Daming heir

Chapter 321
In the side hall of Huagai Hall, Zhu Yuanzhang's voice echoed.

The confession transcript passed to Zhu Yuanzhang by Sun Gou'er, the chief internal officer, was also held by him on the case table at hand, making a muffled sound.

"Since Jin Yiwei has already interrogated it, there is no need to read it."

Zhu Yuanzhang spoke lightly, his eyes wandering over Zhan Hui, Yu Xin, Wang Jun, Ru Yu, and Ren Hengtai.

These ministers of the court, the princes of the country and the country.

Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze became sharper.

"The great-grandson will get married soon. This time, the people involved in the case have killed people. It is forbidden in the capital, and the crime is punishable. It may not be executed after autumn, so as not to ruin the joyous atmosphere of this autumn and winter."

This is the sentence to the three families of Li, Zhao and Qian in Chunhua Town.

Since ancient times, in the Central Plains, when the cool wind comes, the white dew falls, the chilly cicadas sing, the eagle is a sacrificial bird, and it is used to kill.

This is the origin of Qiuhou Wenzhan.

From the ninth month of the former Han Dynasty to the end of the year, it was the day of asking to be cut after autumn.

After the former Tang Dynasty, the time for the execution of the death penalty was fixed from October to the end of the year.

Zhan Hui and the others leaned over and raised their buttocks.

"The ministers and others obey the orders."

The king matches the sky, which is called the Tao.The sky has four seasons, and the king has four states. If the four states are like the four seasons, it will be exhausting.

Celebrating rewards and punishments is the ruling power that belongs exclusively to the emperor.

The emperor wants the three families in Chunhua Town to be killed now, so they can't keep those three families until tomorrow.

Ren Hengtai even raised his head slightly, and added in agreement: "The beginning of autumn is also in line with the solar terms of the four seasons."

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and smiled: "In that case, let's go away, there is not so much ration in the palace."

Zhan Hui and the others straightened up, and then bowed again: "I will take my leave."

Then, they all supported their knees carefully, stood up slowly, bowed their bodies, and stepped back cautiously.

"Your Majesty, the old chicken soup from Luzhou Mansion is here for His Highness the Grandson."

A young eunuch came in from the outside carrying a vermilion lacquered pasta box.

Zhan Hui and the others couldn't help but pause, and the corners of their mouths twitched silently.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyes and smiled knowingly.

Zhu Yunxi, who was standing at the side, coughed lightly, and waved his sleeves sideways: "I would like to report to Grandpa Emperor, Sun Chen has a performance."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled lightly and said, "With such a rule, do you ask Grandpa for something?"

Zhan Hui and the others, who had already moved their feet, couldn't help but slow down.

Zhu Yunxi sneered and said, "Grandpa, now that the case of killing the Li family in Taipingli has been found out, should the tax office's grievances be cleared?"

The footsteps of Zhan Hui and the others almost stopped, so slowly that people could only see their robes shaking, but they couldn't see how many inches they stepped back.

Zhu Gaochi, who was still kneeling on the ground, raised his head with shaking eyes.

Brother Xie has never been a person who is willing to suffer a loss, and it is naturally the same for the impeachment of the tax office this time.

He couldn't help but want to look back and see how wonderful Zhan Hui's and the others' expressions were at the moment, but he was suppressed.

No footsteps could be heard behind them, which was enough to show that Zhan Hui and the others were feeling anxious and uneasy at this moment.At this time, there is nothing to see anymore.

Zhu Yuanzhang silently looked at the academicians and ministers who were only moving their bodies but did not move a lot of steps, and laughed at the waves, turning a blind eye to the small movements of these people.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the old man's reaction, thought for a while and continued: "In the final analysis, the tax office is all for the court, for the Ming Dynasty, and for the country. Even if it suffers some injustices, it is not worth mentioning. The matter, regardless of day and night, day and night, sleepless nights, thin flesh and bones, exhausting energy and worry. My grandson thinks that you must not ignore merit, and you must award rewards."

As the autumn day swept in, in the canopy hall that became much cooler, Zhan Hui's footsteps that had just been suspended, finally took a big step back from a distance.

It's really shameless to stay here any longer.

His face was hot, as if he had been exposed to the most poisonous sun for several hours in summer.

But how the emperor would compensate Yan Shizi also attracted Zhan Hui's curiosity.

Daming is still in charge of the founding king, and the clan has only three generations. In these years, except for the clan's office in the court, almost all the clans have become vassals after adulthood, and have never held a real official position in the court.

