"Your Majesty, I also have my own memorial!"
Fan Jingwen, minister of the Ministry of Industry, also went to work: "Your Majesty, it is reported that there is little rainfall in Gansu, Ningxia, Shaanxi, Shanxi and other places in the upper reaches of the Yellow River. It is expected that the dry season of the Yellow River will be extended this year.
The dry season from May to July is when farming is busy in these provinces, so river management may not be possible, but after July there is a two-month free period where people can be organized to transport stones, etc.;
During the dry season from December of the end of the year to February of the following year, people can be organized to clear the silt and consolidate the embankments.
I think that we can withdraw another three million taels of silver from the palaces of these vassal princes and deposit them with the chief secretaries until the end of the year.
This can not only reduce the trouble of transportation back and forth, but also make dredging plans in advance and strive to complete the dredging work in the shortest possible time. "
"Can!"
The ministers were shocked again. At the beginning of the year, when the ministries were making budgets, the emperor had already given the Ministry of Industry 3 million taels of silver to treat the river, and now he has given another 5 million taels.
The cost of one year is worth the cost of the previous ten years, which is really a generous sum.
Chongzhen stared at Fan Jingwen: "Fan Aiqing, the management of the Yellow River is not something that happens overnight. Now the Ming Dynasty cannot free up its hands to vigorously control the river, but it cannot tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall.
There are some places where there is no solution, such as the section of Kaifeng Mansion where there is a river hanging above the ground, so we can only continue to dredge it.
In some places, things that can be put in place at once can be put in place directly, such as flood control embankments in river mouth areas, etc.
Repair it as thickly as you can. Don't destroy it when the flood comes and continue repairing it after it's gone. If you can't finish it in one year, it will take ten or a hundred years.
I still say the same thing, if you want money, give money, and if you want people, if there are still people causing trouble in the middle, they will be blamed on me and start a killing spree.
Do you understand what I mean? "
"I understand!"
"In addition, another one million taels of silver will be allocated to the rivers to clean up the rivers used for water transportation to ensure the smooth flow of the rivers. The Ministry of Public Security must monitor this!"
"I obey the decree!"
Fan Jingwen, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, and Bi Ziyan, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, responded at the same time.
After a few more instructions, Chongzhen got off the platform, and the sound of retreating was heard, making the officials stunned.
When they tried to see who it was, there was no one on the platform.
"What's going on? It wasn't Wang Zhongguan who just called for resignation?"
"It seems to be Gao Shiming, the handprinter of the Supervisor of Ceremonies. How could this person be the official Wang Zhongguan?"
"I saw Zhongguan Wang yesterday morning. Are you sick?"
…
The ministers were discussing in a low voice. It had to be said that the people who could enter the morning court were basically human beings, and they immediately realized that something was unusual.
The ministers were chatting in low voices, but cold sweat broke out on the backs of the princes, and their faces turned pale again.
No one knows what is going on with Wang Chengen better than the parties involved.
"His Royal Highness Prince Fu, go and sit down at the Ministry of Rites, and I will tell you about the clan's mansion..."
Liu Zongzhou, the Minister of Rites, who was standing next to Prince Fu and was talking, stopped mid-sentence and asked curiously: "Hey, Your Highness Prince Fu, what's wrong with you? Why are there so many beads of sweat on your forehead? Are you feeling uncomfortable? How about we change the date?"
King Fu was excited and said quickly: "No, no, there is no need to change the date. Let's go now. Your Majesty has told us to do it as soon as possible!"
"King Qin, King Dai... let's go!"
"Okay, okay, let's go now!"
After speaking, several feudal kings rushed out of the Huangji Palace, as if something terrible had happened in the Huangji Palace.
The officials looked a little puzzled, and they all followed him one after another.
In Dongnuan Pavilion, Chongzhen looked at Li Ruolian: "Search every clan house, Jin Yiwei will monitor the whole process, and those who dare to reach out will be chopped into pieces!
