Chapter 381 A gentleman’s evil, a small evil becomes a big evil
Wang Jiaping’s methods are not new, but after the repeated efforts of Yin Zhengmao and Ling Yunyi, the administrative power of Guangdong and Guangxi has been greatly strengthened, which led to his intention The ground between Guangdong and Guangxi is particularly important, so these luxury households have to guess, which makes people's scalp numb, which means that there is no progress bar for anything.
What surprised Zhu Yijun was Wan Wenqing and Wu Weizhong. He originally thought that these two guys' hobby of visiting brothels was just a disguise. When they were not being wild, others would relax their vigilance, and then slowly The rise finally attracted everyone's attention. Wang Jiaping agreed to Wan Wenqing's father's request, which was the same idea.
But now it seems that these two guys are united in knowledge and practice, and they really like visiting brothels...
This made Zhu Yijun dumbfounded, and it was not until sunset that Zhu Yijun ended Today’s trip to Xishan.
Wang Yaozhuo has been looking out the window blankly. Xishan is the Tomb of the Ming Dynasty. Because of Feng Shui, there are trees around it, but except for Xishan, it is all bare. The mountains are not green and the water is green. Wang Yaozhuo, who was not green and came from a humble background, actually knew the reason. He opened the door with seven things: firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. The word firewood was the first word. There were millions of people living in the capital. These trees had long been cut down.
Farmers are working hard in the fields. Autumn is the harvest season, so the field roads are very busy.
A slightly thin child, only about two or three years old, with bare feet, was sitting on a train. The child's body was tied to the train with hemp ropes. Apparently his parents had gone to work. It was to prevent the child from running around, and the child was holding a small sweet potato in his hand, which was chewed into shape.
If you eat too much sweet potatoes, your stomach will become bloated and acidic, but isn’t eating too much a luxury?
Wang Yaozhuo couldn't help but touch his belly, showing some worries. If there was a boy in his belly, he would be the eldest son of the Ming Dynasty. He could really support the people of the Ming Dynasty like his father. A piece of sky? Wang Yaozhuo suddenly understood why Empress Dowager Li was so harsh on the emperor, and she was particularly doting on Prince Lu.
Wang Yaozhuo has endured a lot of hardships, even more so than the children on the platoon. She has seen what is called a disaster in the world. In the worst time, the children sitting on the platoon were just rations.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Yaozhuo's dazed look and asked with a smile.
"It's nothing. I am a mother for the first time, so I am a little confused." Wang Yaozhuo leaned into Zhu Yijun's arms again. Her husband liked her very much, and she knew it, so she cherished her relationship with her husband even more. every moment.
"Mr. told me a story yesterday." Zhu Yijun naturally saw the child, sighed heavily, and talked about the human tragedy that Zhang Juzheng witnessed with his own eyes.
Zhu Yijun hugged Wang Yaozhuo, feeling the warmth, and said: "Sir, he used to like to talk about the goodness of a gentleman, which is benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust, the five constant principles of Confucianism, human ethics and etiquette. It is your duty, he must let me He knew what a gentleman was good at, but after he returned to the court, he began to talk about the evil of a gentleman. "
"In the winter of the 39th year of Jiajing, it was very cold, but there was no snow, and tragedies began to happen. ”
In the winter of the 39th year of Jiajing, there was no snow in the entire North China Plain. At that time, the Taoist priest walked out of Xiyuan, where he lived, and went to the Temple of Heaven to pray for snow. However, there was no auspicious snowfall. That year people were in panic, because everyone knew that a winter without heavy snow would bring a terrible disaster in the coming year.
In the spring of the 40th year of Jiajing, there was a severe drought in the north. There was also a plague in the drought. After people struggled to survive the drought, there was a locust plague. The locusts covered the sky and the sun. At this point, it was not enough to raise a few. Ducks can solve it. Controlling locusts is the top priority for Antu herdsmen. After the locust plague, not a single blade of grass grew. The great famine began to wreak havoc on Gyeonggi as the locust plague began, affecting nearly 1.7 million people.
Emperor Jiajing issued an imperial edict in March to provide relief and calm people's hearts. It would have been better if he did not issue an edict. The edict immediately became the trigger of the party dispute between North Korea and China.
