(There was an error in the previous chapter, which has been corrected. During the reign of King Hongwu of Han Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty, Kaiyuan of Liaodong was granted to Kaiyuan, and in the 22nd year of Yongle, Zhu Di moved it to Pingliang, Gansu Province. Because of the Jingnan War in the middle, many vassal kings’ fiefdoms were transferred to Zhu Di Change it, our ancestors made it more difficult for us to write.)
A virtuous concubine is the most peaceful. In a harem full of beauties, it is the person with a pleasant personality who will last longer with the emperor.
In order to make the harem harmonious, Zhu Houzhao would try his best to keep a bowl of water even, and only put some effort into maintaining the status of the queen. But he also has a preference in his heart. Things have been troublesome recently, so he is happy to let Xian Fei accompany him.
Concubine Xian likes to write poetry, calligraphy and painting. If she were a boy, she might have to take the imperial examination.
After living in the palace for many years, her mood was always calm, but today the emperor came, which still surprised her, and she quickly ordered her servants to prepare some meals.
Zhu Houzhao came here just to escape from the rules, so he smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will eat whatever the good concubine eats."
"I thought your Majesty was going to visit Sister Shufei today."
Concubine Shen Shu, the emperor has not caused trouble to her recently because of her relatives in Ningxia, just because she is pregnant with Liujia and her due date is approaching.
When the emperor arrived here, he unceremoniously found a recliner covered with soft blankets and lay down. The fragrance was full of fragrance, which seemed to make people fall asleep. After lying down, he let out a long sigh of relief.
When the wise concubine saw this, she stopped saying anything unnecessary. The emperor was busy with state affairs, and now he just wanted to be clean. So she moved a small stool and sat next to him, while she hammered the emperor's shoulders with her own hands.
"Is there anything about Coca-Cola lately?" Zhu Houzhao asked, raising his eyebrows and tilting his head, but did not open his eyes.
"My concubine ordered people to open up two plots of land in the palace yesterday and wanted to plant two peach trees."
This is her pleasure.
"Appreciating peach blossoms?"
The pretty girl nodded, "The first is to enjoy the peach blossoms, and the second is to grow some peaches. When the season comes, Your Majesty will have peaches to eat."
"Then just plant a few more so you don't have enough."
When the emperor said such non-nutritious and brainless words, Concubine Xian knew that he was tired, "Your Majesty, why don't you rest for a while?"
"Ah good."
In the evening, when the sun was about to set, Zhu Houzhao was awakened by the sound of rain outside. When he rubbed his head and turned around to look, he saw Concubine Xian and several palace maids wiping the xylophone on the other side of the curtain.
He felt much better, lifted up the thin quilt on his body, and walked over quietly.
Outside, there is rain falling from the eaves. The rain hitting the ground creates an earthy smell, and the moist air also gives people a cool feeling. Several palace maids wore light blue tops and dark brown skirts. They looked young, and their faces had tender and pretty skin. They were probably feeling happy, chattering and laughing together.
As for Concubine Xian, with her black hair and soft figure, she is the most eye-catching among these women.
"Ahem."
Zhu Houzhao clenched his fist and coughed lightly, which frightened the concubine Xian and the four maids.
They turned around quickly, knelt down and said, "Kowtow to the Emperor."
"Excuse me, I'm a little hungry. Do you have food?"
"It has been prepared. Your Majesty, please sit down for a moment."
Next to the window, the wooden window was opened, and while eating some exquisite side dishes in the rain, Zhu Houzhao finally felt more at ease.
After he finished eating, he started to be dishonest again, driving others away, dragging Concubine Xian into his arms and taking off her clothes one by one. He put his hand in and touched her, and soon her stiff body became hot and soft.
Afterwards, the two cuddled up like this.
Only then did Concubine Xian dare to say: "Your Majesty, state affairs are important, but Your Majesty's dragon body is even more important. Every time I see Your Majesty working so hard, I feel heartbroken and helpless."
"That's nothing. I'm lucky to have such a considerate and lovely person as Concubine Xian. Oh, by the way, I've never heard you talk about your family affairs. I remember that you have a younger brother and a younger sister, right?"
"Your Majesty is busy with everything, but he still thinks about what they will do. They are all in their hometown in Suzhou."
"Oh, Suzhou is a great place. I really want to go there."
Just wait a little longer until these few things in front of you are settled.
It was still raining outside.
The old people say that one autumn rain brings another cold, and if it rains a few more times, it will be freezing cold.
Outside the palace.
There was water on the road. Someone stepped on it a few times. Some of the water dropped to the ground, and some stuck to the trouser legs and was taken away.
Yan Song bought a house in the capital. After serving as an official for five years, his salary was not enough, but it was normal for him to take a little bit. As long as he didn't get a special salary in the capital, he would basically reach out and avoid making a big fuss. The emperor will not pursue the problem.
Today, the door of Yan's Mansion was knocked repeatedly. The people who came were wearing torn silk and satin. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were poor, but their backs were straight and they looked abject but not, which was hard to understand.
After knocking a few times, an old and ugly face appeared inside, saying in a bad tone: "What are you doing?"
The people standing outside folded their umbrellas and put them down, cupped their hands and said, "Please tell me, we want to see Yan Suozheng."
"Do you have a greeting card?" The doorman was still rude.
"Oh, yes."
He said and handed it out.
"Who are you?"
"Zhu Kebin, the lieutenant of Fengguo in the Han Dynasty."
