The small study room in the East Palace always requires everyone who walks in to maintain the utmost restraint and calmness.
The room full of books and state memorials over the years is like a mountain. As soon as you walk in, you feel like the mountain is pressing on you.
The prince's personal eunuch and Zhu Yunxi's current personal eunuch Yu Tian were two years apart in age, and they stood side by side outside the door of the small study.
Zhu Yunxi followed Zhu Biao into the small study.
Zhu Yunxi pushed the wheelchair, and Zhu Biao, who was sitting in the wheelchair, raised his eyes and looked at the study room that had accommodated him for more than 20 years.
Everything was just as it was when he first took over the East Palace, and it was also as it was when he left Beijing for a tour of the west last year.
However, on the shelf of state memorials at the front, there were several piles of newly added copies of the memorials.
"Have you seen it all?"
Zhu Biao sat in his wheelchair, pointed to the piles of newly-incoming memorials, and looked back at his son.
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "My son always feels that state affairs, no matter how big or small, are always as important as ten thousand junctures. He dare not slack off easily. Only solemn and solemn prescriptions can be read."
Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction and glanced at the desk piled with papers and books.
Come to think of it, these are all leftovers from when my son was reading state memorials here these days and sorting out and transcribing what he had in mind.
He waved his hand again and pointed to another tea table arranged in front of a low window.
Zhu Yunxi smiled and pushed his father to the tea table. After determining the position for his father, he sat on the opposite side. Looking sideways on both sides, he could see out the window, the small green bamboos and green bamboos in the corner. Winter plum, green pine.
The bamboos are always as green as spring no matter the season, and the green pines always stand tall.
Only winter plum blossoms quietly return to loneliness in this spring day, silently sucking the fertility under their bodies, preparing to bloom again next winter.
Every day, Gong'e, the chamberlain of the East Palace, would come in to clean the small study, and would also prepare mountain spring water brought back from outside the city for the small study.
A pot of mountain spring is slowly boiling on the stove.
Zhu Yunxi had already started brewing new tea, and was preparing it slowly and carefully according to the steps, calmly and calmly, as if he was the most outstanding academic scholar, brewing a cup of disciple tea for the gentleman with the most noble moral character and knowledge.
Zhu Biao clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, his eyes flickering faintly, and he calmly lowered his head to look at his son in front of him, all he did was to brew a cup of tea.
"Last year you offered advice for the first time on social affairs. We remember that it was to raise money and food for the old man's Longevity Festival, and proposed the reform of the inn."
Zhu Yunxi, who had already cleaned the tea cup and picked up this year's new tea, raised his head and looked at Zhu Biao: "Return to father, this is the matter."
Zhu Biao nodded: "Thinking about it now, it is also a wonderful stroke. Now the Dao in the world has steadily promoted the reform of the post station. The stamps express the family affection of the people and make it convenient for merchants to live and stock. The Northern Dao has even resettled thousands of disabled and old soldiers. As you can imagine Everything is happening slowly."
Zhu Yunxi was a little reluctant to believe what he heard. He felt that the reason why his father chose to come back suddenly today must have figured out or let go of the matter of Lu's death and his second son being imprisoned in Du Fengyang.
Only when you return to the East Palace can you talk about your own affairs behind closed doors.
However, what he didn't expect was that after Zhu Biao came back, he would first express his emotions to the people around him. When he arrived in the small study room, the first thing he talked about was the affairs of the country, the country, and the country.
Seeing that his son was silent, Zhu Biao smiled silently: "This is a very good job. Speaking of which, there is something you may not know. Hebei, Shanxi, Shaanxi, Liaodong Dusi, Beiping Dusi, Shanxi Xingdusi, and Aoerdusi, now All have begun to place disabled old soldiers on the spot as officials in prefecture and county yamen."
Zhu Yunxi finally felt a wave of excitement in his heart, and his eyes were a little panicked. He quickly realized what he was doing and looked at Zhu Biao with a wry smile: "Father and grandpa have noticed it."
He used affirmative sentences.
Zhu Biao still nodded gently: "Since you can use the disabled old soldiers to be placed in the post, you naturally have plans to let more disabled old soldiers serve as officials in the yamen of various prefectures and counties all over the world."
Zhu Yunxi sighed a little and whispered: "With them, our family will feel more at ease..."
"Yes, our family will feel more at ease!" Zhu Biao sighed, then squinted at the white smoke rising in front of him, and coughed lightly: "The water is boiling."
Zhu Yunxi shook his head and quickly started brewing new tea.
Zhu Biao continued: "The local officials are controlled by the gentry clan. If the imperial official wants to do something, he always has to go to the dock. The evil officials have the power and can oppress the people at will. The old soldier retired, feeling confident in his heart. You will be grateful, even if you are bullying and greedy, you will always be better than those local people."
Being greedy for ink is unstoppable. Compared with the old man who believed that he could kill all those who are greedy for ink in the world, Zhu Biao has always believed that this is an instinct of human nature.
Zhu Yunxi had already brewed the tea. There was no need to discard the first brewed tea soup as a tribute to the new tea. There was some golden tea soup among the green, swirling in the white tea cup, and he brought it to Zhu Biao.
He also said: "The greed is endless. I am grateful in my heart. I can do less evil. It doesn't matter what the standards are. After all, my family still needs people. Just to avoid the emergence of new local forces, my son thinks that even if Officials should also make arrangements to change their posts in prefectures and counties in the annual cycle."
