Brother Zhu Youxiao

Chapter 348 Official Yan Yingyuan

"Give Yan Siqi the strategy of flattening the Japanese?"

"In these days, a martial artist without fame can become a strategist. It's a real joke in the world..."

"So what if you don't have any fame? Do you think there are still a few people in my bureaucracy who have passed the official imperial examination?"

"I heard that there are still people who plan to make the Four Books and Five Classics and the Way of the Sage an optional subject in the future, and regard strange and obscene skills as the main subject..."

"If you don't learn the way of a sage, I'm afraid that in the future I will be courted by the common people without even knowing etiquette, righteousness, honesty and shame."

When the memorial that Zhu Youjian asked to send first was approved by Zhu Youxiao, the officials in the imperial city's official department sneered at the decree that Zhu Youxiao had just sent.

What they ridiculed was not Yan Siqi, but the emperor, the king of Qi, and a series of Yanshan faction and Enke faction officials who took Enke's "shortcut" to become officials.

It is true that Yanshan officials are already a force to be reckoned with, and there are quite a few traditional Enke officials who have been away for several years.

Since there are two Enke exams this year, and Yanshan students have finished the exam in the first half of the year, so not long ago, for the Enke in the second half of the year, all students and officials who have transferred from the traditional Yanshan textbooks.

More than 2 students were hired one after another, of which nearly a thousand were hired as officials, and the rest were all officials.

Generally speaking, they look down on officials, but when they came to the capital, they all knew the news that "Officials Dinglu" and that officials would soon become officials of the Ming Dynasty.

As a result, almost no one chose to give up, and all of them joined the scribe system of the Ming Dynasty and became officials of the next ninth rank in the future.

Although they are not from the Yanshan system, their abilities cannot be said to be inferior to those of Yanshan officials.

It can even be said that they were the first batch of officials who truly integrated the Yanshan system and the traditional system.

Since it has only been three days since the announcement of the rankings, the arrangements for the more than 2 people have not yet been implemented.

Judging from the current situation, many people speculated that they might be sent to Xiaoxiyang to supervise the envoy, or Yingzhou province.

After all, everyone knows that there are millions of natives in Xiaoxiyang, and it is said that the first batch of more than 3 people who migrated there has already arrived.

Moreover, the follow-up Xiaoxiyang is obviously the most important place for Ming to fight abroad. Although the vassals can self-govern the vassal state after they become vassals, they still need to be cautious in their words and deeds, because they still have Xiaoxiyang's supervision over their heads.

Xiaoxiyang is a place with a lot of money and water, and it is easy to build meritorious deeds. This is already a common perception among all officials.

Compared with Xiaoxiyang, Yingzhou, which the emperor just ordered, is obviously not a good place to go.

Although Yingzhou is rich in gold and silver, everyone knows that generally everything in the place conquered by the governor's mansion of the five armies is an official camp and belongs to the imperial court.

In this way, going to Yingzhou is tantamount to retirement, and it is more suitable for those who have reached the end of their careers.

Of course, this is the reason why the officials didn't understand that Zhu Youjian was going to conquer North America and South Asia. If they knew, many people would rush to Yingzhou.

Different from these old fritters in officialdom, many traditional students who are new to officialdom have a relatively simple idea, that is, no matter where they go, they will naturally be able to settle down if they get a salary in their hands anyway.

It is normal for the officials of the Ministry of Officials to ridicule this group of officials. After all, compared with this group of more than [-] officials, their imperial examinations are too difficult.

In their view, most of the people admitted by Enke are mediocre people.

However, even among mediocre people, you can find a few that are so useful, and this time Enke just happened to have some people with ambitions...

"This environment is too good, right?!"

In the cold wind and snow, when a voice sounded in the official square in Dongcheng, Beijing, more than 2 traditional officials squeezed into the official square, making this square lively.

Guanlifang, this is a huge square city that occupies one-sixth of the area of ​​Dongcheng. Apart from Baiwangfufang, it is the largest.

At the beginning of construction, the officials of the Ministry of Industry estimated that 3 people could live here, and more than half of the area in the square was open space. If these open spaces were also utilized, it could accommodate 7 to [-] people.

On the day after the release of the rankings, more than 2 officials were notified, and they would all spend time in official workshops before their positions were confirmed.

At noon, even though the cold wind was bleak, many people began to rush here because they were reluctant to pay for the rent, and some officials and small officials in the official workshop also began to arrange their residences.

