Chapter 182 Killing Pigs to Celebrate the New Year
Chapter 182 Killing Pigs to Celebrate the New Year
Wei Bin smiled and was polite, but he was also laughing in his heart.
His Majesty asked him to find these capable but unsuccessful people from Jiaozhi, hire them at a reasonable price, bring people to work in the Ming Dynasty, and then let them go back. Originally, he was doubtful whether these methods would work.
But after arranging for a servant to take them to see the scenery of Guangzhou, these people did have a strange look in their eyes.
These Jiaozhi people were only allowed to work in Ming Dynasty for a maximum of two years at a time, and they earned much more than they did in Jiaozhi.
From these leaders to ordinary people.
Wei Bin didn't know how the Foreign Inspectorate worked in Nanyang, but these people were all connected by the Foreign Inspectorate.
There is intelligence and instigation, there are these insiders who have been bound to Ming's interests, and...
After receiving them, he went to the inner room, where the son of Marquis Funing was waiting for him.
"The riots caused by the miners in Guangxi have subsided?"
"Yes, Eunuch Wei."
Wei Bin looked at him with a smile: "Funing Hou's loyal service to the Lord will be rewarded. We will leave it to you to deal with the Jiaozhi slaves in this labor service. Don't blame our family for not reminding you, and there is no need to deduct from them.
We must also keep an eye on their managers and not treat the slaves poorly. We must let them know that they can make money by working hard under the Ming Dynasty, instead of being slaves. Do you understand?"
"I understand that I will not disappoint my father and father-in-law."
Wei Bin nodded.
Wei Bin couldn't tell you why he failed to manage Jiaozhi in the past.
But this time he knew that His Majesty was patient with Cochin.
What Huang Mingji wants to make is not money, but country.
When Master Wang comes again, how many people will look forward to Ming Dynasty depends on whether Wei Bin will do well next.
As he approaches his twilight years, Wei Bin feels as if his life has only begun to be considered a success since then.
He still has such an opportunity to leave his name in history!
But now, things in Guangdong have just begun.
In the face of tremendous changes, too many people in Guangdong are at a loss as to what to do.
In the front yard of the Liang family, dozens of people gathered there and begged Liang Chu's eldest son.
"We are all here to visit Mr. Liang. Please let me express my feelings."
"Yes, Liang Gongde is highly respected..."
The eldest son of Liang Chu looked at them helplessly and said: "My father is ill and needs to rest. My father already knows your thoughts. The humble house has hosted a banquet in the side hall. You have come all the way, so go and have some tea first..."
In the flower hall in the backyard of the Liang family, how could Liang Chu have any signs of illness? On the contrary, his face is getting more and more rosy now, and he is living a leisurely and comfortable life.
At this moment, so many people in the front yard can't see Liang Chu, and it's not an ordinary person who can let him see him in person.
Here comes Huang Zuo.
"Teacher, this time the student has been appointed as the official director of the Guangdong Domain. I am really scared. Please give me some advice."
Originally, it was from the right council of the fourth rank, but this time the Guangdong organizational reform, the Chief Envoy Office itself will be expanded a lot.
In the original Chief Envoy's Department, except for the two Chief Envoys on the left and right, two political advisors on the left and right, and an irregular number of left and right advisors, there were only twenty officials in total.
Now, there will be officially established five offices for officials, households, rituals, workers, and soldiers. Each office will be of the fourth rank. Under it, there will be many officials from the fifth to ninth ranks, and below it, there will be five bureaus for each prefecture and each county.
Connecting the five agencies.
What Huang Zuo has to face is the thousands of low- and mid-level official positions that are about to expand in Guangdong.
According to His Majesty's decree, the Guangdong Civil Service Bureau can select local officials below the sixth rank by themselves. However, the selection results, official files, and the examination and appointment process must be submitted to the Ministry of Civil Service for record.
Come.
Huang Zuocheng was terrified.
Liang Chu looked at this junior whom he greatly admired and sighed with a smile: "Your Imperial Examination talked about official administration, and Haice also talked about official administration. Now you are asked to be responsible for the official administration in Guangdong. Why, are you shrinking?"
"...It's on the cusp of the storm." Huang Zuo smiled bitterly, "After all, the student has only been an official for more than a year."
