As he said this, he thought again, "Draw up the decree!"
Ling Han took the lead and stood in front of the writing desk to wait.
"I have read your memorial and I am very happy. I am happy that you can know whether to take the initiative or do good deeds and do practical things."
"What's even more gratifying is that the reason for what you do is not to please me, but really for the people under your rule."
"Just go ahead and do it. If you have any difficulties, tell me, I'll be there for you!"
As he said this, Zhu Yunxi thought about it, "While writing a court message to bring enlightenment to the world, Han Kezhong worked diligently and took care of the people. He took the title of Inspector Qian, Supervisor and Censor, and presided over the pirate reclamation as an imperial envoy."
"In addition, for the four treasures of house appreciation, I will give you one hundred pieces of tribute paper this year."
All the ministers were shocked and at the same time filled with deep envy.
How old is Han Kezhong? He jumped directly to the position of Inspector-General and Censor. If he goes one step further, wouldn't he become the Inspector-General? That would be a high-ranking official of the third rank, a true minister of the emperor.
And he will soon bear the status of imperial envoy. What an honor it is.
There are also the Four Treasures of the House as a reward from the emperor. To an official, this is more glorious than a golden mountain.
It was still the imperial edict of commending Mingfa to the world, and Han Kezhong was in the limelight this time.
However, some discerning people noticed that after the emperor finished speaking his will, his face looked a little strange.
Zhu Yunxi suddenly thought of one thing, that was his father-in-law.
The nominal leader of Zhejiang Province, the Right Chief Envoy Zhang Shan.
That man was a good official before, but that doesn't mean he isn't a good official now. It's just that his daughter became a noble concubine, and he was cautious. He didn't seek merit in the local area but sought no faults. Now that he has a noble status, he lacks the drive and enthusiasm he once had.
Take responsibility.
That person is a traditional person, and he is afraid that others will say who he is, who he is, how powerful he is, etc.
"Pass the decree!" Zhu Yunxi continued, "Zhang Shan is transferred to the capital, Minister of Taichang Temple."
Suddenly, the excitement and joy in the palace immediately fell silent.
The feudal official was transferred to the capital to manage the Taichang Temple of Liyue, which was equivalent to being transferred to the Qingshui Yamen.
The emperor's move is very thought-provoking.
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After the small court meeting dispersed, Zhu Yunxi still reviewed the memorials and handled government affairs in Lezhizhai.
The life of an emperor is actually so boring.
Of course, if the emperor's life was interesting, there wouldn't be so many ignorant emperors throughout the ages.
Wang Shai appeared next to the royal case again and whispered, "Master, Eunuch Pu is here!"
Zhu Yunxi hummed, "Come in!"
After waiting for a while, Pu Bucheng came in from the outside with a food box and said with a smile, "Long live my lord, Concubine Hui baked a pie filled with mutton for the old prince. The old man ate it well and said that he was just in time to get some rebates and called his slave."
I’ll bring you a few pictures, as well as mutton meatball soup with shredded radish, and spinach mixed with bean sprouts!”
"Put it down!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "How about eating, old man?"
"Replying to Long Live Master, the old man just used two pies, and he was very happy with them!"
Zhu Yunxi put down his ink pen and said, "Bring Pu Bucheng a stool!"
"I don't dare, I want you to..." As he said that, Pu Bucheng looked at Zhu Yunxi's eyes and immediately stopped talking, bowed to listen, and did not sit down.
"No one said anything in front of the old man, right?" Zhu Yunxi asked.
Pu Bucheng probably understood what Zhu Yunxi meant, and said sternly, "Don't worry, long live my lord, I am a person who knows what's appropriate. There are some things that I dare to tell the old man, but there are some things that I would not dare to talk about even if I were to kill you!"
"It's hard for you!" Hearing this, Zhu Yunxi nodded.
What he was talking about was for no other reason than that bastard Zhu Shangbing, King of Yongxing, Xi'an.
No matter what, he is the grandson of the old man and the biological son of the late King Qin. The old man will definitely feel uncomfortable hearing the fate he has met now.
Zhu Shangbing's matter was not handled with great fanfare by Zhu Yunxi, and he also issued a hush-hush order.