At that time, Yan Dang and Qingliu had already reached the decisive battle. The party's imprisonment had been established, and the fighting in the court was extremely fierce. After the imperial edict was issued, this imperial edict was immediately used by people with ulterior motives. Originally, the emperor's imperial edict was only When you can go to prefectures and counties, at most there is a yellow list in front of the county hall, and the people in the countryside cannot see it anyway. This is an important manifestation of the weakness of administrative power.
However, this imperial edict went against the background of weakened administrative power and was spread among the people in the countryside. Soon, the victims began to move towards the capital. At this time, the victims still held the feeling of a holy king and a father. Unable to abandon their illusions, victims of the disaster began to gather in the capital.
Corruption was rampant in the country at that time, and there was not much money left for relief. Even if there was no corruption, the court, which suffered huge financial losses, would have the power to provide relief to these endless victims. Woolen cloth? So soon, the food for relief began to slowly decrease.
The victims began to make noises. In order to restrain these victims, they could only be surrounded to prevent civil unrest. After the food was exhausted, people naturally became food in each other's eyes. Soon civil unrest broke out. The soldiers of the Beijing camp were besieging them, and the victims should not make too much of a fuss. However, the Beijing camp was all on empty wages, and there was no way they could protect the nearly 60,000 victims.
Civil riots broke out and were quickly suppressed, and then the victims fled in all directions.
There is only one short sentence about this matter. There was a severe drought and the locusts covered the sun. The people were starving. After hearing the holy precepts to provide relief, they rushed to the capital to quell the chaos.
Zhu Yijun said leisurely: "In this matter, Emperor Sejong's imperial edict became a tool of imperial censorship. The imperial power did not extend to the county. It would be a high price to post a yellow list in front of the county government office. However, the imperial edict was promulgated Soon, everyone knew that they were coming to the capital. Even if they tried to appease and block them, they still couldn't stop them. This was the first evil of a gentleman."
"The victims gathered in the capital. As the chief minister, Yan Song did his part. It is indeed difficult to deal with these victims well, but Yan Song, Yan Shifan and Yan Dang at that time were still able to feed the less than 60,000 victims. Even though Yan Song had lost the trust of Emperor Sejong at that time, he did After being the chief minister for twenty years, he still has this capital. Why did the civil unrest happen? It is naturally related to the party struggle. This is the second evil of a gentleman."
"When the civil unrest broke out, he was originally responsible for guarding it. The Beijing camp was scattered in all directions. It is true that the Beijing camp was corrupt and corrupt. The soldiers in the Beijing camp were all old, weak, sick and disabled. However, the soldiers in the Beijing camp holding weapons were scattered by the unarmed victims. What was particularly strange was that , the next day, the civil unrest was quickly suppressed. This is the third evil of a gentleman. "Yan Song has been the chief minister for twenty years. He is not a flattering and incompetent minister. Corruption is rampant in the Strict Party. Is it true that the resources it controls cannot even feed 60,000 disaster victims? Zhu Yijun was keenly aware that something was wrong. He was not the Emperor Chui Gong who lived in a deep palace and was unaware of the sufferings of the people. In fact, the victims could be comforted by a bowl of rice soup and bran nests every day. If they could survive until the times improved, they would naturally If we leave, we will starve to death before we can wait.
The people are like grass and grass, that's why.
But civil unrest suddenly broke out, and Zhu Yijun didn't believe it when he said nothing happened. However, even Zhang Juzheng didn't know what happened specifically.
After the civil unrest broke out, the Beijing camp was immediately dispersed. The civil unrest was immediately suppressed the next day, and the people fled in all directions. Is the Beijing camp incompetent or capable?
"There is the fourth evil." Zhu Yijun's hands trembled and he hugged Wang Yaozhuo tighter. He liked the warmth on Wang Yaozhuo's body. Zhu Yijun wanted to know the complexity of this world. Right and wrong, good and evil, beauty and ugliness are opposites and universal, and this girl who gradually opens up is the goodness and beauty within Zhu Yijun's reach.
"Is there a fourth evil? What is it?" Wang Yaozhuo asked doubtfully. With her understanding of the court situation, it was very difficult to fully understand what her husband said, and she was asked to guess. The fourth evil, she couldn't guess.
