I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 60
The news that the emperor was taking an exam in the cafeteria and the editors were waiting for the edict soon spread to the cabinet. Those who didn't go to the cafeteria to eat today regretted it and wanted to turn their intestines out to rinse.

Huang Zhun, who was dealing with government affairs in the side hall, found out, stopped writing and looked at Zhang Mao who was sitting beside him, shaking his head and laughing:

"The censor of the Six Divisions was kneeling outside Chengtian Gate to appeal for grievances, but His Majesty was talking and laughing with the editors and editors in the cabinet. He really didn't pay attention to those eunuchs."

"You are all young heroes of my Ming Dynasty, and you must know that the autumn harvest is approaching, and all states and governments are busy collecting inventory and collecting autumn taxes.

The basis for collecting the autumn tax is the Yellow Book of Fish Scales personally set by Emperor Taizu. This political law has been implemented for more than 30 years. There are pros and cons to it. I would like to hear your opinions? "

After succinctly asking the question, Li Tian looked at the editors waiting for the edict with a smile, and said casually:

"I see that you are hesitant to speak, so you can speak first."

The editor who was picked by Li Tian looked around in a daze, and it took a long time to realize that the emperor ordered him. With an embarrassed smile, he hurriedly cupped his hands and said:
"My humble minister has a few humble opinions to say.

In Weichen's view, the Yellow Book of Fish Scale has been implemented for more than 30 years, and the book has been edited and revised every year, but there has never been a comprehensive review.

The current yellow book is no longer enough for the state governments to use as a reference to collect food taxes.Weichen suggested that the imperial court should remake the book as soon as possible to find out the exact population and households in the world, so as to clear the grain and tax accounts. "

Li Tian's eyes lighted up slightly when he heard the words, and he didn't start boasting about Zhu Yuanzhang as soon as he opened his mouth. It seems that the compilation of this cabinet still has a few brushes.

"That's right." Li Tian slightly nodded and said:

"How many years have you been an editor in the cabinet?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, my minister Zhang Wuyang, a native of Fengtou Village, Xiping County, Runing Prefecture, Henan Province, has served as an editor in the cabinet for six years."

Tomb Village?
Li Tian was stunned, didn't he say that the ancients were very superstitious, how could they come up with such a fucking place name.

The other editors also laughed secretly when they heard the place name of Fentou Village. This Wuyang really dared to say such an unlucky place name.

After regaining his senses, Li Tian nodded, put on an encouraging look and smiled and said:
"Zhang Wuyang, okay, I remember you."

As soon as Li Tian said this, Zhang Wuyang fell to the ground and shouted long live.

The rest of the waiting edicts also have different expressions. This picture of Wuyang is really lucky, but it just said something that everyone in the world knows, and it fell into the emperor's eyes.

After waving his hand to signal Zhang Wuyang to stand up, Li Tian casually pointed at another person. Judging by his blue official robe, he seemed to be a seventh-rank official.

Daizhao, who was picked up by Li Tian, ​​was refreshed, bowed out of the line, and immediately put on a posture of wanting to talk about it.

At this moment, a small official hurried into the cafeteria, ran to Li Tian's side, bowed and said in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, Wu Shangshu is at the side of the cabinet."

Hearing that Wu Zhong had arrived, Li Tian stood up, looked around at the editors waiting for Zhaoqian and said with a smile:

"It's really a coincidence, I have some things to do, but you don't have to be discouraged, anyone who has their own opinions, please submit a booklet to the inner court, and I will definitely review them one by one."

After saying that, Li Tian turned around and strode out.

As soon as he adjusted his mood, the expression of waiting for the imperial edict, who was about to make a big talk, suddenly dimmed, his lips moved, and he really wanted to say something loudly.

However, the colleagues around him had already knelt down to send off the holy car, so he could only quickly kneel down, echoing the calls of his colleagues and shouting to send off His Majesty.

The petty official led Li Tian to the side hall of the cabinet. Wu Zhong, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, had already been waiting, and hurriedly bowed to the ground to see him.

"The old minister greets His Majesty, long live my emperor, long live long live."

Li Tian is now addicted to helping others, he dragged Wu Zhong up from the ground, sat on the top seat with a big horse, and said decisively:
"Wu Shangshu, sit down."

Wu Zhong, who is fifty-six this year, became an official from the Shu Jishi of the Imperial Academy, and later transferred to the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple, all the way up to the post of Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry.

Although the Ministry of Industry is in charge of civil and water conservancy construction projects all over the world, its power is much weaker than that of the other five departments. Even among the six departments and five temples, it is not as good as the Taipu Temple that raises horses for the imperial court.

So Wu Zhong was very confused by the emperor's sudden summons. Could it be that the emperor wanted to build a palace, a temporary palace?
Sitting upright with a question mark in his head, Wu Zhong let out an eh, suddenly remembered what the emperor had explained a few days ago, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said:

"Your Majesty, you asked the old minister to find a few vacant sites with good geomantic omen in Beijing, and they have already found them. There are two old streets in Qingqingfang to be demolished, and the location is very good geomantic.

Li Tian called Wu Zhong to come here, originally he wanted to talk about the Tiangong Bureau and Tiangong Institute, but when Wu Zhong talked about this, he also remembered that he had indeed explained it, so he nodded and said:

"Is there a head of household in those two old streets? Don't take other people's land by force. If there is a head of household, you can ask King Zhao to buy it with money."

Wu Zhong had lived for most of his life, and he had never seen that the imperial court would buy land with money. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and say:

"The old minister understands. May I ask what your majesty intends to use those two old streets? The old minister can make arrangements in advance."

Li Tian actually didn't want to reveal his intentions right now, but the Ministry of Industry was so efficient, he didn't bother to hide it anymore, so he pursed his lips and said:
"I want to build a house, a house for the prince."

Seeing the emperor's expression was uneasy, Wu Zhong suddenly realized that he had asked the wrong question, and panic flashed across his face, and he hurriedly said:

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the old minister will never publicize it."

Slightly nodding his head, Li Tian stopped furthering the matter, and instead said:

"It's not why I called you here today. I talked with Yang Shiqi and Yang Rong by candlelight last night, do you know?"

The news that Li Tian and the two elders were discussing in the Houge for a night had already spread, Wu Zhong also heard about it, nodded and said:

"The old minister knows."

"Just know it." Li Tian took a sip of tea, and unhurriedly repeated what he had talked with Yang Rong last night.

Hearing the emperor's great expectations for the Tiangong Institute and the Tiangong Bureau, Wu Zhongzhong was a little excited.

Although the Tiangong Institute is not under the Ministry of Industry, if His Majesty wants to make efforts on craftsmen, the Ministry of Industry will not benefit.

In the eyes of others, Wu Zhong is the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry and one of the Seven Ministers, aloof.

But only Wu Zhong knew in his heart that he would rather be a servant in the Ministry of Officials and Households than lead a group of craftsmen to build houses and dig rivers every day.

The blood that had been dusty for a long time gradually blossomed, Wu Zhong stood up like a young editor of the Imperial Academy, and said respectfully:
"Your Majesty, the veterans and the Ministry of Industry will fully cooperate with Mr. Yang Ge to build the Tiangong Academy."

Seeing Wu Zhong's hot-blooded appearance, Li Tian was both moved and amused, got up and down, patted Wu Zhong's veteran and said:
"Work hard. In my eyes, the Ministry of Industry should be the top of the six ministries of the Ming Dynasty."

"As long as His Majesty does not despise the old minister, the old minister is willing to do his best for His Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)