"...Yes, it's only been more than a year, and you are in the fourth rank." Liang Chu said meaningfully, "Guangdong's officialdom is such a fertile ground. Aren't you and Zhang Futai proof of that?"
Huang Zuo came to Guangdong because Zhang Fujing killed most of the top officials in Guangdong. The imperial court needed people who were familiar with Guangdong's hometown. The emperor at that time wanted to promote new people, and other officials were somewhat respectful of Guangdong.
Previously, the Right Councilor had only been stationed at Lingnan Road, doing some communication work between the feudal yamen and local governments.
But how important and practical is the official position now?
"You always feel that you have little experience, you are too cautious, and you are not enterprising enough. You should learn from Zhang Futai." Liang Chu looked outside lightly, "There are so many people in the front yard, they all want to invite me to come forward to Zhang Futai."
Futai begs for mercy. In the past, the mountain was high and the emperor was far away, but now, if the sky changes, the sky will change. Since you don’t dare to rebel, what can you do? Zhang Futai established his power with blood, and now is the time for you to come forward to appease him."
After retracting his gaze, he looked at Huang Zuo: "From now on, your burden is heavier than that of Zhang Futai! For many years, the gentry has been confident. In the final analysis, it is just because they can't do without them if they want to govern Guangdong. It is impossible for Zhang Futai to kill them all.
Yes, there are so many new official positions in Guangdong, and most of them have to be selected from the Guangdong gentry. How to make them use the selected ones depends entirely on how you do it. Although you can choose from the eighth-grade and lower prefectures, they must all be selected.
You approve it here.”
"That's why I came to ask for advice from my teacher." Huang Zuo said sincerely, "The student has received too many invitations to pay tribute in the past few days..."
"I only have one thing to say to you."
"Teacher, please speak!"
Liang Chu smiled secretly: "Next time if Futai wants to use a sword, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you for some black sheep."
Huang Zuo was stunned.
"The Metropolitan Inspectorate, the Metropolitan Inspectorate, the Metropolitan Inspectorate, the provinces, prefectures, and counties are all established. What do you think they do?" Liang Chu said to him with a smile, "You just have to be kind, declare your responsibilities, and supervise the work.
If someone still can't turn a corner and breaks the law, then next year when the college entrance examination is held, there will be a group of new talents, can't they make up for it? Promotion is very fast for those who work hard, and students who have never had any interest in it will be admitted as talents.
In the officialdom, the water in Guangdong has come to life, and your authority has been put into practice."
"...student understands, thank you for your mentor's advice." Huang Zuo stood up and saluted, "How about...student go and explain the new system of officials in Guangdong to the guests of your mentor?"
Liang Chu nodded with a smile: "Go."
To cut through the mess quickly, someone needs to be able to straighten it out.
This is a delicate job, but it suits Huang Zuo.
Liang Chu stood up on his chair and walked leisurely under the eaves to look at the scenery in the backyard.
Thousands of new official positions were created in Guangdong. Officials and even some key government officials now had official status. The threshold for scholars was lowered, and candidates were promoted to the top and the bottom.
Yang Tinghe, Wang Qiong, and no one in the court had such great courage.
Can Your Majesty really survive this game?
To be honest, Liang Chu also had some doubts.
Therefore, I feel a little disappointed: running fast is leisurely, but I feel increasingly lonely.
The most regrettable thing is that we can't see what Yang Tinghe, who has now become the leader of the New Law Party, looks like.
"Bring me my mentor's "Explanation of the Great Learning"."
He sat on a soft stool in the pavilion next to the courtyard and thought quietly: Why did Chen Jin and Zhang Fuking both ask him for advice on this book?
…
The important ministers of the imperial court got the "rule from the top" they wanted, and His Majesty really only cared about Guangdong's new law, Beijing camp and national affairs.
But the counselors were so busy that they were bald.
Not to mention the normal affairs of the two capitals and twelve provinces other than Guangdong, the new law in Guangdong is obviously too over the top.
The "new parties" still have to deal with the old Ming party's radical attitude toward the new law.
The emperor's method of handling these matters was to simply approve the bullets submitted by several "old party members" in Beijing, and then send them to local officials.
The comment was: Jiajing has not yet arrived for five years, so wait and see its effects.
This is very thought-provoking. The result seems to have given the new party enough time and trust, but also set a clear timeline.