Zhu Yijun shook his head and said: "Sir, he only said that there is a fourth evil, but he did not explain it in detail, but I guessed it."
"This fourth evil was what the court was most worried about at that time. It is the hungry people themselves, not the famine, do you understand what I mean? The court, the officials in the capital, the soldiers in the capital camp, and the local officials are all tacitly admitting that this happened to deal with the victims, not to solve the famine. It is the fourth evil of a gentleman. In the second year, Yan Song fell and Qingliu won. "
The evil of a gentleman is a small evil.
Zhang Juzheng's gentleman's evil is actually extremely disrespectful, because the first three evils include the then Emperor Sejong, and when talking about the fourth evil, it is necessary to discuss whether Emperor Sejong is also condoning it. The answer to this incident is yes, so Zhang Juzheng can only talk about the difficulty of overcoming the end, and cannot say that Emperor Shizong is evil. This is not in line with the etiquette of being a respected person, and it is also not the way to be a minister.
But Zhang Juzheng knew very well that His Majesty could figure it out.
When the country loses its way, everyone is a sinner.
"This, this, this..." For Wang Yaozhuo, a seventeen-year-old girl, even though she is a queen, what His Majesty said today still made her panic.
"How did you feel when you heard the story about the evil of gentlemen told by your husband?" Zhu Yijun asked with a sigh.
“This Ming Dynasty should be destroyed!” Wang Yaozhuo chose to tell the truth.
After hearing the story, she only had this idea. His Majesty is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Logically speaking, this is the most treasonous thing. There were the emperor and the queen in the car. Wang Yaozhuo didn’t want to be alone with his majesty. , and you have to hide your thoughts. Your Majesty doesn't like it, and there's no point in hiding it. Your Majesty can see through it.
Zhu Yijun said with a relaxed expression: "This is also my idea. I will ask sir directly, is the Ming Dynasty not dead yet?"
"Sir, his expression is strange, he is hesitant to speak. I didn’t say the last sentence. After all this time, I’m still not used to my straightforwardness.” In one sentence, Pan Jixun has done a good job in pacifying the people and relieving the victims. If he can't do it, he will die. He had to die. He didn't want to die, especially a humiliating death, so he started killing large households for relief. Together with the relief provided by transporting grain from several surrounding provinces, the hungry people were able to survive the disaster years. In addition, Jiangxi was exempted from taxation and labor for two years. , Jiangxi completely recovered."
"Pan Jixun went to Nanya Yingtian as governor, and then he became a court official."
"After that, Changping Cangyou. The governors of various places were directly responsible. If the fire dragon burned the warehouse in Changping and the relief was out of food, the governor would be responsible. After that, the relief work in Ming Dynasty gradually stabilized. "
"There can be no disasters in the year."
That is to say, the disasters in this world cannot affect most people. This is Zhang Juzheng's great journey. He was the regent and overstepped the imperial power as the Grand Tutor of Yuanfu. , do things.
If all the chief ministers in the world are like this, Zhu Yijun, as the emperor himself, does not mind overstepping his bounds. However, judging from the actions of Yan Song, Xu Jie, and Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng is just a shining lone figure in the long history. Stars are as rare as the guest stars that appeared in October of the sixth year of Longqing.
Zhang Juzheng criticized Dao Ye, Yan Song, and Xu Jie. These were justified criticisms and he pointed from the moral high ground. Because he did it, he could justifiably tell His Majesty about those gentlemen. Evil, criticizing the inaction, connivance, cover-up, indifference and incompetence of those who eat meat.
Especially incompetent.
The most terrifying thing in the world is to see hope and then experience despair. In the twelfth year of Wanli, Zhang Juzheng's house was confiscated, all Zhang Juzheng's new policies were abolished, and the world was unfair.
The Ming Dynasty died approximately in the twelfth year of Wanli, and his body was buried in the seventeenth year of Chongzhen.
"Compared to the likes of Yan Song and Xu Jie, Mr. Wang Yaozhuo is better!" Wang Yaozhuo's heavy heart was relieved, a smile appeared on his face, and he became optimistic about the situation after the birth of the child. Even the incompetent Lu Wang Zhu Yili, the bastard just likes beauties from all over the world, and he is not that bastard.