Compared with the official squares in other places, the official squares in the capital are a little more humane. A courtyard occupies two minutes of land, about [-] to [-] square meters.

The courtyard is divided into left and right ear rooms, as well as a firewood house in the backyard, a horse shed, and a main room.

There are four resting rooms in a courtyard, a main hall, and a courtyard of about [-] square meters in the middle of the courtyard, with stone tables and stone piers at the corners.

Such a courtyard is shared by two officials.

"Just the two of us?"

In the lively environment, a Confucian scholar wearing a Confucian uniform and a square scarf walked into the courtyard in disbelief, and behind him was a calmer Confucian scholar and a smiling scribe.

"Yes, from today onwards, this courtyard is the courtyard of Yan Juren and Liu Juren."

"However, I need to remind the two of you that if you are sent to work in a local area, the courtyard will be taken back. If you are working in the middle of the capital, you must not leave the house idle for more than three months per year, or you will have to take it back."

"However, if you go to work in a local area and return to the capital to report on your work, you can still come to Guanlifang. If there are vacant rooms or courtyards, Guanlifang will still accommodate the two of you."

The scribe's words made the two Confucian scholars who had not taken up the post nod their heads, and the Confucian scholar named Yan even said:
"Such a rule is not bad, and it won't let the whole official workshop be idle."

"There are so many officials in Beijing, can only one place in the official square satisfy the officials in Beijing?"

What the Confucian surnamed Yan said made the Confucian surname Liu look curiously at the scribe, and the scribe smiled and said:
"All the people living in this official workshop are officials. Even the clerks have a salary of 12 taels of silver a year, while the same two-fen small courtyards in the three cities of east, west and south are only worth 20 taels of silver."

"Even if a person from a poor family has been an official for two years, he can still buy a house in the three outer cities. Therefore, since the official office was built, officials have settled in every year, and officials have left every year. Except for a few days after Enke every year, there are also It’s never been full all the time.”

The scribe’s words made the Confucian surname Liu curious: “Although the salary of 12 taels a year is quite a lot, it costs 20 taels of silver to buy a house, and it takes [-] months even if you don’t eat or drink. What about the food and drink of the officials? "

"Of course there is a solution..." The scribe replied calmly to the question:
"There are free meals for officials in the official square. Specifically, they use meal tickets to go to the four big chefs in the east, west, north, south, and south of the square."

As he spoke, the scribe took out a small stack of two-finger oil-paper tickets from his pocket, divided them up and handed them to the two of them, saying:
"This is a meal ticket. One ticket is one meal. Eat as much as you like, but you can't waste it. Those who waste it will be fined fifty cents."

"In addition to meal tickets, there are also tea tickets in twos and two, and a lot of oil tickets and coal tickets."

"If the two of you don't want to eat at the big chef, you can also exchange it for rice wheat at the imperial shop next to the big chef, and take the rice wheat home to cook by yourself."

"A meal ticket can be exchanged for a catty of rice and wheat, a catty of fresh vegetables, and half a catty of meat."

"It's so good..." After receiving the meal ticket, the Confucian scholar surnamed Liu couldn't believe it, while the scribe continued to explain with a smile:
"Official workshops often serve officials who have just stepped into official careers. Wansui and King Qi once said that officials had the most difficult start, and most officials had to accept bribes because of the pressure of life. Therefore, solving the problem of food and accommodation can reduce Some officials have gone astray."

"That's true..." Hearing the scribe's words, the Confucian surnamed Yan nodded slightly, and the scribe also said:

"The two of you don't need to buy quilts anymore. Among the four rooms in the courtyard, the left and right side rooms are study rooms, and the left and right sides of the main room are bedrooms. There are furniture in the bedrooms, and there are also clean quilts in the cabinets."

"The other two may not know the structure of the house in the official square, so I need to talk to you specifically."

"During the construction of Guanlifang, a fire wall, heated kang, and fireplace were specially built, so Liu Xiongtai needs to pay attention to it. When he returns home every day, he needs to add coal to the fireplace."

With that said, the scribe took them to the main room, introduced and demonstrated the functions of the fireplace, kang, and fire wall to the two, and reminded them of potential safety hazards.

For example, check the chimney. If there is no chimney blocked, it is likely to be poisoned. In addition, there is a problem of fire prevention. Coal piles should be placed in the woodshed.

