Zhu Yuanzhang's voice echoed in the side hall of Huagai Hall.
The transcript of the confession passed to Zhu Yuanzhang through Sun Gouer, the chief internal officer, was also placed on the table at his hand with a muffled sound.
"Since Jin Yiwei has already interrogated it, there is no need to read it."
Zhu Yuanzhang said in a light tone, his eyes wandering around Zhan Hui, Yu Xin, Wang Jun, Ru Rui, and Ren Hengtai.
These ministers of the court, the princes of Sheji and Gonggun.
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were a little sharper.
"My great-grandson will be getting married soon. This time he was involved in an affair with someone else and killed a human being. It is illegal in the capital. The crime is punishable by death. He may be executed after the autumn, so as not to ruin the joy of this autumn and winter."
This is to sentence the three families of Li, Zhao and Qian in Chunhua Town to death.
Since ancient times in the Central Plains, when cool breezes arrive, white dew falls, and cicadas chirp, eagles sacrifice birds and use them to kill them.
This is the origin of Qiu Houwenzhan.
From the ninth month of the former Han Dynasty to the end of the year, it was the day to ask for beheading after the autumn.
After the former Tang Dynasty, the time for execution was fixed from October to the end of the year.
Zhan Hui and others leaned over and raised their buttocks.
"I accept the order and obey it."
The king matches heaven and calls his way. Heaven has four seasons, and the king has four political affairs. The four political affairs are like the four seasons, and they are all tired.
Celebrating rewards, punishing and punishing are the ruling powers that belong exclusively to the emperor.
The emperor wants the three families in Chunhua Town to be executed now, so he cannot keep those three families until tomorrow.
Ren Hengtai even raised his head slightly and added, "It's early autumn, which is also in line with the four seasons."
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and smiled: "In that case, let's all disperse. There are not so many rations in the palace."
Zhan Hui and others straightened up, and then bowed again: "I will leave."
Then, they all carefully propped themselves up on the ground and held their knees, stood up slowly, bowed, and stepped back cautiously.
"Your Majesty, the chicken soup from Luzhou Prefecture is here for His Majesty the Grand Sun."
A young eunuch carrying a vermilion lacquered pasta box walked in from outside at this time.
Zhan Hui and the others couldn't help but pause, and the corners of their mouths twitched silently twice.
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyes and smiled knowingly.
Zhu Yunxi, who was standing on the side, coughed lightly, waved his sleeves and said, "I would like to report to the emperor, Grandpa Sun, I have something to say."
Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled and said, "With such rules, are you asking Grandpa for something?"
Zhan Hui and others, who had already started to move, couldn't help but slow down.
Zhu Yunxi laughed sarcastically and said, "Grandpa Qi, now that we have found out the whole story behind the death of the Li family in Taiping, should the grievances suffered by the tax office be cleared?"
The steps of Zhan Hui and others almost stopped, so slowly that one could only see their robes shaking, but not how many inches they had retreated.
Zhu Gaochi, who was still kneeling on the ground, also raised his head with shaking eyes.
Brother Hei has never been a person who is willing to suffer losses, and this time he is no exception to the impeachment of the tax office.
He couldn't help but want to look back and see how wonderful the faces of Zhan Hui and others were at this moment, but he was suppressed.
No footsteps could be heard behind them, which was enough to show that Zhan Hui and others felt uneasy and uneasy at this time. By this time, there was nothing to see.
Zhu Yuanzhang silently looked at the bachelors and ministers who only moved their bodies but did not move many steps. He smiled and turned a blind eye to the small movements of these people's feet. ….
Zhu Yunxi looked at the old man's reaction, thought for a while and continued: "In the final analysis, everything in the tax office is for the court, for the Ming Dynasty, and for the country. Even if it suffers some injustices, it is not worth mentioning. However, Prince Yan is tired of the tax office. The work is done day and night, without sleep at night or at night, cutting the flesh and bones, and working hard. My grandson believes that you must not neglect your merits, and you must not neglect your rewards."
As autumn swept over, the Huagai Hall became much cooler. Zhan Hui's just-hanging footsteps finally took a big step back.
I really don’t have the face to stay here any longer.
His face was burning, as if he had been exposed to the most poisonous sun in the summer for several hours.
But how the emperor would compensate Prince Yan also attracted Zhan Hui's curiosity.
The founding king of the Ming Dynasty is still in charge, and the clan only lasts for three generations. In recent years, apart from serving in the clan mansion in the court, most of the clan members have been vassalized after reaching adulthood, and they have never held any real official positions in the court.
