Chapter 24 The Emperor of Ming Dynasty hoes the earth

Author: Who I Go Home

Chapter 24 The Emperor of Ming Dynasty hoes the earth

Why are the Jinyiwei, the Beizhenfu Department, the Tiqi and Tishuai who are investigating the power of the matter, embarrassed?

Because since the establishment of this yamen, it was the only foreign court judicial department in the Ming Dynasty, and this foreign court judicial department dealt with foreign ministers. To deal with ministers, it required the emperor's trust.

The main reason for the decline of Tiqi is that the Dongchang Supervisor, who is also responsible for the investigation, is closer to the emperor and more trusted by the emperor.

The Beizhen Fusiya Office led by Lu Bing was able to have great authority because of the emperor's trust. After Zhu Xixiao told the emperor that he had practiced martial arts, he wanted to select a few accompanying practitioners to practice martial arts with His Majesty and accompany His Majesty. This is the first step of trust.

But the emperor did not speak, and the general Zhu Xixiao could not speak casually, otherwise the emperor's martial arts practice might not last long.

As the governor of the East Factory, Feng Bao would naturally strongly oppose it. If he joined forces with foreign ministers to impeach him, the Duke Cheng's Mansion would be implicated. Wu Xun and Tiqi were already declining, and Zhu Xixiao did not want to cause trouble for himself.

Now that the emperor opened his mouth, Zhu Xixiao noticed the opportunity.

"Then find ten sword-bearers and Xunwei to join the palace to train." Zhu Yijun gave an order. As for Empress Dowager Li's side, he naturally went to tell the matter.

Zhu Xixiao was silent for a moment. He wanted to consider whether this was the only opportunity in his life to offend Feng Bao and revitalize the glory of the Beizhen Fushiyaya. He was silent for a moment and bowed his head and said, "I obey the order."

When the little emperor called for martial arts, he had already tied him up on a pirate ship. When the eunuch of the Qianqing Palace Zhang Hong took the Tiqi to the Qing Palace, the Beizhen Fusi Yamen offended Feng Bao, the ancestor in the palace.

Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "It's not difficult to enter the palace, but I have always been lazy and lazy. Don't even enter the palace. I can't even compare to a small yellow gate. I can't endure hardships or even bear the sin. Wouldn't the little yellow gates laugh? Those who carry a hand are better than those who don't carry a hand, and those who have a hand are better than those who don't have a hand?"

After hearing this, Zhu Xixiao gritted his teeth and got angry!

The anger in his heart was immediately hooked out, and his fists were hard!

What are you saying, what are you saying this! You must open your eyes. Not all the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty are cowards!

"Mother." Zhu Yijun, who is good at urging fire, walked towards the empress dowager.

When Zhu Yijun was practicing martial arts, Empress Dowager Li was always staring at him, for fear that the little emperor would bump into him. Feng Bao was on the side and told him clearly about the things in Wenhua Palace in the morning, especially how the Jin Party was lawless and even tried to completely control the Beijing camp by promoting talents.

In Feng Bao's words, the Jin Party became a person who should be cut into pieces.

Tan Lun, the Minister of War of the Jin Party, also changed from a bold minister to a loyal minister who was lost, stopped his horse, and was loyal to the country.

People speak from their own standpoint.

The positions of Empress Dowager Li and Zhu Yijun are highly consistent. Empress Dowager Li hopes that Zhu Yijun will become a talent and successfully take over the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yijun hopes that the Ming Dynasty will prosper again and make the Ming Dynasty great again.

Looking at the cheerful and sunny little emperor, Empress Dowager Li smiled and asked with a smile: "Are you tired? Zhang Hong made some pear water today and added some rock candy, it was just right."

Zhu Yijun shook his head and said, "I'm not tired, Tishuai is timid, but he still doesn't want to practice hard."

"Shishou Ti is still a bit obedient." When Empress Dowager Li heard this, she expressed her affirmation of Zhu Xixiao, saying that Shishou Ti is obedient and looks like she is. Could the emperor still be able to lead the Ming army to charge into battle?

"What did you learn today?" Empress Dowager Li asked with interest.

Zhu Yijun told all the contents he learned today, especially about the fact that Song Renzong valued grains and was light on pearls and jade. He said it carefully before saying, "Mr. Yuanfu has agreed to the marriage to the farming and sericulture. Emperor Renzong of Song, Emperor Taizu Gao also did it, and wrote it in the imperial etiquette of Emperor Ming, so naturally it did it."

Zhu Yijun's marriage to farming and sericulture is more political than practical. This is the idea of ​​Empress Dowager Li.

The little emperor could still face the loess and face the sky, and he would do everything himself? It was just for the eunuchs in the palace to do it.

Empress Dowager Li smiled and said, "Then let's plant it. I will take advantage of this to see which ministers in the court who are not obedient."

This is the benefit of history, and precedents can always be found. Moreover, Song Renzong's evaluation was very high among scholars and officials. Only after denying Song Renzong could he deny the emperor's marriage and farming.

