General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 83 Whip
these days.

The six ministers of the empire and the nine ministers of the cabinet, Yan Song of the cabinet, were all sad, and only Xu Jie was refreshed.

The account is here, no matter how it is calculated, it is like this.

"Old Yan Ge, the palace is here to urge you again."

Xu Jie put down the abacus in his hand.

After Ning Jue made such a disturbance, Xu Jie became more relaxed. After all, no one can overturn the case of the Hetao Discussion. In any case, it is impossible for this matter to be resolved by killing an important court official.

He was afraid of going alone in everything, and after being accompanied by someone, Xu Jie's heart opened up. After all, there was always someone more anxious than himself.

Hearing Xu Jie's voice, Yan Song felt his temples bulging out.

"Shunyu, has the Ministry of Households inspected all the warehouses?"

Xia Bangmo presented the account book without hesitation.

"Mr. Yan Yange, Taicang, Jingtong warehouse and even the water storage warehouse have been inspected. The Ministry of Accounting really has no other way. The money that can be moved right now, except for the internal treasury, all the accounts are placed here. .”

Yan Song took a deep breath.

"Understood, Dazhang, where is the military station?"

Seeing Yan Song calling himself, Ding Rukui showed bitterness.

"Old Yange, the army station, the army station... how can there be any food left?"

If there is food in the army station, does the imperial court still need to pay the Nine Sides?
Yan Song sighed helplessly.

"Send someone to check it out. What if it happens, you and I will have to compare pennies and pennies."

Hearing this, Ding Rukui's heart was full of galloping horses.

At this moment, Yan Song thought of the name of a warehouse and sent someone to take a look.

But that thing is food, not money in the account, even if there is, no one has discovered it for so many years, can it still be eaten?

"Here, the next official will send someone to investigate later."

Tu Qiao smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Yan Ge, if it really doesn't work, let's... draft a ticket."

Everyone present knew what was going on with the ticket.

It's all at this juncture.

Apart from sea bans, what else can make money!
"Wait, wait for Dazhang's results, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

Yan Song felt guilty when he said this.

Everyone knows that it's just delaying for some time.

Just when everyone in the cabinet was deadlocked.

With a sound of "Bang!", the door of the cabinet was kicked open from the outside.

"Yan Song! Nai Gong almost got caught by you!"

Zhou Shangwen's rough voice echoed in the cabinet office.

In fact, even if Zhou Shangwen didn't speak, the big guys knew that the whole Ming Dynasty could have such a polite person in the cabinet, but who else could there be except Zhou Shangwen.

Xu Jie sat on the side exhausted physically and mentally.

"General Zhou, why are you here again?"

Zhou Shangwen stared at Yan Song who was sitting in the middle and said angrily: "Yan Song! Tell me a good word, when will Datong's reward and pension be issued?!"

Even if Yan Song was made of mud, the anger at this meeting should overflow.

When Zhou Shangwen was so aggressive, Yan Song directly dropped the brush in his hand, leaned back on the chair and smashed it.

"Zhou Yanzhang, how many times have I told you that the cabinet is out of money, and the court is out of money, even if you strangle me to death, it's useless!"

Zhou Shangwen was panting heavily.

"You think Nai Gong dare not do it?!"

Saying that Zhou Shangwen was about to walk towards Yan Song, Xu Jie hurriedly got up when he saw that the situation was not right.

"Old General Zhou, this can't be done, you two are important ministers of the country..."

Zhou Shangwen was just trying to scare Yan Song, so after Xu Jie's persuasion, he just went down the donkey, and suddenly pulled out a chair beside him and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Yan Song! Nai Gong will ask you one last time, will you give this reward or pension?!"

"No money, no money, and the money collected by the court has not been found. Where can I find money for you? Why don't you take this old bone of the old man to the West Market to weigh it and see how much money it is worth? "

Zhou Shangwen nodded slightly, pointing at Yan Song.

"Yan Song, you are cruel, this time it is Nai Gong who came to ask you for salary, and I don't know who will come next time!"

"No one will have any money! You are the whole town of Datong, all the soldiers dragged their families to Beijing, should there be no money or no money?"

What Zhou Shangwen wanted was Yan Song's words.

"Okay, Mr. Yan Ge, remember what you said!"

"I'm not so old and confused, I can't forget it!"

Before everyone came back to their senses, Zhou Shangwen had already walked away, leaving only a group of important officials sitting in the cabinet in a daze.