Is the emperor going to break this rule?
At this moment, Yu Xin and others all had the same idea as Zhan Hui.
Zhu Yuanzhang let out a haha with his mouth open, and looked at the fat grandson kneeling in front of him: "Brother Chi."
Zhu Gaochi immediately bowed his head and kowtowed: "Grandpa, my grandson is here."
Zhu Yuanzhang's face bloomed with a bright smile: "Yunxi is getting married this year. Is it time for you to get married to the Zhang family?"
Zhu Gaochi was confused and confused, and said hesitantly: "Back to grandpa, my mother and concubine have urged me several times from Peking, and Concubine Hui in the palace has also asked me several times. It seems that she wants to set the date for the beginning of spring next year." It would be better to stagger it with the grandson's wedding so that the excitement in the palace can last longer."
Zhu Yuanzhang grunted and nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, let's stay in Beijing and work hard for the time being. After we get married, we can have more children around grandpa."
Zhu Gaochi frowned.
By some strange combination of circumstances, he might actually be taking up a real position in the imperial court in Beijing.
I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. He is obviously just a stupid royal prince. Why did he want to come to the capital? Why did he get tricked by Zhu Shangbing into a pirate ship to Jiaozhi Road.
Zhu Gaochi, who was quite troubled in his heart, raised his head and saw Zhu Yunxi smiling at him, as warm as the sun in spring, but Zhu Gaochi felt that a spring thunder would explode on his head in the next moment. .
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at his chubby grandson's dumbfounded look, and thought he didn't know how to reply. He waved his hand and looked at Zhu Yunxi: "My grandson, do you think you can be rewarded for your merits by being appointed as the head of the tax department?"
At this time, there is no need to worry about what rank the official of the tax office is in, or what kind of official robe he wears.
Zhu Yunxi directly bowed and clasped his fists, with a smile on his face: "Sage Ming Wu Guo Grandpa."
Zhu Yuanzhang glared and turned to look at his fat grandson who was still in a daze: "You silly boy, why don't you thank me?"
Zhu Gaochi's eyes flashed, and he leaned over to kowtow without thinking.
"Ah... my grandson is grateful. The emperor's kindness is great. My grandson must do his best and live up to the emperor's kindness."
Such an atmosphere of teasing one's grandson is always Zhu Yuanzhang's favorite scene.
Immediately, the Emperor's laughter and laughter resounded in the Canopy Hall. ….
It was as if Zhan Hui and the others had walked out of the Huagai Hall after a lifetime of walking. Listening to the laughter in the hall, they all gave a helpless smile. Their backs were sore, their knees were swollen, and they were shaking their heads, feeling somewhat sad, troubled, and worried. .
General Zhan Hui led the whole class and took the lead.
Looking back at the Huagai Hall, which is unattainable and surrounded by mountains and hills, the bright yellow and colorful glazed tiles glow like a fairyland artifact.
Zhan Hui blinked, feeling that his eyes were a little blurred.
He lowered his head and looked forward from the steps in front of the Huagai Hall. In front of him was the even more majestic Fengtian Hall, which seemed to lie across the front without Kunlun.
Zhan Hui let out a long sigh, as desolate as this autumn, which made him even more lonely.
"I started my career in Wuyuan, Huizhou. My father was a minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and a bachelor of the Imperial Academy, and he lived a distinguished life."
"I studied literature when I was young, and became a scholar during the fifteen years of Hongwu. The early years of the country were extremely difficult. Your Majesty pioneered the Ming Dynasty, reshaped the orthodoxy of the Han family in the Central Plains, and promoted talents. As a scholar, I will test talents in the spring and serve as the supervisory capital in October. The position of censor can be described as a great blessing from the emperor."
"Since that year, I have repeatedly moved to official positions. In the summer and June of the 23rd year, I became the censor of Zuodu and the minister of the Ministry of official affairs, taking the same position as my father, and adding the title of prince Shaobao."
"It's been twelve years now."
Zhan Hui had a look on his face, and when he looked back, Huagai Palace had been left far behind.
The palace is majestic, and the soldiers in golden armor are like gods.
It's always like this in the palace.
Yu Xin, Wang Jun, Ru Yu, and Ren Hengtai all followed silently the Prince Shaobao, the Grand Scholar of Wenhua Palace, and the Minister of Civil Affairs who had been in charge of the Ming Dynasty for five years.
None of the four spoke.
Zhan Hui shook his head: "It took me twelve years to walk here from outside the palace. The ranks of your Majesty are stacked up, and the gold bricks are everywhere. The fortune of the country is like bamboo shoots, and it takes three feet a day. I am old, and I can walk in a day. After two feet, I felt sleepy and tired."
