Wanli Xinming

Chapter 30
On the [-]th day of the first month of the first year, on the birthday of the Empress Dowager Cisheng, hundreds of officials congratulated her.Because the empress dowager worships Buddhism, the emperor ordered the supervisor of li to speed up the repair of the scripture factory that had not been repaired during Muzong's time, and restarted the construction. The internal money was [-] taels of silver, and tens of thousands of copies of various Buddhist scriptures were printed by precision engraving for the empress dowager Li. Blessings, blessings.

The queen mother was very happy when she saw the printed scriptures with clear style, clean paper, and elegant binding, and praised Zhu Yijun a few words.

Seeing that the Queen Mother was in a good mood for several days in a row, Zhu Yijun took a chance and said: "There are a lot of people in the factory, and the people in the printing and factory warehouses have not done much for these years, and they are all sloppy. It is better to call him to print books. In addition, there are too many supervisors and ministers in the inner court that have nothing to do with political affairs, and the personnel are too numerous, so my son intends to sort it out."

Because the emperor wanted to rectify the palace affairs, he said it more than once.Empress Dowager Li took it seriously this time, and had a deep talk with Zhu Yijun.Hearing the emperor's plan, he hesitated again and again: "The establishment of the 24 yamen was ruled by the ancestors. According to the emperor's son, is it against the ancestral system?"

Zhu Yijun looked at Empress Dowager Li squarely and said: "It's still these superintendents, there is no increase or decrease. It's just that the payment method of silver taels has changed, and my son feels that it is not against the ancestral system."

Seeing that the emperor was serious, Empress Dowager Li thought about what Zhu Yijun said, and finally turned around and nodded: "The emperor can handle it himself."

Zhu Yijun got the Queen Mother's approval, so he called Zhang Cheng, the inner supervisor, and said, "You have been by my side for several years, and you have read books, so I will give you something to do."

When Zhang Cheng heard this, he began to think that the emperor was going to promote him to lead the class. When he heard that the emperor wanted him to manage the management factory, he said with a bitter face, "The emperor doesn't like slaves around?"

Zhu Yijun said: "I have a big article to do in this factory. You have done it carefully, and you have made credit. You will be promoted to the chief eunuch."

At this time, Zhang Cheng was only the inner eunuch of the eighth rank, and the chief eunuch was the seventh rank, and he was promoted to three ranks at once. The emperor's cake was so big that he almost fainted with joy.

Zhu Yijun spent more than half a month in his spare time, for the General Office, the Salary Care Division, the Shangyi Supervisor, the Neiguan Supervisor, the Siyuan Bureau, the Baochao Division, the Nei Weaving and Dyeing Bureau, and the Needle Industry Bureau. The leading stewards and eunuchs did training.Finally, he instructed: "Give you one year. In addition to taking on various tasks in the original palace, each division, supervisor, and bureau must be responsible for their own profits and losses, and compare them with each other. If you do well, I will not be stingy with rewards."

The eunuchs in charge did not have the pedantic idea of ​​"not competing with the people for profits" like the civil servants. Even if there were half a fool who read and read, how could they dare to be unlucky when they saw the emperor's enthusiasm?All confidently said: "Don't worry, the emperor, if you can't do it, you will cut off the slave's head."

Zhu Yijun said with a smile: "I have arranged to guard eunuchs in various places, set up shops, and monopolize the products made in the imperial factory. There are markets and channels, so it's up to you."

Everyone was gearing up, and they all said they wanted to do a lot.

Zhu Yijun turned his face again, and said sternly: "I have arranged for the director of the imperial factory to have Zhang Jing arrest the general manager, and will set up statistical inspection bureaus in Dongchang and Jinyiwei, which will be responsible for checking accounts and corruption. If you Don't blame me for being ruthless when there are things like strong buying and selling, bullying the market, hurting the public and private, etc." Everyone listened, and solemnly agreed.

