Zhu Zhanyong decided to go to Jiefu to have a look.
After leaving the Meridian Gate, we walked along Chang'an Avenue to Jie Mansion. The gate was full of Confucian scholars, as if this was not a private residence but a college.
Confucian scholars outside the mansion were queuing up to hand over invitations and greetings.
Inside the palace gate, the originally spacious front garden has become a place for Confucian scholars to discuss the classics and Taoism. There are many Confucian scholars sitting on the ground, who look like they are reading.
It has really turned into an academy...
During the Hongwu period, Lao Zhu killed so many corrupt officials that many great scholars hid in the mountains and forests and did not dare to come out to serve as officials. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the imperial examination was discontinued, resulting in a gap in cultural inheritance.
As a result, in the early years of Yongle, Confucianism was not prosperous and the people were addicted to Buddhism.
Zhu Zhanyong grabbed the Confucian scholar next to him and asked, "What are you reading here?"
The Confucian scholar smiled and said: "I came to Beijing from Fuzhou Prefecture to take the exam. I read Jiegong's recent work and his theory of distinguishing things. After reading it, I found everything new and refreshing."
This is the science of debate.
It looks like the Xinxue, but it is different. However, Wang Yangming's Xinxue is also derived from Neo-Confucianism, and Xie Jin is a master of Confucianism, so it is not surprising that it is similar.
This time Xie Jin is really famous all over the world.
You must know that if the original historical trajectory was followed, Xie Jin would probably be exiled from the capital. After being recalled to the capital, he would not be reused and would freeze to death in the snow.
After using Bai Jia Zhi Ming, Jie Jin's life pattern, which was in a dead situation, has been completely changed.
Zhu Zhanyong came to Houyuan.
The last time he asked the little daughter Qiongbi to appear as a saint, the Taoyuan Poetry Festival was a sensation. She should miss that feeling.
At this moment, the back garden of the mansion is solved.
Jie Lin's swollen apricot eyes and orange-red skirt show the delicacy and agility of the beautiful little girl with a beautiful nose.
"Miss...Miss, Your Highness Zhan Yong is here..."
When Xie Lin heard this, he stood up after a moment.
"Humph, he still dares to come to me. Take me to see him somewhere."
"Ah, miss, do you still want to see him?"
"I want to ask face to face if it is really only half a song."
The last time Xie Lin was in Taoyuan, she had already amazed everyone, but the original poem of Taohua An Song was too long, so Zhu Zhanyong only gave him half of it, causing her to make a fool of herself in public.
Zhu Zhanyong saw her holding her waist with both hands, like a beautiful little ibis, and thought to herself that her complexion... wasn't very good?
She hummed softly with an imperceptible force: "Why are you here, Your Highness?"
She was very angry, but she still wanted to salute Zhu Zhanyong, but Zhu Zhanyong could already tell from the pout of her pear that she was dissatisfied.
"I heard that Miss Xie was crying."
Humph, people regard her as their best friend, how can she tell their secrets?
Xie Lin curled his lips slightly, he didn't want to ask about the poem now, he just wanted to turn around and go back to the boudoir, but he felt unwilling to give up like this.
"Hmph...I won't cry again."
After she finished speaking, she held the hem of her skirt in her pretty slender hands and walked towards the courtyard.
"Miss Xie, don't you want to avenge your shame?"
Xie Lin walked a few steps and stopped.
Zhu Zhanyong smiled: "Actually, I have another poem, which is complete this time. It will definitely help the girl avenge her shame."
"Wha...what poem?"
Zhu Zhanyong smiled and said nothing.
The little daughter Qiongbi returned to Zhu Zhanyong and said in a low and sincere voice: "Okay, okay, I admit that I was angry with you just now... who told you to only tell others half of it."
"I only remember half of the poem. I don't mean to make things difficult for the girl. This time it must be complete." Zhu Zhanyong felt that it was necessary to explain clearly.
"Then tell me."
Zhu Zhanyong was not being pretentious. When he recited some poems, they were indeed related to this situation. He walked into the flowery courtyard, turned around and read a poem.
There were many popular novels in the early Ming Dynasty. This poem is not that amazing, but it can still make a small splash at poetry gatherings. After all, great scholars such as Xie Jin will not go.
