In the seventh year of Wanli, on October 18th, there was heavy snow.
As the saying goes, if there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world.
According to this statement, Zhu Yijun has missed the good times since he ascended the throne.
There are always a few things that are on my mind.
For example, today, even if you practice martial arts, you still have endless political affairs to deal with and endless memorials to receive.
Outside Jingyun Gate, the school grounds.
Zhu Yijun picked up a long black bow, breathed evenly, tightened the bow string, and carefully aimed at the target fifty steps away.
Zheng Zongxue stood beside the emperor and continued: "...the review is scheduled to take place on the 22nd of the first lunar month. As for the number of people, which battalions, and the specific procedures, Mr. Wang Ge is still discussing with Governor Gu."
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Zhu Yijun suddenly released his fingers.
The arrow came out of the string, drew an arc in the air, and barely embedded itself into the edge of the target.
"You should pay more attention to the military parade. Zhao Yongxian will be transferred to Zhejiang to fight against the Japanese pirates. I am going to let Lai Tinghui take over as the right staff officer of the Beijing camp. You will carry him on your shoulders this month before he takes office."
Zhu Yijun put down the five-force bow and picked up a six-force bow - one pound in the Ming Dynasty was about 595 grams, and nine pounds and four ounces was one force.
With an extra force, when the bowstring is stretched, it is not as full as before.
Zhu Yijun's arms were trembling a little, and he took a serious look: "Take advantage of the military parade to clean up the noble generals who are on empty pay. You are a civil servant, so it is more convenient for you than Gu Huan to do this."
In a Beijing camp with 100,000 people, it is inevitable that some people will live on empty wages.
It needs to be checked every three to five years.
Just as Zheng Zongxue was about to speak, he heard the buzzing of the bow string, and an arrow grazed the target and flew back.
When he saw the bow and arrow falling to the ground, he held it in his hand and congratulated the emperor: "The distance of this arrow should be one hundred and twenty steps! It can be seen that your majesty already has six powers, and he is truly both civil and military!"
The emperor's training is based on the standards of the Beijing camp. The distance requirement is 120 steps to pass, and 160 steps to be excellent.
In terms of strength, it is divided into upper, middle and lower. The upper force is one hundred and twenty kilograms; the middle force is eighty kilograms; and the lower force is sixty kilograms.
The emperor can draw a six-power bow and shoot 120 steps, which has already reached the standard of a big-headed archer.
Although he missed the target, Your Majesty shot far!
Wu De prosperous!
Zhu Yijun glanced at Zheng Zongxue angrily: "You have become a sycophant. Why don't you see me practicing my accuracy?"
To be honest, he must have done countless preparations like this for half a day.
For example, the test standard for martial arts examinations is to shoot at a moving target for eighty steps and hit half of the twelve consecutive shots.
Therefore, Zhu Yijun can only be said to be above strength, not accurate enough, and a half-step big-headed soldier.
Faced with the emperor's ridicule, Zheng Zongxue simply said calmly: "I am fortunate to have you by your side now. If you obey me, even though your majesty is the emperor, how can you talk about it?"
To obey the emperor is also because you are afraid that the emperor will be bored.
After Zhu Yijun heard this, he didn't hold back his expression and burst into laughter: "The courtiers all use allusions to persuade me, but you use them to make me happy."
This was said by Yuwen Shiji.
Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty saw a tree and casually praised it as a good tree. The scholar Yu Wenji on the side roared and raised his hands in agreement, "Ah, it's really beautiful."
Taizong said silently, you look like a sycophant, so Yu Wenshiji said what Zheng Zongxue said - it can be seen that the true confidant is the one who can make the leader relax.
Of course, Zheng Zongxue was not just trying to please, but more importantly, he was using Tang Taizong to encourage the emperor.
After the incident in the southern suburbs, these imperialists had higher and higher expectations for the emperor.
Zheng Zongxue asked for a while, but he couldn't push the envelope. After a while, he calmed down and got back to the business: "Although in recent years, most of the nobles who did not obey orders have been sent to the Governor's Mansion of the Fifth Army, but I am afraid that I will have to pay them for free.
