Brother Zhu Youxiao

Chapter 19 Stubborn Old Man Yang Lian
"Liu Shilang, I heard about the famine in Huaibei, do you know if there is such a thing?"

At the gate of Jiyan Hall, in a group of people, a member of the Ministry of Industry, Wailang, asked the official of the Ministry of Households, and the official of the Ministry of Households also sighed:
"Oh, troubled times..."

"Ten days ago, Yang Wenruo, the Secretary of Rates, reported that the residents of Huaibei had eaten all the grass roots and bark, and even several cottages, closed-door women and children, and ordered them to live in bean skips and water chestnut stalks."

"The Ministry of Households in Southern Zhili allocated grain to the people to go south. It never occurred to me that after crossing the river, the kitchen households were scrambling for rice, and the hungry people were scrambling for grain. There are different places."

"In Zhenjiang, Doumi soared to [-] yuan, and in Suzhou and Songjiang, it even soared to [-] to [-] yuan."

"The grain merchants in Jiangnan couldn't expect the grain from Sichuan, Huguang, and Jiangxi. The shops went out of business, and the people hoarded grain one after another, which caused panic among the people in Jiangnan."

"If it continues like this, it is estimated that this year's grain supply will be postponed."

Liu Shilang from the household department shook his head and sighed while talking, and the officials next to him were also frowning.

This small group of people were obviously officials who were concerned about the country and the people, and not far from them, there were three or four groups of officials who were chatting and laughing, who seemed not to care about the Huaibei famine.

What is a little embarrassing is that this small group of people is the Donglin Party that everyone shouts to beat in the future, and the officials of the third and fourth groups next to it are officials from Qi, Chu, Zhejiang, Qin and other parties.

Zhu Youjian was sitting on a chair, eating pastries, drinking tea, and looking at the group of people.

After seeing such an atmosphere, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, no wonder the people in the capital were crying when Yang Lian and others were killed.

The current Donglin Party is still Bailianhua, and has not yet become the corrupt officials it will become.

"Any party thinks about serving the country and the people in the early stage, and the words of the great man do not deceive me..."

Zhu Youjian sighed in his heart, and at this moment, harsh voices sounded from inside the Jiyan Hall.

"Long live my emperor..."

"Okay, let's all get up."

The sound of pushing Jinshan and falling jade pillars sounded in Jiyan Hall. After Zhu Youjian heard it, he quickly swallowed the pastry in his mouth, got up and patted the pastry powder on his hands, and walked towards the hall.

"Where's the fifth brother?"

Inside the Jiyan Hall, Zhu Youxiao looked around and spoke in doubt.

"His Highness Fifth is..."

"My brother is here."

Fang Congzhe still wanted to answer Zhu Youxiao's question, but he didn't want to be interrupted. Zhu Youjian squeezed in from the periphery of more than a dozen officials, raising his hand to remind him of his position.

Some officials were still wondering who was so impolite, but when they turned their heads and saw that it was Zhu Youjian, they quickly pushed away to make way for him.

Zhu Youjian managed to squeeze in, and immediately saw Zhu Youxiao in plain clothes, and Wang An and Wei Jinzhong following behind him.

Seeing Zhu Youjian, Zhu Youxiao put a smile on his face, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said:
"I'm going to go to the Wenhua Palace with Elder Fangge and all the ministers to deal with political affairs, and I will entrust you to you for a few feasts."

Since the current location is the outer court, and there are ministers around, Zhu Youxiao didn't mention me, but used me as his self-proclaimed name.

Seeing this, Zhu Youjian nodded, and said: "Brother Huang is busy with state affairs, please pay more attention to your body, and don't get tired."

"Well, don't worry, brother." Zhu Youxiao smiled happily, and then he didn't know what he remembered, and suddenly said to Zhang Wenda, Shangshu of the Ministry of War:

"I heard that there is a shortage of soldiers in the Imperial Horse Supervisor, which is less than [-] people. I think this number of people is not enough to build the imperial mausoleum."

