November 19th.
There are still two days until the winter solstice.
Zhu Yijun surrounded Xiyuan, sometimes holding his waist and walking slowly, sometimes swinging his forearms and running.
The three or five eunuchs were pretending to be out of breath and were a few steps behind - in principle, they could outrun the emperor, but the principle was in the emperor's hands.
Zhu Yijun has been used to this kind of thing for decades and doesn't feel anything at all.
He was running and thinking about things.
After inviting Zhang Juzheng back a few days ago, this man not only did not think of himself, but after hearing that he had used it for his own use in the court meeting, he joined Gao Yi and said that the renovation of Ciqing Palace has been completed, and Xiyuan is finally located. Being remote, now that the time has come, it’s time to move to Qianqing Palace.
This made Zhu Yijun a little embarrassed.
Yes, he originally said that he would hide in Xiyuan for a year and then go back when Ciqing Palace was repaired.
Not only because the Ciqing Palace was burned and I felt resentful, but also to clean up the inner court and dismiss or relocate all the eunuchs, maids, and craftsmen.
Now that the anger has dissipated and the palace has been cleaned, it should be safe.
It's time to go back.
But... Zhu Yijun is already used to staying in Xiyuan!
When he goes back to Qianqing Palace, where can he run all day and fish easily?
Working indoors all day long, and often relaxing outdoors, the mental state of a person is completely different.
But there was nothing I could do, who made me say that my time was short in the first place.
Therefore, Zhu Yijun had no choice but to reluctantly express his position, saying that it was too cold in winter to move house, and that he would move back when spring came.
In addition to compromise, there is also the intention of procrastination.
He remembered that historically, in November of this year, Cining Palace was supposed to be burned down—this was the palace of the Ming Dynasty. It was hot in summer and dry in winter, and there was always a fire every year.
I wanted to use this as an excuse to continue wandering around Xiyuan.
But I don’t know if it’s because after the Qing Dynasty, the eunuchs and maids had all been washed, so I never saw Xing Xingzi.
In addition to this matter, matters in the harem have also occupied Chang Zhu Yijun's mind from time to time recently.
Two days later it is not only the Winter Solstice, but also Queen Mother Li's Christmas Day.
Since the late emperor died less than three years ago, and the inner court wanted to set an example for diligence and economy, it was natural that it was not prepared to be extravagant and wasteful.
However, one yard must be one yard, and it would be hard to afford not to be extravagant, but as a son, he always wanted to express his feelings.
The fixed program of copying Buddhist scriptures is indispensable. Even if I choose a scripture with a smaller number of words, I have copied it for several days, and I am still missing one or two pages.
Of course, these are nothing.
What troubles Zhu Yijun the most is the use of excuses by the two queen mothers...
When Zhu Yijun thought of this, he had just completed two laps and returned to the pavilion beside Taiye Pool, whereupon he stopped thinking.
Outside the pavilion, Zhang Hong was waiting here with a hot towel in his hand.
Zhu Yijun supported his knees with his hands, leaned over and looked at the ground, breathing in and out with concentration. While recovering his strength, he also waited for Zhang Hong to wipe the sweat from his forehead and back of his neck.
After the sweat on my body was wiped off, I immediately felt a lot more comfortable.
Just as Zhu Yijun was thinking about it, he felt that his movements were much gentler and did not seem like Zhang Hong's technique.
Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw a pair of slender, white hands on his neck, wiping his sweat.
Zhu Yijun stepped back quietly and took the hot towel from Li Baiyang's hand: "I'll do it myself."
Upon hearing this, Li Baiyang obediently took a new hot towel and handed it to the emperor.
Then he stood aside with his hands tied and didn't say much.
Zhu Yijun secretly thought it was troublesome.
This is the use of the two palaces!
I don’t know which loyal minister who realized the Sacred Heart reported it to the two palaces.
It's the Queen Mother's Day, so we might as well take advantage of this auspicious day to give advance instructions for the emperor's draft - the emperor's draft requires state and county auditions and knockout rounds in Beijing, which is a long time. Now, let's give the instructions in advance and choose for a year and a half.
Your Majesty is almost fourteen years old. He will get married at that time and is at the right age.
Wonderful political speculation.
