Zhu Jingjing, who was beside her, smiled as brightly as a flower, but could not hide the envy in her eyes. Her biological mother died young, and although she was raised by her mother, she was not her eldest brother's biological sister after all.
Zhu Biao naturally felt it, so he smiled and said: "Li Qi assisted Xu Yungong in guarding the passes in the north and made many meritorious deeds. I heard that he even went up to the city wall and shot several Mongol warriors. I was a little surprised. Such permission Wen Yun's military talents are worthy of my sister."
Zhu Jingjing's face turned red and she couldn't help but leaned towards Chang Luohua and said coquettishly: "Big brother suddenly said what he did..."
Chang Luohua put his arms around his sister-in-law and said, "It's time for boys to get married and girls to get married. I heard from my mother that the Li family is pushing hard."
Li Qi is only a few months younger than Chang Mao, and should have started a family long ago. However, due to Zhu Jingjing's young age, he has not dared to take a concubine. Now that Li Shan is not young, he naturally wants to seduce Sun Yiyang. Tian Nian.
Zhu Biao said with a smile: "There's no need to worry, Jing'er is not too old, and it won't be too late to get married in a few years. I also have to hone Li Qi a lot."
Zhu Jingjing was also much happy after hearing this. Girls in the boudoir are very lovesick, even if they are princesses, especially since her biological mother died young, she hopes to marry a good man and start a family of her own.
As the legitimate son of the King of Changsha, Li Qi will at least be a prince in the future, and his literary reputation is known as Zhilan Yushu. Although Zhu Jingjing has not officially met him, after all, the engagement has been agreed on early, so she has a good impression of herself. The future husband is still looking forward to it.
Zhu Lujian aside, everyone's attention was no longer on her, and they suddenly felt heartbroken. They ran into Zhu Biao's arms, and their little body twisted unwillingly.
After playing happily for more than half an hour, Zhu Jingjing took Zhu Lu's hand and said goodbye sensibly, and the two brothers, who had been tormented by their little aunt for a long time, were finally able to sleep peacefully.
Waving to the nanny, he asked the wet nurse to take the child down to sleep in the conservatory. Zhu Biao had lunch with his princess and talked about matters in Northern Xinjiang. Chang Luohua felt much relieved when he learned that the war situation had eased, although he was worried about his father. Confidence, but Chang Yuchun is not young after all.
After the lunch break, Zhu Biao got up and went to Wuying Palace. There, a group of officials from the Ministry of War and the Governor's Office were discussing the battle report that had just been sent from the front. As the war continued, there was no room for them to rest.
No matter how quickly the battle report arrived in the capital, it was already out of date. All the court could do was to check for deficiencies and fill in the gaps, and organize logistical supplies based on the battle report to stabilize the war situation.
After Zhu Biao arrived, various official documents that required decision-making and approval were handed over. Most of them were the transportation of military supplies. Without the emperor's seal, it was impossible to dispatch. Apart from Zhu Yuanzhang, the only person who was qualified to hold the seal was the prince.
After another two hours of busy work, the officials from various government offices resigned and left. After Zhu Biao had a cup of tea and rested for a while, he called Liu Jin, the dean of Chuan Tai Hospital, to come.
The charcoal fire in Wuying Palace was not extinguished. Zhu Biao casually took out a few secret memorials and read them. It was inevitable that there would be corrupt people who would bend the law and take advantage of the opportunity to make profits during a major disaster. There were cases in several northern states. Zhu Biao naturally took precautions in advance.
Except for the second-ranked scholar who entered the Hanlin Academy according to the imperial system, the rest of the Jinshi who were admitted to the imperial examination were arranged by Zhu Biao to be appointed as officials in the Northern Prefecture in October, in order to see how many of them were honest. Upright, there are some people who are like the light.
Since the heavy snowfall, the imperial court has not only dispatched food and charcoal fires to the front lines, but also many state capitals. Although this will cause the court's food funds to be tight again, Zhu Biao still forced the Ministry of Household Affairs to use his family funds.
This amount is not small, but it is not certain how much will actually fall into the hands of the people. Moreover, the roads in the north are not easy to travel, and communication is even more difficult under heavy snow. Many things are covered up by the white snowflakes.
Judging from the current reports, the prefectures and counties are okay, at least on the surface, but it is hard to say at the village level. The local area does not have enough manpower to distribute court relief door to door, so it can only be done through village elders. Country squires have been like this since ancient times.
The water is deep here, and the imperial power does not go to the countryside. The local gentry is the real emperor. They are in charge of the life and death of the people in the village. All the affairs of each household are basically controlled by them.
Just by relying on which family will receive more relief, which family will receive less relief, and which family will not receive relief at all, it is enough to control the whole village. Even if the relief is small, even if it is unfair, there is no place to complain, and there is no need for the squire to take action, and he will get benefits. A few households started to take action, and no one wanted to spit out the fat that went into their mouths.
With this power, anyone with a little brain can live safely in the fish and meat village, not to mention that the power held by the squires is far more than this. The common people are really powerless to resist them. The laws of the court are now no more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people than the village rules and clan rules.
There are many people who sell their children, sell their land, and give up their wives and daughters for sexual pleasure in exchange for the livelihood of the whole family. It is difficult to summarize the hardships of the people at the bottom in one sentence, and it is also difficult to look at them with moral concepts. It is really layered with both soft and hard. Some are oppressive and exploitative, and even men who are not afraid of death or suffering are unable to resist.
When will the long night end?
