The memorial notes of Wenyuan Pavilion were to be presented to Zhu Di.
This is a memorial to the people asking for begging to be abolished.
The most difficult thing to imagine.
Because this move is to abolish the old system of the imperial court. If you are not careful, you will be at odds with the emperor's will.
Zhu Gaochi frowned. This was his first performance, so he had to perform well. But if he made a mistake, not only would he suffer, but the people in the world would suffer as well.
The secretary in the middle school whispered: "Has the prince made the plan? I will send it to Fengtian Palace."
He was not the one who ruled the world before, and no one taught him.
Zhu Gaochi raised his head in frustration and looked at Xie Jin next to him: "Bachelor Jie, what is the method of counting salt?"
"The Salt Counting Method was used in the early years of Hongwu. It was banned in the last years of Hongwu. Your Highness was still a young prince at that time. It is normal that you don't know. I will help your Highness clear up some confusion."
Xie Jin put down his bold pen: "The salt calculation method is that the court sells salt to the people. Based on the number of people in the household, the salt is one catty per month for large households and half a catty for small households."
The big mouth refers to adults, and the small mouth refers to children.
That is, adults were given one pound of salt per month, and children were given half a pound of salt per month, which was sold by the court.
Zhu Gaochi was a little confused: "If it was banned, why did it become re-enabled?"
"If the people are allowed to buy salt on their own, there will be too many coins in circulation, and it will be extremely difficult for the household department to clean up, and there will inevitably be omissions in the accounts," Xie Jin said.
Zhu Gaochi had beads of sweat on his forehead and looked at the person next to him in the book room: "I'll report this to my father and allow me to think about it for a few more days."
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Zhu Zhanyong came out of the East Palace.
He left the palace directly and came to the residence of the Marquis of Xincheng. He saw Zhang Shi lying on the chair of the Grand Master, with many preserved fruits and delicacies placed in front of him. He looked like the second generation ancestor who wanted to destroy the Marquis's mansion.
Seeing Zhu Zhanyong, Zhang Yu stood up as if as a spring: "Your Highness, are you coming to see me so soon?"
"I'm going to do something big, do you dare?"
"My eldest brother said before I left for the battle, I asked Your Highness to protect me. Why don't you dare? Your Highness, what did you say you were going to do?" Zhang Xi looked like he was about to rush out and fight with others.
"Intercept Xie Jin's carriage."
Zhang Xiu is naive, but not stupid. Xie Jin is the greatest Confucian in the world, a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion, a celebrity around His Majesty, and most importantly, Xie Jin is the lecturer of Wen Pavilion.
Zhang Shi was born with a fear of his husband.
"Your Highness, why are you messing with Mr. Xie?" Zhang Xi hoped that he would give up this idea.
"If you don't want to go, then lend me the carriage."
On the other side, the court went down.
Xie Jin sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and meditated, reviewing more than two hundred memorials every day. Even if he worked diligently, this was still a very sad thing.
Suddenly, the carriage suddenly stalled, the carriage swayed this way and that, causing the body to bump forward and backward.
Almost thrown out.
"Sir, someone stopped the carriage."
Xie Jin lifted the car curtain and saw Zhang Shi driving a carriage opposite. He couldn't help but cursed in his heart. Duke Rongguo Ke knew how to make such a fool of himself.
"Sorry, sorry, we didn't know it was Mr. Xie's carriage." Zhang Xi spread his hands, looking innocent.
The driver was Zhang Shi.
The person who got off the carriage was Zhu Zhanyong.
I saw Zhu Zhanyong walking up to Xie Jin's carriage: "I begged the emperor to ask my father to come to the capital to be the crown prince. It was Xie Xueshi. Why did he ask his father to review the salt law?"
"If the ban is allowed, the accounts of the Ministry of Revenue will not be settled. If not, the local people will be filled with resentment and it will be impossible to make a decision. This is to harm my father, am I right?"
Jie Jin looked at Zhu Zhanyong deeply.
This boy had been in the capital for a few months, skipped school all day long, and looked like a completely different person. It was said that not long ago, he even drew a ship plan and shot the son of Marquis Wucheng.