In addition, when the big news comes out tomorrow, you can close the network. I want to see who is fanning the flames behind it. "
"I obey the decree!"
After Li Ruolian left, Chongzhen handed Yuan Keli the collegial agreement on the reduction of rank: "Yuan Aiqing, draw up an edict based on this collegial agreement, print it in the Ming Dynasty Daily tomorrow, and then send it out three hundred miles away along with the imperial edict to various places.
Tell them that they can only post the edict after surrounding each prince's palace. After the edict is posted in the city where the prince's palace is located, it will be transmitted from the city to the states and counties! "
"I obey the decree!"
Yuan Keli bowed and exited Dongnuan Pavilion.
After he walked out of the Qianqing Palace gate, his brows furrowed. Although he had only glanced at it a few times, he could clearly feel that the entire Qianqing Palace was much more tightly guarded than the previous few days.
The strangest thing is that Wang Chengen is not here in Dongnuan Pavilion, and neither is Gao Shiming. This is completely abnormal.
After looking back at the Qianqing Palace, Yuan Keli shook his head, threw his doubts behind his mind, and grinned as he looked at the collegial agreement in his hand.
One of the many cancers that dragged down the Ming Dynasty has finally disappeared. The prosperous age of the Ming Dynasty is really coming.
In Dongnuan Pavilion, Chongzhen looked at the vacant Dongnuan Pavilion, shook his head gently, and then took out a memorial from the golden cabinet.
I saw a line of title on each folded page of the memorial, and dense handwriting below.
Jiannu, Mongolian tribes, clans, Confucius family, currency reform, naval fleet, maritime ban, Yellow River, water transportation...
After flipping through the pages, Chongzhen took up his pen and drew a checkmark on the clan clan, then a cross on the Kong family, and then turned to the blank page and wrote the name Yao.
If Wang Chengen was on the side, he would know that the emperor would deal with the Kong family next.
"The Confucius family involves the world's students, moral ethics, and imperial examination reform..."
Chongzhen's eyes flashed as he was thinking about how to deal with the Kong family.
Time passed while thinking, and the people finally got the information they wanted to know most.
Daming Daily was once again violently bought out, and immediately the entire city of Beijing fell into heated discussion.
In a teahouse in Dongcheng, a group of old tea drinkers gathered together.
"Destroy after three generations, and kill after five generations. Your Majesty's method is quite good. From now on, the number of vassal kings will remain at a relative level.
Once the upper strata are included, as long as the upper strata are not in chaos, the lower strata will not be in chaos. It is really high. "
"Hahaha, will these vassal kings complain that their ancestors' reign is too short? Otherwise, their throne can last a little longer!"
"Are you mentally ill? Your ancestors have been in power longer. Are there still people like them?"
"You're not right either. It doesn't matter if they are there or not. The main thing is that the vassal throne can last longer!"
On the streets of the outer city, piles of people gathered together, pointing at the newspapers in the middle.
"Hiss... the emperor is really ruthless. With one slash, he kicked out ninety-nine percent of the clan!"
"Where is the cruelty? Didn't you see that he was compensated with ten taels of silver and five acres of fertile land? The emperor is still kind!"
"What's the matter, do you mean to cut them all off? Do you know what a clan with more than 200,000 people means?"
"Hmph, if you ask me, it's not ruthless enough. I'll just keep the feudal throne and won't ennoble anyone else!"
"Can you please use your brain? There are too few people in the royal family. What if there is some kind of natural disaster or man-made disaster and everything is overturned?"
"It's better to learn from the Song Dynasty and grant titles to the king, but it is not hereditary. All the children of the royal family are on the same starting line and are granted titles step by step according to merit."
"You only apply to the vassal king, what about the emperor's son? Can he only start with the lowest rank of Fengguo Lieutenant?
Maybe you will be a lieutenant for the rest of your life. If it were you, would you be willing to watch your son suffer? "
"Didn't you find that there is a big loophole in this edict?"