If even the example of benevolence and forgiveness established by the scholars and officials themselves must be denied, does that mean that this minister is denying it for the sake of denial? Does it mean that this minister has no obedience and is just to enclose the emperor in those etiquette and laws and rules?

Take the little emperor's marriage to the farmer's and mulberry tree to make a nest, and then see if you can catch a few corrupt scholars who stick to the rules.

As for why not mention Emperor Taizu Gao, in the hearts of civil officials of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Taizu Gao killed too much and farming was a hypocritical act.

For example, the Confucius Mansion in Yanzhou said that Fengyang Zhu was a stingy person. Yan Shenggong was a descendant of Confucius. Yan Shenggong said so, and the people's evaluation of Emperor Taizu Gao and Emperor Cheng Zuwen was very low.

There is a special insulting word that specifically refers to Emperor Taizu Gao, saying: Fengyang beggar.

Empress Dowager Li heard a folk flower drum lyrics saying: My family lives in Luzhou and Fengyang. Fengyang was originally a good place. Since Emperor Zhu was defeated, there has been nine years of desolation in ten years.

Since ancient times, there are few who are heroes who are not slandered.

In order to stabilize his status as a great scholar, Zhang Juzheng combined the theory of the Pope, and Empress Dowager Li found those ministers who were unrespectful and did not obey the etiquette and rules established by scholars themselves in order to fish.

"Then the kid will go." Zhu Yijun was about to leave. Since he had agreed to marry the village and village, he naturally did not plan to pretend.

Empress Dowager Li asked in confusion: "Where to go?"

"Marriage to the farming and serenity, Mr. Yuanfu said that the emperor was the supreme emperor and was in the ninth level. He had no way of knowing the hardships of farming. Only by moving hard for the farmers could he stop licentiousness, enjoy the pleasures, and be kind to the people's strength to provide relief." Zhu Yijun said naturally.

Since the Iron Triangle agreed to farm for its own purposes, of course he had to go farming in person.

Only then did Empress Dowager Li realize that the little emperor really planned to go to work in the fields!

"No, the land has not yet been flattened, why are you going to do it?" Empress Dowager Li looked at Zhu Yijun and couldn't speak, pretending is enough, there is no need to work hard, there is no need to work hard, and the palace is not short of those bites.

But Empress Dowager Li couldn't say this, and she couldn't tell the little emperor that the words in the books of sages were all fooling people.

Zhu Yijun asked with his big eyes, "Of course we should go smoothly. Is Mr. Yuan Fu's words wrong? He is moving hard all year round, or is he a child not understanding the literature and science, and he is wrong?"

"It's all right." Empress Dowager Li looked at the sunny smile of the little emperor, looked at the innocent eyes, and finally waved her hand and signaled the child to go.

As for the young emperor's words to select Xunwei and the sword-bearing man to enter the palace to train, Empress Dowager Li also agreed. It was not the fault of Tiqi's ecstasy that there were outsiders in the palace. Empress Dowager Li also knew what the tragedy was like in the palace.

The Tiqi cavalry have no authority and live under the Dongchang, so how dare they take charge of the eunuchs in the palace?

Dongchang and Tiqi guarded the gate of the palace, and one side could only kneel in front of the other side to reply. This would lose balance. If the balance was lost, something would happen. Let Xunwei and the people with swords enter the palace to train. This could also be regarded as the support of the Queen Mother to the Tiqi and the policy of the policy.

At least we must make the Tiqiqians speak up straight in front of the eunuch, which is a balance.

Balance exists among all things.

Feng Bao wanted to say something, but as he watched the emperor heading straight to Wansui Mountain, Feng Bao hurriedly chased after him.

Tiqi selected ten people to accompany the training, and Feng Bao also arranged ten small yellow gates to accompany the training. No one has a lot of people, no one has a lot of people, and no one can stand up. Then whoever can't stand up will lose face.

The little yellow gate in the palace can definitely hold on, because I can't hold on, so I can only stay at the home in the corridor for the rest of my life. Staying at the home in the corridor is even more uncomfortable than death.

Zhu Yijun first returned to Qianqing Palace and changed into a mashi, and headed straight for Xuanwu Gate.

When they arrived at the back mountain, many of the working Nei Cao Jing army had already begun to hoe the earth, and Zhu Yijun quickly joined the ranks of hoe the earth.

In December, the manure is piled up and then compost is started. In the twelfth lunar month, the cow dung is composted and air-dried. When the first lunar month is mortar, the dry and hard cow dung is composted. When the soil is deeply plowed, the compost is sprinkled in the deepest place, and then some of the compost is melted with water and soaked again.

Zhu Yijun not only hoeed the earth, but also plowed the soil with two ox carts, but also loaded compost into the carts. He was mainly a little shorter, so he was a little taller than the carts. He followed a few old farmers and the little yellow gate spilled the melted compost on the land.

This matter of deep cultivation and turning over soil is not only necessary to sprinkle compost, but also weeding and removing grass roots and grass seeds to prevent the weeds from growing again after the spring breeze.