You are really brave to dare to intercept his carriage today.
You must know that intercepting the carriage of a minister of the DPRK is a serious crime. If you are a commoner, you can be imprisoned in a light way. If the circumstances are serious, you can be exiled to a distant place.
"Yes, the memorial was indeed given to His Highness the Crown Prince by me."
"Why?"
This was the purpose of Zhu Zhanyong coming here. He wondered whether Xie Jin had switched sides and supported Zhu Gaoxu. After all, this was something that even Zhu Di would find difficult to break.
Xie Jin didn't want to answer, and said calmly: "Xie is a person who adheres to the ancestral system."
The next moment, Zhu Zhanyong got on the carriage and asked Zhang Shi to drag the driver away. There were only two carriages left in the quiet alley.
"Now I'm the only one left, Lord Reconciliation. Can you tell me the reason?"
Jie Jin hesitated on his face. He was one of the few people in the court who supported the prince. As long as Zhu Zhanyong was not stupid, he would not drag him into the water.
"It's okay to tell His Highness Zhan Yong. Does Your Highness know the Imperial Censor Chen Ying?"
Xie Jin said calmly: "Hu Guang, the in-law of the lower official, has something in his hands."
The Imperial Censor of the Imperial Procuratorate, Chen Ying?
Zhu Zhanyong had heard of him.
Chen Ying was the anti-counterfeiter of the Ming Dynasty, specializing in exposing officials' corruption, and then coaxing them to do things for him or seek benefits.
Zhu Zhanyong got off the carriage.
Cunyi Street is a luxurious mansion with three entrances and three exits.
This house,
It is the residence of Chen Ying, the imperial censor of the Ming Dynasty who fought against counterfeiters.
She had just returned from her shift, and Chen Ying walked leisurely, carrying her hands behind her back, and entered the luxurious mansion.
The steward came forward with a small package in hand: "Sir, this is sent by Hu Guan, the Prince Consort. He hopes that your Excellency will not expose the crime of forcibly marrying a commoner's daughter."
Chen Ying glanced at the shriveled little package and became a little angry: "Go back, who is this officer? Tomorrow, I will submit his charges."
Returning to the main hall, she took off her scarlet robe and put on plain clothes. She took a sip of tea and said, "Have you found any clues about Xie Jin?"
"Xie Jin was on duty today and was blocked by a carriage on Wugong Street. It was Zhang Xi's carriage from the Hou family in Xincheng, but the person who got out of the carriage was Zhu Zhanyong." An official sitting in the main hall responded.
Chen Ying smiled and said: "I asked Xie Jin to give the prince a salt law. If it is banned, the Ministry of Household Affairs will not be able to liquidate it. If it is not banned, the people will complain, the prince will not be able to gain a firm foundation in the capital, and Zhu Zhanyong will be just a neglected emperor."
Sun, send a message to the King of Han that this matter has been settled."
The official raised his head and pushed the treasure package over: "Plain rice sent by Zhang Xin, Marquis of Jiangping."
"How many?"
"Five hundred taels."
"Tell him that the Japanese official will not submit his memorial tomorrow."
Early the next morning.
After leaving the early court, this was the time for Zhu Di to summon him alone. Chen Ying handed him a memorial: "Your Majesty, the consort Hu Guan forcibly married a commoner's daughter and took a brothel girl as a concubine. This is the memorial for your Majesty to read."
Zhu Di squinted his eyes and accepted the poem, but he did not rush to believe it. Instead, he ordered Ji Gang, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, to bring the consort Hu Guan, hoping to hear a different voice.
Zhu Di looked distressed and gritted his teeth: "Put him in jail!"
After Huang Guan was taken away, Zhu Di's expression softened: "The Chen Qing family has exposed many treacherous officials for me over the years."
Chen Ying smiled: "These are what I should do."
Zhu Di nodded, glanced at the old eunuch next to him, and said displeasedly: "Hasn't the Prince's memorial to the government been sent yet?" This chapter has been completed!
