Daming Palace, Jinshen Hall.
"Have they all been sent over?"
"Replying to Your Majesty, I have sent them all. I think they should have arrived by now."
...
"My boss, my boss."
Zhu Ying opened his eyes immediately. Although he had been living in the capital for a long time, the vigilance engraved in his bones had become an instinct for the past ten years.
"Uncle Zhang, something happened."
Zhu Ying looked outside and saw that Uncle Zhang was standing beside her bed before dawn, so she asked in a deep voice.
Although he has some doubts, there is no danger to him in the capital at present.
"My boss, there are some royal guards here." Uncle Zhang said helplessly.
Uncle Zhang naturally knew something about the identity of his boss. The grand manner in which the old man came over almost explained everything.
Before dawn today, there was a knock on the door, and Uncle Zhang hurried over to check.
It turned out that several Jin Yiwei were visiting, saying they wanted to see their boss.
"Jinyiwei, what are they doing here?" Zhu Ying asked subconsciously.
"My boss, I don't know either. I can't tell until I see you. But I think they brought a big wooden box. It should be a gift."
Uncle Zhang recalled it and then said.
"What to give? What can the old man give me so early?"
Zhu Ying was a little depressed, but he didn't have the habit of staying in bed. He got up to change his clothes and walked outside.
In the courtyard, three royal guards were waiting.
"Master Zhu."
Seeing Zhu Ying coming, he quickly clasped his fists and bowed.
After Jin Yiwei delivered the things, he left directly.
Zhu Ying was not in a hurry to open the box. He first took it to the study room and then opened it.
"Good guy."
After Zhu Ying opened the box and looked at the dozens of memorials stacked inside, she was instantly confused.
What does this mean, asking me to get up early in the morning to review the memorial?
I looked at the still dark sky. It was pitch black. It must be five o'clock in the morning.
.......
When Zhu Yuanzhang was in the Jinshen Hall, he couldn't help laughing when he heard Liu He's answer.
"Our eldest grandson is too lazy. From today on, it's time to share some of the things for us."
"You have to learn to adapt. What if you become emperor in the future, as the grandson himself said, what will you do if you don't go to court for several months?"
"It's a good thing to get familiar with it early."
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile, and then ordered Liu He again: "Liu He."
"I'm here."
"In the future, the memorials sent from the palace will not be sent to us first, but will be sent to the eldest grandson. After the eldest grandson has finished reviewing them, they will be sent to us for review."
"I obey the decree."
After Zhu Yuanzhang finished explaining, he picked up a historical record and began to read it. What he was reading was the historical record of the Qin Dynasty.
Zhu Yuanzhang became emperor for the first time, and he conquered Jiangshang by himself.
He had no experience before, and no one came to teach him how to be an emperor.
Fighting a war and governing a country are two completely different concepts, so Zhu Yuanzhang could only cross the river by feeling the stones.
Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, what Zhu Yuanzhang has seen most is some of the rules and regulations of the past dynasties, as well as the regulations.
Next to Zhu Yuanzhang's writing desk, there is a piece of white paper. When he sees a subtle point, he will use the white paper to remember it.
Remove the dregs and extract the essence. This is how the Ming Dynasty's system came about.
Especially since the last time we talked about the Japanese country, Zhu Yuanzhang asked the eunuch to sort out books related to the Japanese country and began to understand some of the situation in the Japanese country.
Know thyself, ever-victorious.
Now that we have decided on Japan, we must be prepared.
Never fight an unprepared battle. Before every battle, Zhu Yuanzhang would try his best to collect information about his opponents and then ponder countermeasures in his mind.
Just when Zhu Yuanzhang was watching it with gusto.
Liu He came over and reported: "Your Majesty, Your Highness Yuwen is asking for an audience."
When he was interrupted, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly, but when he heard Zhu Yunwen asked to see him, he felt a little strange and said: "Let him in."
Zhu Yunwen, who was at the door of Jinshen Hall, received a notification from the eunuch and entered quickly.
Even if he is now regarded as the grandson, as the grandson of the emperor, he still needs permission to meet the emperor's grandpa.
"Grandpa Huang."
Upon entering the door, Zhu Yunwen bowed and said hello.
Seeing Zhu Yunwen, Zhu Yuanzhang put down the book in his hand and said with a smile: "The morning court is about to begin. Come to us at this time, but you have something to say. There is still something you don't understand."
Zhu Yunwen bowed his hands and said, "My grandson would like to report to the emperor that there are rumors about Xiaoling being circulated everywhere in the palace recently."
"The Xiaoling Mausoleum is a royal mausoleum, but it has been discussed wantonly. Therefore, my grandson came here to report it and wanted to ask the emperor for permission."
When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his eyes flashed.
Today's Zhu Yunwen made him a little impressed. If it weren't for Liu He's report yesterday, Zhu Yuanzhang would really think that this was what Zhu Yunwen was thinking in his heart.