Is the emperor going to break this rule?
At this moment, Yu Xin and others have the same idea as Zhan Hui.

Zhu Yuanzhang let out a haha ​​with his mouth open, and looked at the chubby grandson kneeling in front of him: "Brother Chi."

Zhu Gaochi immediately bowed his head and kowtowed: "Grandpa, grandson is here."

A bright smile bloomed on Zhu Yuanzhang's face: "Yun Xie is going to get married this year, shouldn't it be time for you to marry the Zhang family?"

Zhu Gaochi was puzzled and confused, he hesitated and said: "Back to grandpa, my mother and concubine have urged me several times from Beiping, and my concubine Hui in the palace has also asked me several times, it seems that I want to set the date for the beginning of spring next year. It's better to stagger the big wedding with the grandson, so that the excitement in the palace can last longer."

Zhu Yuanzhang hummed, and nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, for the time being, I will stay in Beijing to make a living and work. After I become a family, I will have more children by my grandfather's side."

Zhu Gaochi frowned.

By accident, I probably really want to take up a real position in the Beijing Central Court.

I don't know whether this is good or bad, I am obviously just a dull prince of the clan, why I want to come to the capital, and why I was tricked by Zhu Shangbing to get on the thief boat going to intercourse.

Zhu Gaochi, who was quite entangled in his heart, raised his head, and saw Zhu Yunxi smiling at him, as warm as the bright sun in spring, but Zhu Gaochi felt that a spring thunder would explode on his head in the next moment .

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the chubby grandson's stupefied look, thinking that he didn't know how to answer, so he waved his hand and looked at Zhu Yunxi: "Grandson thinks that the tax office is a good job, can you pay for it?"

At this time, there is no need to worry about the status of the official residence of the tax office, and the official robes of red bugs and blowflies.

Zhu Yunxi directly bowed and clasped his fists, with a smile on his face: "Grandpa Shengming is innocent."

Zhu Yuanzhang stared, then turned to look at the chubby grandson who was still in a daze: "Don't thank you, silly boy?"

Zhu Gaochi's eyes flickered, and he bent down and kowtowed without hesitation.

"Ah... the grandson is grateful for your kindness, the emperor's grandfather is very kind, and the grandson must do his best to live up to the emperor's kindness."

Such an atmosphere of playing with grandchildren is always the scene that Zhu Yuanzhang likes to see most now.

Immediately, the Emperor's laughter resounded in the Huagai Palace.

It was as if Zhan Hui and the others had walked a lifetime to get out of the Huagai Hall. Hearing the laughter in the hall, they all gave a helpless wry smile. Their backs were sore, their knees were swollen, and they shook their heads, how sad, how troubled, how worried .

Zhan Hui, the general leader of the whole class, took the lead.

Looking back at the unattainable Huagai Temple with its many mountains and mountains, the bright yellow glazed tiles glowing with colorful colors seem to be artifacts in the fairyland.

Zhan Hui blinked his eyes, feeling that his eyes were a bit dazzled.

Lowering the head, the line of sight is derived from the layers of steps in front of the Huagai Hall, and the front is even more majestic, without Kunlun, but it seems to be the Fengtian Hall lying in front of it.

Zhan Hui let out a long sigh, as bleak as this autumn, even more lonely.

"This official started in Wuyuan, Huizhou, and my father lived in the Minister of the Ministry of Officials and a Bachelor of Hanlin. He was honored all his life."

"I studied literature when I was young, and I was a scholar in the 15th year of Hongwu. At the beginning of the country, there were all kinds of hardships. Your Majesty pioneered the Great Ming Dynasty, reshaped the orthodoxy of the Han family in the Central Plains, and recruited talents. Historic career can be described as the great grace of the emperor."

"Since that year, I have repeatedly moved to official positions, and even in the summer and June of the 23rd year, the Zuodu Yushi and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials took the same position as my father, and added the prince Shaobao."

"So far, it has been 12 years."

Zhan Hui had a look on his face, and looking back, Hua Gai Dian had been left far behind.

The palace is majestic, and the soldiers in golden armor are like gods.

In the palace, it's always like this.

Yu Xin, Wang Jun, Ru Yu, and Ren Hengtai all silently followed the crown prince Shaobao, the scholar of the Wenhua Palace, and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials who had been in charge of the Ming Dynasty for five years.

None of the four spoke.

Zhan Hui shook his head: "It took me 12 years to get here from the outside of the palace. There are layers of ranks, gold bricks everywhere, and the country's dynasty is like springing up. Three feet a day. The old man is old and walks two feet a day. Feel tired and tired.”

