Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 398

Maybe it was because the Donglin Party was about to collapse, or maybe Qian Qianyi was getting old and thin, Gao Hongtu still met him after all, and talked with him for a long time.

The next day, as Minister of Rites, Gao Hongtu asked to see the emperor.

When he ascended the throne in Nanjing, in order to win people's hearts, it can also be said to be a check and balance, the emperor gave almost half of his official positions to those veteran officials.

Among the six ministries other than the cabinet, Gao Hongtu is in the Ministry of Rites, Lu Daqi is in the Ministry of War, and Jiang Yueguang is in the Ministry of Households.

The Ministry of Rites is in charge of imperial examinations and diplomacy. Although the real power is not great, it is noble.

Zhu Yixi had no choice but to summon him immediately.

Gao Hongtu is from Shandong, and he speaks pure Mandarin, which sounds comfortable and neat:

"Fujian Zheng's ships have thousands of ships and tens of thousands of soldiers. Now His Majesty is holding the board high, and he doesn't know when it will fall. He is terrified, so he sought out Qian Qianyi, the former Minister of Rites, to plead for mercy and express his difficulties..."

"That is to say, if I don't express my opinion, Mrs. Zheng is afraid that she will make an unwise move?"

Zhu Yixi sat up straight, no longer as lazy as before. He squinted his eyes and said displeasedly, "Is this a threat to the court?"

"Your Majesty, now that the North refuses to be a slave, how can it be messed up because of the Zheng family?"

Gao Hongtu said earnestly.

Forcibly suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, the emperor changed his tone and said: "I heard that Zheng Zhilong's son has come to Nanjing to drill holes around, that's all, let him come to see me!"

Gao Hongtu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, Qian Qianyi is getting old, isn't Guangxi too far away?"

"Guilin Mansion is the capital of Guangxi, how can it be like an ordinary place?"

The emperor said righteously.

He relegates these people to Guangxi, not counting them as human beings, but he just wants to use their reading ability to civilize the place.

Just like Han Yu went to Chaozhou, Su Shi went to Hainan, Qian Qianyi contributed to the waste heat in Guilin, which is much better than killing them directly.

"That's it!"

The emperor sighed: "For the sake of Qian Qianyi's contribution today, let's order him to study politics in Guangxi!"

It can be regarded as a special kindness if he didn't go all the way to the end.

Seeing this, Gao Hongtu could only give up.

Although it is still in Guangxi, Xuezheng is second only to the senior officials of the chief envoy, so it is not too wronged.

Of course, you have to go to Guangxi.

In a blink of an eye, Zheng Sen received a verbal order, tidied up, and hurried to the palace.

Along the way, he could vaguely see a few craftsmen repairing roads, painting and adding tiles from time to time, which shows that the repair of the palace is not over yet.

The emperor is too poor!

After entering the hall, apart from the magnificent bricks and tiles, the decoration inside was not half as good as his Zheng's.

Zheng Sen suddenly thought, no wonder the emperor would take money from Huizhou merchants and salt merchants without shame. It turned out that he was too poor.

"Student Zheng Sen, please greet His Majesty—"

Zheng Sen followed the eunuch step by step, and when he saw the person in front of him wearing a red robe, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed in salute.

"Zheng Sen?" The emperor looked at him thoughtfully.

The future Master Guoxing is only in his twenties, dressed as a scholar, with dark skin and a slightly slender figure, more like a martial artist.

At this time, he was just like Li Dingguo today, his mind was uncertain.

As a family of pirates, Zheng Sen's eyes are still limited to the Zheng family at this time, but reading has broadened his horizons, and he has awakened after all.

"I heard that you were born as a scholar?"

"The student entered Nanjing the year before last and studied in the Imperial College."

Zheng Sen heard the clear voice and immediately replied.

"After the fall of the northern capital, the provincial examination has not been held for many years. As Qian Qianyi's disciple, I'm afraid you will be a candidate."

The emperor said lightly.

Zheng Sen lowered his head, not daring to answer.

"Get up!"

Zhu Yixi smiled. Although the two are about the same age, their status is very different, which is insignificant.

"I've also heard about your Zheng family."

Seeing that he was still keeping his head down, looking orderly, Zhu Yixi nodded in satisfaction.

Perhaps it was precisely because of both civil and military skills that Zheng Chenggong never really rebelled, even though he was in a separatist regime.

His entangled heart is just like Cao Cao.

Confucianism is good for that.

Hearing about his own affairs, Zheng Sen was shocked and listened carefully.

"Zheng Zhilong was originally an earl, but it was canonized by the late emperor (Hong Guang), and I don't want to change it, so he is still an earl!"

"It's just that this earl is not a hereditary successor, but a successor like Jiang. If you want to continue to be rich, you need to make more contributions from your Zheng family."

"In addition, I intend to form the South China Sea Navy, so let your father be the admiral!"

Hearing the title, Zheng Sen was overjoyed, and kowtowed: "On behalf of the Zheng family, Zheng Sen thanked His Majesty for his kindness."

"En!" The emperor nodded slightly.

Zheng Zhilong is old, and the rich are safe, and the pirates have come ashore, and the threat is greatly reduced, so he is actually not afraid of the Zheng family.

Only Zheng Sen, the future Guoxing Lord, he is quite concerned about.

To interject, in fact, the name Zheng Chenggong is a wrong pronunciation, just like Han Gaozu.

You can call him Zheng Sen, or Zhu Chenggong (the Tang king gave him the surname Zhu after he proclaimed himself emperor). If you call him Zheng Chenggong in person, it is a curse.

The common people and their subordinates are honored as Lord Guoxing.

His son, Zheng Jing, was actually called Zhu Jing, and his descendants changed his surname to Zheng after the fall of the Qing Dynasty.

"Zheng Sen, Zheng Damu!"

Looking at the person in front of him, the emperor was puzzled.

"Since you are enrolled in Nanjing Guozijian, then you can also participate in next year's Enke?"

"Return to Your Majesty, students can indeed."

Zheng Sen said politely.

Guozijian was completely ruined after Yongle. Anyone who had money could be admitted to the school, and he could still be admitted to Jinshi just like juren, but he lost the privilege of juren.

"Then stay in Nanjing and participate in Enke, the first year of Shaowu!"

Zhu Yixi waved his hand: "In addition, write back to your father. Nan'an City is small, and the family members, young and old, may feel uncomfortable, so let's move to Nanjing as much as possible!"

Zheng Sen hesitated, this is the hostage.

However, the Zheng family never thought of rebelling, so he readily agreed.

The emperor was not in a hurry, and immediately asked about the situation at sea.

Talking about the news that Jin Yiwei inquired, in recent years, the famine in Fujian, the Zheng family often transported people to Tainan to open up wasteland, Zhu Yixi nodded and said:

"So you are Gu Xiao's family, but in the end you saved the people, so let the past go."

Zheng Sen was terrified at first, but then overjoyed.

Although the Zheng family's matter was tacitly approved by the official circles, it was not in compliance with the rules. Now the emperor's pardon is equivalent to avoiding future troubles.

"Go down!"

Waving his hand, the emperor smiled.

As the saying goes, the Zheng family planted trees and the court enjoyed the shade. With his words, the Zheng family might be overjoyed and even bolder.

After a few years, Tainan will open up wasteland and mature, and then it will be time to set up prefectures and counties to receive the fruits of victory.

However, the Dutch in Taipei are stubborn, and Zheng Zhilong has to deal with it many times.

For now, we still have to clean up the Manchus first, and then deal with the Dutch.

To fight outside, you must first be safe inside.

(End of this chapter)