When all the news came to Zhu Houcong, he couldn't laugh or cry.
On the one hand, the fact that the emperor was concerned about mere manure actually went beyond the old thinking of those around him.
Even Huang Jin, who was next to Zhu Houcong, also ignored the sentence "I must have some experience in fertilizer production", and when he told Wang Zuo, he only said, "Your Majesty wants to find a dung merchant in the capital." Passed down from level to level, each of the twelve major manure dealers in the capital produced some manure, and they were all frightened and found.
We are not allowed to enter the Forbidden City yet, waiting for His Majesty's order.
After all, they are dung merchants. Should they be allowed to enter the palace to see the emperor? How decent is that?
On the other hand, due to chemical considerations, he had just sent an order to find the alchemy Taoist priest, but he submitted a memorial admonishing him not to cultivate immortality. It was still in the name of "the new method has not been completed, and the Ming Dynasty has not been rich." It was as if Zhu Houcong was promoting the new method. True believer.
Zhu Houcong looked at Huang Jin strangely: "We were talking about farming that day. This fertilizer is related to the livelihood of the people of Ming Dynasty. It's not like you are not around, why do you pass it on like you are catching a thief?"
"...This slave is stupid."
Huang Jin admitted his mistake. He couldn't say that there were too many things that he had to pay attention to for the emperor now. Eighteen companies, printing presses, prime minister worship ceremonies... so many things, which one was not more important than the emperor's need to find a dung dealer?
Zhu Houcong didn't say anything to him about this trivial matter. He just waved his hand and said: "Every walk of life has its own reason for existence. Because they are dung merchants, it is difficult for them to enter the palace? I want to leave the palace, and it is another day. There are a lot of preparations. If you are afraid that the courtiers may have something in mind, then meet them in the direct room of the Supervisor of Ceremonies."
Discrimination has always existed.
After the old farmers arrived at Yangxin Hall, Queen Mother Jiang heard about the situation and muttered a few words when Zhu Houcong went to greet them. It means: Although the important ministers know that it is a good thing for the emperor to emphasize agriculture, it is actually a bit disgraceful. The Yangxin Hall is where important matters of the country are discussed.
If word spreads again that the dung merchant has entered the Yangxin Palace, Zhu Houcong doesn't know how he will be talked about.
Going to the Supervisor of Ceremonies is just a matter of walking a few more steps in the palace.
On the contrary, in the memorial, Zhu Houxuan commented two sentences: It is very good to give advice. I am doing it for the Dao of physics, not for cultivating mysticism.
Chemical things are described as physics, and that’s it for now. Anyway, there were all kinds of people in Huangming University. Zhu Houcong just threw away the reason for studying, saving a lot of explanations.
However, Taoist priests often call them "Dao Dao". After receiving the emperor's approval, the official was stunned for a moment: Could it be that His Majesty's new learning can still accommodate Taoist views?
Then his eyes suddenly flashed: If this thing can work out, then the new learning will be very powerful.
After all, Confucianism and Taoism have been passed down for thousands of years, but now there is a method that can encompass Taoism with Confucianism?
If you make some achievements in this area of knowledge, wouldn't your reputation be passed down through the ages?
The life path of a certain official in the Jiajing Dynasty went astray again. From then on, he spent his whole life on the cause of integrating Confucianism, especially New Learning, with Taoist theory.
Song Hu and others were brought into the palace. Before entering the palace, they were ordered to take a good bath and change into clean clothes.
What's the need? These shit bullies live a much better life than ordinary people and even some sesame officials.
But for psychological reasons, everyone inside and outside the palace who was responsible for handling affairs felt that this should be the case, while the dung tyrants did not dare to say more than a few words. I washed myself up obediently, and then carefully lined up in a row and entered the palace through the door where the eunuchs, eunuchs, and maids usually used to go in and out of the Forbidden City.
What kind of place is the Supervisor of Ceremonies? Now that people have been brought, it is naturally time for them to accommodate the emperor.
Arranged to be crowded into a small room, the other dung tyrants paid no attention to the usual intrigues between them, and just asked Song Hu with their hearts in their throats: "Brother Song, do you have any news?"
Song Hu has some bad news.
He was taken away from home and stayed in Jinyiwei's small dark room all night, and the food was not very good.
"I'm not in prison... I should be fine..."
Song Hu was actually unsure, because were they worthy of being imprisoned?
But no matter what, now that he is brought to the palace, no one can feel at ease.
In the midst of anxiety, another young eunuch from the Supervisor of Ceremonies came over: "When I see Your Majesty later, I need to explain many etiquettes to you clearly. You understand them all!"
