After Zhu Biao read out the imperial edict, he put his hand into Li Shanchang's hand and said: "Grand Master, there is no need to leave the capital in a hurry. He can rest assured to rest in his mansion. It will not be too late to make plans when Li Qi comes back."
Li Shanchang stood up with tears in his hands, holding the imperial edict and said: "I am grateful for the emperor's great kindness. I just did my duty. I am really ashamed to receive such an honor."
Zhu Biao smiled and comforted him a few words. Li Shanchang was not talking to Li Shanchang in this situation. Zhu Biao said goodbye and left soon after. Presumably many people would come to see him at noon.
Although it is said that the tea cools when people leave, Li Shanchang's appointment as Grand Master shows a lot. Moreover, since he is retired and not dismissed, Hu Weiyong and other Huaixi dignitaries will definitely come to congratulate him.
But this has nothing to do with Zhu Biao. Zhu Biao only wanted to think about Yu'er's affairs when he passed by the Liubu Yamen. He asked Liu Jin to say hello to the Minister of War and transferred Zhang Yuan's family to the capital. It would be a bit of a problem for him to go there in person.
A masterpiece.
Liu Jin accepted the promise and came out soon. There was no need to worry about this little thing. He drove straight out of the city gate. Quan Xu had been waiting here for a long time. Zhu Biao got out of the car and got on his horse. They galloped for more than ten miles.
They met the cavalry stationed outside, and they gathered together and rushed towards Fengyang.
After more than two days of urgent march, they arrived at Fengyang Prefecture. Zhu Ping came to greet him and explained to Zhu Biao clearly what he had to do during the past few days. In fact, it was nothing. Zhu Biao had already decided when he left. In such a short period of time, it was natural.
There won't be any surprises.
Zhu Biao rested for one night and took over the government affairs again the next day. As for Quan Xu, he led five hundred confidants to take over the orphans and began to select them. Not everyone can do this.
The name Zhu Biao was also decided on for them. Since there was no Jinyiwei in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Biao always felt that it was a bit awkward. Although Quan Xu and the others felt that the name was not powerful enough, they did not dare to refute anything.
Zhu Biao took the time to take a look. Quan Xu's method of selection was also very simple. First, he picked out the strong ones. Of course, compared to these orphans, he also had to pick out the shortest ones.
These children have had good food in recent months, and their bodies are much stronger than when they were begging for food. Jin Yiwei is not only a spy, but also requires force to fight head-on to arrest criminals.
Then there is the selection of girls with outstanding looks. Needless to say, the rest is much more complicated. They need to test whether they can memorize words quickly, or whether they can hide their figure as quickly as possible, or their eloquence in dealing with people.
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Many of these people are beggars, but there are actually quite a few who are very articulate. In short, everyone has their own use. The same is true for those who are not outstanding in body and appearance and are generally stupid in mind. They are trained to do logistical chores.
Well, at least you know the basics.
After Zhu Biao took a look at it, he stopped caring about it. The Jinyiwei was far from being of use now, and it would have to wait at least five or six years before it could be of any use. It was still very early to reach the level of a pro-military captain's mansion.
Unless they take over the background of the pro-military captain's mansion in the future, their framework will definitely not be used. When Mao Xiang dies, Zhu Yuanzhang will probably bloodbath the middle-level cadres of the pro-military captain's mansion.
In this way, the pro-military Duwei Mansion, which has lost its high-level and middle-level people, can be perfectly inherited by the Jin Yiwei. At least Zhu Biao's generation does not have to worry too much about corruption. Of course, constant maintenance must not be forgotten.
Nothing happened for the next month. After Zhu Biao came back, he summoned Xu Yungong, Guo Chong, Zhu Fan and others who were scattered in various places in turn. All work was carried out step by step, except for the corrupt officials camp where more than a hundred people died from exhaustion.
Fortunately, the guards were not too difficult for the dandies who worked together, otherwise they would have been exhausted to death. It would be hard for Zhu Biao to explain, after all, whether his children were corrupt.
But this also frightened them to death. When Zhu Biao passed by and took one look at them, he rushed over to them and cried for his father and mother. He got up to work before dawn every day. He only had a piece of dry food and two ladles of water at noon, without any rest, and was physically ill.
People around them kept dying, and they were really scared.
Zhu Di, who is in charge here, also has a very dark face. These guys have better food than the corrupt officials, and they usually don't get whipped. They have to do some work slowly. There are hundreds of corrupt officials who have died from exhaustion. These bastards
They are all very energetic.
Zhu Biao was not too harsh. After all, they were not guilty people, but they were just a little bit dandy, relying on their father and brother's meritorious service to start a gang fight in Beijing, so he really cried and took them away. If they go out, do a good job.
Just do the work, and send it back if you don't do it well.
More than half a month later, the first snow of the year came. Fortunately, the work went smoothly, and the emigrants had houses to avoid the cold, and the cotton-padded clothes and quilts distributed by the court were able to survive.
Of course, quilts were given to the homes of the poor people in Fengyang. During this period, the men worked, and the women sewed these things in addition to cooking, so some of them were given away. After all, they were the elders in the hometown.
The snow kept falling all day and all night, and the people stopped working. Zhu Biao was also trapped in Haozhou City. After all, it was not easy to live in the camp in this snowy day.
The prefect of Fengyang gave up his mansion and took his family to live in the government office. Zhu Biao was not polite and asked for more promotions in the future.
Zhu Biao could take a rest at this time. The work and rest had stopped and the people were staying at home. Naturally, there were less things to do. All he had to do was send a few officials to keep an eye on him. Zhu Biao suddenly wanted to eat hot pot.
Fortunately, hot pot existed during the Warring States Period. Historical people used clay pots as pots. In the Five Dynasties, five-grid hot pot appeared, which was to divide the hot pot into five grids for guests to wash. By the Song Dynasty, the way of eating hot pot was very common among the people.
During the Tang and Song Dynasties, banquets were held in the homes of officials and celebrities, and hotpots were often prepared.
This thing was so lively that Zhu Biao simply called all his subordinates over. Fengyang was only so big, not to mention that most of the people had followed Zhu Biao into the city.
Everyone arrived in the afternoon, and the prefect of Fengyang personally prepared the ingredients. However, there were no vegetable greenhouses in this era, so the dishes were a little lacking, but there was enough meat, especially mutton.
It was rare to be so happy, so two more cows had to fight to death in the cowshed. Zhu Fan personally led people to bring them back, and the kitchen had a great time killing sheep and cows.
Originally, he was going to eat inside the house, but Zhu Biao looked outside and said, "It's not snowing too much, so why not eat outside."
The rest of the people responded in a hurry, so they placed several large tables in the courtyard. In front of the princes were naturally exquisite small pots, and they looked very familiar. Liu Jin, who was waiting on the side, was speechless. Why did he bring hot pot with him when he was out on errands?
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The rest of the people were not so particular. As the charcoal fire lit the soup in the pot and the water began to boil, small snowflakes fell in and disappeared instantly. The rest of them had already drank wine to warm up.