"There are also the son of Marquis Ji'an, the son-in-law Lu Xian, and now the Tianzhu of the North Fushi Department of Jinyiwei..."

"No need to say he!" A trace of disgust flashed across Zhu Yunxi's face.

In fact, among these murdered heroes, Zhu Liangzuo was guilty of his own crimes, and the rest were not completely innocent. But the most angry man was Lu Zhongheng. Not only did he harm the village, he was willing to take advantage of his life, but he also did not repent after making mistakes, like worshiping Hu Weiyong's horse head.

But because his son was the son-in-law of the Zhu family, he saved his life and gave him wealth and glory.

But now it seems...hum!

Zhu Yunxiu was silent for a moment and continued, "The names of the people you read just now, go and pass the message. If they want to be officials, they will choose to join my personal guards. If they don't want to be officials and study, whether it is the Imperial College or the Prefecture School, they will be given a decree to study!"

Although there are all parents in the world, they are not qualified to question their parents and elders. But when you ask yourself, the old man has indeed become a little angry in those years and has taken action a little more ruthlessly.

The past is gone, and there is no way to make up for it. Now, giving these people’s descendants a good future can be regarded as praying for the old man to some extent.

"It turns out that the emperor is thinking of giving these people favors!"

He Guangyi finally let go of his heart, then frowned and said, "The emperor's kindness is moved by heaven and earth. But I don't say anything." As he said that, he looked up and said, "These people, after all, are all criminals, and are placed beside the emperor in the palace..."

"It's okay!" Zhu Yunxiu shook his head, "Are you afraid that they will have evil intentions and harm me?" He said, sneering, "If you say that, Deng Ping, who is standing outside, is also from a family of criminals, he shouldn't be by my side, right?"

"I have no such intention!" He Guangyi quickly kowtowed.

He Guangyi believed that his concern was not aimless, but in Zhu Yun's opinion, it was unnecessary.

Because they have different positions and different thoughts. He Guangyi must be afraid that others will take revenge, but Zhu Yunyu is the emperor, representing the Ming Empire. And these noble children, the emperor gave them the opportunity to re-enter the imperial career, so they naturally had to be grateful and even cry for their gratitude to privately worship the family, and would never feel resentful.

Besides, who do they hate? Hate Zhu Yunxiu?

In the air of Yuanshi, after Emperor Jianwen ascended the throne, he also pardoned the so-called sinners and even allowed them to inherit the titles of their fathers and grandparents. What is ridiculous is that after Zhu Di conquered Nanjing, these sinners and children died in battle and lived in seclusion, and the first to surrender were those bright and righteous people.

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"My god, grandma!"

Outside the hall, Deng Ping, who was standing at the door, heard it and cursed at He Guangyi in his heart, "You are not a good food. The emperor finally gave everyone a future. You are fucking messing around! Damn, I almost got around me!"

Thinking in my heart, my eyes slightly turned and were falling on my colleagues beside me.

The one standing next to him was very bored and bowed his head and bit his fingernails. It was Aslan, the Tatar warrior who had just been transferred back to the capital.

Aslan was eating his nails, and felt someone look at him, looking back, and then smiling honestly.

He is far more free and happy in the army than in the palace. To outsiders, he shows that showing the emperor the gate is supreme glory, but he thinks that this life is too boring and boring. It would be fine if a few assassins came and asked him to kill them, but there are not many fly in the palace, let alone assassins.

Deng Ping smiled at him, and he smiled at Deng Ping too.

Then, he suddenly remembered what the old brothers in the army taught him before being transferred back to the capital, "After returning to the capital, you should gain a good reputation and interact more with your colleagues, and don't always strive for strengths and weaknesses..."

Thinking of this, he leaned over and whispered, "Brother, it's worth it later, let's go to drink!" As he said, patting his chest, "You choose a place and I treat you, I have a lot of money!" Then, his eyes turned again, "A few years ago, Duke Cao invited me to a place, and the girl had water when she pinched it, just like the leek flowers on the grassland, which was so tender. Where was it called?"