After a long time, Yan Song waved his hand haggardly.

"Go to work, let's wait."

"Here."

Jiuqing left one after another, Xia Bangmo hesitated to speak several times, but in the end he didn't speak and he sighed, getting up and wanting to leave.

This scene was clearly seen by Zhang Juzheng who led the accountant to settle the accounts.

As soon as Xia Bangmo walked out of the duty hut, Zhang Juzheng followed.

"Xia Butang, stop here."

"Uncle?"

Xia Bangmo looked at Zhang Juzheng suspiciously.

Zhang Juzheng bowed and saluted, then got up and said: "A moment ago Zhang saw Xia Butang hesitated to speak, but is there a way to break the situation?"

Xia Bangmo is from Zhongzhou, Chongqing, while Zhang Ju is from Jingzhou.

Although the two places belong to two provinces, they share the same river and rely on the Yangtze River for shipping. Since ancient times, the two places have been closely connected by shipping.

"Ugh."

Xia Bangmo pondered for a moment, then sighed and continued: "Uncle, you are in the East Palace, and you will know some things sooner or later, so it's okay to tell you."

Zhang Juzheng hurriedly stood up straight and listened respectfully.

"In fact, there is not only one way for the imperial court to go, there is actually another way to go, but there are fewer people who dare to mention it than Haiban."

Zhang Juzheng looked at Xia Bangmo with astonishment.

"Please also ask Xia Butang to clarify."

"Uncle, come with me."

Xia Bangmo led Zhang Juzheng towards the outside of the palace.

After leaving Chengtian Gate, there was the government office of the Sixth Ministry. After Zhang Juzheng followed Xia Bangmo into the government office of the Household Department, Xia Bangmo took out several memorials from a warehouse behind him and placed them in front of Zhang Juzheng.

Zhang Juzheng looked at Xia Bangmo suspiciously.

"This is……?"

"After reading it, Uncle will understand."

Zhang Juzheng only took a few glances before frowning.

"Whip?"

"Yes."

"The fields of the rich are connected with rice paddies, and the poor have no place to stand. Only by doing this method can we cure the root cause."

Zhang Juzheng understood the basics of whipping after only a few glances. Zhang Juzheng looked at the memorials in front of him in disbelief.

"Since there is this method, why not?"

Xia Bangmo stood aside, and said something lightly with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle, you can continue to read the signature."

Only then did Zhang Juzheng turn these memorials to the front.

"Minister, Zhang Fujing."

"Sir, Gui E."

"Chen, Liang Cai."

"Sir, Chapin Moore."

"..."

In front of Zhang Juzheng is the record of reform written by several important ministers in charge of the household department since Jiajing succeeded to the throne. From the beginning of Qingtianmu, to the gradual formation of the whipping method, the program of the whipping method has almost been established.

It's just that the fate of these memorials is that they all stay in the middle school and are finally deposited in the household department.

Zhang Juzheng raised his head in disbelief.

"Xia Butang, all of you have written letters before?"

"That's right, the mud cow has entered the sea, and there has been no news. I thought that my father called me to Beijing to perform the whipping method. Who would have imagined that I have been idle for more than three years."

"Perhaps Junfu has the difficulties of Junfu."

After a long time, Zhang Juzheng looked at Xia Bangmo cautiously.

"Xia Butang, did Zhang study these memorials carefully?"

Xia Bangmo nodded slightly.

"As long as you don't bring the departure department, uncle can come and see it anytime he wants."

"Here."

Zhang Juzheng didn't realize it until this moment.

In fact, after the Xiaozong Dynasty, it became a consensus between the government and the public that the Ming Dynasty urgently needed reforms. Various new methods such as the whip method, the rat tail book, and the ten-section brocade book method emerged one after another.

That day Zhang Ju stayed in the household department for a long time.

No one knows how distraught Zhang Juzheng was when he left the household department, because Zhang Juzheng, who spent his childhood in the most peaceful years of the Jiajing Dynasty, became the first person in Ming Dynasty to know what fatal mistakes had been made by his father, whom he regarded as an idol. .

A statue of a god collapses and is replaced by a "human" who is also fallible.

Just as Zhang Juzheng was walking towards his home, Ma Fang rode a fast horse from the west of Beijing and headed straight for Datong.

There are only eight characters in the letter.

"Come to Beijing to ask for salary, don't bring armored soldiers."

(End of this chapter)