There is also the matter of how to add coal, and of not closing the doors and windows too tightly.

In the end, the scribe successfully lit the fireplace, and after the fireplace burned, although the three of them didn't feel too warm for the time being, the chill on their bodies was dispelled a lot after seeing the fire.

"Among the northern provinces, I heard that Shanxi, Shaanxi, Liaodong, and Beizhili have already built official workshops in the three provinces of Beijing, and other places such as Henan and Hexi should also be building them."

"If there is an official workshop in the place you two are going to, then there are probably these things."

"Don't worry too much about the coal issue. On weekdays, most of the officials' coal tickets have [-] honeycomb briquettes, and an additional [-] briquettes will be allocated in winter."

After finishing speaking, the scribe looked at the two of them and continued:
"In this way, most of the rules in the official workshop, the two of you just need to keep in mind."

"Thank you, brother..." Hearing the scribe's words, the two Confucian scholars also knew that the scribe was leaving, so they bowed quickly.

"You two will meet later..." The clerk bowed back when he saw this, then turned and left the small courtyard, not forgetting to close the courtyard door when he left.

The two watched him leave, and then they couldn't help sighing:
"People say that the imperial court is mean to officials. Now, it seems that if this person is admitted to Enke, even if he is an official, his life will be much better than most people."

The person who sighed was a Confucian scholar surnamed Liu. Although his family background was not close to poverty, it was limited to the extent that he could not die of hunger or cold.

Facing the generous treatment from the official workshop, he couldn't help touching the furniture in the main room:

"Yuheng, thank you for persuading me to come to Koenke. Otherwise, with more than ten acres of Susukida in my family, even if I study hard for a few years, I may not be able to enjoy it like this."

After his sigh was heard by the Confucian student surnamed Yan next to him, he reminded him:
"Zhongshan, you and I have already been admitted to Enke, and we will be officials of Ming Dynasty in the future."

"The imperial court treats me like a parent and child right now, and I must not go astray in the future."

"Haha! Don't worry, Bo Heng, I definitely won't, not to mention that I barely got a grade C in the exam, so I'm afraid no one will bribe me." The Confucian scholar Liu responded with a smile, and joked:
"It's you, Yan Juheng, who got a first-class exam this time, and I'm afraid your name will appear in front of the officials or His Royal Highness Qi Wang."

"I don't really care that much." Confucian student Yan shook his head and sighed, "I just want to be a good official, worthy of the people and the court..."

"That's true..." Confucian student surnamed Liu couldn't help but sigh at what Confucian scholar surnamed Yan said.

As if feeling the heat, the two of them unbuttoned their cotton coats and sighed incidentally:
"I don't know how many days you and I can live in this official workshop, and where we will be sent..."

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"Yan Yingyuan..."

While the students in Guanlifang were still sighing, Zhu Youjian, who had already driven into the west city of Beijing in a carriage, was processing the memorial, and what he was holding in his hand was the document that Enke had admitted two days ago.

In order not to miss any talents, Zhu Youjian would personally read through the annual imperial examinations and the appointment and dismissal of officials, such as Enke, so as not to miss any talents.

Today he is the same as in previous years, but he didn't expect to see a familiar name before he even read the first page.

[Yan Yingyuan, Tongzhou, Northern Zhili, nineteen years old, grade A in six subjects, grade A in policy theory]

"It's a good test."

Zhu Youjian circled Yan Yingyuan's name with a red pen, and Wang Chengen, who was sitting next to him, saw this scene and knew that this person would be reused.

Zhu Youjian did not circle many people in the past, but he did not expect to circle one person just after the Enke file was opened this year.

"There is no one to choose the pawn in Baoding County, right?"

Zhu Youjian looked up at Lu Wenzhao, and Lu Wenzhao hurriedly found out this month's official appointment and dismissal documents, flipped through them before nodding and said: "No one has been selected yet."

"Hmm..." Zhu Youjian lowered his head, raised the ink pen, and used the ink pen behind Yan Yingyuan's back to note the officials of Baoding County.

He continued to read, but only looked at the names of thousands of people, but he didn't see a familiar name.

Before he finished processing, the carriage stopped, and Cao Bianjiao's voice came from outside the carriage:

"Your Highness, we have arrived at the residence."

"Hmm..." Hearing this, Zhu Youjian folded a corner of the document with his hands, closed it and put it away, and then got up and got out of the car.

