The emperor regarded Zhu Houzhao as such, and people like Gu Dayong did not dare to fool the emperor easily, because he could not figure out Zhu Houzhao's mind. In this case, how could he know whether the emperor wanted to promote him or get rid of him.
Zhu Houzhao didn't mean to whet his appetite, because he knew that these people had a good relationship in private. Although Liu Jin was a eunuch, to be honest, he still had a certain personality charm, otherwise he wouldn't be able to gather around him. Help people.
In this way, Zhu Houzhao was not sure whether something could be said or not, and since he could not express it explicitly, he could only hint at it first.
At this time, he was like a person who sow discord. In the past, Zhu Houzhao had not had this impulse, but it seemed that his thoughts gradually began to change as soon as he sat in this position.
He began to worry whether the people below were lying to him or whether they were hiding something from him. There is always an urge in my heart to understand everything.
Because he knew that many man-made disasters were actually because the emperor had wrong information. He mistook good people for bad people and bad people for good people. As a result, the court became a mess.
From another perspective, this can't be blamed on him. The main reason is that everyone around him seems to be trying his best to say nice things to him, which makes him feel that there is a web of lies surrounding him.
As a result, the urge to rush out grew in his heart, and he kept warning people around him that they must be honest and honest. Once anyone touches this line in the future, the consequences will be unpredictable.
Gu Dayong helped him change his clothes. It was still cold at night, so Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand and heated it on the brazier before leaving the door of Qianqing Palace.
There were only a few lanterns outside, and everything else was pitch black.
"Great use."
The servant is here.
"Light the lamp, I want to read the memorial."
Gu Dayong was stunned for a moment, looked at the sky, and advised: "Your Majesty, it is still the ugly time (one to three o'clock in the morning). When reading memorials at this time, you must pay attention to the dragon body..."
Zhu Houzhao waved his hand, "I haven't stayed up late and worked overtime for a long time. I feel it now. Go ahead and do it. If you feel sleepy, I will know how to sleep."
Gu Da clicked his tongue, his eyes full of hesitation, but finally he sighed and did it.
So soon after, a picture of oil lamps, ink pens, and memorials appeared together.
"...In the eleventh or twelfth year of Hongzhi, I sent you to Shandong. What was the name of the eunuch who was guarding Shandong at that time?"
Gu Dayong pouted, "Your Majesty, the dragon body is important, you'd better rest..."
"There's so much nonsense. How can a person of several decades be more boring than me? Reply quickly!"
"...Yes! I remember that person's name is You Zhi."
"Based on what you saw and heard when you went to Shandong, are the people in Shandong really suffering?"
Gu Dayong did not dare to tell lies, "If there is a good year, ordinary people's families can still have enough food. I am afraid of a bad harvest in a bad year. Most of the people originally work for a year just to have a mouth to eat, and there is not much food left. If the harvest is not good, you will starve. But it will not lead to death from starvation, but... you will not have enough to eat."
Zhu Houzhao sighed, "Hey. In the early years of Taizu, the population in the country was sparse, and each family had dozens of acres of fertile land, but today they probably can't allocate that much. I heard that the land in the Northeast is fertile because of the climate. It’s cold, but you can always dig out food from the soil to fill your stomach. Do you think if the imperial court immigrated to the Northeast, would any people be willing to go?”….
Gu Dayong's face was a little tangled, "It's hard to say this slave. The people are all resettled, and we need them to leave their hometowns unless they really can't eat and are going to starve to death."
"I got it." Zhu Houzhao skipped this section and shook the memorial in his hand. It was the Shandong garrison eunuch You Zhi who played it for him.
Recently, many local officials have begun to hear about the battle between the emperor and his ministers over the expedition. After the results came out, most officials began to side with the emperor. Therefore, some expressed their opinions, and some made specific suggestions, as well as long-term plans for the country. directional.
You Zhi was talking about immigrating to the Northeast.
"After daybreak, go to the Supervisor of Ceremonies and convey my order to transfer your address to the capital and leave it for him.
The position of a eunuch holding a pen. "
Gu Dayong was shocked. Why did that Shandong guarding eunuch soar into the sky in just one sentence?
"This slave obeys the order." Gu Dayong asked again, "Your Majesty, I dare you to ask more carefully to avoid making mistakes. Is Eunuch You's eunuch Bingbi in charge of rituals?"
Zhu Houzhao didn't even raise his head. He looked at it and said, "Yes."
"Yes, that slave understands."
Such an important position as Chief of Ceremonies requires nepotism, and anyone who becomes the emperor cannot avoid this. But Zhu Houzhao is not Jiajing. His ultimate goal is not to gain power, but to do something reliable after gaining power.
If he is like Jiajing, then he can make the entire court his own, and he can use nepotism in any way.
But if you want to get things done, you have to be a little meritocratic.
After Liu Jin and his gang go down, they will definitely place their own people everywhere. This is a no-brainer. But Zhu Houzhao didn't want to give them a way. As long as he had a close relationship with the emperor, it was enough. At least there must be someone in the inner court who could take charge.
This is also a symbolic move for people outside Liu Jin's group: although they were not lucky enough to get an official position in the East Palace before the emperor ascended the throne, it does not mean that they have no chance to become the Chief of Ceremonies.
