, and military pay was controlled by eunuchs.
The civil servants were all selected by the emperor, and the eunuchs were watched by the palace's planners.
Moreover, the emperor issued a strict order that the power to command, mobilize, and dispatch troops was taken back to the Military Aircraft Department.
As the commander-in-chief, Fang Ying only had the power to command troops, but not to mobilize troops. The power to mobilize troops was in the hands of the emperor.
Regardless of the fact that Fang Ying built the army by himself, even in the military camp, the emperor sent two eunuchs to capture him, and no one dared to say no.
"I heard that your niece wants to be Geng Yu's second wife."
Fang Ying's expression changed sharply.
He has told his younger brother Fang Rui many times not to interact with civil servants! Absolutely not!
He himself leads the army and is a distinguished minister, and his second son Fang Han wants to be Princess Shang, so his family will become relatives.
How could he still be entangled with Wen Chen?
Tired of living!
There is a balance between the three parties in the court. You are not satisfied with taking two parties, and you want to take all the benefits?
That is the way to die!
"Wei Chen doesn't know about this! Please tell me, Your Majesty!" Fang Ying was careful.
"Geng Yu is a talented person. He was a Jinshi in the fifth year of Jingtai. His father, Geng Jiuchou, is my humerus. Two Jinshis in one discipline, they are all capable people."
Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "I have never seen the girl from Fang Rui's family. I guess she is also a tiger father and a tiger daughter. It is rare and it is a good marriage."
Gulu!
Fang Ying swallowed in horror.
You must listen to what the emperor says!
That is to say, if you dare to marry me, I will kill you!
What are you going to do if your ministers are in cahoots with the literati? Be a powerful minister?
"Your Majesty, you are ridiculous. You have never seen my niece. The reason why she has not been sent to the palace to serve her is because she is too ugly. Now she is sixteen years old and she still cannot find her husband's family."
"You also know that Wei Chen's younger brother is a master at carrying caged birds and fighting with running dogs."
"Let him do something serious and don't even think about it."
"Geng Yu, I have seen him. He is a talented person. He is a Jinshi and his father Geng Jiuchou is in charge of the court. He has a bright future."
"Is that something Fang Rui can achieve?"
"Although Weichen doesn't know, by your words, Weichen can guess how Fang Rui's marriage came about. Fang Rui must have relied on your influence to force Geng Yu to renew their marriage!"
"You also know that Fang Han wants to be Princess Shang, and the happiest person in the family is Fang Rui. He often uses your name to pretend to be the uncle outside."
"The love between Geng Yu and his late wife was so deep that they planted a loquat tree with their own hands."
"Unfortunately, his wife died badly, leaving two children behind and passed away."
"Fang Rui must be forced into marriage!"
"When Wei Chen comes home, break his legs and let him stay at home. He will never mention the marriage again!"
"Weichen thought that with Weichen's niece's appearance, it would be great if she could marry a farmer."
Fang Ying looked heartbroken.
But he knew the emperor's thoughts well.
The emperor could not allow Xunchen and Wenchen to cross the line, so he simply kicked his brother Fang Rui out, used him as a shield, and ruined his niece's good marriage.
Zhu Qiyu looked at him deeply. No one can climb to this position. There is no fool.
Everything Fang Ying said was right.
It was exactly the same as the information sent by Jin Yiwei.
Her expression is lifelike, so she must not be lying.
If it is a lie, it means that Fang Ying has superb acting skills and should be careful in the future.
"Fang Rui really didn't live up to expectations. In the sixth year of Jingtai, he worked as a sword-wielding guard in the palace for two months. I couldn't find him anymore."
"I sent eunuchs to arrest him, but they found him in Goulanwashe."
"I also asked people to beat me ten times, but it was of no use."
"He's not a bad person."
"Letting his daughter marry a farmer makes me look mean to him."
"Is Li Zhen's son Li Ang married?"
Zhu Qiyu asked.
Fang Ying's heart skipped a beat. Did something happen to Li Zhen?
"Your Majesty, Li Ang is married."
"Where is his second son Li Yu?" Zhu Qiyu asked again.
"Li Yu is not married yet."
Zhu Qiyu said: "Then let Fang Rui's daughter marry Li Yu. His father Li Zhen is your subordinate, and Fang Rui is your biological brother. I think it's good for us to kiss each other."
Ding!
Fang Ying's expression changed. She had to listen to the emperor's words in reverse!
He was called to the Qinzheng Palace, armed with a gun and a stick. The problem was not Fang Rui, but Li Zhen!
What did Li Zhen do to make the emperor angry?
"Your Majesty, Li Yu is only twelve years old this year, and Wei Chen's niece is already sixteen years old..."
"It doesn't matter, let's get closer. It doesn't matter the age. It would be better if the daughter's family is a few years older." Zhu Qiyu said.
Fang Ying knew that the emperor didn't let him get up, which meant that the fire was not extinguished.
"Your Majesty, my niece is ugly and I can't do anything about it." Fang Ying smiled bitterly.
Zhu Qiyu insisted several more times.
Fang Ying firmly disagrees.
"On the contrary, I messed up the rules?"
Zhu Qiyu sighed: "Get up, Fang Ying."
really!
If he agrees, Fang Ying will die!
You and Li Zhen are already so close, and you want to get closer. What are you going to do? Rebellion?
Fang Ying knew that he had to make a cut with Li Zhen.
"The magistrate of Nanyang wrote a memorial saying that Wudangjun had done some wrong things in the local area. You are close to Li Zhen. Write him a letter and tell him to restrain himself."
Zhu Qiyu revealed the true purpose.