After reading, Zhu Zhanyong asked: "Miss Xie, how sincere am I? This time it is really complete."
"not bad……"
Although this is true, the sound in the voice shows that I want it very much.
Zhu Zhanyong is a very generous person. Even though the other party came to accuse her in a hurry, he gave it to her for free without asking for any compensation.
Zhu Zhanyong enthusiastically reminded: "This poem needs to be recited in a colorful scenery. Such an artistic conception will have a bonus effect. I hope Miss Xie can take revenge."
"Yeah!" Xie Lin nodded.
She is a girl who has no one-night stand.
She seems to have forgotten that she came to me for revenge... Zhu Zhanyong secretly cursed and said: "Then I will leave first."
Return to the palace.
At Zuoshun Gate, Zhu Zhanyong saw Wang Xi, the eunuch of the imperial family, and hurriedly walked to the Twelve Prisons: "Is there anything going on in the palace?"
I had already passed through Zuoshun Gate and saw Zhu Zhanyong.
The king happily came back to see the gift, and said with a smile: "Master Jie has been promoted! I have never seen anyone who can be promoted after being released from the imperial prison. Your Majesty, with great kindness, has granted Master Jie to concurrently serve as the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, the second rank of Pinyi, and the Food and Drug Administration.
The monthly salary is sixty stones."
It seems that the emperor already knew Xie Jin's knowledge.
During the Yongle period, although there were academicians in the cabinet, their grades were not high. They were only of the fifth rank. Later, when they also served as ministers of the Sixth Ministry, their grades improved.
Zhu Zhanyong didn't expect it.
The Guozuo luck points that were conveniently used allowed Xie Jin to be promoted.
Go back to the side hall.
The farming affairs of the past dynasties still need to be copied. The emperor attaches great importance to the completion of documents. Although he has initially established a foothold since coming from the capital, there are still many unpredictable things.
If I agree, I will finish editing it, not to mention it will be a great achievement.
However, Zhu Zhanyong did not intend to organize it anymore and asked Lao Zhu to finish it in Hongwu while he went to the hunting ground to get it.
Zhang Xi had been looking forward to hunting for a long time and asked excitedly:
"Your Highness, what are we hunting this time?"
The second-generation Hous have been depressed for a long time, and if they don’t recharge, their loyalty to me will seem to fade away.
After Zhu Zhanyong thought briefly for a moment, he said: "Let's think about wild boars this time. The hunting ban is over and we can now hunt large prey. Call Chen Zhao and the others."
Zhang Xi ran away excitedly.
When they heard that they were going to hunt wild boars, Chen Zhao and others brought the best equipment. Fang Tongda, the son of Uncle Fu Chang, also brought a barking black dog.
Zhu Zhanyong asked: "Why did you bring the dog?"
"I heard from Zhang Xi that he brought the dog here to hunt wild boar today... Your Highness, you don't know that the wild boar will escape. Let me do the task of finding the wild boar today." Fang Tongda patted his chest.
Chen Zhao and others are not feeling itchy and want to hunt a big wild boar today and parade it around Chang'an Avenue.
"Okay, let's go." Zhu Zhanyong smiled bitterly.
Hou Erdai's hunting team headed towards Dongyuan, and the road was familiar. When they arrived at the entrance of Dongyuan, Zhu Zhanyong did not need to give instructions. Since the wild boar has rough skin and thick meat, they planned to hunt together today.
What does the Grandfather want to give me?
Zhu Zhanyong was just wondering when he saw a carriage arriving with goods. The man looked like a civil servant and a scholar, whom he had never seen before.
Opening and reading it records the farming affairs from the Western Zhou Dynasty to the Yuan Dynasty.
"These agricultural records, covering rice seeds, rice Yi, wheat, bean sprouts, hemp, water conservancy and other farming, were secretly compiled by Emperor Gao in the 26th year of Hongwu. Ren Zhaoxin, the eldest son of the former Minister of Rites, Ren Hengtai."
Confucian scholars’ self-taoist identity.
The emperor must have heard his complaints and ordered someone to compile it. It is worth mentioning that the pesticide used to kill insects and rats before the Ming Dynasty was actually arsenic, which was soaked in seeds.
Zhu Zhanyong flipped through several volumes, and the handwriting was clear and neat. The quality could be directly stored in the database. It looked like it had been carefully edited.