The shit bullies were confused: Want to see the emperor?
Isn’t today the day of the prime minister worship ceremony?
…
Today is indeed the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
It is a very common understanding that being a prince and a prime minister is the most important thing for a person to be a minister.
Today is no longer the ancient pre-Qin period. Since the First Emperor, there has been no grand ceremony for worshiping the prime minister. There are many rumors, only a few events such as Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty and Han Xin, and his visit to the altar to pay homage to generals.
Regarding the Ming Dynasty's intention to establish a prime minister and minister of state, during the past period of time, the Ministry of Rites had actually cautiously and cautiously explored the matter of the Prime Minister's Worship Ceremony with the emperor.
Regardless, it was a symbol of special recognition for civil servants.
According to their opinion, this matter must be done to show respect, to inspire the world, and to be handled properly.
After Zhu Houcong received the ritual note presented by the Ministry of Rites, he frowned for a long time.
This cannot be said to be Fei Hong's own thoughts. On the one hand, it is the natural wish of the ministers as a whole: the specifications this time are likely to become the standards in the future, so it is logical that the ministers expect it to be an extremely glorious ceremony. On the other hand, it cannot be said whether Zhang Zilin, a person who was inseparable from Yang Tinghe, was giving Fei Hong eye drops to make the emperor feel more wary of the prime minister and minister of state and rely more on the six ministries and nine ministers.
At the Hub, nothing is simple.
Fortunately, Zhu Houcong is no longer the first brother, so there is a compromise.
The etiquette was simplified to only sending people to offer sacrifices to the country, and then conferring seals and paying homage to the prime minister in the Guoyi Hall.
But Fei Hong also received a very special honor: in future court meetings, when the discussion was held after the ceremony, if Fei Hong did not want to say anything to the emperor, he would have a seat.
Zhu Houcong agreed to this seemingly flattering proposal because he believed that the prime minister really needed to have another dignity so that he could do things easily.
As for whether this honor would threaten the imperial power in the future, Zhu Houcong was afraid that the Prime Minister and Minister of State would be on pins and needles.
After this opinion was conveyed to Fei Hong, Fei Hong rejected it hurriedly and righteously: He was trusted by the emperor, and he could only devote himself to death. How could he need such honors to show his dignity? From the Prime Minister to the Minister of State, down to the ninth-grade minor officials, they are all His Majesty's ministers!
The results haven’t changed, but the process is important. For this process to happen, the emperor expressed his intention to praise the prime minister. The seemingly excessive proposal of the Ministry of Rites was not refuted by the emperor, and the prime minister was very clear about it.
These are all things that happened in the past. Today's Wangri court meeting, as usual, will not only have the usual court officials, but also more senior relatives and more low-ranking officials.
The station method of civil and military trains is already being adjusted.
Now, everyone consciously left the front row alone for Fei Hong.
Leading the civil servants forward, Fei Hong only saw Xu Guangzuo in his side view.
The old Duke seems to be getting older, but he has to attend today's court meeting. The Ming Dynasty worshiped the prime minister. As the representative of a force that the emperor relied on to check and balance the prime minister, he had to be absent.
Thinking back to when he welcomed the emperor back to Beijing more than four years ago, Xu Guangzuo never imagined that he would have to face such a situation today.
The young emperor had already sat on the throne. Xu Guangzuo glanced at him from a distance, wondering whether he knew exactly what the prime minister would become in the future. According to the ancestral teachings, there should be no prime minister, but the current His Majesty obviously does not pay attention to many ancestral teachings.
Xu Guangzuo could not see the changes in the future, but his son Xu Yande was going to be the president of the Ordnance Supervision. Xu Guangzuo knew that at least while His Majesty was still in power, the civil and military officials in the court would not have much choice but to follow his lead. Act in a certain direction.
Xu Guangzuo also glanced at Fei Hong from the corner of his eye, and Xu Guangzuo caught a glimpse of the seriousness between his brows.
Can you not be solemn? Like a man with a awning on his back, who is the target of public criticism, he bears the weight of the country and faces dangerous cliffs and thin ice.
Today is the twelfth lunar month Wangri court meeting, and the next one is the Zhengdan court meeting. Nothing will be discussed at this time. Today, there is almost only one thing that is different from the previous meeting: the emperor pays homage to the prime minister.
After the ministers paid their respects, Zhang Zilin presided over the ceremony.
Zhu Houcong ordered Gu Shilong, the newly appointed Duke of Jingguo, to offer sacrifices to the Sheji altar on his behalf. When he left, the National Assembly Hall fell into silence for a while.