"I want to transfer the three guards of Yulin to Changping to repair the imperial tomb. I wonder what Zhang Shangshu thinks?"

sorrow……

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhu Youjian only felt aggrieved in his heart.

It is obvious that the twenty-six guards of Shangzhi are the emperor's pro-army, but now that Zhu You has adjusted three of them, he still needs to tell the minister of the Ministry of War, which really makes people feel aggrieved.

This is a true portrayal of the late Ming Dynasty. Starting from Emperor Xiaozong Zhu Youtang of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty gradually distributed the power of the twenty-six guards of Shangzhi to the civil officials.

Fortunately, Ming Wuzong Zhu Houzhao firmly grasped the four guards and one battalion of the Yumajian, otherwise Zhu Youxiao would have to be a polished commander right now.

"Chen..." Seeing Zhu Youxiao speak, Zhang Wenda hurriedly edited to agree.

"No!" Suddenly, someone interrupted him again, but the person who stood up was still so familiar.

The person who stood up was Yang Lian, who was in charge of the Bing Keyou, and after he also stood up, he said righteously:

"Since the founding of our dynasty, we have limited the soldiers and horses in the hands of the vassal kings."

"Originally, Wansui transferred the imperial horse supervisor, soldiers and horses to the Fifth Highness to build the imperial mausoleum.

"The mobilization of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses is actually given to a ten-year-old yellow-mouthed child. Don't you think it's too much for Long Live?!"

"..." Yang Lian's words left the officials in Jiyan Hall speechless.

Liu Yixiu, who is also the cabinet secretary of the Donglin Party, stepped on Yang Lian's foot in a subtle way, trying to remind him that the new emperor had just succeeded to the throne, so don't lose face to the new emperor.

But I didn't want Yang Lian to be more energetic, so he continued to compose and said in a loud voice:
"I don't know if Wansui has read the memorabilia handed over by the minister. The nine borders owed nearly three million, and the old slaves knocked on the border one after another in the northeastern part of Liaodong. In June, tens of thousands of troops were dispatched. Straight to Shenyang."

"If it wasn't for the military officer He Shixian's meritorious service in defending the city, Shenyang would have been captured by the rebels."

"It's about to enter winter, and the soldiers didn't even get last year's salary. Isn't Long Live ashamed?!"

Yang Lian's words, inside and out, are all indignation for the country and the people, but his tone is really problematic. Even Zhu Youjian, a poverty alleviation cadre who has been scolded by later generations like his grandson, is a little frowning, let alone Zhu Youxiao .

At this moment, all the ministers were looking at their noses and noses, and Wei Jinzhong's eyes were full of desire to cut Yang Lian alive.

Zhu Youxiao, on the other hand, frowned slightly, but then said in a kind tone:

"Of course I have read Yang's memorabilia during the incident."

"Not only did I watch it, but I also watched it with the fifth brother Huang."

"Regarding the matter of yawning, the fifth younger brother of the emperor stated to me the formation and troops of the nine regions, and sorted out the [-] guards and horses of Shangzhi in Beizhili, the three major battalions, and the soldiers and horses of the five cities. "

"Finally, I would like to offer advice to you. You can give two or two ounces to each person, get through this year first, and make up for it when you get Caoyin in the coming year."

"But you should also know that there are [-] people on the nine sides of me, and even if one person is given two taels of silver, it is one hundred and four hundred and fifty-eight thousand taels."

"At the beginning of the year, the emperor's grandfather issued two million taels. Last month, Huang Kao issued another two million taels. Now the Ministry of War and the Military Division want me to issue another one million four hundred and fifty-eight thousand taels. The internal money is really too much."

"Currently, the tax and silver for the honeysuckle flowers in Huangzhuang, Huangdian and internal storage warehouses in Yumajian have not been shipped to the capital, so I think it can be delayed for one month."

"One month later, the Yumajian and honeysuckle tax silver will be transported to the capital, and another one hundred and four hundred and fifty-eight thousand taels will be issued."

(End of this chapter)