Free your hands from calligraphy.
You can also submit it for credit.
At this moment, Zhang Xi rode over on a fast horse.
"Your Highness...it's not good...someone wants to rob the hunting ground..."
"Who is it?" Zhu Zhanyong asked.
Zhang Xian said: "King Zhao, although that guy is wearing a mask, his entourage never wears one."
Uncle Three Emperors?
She was probably beaten so much by the emperor that she didn't dare to see anyone. That day she was left in the Fengtian Palace. I heard that when the third emperor's uncle left, she was as shy as a young lady.
Chen Zhao and others also came.
"Your Highness... I've almost hunted the wild boar. I can't go back empty-handed. I also brought a crossbow. Why don't you secretly fire one for him?" Fang Tongda took out the cheating tool.
Chen Zhao immediately despised you: "Damn it, Fang Tongda, I'm telling you how your shooting skills have improved recently. You just unplug the crossbow and insert the bow again."
Xu Zhen, the son of Wukang family, said in an angry voice: "Your Highness, what should I do?"
"We finally hunted once, so what about King Zhao? We can't let him!" Zhang Min shouted.
Zhu Zhanyong said angrily: "Let's go, we'll come back next time."
Zhang Shi and others were furious after hearing this. They are not people who know how to tolerate. Because of their father's relationship, they also know the relationship between the prince and King Zhao.
"Your Highness, if you don't dare to beat him, I will..."
"Pretend you don't know him."
"Yes, he is wearing a mask. Is it normal that we didn't recognize him?"
However, Zhu Zhanyong showed his boss momentum and let them go.
He is not afraid of Zhu Gaosui, and he can get through the hunting grounds with ease, but it would be unreasonable to go hunting out of the palace. Moreover, the hunting grounds may be requisitioned by the royal family, so not seeing Zhu Gaosui is the wisest choice.
Zhang Mian and others saw Zhu Zhanyong speaking. Although they felt very unhappy, they still followed Zhu Zhanyong and left obediently.
Zhu Zhanyong went down the mountain from the east of the hunting ground and took a detour to leave.
The other end.
He was ordered to collect two hundred thousand taels of silver.
Zhu Gaosui was so frustrated that he wanted to go hunting to relax. He originally wanted to order someone to find a mountain forest for wild hunting, but he accidentally found this hunting ground. At first glance, it looked no different from an ordinary mountain forest.
The gurgling stream flows for a long time, and the clear spring is clear in winter and summer. Geese, pheasants, wild ducks, and pheasants crow in the forest, and deer, deer, foxes, and rabbits gather in groups. It is like a scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.
Not surprisingly.
The capital is the place where the richest man in the world is located, and the mansions of the wealthy gentry are as big as the palace of the Han Dynasty. It is a luxury that the common people cannot imagine.
As long as they do not occupy the people's land, the court does not care what the gentry does.
Zhu Gaosui had the idea of purchasing the hunting ground, but if it reached the ears of his father, he would probably investigate the source of his money, and the gain would outweigh the loss.
"Has the silk been sold?"
"His Royal Highness, King Zhao, has purchased too much silk. There is no shortage of silk in the capital. Otherwise, I can borrow the silver from His Highness the King of Han and return it to His Highness the King of Han after it is sent to the Tea Horse Market for trading." The subordinate officer whispered an idea.
Zhu Gaosui snorted coldly: "These are all bought with military pay. Father, can you send me to Peking? Sell them at a discount of 20,000 taels. Use the king's silver to make up for the 20,000 taels. Damn it! I feel so sad."
I am the king!"
"Your Majesty, are we going back to the capital like this?"
"of course not!"
Zhu Gaosui prepared a big gift for his beloved nephew.
A few days later, after tearfully selling out 200,000 taels of silk, and after the swelling on his face had subsided, Zhu Gaosui finally entered the palace and came to Wenyuan Pavilion.
At this moment, in Wenyuan Pavilion, Zhu Di was accompanied by Zhu Gaochi, Xie Jin, Wuzhong, Zhang Fu and Qiu Fu. Hearing that the farming work had been completely organized, they couldn't believe it and came to see it.