Unfortunately, I didn't get to know the emperor's connections. The emperor personally asked for a memorial from the two palaces, and he was quietly admitted.
However, the speculations of courtiers could easily be suppressed at this time, and the idea of ​​the two palaces was unexpected by the emperor.
The next day, Li Baiyang, who had tutored Princess Yanqing in her enlightenment, was sent to the emperor, saying that it was the intention of the two palaces to take care of the emperor's daily life.
Queen Mother Li once even hinted that she had passed the test - her wrists were not short, her feet were not big, her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and there were no scars all over her body, everything was in compliance with the standards.
Empress Dowager Chen's statement was even more direct, saying that if Zhu Yijun wanted to pick it, he only had to pay attention to moderation.
What a sin.
Zhu Yijun glanced at the girl in front of him who was three years older than him.
She has a beautiful face, her cheeks are round, white and tender, and her cheeks are not open, making her look extremely green.
Even though her facial features are exquisite, due to her age, she can only be called cute.
He then recalled the scene he saw without warning when he was taking a bath yesterday, the tall figure, the long and plump legs, covered in smoke...
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but trembled.
He coughed lightly and searched for words at random: "I heard that Princess Yanqing has started to learn to read?"
Li Baiyang nodded briskly, with a smile on his face: "The princess is smart and learns quickly."
Zhu Yijun hummed absently: "If you have time, you can also learn logic."
Princesses always have to get married, so it's okay not to learn arithmetic or anything like that, but at least learn logic and combine it with the Four Books and Five Classics, and you can be a more understanding person.
After saying that, he almost calmed down and waved his hand: "You are no longer needed here, just go back and take care of the Holy Mother."
Li Baiyang bowed and stepped back in a very sensible manner.
Zhu Yijun looked at the woman's back and shook his head with a complicated expression.
It's good-looking, but it's a pity that I married a man from the Ming Dynasty.
It is not a good thing to marry too early.
What if the first child is a son?
Is there any prince in the world who has lived for fifty years?
Political life does not end at the moment of death, but at the moment when the successor fully matures.
This is also the reason why ancient emperors often had fathers and sons killing each other.
Since he is still young, of course he cannot sow hidden dangers for his future business just because of his impulse.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yijun patted Zhang Hong inexplicably and said with emotion: "It's better to run!"
You still have to run! Run more to avoid being accidentally plotted by the queen of the two palaces!
Zhang Hong entered the palace early and had no idea what the little emperor was talking about.
He had no choice but to pretend that he had not heard the words and turned to the business: "Your Majesty, Mr. Wang Ge and Ma Ziqiang, the Minister of Rites, have been waiting for an audience outside Chengguang Hall for a long time."
Zhu Yijun frowned, why are people looking for him every day?
That's all for the past, today he has to inspect the military situation of the inner court.
This was all said half a month in advance.
When it comes to sight reading, it must be agreed in advance and people are prepared - sight reading is not about recruiting people, but about using minimal investment to get things back on track.
If you go without saying a word, you are called a supervisor, and you are rushing to recover losses, which is not the same thing.
Zhu Yijun asked: "What is it?"
If it doesn't matter, then postpone it for a while, which is reasonable.
Secretary Zhang never loses track of his duties.
He bowed and said: "Shang Shu Ma said that it involves military matters, so he went to the cabinet to discuss it with Mr. Wang Ge early this morning."
"But the two opinions could not be unified for a while, and they were unwilling to go to court to discuss the issue, so they joined hands to find your Majesty."
When Zhu Yijun heard this, his brows could not help but frown even more.
The two of them were from the same party and did not want to argue at court meetings and make outsiders laugh, but Zhu Yijun understood.
But if you, Ma Ziqiang, are the Minister of Rites, what kind of military affairs can you be involved in?
Is the clan in rebellion? The prince's students are parading in the streets? Or is there some divination in the winter solstice offering sacrifices to heaven?
Zhu Yijun couldn't figure out the reason for the moment.
But since it involves military matters, it obviously cannot be avoided.
He pondered for a moment and made up his mind. He turned around and told Zhang Hong: "I have to trouble my companions to make one more trip, so I'll go to the Military War Bureau later to inspect the situation and ask them to go to the Military War Bureau for a review."