Chase after the battalion officer..."
"The minister's strength has not been enough, but we still need a group of lieutenants. The generals can do their best to cooperate."
As the left staff officer of the Beijing camp, he can be said to be the current standing officer, with a humble but powerful position.
But after all, he is a civil servant, and his control is never enough to penetrate deep into the middle and lower levels.
Zhu Yijun did not say that I only wanted results, but expressed his understanding: "So, I plan to take advantage of the military parade to have a group of deputy generals, staff generals, guerrilla generals, and assisting attack generals attend class with me."
"At that time, I will show you my name as emperor and give you some advice."
Naturally, doing work for the deputy generals and generals was not all to pave the way for Zheng Zongxue to check his salary.
What's more, now that he is getting older, he has further needs to control the Beijing camp.
When the civil servants control the cabinet, courtiers, and generals, they need to go deep into the capital camp and have a deputy staff - one general per battalion, and a thirty battalion means thirty people, which is not too many.
Zheng Zongxue was startled: "Class?"
Zhu Yijun nodded and put down the bow in his hand: "Qi Jiguang, Yin Zhengmao, and Yu Dayou have all been leading troops in Zhejiang, Guangdong, Guangxi, and Fujian for a long time. Those who should be transferred must be transferred, and those who should be taken care of must be taken care of.
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"When I returned to Beijing to report on my duties, I happened to be assigned to the Beijing Wei Martial Arts School."
"After all... I have almost learned the Confucian classics, and it's time to study the martial arts classics."
Hearing this, Zheng Zongxue couldn't help but remind him: "Your Majesty, in recent years of Japan's civil war, more and more Japanese slaves have fled to our coasts every year. Now that all the commanders and soldiers along the coast are being transferred, it's better to be careful."
It’s not about how strong the Japanese pirates are in combat.
But this thing is just like black slaves, it is cheap, and it is extremely easy for the gentry in Zhejiang and Fujian to recruit them.
It would be bad if some people with ulterior motives deliberately cause trouble during the reassignment of commanders and military officers.
Zhu Yijun hummed and explained: "Governor Yin Zhengmao's errand has been sent to Zhang Xueyan. The affairs of Zhejiang and Fujian will be dealt with by Ding Anbo and Li Zaiting."
These are all things that have been considered for a long time.
The Shanghai Shipping Department and the Fujian Shipping Department are about to open ships and collect customs duties.
Delegating power is a last-minute necessity.
Therefore, Zhu Yijun not only handed over all the military and political power of Fujian province to the governor Li Zaiting, but also simply sent Gao Gong, the former chief minister, to Zhejiang to shine.
While the two were talking, Zhu Yijun suddenly caught a glimpse of Wei Chao leading Shen Shi walking over.
When Zhu Yijun saw this, he started to chase people away: "Let's do this for now. I will take time to inspect the capital camp before the end of the year. You will be my lieutenant general and prepare the files of the generals."
When Zheng Zongxue heard this, he immediately bowed and resigned.
When he turned around, he saw Shen Shixing, stepped aside and bowed his hands in greeting.
He bowed his head in return.
The two of them passed by each other.
Shen Shixing came to the emperor and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty."
Zhu Yijun reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​practicing sword practice and stood up on the spot.
Seeing this, Shen Shixing got straight to the point and said, "Your Majesty, can you postpone your visit to Shuntian Mansion for a while?"
Zhu Yijun frowned: "Suspension? Hasn't it been agreed before the daily meeting?"
Shen Shixing replied cautiously: "Your Majesty, the country is troubled, and more than a hundred court officials have been appointed to official positions. They have been very busy recently, and the Chang Dynasty cannot be separated from your Majesty's brave and decisive decision for a moment..."
Zhu Yijun waved his hand and interrupted the guy directly: "Shenge Lao Xini is on my head, right?"
Shen Shixing choked.
After he had no choice but to plead guilty, he finally told the truth: "Your Majesty, the new Yin Wang Zhiyuan of Shuntian Prefecture only arrived yesterday. He said that he wanted to familiarize himself with the affairs of the Yamen and was temporarily unavailable to accompany your Majesty."