The doorman didn't know who Lieutenant Fengguo was, but he could still understand the words in front of him.
"Oh, then come in first and wait."
So I had to go back to the study to find the master.
Unexpectedly, Yan Song was furious after seeing this, "It is a taboo for the clan to enter the capital without permission. How dare you let them into the palace! Do you think you want me to live longer? Hurry! Find someone to tie them up." Send me off to the official!"
Yan Song knew that some vassal kings might 'like' him because of recent events, but he didn't care about those people. Although they were all descendants of Taizu, these people named Zhu were different from the ones in the palace.
Since Chenghua and Hongzhi, clan clans from all over the country have traveled thousands of miles to report to the capital. There are various reasons for this. The idea of rebellion is no longer the main thing. No one would believe it, because these gangs People are really as poor as ghosts. Why are they rebelling? They just want to eat.
So the main reason is that because the clan is in arrears and some clans with low titles are quite poor, they desperately want to go to the capital to ask for their salary, and some people even get together.
Yan Song of the Han Palace did not understand this either, but the land of Gansu was barren, presumably because the local taxes and grain could not support the clan's salary.
Emperor Hongzhi also gave instructions several times that members of the clan should not go directly to report any problems they had, but should report them to the officials of the palace step by step. However, the biggest problem is not having enough to eat. Who cares if we are going to die?
In real history, this problem actually became more serious during the Zhengde and Jiajing years.
The servants of the Yan Mansion yelled at Yan Song and returned without caring about getting wet in the rain.
"etc!"
As soon as I went out, I heard Yan Song shout again.
Yan Song was thinking that the emperor personally gave him an order to have some disputes and make some noise with Li Mengyang.
What are the consequences? He had thought that many people would scold him.
But I never thought about winning these allies for myself, who have many "poor clans"!
If he ruthlessly ties up all these people and sends them to prison tomorrow, outsiders will wonder, didn't you, Yan Song, defend these people a few days ago? He thought that the imperial court could not move easily. Why did your attitude change overnight?
Although he was confident that he could find a reason to explain, he was worried that it would ruin the emperor's carefully laid plan.
It's okay to be gossiped about by others. It's easy to lose your head about the bad emperor!
Yan Song suddenly felt troubled. These clan members had no abilities and were of no practical use. Would he see it? Damn it! What can I do if I see you?
"Don't arrest them. Ask them to leave, and just say I'm not home, sir."
The servant is in trouble, "But I just informed them that I came to ask for the master's life."
"What are you asking for? Master, I have to report to you immediately where I am going? Just say that I went out without you knowing. Isn't that the end of it?"
"Yes, yes. I understand, little one."
After they left, Yan Song paced around the room with a gloomy look on his face.
The clan issue is quite complicated.
Some people, because they are close to the current emperor and even favored by some, live a luxurious life. For example, the younger brothers of Emperor Hongzhi, including King Qi and King Xing, were all rewarded with hundreds of acres of land by Emperor Hongzhi.
But some people have been in five servers with the emperor, like the King of Han. It has to be traced back to the first generation of King Han. At that time, he and Zhu Di were brothers. How many generations have they been by now? In addition, there are so many people in the family, not only the emperor does not know him, but even the King of Han himself may not be able to recognize him.
The lives of these people are completely insecure.
Anyway, it was Zhu Yuanzhang who started to do this, and all the subsequent emperors also did it. Emperor Zhengde would certainly not be lenient.
So to say that limiting the wealth of feudal lords is actually only partial. There are still some people who don’t have the wealth to limit it for you.
Not to mention it is difficult.
But the more difficult it was, the more Yan Song had the urge to get it done for the emperor. If it was done well, he would be called a considerate person.
He has completed the task originally given to him by the emperor, and now he wants to give results that exceed the emperor's expectations.
The problem with the clan is that the country’s taxes cannot support so many people. If you can afford it, who will owe you a salary?
If you can’t afford it, you have to raise less.
And raising a small number of animals cannot rely on killing. If you find a reason to kill a few today, your ruined reputation has not been restored, and a bunch of them will be born over there.
So there is only one way. Some people cannot be given their salaries.
The next day, Yan Song handed the note into the palace, and he waited for a long time.
Because the emperor was summoning the cabinet and the six ministries and nine officials to issue an order to clean up the eight towns and military camps, the delay was long.
When he entered, the emperor was still holding his waist and twisting.
"Here comes Wei Zhong, come on, come on, sit down."
"I don't dare."
"Why don't you dare?" Zhu Houzhao kept twisting and turning, "I'm here to meet these veterans. They have many senior qualifications and strict rules. It's too tiring to sit and not move, so you should just sit still."
Yan Song felt at ease with the emperor being so close, "Your Majesty, I have something to report to Your Majesty today."
"explain."
"Last night, several members of the Han royal family came to the minister's residence to pay homage to me."
Zhu Houzhao was stunned, "Prince Han's Mansion? The clan will see you?"
"Exactly."
"Have you seen it?"
Yan Song stood up and said, "How can I have the guts to meet a clan who has not been ordered to enter the capital?"
"Actually, it's okay to meet them. Just listen to what they want to do."
"I'd venture to guess that I'm here to ask for the clan's salary."
Zhu Houzhao's head was spinning, "It seems that such things happened when the late emperor was here."
"That's right." After saying that, Yan Song knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I have a plan that I would like to present to Your Majesty."
"Oh?" Zhu Houzhao said with a bit of seriousness on his face, "Come on, let's talk about it."