Lu Wenzhao and Wang Chengen got out of the car one after another, and after protecting Zhu Youjian, the group saw Yang Rushi, Yang Yuanai, Li Dingguo and others standing in the snow at the door.

"Your Highness Chitose—"

The three of them, together with the soldiers and horses of the Wanping Battalion guarding the Qi Palace, sang loudly, and many people from the nearby Palace also came out to watch the momentum of the Qi Palace.

Many vassal kings have not left Beijing in recent years, and they are all waiting for Zhu Youjian to issue an order to become a vassal.

A few days ago, they finally heard the news that Jiaozhi's army had left the old port and was going to Xiaoxiyang. Therefore, many vassal kings who participated in the vassal began to go to the capital again and asked to come to the capital to wait for the vassal.

"It's so imposing..."

At the gate of Prince Fu's Mansion, watching Zhu Youjian come back from a distance, the sour taste in Zhu Changxun's words almost killed the guards of Prince Fu's Mansion.

It seems that after finding out that neither Zhu Youxiao nor Zhu Youjian intended to do anything to him, Zhu Changxun became a lot bolder.

Although he still left his youngest son in Luoyang, his concubines and other concubines were brought to the capital.

Not only that, it seemed that he realized that the eldest son's cowardice had something to do with him, so he became ruthless and directly threw Zhu Youqu to the No.13 school in Yanshan to study from scratch.

This study is estimated to take six years, but Zhu Changxun doesn't care.

After all, in the eyes of a strategic idiot like him, it is still a question of whether the Ming army can take down all the feudal lands in six years.

"His Royal Highness King Qi has lost a lot of weight..."

"It's also darkened a lot..."

"Let someone send a gift list tonight..."

"I don't know when he will choose a concubine..."

In the Palace of Hundred Princes, there were endless discussions about Zhu Youjian, but Zhu Youjian who returned to the Palace of Qi Wang did not have so much thought.

He nodded to Yang Rushi and Yang Yuanai as a greeting, then he looked at Li Dingguo who had grown a lot, walked up the steps, patted the kid on the shoulder and said:
"How? How many military books have you read in the past few months? How many ways of managing the world have you learned?"

For Li Dingguo, Zhu Youjian has been cultivating well, but he is too young, and Zhu Youjian himself is busy with affairs, so most of them still adopt the education method of stocking.

Fortunately, Li Dingguo is more competitive, perhaps because he has seen some tragic situations of people starving to death in northern Shaanxi, Li Dingguo studies very hard.

When Zhu Youjian went to Shaanxi, this kid was worried about his hometown and wanted to follow him, but in the end he couldn't persuade Zhu Youjian and was thrown in the capital by him.

During the days when Zhu Youjian went south, especially in Yan'an, Li Dingguo basically wrote letters every day.

However, Zhu Youjian just glanced at his letter, after all, Shaanxi was too busy.

"Of course I've seen a lot!" Li Dingguo's voice was quite loud, and Yang Rushi glared at him with his appearance.

Li Dingguo is not afraid of Zhu Youjian, who is not afraid of talking and laughing, but he is terrified of Yang Rushi. There is a kind of blood suppression of a sister to a younger brother.

Shrinking his neck from being stared at, Li Dingguo lowered his voice a little, and then asked Zhu Youjian worriedly:
"Your Highness, how is Yan'an?"

"..." After saying a word, Zhu Youjian, Lu Wenzhao, and Wang Chengen were all breathless.

How is Yan'an?

This sentence reminded Zhu Youjian of what happened in Luochuan County again. Although the people in Yan'an were not as miserable as Luochuan, they did not receive all the disaster relief food and relief money promised by the court.

Up to now, even though Zhu Youjian has killed a large number of officials, the behavior of corrupt officials still makes him hate it every time he thinks about it.

"There are too many corrupt officials, and a lot of food and money distributed by the court have been corrupted, but no one starved to death."

Zhu Youjian did not choose to hide it. Living in this era, it is better to understand that this is a world of cannibalism earlier than later.

"That's good..." Li Dingguo breathed a sigh of relief. Obviously, in his childhood, no one was starved to death, so it was already a good time.

"The food is getting cold, and some people don't know they are hungry..."

Yang Rushi couldn't stand it, she was different from her aunt, she was spoiled by Zhu Youjian since she was a child, but she was not spoiled like a young lady, but she was particularly spoiled by Zhu Youjian.