Zhu Yunwen lowered his head, his eyes flashing. He knew that Grandpa Huang must have known what he said last night, but he still told it like this.
Obviously just wanted to find out.
"Don't worry about the rumors about Xiaoling. We know it in our hearts. You just have to study hard."
Zhu Yuanzhang said casually.
Building momentum for Da Sun will definitely get better and better.
Zhu Yuanzhang was actually aware of his grandson Yunwen's thoughts, but he didn't care. He would know about it sooner or later.
It’s also good to be more mentally prepared.
When Zhu Yunwen heard this, he was naturally convinced. It seemed that his guess was correct.
After a few words of encouragement, Zhu Yuanzhang asked Zhu Yunwen to retreat and prepare for the morning court meeting.
"Jiang Wei, remember to tell your eldest grandson that we will see the memorials sent to him this afternoon."
"I obey the decree."
........
In the yard, after Zhu Ying got the memorial, she didn't hesitate and started to organize it directly.
I counted them casually.
Good guy, there are eighty-two books in total. Zhu Ying was speechless. It will take time to see this.
After laying out the memorial, Zhu Ying sat upright. After all, this was the first time he read the memorial, so it had to be more grand.
However, when he looked through the first memorial, his head suddenly became heavy.
It is all written in classical Chinese.
It made him extremely uncomfortable, so he briefly read it.
Boy, this is at least a few thousand words bigger.
What can I do? I can only bite the bullet and watch.
As he continued to read until the end, Zhu Ying roughly understood that the content of this memorial was exactly the strategy that Zhu Ying had proposed and was currently implementing, the work-for-relief proposal.
What made Zhu Ying feel the most helpless was the content of nearly 5,000 words, of which 4,000 were almost nonsense, and the last 1,000 words probably had some meaning.
Zhu Ying read the suggestions carefully and became even more speechless.
To put it simply, what this local official means is that His Majesty's plan is very good, very good, and has allowed many people to survive.
However, this will easily increase the influence of the squire, so it is recommended to strengthen supervision.
"Old man, are these the memorials you read every day?"
Zhu Ying couldn't help but started to complain. This ancient emperor was simply not a human being.
Zhu Ying quickly browsed through the basics again, and they were basically related to work-for-relief. Obviously, these memorials were specially selected by Zhu Yuanzhang.
But at a glance, it is basically eloquent and has thousands of words, or even tens of thousands of words.
Gu Zuo always talks about him at the beginning, and only at the end does he start talking about the real thing.
The key is that the blockbuster is relatively obscure to Zhu Ying in classical Chinese.
This is completely a data flow attack.
Fortunately, at the back of the memorial, there are basically annotations from the grand masters of the palace.
Obviously, the old man is just letting Zhu Ying get used to it.
After an hour of reading, Zhu Yingcai read ten books.
At this time, Zhu Ying, even though he was strong, felt dizzy.
"I don't know how the old man persevered. This is just a fool's errand. It seems that the popularization of vernacular writing is imperative."
Zhu Ying put down the memorial. Only then did he realize that the emperor was not that easy to be.
To the old man, these memorials were really just a drop in the bucket, but Zhu Ying couldn't get used to them at all.
Since coming to Ming Dynasty, he has been using vernacular.
In fact, the daily communication in the Ming Dynasty, including some scripts, was mainly in vernacular.
But as a later generation, he never received the education of the Ming Dynasty.
It’s not that I can’t understand classical Chinese, it’s just that I’m too tired to read it.
This time, Zhu Ying had experience. When he read the memorial again, he started reading directly from the back.
Sure enough, it looks like it's much faster.
Basically, when you see the beginning of the nonsense, you know that the content of this memorial should be over.
It only took more than half an hour for Zhu Ying to finish reading the dozens of remaining memorials.
At this time, Zhu Ying had a sudden thought: "I must have mastered the little technique of reading memorials in this way."
After reading the memorial, Zhu Ying felt a little helpless.
He didn't know how many memorials there were about working-for-relief programs, but judging from the situation of these eighty-two memorials, they basically didn't make much sense.
The most similar thing is a compliment, mostly describing some scenes of the work-for-relief announcement in classical Chinese.
All the squires came in droves, scrambling to be the first, and delivered loads of grain as a deposit.
There are also refugees kneeling on the ground and shouting long live, thanking His Majesty for being alive.
However, these words were not what Zhu Ying wanted to see.
What Zhu Ying wanted to see was how many projects had been approved, their prices, profits, and how much grain the squire needed to submit as security.
Is the food provided mainly old food or new food?
These contents are blank.
When a person of later generations is truly exposed to this kind of government affairs in ancient times and is accustomed to solving problems with efficient words in previous lives, when he looks back, he will feel the real gap.
Zhu Ying organized the memorial and put it aside. At the same time, he calmed down and began to think carefully.
All of this was very different from what he imagined.
While the old man is still here, he wants to carry out drastic reforms.
After looking at the sky, it was almost time for the old man to come over and go to the Gunpowder Department together.
He would have a good chat with the old man later.