"Royal Ancestor, Sun Chen compiled the rice seeds last time. Now the farming methods, seasons, and pests of wheat, bean sprouts, beams, and hemp have also been compiled." Zhu Zhanyong said.
Zhu Di looked through several classics.
He gave Zhu Gaochi three years, but now in one year, the most important farming work has been compiled. The local people are in urgent need of such a book.
In fact, the Yongle Dadian was compiled very quickly, but it only needed to be revised over and over again before it was finally finalized, which only took six years.
Zhu Di closed the book and raised his head in confusion: "Did you edit it?"
This is too fast.
Jie Jin and others also looked at each other in confusion. You should know that writing five thousand words a day is considered too much. Officials often work hard all night long to write a memorial of ten thousand words.
"No, Sun Chen filled in the gaps in Wenyuan Pavilion. In the Tang, Han, and Song Dynasties, there were agricultural officials from the Ministry of Industry who compiled it. Sun Chen just filled in the pre-Qin, Yuan, and Ming dynasties and integrated them into one volume." Zhu Zhanyong said frankly.
, it took several days to check for leaks and fill them up.
Zhu Di turned his head and looked at Zhu Gaochi: "This matter was done well."
Wu Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, and the Wenyuan Pavilion scribe felt the same way when he heard this.
Zhu Zhanyong said to Zhu Di: "Then Sun Chen has resigned."
Zhu Di nodded, and Zhu Zhanyong exited Wenyuan Pavilion under the eyes of all the officials.
Zhu Gaosui looked complicated.
I had a lot of fun hunting in the hunting grounds these past few days. I hunted most of the spotted deer. I finally put away my gloomy mood and my thoughts became clear:
"Father, the people do not know the season for farming, so the harvest is not enough to pay the taxes, and the hungry people flee. I heard that the people in Henan have not paid their old rents and have new debts. In desperation, they have to sell yellow calves, or even their children...
So, the world is in urgent need of promoting farming orders! How to push it? Naturally, books on farming are needed to educate the people. Zhan Yong actually compiled farming affairs. This guy is very slippery and will have a bright future."
Zhu Gaosui bowed and continued: "How about making Zhan Yong the county king and governing Henan?"
Wu Zhong was stunned.
Although he guessed that Zhu Gaosui was unwilling to leave the capital, he asked for a reward for Zhu Zhanyong, but he never expected it. He couldn't be picky. You can't say that you have bad intentions when you ask for a reward, right?
But this is where the problem lies. If Zhu Zhanyong really granted the title of Prince of Henan, he would have left Beijing and granted the title.
Zhu Gaosui bowed: "Father, in the fertile fields of Henan, people can only grow one season of rice seedlings a year. Few people grow wheat, but the land is vast. In the mountainous land, wouldn't it be possible to grow wheat, beans, mulberry, and hemp?
The people are hardworking and unwilling to take time off, but they don’t know how to manage the fields. The children and ministers can’t stand it. Zhan Yong can compile agricultural records. Henan needs such people to govern!”
Zhan Yong is still so young, and the second brother is already dozens of years old, but he is still living in the capital. Damn it, it is not Zhan Yong's turn to be blamed.
"Father..."
Zhu Gaochi was about to speak, but his sleeve was pulled by Wuzhong next to him.
It was repeatedly reported in the memorials that Henan was either suffering from drought or insect infestation. What Zhu Gaosui said was true. The main reason was that the Yellow River often flooded. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the imperial court organized people to dredge the Yellow River. However, the river was not dredged, but the people of the world were forced to rebel.
After that, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di did not dare to dredge the Yellow River lightly.
Flooded frequently.
The number of refugee households is accumulating day by day, and the number is gradually increasing.
At this time, someone needs to stand up and speak for Zhu Zhanyong.
"I secretly believe that the people of Henan are not rooted here. Your Majesty also knows that whenever there is a good harvest, the Yellow River floods. Drought comes in and floods come out, and the river irrigates the fields. Even if you send His Majesty Zhan Yong to go down, it will not help." The voice said.
cool and bright.
Everyone followed the sound.
It was discovered that the speaker was the British Duke Zhang Fu. Zhang Fu bowed and said, "Although I do not rule the county, I have heard from my generals that the imperial court regards the people as its foundation, and the people regard food as their life. The key is not to look at it.
Your Highness, Yong." This chapter has been completed!