Three hundred and sixtieth chapters good for themselves
The father and son sat in the camp, eating lunch and discussing matters in the north. The various regulations were all intended to win over the people and let them know that the imperial court would treat them equally and would not oppress them.
After all, the imperial government's political strategy was good, but the sky was high in the north and the emperor was far away, and local officials were doing evil and levying exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes in the name of the imperial court, which made the people think it was the imperial court's will.
The implementation of central policies still depends on the cooperation of local officials. The difficulty lies here. The corrupt habits of former Yuan officials are difficult to change, and the founding fathers are also greedy and unscrupulous. It is difficult for the court to have people available to implement good policies.
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The father and son discussed it for a long time, but the final conclusion was still to kill, kill hard, and no matter how to promote new officials if the trend did not change, the final result would still be the same. There were also many corrupt officials in the Imperial College and last year's new scholars who were dismissed when they took office.
Previously, he had promised in front of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao that he would never collude with corrupt officials.
After Liu Chun died, he would kill a group of imperial envoys to see who would dare to help conceal the corruption of local officials. After the decision was made, Zhu Yuanzhang was sleepy and was about to take a nap. Zhu Biao quit the emperor's camp.
It was the scorching sun at noon, and the heat hit people's faces head-on. Zhu Biao looked around and saw that there was still a crowd of people whose heads he couldn't see. The entourage was too huge, and the camp was placed in the shade, while most of the other people
They are still basking in the bright sun.
Zhu Biao looked at the guards standing in the distance and called Dongping Hou Han Zheng who was accompanying him and asked: "Are the soldiers still wearing armor?"
Han Zheng, wearing a battle armor and holding a long sword on his waist, bowed and replied: "How can you be slack in protecting the Holy Master, let alone this is the rule."
Zhu Biao waved his hand and said: "It is enough for the pro-army soldiers who are guarding the camp to wear armor and carry swords. The rest do not need to be like this. Fainting in the hot summer will be troublesome. Go and give the order."
Han Zheng happily accepted the order and left. It was the first time for the emperor's ceremonial guard to leave the capital and get on the sedan chair. Naturally, he did not slack off at all. Han Zheng had originally thought about performing in the palace in two days. After all, how could he complain to his superiors just after leaving the city that he was tired?
Yes, it would be great if His Highness could take the initiative to relax.
After a while, the sound of joyful promises came from the distance, and Zhu Biao also laughed. Even though he was wearing cool clothes, he felt stuffy even when he was standing in the shade of the tree, let alone the soldiers. In order to set off the majesty of the emperor, they all wore colorful and heavy clothes.
, it’s not cold if you wear it in winter, but you’re looking for death if you wear it in summer.
Of course, it was also because Zhu Biao knew clearly that he was not going to fight on the grassland. The holy driver was walking on the official road, with military information stations in front and behind, and there were also scouting horses passing news back and forth. All the states and counties were watching closely. This was the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty.
There can't be any danger.
What's more, even without the armor, more than 10,000 shirtless men holding swords are enough to protect the emperor. Those who can travel with you are all muscular men. Those who are not in outstanding shape cannot enter Yiluan Division.
After a while, Zhu Biao saw a group of tall, shirtless soldiers in the distance bowing to him proudly. Their stiff backs were soaked with sweat, shining in the sun, and their faces were full of relief and joy.
Seeing this, Zhu Biao burst into laughter, shook his head and walked into his tent. There was an ice pan already prepared inside, exuding a chill. Zhao Huai'an quickly offered a bowl of iced black plum soup, and Zhu Biao took a sip.
After drinking it, I was aroused by the sour taste and coldness, and shivered with pleasure.
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He waved away the fruit Liu An offered him, lay down on the bed and fell asleep. There was really nothing to do if he didn't sleep on a hot day. The two little eunuchs stood by and took turns fanning themselves, so that the prince could
Sleep more comfortably.
Youyou slept for more than an hour. After waking up, Zhu Biao asked: "What time is it?"
Zhao Huaian calculated and replied: "If I go back to you, it will probably be Shen time soon."
Zhu Biao nodded and stood up. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and the hottest part of the day was almost over. Fortunately, the dawn time was long. Although it was delayed for a while at noon, it could be made up for. Anyway, the sunset was late.
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Then Zhu Biao went to wake up his father, and then ordered Dongping Hou Han Zheng to set off. The soldiers had almost rested. After drinking enough water, they raised the honor guard and started marching. Along the way, they also met many common people and people coming and going.
The caravans all respectfully gave way to the road, knelt on both sides of the road and watched the long dragon-like ceremonial guards passing by.
From then on, they marched in the morning and evening like this. Fengyang was not far from the capital after all, so they deliberately slowed down their pace and soon reached the territory of Fengyang Prefecture. The prefect of Fengyang and Yihui Hou Liu Ying came early to greet the holy driver and marched together.
Many local Fengyang gentry and elders also came.
In the tent of the camp, Zhu Yuanzhang was sitting upright, while Zhu Biao stood beside him with his hands down. After a while, Fengyang Magistrate and Yihui Marquis Liu Ying and a group of commoner old men came in and bowed down: "I and other common people (common people) see you, Your Majesty, long live our emperor."
Long live."
Zhu Yuanzhang replied in a rather depressed tone: "Everyone, get up."
Just as the magistrate of Fengyang was about to stand up, he heard the Marquis of Yihui Liu Ying next to him crying: "Your Majesty, I have failed to teach my disciple well, and let him commit such a heinous crime. I really have no shame in standing in front of you!"
Zhu Biao frowned, wondering what Mao Xiang did. Liu Ying clearly wanted to save Liu Chun's life and save herself from the reputation of fratricide, otherwise she would never have spoken like this.
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and said: "No matter what, he is your brother and the son of Xianyi Huihou. We will spare his life. You must discipline him well in the future."
When Liu Ying heard this and rolled her eyes, she was ready to cry and respond. At worst, she would break one of Liu Chun's legs with her own hands. Humph, if he followed Mao Xiang's instructions, how would he, the Marquis of Yihui, behave?
Rumor has it that he is a man who sells his younger brother to seek glory. He has never been able to get along in the circle of nobles. Once this incident comes out, he will have to stay in his hometown in Fengyang to visit graves for the rest of his life. Who would not want to do this to a husband?
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Zhu Biao suddenly said from the side: "My father thought about it again and again, and couldn't sleep day and night along the way. After all, he still cared about the kindness of Xianyi Huihou, and decided to spare Liu Chun's life, remove him from office, and escort him back to his hometown in Fengyang. This is the end of the matter.
The relationship between the Zhu family and the Liu family."
The prefect of Fengyang had worked with the prince for several months, and considered himself a die-hard East Palace Party member. The prince's words naturally had to be consistent with his words, and he immediately said respectfully: "Your Majesty is kind, filial, and righteous. The first righteous Huihou passed away many years ago, and only two sons remain. Although Liu
Chun is guilty, but considering the kindness of Xianyi Huihou, it is reasonable to give him a lighter sentence."
Liu Ying raised her eyes and looked at the prince. The two looked at each other, and Liu Ying was immediately shocked. Although the prince's expression was gentle, there was a clear cold light in his eyes, showing dissatisfaction with him.
There is nothing wrong with the prince's words, but the meaning behind them is that Liu Chun can live, but your father's love will no longer exist in the future, and the Zhu family will no longer owe the Liu family, so he can take care of himself in the future.