The great affairs of the country lie in military service and sacrifice. In this sacrificial ceremony, heaven is the most important, followed by earth. Offering sacrifices to heaven and earth means receiving orders from heaven. When Fei Hong paid homage to the Prime Minister, no one dared to mention that he wanted to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.
And offering sacrifices to the country's grain means entrusting the country's grain with great importance.
The Sheji Altar is also closer than the Heaven and Earth Altar, just to the southwest of the Forbidden City and west of the Chengtian Gate.
During the time when Gu Shilong went out to offer sacrifices to Sheji, the court officials stood in awe, which was enough to express the importance that the emperor wanted to pay homage to the prime minister.
Only when Fei Hong experienced this process personally did he realize more intuitively that this process was designed to be quite exhausting.
At this moment, there is only one thing in the minds of the ministers: Is this the ceremony for the Prime Minister and Minister of State to be appointed? For this matter, at the Shuowang Dynasty Meeting in the Ming Dynasty, which was second only to the Zhengdan Dynasty Meeting, the monarchs and ministers suspended all discussions on all military and state affairs, just waiting for the sacrifices to be made to the country to be completed and the people who had sacrificed on their behalf to return.
It seems that the monarchs and ministers of the Ming Dynasty can afford to wait for the people entrusted with national affairs.
Now, Zhu Houcong was also sitting on the throne looking at Fei Hong.
Starting today, the relationship between the emperor and his ministers in the Ming Dynasty will enter a new stage.
For Fei Hong, he would have respect and supervision - very hard-core supervision from the emperor and the power he controlled.
It will be a new task for Fei Hong and other future prime ministers and ministers to be willing to do things, dare to do things, but dare not go beyond them.
But now, Zhu Houcong wants to give him glory first and inspire more people.
Fei Hong understood, so he asked En to return to his hometown to pay homage to his ancestors. There is also another ceremony held in Qianshan today.
But he doesn't want things he shouldn't want, such as the chair at the court meeting.
There may be chairs at national policy meetings, but court meetings are increasingly regarded as ceremonial occasions for monarchs and ministers to meet each other, and are a reflection of the dignity of monarchs and ministers.
Nearly half an hour passed before Gu Shilong returned.
After recuperating for nearly a year, his health has improved a bit, and his voice has the calmness and strength of a general on the battlefield: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I have been ordered to offer sacrifices to Sheji on behalf of the country, and have come to return my life!"
Zhu Houcong nodded: "Tell your subjects."
Gu Shilong first bowed to Zhu Houcong again, then turned to the ministers and recited aloud: "Now I have been ordered to offer sacrifices to Sheji. The memorial text says: Your Majesty is thinking of the common people, lays a memorial to the nine soils, feeds the ten thousand people, divides them into five colors to express the seal, and educates the three Farming and harvesting crops, caring for the land, and worshiping the Ming Dynasty. Living in Mengdong at that time, the emperor thought about the importance of the country and the state, and appointed wise ministers and prime ministers to complicated the state affairs. Looking at the pines and cypresses of the concubines and pills, the rocks are consolidated in the boundless territory; the millet seedlings are supported by the gods. Yu Bugui. Enjoy!"
Zhu Houcong stood up after hearing this: "Please give the Prime Minister and Minister of State Baoyin."
Zhang Zuo solemnly dragged a plate over and Zhu Houcong picked up the printing box wrapped in silk with both hands and walked over slowly.
"This important responsibility is entrusted not only to Fei Qing, but also to all the ministers."
Fei Hong knelt down and bowed with great salute: "I am scared, Your Majesty is so kind to me, but I am so brave and courageous that I dare not slack off even a little bit."
"I will serve my life wholeheartedly and live up to His Majesty's expectations."
Inside and outside the State Council Hall, in addition to honorable relatives, many yamen officials who had direct control over the State Council Hall knelt down, waiting for the emperor to grant Fei Hong his seal.
There is a clear distinction between Jing and Wei in the hall.
Those standing were those who directly obeyed the emperor's orders: the military, ministers, general affairs envoys, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Dali Temple, the General Department of Public Security, and the presidents of the eighteen state-owned enterprises.
Those kneeling are civil servants in a more narrow sense.
Because the emperor said something and asked his ministers.
Only then did Zhu Houcong hold the seal box with both hands: "Fei Hong, this is conferred with the precious seal of the Prime Minister and the Minister of State. I hope that you will supervise all the officials and implement the policies decided by the National Policy Conference, so that the provinces of Ming Dynasty can be governed and all the people can live in peace. Live up to my high expectations!”
Another tone was set. The Prime Minister and Minister of State were both a member of the National Policy Council and took charge of specific work related to daily government affairs under the direction of the National Policy Council headed by the emperor.