"Hu Zhili, the governor of Shuntian, just came to the cabinet and said that His Majesty is visiting Shuntian Mansion. Some people in the prefectures and counties below are quite panicked. In order to avoid trouble by then, I hope that Your Majesty will take back the order."
"After Wang Zongyi took office as the Ministry of Rites, he also said that His Majesty's trip was frivolous and should never be..."
Zhu Yijun let go of his strength and staggered to his feet.
He couldn't help it anymore and tapped Shen Shixing with his finger: "Mr. Shen Ge, you and I, the monarch and the ministers, are one. The cabinet cannot always be convenient to the outside world. Instead, I am tied up."
Shen Shixing wanted to speak but stopped.
Zhu Yijun took the hot towel and wiped his sweat, looked at Shen Shixing, shook his head and said, "I have lived in the palace for a long time and have never seen the world."
"The heroic decisions you speak of are mostly based on my own judgment and forced decisions."
"That's all in the past. Nowadays, such a major matter of interfering in the country's foundation is to clear out the land. How can I continue to push back and stop me from even trying to spy on it?"
"Even if the cabinet wants to set an example for civil servants and make compromises in economic adjustments, it should still be able to reason with them and persuade them sincerely, so as to serve as a bridge between the superiors and the subordinates. How can people fall in whichever way the wind blows?"
Zhu Yijun educates the troublemakers with sincerity and sincerity.
Shen Shixing's intelligence is impeccable, but his temper is too soft.
It's okay to be bullied by the emperor, but he often compromises with the court officials. Who are you, Xiao Shen, hanging out with?
Shen Shixing felt helpless.
If only the emperor said it was as simple as that.
None of the emperors of the Lao Zhu family had any worries. They would either leave the palace in disguise to fight, or they would leave the palace to investigate Feng Shui.
Is there any time when civil and military officials from all over the dynasty didn't express their opposition? Whoever supports it should not be scolded bloody?
He also sincerely persuaded me. If he was so easy to persuade, I never saw anyone trying to persuade the emperor.
Shen Shixing was full of slander in his heart, but he sincerely admitted his mistake and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty taught me a lesson. I will go back and make new arrangements."
He was about to resign and leave, when he suddenly heard the emperor calling him again.
Shen Shixing raised his head in confusion.
Zhu Yijun turned his head towards Jiang Keqian, and Li Jin ordered: "Uncle Yutian, Li Daban, take people to clear the Jingdao of Shuntian Prefecture."
The two of them left in response.
Shen Shixing looked at the emperor in surprise: "Your Majesty..."
Zhu Yijun waved his hand: "Shen Qing, stand here and don't move around until I change into regular clothes." After that, he turned around and left regardless of Shen Shixing's call.
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Shuntianfu Yamen.
The new Governor Wang Zhiyuan was sitting in the lobby, constantly flipping through the files, frowning.
The files of Shuntian Mansion are really too complicated and messy!
It can be seen with the naked eye that there are a lot of bad debts, which can be traced back to the period when Sun Yi was in office ten years ago. This person was just greedy. The land disputes caused by this, the illegal passes issued with the seal of the Yamen, and the arrears of the trading companies
There are countless silver taels, and no one has solved them in the past seven years!
As for the case files involving land and household registration, either a number has been passed down for ten years, or a page is missing here and a volume is missing there. It is obvious that the lower officials are perfunctory, the superiors are laissez-faire, and even important files are deliberately taken away.
However, Jin Lijing, the former governor, took the initiative to end his political life and canceled his relationship with the emperor. It was impossible for him to catch him back and question him.
As for the other messy things, they are countless.
For example, the more than 3,800 wealthy households who moved to Beijing from Zhejiang and other places were completely disappeared from the Yellow Book.
Or the place of origin of the people who moved in from other provinces this year to obtain student status is confusing. They originally had a wealthy household registration, a business registration, but inexplicably changed it to a student registration, etc.
All is beyond investigation.
What is the difference between this situation and measuring the acres from scratch and counting household registrations from house to house?
Wang Zhiyuan felt deeply troubled and couldn't help but sigh.