Red tape cannot delay getting practical work done.
Zhang Hong responded and ran towards Chengguang Hall in small steps.
After the others left, Zhu Yijun changed into dry clothes, and then ordered the eunuch Wei Chao, the eunuch Wei Chao, the eunuch Bingbi, who was on the side: "Let's go, go to the war bureau first."
Wei Chao quickly led the way.
…
The twenty-four yamen, commonly known as the inner court, are composed of twelve supervisors, four divisions, and eight bureaus.
These are all territories under the full jurisdiction of the inner court. Only the eunuch has jurisdiction over them. The outer court is not allowed to interfere. They are all located within the imperial city.
For example, this is the case with the military battle game, one of the four games.
In addition to the twenty-four yamen, there are many other yamen in the inner court.
Because the inside and outside were jointly managed, in order to facilitate the entry and exit of foreign officials, it was located outside the imperial city and was usually not listed among the twenty-four.
This is the case with the Ordnance Bureau, for example.
The military battles and weaponry mentioned just now are the two major sources of gunpowder and firearms development in the Ming Dynasty today.
It is also one of the things that Zhu Yijun is concerned about recently.
Since the Arms Bureau was outside the palace and crowded with people, it was inconvenient for the emperor to see it, so naturally he came to the War Bureau today.
As one of the twenty-four yamen, the Bingzhan Bureau was in good hands. After all, it was in charge of one warehouse and two factories - the armory, the armor factory, and the Anmin Factory.
Among them, the Armor Factory was the original Saddle and Bridle Bureau, manufacturing firearms.
Later, because the environmental impact assessment did not pass, it was changed to cold weapon manufacturing.
The responsibility for manufacturing firearms was moved to the Anmin Factory, which was far away from the Zhonggong Palace.
The military warfare bureau was very large, and many people came into the factory. Before Xiaozong, there were only a few hundred people, but during Xiaozong's reign, "the Shangyi Supervisor recruited a thousand craftsmen, and the military warfare bureau followed suit, and the number was 2,000."
It is a good thing to enter a factory, but management with many people will inevitably become messy.
Even knowing that the superiors were coming to inspect, it was difficult to put things in order for a while.
So when the emperor walked into Anmin Factory with an expressionless face, the eunuch in charge of the Bingzhan Bureau beside him was sweating coldly: "The eunuch in charge of the Bingzhan Bureau, Wei Zhongde, has met your Majesty."
Zhu Yijun nodded and looked around.
Copper and iron gun tubes are arranged in a haphazard manner, sweat is mixed with urine on the ground, and there are only about a hundred people working in Anmin Factory, which originally had two thousand craftsmen...
He shook his head secretly. No wonder he moved to the corner of the imperial city because he failed to pass the environmental assessment.
Zhu Yijun turned to look at Wei Chao and said casually: "This godson's name is not bad."
With that said, he started walking around the factory.
Wei Chao hurriedly put away his expression, bowed and replied: "I don't dare to be praised by Your Majesty. The names of slaves are all based on the classics, loyalty, loyalty, filial piety, loyalty..."
Seeing that the emperor didn't listen at all, Wei Chao stopped talking mid-sentence.
The group of people followed the emperor, walking around the factory and answering the emperor's questions from time to time.
"What kind of firearms are the main products produced in the factory now?" the emperor asked as he walked.
Wei Zhongde had also done his homework early and answered the emperor's questions in a flurry: "Returning to the emperor, since the first year of Jiajing, after the seizure of the Fo Lang machine artillery in the battle of Xicaowan in Xinhui, Guangdong, the war situation is now mostly for the production of Fo Lang.
Lang Jigun."
"In addition to the prototype, this gun has been modified by craftsmen over the years and has six categories."
"Large-type Folang machine, medium-type Folang machine, small-type Folang machine, horse-mounted Folang machine, Folang-type meteor cannon, and continuous Folang machine."
After the introduction, the gunpowder manager immediately fetched six samples for the emperor and placed them in front of the emperor: "Your Majesty, your body is rich in gold. The slaves have taken apart the gunpowder, so please feel free to play with it."
After saying that, he smiled flatteringly.
The thing was not small. Zhu Yijun reached out and touched the so-called Fo Lang gun.