The eyes of Yu Xin and the others flickered, and their hearts were already quietly stirring up a thousand waves.
The current civil servant leaders of the Ming Dynasty have already expressed the intention of giving in.
The four of them stopped in unison.
Ren Hengtai couldn't bear it and said in a low voice: "The scholar is extremely talented and indomitable. He is diligent in government affairs. Your Majesty has received many praises. Why do you say this?"
Zhan Hui shook his head and continued to walk. He no longer looked like he was walking slowly in the Huagai Palace just now. He led the four of them to continue walking outside the palace: "Although I am very smart, I can do whatever your Majesty asks me to do. However, It is good to make predictions about what is above, and at such times, one should bravely retreat from the rapids and not worry about what is above."
The faces of the four people following Zhan Hui became more serious.
Yu Xin even whispered: "His Majesty has not yet made clear the responsibilities of the Wenhua Palace Bachelor. Brother Zishan will..."
Zhan Hui nodded calmly: "For twelve years, I have been a highly respected minister. I have nothing to ask for. I just want to go back to my hometown to entertain my grandchildren and enjoy family happiness. Today, when I leave the palace, I will hand-write my resignation and beg for my body." "
After finishing speaking, Zhan Hui's face was no longer nostalgic, and his steps were steady.
Inside the Huagai Hall.
After the Tian family was in harmony for a while, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand gently, and then his eyes gradually calmed down.
"Sun Gou'er."
Zhu Yuanzhang called out dully.
Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi looked at each other and silently stepped aside. ….
"His Majesty."
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Sun Gou'er and said, "Draw up the decree and add Prince Zhan Hui, Taibao, Guanglu, Zhuguo. Stay and wait."
The prince and Taibao are from the first rank, and the same is true for Guanglu doctor and Zhuguo.
It can almost be called a truly supreme minister.
When Sun Gou'er first heard this, he was shocked. He didn't know why the emperor suddenly wanted to reward Zhan Hui so generously, but when he heard the last sentence of "staying in mind," it was a sudden surprise in his heart.
Without any time to think about it, Sun Gouer bowed and lowered his eyebrows: "I obey the order."
Zhu Gaochi, who was standing aside, secretly tugged on Zhu Yunxi's sleeve.
Zhu Yunxi frowned and turned his head to look at Xiaopang, opening his mouth slightly to give a silent expression.
But he was also obviously surprised in his heart.
He carefully looked past Xiaopang and looked at his father, who was still buried among the piles of eucalyptus slips. He saw that his father was also looking at him at this time, and silently shook his head.
Zhu Yunxi nodded, turned back and lowered his head.
The old man wants Zhan Hui to give way.
The purpose of waiting for Zhan Hui to take the initiative to resign and beg for his remains is to retire and return to his hometown.
This time, they were slightly less successful.
"This time, I think you are slightly better."
Outside the Huagai Hall, Zhu Gaochi, who was driven out by the old man, put his hands in his pockets, turned his head to look at Zhu Yunxi beside him, and said something indifferently.
Zhu Yunxi blinked and looked at Xiaopang: "Zhan Hui is a very good official, he understands the situation and is very good at doing things, but he can't sit on the same stool after all."
Zhu Gaochi winked for a while, then whispered: "If you say that, they and you won't be able to sit on the same stool."
"So, grandpa has just prepared the most glorious honor for Zhan Hui."
Zhu Yunxi walked forward quickly, looked back at Xiaopang with a smile on his face, and replied solemnly.
In the final analysis, the imperial court is governed by people, and the establishment of systems and rules will never develop as the original founders expected.
So in order to correct and compensate for the development process
If you make a mistake, replacing the old person with a new person is the best choice.
It only took Zhan Hui one year to leap from a seventh-rank minor official to a second-rank Zuodu censor. After more than ten years, he moved forward step by step, all the way to the present, becoming the civil servant leader of Yingtian Chaotang.
He represented the thoughts of a large number of civil servants.
Now, it's time for him to leave here.
And the imperial court was able to digest the various benefits after his departure and move forward with a new look.
Zhu Gaochi hurriedly jogged a few steps to keep up with Zhu Yunxi who was walking ahead.
After following him, he calmly said without getting angry or sweating: "Who is the trusted official minister? There is also a vacancy for the bachelor of Wenhua Palace. Grandpa has never understood this matter. Purpose and responsibility."
Zhu Yunxi stopped, frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "I think it should be Zhai Shan. The book "Zhu Si Qi Zhang" he edited seems to have been completed.