At the old man's age, happiness, sadness, anger and anxiety are all dangerous things.
"Long live my Lord, is there anything else?" Pu Bucheng asked with a smile.
"It's okay!" Zhu Yunxi also smiled.
"Slave, please leave!"
After Pu Bucheng left, Zhu Yunxi stood up from the throne and sat at the dining table.
Just as he picked up the chopsticks, Wang Shai came in from the outside again, "Your Majesty, Imperial Academy Scholar Zheng Fang Xiaoru from Qintianjian would like to see you!"
Zhu Yunxi paused with his chopsticks, then slowly put them down, "Say it!"
After a while, Fang Xiaoru came in from outside with a gloomy look on his face.
Zhu Yunxi admired his moral character and conduct, and also appreciated his talents. However, his talents as an official, to be precise, his ability to handle government affairs was still somewhat lacking, and he had never practiced it at the grassroots level.
"The humble minister Fang Xiaoru is here..."
"Okay!" Zhu Yunxi stepped forward, held his arm and said with a smile, "We are just the emperor and the minister in private, why are we doing these false etiquettes?" He said, looking at the other person's face, "You don't look right.
Is there something wrong?"
Only then did Zhu Yunxi see clearly that Fang Xiaoru's eyes were red and swollen, as if he had cried.
"Master Liu, I'm gone!" Fang Xiaoru choked out.
"Which Master Liu?" After saying this, Zhu Yunxi suddenly understood and said in surprise, "Liu Sanwu is gone?"
Fang Xiaoru cried on the spot, "Yes! His son came to the capital to report his funeral!"
"What do you mean? I heard that he was giving lectures to students in his hometown a few days ago!" Zhu Yunxi said lonelyly.
Liu Sanwu was the leader of Chaoqingliu. He was dismissed from his post and returned to his hometown because of a case of fraud in the imperial examination.
In fact, deep down in Zhu Yunxi's heart, he was quite grateful to Liu Sanwu.
After the death of Prince Zhu Biao, it was Liu Sanwu who was the first to have a grandson with the old man. He also served as Zhu Yunxi's teacher. The old man in his seventies would go to the palace before dawn, no matter it was cold or hot, and would never stop.
The past events are still vivid in my mind. Liu Sanwu had high hopes for him back then and helped him a lot.
Even, he is a member of Taisun Party who does his duty.
Later, Zhu Yunxi distanced himself from him because of differences in political opinions and problems with the direction of employment, and he did not do things according to people.
"The Emperor expresses his condolences to Master Liu, who was ten years old and is also mourning!" Fang Xiaoru said, "Before Master Liu died, he had a memorial to the Emperor, and his son asked me to present it..."
"Bring it here!" With that said, Zhu Yunxi took the memorial from Fang Xiaoru and quickly opened it.
"The guilty minister Liu Sanwu is here to invite His Majesty to pay his respects."
"I know that my time is short, so I violate the ban and report to you. I don't know what I said. Your Majesty, I forgive you."
"The emperor is as talented and intelligent as an ancient sage king, and he has the heart to bring kindness to the world."
"However, the emperor has been impatient since he was a child and acted urgently. He must know that the Great Wall was not built in a day. Too much haste will lead to chaos, and chaos will lead to instability. Haste will lead to waste."
"What worries me the most is that the emperor is too impatient."
People who grow old will always go away, because their old age is already the end of the life process.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the memorial in his hand carefully. The handwriting on it was a little unstable at the end, but it was still neat and neat, without any smearing.
While watching, I had mixed feelings.
In the last days of his life, Liu Sanwu still thought about him as the emperor.
Advise him to govern the country steadily and remind him not to treat his ministers as cruelly as the old man did.
After reading it, Zhu Yunxi slowly closed the memorial and said, "Liu Sanwu, resume the post of scholar and scholar. Please go to his funeral for me!"
"My lord, thank God for Master Liu!" Fang Xiaoru said in tears.
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I stayed up late last night, and I really don’t know what I wrote today. I can’t remember the word water.
I sincerely admit my mistake. I shouldn't have done it, but I was really sleepy.
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