The eyes of Yu Xin and the others flickered, and there was already a thousand layers of waves quietly set off in their hearts.

The current chief civil servants of the Ming Dynasty already had the intention of giving in.

The four of them stopped in unison.

Ren Hengtai couldn't bear it somewhat, and said in a low voice: "A university scholar is the most intelligent, and he must never be offended. He is diligent in government affairs. Your Majesty has many praises. Why do you say that?"

Zhan Hui shook his head, but continued to walk, never returning to the slow-moving appearance in the canopy hall, and led the four of them to continue outside the palace: "Although I am sensitive, I will do what your Majesty entrusts. It’s easy to speculate on the above, and at such a time, you should also retreat bravely in a torrent, and don’t teach the above to worry.”

The faces of the four people following Zhan Hui became more serious.

Yu Xin even said in a low voice: "Your Majesty has not decreed the duties of a scholar in the Wenhua Palace so far, and brother Zishan will..."

Zhan Hui nodded calmly: "In 12, I have been a great minister, and I have nothing to ask for. I just want to go back to my hometown to entertain my grandchildren and enjoy the family happiness. When I leave the palace today, I will resign in my own hand, begging for the bones."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Hui's face was no longer lingering, and his steps were steady.

Inside the canopy hall.

After a long period of harmony between the Tian family, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand lightly, and then his eyes gradually calmed down.

"Sun Gouer."

Zhu Yuanzhang called out lightly.

Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi looked at each other, then silently stepped aside.

"His Majesty."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Sun Gou'er: "The decree is to add Prince Zhan Hui, Taibao, Doctor Guanglu, and Zhu Guo. Stay in China and wait."

The crown prince Taibao is from Yipin, and so are Doctor Guanglu and Zhu Guo.

It has almost been called a real extremely human minister.

When Sun Gou'er heard it for the first time, he was shocked. He didn't know why the emperor suddenly rewarded Zhan Hui so generously, but when he heard the last sentence, "Stay in the middle and wait for it", he felt a chug in his heart.

Before he had time to think about it, Sun Gou'er bowed and lowered his eyebrows: "Your servant obeys the order."

Standing aside, Zhu Gaochi secretly pulled Zhu Yunxie's sleeve.

Zhu Yunxi frowned and turned his head to look at Xiaopang, and opened his mouth slightly to give a silent expression.

But in his heart, he was obviously surprised.

He carefully passed Xiaopang, and looked at the old man who was still buried among the piles of documents. He saw that the old man was also watching him at this time, and shook his head silently.

Zhu Yunxi nodded, turned his head back and lowered his head.

The old man is going to let Zhan Hui make way.

One sentence is to stay in the post, this is to wait for Zhan Hui to take the initiative to submit his resignation to beg for bones, and to return home when he is old.

This time, they lost slightly.

"This time, I think you are slightly better."

Outside the canopy hall, Zhu Gaochi, who was kicked out by the old man, put his hands in his pockets, turned his head to look at Zhu Yunxi who was beside him, and said something indifferently.

Zhu Yunxi blinked and looked at Xiaopang: "Zhan Hui is a very good official. He is considerate and good at handling affairs, but he can't sit on a stool after all."

Zhu Gaochi winked for a while, then said in a low voice: "If you say that, they won't be able to sit on the same stool as you."

"So, grandpa has just prepared the fullest glory for Zhan Hui."

Zhu Yunxi stepped forward quickly, looked back at Xiaopang with a smile on his face, and replied solemnly.

In the final analysis, the imperial court is ruled by men, and the establishment of systems and rules has never developed as the initiators expected.

So in order to correct and make up for the mistakes in the development process, it is the best choice to replace the old people and replace them with new people.

It took Zhan Hui only one year to leap from a seventh-rank official to a second-rank Zuodu censor, and then he moved forward step by step for more than ten years, all the way to the present, becoming the leader of the civil servants of Yingtian Chaotang.

He represented the thoughts of a large number of civil servants.

Now, he should get out of here.

And the imperial court can also digest the various interests after he left, and move on with a new look.

Zhu Gaochi hurriedly trotted a few steps to keep up with Zhu Yunxi who was walking ahead.

After catching up, he calmly said without getting angry or sweating: "Who is the trustworthy minister of the official department? There is also a vacant scholar from the Wenhua Palace. Grandpa has never understood this matter." responsible."