"I will bear this in mind and I will live up to His Majesty's high expectations."
"Receive the seal."
"I accept the decree, long live your majesty! Long live! Long live your Majesty!"
After receiving the seal, he respectfully placed it in front of him, and then bowed again.
When he stood up again under the guidance of etiquette, Zhu Houcong had already sat back on the throne and looked at him with a smile: "Fei Qing, please accept the congratulations of all officials in your new identity."
The emperor spoke, and Wang Qiong and others immediately bowed to Fei Hong solemnly: "See Mr. Fei."
Regarding the new title of the prime minister, it was Fei Hong's own opinion.
His Majesty is still here, and the Prime Minister is still assisting the government. This auxiliary word is the best, although I don’t understand why Your Majesty used the word 理.
In the past I was the chief assistant, now I am the chief assistant, that's it.
Fei Hong kept his posture very upright and accepted everyone's greetings. He also solemnly expressed that he would assist the emperor with all his heart and asked his colleagues to cooperate fully.
The inauguration ceremony of the new prime minister of the Ming Dynasty was just like this. The process could not be said to be simple. After all, the Duke of the State was specially invited to offer sacrifices to Sheji, and the emperor also received the seal in person.
But it wasn't too grand, at least the emperor didn't show much reliance on it on the spot.
There is His Majesty and the National Policy Council, and the Prime Minister and Minister of State are obviously just the executors.
Even so, Fei Hong is now the real prime minister after all.
After the dispersion of the dynasty, Fei Hong showed his kindness again, and the emperor granted him a private banquet.
Therefore, although he did not rely heavily on Fei Hong and really entrusted him with state affairs, he still favored him.
Fei Hong knew that he just wanted to have a good time.
The emperor's private banquet was held in the Yangxin Hall, a place Fei Hong was familiar with.
"On the Zhengdan Festival, I will publish a New Year's greeting in Ming Pao. On the Lantern Festival, the Chief Assistant will also prepare a greeting. This is your first time speaking in a private name and on behalf of the government to the officials and people of the Ming Dynasty. Next year, the Qingzhang The chief minister can tell you why the court wants to do this and what changes it plans to make for the people of the Ming Dynasty in three years."
Fei Hong looked at him: "...I will think carefully about this."
Is this a military order issued to the government and people of the entire Ming Dynasty?
If there is no good change in people's lives after three years, then the words are written in black and white. How many people in the world want to scold Fei Hong for saying he can't do it?
Zhu Houcong smiled and said: "You don't have to have so many burdens in your heart. The burden is heavy, but I will not be ignorant. Fei Qing, with your previous achievements, if you say you are worthy of enjoying the Ancestral Temple, I am afraid you will feel a little uneasy, right? I agree. You want to live up to your promise, right?"
Fei Hong could only smile bitterly when he heard this: "I am really frightened."
"You have to adapt, and I also have to adapt." Zhu Houcong said truthfully, "But one thing is undoubtedly. In my heart, you are the most important minister who leads hundreds of officials and helps me govern the world. You are only fifty-eight. , if there are achievements in the administration in three years, I will be able to appoint you to stay in office. Zichong, there is no need to carry too much burden."
Fei Hong looked at him blankly: Are you kidding me? Just listen to these words.
If they still stay in office, ruthless guys like Zhang Fujing and Yan Song will have to stare at their own heads.
"I will supervise and handle everything with care to relieve Your Majesty's worries."
Zhu Houcong nodded, and then ate lunch for two of him cordially.
But in the small room next to the ceremonial supervisor's room, Song Hu and others were always hungry.
Fei Hong found out many years later that the emperor paid homage to the prime minister in the morning, invited him to dinner at noon, and went to see the dung merchant in the afternoon.
Do you disrespect him as prime minister?
No, he could only admit at that time that he did meet a very different emperor in his later years.
Song Hu and the others confirmed on this day that the emperor was very different from what they imagined.
After knowing that they were summoned by the emperor just for the purpose of enriching their skills, Song Hu and others were very excited.
"So, you just retting it, drying it, and then sell it?"
"……yes."
"Didn't you discuss the differences between you because whose family has better fat?"
Song Hu boldly sought connections: "The villain here is the best, and His Majesty's Imperial Palace uses the villain's fertilizer. The villain never mixes soil into the fertilizer and passes it off as the best." "
Two people wanted to ejaculate but stopped: This was in front of the emperor.
"Do you have anything to say?" Zhu Houcong noticed.
"... I would like to inform your majesty, what the common people mix with is not soil, and the fertilizer made by the common people is also the best. The things that the common people mix with have their origins. The common people asked a scholar brother for advice, and he said that the "Essential Art of Qi Min" also wrote It’s over.”