Everything was arranged, and Zhu Yijun felt relieved in his heart.This was a major move for him to gradually become familiar with the affairs of the inner court for more than half a year, and then to set up an imperial factory to implement a major move to divest the bloated inner court.

Although it was said that Empress Dowager Li had been fooled, over time, Empress Dowager Li must have noticed something different.But at that time, the million taels saved every year, plus the profit from sales revenue, would be so large that the Queen Mother would not dare to change it at will.

Although this divestiture will bring financial benefits to the market, "public institutions have become state-owned enterprises", Zhu Yijun conjectured, and a large number of "state-owned enterprise diseases" will inevitably occur over time.

But—this is the imperial society, and those who don’t do well are sent directly to the Laundry Bureau to do the laundry!If you are too greedy, the royal slave does not have to go through the judicial process, the emperor will kill if he wants to!Zhu Yijun wanted to see, who dared to get sick?

While it was dark, Zhang Hong, the head of the director of li, entered the hall and said, "Your Majesty, Duke Cheng is dying. According to the imperial doctor, it's just these few days."

Zhu Yijun was surprised when he heard this.He asked, "The last time he gave a lecture, he was also a sutra official. How many days has he been doing?"

Zhang Hong played: "The Duke of Cheng contracted the cold when he entered the autumn. Because he said that he was going to review the Beijing camp this winter, he forced his sick body to teach him, but he couldn't get sick."

Zhu Yijun groaned for a long time, then said: "The country has lost the city! According to the usual practice, how can I treat the minister as sick?"

Zhang Hong was stunned when he heard the words, and after thinking about it, he played: "The emperor of this dynasty seldom went out of the palace to see the minister's illness, only Taizu and Chengzu had it. There were no rules at that time."

Zhu Yijun heard a move in his heart, and said with a smile: "This minister has made great contributions to the country and is the guardian of the emperor and my teacher. I want to visit his house, how about it?"

Zhang Hong is broad-minded and upright, but lacks quick-wittedness, and his level is much lower than that of Feng Bao. After listening to the emperor's words, he actually got stuck, and after a while, he asked, "How does this make it happen?" The doctor has been sent to the doctor as usual, and the emperor does not need to give such grace to his family."

When Zhu Yijun heard what he said, his good mood disappeared.He lowered his face and said, "Then go ahead, I'll go and ask the Queen Mother."

Zhang Hong embarrassed and resigned.Zhu Yijun was overwhelmed and went to the Queen Mother Li and said, "The Duke of Chengguo is dead. The imperial doctor said that it will be in these two days."

Empress Dowager Li was also generally surprised, and said, "I saw Mrs. Chen last month and said that Duke Cheng was training in the Beijing camp. How is it like this?"

Zhu Yijun whispered: "Empress mother, my son wants to go to Chengguo Gongfu to see the disease." Empress Dowager Li nodded, but then she said worriedly: "The emperor's departure from the palace is no trivial matter. How can I have everything ready for a while?"

Looking at Zhu Yijun in doubt, he said, "Don't you want to go lightly? Or even leave the palace in a light dress?"

Zhu Yijun originally wanted to take it lightly, but seeing that Empress Dowager Li saw through it, he didn't dare to say that, so he came back a little and said, "I don't dare to do it in Bailongyu suit. How about Qingche Jiancong?"

Empress Dowager Li had a decision, thought for a while and said: "The public family of Chengguo has made great contributions to the country. When you were in the imperial examination, you also said that he was loyal and talented. It would be good for the emperor to go and see."

At this time, I saw the benefits of Zhu Yijun's expulsion of Feng Bao.Because Feng Bao was not with Empress Dowager Li, no one spoke directly to Empress Dowager Li about the royal etiquette, and she acted according to her heart a lot more.I didn't ask the people around me how my ancestors did such a thing, and I agreed directly.

Zhu Yijun was overjoyed.But after all, Empress Dowager Li had a strong political mind and said, "It's not appropriate for the emperor to go by himself, so arrange someone to ask Mr. Zhang and ask him to accompany you."