The little yellow sects wished they could dig three feet into the ground and pick out every grass seed, doing things very carefully, which was a good opportunity to please the emperor.

Feng Bao felt a little tired after doing farm work for an hour, but he didn't dare to rest. The emperor was hoeing the earth, so he was a eunuch, so naturally he could not slacken.

It was finally dusk, and Zhu Yijun returned with a full load. Zhang Hong pushed a cart of soil behind the emperor, which was to be placed in the Qianqing Palace. The group returned to the Qianqing Palace and the emperor went to wash. Zhang Hong brought two eunuchs to lift up a few floor tiles in the southeast corner of the Qianqing Palace and surrounded a flower bed. They also had to plant it. However, the flower bed was not planting flowers, but potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Empress Dowager Li looked at the flower bed that was incompatible with the solemn and solemn and muddy of Qianqing Palace, and was a little helpless. She just shook her hand and then the emperor went there.

In contrast, the emperor was either raising crickets or cultivating immortals, or planting flowers and plants.

After dinner, Zhu Yijun took out his pencil, spread out the paper, and started writing and painting. Today he gained a lot. These old farmers are all good at farming experts. They said a lot. Zhu Yijun was afraid that he would forget what he had, so he remembered it. A good memory was not as good as a bad pen.

"The Empress Dowager is here." Zhang Jing shouted at the top of his throat.

Zhu Yijun stood up to greet him. Empress Dowager Li and Empress Dowager Chen came together. They were a little curious about what the emperor, who had always been unmoving, had done today.

"I have met my mother, mother." After seeing the ceremony, Zhu Yijun sat in front of the desk and continued to record what he saw and heard today.

Empress Dowager Chen stood behind Zhu Yijun and asked with a smile: "Today, the emperor is practicing martial arts and farming. It's so hard, what are you writing about?"

"Farming experience, wait until the child finishes writing before replying." Zhu Yijun's expression remained motionless, his eyes were extremely firm and he looked at the white paper in front of him, writing quickly.

He used the common characters, which were relatively regular characters, and the common characters were simple to write. In this process, Zhu Yijun also added punctuation marks to prevent his words from being ambiguity.

Half an hour later, the whole piece of paper was filled with extremely neat small characters, and then he took out his own small notebook. This was his memo and recorded his inner doubts little by little.

Neither Empress Dowager Li nor Empress Dowager Chen were intent on disturbing the little emperor, but just spoke in a low voice. The hard-working little emperor really made people feel a little more relieved.

The two empress dowagers discussed whether the pencil in Zhu Yijun's hand was suspected of being inappropriate.

Writing is part of cultivating virtue, and there are all requirements for sitting, lying and brushstrokes.

Zhu Yijun finally finished writing the memorandum and then looked up and said, "Mom, mother, is there anything wrong?"

"It's just to see the hard work of the emperor, come and take a look." Empress Dowager Chen said with a smile: "Sister is worried that the emperor is tired. In the past, when my sister saw me, she was worried, and her words were full of worries. In the past few days, she has been the opposite. She is always worried that the emperor is working too hard, so she asked me to persuade her."

"What is the emperor writing?"

Empress Dowager Chen was still curious about what Zhu Yijun wrote quickly and wrote.

Zhu Yijun said with certainty: "Farming Records is a science."

"For example, this sweet potato, potato seeds are kept. Each family has its own exclusive secret method, but it can be summarized into three words: new, wet, and frozen. This kind of seed must be kept new and old grain seeds, and there is very little harvest. There is a dilemma for this kind of seeds to hide. One is afraid of wet and the other is afraid of freezing. If you fall into the soil and don't freeze, you will be wet and frozen, and if you don't fall into the soil and don't get wet."

"How to solve the dilemma?"

"It is most appropriate to store the cellar and put it in the crypt, neither frozen nor wet."

"Nar the Qinling Mountains and Huai River, the wind is high and cold, and the seeds left must be before the frost falls, otherwise they will freeze to death before entering the cellar."

"The seeds should be planted after Qingming Festival, and there should be more rain in Qingming Festival, and about half of them should be planted after Grain Rain, because there is more late spring cold in the north, and there is still thin shimmer frost around Qingming Festival, which will freeze the seedlings to death."

"There is no need to plant the fertile fields at the foot of Wansui Mountain, because the small yellow gate will use thick straw mats to spread them with anti-freeze..."

The emperor farmed differently from the people. There were a total of five acres of land and nearly a hundred people served it. The insect eggs in the soil were even halved.

However, the Ming army stationed in the garrison was built with 100 people growing 500 acres of land, and one person had to cultivate 5 acres of land.

The time for planting in the capital was slightly later than that in later generations, because the Ming Dynasty was the Little Ice Age.

Empress Dowager Li didn't know whether to cry or laugh. This little emperor not only played the farming scenes, but also personally investigated and experimented, but also carefully summarized experiences and lessons.

"The child has a doubt." Zhu Yijun looked solemn.

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