This book is imitated from the "Tang Shuodian". In our dynasty, officials were divided into various departments from the Fifth Military Governor's Office, the Sixth Ministry, and the Imperial Procuratorate, and compiled into a book. This is an act of revising the official system of our dynasty, which can be described as a great achievement. Grandpa likes this kind of person, maybe he will be promoted. "
Zhu Gaochi thought for a while and shook his head. Even if he threw a brick from the city wall in Beijing, he could hit a red-robed official. He didn't know Zhai Shan. ….
Turning his head, Zhu Gaochi's eyes darkened, and his whole face turned down: "Why do you have to ask me to become an official in the court? Now that you have established a tax office, you still want me to go back to Peking to be an official. Crown Prince?"
"Can you lead the army to kill the Yuan people in Peiping like my fourth uncle?"
Zhu Yunxi curled his lips. Now there is an irreparable gap between him and the civil servants. There is no way to do this. Even if there is no reform, the king, monarch and ministers will never be of the same mind.
At this time, we can only unite the clan and stabilize the noble generals.
Zhu Gaochi started shaking his head violently without even thinking about it.
Let yourself wear battle armor, carry a long knife and spear, and ride on horseback to charge into the battle?
It would be most appropriate to ask the second and third sons to do this kind of thing and let them fight for life and death.
At most, he is just a food supply officer in charge of the Chinese army.
Zhu Yunxi snorted twice: "You can't do that kind of thing. Do you want to consider taking over the vassal status and moving back to the south of the Yangtze River to serve as an official in the court?"
Zhu Gaochi didn't even shake his head now, and suddenly he was like a frightened bird. He opened his arms like a monkey on the tree and jumped out half a foot away.
"It's your business if you want to be beaten, don't splatter my blood!"
Zhu Gaochi screamed twice, veins on his forehead were beating wildly, and he looked around in fear, with wisps of murderous intent in his eyes.
Anyone who hears this should wait to go to the mass graves outside the city.
Zhu Yunxi curled his lips, saying that he was just moving back from Peking for King Yan. The fat man was still as timid even though he had lost weight.
Zhu Gaochi was breathing heavily. After a long time, he gradually calmed down. While patting his chest, he changed the topic in a low voice and said, "You are going to get married soon. Is it time to dedicate this sweet potato to grandpa?"
"Just these two days. Yuan Sutai from Shanglinyuan Supervisor just reported yesterday and they are ready."
Zhu Yunxi answered casually.
Zhu Gaochi turned his eyes and whispered in a voice that only Zhu Yunxi could hear: "You are getting married, Fei... How is that guy in Zhongdu doing?"
Zhu Yunxi looked at Xiaopang, sighed, and then smiled slightly: "He... is doing very well!"
…
"I can't get through this day!"
Autumn in Fengyang Imperial City is the most boring time. The ground is covered with autumn leaves, and those damn slaves will always take several shots to clean them all.
Sitting on the steps, Zhu Yunwen was wearing a very clean washed coarse linen clothes, leaning against the wall, with his elbows on his knees, his palms dragging his cheeks, and looking sideways at the gray sky.
Zhu Yunwen felt that he really didn't want to live anymore, not even a day longer.
Living in this desolate Fengyang Imperial City, Zhu
Yun Wen felt like an old man who was about to rot. Every moment, a scraper scraped away a large piece of his body, flesh, and bones.
Even though he was wearing a beautifully embroidered mandarin duck sachet, which contained common flowers and spices found in the fields, Zhu Yunwen still felt that as long as he stayed in this restricted area, he would only smell the smell of corruption in his nose.
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Only when he notified the Xinguo Duke's Mansion and the Zhongdu Remaining Department, walked out of the imperial city, went to the small courtyard under the east city wall, and drank a bowl of sugar water cooked by her herself, would he feel that he was still alive, and smell the smell in his nose. All that comes are the sweetest scents in the world.
"She must still be busy now."
"I'm scolding the stove that's always under-fired."
"There are also those neighbors who always tease her about her inability to marry."
Zhu Yunwen just leaned against the moss-grown palace wall, looking at the gray sky, with a smile on his face, and muttered in a low voice.
"Build her a new stove!"
"The fire made by the new stove is the hottest in Fengyang City!"
Zhu Yunwen suddenly muttered, and his eyes gradually gained a different light.
"We can't let those hateful guys tease her anymore..."
Once upon a time.
As if he had made a decision, Zhu Yunwen suddenly stood up, bit his lips and clenched his hands.
"I want to marry her!".
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