Deng Ping was shocked when he came over.

How about keeping the door for Master Long Live, how could there be any rules for moving around? And he stood up so carelessly, and the two of them got together and poked them together?

But he knew that the Tatar warrior in front of him was not care about the details, and that the emperor valued it particularly, and was on par with him, so he really didn't know what to say for a moment.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the person coming from the front, quickly turned around and walked outside the warm cabinet door, and whispered, "Long live, Prince Yan, Zhang Jun Tang of the Ministry of Revenue, Hou Jun Tang of the Ministry of Personnel, Lian Jun Tang of the Ministry of Works, Yang Jingshi, and Yan Zhen Jingshi are here!"

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The warm pavilion in the Ganqing Palace is actually equivalent to the emperor's living room.

The place where ministers were summoned outside to handle official duties was the throne on the left side of the Arhat bed, and the tiny part behind the throne was the emperor's bedroom.

The space in the warmer pavilion is not too large, and it looks a bit narrow when there are too many people.

Especially Zhu Gaochi, he was two people wide by himself, and he took up two people's place while sitting alone.

It's okay to be fat, but he's still wide and big, blocking Yang Jing, the censor behind him. After the ministers sat down, Zhu Yunxiu searched twice before finding out that there was another person behind Zhu Gaochi.

"Have you read Xin Yande's comments?" Zhu Yunyu went straight to the topic, "Do you think the method of using labor for relief he mentioned is feasible?"

Just now, when the turtle was combing Zhu Yun's hair, he was reading this memorial.

Hundreds of thousands of victims in Huaibei are hungry for feeding. The court’s blind relief is not a good idea, because disaster relief is a long and tedious process, and it is not enough to provide food. What is even more difficult is to resettle later, and it also helps the people rebuild their homes.

"I think it's feasible!" Hou Yong, the Minister of Personnel, said, "Hundreds of thousands of disaster victims are young and strong, and the daily food consumed is astronomical." As he said, he pondered, "Although I don't care about the Ministry of Revenue, I know that over the past few days, Yangzhou Okura alone has gone more than half!"

As he said that, he sighed, "This time the flood in Huaibei is due to the problem with the river embankment. Xin Tongzheng mentioned that labor-for-relief, and I think it is completely feasible. These victims can make the victims young and strong, clear the river channel and strengthen the river embankment, clear the dredge and open the fields to rebuild the city of Sizhou!"

Zhu Yunyu refused to comment. In fact, the proposal of labor-for-relief was approved in his mind, but Xin Yande mentioned a more critical thing in the memorial, that is, in addition to disaster relief, he could not control these disaster victims by himself.

"Tell me!" He looked at Zhu Gaochi.

"Just just to clear the river embankment and build a city, there will definitely be plenty of manpower!" Zhu Gaochi said, "Since it is for labor to provide relief, I think I can't just focus on this matter in front of me!"

This proposal surprised Zhu Yunxiu, "You keep talking!" As he said, he ordered, "Give tea to me and my beloved ministers, and make milk tea for the Prince of Yan!"

"After the flood, the fields cannot be cultivated after the flood recedes. If the relief continues, it will not work if it takes three or two years!" Zhu Gaochi said again, "So I think that people can be divided into people, and the official roads must be built and trees must be planted. So I said that if you want to be rich, you must first build roads! Huaixi is not by the sea or the big river, so the official roads are crucial!"

"Build bridges, roads, water and mountains, and build up mountains, and people's livelihood projects. Instead of waiting for the court's money and food to be in place before repairing, it is better to take advantage of the people's strength and the disaster victims' rations and start repairing them quickly!"

"Now, a small province will be the big province in the future. Within three or five years, all the water and land routes in Huaixi will be repaired. At that time, the fields soaked in water can be cultivated, and then these villagers will return to their hometowns..."

As he was talking, suddenly Zhu Yunqiu raised his right hand slightly.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the door of the warm cabinet, "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!