"Isn't your husband powerful? He is powerful alone. After all, he is not the master of the world." Zhu Yijun was infected by Wang Yaozhuo's smile and showed a smile. He had previously thought about Ming Shezong wearing it to Zhang Juzheng On the head, unfortunately, it cannot be given after all.
“Awesome, awesome, don’t I know whether your husband is awesome or not?” Wang Yaozhuo smiled broadly. Zhang Juzheng wants to travel on the high road. In Zhang Juzheng's absence, His Majesty also wants to travel on the high road. Moreover, His Majesty is not entirely under Zhang Juzheng's wing. He has his own policies and his own new deal.
Even if the world is guilty of it, Zhu Yijun will persevere. He cannot bear to have this long-cherished wish go to waste.
Zhu Yijun does not have the political dog-fighting talent as powerful as Zhang Juzheng. The worst he can do is invite the Seven Killing Technique. Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, and kill him until he bleeds like a river. Kill him cleanly!
Zhu Yijun was a radical in the Ming Dynasty, second only to Tan Lun!
Qi Jiguang is not a radical. When it comes to internal affairs, he prefers Rouren's solution. He is never willing to turn his sword inward, so the ministers of the imperial court are not afraid of Qi Jiguang because they have never been Qi Jiguang's. The opponent has never experienced Qi Jiguang's terror.
Zhu Yijun said that Li Yougong was very measured in his actions. Sure enough, as soon as his driver returned to the Li Palace behind the Martial Arts School, he saw Li Yougong waiting in front of the main entrance of the Palace, waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to return from Xishan. Nothing happened. It's serious enough to disturb His Majesty's rest, but the matter must be reported clearly to His Majesty.
The word "property" is indeed difficult to grasp.
"Oh, Li Dayun, those criminals should be killed in Luzon. It's a bit troublesome to get on the ship." Zhu Yijun was smiling. Yin Zhengmao was worthy of being a veteran in the officialdom, and he handled it properly. , Zhu Yijun could actually accept that these criminals died in Luzon, and they might as well sink into the sea. Everyone was out of sight, and their hearts were restless. Zhu Yijun spread his hands and said helplessly: "We can't investigate everything. If anything is found, everyone will I can’t live with it even in terms of face.”
After hearing the truth, Li Yougong bowed his head and said: “Your Majesty, I think that the Marquis of Sishui, Yingyang Marquis and Shi Longbo have no intention of treason, otherwise these criminals would not be guilty. He will be taken to the capital for questioning. "
He is a border patrol angel. After hearing the truth, he naturally expressed his opinion based on what he saw. Li Yougong wiped Yin Zhengmao's butt twice in total. The first time was to wait until the next day, and the second time was to simply deal with it in Luzon. However, Yin Zhengmao did not cherish the opportunity both times and sent the criminal to the ship. This is because he is not afraid of the shadow.
It proves that Yin Zhengmao, Zhang Yuanxun and Deng Zilong, as well as their close relatives and direct relatives, have no problems. This is great good news for Ming Dynasty.
"Okay, okay, Li Dayun has worked hard. This time he went to collect a thousand taels of silver from the internal funds to reward himself. He was sent as envoy to Lu Song and received ten taels of silver each." Zhu Yijun looked at the memorial sent by Yin Zhengmao. , the smile is bright and sunny.
"I thank you for your kindness." Li Yougong thanked you as usual, and then he was stunned for a moment, stuttering a little, and your Majesty gave you a reward of one thousand taels! One thousand taels is enough to pay carbon and ice tributes at the Quanchu, Quanjin, and Quanzhe guild halls for a year!
His Majesty actually exploded with gold coins! It can be seen that he is really happy, and he is also very satisfied with Li Yougong's mission.
Zhu Yijun's internal rewards, especially his rewards to the palace eunuchs. Without the eunuch, only money can comfort him. However, preventing internal and external collusion is the top priority, so the palace eunuchs One of their incomes was cut off, and Zhu Yijun made up for the bribes from the foreign court.
There is evil as well as good in this world. Zhu Yijun can see some beauty, so he has not completely turned into an indescribable monster.