What's even more amusing is that those people were all sent to Sichuan.
Fei Hong, the leader of the old party, is also there. Does this mean that the new party and the old party each choose a province to prove themselves?
The emperor who "ruled from the top" only had a few things to do in his daily life: talk about new laws at national policy meetings, talk about the three principles of nature, things, and people, and take care of important national affairs in the harem, and then go to the Wanfa Pavilion, the Military War Bureau, and the weapons inspection,
Finally, he often participated in the Beijing-based national policy implementation conferences organized by Cui Yuan and co-organized by Yao Rong.
He keeps his word when he says he only cares about these three things. Yang Tinghe often reflects late at night: Is this the life I want?
Fortunately, the "New Party" has a very strong banner: Yu Qian deserves to enjoy the Ancestral Temple.
But unfortunately, there was a very controversial event connected with it: Emperor Jing's entry into the temple.
At the end of the year, new imperial examination candidates who arrived in Beijing from remote provinces quickly joined this hot topic.
Xu Jie also arrived in the capital. He did not have a great reputation, although he ranked seventh in high school in the provincial examination.
Since he arrived in the capital, he sent a letter of honor to his mentor's mentor.
Because they entered the imperial center in advance in a more special way, Yan Song and Xu Jie had such a "fate" at this moment.
"Wen Wei mentioned you to me." Yan Song looked at the poetry presented by Xu Jie and nodded with a smile, "Sure enough, your knowledge is excellent and you are a national weapon."
Xu Jie replied humbly: "The counselor is very complimentary. Master Nie probably saw that the student was depressed at the time, so he gave me some words of encouragement."
Of course, Yan Song was just being polite. After putting down his poems, he said to him: "Songjiang was hit hard by the disaster earlier. How is Zisheng's family doing?"
"Thank you, Counselor, for your concern. The student was also very worried at that time. Fortunately, he received a letter from his family before the first round of the provincial examination, and only some property was damaged. The student was lucky enough to be ranked seventh this time, but most of the reason was that many of his classmates were uneasy.
"
"Zisheng is so humble. He has experienced great disasters without any disaster. This is also the way of luck." Yan Song saw that he was calm, humble and well-behaved, and he felt more favorable. He suddenly asked, "Zisheng is a talented person. He is only 20 years old. I wonder if he has ever done it before."
Marriage?"
Xu Jie was confused for a moment, and then answered truthfully: "We have already decided to get married. The student hopes to get married again next year when he is in high school."
"That's it." Yan Song nodded slightly, "Then prepare for the exam with peace of mind. You are a student of Wenwei, but I don't have much to say to give you any advice. The Ministry of Etiquette will test this level. After all, you still have to rely on yourself. To learn from one's talents,
There is no need to worry about the rest. I think the princes have discussed it a lot, and now the court must pay attention to practical matters."
"Yes, there is indeed such a discussion." Xu Jie came here, but he was not shy, "Students do have shortcomings in practical aspects, and I would like to shamelessly ask for advice on which books students can study."
Yan Song pursed his lips and smiled, and after a while he said: "As for practical matters, when I was living in the countryside, after returning to the court, I did read several good books, and my insights were quite unique, especially Qiu Zhongshen Gong's
"The Supplement to the Explanations of the University" contains hundreds of thousands of eloquent words and contains great wealth. There are only more than three months left before the examination, so Zi Sheng can study this skill intensively."
Xu Jie immediately stood up and saluted solemnly: "Students must be attentive. Thank you for your guidance."
After a while of chatting, Yan Song took the tea and Xu Jie said goodbye knowingly.
Looking at his back, Yan Song continued to frown and think.
Once a high school student is admitted to the imperial examination, it is quite popular to catch a son-in-law who is ranked below the list.
There are really not many young people like this. It is rare that they are still good-looking, calm and polite, but it is a pity that they have already discussed the marriage.
All I can do is pay more attention.
In the capital, Cui Yuanzai asked his younger brother to study the "Extensions of the University", and Yang Tinghe also made the same request to Yang Dun.
Zhang Zilin, the Minister of Rites, was busy with the affairs of Yu Qian's accession to the Imperial Ancestral Temple and Emperor Jing's entry into the temple. The examination was already a familiar matter, so the arrangements would naturally not start so early.