Song Hu was also infected by the atmosphere that the emperor was really interested in fertilizer. He knew that his life was safe, so he expressed it with all his strength: "If you want to mix it with flour residue, bean crumbs, river mud and pond mud, you can add snail ash, oyster ash, gypsum and lime." There are also pig bones and cow bones, what’s the point?”
"But our Jinjia Fei uses everything we say is right!"
Zhu Houcong's eyes lit up.
He didn't know why they were mixed with these, but he knew that many bones contained phosphorus, so there was some kind of will-o'-the-wisp. And what about screw shell gypsum lime, probably because of some inorganic elements in it?
"Your surname is Jin?"
"Your Majesty, the common man's name is Jin Ke."
Zhu Houcong was shocked: "...please tell me in detail why your Jin family fat is mixed with those things. What's the point?"
"Back to Your Majesty, since the common people are in this business, they naturally have to keep in mind what things are used to make fertilizer. It has been passed down from generation to generation. Nowadays, there are 11 categories of 150 things that can be used as fertilizer in the families of the common people. Three kinds. Cao Min thought that since they were all piled into the soil to gain fertility, there would be no harm in mixing them together, so they gave it a try. Cao Min's father was in charge of thirteen excrement channels in the capital, and the news spread to Cao Min, and Cao Min offended him. People, only five of them were guaranteed, and this is a solution that was only thought of after having no other choice.”
Zhu Houcong didn't care about their struggle in the dung world, but he was very excited about the 153 kinds of fertilizers in eleven categories that he mentioned with precise numbers, and he asked questions again and again.
As a result, Jin Ke became the protagonist, introducing the eleven sources of fertilizers including manure, cake fertilizer, residue fertilizer, bone fertilizer, soil fertilizer, mud fertilizer, gray fertilizer, green fertilizer, straw fertilizer, stone fertilizer and miscellaneous fertilizer. .
There is no doubt that he is a real expert in the field of fertilizer, a person who produces fertilizer, not a hauler of excrement from the residents of Greater Beijing.
"It's you!" Zhu Houcong felt as if he had found a treasure, "I finally gained something today. You are very good, and you study hard in one line of work. I will first ask for a good fortune and give you a name."
Jin Ke was ecstatic.
The emperor bestowed a name, which was a major event for going back to worship the ancestors!
Song Hu and others were envious.
"My name is Jin Kaila! You have a destiny with Tu. If you can make contributions to the thing I plan, you will be able to establish your reputation!"
Zhu Houcong felt uncomfortable not completing his name. Although it may be that his mother's surname was Ke, now he seemed to be the trash of people named Jin and Ke.
But those who make fat are basically turning waste into treasure.
Zhu Houcong forced himself to say something meaningful about the name he chose.
Jin Kaila was still very excited: "The common people thank your Majesty for giving me the name. Long live your Majesty! Long live your Majesty!"
"Huang Jin, first ask the Agricultural College to arrange for someone to go to Jin Kaila to have a look. Let some of the fields in Huangzhuang be used with old fertilizer and some with his fertilizer to compare the growth and harvest."
"This slave takes the order."
Song Hu was stunned.
Is there anyone who steals business like this? Stealing the biggest customer in the world in front of him?
But Party A is the emperor, and Song Hu doesn't dare to fart.
"I will give you another task."
"Your Majesty, please issue an order!"
What is the emperor's decree if it's not his will? Jin Kaila didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Zhu Houcong said: "You only know that some people use those things to make fertilizer, but you should try your best to find out why those things can be used as fertilizer."
The principle is that it is naturally impossible for Jin Kaila to find out what ingredients in those things are useful for crops.
But Zhu Houcong needed him to take this matter seriously and try his best to say something specious because of the emperor's request.
In short, from Jin Kaila, Zhu Houcong has one more question that he can ask many people.
What exactly is in the soil that makes crops thrive? If something grows in water and has no roots in the soil, why can it grow so well?
Starting from these questions and asking the final question, can some people actually come up with a reliable analysis of one, two, three and four?
At the same time, if Jin Kaila's fertilizer is really fertile, then he is probably producing original compound fertilizer.
Not to mention the ingredient content, if something has low cost and large output, it might be possible to scale it up and supply it first.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as there is a beginning, it will be fine.
After leaving the palace, everyone was feeling dizzy: half because of hunger, and half because this experience was so bizarre.
"Jin Daozun, if you become rich, don't forget about my little brother."
So Jin Kaila became even more dizzy, and Song Hu became even more dizzy: Isn't Taoist Master me?
(End of chapter)