In the memorial, Yin Zhengmao first sincerely apologized, mainly for the crime of negligence. Naturally, Zhu Yijun would not pursue it. Yin Zhengmao was not a god. He knew everything that happened under his rule. There would always be problems in the development process. There are storms, and solving problems is the key.
Then Yin Zhengmao made a promise to provide 11 million kilograms of copper in the next year and to work even harder on the mining of copper from Wanli Seawall. This is the military order. The Emperor of Ming Dynasty liked copper. If there is any material, then give him copper material. Zhu Yijun and Zhu Zhu are not in a hurry. The main thing is to stabilize the Luzon Governor's Mansion.
Then Yin Zhengmao hoped that your majesty would give him three years. The Hong Mao Fan in the Malacca Strait must be expelled completely. Zhu Yijun gave it five years. This was what was agreed before. The Hong Mao Fan occupied The Strait of Malacca has been operating for sixty years, and it would be physically difficult to expel it all at once.
Autumn has gradually entered in the seventh year of Wanli. The maple leaves in the Western Mountains are already red. Further north, preparations have begun for the winter. Zhu Yijun has ordered the internal department to prepare this year's coats. The products produced by Huangzhuang must be high-quality. In fact, before The cloak and ear warmers that were given as rewards are still usable, but the annual reward has become a routine, and the worsted woolen business has collapsed. The price of the worsted woolen has fallen, and it doesn't cost much, so it is considered a kind of preferential treatment.
"Your Majesty, it's almost sunset, and Dazai Wan is requesting an audience outside the palace." Feng Bao whispered to Xiaohuangmen a few times and asked in confusion.
"Xuan."
Wan Shihe walked in, bowed his head and sat down, then said: "Your Majesty, the wind strength of this ship certificate has passed, but the wind strength of this ship certificate has passed. The quantity is still far from enough. Now Yanxinglou can’t collect a few taels of transaction tax. How about issuing more?”
Taking advantage of Zheshe households’ pursuit of ship tickets, they are ruthless. Cut a wave of leeks.
Wan Shihe and the public opinion who had received the ship ticket before. Some people said that the Ming Emperor sold the ship to the Moguls and Taixi and did not keep the ship in the country to raise funds. He would rather be a friendly country than a domestic slave. Wan Shihe settled the wind and public opinion, but Wan Shihe did not stop there. Instead, he continued to stir up the wind and public opinion. The main discussion was about the essential differences between ship tickets and worsted woolen business.
After several wars of words, Wan Shihe really discussed something. Ships are production tools, but worsted woolen cloth is not. This essential difference has derived from the difference in profit direction. , after figuring out this problem, the ship ticket business became more prosperous, and the Zheshe households became more enthusiastic.
There is a conflict between the production capacity of Daming Shipyard and the strong demand for ship tickets from Zheshe households.
“You still want me to get futures ship tickets?” Zhu Yijun thought for a while.
Wan Shihe said nothing and expressed his acquiescence. This was his purpose. He had many reasons, but His Majesty knew these reasons. There is no need to elaborate. He just came to test His Majesty's tone.
"No." Zhu Yijun said very clearly: "This hole cannot be opened. To put it bluntly, if I smash this cornucopia in the future, this is one of my methods. I must leave some means to flip the table. .”
"Your Majesty is wise." Wan Shihe thought for a while and did not insist more stubbornly. In fact, Zhe Shehu who asked Your Majesty to buy futures ship tickets was also afraid that His Majesty would smash the market. However, His Majesty always regarded turning the table as a way to use it when conflicts are irreconcilable. No matter how much Wan Shihe said, it was useless.
Wan Shihe is an imperialist, and he is the kind of imperialist who can only go to the dark side in one way. He is not here to test. In fact, this matter is good for His Majesty, and he can use it to gather profits. Futures ships and tickets cut a wave of leeks fiercely, but His Majesty has a tender heart and refuses to cut this crop of leeks.
This has always been a characteristic of His Majesty, the ability to fish from the lake in a sustainable way.
For example, take good care of the health of Zhang Juzheng, Tan Lun, Ling Yunyi, Yin Zhengmao and others, and then let them continue to shine for Ming Dynasty.
"Wan Dazai, I have an interesting story here. The luxurious households in Guangdong and Guangxi invited Ling Butang to return to Guangdong and Guangxi!" Zhu Yijun talked about the interesting story he heard today.
