The whole village of Anle Village is doing something treacherous.
The firewood under the valley illuminated the surrounding mountains and forests. The swaying firelight emitted patches of sparkling light in the gurgling stream.
Some villagers accidentally dropped the bluestones on the ground while carrying them to the oil pool.
A crisp sound.
The waist-thick bluestone that could be used to protect the river embankment was completely shattered.
Li Zhicheng's face was tense, and he opened his mouth and shouted at the two people several times.
But being far away, Sun Cheng on the mountainside couldn't hear what the other party was shouting.
But when I think about it, they are all unpleasant words of reprimand.
"My subordinates believe that things in Anle Village will not be that simple."
Beside Sun Cheng, Beizhen Fusi's subordinates crouched behind a tree, spoke in a low voice, and stared dimly at the people of Anle Village who were still destroying bluestones down the mountain.
Sun Cheng nodded.
You don't need to think about this to know that there must be a big secret behind Anle Village.
Judging from the techniques of these people in Anle Village, they are all experienced veterans. In the past, they may have only used this method so that the bluestones could be replaced frequently and Anle Village could have a stable income.
But it involves things on the river.
This is the crime of decapitation, and people in Anle Village cannot be unaware of it.
Once the river is built and the Yellow River is stable, will there really be no one in Anle Village to buy bluestones?
it's out of the question.
Between earning more money and food or risking a crime that may be beheading, anyone who is not a fool knows how to choose.
Is it the Jin gentry from Henan Prefecture, or the White Lotus Sect who showed their hands and feet in Zhongdu this time.
This is a question that Sun Cheng is thinking deeply about now.
"Go back, send the message out, and wait for His Highness's decree."
Sun Cheng took one last look at the villagers of Anle Village in the valley, with a look of disdain on his face, and turned around to give an indifferent order.
Wanting to live a better life cannot be an excuse for them to plot evil, to create chaos in the country, or even to engage in rebellion.
What's more, this was less than thirty years after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, so these people had no reason to do these things.
No matter what the reasons are for Anle Village.
Sun Cheng always believed that these people should be severely punished.
Violence is always a last resort, not a first choice. The new policy of the imperial court has just been implemented and is in the process of being implemented in local prefectures and counties.
Anyone who tries to create chaos will become the enemy of the larger number of people who yearn for a better life.
There is no room left in Anle Village, and it is impossible to survive this crime alive.
His Highness needs a model, and the imperial court also needs to use Anle Village to give the world a warning.
After giving instructions to go down the mountain, Sun Cheng walked behind everyone, his eyes dimly thinking about the outcome that Anle Village might eventually face.
When the group of them quietly returned to the courtyard behind the Anle Village ancestral hall, the stalker who had been knocked down earlier was still sleeping deeply in his original position.
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And in the distant Yingtian City.
The capital is always so lively. Before dawn, people will get up and be busy with the new day. Only late at night will they sleep peacefully with a tired but satisfied mood.
When the three hundred and sixty-five morning bells sounded throughout Yingtian City from Zhongshan Mountain, Jilong Mountain, Xiaowutai Mountain, Qingliang Mountain, etc., the people in the city slowly woke up.
In the imperial city area in the east of the city, Chang'an Right Gate and Xi'an Gate are always the busiest places.
The memorials gathered by the officials living in the city and the general affairs envoys will enter the imperial city from the right gate of Chang'an.
The Xi'an Gate is the passage for many ministers of the feudal lords and military aircraft from various places to present their important reports directly into the palace.
There is a court meeting today.
It is held at Fengtian Gate in front of Fengtian Hall.
In addition to the officials in Beijing, the meeting was chaired by Emperor Hongwu, who had not attended court meetings for a long time, and assisted by the Crown Prince Zhu Biao, who had been presiding over court meetings recently.
Zhu Gaochi, the eldest son of Prince Yan of the Ming Dynasty and head of the tax department, was wearing the prince's crown prince's uniform. Now he has transformed into a somewhat muscular body, which perfectly supports the prince's crown prince's uniform.
When walking around, he looks very impressive.
He went to the tax office early in the morning, compiled yesterday's summary, and summarized the recent official affairs of the tax office.
Afterwards, Zhu Gaochi led people out of the tax office.
After leaving the tax office, there were six subjects in the gallery next to them.
After passing through Youshun Gate, you will see the square between Meridian Gate and Fengtian Gate.
Nei Wulong Bridge spans the Jinshui River.
Zhu Gaochi was a clan relative and was also the head of the tax department. No matter where he started, he could cross the Nei Wulong Bridge and attend the court meeting near the Fengtian Gate.
As for the other people from the tax office, they were all left on the south side of Neiwulong Bridge.
After crossing Neiwulong Bridge, we found our place.
Zhu Gaochi saw a big, black smiling face under the Fengtian sect, gesticulating vigorously at him.
He coughed lightly, looked at the shameless Zhu Shangbing who was about to catch up with Yingtian City Wall, and signaled him to pay attention to his royal dignity.