When Li Zhen was not in Beijing, he attacked his old boss Fang Ying.
Wait until you return to Beijing to settle the score.
The reason why he beat Li Zhen was to reassure Li Zhen that the emperor had already beaten him, and he would be fined for at least one game when he returned to the capital. He would not be deprived of his title and live idle, so he would naturally not have any thoughts of rebellion.
This is also what the military commander wants.
The emperor must understand the thoughts of the generals. Otherwise, will the generals leading the army have thoughts that they shouldn't have?
We should be on guard against military generals more than we should guard against civil servants. Since ancient times, only military generals have rebelled. Who has ever heard of civil servants becoming emperors?
"I obey the order!" Fang Ying did not dare to ask.
"Fang Yi has done well in the palace. I am very optimistic about him." Zhu Qiyu immediately changed the topic, as if he was just mentioning Li Zhen's words casually.
Let Fang Ying understand it by herself.
If you don’t understand it, find someone else.
"I would like to express my gratitude to Your Majesty on behalf of the dog."
Fang Ying was very cautious and knelt down and said: "Please don't indulge him, but be strict with him. At his age, I have already followed my father to conquer the world."
"Well, jade cannot be used without being polished. I hope that the guards and maids in the palace will become talented and become the mainstay of the court in the future!"
Zhu Qiyu stood up and helped Fang Ying up with his own hands: "Their fathers and ancestors worked for me, and they also worked for me. It will become a good story in the future and be famous in history."
"Speaking of which, just now Fan Guang sent a secret report, saying that Mobei tribes are constantly moving south and invading the Hetao."
"Fan Guang wants to build the Great Wall to defend it. What do you think?"
Zhu Qiyu asked the eunuch to bring a Jin Dun and let him sit down.
Fang Ying stuck to half of it and didn't dare to be presumptuous.
The emperor is too powerful and moody. You must not make the emperor unhappy in such a small place.
"After the Ming Dynasty regained Hetao, Wei Chen also read the classics."
"I have some insights into this place in the Hetao."
"Fan Ningyuan wanted to build the Great Wall, just to give the new immigrants peace of mind."
"The people of Ming Dynasty can only feel at ease when they see the city gate."
“Only when you feel at ease can you settle down, thrive in the Hetao, and become a Hetao native.”
"Your Majesty, you also know that the people living at the border have been invaded by Mobei all year round, and they feel wary and insecure."
"That's why the Great Wall can be built to calm the hearts of the people."
From this perspective, Fang Ying analyzed the necessity of building the Great Wall.
"But Hetao is a plain with low mountains. How can we build the Great Wall on the mountains? Without steep terrain, what is the use of the built Great Wall?"
"It's nothing more than a comforting decoration."
"Besides, it costs too much!"
"Let's not talk about how much it costs. How many people need to be recruited?"
"I'm worried that if the Mobei clan attacks us when we're halfway through the construction, the civilians will scatter and run away. How many casualties will there be after a few attacks? How can we recruit again? How could there be so many civilians being recruited?"
"By then, will I still need a Loop?"
Zhu Qiyu smiled bitterly: "Fang Ying, the city can calm the hearts of Han people, but it makes Meng people afraid."
"Hetao and even the northwest are now inhabited by Han and Hu people. We cannot only consider the Han people and ignore the Mongols."
"I also want to take the Hetao as the center and recruit the barbarians into the Han Dynasty."
"The Loop has so many threads and it's so difficult."
Fang Ying looked troubled: "Your Majesty, we can only station troops in the Hetao and fight all year round. But the Hetao is so barren, how can we afford a large army?"
"That's why I asked you to help advise me." Zhu Qiyu said.
Fang Ying was in trouble.
Staring at the map, thinking for a long time, he murmured to himself: "It would be great if we had enough money and food."
"What did you say?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
"Wei Chen said that if Hetao can be self-sufficient in money and food and can support an army, there is no need to worry."
Where are the corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes?
Zhu Qiyu stepped forward, pointed at the map and said, "Look, if these rivers are connected, water transportation can be carried out."
"Your Majesty, you must not do this!"
Fang Ying's expression suddenly changed and she knelt on the ground: "We can use water transport, and Oara and Tatar can use this river to attack the capital! There must be no room for loss in the capital!"
"I know, I'm just telling you."
Zhu Qiyu felt that he was in a hurry to recover the Hetao. He was not prepared, and he did not have the strength to fight against the Oara and Tatars, so he rashly recovered the Hetao.
Now I have a headache.
If he says give up, where will he put his face?
Don't give up. The army will be stationed to defend. How long will it last? How much food does it cost?
Wouldn't the already barren Hetao become even more desolate when it was garrisoned by tens of thousands of troops?
What a waste of management!
Zhu Qiyu's eyes flickered.
"Your Majesty, I have an idea."
Fang Ying suddenly said: "Your Majesty, you can set up a guard station in the Hetao and turn all the households in the Hetao into military households. Let them grow food during busy farming hours, practice during slack farming days, and then serve as soldiers during wartime, becoming half farmers and half soldiers."
"But the more you live, the more you go back." Zhu Qiyu sighed.
Fang Ying's expression: "Wechen knows that His Majesty wants to abolish the world's guards, but He Chaotang can't support the world."
"You can only use it first, wait for Chaotang to be affluent, and then slowly retreat."
"Your Majesty, it is better to divide more fields to the military households."
Zhu Qiyu was undecided.
Re -establishment, it is a historical reversing. The guards made in the Xuande Dynasty began to collapse. By now, there is a name left.
Today, when the reform is also the reform, is it still a historical reverse?
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