Zhu Youjian doesn't eat, when to eat, when to eat cakes, when to sleep, she has a scale in her heart.

Although she is only 11 years old, she looks like the housekeeper of Prince Qi's mansion.

In the entire Qi Palace, only she dared to "sarcastize" Zhu Youjian in the open.

It's just that this kind of ridicule is always based on protecting Zhu Youjian's health.

"Okay, let's go in and eat."

After half a year's absence, Zhu Youjian still felt quite warm when he heard Yang Rushi's "cynicism" again.

Under his greeting, everyone walked into Prince Qi's Mansion, and the onlookers of Prince Qi's Mansion also dispersed as the gate of Prince Qi's Mansion was closed.

After a while, in the meeting hall of King Qi's Mansion, Zhu Youjian sat in the main seat, and eight people including Lu Wenzhao, Wang Chengen, Cao Bianjiao, Cao Dingjiao, and Li Dingguo also sat in other positions on the big round table.

There are more than [-] dishes on the big round table, including fried pork with yellow vegetables, steamed pig’s trotter belly, double-cooked fried fresh fish, steamed chicken with five flavors, goose with pepper and vinegar, roast pork, lychee pork, and sturgeon.

After all, it is not surprising that nine people will eat more than twenty dishes at the table.

"Why is there no lamb?"

I am used to eating mutton during marching and fighting. At first glance, there is no mutton on the table, and Zhu Youjian is still a little curious.

"Mr. Wang said that His Royal Highness can't eat mutton these days. In addition, peony soup, beef and donkey meat can't be eaten. You have to avoid it for half a month. In addition, you have to drink Gendan Yangshen soup twice a day and sleep for four hours. "

Yang Rushi was very concerned about Zhu Youjian's health, and she ordered a lot of things for Zhu Youjian just after he returned to the mansion.

"Are you setting up rules for Gu?" Zhu Youjian chuckled, while Yang Rushi curled his lips and said:
"Your Highness doesn't care about his own body, so only servants will cherish and take care of His Highness!"

The tone is very aggressive, but every word is concerned.

Zhu Youjian didn't scold her when he saw this, and the others had already seen it.

The entire Baiwang Palace and the inner court know that there is a little maid in the Qi Palace that no one can mess with.

"What other rules do you have, let's say it together, lest you run around in the study and supervise me when I am dealing with the memorial."

Zhu Youjian shook his head while eating, and Yang Rushi took out a thin document from his arms when he saw this, and handed it to Zhu Youjian.

"Have you written the document yet?" Zhu Youjian joked, and put down his chopsticks to take it.

The document was very thin, probably only three or four pages, but after Zhu Youjian opened it, the font on it was beautiful and elegant, and the content was written a lot.

From diet and daily life to Zhu Youjian's rest time, including massage during rest, dredging muscles and bones, etc., everything is available.

At this moment, Yang Ru is not like a little maid, but like an old woman.

Zhu Youjian just took a look and closed it, because he knew that he would not abide by it after reading it. Instead, he handed the document to Yang Rushi and joked:
"You care about Gu in everything right now. Have you missed your studies? If you fail, Cheng En will have to deduct your ICBC."

"All the courses are A-level, but the painter is not good, and if you want to be punished, you must punish the master painter."

Yang Rushi lowered his head and buried his rice, but his eyes looked at Zhu Youjian from time to time.

"Can't be a painter?" Zhu Youjian frowned, and Yang Rushi began to "sneer at him" again:

"The master painter went away for half a year as soon as he went out, and there was no one to teach him for half a year. How could he be better..."

"You girl, there are so many painters in the mansion, isn't it enough for you to learn?" Hearing Yang Rushi's words, Wang Chengen couldn't help laughing and joking.

Obviously, everyone heard what she meant.

There are so many painters in Prince Qi's Mansion, she can learn from any one at random, but now she uses this as an excuse, obviously just complaining that Zhu Youjian has been out of the house for too long.

"You too..." Zhu Youjian chuckled when he saw this, then lowered his body, moved closer to comfort Yang Rushi and said:
"Okay, tomorrow I will set aside a day to teach you how to paint..."

"You're not a painter..." Yang Rushi said unforgivingly, but she couldn't hold back her smile. Anyone who saw her could know that she was very happy.

Seeing this, Zhu Youjian shook his head, then continued to bow his head and eat this warm family banquet...

(End of this chapter)