The metal barrel is shiny, obviously carefully selected.
The wooden trigger seems to be to reduce weight.
There are also aiming devices installed on the top - of course not lenses, just a centered ring with a bulge in the middle.
The shapes of the six types are different, but without exception, the barrel is extremely long. I don't know if it is for heat dissipation.
Wei Zhongde intimately introduced it to the emperor: "Your Majesty, this blunderbuss adopts the structure of a mother-and-son blunderbuss, that is, one barrel is equipped with several blunderbuss. After one blunderbuss is fired, another blunderbuss can be quickly installed. The rate of fire is amazing!"
Zhu Yijun was not interested in listening to the administrator read the manuscript.
He rubbed the barrel of the cannon and said without raising his head: "Call some big craftsmen to come over."
Wei Zhongde was interrupted by the emperor. He smiled and quickly asked his men to call him.
Those who can be called "big" are at the top level in all walks of life, so the people below naturally know who to call.
Zhu Yijun was playing with firearms here and asked casually: "I remember that there are also blunderbuss, which are also common firearms. Don't they produce them in war games?"
Wei Zhongde smiled flatteringly and said: "Your Majesty, the muskets are the main product of the Ordnance Bureau..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a commotion outside the door.
Zhu Yijun was studying the structure of Fo Lang's gun. When he heard the movement, he knew without raising his head that it was Wang Chonggu and Ma Ziqiang coming.
He looked away from the firearm, straightened up, and looked outside the Anmin Factory.
As expected.
The two of them followed Zhang Hong and hurried over.
Zhu Yijun then waved his hand, signaling Wei Zhongde and the eunuchs from the battle station to step aside first.
The latter took the initiative and stood far away.
Wang Chonggu and the other two glanced at the military situation with reserve.
Knowing that the emperor was watching here, he quickly withdrew his gaze and stepped forward in small steps.
"His Majesty."
"His Majesty."
Zhu Yijun nodded and said politely: "Asking the two ministers to come over and take care of me will only delay the second minister's handling of state affairs."
While he was still being polite, Ma Ziqiang began to advise him seriously: "Your Majesty, if you inspect each bureau, you should do so from a high position."
"Why do you personally care about these strange skills?"
Just now, he personally saw the emperor playing with firearms.
This is not bad!
Zhu Yijun coughed slightly and changed the topic directly: "I heard that you two ministers have important military and national affairs?"
Let's get down to business when we come here. There are only eunuchs here. You guys should not set up your character as a great uncle here.
Ma Ziqiang was stunned for a moment, his expression a little confused, and he couldn't help but look around.
Fortunately, the eunuchs from the Military War Bureau were far away and did not look this way, which made him sigh in relief.
Seeing this, Wang Chonggu took over the conversation thoughtfully and got down to business: "Your Majesty, there are two important things. One is the Sichuanese barbarians, and the other is the northern Tatars."
"The former is the victory of conquering Duman."
"This summer, I was ordered to send 6,000 troops to the capital camp, along with Liu Xiantong, the commander-in-chief, Li Jiang, the deputy military superintendent, Guo Cheng, the former commander-in-chief, and Zhang Ze, the commander-in-chief, guarding Shen Mao, Wu Xian, etc., to clear and surrender the capital.
quite."
"We conquered Lingxiao City and marched down to the capital fortress. We made great progress all the way. On the day and night of Bingxu in the ninth month, we captured the barbarian king alive at Dapan Mountain in the state."
"In this battle, thousands of people were beheaded and more than 400 miles of territory were expanded."
After saying this, Wang Chonggu stopped.
Obviously, there was a disagreement with Ma Ziqiang about this matter, so he asked the latter to explain it to the emperor.
Ma Ziqiang immediately took over the words calmly: "Your Majesty, we have been in chaos for more than 200 years, and now we have finally put an end to it. We have a perfect plan and achieved it in one fell swoop. It is truly a great victory."
"But... I am reading the ancestral precepts of Taizu Gaohuang. The first chapter says, all the barbarians in the four directions are restricted to mountains and seas, and are isolated in a corner. I am afraid that future generations will rely on China's wealth and power, covet its power, and launch armies for no reason, causing harm to people's lives."