Captain Crying Whip began to crack his whip under the Fengtian Gate.
It is not a normal thing for everyone to be obsessed with the emperor's visit to the court meeting between the two emperor's great-grandsons all day long.
The figures of the emperor and the crown prince have appeared behind Fengtian Gate.
Zhu Gaochi glanced at the three remaining cabinet ministers in Beijing.
Ren Hengtai, Xie Jin and Xu Yungong.
After them, there were all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.
As for what will happen in today's meeting, it has been decided after the cabinet meeting.
Zhu Gaochi was very sure that this was the topic of today's meeting.
Now that the New Deal has been implemented for almost a year, there needs to be an open discussion within the court to identify problems, solve problems, explore new directions, and develop new thinking.
certainly.
Zhu Gaochi was very skeptical about what method his affable imperial grandfather would choose to use to solve the problem if there was a problem.
During this time, there were many unfamiliar faces in the capital.
Every evening, Zhu Gaochi would climb to the wall of Xi'an Gate and look at the entire Yingtian City.
Under the light of the setting sun, he felt more and more fog rising in front of him.
Behind him, in the imperial city, an Emperor's Sword was preparing to attack, using its incomparable sword energy to split the dense fog that enveloped it.
Now the whole situation of the DPRK has become increasingly clear.
Although the New Deal will encounter a lot of overt or covert resistance, it is precisely because the imperial court is implementing the New Deal that it can be seen more clearly what direction everyone in the world is heading.
Behind the Fengtian Gate, the two familiar figures pulled Zhu Gaochi out of his thoughts.
The supervisory censors of the Taiyuan Yuan began to chant, correcting the officials' demeanor at the last moment.
Sun Gou'er, the chief steward of the inner palace, quickly arrived at the two chairs that had been placed under the Fengtian Gate.
"The emperor has arrived."
"The Crown Prince has arrived."
The two most majestic men in the empire appeared under Fengtian Sect.
All officials, whether civil or military, or clan members, waved their robes and knelt on the ground.
"Long live your Majesty."
"Prince Chitose."
The officials acted in unison, and the ministers knelt down in front of Fengtian Gate.
Zhu Yuanzhang did not sit down immediately, but held the chair with one hand and put his hand on his waist, looking at the courtiers in front of Fengtian Gate.
The old man is planning to operate on someone again.
Zhu Gaochi, who was standing below, was thinking, and couldn't help but turn around and glance at the civil and military officials on the ground.
Sun Gouer faithfully performed his duties as the most complete eunuch in the Ming Dynasty.
"Every official has his own right."
As soon as he opened his mouth, it meant that today's court meeting had entered into the main topic.
Officials also follow the unspoken rules of the court.
Generally speaking, memorials at court meetings are sorted according to official rank. Although it was not stated explicitly, this was what everyone did.
unless.
Just like today.
The three members of the cabinet did not speak, and then people turned their attention to the senior officials of the Sixth Department, the Third Law Department, and the Fifth Military Governor's Office.
Even when these people didn't speak.
Next are officials such as ministers of various ministries and ministers of five temples.
This is the time.
A person walked out of the military team.
He was young, probably in his early thirties, and was wearing a red robe with a peacock embroidered on the front and back patches.
He straightened the black gauze on his head, hugged the wat board, and buckled the off-the-plan gold belt around his waist to the middle.
Qi Tai held the wat board with both hands and bent down: "Qi Tai, the left minister of the Ministry of War, has a script to report."
This person is also famous for his memory in the court.
At the beginning of the year, officials were deposed and demoted one after another in the imperial court, and Qitai also took advantage of the situation and was promoted to the position of left minister of the Ministry of War.
The emperor will play it accurately.
On the contrary, Zhu Gaochi below looked unexpectedly at the left minister of the Ministry of War.
If I remember correctly, Brother Hei had mentioned this person's name before.
However, judging from Brother Xi's expression, it seems that he doesn't like this person.
If Brother He doesn't like it, then there must be something wrong with this person.
Zhu Gaochi held the wat board with both hands, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Qitai up and down for a while.
Qi Tai also spoke at this time: "Your Majesty, the generals who conquered the east, Duke Cao, the generals who conquered the south, and the founding father, have returned to the capital and submitted their reports to the Ministry of War. They will lead the two armies' meritorious officers back to Beijing in the near future. Report from the Ministry of War Please tell me, Your Majesty, where the two generals should be stationed after they return to Beijing."
Zhu Gaochi, who squinted his eyes, couldn't help but blink.
What is this?
The Minister of War sent a memorial to the cabinet, and it was submitted to the cabinet to vote on the matter, which could be considered a final decision.
Under the Fengtian Gate, Zhu Yuanzhang maintained his initial posture and spoke calmly: "The meritorious soldiers of the two armies who have returned to Beijing will be stationed at the right guard of the Fujun Primary School. Let Chang Sheng and Li Jinglong go to the Ancestral Temple to wash away their dust and settle down to rest."