Zhu Houcong heard Zhang Zuo's report and confirmed with a smile: "The booksellers in the city are printing the "Extensions of the University"?"
"Exactly." Zhang Zuo only reported and said nothing else, although he was a little worried.
Many of the words in that book about why kings are established are indeed quite treacherous.
"Let them go." Zhu Houcong didn't take it seriously.
Relatives, friends, nephews, disciples and old friends. It is normal for me to give advice to some people before I try such a big event like leaping over the Dragon Gate next year.
This is unavoidable.
As for the severity, it depends on whether you know the severity after the Ministry of Etiquette will test the questions.
Instead, Zhu Houcong ordered: "Go and arrange for someone to ask the imperial village how the several crops brought back by Gao Zhong are doing. If there are any needs for the agricultural services of Wanfa Museum, we will do our best to meet them."
"This slave takes the order."
Zhang Zuo left, and Zhu Houcong quietly watched the secret report sent back by Wei Bin.
The annual package that the palace will request from Guangdong next year includes a large amount of "Nanyang fragrant rice" as tribute to the palace. After Huang Mingji is responsible for the procurement, it will begin to purchase large quantities from Jiaozhi and Champa.
What is important is to form a large scale within three to five years, so that a large amount of rice can be sold to the Ming Dynasty. Driven by high profits, no matter what disasters happen to Jiaozhi and Champa, I am afraid there will be no shortage of hoarding for export.
In addition, there are these interest groups established by exporting goods and manpower to the Ming Dynasty. If this strategy continues, Huang Mingji will need to spend a lot of money for the time being and it will be difficult to make a profit.
It’s the end of the year, what will your relatives’ attitude be when they hear this year’s accounts meeting?
Although it has only been in business for a few months, they cannot fail to see the benefits.
"Huang Jin, go tell Luo An and use the tail that Fang Muxian found out at that time." Zhu Houcong said indifferently.
Huang Jin felt a chill in his heart and took the order.
Zhu Houcong has adopted a son for Zhu Houzhao. He will naturally protect this son from the lineage of Prince Rui.
Although everyone knows that King Rui may be the best banner in the future, it depends on whether anyone dares to use it.
The old party is currently in the stage of reorganization, and Yang Tinghe is still not determined enough.
In the next two to three years before the new law is enacted, there will be a shortage of money.
The New Year is coming soon, let Yang Ting and them kill pigs again.
After he finished handling these matters, he went to Chang'an Palace. Lin Qingping had already shown her pregnancy. When Zhu Houcong saw her lying on the couch and not moving, he was convinced: "I am already pregnant, so I need to move around frequently. Get up, and I will accompany you to the Imperial Garden."
Take a walk.”
Outside the palace, Luo An called Wang Zuo after receiving the order.
"You found out in Nanzhen Fusi last year that Si Cong has been working for Marquis Jianchang, right?"
Wang Zuo nodded: "I'm helping him lend loan money. Last year, the Zhang brothers became much less timid, and Si Cong also restrained himself."
Luo An stared at him: "Si Cong was the one who received your favor back then. If you have something to do this time, you ask him to do it."
"...I humble my position and take orders."
"Before Zhang Rui and the others were arrested last year, the Marquis of Jianchang took over a lot of Zhang Rui's property that should have been confiscated, but this incident was not reported. In addition, do you still remember the Cao Zu case in the 10th year of Zhengde?"
Wang Zuo's heart trembled: "I remember my humble position."
"Evidence was found during the trial of Fang Muxian." Luo An narrowed his eyes and said, "If Si Cong is a smart man, he will be punished this time. Guangdong still needs a smart man."
"I understand, I understand." Wang Zuo clasped his fists and accepted the order, "I will make arrangements now."
Luo An knew that he knew what to do, but he still reminded him: "From small to large, starting from the Ministry of Punishment, and being judged by His Majesty."
"I remember from my humble position... There was a case in Wanping County Government last year. A Wanping citizen, Sun Ming, sued the Marquis of Jianchang to seize his land, but Wanping County Magistrate did not dare to accept it."
"good."
One day later, a beggar-like figure appeared outside the county government office in Wanping County, holding aloft a piece of paper pleading in blood.
When the county government prison clerk heard what happened, he couldn't help but run to find the county magistrate.
"My lord, what's wrong, the man who sued Jianchang Hou is here again!"