Shuntian Mansion has always been known as Xiaojiuqing, and it was mostly a springboard for courtiers. The Five-Day Beijing Zhao is a true reflection of this position.
Even after the emperor issued an edict in the first year of Wanli to standardize the tenure of all officials, there was some improvement, but there was already a lingering feeling that it would be difficult to return.
Even if the term is five years, who can properly deal with the mess of more than ten years?
Most of the current governors think "it's better not to do it".
Just like what Jin Lijing said when he took up his official position in the rumor, it is better to have a good official position than to have no choice but to do it yourself.
"Wang Jingzhao, this is the Dingkou that was counted during the fifth year of Longqing's reign when Sun Yi was in office."
A voice awakened Wang Zhiyuan's thoughts.
He raised his head and saw Zhizhong walking out of the side hall holding a stack of files.
Wang Zhiyuan quickly stood up and caught it: "Trouble with Changzhi."
After all, Zhizhong is a fifth-grade official, so he still needs to be respected.
Chang Chunqiao quickly replied: "Don't bother me. It's my honor to work with Wang Jingzhao. Jingzhao's original words of 'working with the public and being an ear for politics' once made me look up to him as a role model."
Wang Zhiyuan was not well received in official circles, but his reputation among the people could be summed up in one sentence: "Every family has a Buddha."
Equalizing corvee labor was Wang Zhiyuan's consistent political opinion.
As soon as Fang took office in Shuntian Prefecture yesterday, he openly declared that he "aims to suppress the chariot-hub Tonghou, eunuch the noble relatives and famous tycoons, and return the people of Yuanyuan in Chi County to improve." - Aiming to suppress the nobles and let the people recuperate and recuperate.
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The appointment of such a figure at the juncture of Tutian Qinghu naturally polarized the subordinate officials.
Fu Cheng Guo Tingwu was transferred to Taichang Temple early this morning due to his overnight stay.
Chang Chunqiao, who had just been promoted from local government to Shuntian Prefecture in July, couldn't wait to join.
When Wang Zhiyuan heard the compliment from his subordinate, he smiled politely.
Just when he was about to be polite, he suddenly heard a commotion outside.
The two of them looked outside together.
I saw a group of uniformed guards and factory guards filing in.
Wang Zhiyuan frowned, put down the file and went forward.
He is fifty-three years old. He has a face with Chinese characters and a plump face. A slightly dissatisfied look appears on his face, which reveals his awe-inspiring righteousness.
As soon as I walked out of the lobby, before I could scold him, I saw the face of the person coming clearly.
I was instantly shocked!
Wang Zhiyuan's expression of inquisition disappeared, and he hurriedly turned back to the lobby, explaining to the perplexed lower official: "The head of Uncle Yutian and the factory superintendent must be the emperor!"
"Quickly, tidy up your appearance!"
The words just fell.
Then three whips were heard, and then a soft voice came into the hall: "The emperor is here! The officials and gentry welcome you! The common people prostrate themselves!"
A mind-blowing Kung Fu.
The two people in the lobby saw a figure slowly appearing like stars over the moon.
Wang Zhiyuan and Chang Chunqiao hurriedly picked and patted their bodies, rubbed their faces, and walked quickly to the entrance of the lobby.
The two looked serious and respectful, and bowed solemnly.
"I have seen your majesty, Chang Chunqiao, who is in charge of Shuntian Prefecture!"
"Your Majesty is here in person, and I am terrified!"
Wang Zhiyuan, a third-rank official, naturally does not need to introduce himself.
Zhu Yijun walked in from outside, looking curiously at Shuntian Mansion.
Speaking of which, in the past eight years, he has been out of the palace only a handful of times.
In other words, there are six yamen outside the Meridian Gate, Wang Shizhen's villa twice, and the royal road used for worship in the southern suburbs, which is not even considered outside the palace.
Feeling depressed is unavoidable, after all, the Forbidden City is only so big.
So much so that even if it was a yamen at this moment, Zhu Yijun couldn't help but look at it with interest for a long time.