Only by allowing officials to move around and prevent them from staying in one place for a long time will they be unable to stably penetrate their roots into the soil.
Zhu Biao nodded: "I will tell the old man about this matter. We always have to find an opportunity to make a start."
As he spoke, Zhu Biao picked up the tea cup and took a sip gently. The tea soup stayed in his mouth for a moment, being compressed and filling the entire mouth, and then he slowly drank it.
Opening your mouth slightly, a hint of tea fragrance wafted out.
Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction: "The brewing technique is pretty good."
Zhu Yunxi was a little dissatisfied. This was a technique he learned after taking time out to follow Fang Xiaoru for several days last year, but he only got an acceptable result.
He then said, "Father intends to return to the court?"
Zhu Biao drank the tea soup in the teacup in three sips, then held the teacup in his hand and stared at Zhu Yunxi silently.
This made the words that were about to continue speaking and shirk the burden on him, but were blocked in his mouth.
Zhu Biao said quietly: "The monarch's majesty and manners must not be compromised. Let alone desecrate the hall with his incomplete body."
"I guess this is not what father is saying..." Zhu Yunxi suddenly replied quietly, imitating his father's tone.
Zhu Biao smiled helplessly: "You, your heart is becoming more and more like a mirror. We just feel that now, we can suddenly see the situation of our Ming Dynasty better. Things that we have never been able to figure out in the past, at this time You can figure it out too. With the old man helping you from the front and sitting in the middle of the court, you can just go ahead and do it. We want to see more and think more."
Zhu Yunxi curled his lips and said with some resentment: "You are just giving up. My son has recently researched a new thing that can be used to support your legs and let you slowly exercise your legs. Now that spring has begun, the weather is gradually getting warmer. Please take your time. Just practice slowly."
Zhu Biao's brows jumped slightly, and he brought the teacup in his hand to his son and said: "A few days ago, the mountain hospital envoy came to diagnose us and said that it was my legs. The recovery was beyond his expectation."
Zhu Yunxi echoed: "The envoy of the mountain courtyard will never tell lies. When I get back, my son will send the things I made to you."
Zhu Biao nodded, as if he was very happy because his son had carefully prepared another gift for him.
Then he said easily: "That Xia Yuanji is a talented person. He must be personally handling the advancement of all matters in Zhejiang Dao."
Zhu Yunxu hummed: "Xia Weizhe has been in the Ministry of Household Affairs since he became an official. He is very proficient in arithmetic and has a lot of insights into economics. At present, Zhejiang Road is first checking the acres of land and counting the number of merchants, and then implementing administrative orders.
Before my son returned to Beijing a few days ago, he added that he wanted to set up a land division and a merchant division in Zhejiang Road to officialize the land and merchants in Zhejiang Province respectively, especially the newly reclaimed fields and new merchants in the future. These are all necessary. Registration also avoids the occurrence of fraud and new additions in the future. "
"Land Management Department, Merchant Department..." Zhu Biao frowned and muttered.
Zhu Yunxi explained softly: "They are all under the Ministry of Household Affairs and directly under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Household Affairs. On weekdays, they only exercise the power of supervision and registration. The collection and payment of taxes still have to be handled by the Zhejiang Provincial Government Office. Afterwards, they will be handed over to the two departments and sent back to Beijing." .”
"If you think it's feasible in Zhejiang, go ahead and do it. The old man will support you in everything." Zhu Biao made a comment.
He felt that Zhejiang Province was currently implementing tax reform and it was necessary to add two new supervisory offices.
In particular, the supervision and registration of new tax sources was related to the Ming Dynasty's population growth and the avoidance of taxation remaining unchanged forever.
The tea soup has reached the third brewing time.
The taste just started to become bland.
Zhu Yunxi drank a cup and started the fourth brew, while murmuring: "Now Zhejiang Road is undergoing spring plowing and planting, and the mulberry leaves are gradually growing. There is soup, and there are the hundreds of mulberry leaves he cut. If the army's heads are shaken and Zhejiang's garrison is not in chaos, there will be no local backlash. As long as this year's summer grain is put into storage, the autumn grain will be harvested, and the silkworms will be full of silk. Zhejiang Road will no longer make any noise, and then there will be We can allow them to return to the DPRK with this experience.”
Zhu Biao, who had been an audience member for a while, nodded repeatedly, then put down the tea cup he had just picked up, and looked with twinkling eyes at his heroic son sitting in front of him.
"Yesterday at Laoshan Palace, you took the opportunity to reprimand the director of the Ministry of Industry. What was your intention?"
Wow.
The spring breeze is always gentle, but it is also very similar to the temperament of a little girl from the south of the Yangtze River, and it suddenly becomes restless.
Along with the no longer gentle wind, a few bean-sized raindrops fell on the mud outside the window.
Then, the rain became heavier and heavier.
The sky was dark and full of dark clouds.
Zhu Yunxi's heart suddenly tightened. After his father exposed his thoughts on the military transfer, it was difficult for him to believe that his father would not realize what he was reprimanding the two unlucky guys from the Ministry of Industry for no reason.
At this time, Zhu Biao did not disappoint his son.
His eyes were already ambiguous and full of meaning, staring at Zhu Yunxi indifferently.
This made him feel even more anxious.
Zhu Biao said quietly: "Do you want to take action on the imperial examination?"