, remember not to.”
It's not a good smell in the war bureau.
As the three of them talked, they walked outside the factory. The eunuchs of the East Factory were guarding the surroundings from a distance.
Zhu Yijun frowned and looked at the two of them.
He naturally knows what Wang Chonggu said.
Jingying's hips are stretched out of shape.
Ever since Wang Chonggu agreed to suppress the military department for him and cooperate with Governor Gu Huan in managing the capital camp, one of the things he did was to disperse the various small camps in the capital camp to take turns to defend and experience the war.
There are also those who are directly sent out to fight.
It costs a little money, but the advantage is that the results are quick.
Especially these are quite suitable for practicing.
Nowadays, although the victory is expected, it is also a good thing.
But what does Ma Ziqiang mean?
Seeing that the emperor looked confused, it was obvious that he had not read the report.
Ma Ziqiang realized that he had given the emperor a lot of time to control the situation of the court, and he was overthinking it. He quickly opened the skylight and said clearly: "Your Majesty, this victory has resulted in a lot of gains, but only more than 200 people have been captured."
"In order to behead someone... I'm afraid the soldiers may have violated Tianhe."
When Zhu Yijun heard this, he suddenly realized what the two of them were arguing about.
No wonder the Ministry of Rites eagerly came to talk about military matters!
It turned out to be about killing prisoners!
Ma Ziqiang paused and continued: "Especially the 6,000 guards in the Beijing camp. If they are involved, I am afraid it is not suitable to return to the capital to guard."
After Zhu Yijun heard this, he already understood the cause and effect.
I couldn't help but feel a headache.
This matter is not easy to handle either.
This matter is too hazy. After all, if a battle is won, is it a reward or a punishment? Who among them participated, whether they were officers or soldiers? Or is there no clear evidence, were the prisoners killed or not?
Nothing is more troublesome than wrangling.
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but glance at Wang Chonggu, waiting for the cabinet minister's judgment - since the two came to him together because of differences, Wang Chonggu's attitude must be different from Ma Ziqiang.
But unexpectedly, Wang Chonggu did not comment on this matter. Instead, he spoke about another matter: "Your Majesty, the latter is related to the Tatars, and they are starting to make moves again."
When Zhu Yijun heard this, his expression changed and he immediately forgot about what happened before.
He asked hurriedly: "Is it Tuman Khan? Or a certain one?"
Wang Chonggu immediately explained the cause and effect: "It's still Duoyan Wei!"
"Now that winter is almost over, Dong Fox is active among the tribes of Tuman Khan."
"It is said that they are planning to send tens of thousands of troops. To avenge their previous shame, they are now uniting all parties to invite spring plunder."
Wang Chonggu paused and said: "I heard rumors... I even went to find King Shunyi who joined our dynasty."
Zhu Yijun took a deep look at Wang Chonggu.
King Shunyi is the title of Ada Khan.
However, the news that Dong Hu came to visit was not reported to the court, but Wang Chonggu knew about it - otherwise it would not be called a rumor.
No wonder people say this person is the ballast of Xuanda University.
Zhu Yijun lost his mind for a while, then collected his thoughts and looked at Wang Chonggu: "If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
He could naturally hear the unfinished meaning in Wang Chonggu's words.
As expected.
Wang Chonggu met the emperor's gaze and spoke firmly: "What Ma Shangshu said about the six thousand children of the capital camp, I have all kinds of words to refute it."
"However, now that the meeting has happened, I just want to ask for a chance for them to redeem themselves and make meritorious deeds."
Zhu Yijun suddenly raised his head and looked towards Wang Chonggu.
Wang Chonggu suddenly raised his hem and prostrated to the ground: "Your Majesty, our court has been tired of defending for a long time, so much so that even a small section of the Tuman Khan dared to jump up and down and provoke us again and again."
"I think it's time to take the initiative to go out and attack head-on! Let's show our fangs to the Tatars, Tumans, Nuzhi, Ola and other barbarians from all over the world!"
"Destroy Duo Yanwei and capture Dong Fox alive!"
"The head hangs from the gate!"
Those words were like blood and fire coming from the border fortress!
Sonorous and powerful, destroying gold and breaking jade!
Chapter completed!