He looked back before he could finish his thoughts, walked into the lobby, and said with a smile: "I came unexpectedly."
After saying that, he raised his hand to signal the two of them to stand up.
Wang Zhiyuan saw Shen Shixing only after he stood up. He suppressed his emotions and nodded.
"Huh?" Zhu Yijun looked at Zhizhong of Shuntian Mansion with a look of reminiscence, "Have I met Zhizhong before?"
Chang Chunqiao quickly replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I am the magistrate of Jiangyou County, Sichuan, who came to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit in the second year of Wanli. In July this year, I was promoted to the governor of Shuntian Prefecture."
Zhu Yijun suddenly realized.
After being reminded, he actually remembered the batch of local officials who were excellent in law in the second year of Wanli and entered Beijing together with Qi Jiguang.
This guy was the county magistrate who exposed Shangguan on the spot—and the reason why Hai Rui patrolled Sichuan.
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but sigh: "It takes only five years from the seventh grade to the fifth grade. It seems that Chang Qing has lived up to my expectations in the next few years."
Although it is normal to reach level one in three years, being promoted at that point is the privilege of the proud ones.
Only Jinshi who were born in the Hanlin Academy have this qualification.
County magistrates like this are often stuck in the sixth or seventh grade for their entire lives.
Chang Chunqiao's face was both proud and reserved: "I have little talent and little talent, and I only succeed in promoting people. It all depends on your majesty's ability to govern the country, the trust of the governor of the sea, and the fairness of the official examination. Only then will I be able to stand out."
Although he initially exposed Shangguan, he was promoted to the sixth rank due to his meritorious service.
But these are small details.
The main thing is to win the favor of the superior.
Zhu Yijun smiled, of course this was wrong, wasn't it his ability that caught Hai Rui's fancy?
But of course he would not use these polite words to a humble official.
Zhu Yijun asked casually: "How is the situation in Dutian, Sichuan?"
Sichuan was given special attention by the Chief Minister, so Hai Rui was allowed to leave several years in advance.
Hope it's not too bad.
Changchun Qiao thought for a moment and replied: "Your Majesty, I don't know very well. When I left Shu, the land and households had just begun."
"Things were going well at that time."
Zhu Yijun couldn't help but nodded, Hai Rui was still reliable.
He, Shi Shiran, was sitting in the main seat in the lobby. While looking at the files on the desk, he asked: "How did the Jinshi in these two subjects do after they go there?"
This kind of thing will naturally be reported to the officials.
But you still have to listen to different perspectives.
Chang Chunqiao hesitated for a moment, then told the truth: "It's a mixed bag of pros and cons."
"Like Li Sancai, Li Counselor, Li Kun and Li Fujun, their reputations are very good both in official circles and among the people."
"There are also cases where after becoming a Jinshi, either because of their shortcomings or because they were unhappy, they made things extremely bad."
Zhu Yijun clicked his tongue and couldn't help but sigh: "Li Sancai is a bit beyond my expectation."
This guy has a good eye but a low skill, but he is very good because he knows how to read the dishes.
As a result, Wang Xijue often wrote love letters to this guy.
Hai Rui's letter even said that if nothing happens again this year, he will take Li Sancai as his godson.
It's really a bit like a Ming succubus.
Zhu Yijun shook his head, put these things behind him, and asked Wang Zhiyuan about the business: "Is Wang Qing planning to settle the land and clear the household?"
Wang Zhiyuan walked up to the emperor and replied: "Your Majesty, I am looking at the Dingkou statistics of the five years of Longqing."
Zhu Yijun said: "How?"
Wang Zhiyuan sighed and said helplessly: "I'm afraid I have to start all over again. This volume of statistics is completely uncountable."
Zhu Yijun was confused: "Why?"
Wang Zhiyuan thought for a moment, thinking about how to explain to the emperor.
After a long while, he spoke: "Your Majesty, the Huidian originally stated that the household registration of Shuntian Prefecture was 669,300. However, in the fifth year of Longqing, the number counted by Sun Yizheng showed that the total population was only 147,000.
There are three hundred wonders."
"Only 20% is left! I really can't believe it!"
Chapter completed!