As long as things are done well, there are still possibilities.
So this piece needs to be clothed.
Zhu Houzhao didn't want to be surrounded by a bunch of people who could only serve tea and pour water. Then when he really needed to use people, wouldn't it be quite annoying to have a bunch of idiots?
But if such a person suddenly entered the ceremonial prison, their reaction must have been huge.
"Shandong garrison eunuch, please discuss your choice with Liu Jin."
Gu Dayong felt relieved, "Okay, let the slaves do it for Your Majesty."
After that, there was another silence in the Nuan Pavilion. Apart from the sound of the emperor slowly reading the memorials, the only sound left was the sizzling sound of kerosene falling onto the lampstand.
Gu Dayong waited while looking at the emperor anxiously, but he did not dare to make a sound. In the end, he started sobbing beside him in such anxiety.
Zhu Houzhao raised his head in confusion, "Can you be successful? Why are you crying so coldly?"
Gu Dayong wiped his tears and said: "I miss the late emperor. Your Majesty worked so hard. Thousands of miles of country and billions of people are on your shoulders. Although the government is important, no matter how important it is, it is nothing more important than your Majesty's dragon body. Now the servants advise I can’t help but think that if the late Emperor were here, he would definitely feel sorry for Your Majesty and be able to persuade Your Majesty.”….
Zhu Houzhao told him that his heart felt soft. This bastard looked smart, but he seemed to be good at talking.
The mention of Hongzhi also flashed past scenes in his mind. In the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Hongzhi dragged his sick body, thinking about how to do his best all day long.
But this person is no longer here.
But the next moment, he thought again that it seemed that these slaves under his hands were very good at figuring out his thoughts, and the words they spoke were probably carefully thought out and aimed at the softness in his heart.
How could he stay up late and read a few memorials, and these people would feel sorry for him and shed tears? Except for Hongzhi, he didn't believe that anyone else could do this.
Thinking about it, this was probably to please him.
"What do you look like crying?" Zhu Houzhao threw the memorial on the royal eucalyptus with some annoyance, "If you are trying to play with your thoughts here, you are still a bit immature!"
Gu Dayong was greatly frightened when he heard this. He hurriedly knelt down and said, "I made a mistake! Your Majesty, please punish me!"
"Don't read it, it's disappointing." Zhu Houzhao pushed these memorials aside, then narrowed his eyes at Gu Dayong, "Gu Dayong, this is the first time, you are playing tricks in front of me, I will not hold you accountable. But remember, from now on you will work conscientiously and put away those little thoughts, and I won’t think that you are less attentive.”
"Yes, yes, I know I was wrong." The emperor suddenly became angry. Gu Dayong was even more uncertain and could only keep kowtowing.
Fortunately, Qiuyun appeared in Qianqing Palace at this time, and Xiaoxiao helped him out, because the emperor didn't want to see him again and asked him to leave first.
"Your Majesty...why did you get up in the middle of the night?"
"I can't sleep, what about you? Who's the talkative person to wake you up again?"
Qiu Yun walked over and rubbed his shoulders, minding his own business, "Your Majesty, please be less angry. In the middle of the night, you are filled with anger. Anyway, the slaves are here, so it doesn't matter."
"Then please stay with me for a while."
Zhu Houzhao felt bored and started reviewing memorials again. Anyway, he couldn't do anything in the middle of the night.
This continued until the sky became a little brighter, then he went directly to Fengtian Hall to attend the morning ceremony.
"...I read the memorial from Shandong yesterday and stayed up all night. The Ming Dynasty has been in existence for more than a hundred years, but it seems that it has never been as rich as the previous Song Dynasty. The people lived in poverty and the court could not make ends meet. As long as God has a little temper, I have to be hungry. How can I sleep?"
The emperor spoke like this, and the roaring crowd all knelt down.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me for not being able to relieve your Majesty's worries!"
"Where is Uncle Zong?"
"Your Majesty is here." Lin Han came out of the queue and listened to the order with his hands folded.
"This year's policy topic is based on what I just said. Why was the Ming Dynasty not as wealthy as the previous Song Dynasty?"
"I obey your decree!"
"Where's the sacrificial wine?"
The current imperial minister is Zhang Tianrui, "Your Majesty, Zhang Tianrui, is here to see you."
"Go back and make some preparations. I will listen to you introduce the situation of the academy in a few days. The imperial court has established the Medical College, the Military Academy, the Zhixing Academy and the Gwu Academy. Please explain clearly what effects have been achieved so far and what will be done in the next step. .”
"yes!"
Zhu Houzhao stood up and said, "My dear friends, I have already said hello to the cabinet before the end of the year. The government can no longer step on the watermelon rind and slide wherever it goes. It doesn't matter whether it's three years or five years. After all, it will be over. There needs to be a plan. Everyone, go back and think about it. In two days, you will write a memorandum on the matters you are responsible for. We, the monarchs and ministers, will sit down and discuss it carefully!"
Waiting for news from the front line is a painful process for the emperor. At this time, he can only use work to fill himself up. At the same time, he also lets these ministers know what it means to be diligent. They know that they care about the country and the people every day. If you really work hard and show me, I won't exhaust you to death! .
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