Wan Shihe turned his head to look at His Majesty in a dull manner, his eyes slowly widened, and after thinking for a while, he only said one word: "Huh?"
This world is too big Crazy, Wan Shihe can't understand it at all. Are the households in Guangdong and Guangxi crazy? Do you dare to invite Ling Yunyi, a big killer, back?
When Wan Shihe learned the whole story, he had no choice but to realize that the demands of the households in Guangdong and Guangxi can be summed up very simply: let me die happily!
The old man of the Denshiraishi family practiced this principle with his life, which is so frustrating.
"Wang Jiaping was honest and honest when he was in the capital. When he got there, he was extremely ruthless." Wan Shihe curled his lips. Wang Jiaping did not go too far at all. This is what he does. Style is just a pain to the luxury households in Guangdong and Guangxi.
Wan Shihe sighed, leaned forward, and whispered: "Your Majesty, that daughter-in-law of Ligas has run away." Bringing a child to marry him is obviously a trick. Sure enough, he ran away. Didn't the woman give him a son? "Did the son run away?" After hearing this, Zhu Yijun knew why Wan Shihe entered the palace at sunset. Obviously Wan Shihe Gang knew about this.
When Legaz married Anna Medina Sidonia, Zhu Yijun persuaded him once because Legaz betrayed his god and violated his lifelong commitment to serving the Lord without marriage. The promise requires the emperor's blessing.
If Anna was just married, she had two children, a son and a daughter. Her daughter died on the ship and she still had a child. Isn’t this a big complaint against Legas? That bitch Dorgon was so strong, but in the end he was tricked by the orphans and widowers, and his grave was dug up by Shunzhi after his death.
"No, the child born to Ligas is still at his home, alas." Wan Shihe said helplessly: "Ligas is one of the general managers of our Royal Academy of Art and Science, and he has been very distracted recently. Ning didn’t ask, but Chen Xuewen went to his house and asked.”
“Your Majesty, how to deal with this matter”
During diplomatic time, Legas was more concerned. Specially, he is the special envoy of Taixi and has the power to mobilize the power of Spain in the Far East. Although it is only in name, he also holds an official position in the Ming Dynasty and translates books from Taixi with Gao Qiyu in the Royal Academy of Gewu.
This kind of thing happened in this family, and Ligas was embarrassed to say it. It took so long before it broke out.
"This woman is so cruel. The son born in Taixi is a son, but the son born in Daming is not a son? He gave up when he said it. The same goes for Legas. If he had said it earlier , I can still send Tiqi to capture them. They are all in the Pacific now. How can I capture them?" Zhu Yijun thought for a moment and said, "Last time, Felipe II sent seven red-haired beauties to Legas. Send three over.”
“The best way to end a tragedy is to start it again.”
If Legas had said it earlier, it would have been easier to solve the problem without saying a word, wouldn't he have had to suffer the consequences?
"The son born to Taixi has a title to inherit, so he left. Those who are leaving cannot be kept no matter what." Wan Shihe said with a frown: "The captain this time is Marr Marcus is not Antonio. Without Antonio's prestige, can Marcus really suppress those crew members? "
Wan Shihe is not optimistic about Anna's return to Taixi this time. He is studying overseas. In the book of the nation, when the crew saw the sheep at sea, they all felt that they were handsome. Antonio had restrained the crew before, but Marcus was not as prominent as Antonio. It was not unusual for the crew to do anything. Afterwards, he threw it into the sea and was clear. Quiet and quiet.
“Your Majesty, the Chronicle of the Mankara Kingdom has been repaired.” Wan Shihe took out the scroll, which contained the Chronicle of the Mankara Kingdom. The Mankara Kingdom was actually destroyed, and the Ming Dynasty would not Asking for trouble, he canonized Prince Mangara's descendants again.
This is the final conclusion. Wan Shihe Xiu Waiwai Fan Guozhi Shu is defining history, and defining history is defining the present.
No matter how we discuss it in the future, the Old Port and the Strait of Malacca are the inherent territories of the Ming Dynasty and are sacred and inviolable. Even if they have not been recaptured yet, even if they are actually occupied by the Hongmao Fan.
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(End of this chapter)