Zhu Yijun's heart moved, and he asked with a smile, "Does the queen mother want Mr. Zhang to ride?" Empress Dowager Li nodded, and Su Rong looked at Zhu Yijun and said, "Exactly." There was a deep meaning in her eyes.

Zhu Yijun smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, the mother, the son has already agreed with the mother, and the big handle will agree to it." After a pause, he said, "It's fine to make another statement at this time."

Zhang Juzheng received the order and immediately started preparations.The cabinet and the Ministry of Rites and other departments were busy from the afternoon to the next day, and the ceremonies of the "light car Jian Cong" were ready.

The eldest of Jinyiwei, Zhu Xixiao, is the younger brother of the Duke of Chengguo, and it is not necessary for the emperor to accompany him.Chen Ju and others mobilized experts from the East Factory and arranged personal escorts; Jin Yiwei commanded Li Santai, a fellow clerk, to seal all the roads from the imperial palace to Chengguo Gongfu.

Zhu Yijun rode the chariot, Zhang Juzheng rode in the carriage, called forward and embraced him, and went to Chengguo Gongfu.

Due to the simplicity of the light carriage, the Ministry of Rites arranged for Zhu Yijun to ride a "small" horse carriage with eight horses. It was one zhang and nine feet long, with a pavilion cover, two lattices on the front and left, and a screen in the back, with a red carpet and seats.Other flat plates, drop bead plates, and wheel spokes are all shapes that can only be used by the emperor, with dragons and phoenixes carved on them, and various decorations, highlighting the meaning of supreme.The only downside is that the wind blows from all sides.

The cold wind of the twelfth lunar month made Zhu Yijun's face turn blue, and he couldn't keep him warm when wrapped in a fur cloak.I secretly said in my heart: "If this unfortunate carriage is not abolished in the future, it will be a shame for the traveler!"

Poor Zhu Yijun has spent more than ten months in the palm-sized place from the Emperor's Palace to the Harem, suffocating and suffocating. Thanks to Cheng Guogong's failure, this is the chance to get out of the palace.But the way was blocked by the door lattice on the carriage, only a bunch of Jinyiwei officers and soldiers could be seen through the crack of the door, and no Beijing city residents saw a single one.

Chengguo Gongfu was close to the imperial city, and when he arrived at Chengguo Gongfu, Zhu Yijun almost froze.Zhang Juzheng, who saw Chen Cheng, also turned blue, and the two were relatively speechless.

Zhu Yijun thought to himself: "In the past, Huo Guangyu was riding, and Emperor Xuan was on his back. Today, Zhang Juzheng is riding. I don't feel anything but cold."

　Yesterday afternoon, I received the station short, and the editor said that the historical classification will be strongly recommended, and it will start at [-] o'clock tomorrow afternoon.Thank you dear readers for your great support!Without your testimonials, reviews—including typos, this book wouldn’t be where it is today.Brother Xianyu's comment yesterday gave me a feeling of intoxication. I think that although I am very tired these days, the readers should be bored.

　　In order to achieve good results in strong push, Lao Mo decided to fight, and the update frequency will be accelerated in the past few days, and a wave of small climax will be set off.Although the manuscript has not been saved, Lao Mo is determined to fight at night and give everyone a reason to continue to support Lao Mo.

　　Many readers say that Lao Mo is an old gun playing a new account, but it is not true.Lao Mo is an old bookworm. He has experienced a lot of ideological struggles since he started to write when he saw it. When he really started to write, he realized how much I used to think about the authors of the books I read.

　　The company of all of you these days has given me a lot to gain.In the past, I always felt that it was false for film and television singers to say that they loved fans and audiences on the stage. When I got to this stage, the feeling of being affirmed, the feeling of forging ahead, was something that Lao Mo had never experienced before -- really I can't help but fall in love with this feeling, and I won't forget it until I die.

　　grateful to have you! ——My thoughts before the recommendation.

　　


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