The more and more detailed reports Zhu Biao read, the more he felt the silent restraint. In a society without strict legal constraints, a person's life is too cheap, so cheap that the lives of ordinary people at the bottom are worse than plowing the land. Cows are important.
It is even more difficult to end it. Now that the imperial power is as powerful as a prison, Zhu Biao can take action against the vast gentry class, but the vacancy in grassroots power must be filled by others.
The squire class is never a family, but whoever controls this grassroots power is the squire and landlord. Zhu Biao can't find a substitute. Any class may become corrupt after taking office, and it is even unknown whether the superior will be better than the inferior.
It is also not feasible to replace them with veterans. The more elite the soldiers are, the more indifferent their humanity is and the more prone they are to corruption. If the gentry still has some dignity, then the soldiers taking power is the real source of trouble.
Don't think too much about how good today's soldiers are. It's just a matter of course for soldiers to be paid and go into battle to kill the enemy. It's not that they want to protect their homes and the country. What's more, most of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were soldiers during the southern and northern wars. They were forced to take prisoners.
Zhu Biao sighed and put down the secret letter. Although the fundamental problem could not be solved, those who should be killed still had to be killed. At least it would serve as a warning to the monkeys. In the past two years, the fight against corruption was mostly within the bureaucracy, but now it is time to go down to the gentry and the common people. .
When the spring comes, Zhu Biao will take advantage of the imperial court's drive to crack down on corruption and double the old scores. The powerful gentry in the fish and meat township, the ruffians who commit evil crimes, and the deeply entrenched gambling houses and brothels that force girls to work as prostitutes will all have to be cleaned up.
It is better to kill the wrong one than let it go. Being indecisive at this time can only lead to bad things, and it is impossible for such a large-scale purge to be without tricks. Zhu Biao has also been prepared and aware. This is also considered fishing and law enforcement. Let's see who will be exposed in the end. come out.
The old sword of the Duwei Mansion of the left and right pro-army forces has long been rusty, and they are not afraid of doing some dirty work. If it is really necessary, they can just push Mao Xiang and other senior officials of the Duwei Mansion out and kill them sooner or later. Just a matter.
Just as he was thinking about it, the director of Kung Fu Taiyuan Hospital came in and bowed to the ground: "Old minister, I pay my respects to His Royal Highness, Your Highness Qianqiu."
Zhu Biao came back to his senses and waved his hand: "Zhao Yuancheng is exempt from the courtesy. How is the editing of the book? Is there any difficulty?"
Zhao Yuan Cheng's beard and hair were all white but his complexion was rosy and delicate. He had a reassuring temperament. He stood up in no hurry and replied: "Your Highness, I am leading a group of imperial doctors from the imperial hospital, as well as famous doctors from various pharmacies in the capital. We jointly conducted archaeological evidence to identify doubts and correct errors, and quoted 283 medical books..."
Zhu Biao listened carefully, but after all, it was not his field of expertise, so he only got a general idea. This was what he had done at Tai Hospital after returning from Shaanxi and Gansu, and compiled a medical book.
In fact, preparations are not only for medical books, but also for craftsmen and agriculture. As early as last year, the Hanlin Academy recommended that after the wars in the Song and Yuan Dynasties, classic works inherited from all walks of life were lost, and it was hoped that the imperial court would collect and preserve them as soon as possible.
However, the imperial court had no time at that time, and Lao Zhu did not pay too much attention to this. However, Zhu Biao kept it in mind. Neither important works such as "Compendium of Materia Medica" or "Tiangong Kaiwu" appeared, and other important works did not appear. The author was born very early.
Zhu Biao made many subtle changes, which will have a huge impact on future generations. In this way, it is not certain whether those characters will still be born, let alone perform deeds according to the original historical rules.
Therefore, Zhu Biao simply used the power of the imperial court to accomplish this matter. Working together, Zhu Biao gave priority to the medical field because there were many diseases and few doctors, and there were many errors in ancient herbal books. Or there are contradictions.
For example, the drug Polygala. Tao Hongjing, a famous medical scientist in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, said that it is a small grass, like ephedra, but green in color and with white flowers. However, Ma Zhi of the Song Dynasty thought that it resembled Daqing and laughed at Tao Hongjing for not knowing Polygala at all. It is also like a dog's spine medicine. , some say it resembles 萆袢, some say it resembles 萆袢, and some say it resembles Guanzhong, the opinions are very inconsistent.
Therefore, Zhu Biao not only asked Tai Hospital to take responsibility, but also forcibly ordered them to discuss the details with famous private doctors, and asked the local state government to recommend and escort the most outstanding famous doctors from all over the country to Beijing, which was extremely detailed and detailed, not only with written descriptions but also Draw a picture.
After Yuan Cheng finished talking about the progress of the big topic, Zhu Biao nodded and said: "You have worked hard, but you must not neglect it. I do not seek quick results but seek details. I will allow everyone to write their names in the book for their secret recipes. For future generations to look up to, and leave a name in history..."
What Zhu Biao is best at is painting the pie. Doctors are basically not too poor, especially those who can participate in the compilation of this book are famous doctors in the world. They may not all be rich, but at least they all have enough food and clothing.
These people are already very young, and they basically have no need for fame and wealth in this world, but it is different to leave a name in history. As Zhu Biao invests more and more resources, he also spends only three days in his busy schedule. He took the time to inquire and let them know that His Royal Highness was really planning to let them compile a medical book that would definitely leave a mark on the history of medicine.
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