Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Chapter 23 23 New Cases

In other words, Zhu Yuanzhang always wanted the world, and his sons, officials, and people would all run according to his settings.

This ensures that the Zhu family will last forever.

But Wang Buli shattered his self-righteous dream with just a few words.

He stood up suddenly and walked a few steps in the small room when he saw Wang Buli looking a little strange:

"But we thought it was simple."

Wang Buli understood Mr. Guo. A hard-working official like him would only have to take the blame. If he really wanted to be rewarded, it would not be his turn.

Don't think that everything will be smooth sailing from now on if you embrace the lap of the Minister of Justice.

How many years that bad old man can stay there is a question.

Zhu Yuanzhang changed the heads of the six departments under him quite quickly.

"Wang Dianshi, do you need any help?" Zhu Yuanzhang sighed with emotion: "One sentence has awakened us, so I should give you some convenience."

"That's true."

Wang Buli nodded lightly and Zhu Yuanzhang nodded. This kid can just ask for anything.

"Can the Ministry of Punishment distribute some funds for solving cases to reward the scribes under me?" Wang Buli refilled Mr. Guo's glass:

"I used to be a scribe. At this age, I am the breadwinner of the family. However, I always give money to handle cases. The court does not provide salary. Some scribes have difficulty in life at home."

Zhu Yuanzhang's anger suddenly ignited again.

He doesn't like subordinate officials.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, soap slaves were lowly servants serving the government.

They are not qualified to "enter the main entrance, ride on the streets, and sit on public seats."

Now Wang Buli actually wanted to ask for a reward from his own scribe, which really made him angry.

Zhu Yuanzhang really hated the fact that subordinate officials controlled government affairs.

But for now, Zhu Yuanzhang has no solution but to continuously lower the social status of these people.

Just like a businessman, things will turn to the extreme.

After arriving in Xuande, things began to take a dilapidated direction.

Moreover, relying heavily on subordinate officials has been passed down from the Northern Song Dynasty.

The civil servants of the imperial court could only write poems and poems. When they were officials, they had to rely on the suggestions and decisions of their subordinates when it came to specific government affairs.

The ignorant regard subordinate officials as their eyes and ears, the lazy people regard subordinate officials as their spirit, and the greedy people regard subordinate officials as their hawks and dogs.

Before the document is full, I will not add any details.

Prison situations come in and out, and this is where Cao Cao moves.

This is the portrayal of many chief officials in the Ming Dynasty.

It can be said that there are what kind of Shangguan. If the subordinates below want to live a prosperous life, they must become the exclusive shape that this group of Shangguan wants.

The main theme is survival of the fittest.

"If the Ministry of Punishment distributes money and food, then all the scribes in the Ming Dynasty will have to come to receive money and food. How much will it cost?"

"Oh." Wang Buli couldn't help but sigh: "Master Guo is really worried about the world."

"Huh?" Zhu Yuanzhang despised Wang Buli's low consciousness.

Why don't you worry about the world?

"Didn't Chief Guo ask me what reward he wanted just now? Why did it involve the whole Great Tomorrow?"

"People suffer from scarcity but not equality." Zhu Yuanzhang stroked his beard and said: "There are two county offices in Nanjing alone. Why should Jiangning County be sent to Jiangning County but not Shangyuan County?"

"I am the jailer of Jiangning County. Just now, Chief Guo asked me what I wanted, so I said this." Wang Buli said with a smile on his face:

"If I also want to fight for the interests of other county government officials and the clerks in the execution room, and spread it to His Majesty's ears, wouldn't you think that I am colluding with other county government offices and forming cliques for personal gain?"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.

"I will never do such a thing that violates the laws of the Ming Dynasty." Wang Buli put down the teapot in his hand.

"Ah, this!"

Zhu Yuanzhang heard this in person: "That's right."

Wang Buli fought for some benefits for his men and gave them a little bit.

"But if the court does this, it will increase the number of subordinates." Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down, sat down and shook his head and said, "The court will definitely not agree." From Zhu Yuanzhang's perspective, Zaoli served the Ming court for eight lifetimes. With the blessing of cultivation, it is only natural for them to use their own money to serve the court.

You also want me to give you people a salary.

Phew, you deserve it too!

It was almost noon, Wang Buli invited Zhu Yuanzhang to have a meal outside.

There is a Yuda Noodles sign hanging on the street.

Wang Buli is a regular customer here, and he bought these handmade noodles.

"Boss, please have two portions of four-liang five-spice noodles."

Wang Buli sat on the chair and let the noodle seller's wife diligently wipe the table in front of him.

"Sit down, sir. The five-spice noodles will be ready in a while."

Zhu Yuanzhang rarely ate other people's craftsmanship except for the craftsmanship of the imperial chef Xu Xingzu. He mainly did not trust others.

Zhu Yuanzhang was also very curious about Wang Buli's secret recipe for thirteen spices and pork stew, and wanted to try it.

But it cannot be exposed prematurely, and a gap must be opened from the fourth child.

Zhu Yuanzhang thought that for Wang Buli, a person who likes to eat, coming to a place to eat noodles would naturally have a different flavor.

Mao Xiang, who was watching from a distance, was worried and hoped that His Majesty would not eat outside.

Once something happens, no one can take responsibility.

However, a beggar came from not far away, and Mao Xiang wanted to clear the place.

He just hoped that the beggar would not come and get involved, he was just a passerby.

But when the beggar saw Wang Buli here, he stepped forward quickly, making Mao Xiang and others extremely nervous, for fear that the emperor would be assassinated.

In short, it was very troublesome for the emperor to travel.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang was very intolerant of the appearance of beggars in Nanjing.

Under the Ming Dynasty, there were still such beggars.

The beggar lost one hand and could not do heavy work, so he could only make a living by begging.

"Uncle, please do me a favor and give me something to eat."

Wang Buli shouted: "Yu Da, come and give him five ounces."

"Thank you, uncle."

The beggar first knelt down to salute, then sat on the ground:

"If you don't eat for free, wait until the uncle finishes eating and tell him something."

"Row."

Wang Buli nodded.

He could tell that this was obviously not the first time Wang Buli and the beggar had cooperated.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, but in front of outsiders, he didn't say anything, just waiting for the five-spice noodles to be served.

This beggar is crippled. Why does no one support him and he becomes a homeless man?

By the time Wang Buli finished eating slowly, the beggar had already devoured the soup and licked all the soup clean.

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to see what news this beggar could bring to Wang Buli.

"Uncle, I was looking for food in the garbage dump last night and ate a finger."

"what?"

Zhu Yuanzhang exploded all of a sudden!

"Still cooked."

Zhu Yuanzhang's head exploded more and more!

Such a shocking incident occurred at the feet of the Emperor.

He had heard nothing.

Wang Buli, on the other hand, didn't care at all and looked at Mr. Guo who was not eating minced meat.

Let alone Nanjing City, even in other places, it is normal for people to die and murders occur every day.

Why don’t county offices record many homicides?

It’s not a model where the people don’t hold the officials accountable!

(End of this chapter)