Zhu Yunxi stopped in his tracks, raised his eyebrows after thinking for a while, and then said: "I think it should be Zhai Shan. The book "Zhu Si Zhi Zhang" he edited seems to be a book.

This book is imitated from "Tang Shuo Dian", which was edited and edited by setting up officials and divisions in the five armies, the six ministries, and the metropolitan procuratorate.This is an act of revising the official system of our dynasty, which can be described as a great achievement.Grandpa likes such a person, maybe he will be promoted. "

Zhu Gaochi thought for a while, then shook his head, even if Jingzhong threw a brick from the city wall, it would hit a red-robed official.He didn't know Zhai Shan.

Turning his head, Zhu Gaochi's eyes sank, and his whole face was pulled down: "Why do you have to ask me to be an official in the court? Now that the tax office is really established, you still want me to go back to Peiping to be a swallow?" Majesty?"

"Can you lead the army to kill Yuan people in Beiping like fourth uncle?"

Zhu Yunxi curled his lips. Now there is an irreparable gap between him and the civil servants. There is no way to do it. Even if there is no reform, the king and the courtiers will never be able to be of one mind.

At this time, we can only unite the clan and stabilize the noble generals.

Without even thinking about it, Zhu Gaochi began to shake his head violently.

Let yourself wear armor, carry a long knife and spear, and ride on horseback to charge?
It is most appropriate to ask the second and third children to do this kind of thing, and let them fight to death.

At most, he is just a food demand officer in the Chinese army.

Zhu Yunxi snorted twice: "You can't do that kind of thing, do you want to consider going back to the south of the Yangtze River after you succeed the feudal clan, and become an official in the court?"

Zhu Gaochi didn't even shake his head this time, and suddenly he was like a frightened bird. He opened his arms like a monkey on the tree and jumped half a foot away.

"It's your business if you want to be beaten, don't splatter me with blood!"

Zhu Gaochi yelled twice, the veins on his forehead throbbed wildly, and he looked around in fear, with murderous intent in his eyes.

If anyone hears it, wait to go to the Luan Graves outside the city.

Zhu Yunxi twitched his lips, but it was just for Yan Wangfan to move back from Beiping. The little fat man is still timid even if he loses weight.

Zhu Gaochi, on the other hand, breathed heavily, and finally calmed down after a long time. While patting his chest, he changed the subject in a low voice: "You are going to get married soon, shouldn't it be time to dedicate the sweet potato to grandpa?"

"Just these two days, Yuan Sutai from Shanglin Yuanjian just reported yesterday, and they are ready."

Zhu Yunxi answered casually.

Zhu Gaochi turned his gaze away, and muttered in a voice that only Zhu Yunxi could hear: "You are getting married, waste... how is the one in Zhongdu doing?"

Zhu Yunxi looked at Xiaopang, sighed, and then smiled slightly: "He...has a good life!"

……

"This day is over!"

Autumn in Fengyang Imperial City is the most boring time. The ground is full of autumn leaves, and those damn servants will always take several shots to clean it up.

Sitting on the steps, wearing a very clean coarse linen clothes, Zhu Yunwen leaned against the wall, leaning against the wall with his elbows on his knees, his palms dragging his cheeks, and looking sideways at the gray sky.

Zhu Yunqi felt that he really didn't want to live anymore, not even for a day.

Living in this bleak Fengyang Imperial City, Zhu Yunqi felt like an old man who was about to rot, and he had a scraper every moment to scrape off a large piece of his body, flesh, and bones.

Even though he was wearing a beautifully embroidered mandarin duck sachet containing common flowers and spices seen in the field, Zhu Yunwen still felt that as long as he stayed in this restricted area, he could only smell corruption in his nose.

Only when he informs the government of Xinguo and the left-behind department of the central capital, walks out of the imperial city, goes to the small courtyard under the east city wall, and drinks a bowl of sugar water cooked by her own hands, will he feel that he is still alive. It is the sweetest breath in the world.

"She's definitely busy right now."

"I'm cursing at that stove that never gets hot."

"And those neighbors who always tease her that she can't get married."

Zhu Yunqi just leaned against the moss-grown palace wall, looked at the gray sky, with a smile on his face, and muttered.

"Build her a new stove!"

"The fire made by the new stove is the most prosperous in Fengyang City!"

Zhu Yunwen read aloud suddenly, his eyes gradually had a different brilliance.

"I can't let those nasty guys tease her anymore..."

Take a sip.

Zhu Yunqi stood up abruptly as if he had made a decision, bit his lips and clenched his hands.

"I want to marry her!"

(End of this chapter)