This means that all those who returned to Beijing from the Eastern Expedition and the Southern Expedition entered Yingtian City directly. Chang Sheng and Li Jinglong went directly to the Ancestral Temple to wait for the order.
This is an honor bestowed by the emperor.
Qitai bowed to accept the order and silently returned to the train.
When Qitai returned to the train, Zhu Gaochi was full of doubts.
That's it?
It seems like nothing happened.
But at the next moment, someone else walked out of the train.
"My lord, Jiang Yi, the imperial censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, has requested your majesty to select and appoint officials from the fourth and third divisions of Yingzhou as soon as possible. This time, the general who conquered the East returned to the capital and was granted the title of Jin. This is because the imperial court has clear rewards and punishments, but it takes time. It has been a long time. The imperial court has already expressed the intention of setting up four roads in Yingzhou, and I thought that preparations should be made early to stabilize Yingzhou."
Jiang Yi was promoted from the position of minister of the Ministry of Industry to the official of Zhengyintang of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, tightened his expression.
At the same time, Yu Xin, the Minister of Household Affairs not far away, was also nervous.
The imperial court has long planned to add four more Yingzhou roads, and it has also been rumored that it will select senior ministers from the court to take charge.
Although he is called a Fang Bo, he is a high official in the border area.
However, the minister is the second-rank official, and the chief envoy is only the second-rank official.
Not to mention, the ministers can have power and responsibilities covering the whole world, but the chief minister can only walk in one place.
Wang Jun was the first to react and immediately left his post and said: "Your Majesty, I recommend Zou Xueyu, the prefect of Yingtian Prefecture, and Qiu Fengzhen, the prefect of Fengyang Prefecture, to be two of the four governors of Yingzhou."
One is the prefect of the capital, and the other is the prefect of Zhongdu. Both of them are half a level higher than the local prefects. Normally, promotion would not lead to the administration of the government in one step.
But now it’s time to go to that damn place in Yingzhou.
In the eyes of the civil and military officials of the current Dynasty, Yingzhou is a bitter and cold place that is even more marginal than Qiongzhou Prefecture.
Zou Xueyu and Qiu Fengzhen went to Yingzhou to serve as chief envoys. Their promotion in rank was a bit fast, but it was reasonable.
In Wang Jun's mind, there was another consideration.
Zou Xueyu was a close friend and had been working with Gao Chunfeng in Jiaozhi Road for many years. He was very domineering in Yingtian. He only had to submit a note to the cabinet to get approval for anything he wanted to do.
If we can get this person out of Yingtian and out of the Central Plains, it will save those people a lot of help.
As for Qiu Fengzhen, she was completely bundled and sold by Wang Jun.
The capital and the prefect of Zhongdu went to Yingzhou.
It can be said that the imperial court attaches great importance to the Four Ways of Yingzhou, and these two people can be regarded as capable ministers in the court.
Under the Fengtian sect.
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were calm and he never showed any expression.
below.
Zhai Shan, the official minister, who had been cultivating his body and mind for a long time, gently stretched out half of his right foot forward.
At this time.
Zhu Gaochi, however, walked out in front of the official minister, who seemed to have no sense of presence in the court now, and walked all the way to the middle of the civil and military train.
"My lord, Zhu Gaochi, the tax bureau chief, has something to report."
Seeing the fat boy from the fourth family standing up, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes finally had a different look.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You say."
Zhu Gaochi held the wat board in his hand, and his courteous manners were impeccable, and he bowed.
"I believe that the two people recommended by Wang Shangshu are not suitable for the establishment of four new affairs in Yingzhou."
As soon as Zhu Gaochi finished speaking, the civil service train in front of Fengtianmen made a noise as thin as mosquitoes and flies.
Everyone's eyes were vaguely looking at the prince of Prince Yan's palace, who looked a bit naive and held a wat board, no different from ordinary civil servants.
Everyone was surprised, and countless doubts arose.
Is this the clan starting to participate in government affairs?
Would the emperor allow such a thing to happen?
But when they think of this, people sigh.
The Crown Prince of Yan has been in charge of the tax department for a long time. He is in charge of the tax department of the world tax department and indirectly controls countless tax soldiers.
Is this young third-generation clan member going to start to make a name for himself in the court?
Everyone's mind is filled with questions.
But for Zhu Gaochi, he was very helpless.
Zou Xueyu cannot be moved away, not only because he is a person of Xinxue, but also not only because he was personally arranged by Brother Xi to be the prefect of Yingtian.
What's more, whatever the tax office wants to do, it has always been tried in Yingtian Mansion.
Zou Xueyu was very cooperative because he and Gao Yangzhi had been doing new things when they were on Jiaozhi Road.
If someone else comes up rashly.
Zhu Gaochi felt that his thin body might be losing weight again.
He held his head high and looked at Wang Jun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, who was standing in front of him. He turned back and looked at him with doubts in his eyes.
Our Mr. Chi is going to show off too!
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