"I have said that in my opinion, honest and corrupt officials in this world are rare, but even rare ones cannot be completely eliminated." Han Du comforted Zhu Biao, "It is impossible for Your Highness to completely eliminate corruption.
Yes, but His Highness can win over most people who might otherwise not want to be greedy and give them a slightly more prosperous life."
After Zhu Biao heard this, he immediately became happy and asked: "You also think that my father's method of killing corrupt officials is wrong, don't you?"
Han Du's tone suddenly became astringent when he heard this, and he paused before saying: "Your Highness, Dayu told us with practical actions thousands of years ago that even in the face of savage floods, blocking blindly is not as effective as dredging. Your Majesty
The method of thunder still has a huge deterrent effect in deterring corrupt officials. However, people in the world walk on two legs because they can walk faster and more steadily. Therefore, I think that in the matter of controlling corruption,
Your Excellency, you must have both the Emperor's thunderous methods and His Highness's benevolent heart."
"Walking on two legs?" Zhu Biao pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and nodded with a smile, saying, "I understand."
Just understand, Han Du nodded. Lao Zhu's blindly high-pressure posture is not advisable, but Zhu Biao's unbridled kindness is also wrong. Only with thunderbolt means and a bodhisattva heart can this matter be solved most appropriately.
What is politics? Politics is about making friends more and making enemies less. As long as Zhu Biao pulls as many officials as possible into the non-corrupt ranks, then corrupt officials will naturally have no way to hide.
"If His Highness can do it, he will definitely be a sage of the Ming Dynasty in the future." Han Du smiled and complimented Zhu Biao.
After hearing this, Zhu Biao didn't have any feelings for the Holy Lord. He just sighed and said: "As for the Holy Lord, you should do the things in front of you first."
Han Du smiled and followed Zhu Biao without saying anything more.
Following Zhu Biao's order, the imperial edict has been rushed eight hundred miles to all the imperial envoys and envoys in the country. Guo Huan's case involves more than just a few envoys and envoys in Beijing.
Twelve of the four provinces were involved. There were so many officials, big and small, as well as their tribesmen, that it was not an easy task to send them all to Luzon.
At this moment, perhaps since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the court has been operating with the highest efficiency. All the ministries of the court, the envoys, the government, and the county offices are all running for the lives of these people.
One after another, the people involved in the Guo Huan case were gathered together and escorted to the capital.
There is no way to send hundreds of thousands of people to Luzon. Only the Ming Dynasty Navy can do it now, and the largest fleet of the Ming Dynasty Navy is guarding the Gyeonggi area.
On the huge Fu Ship, children who had never seen a tall Fu Ship were running excitedly on the deck. They had enough reasons to be excited. Although they were still ignorant and did not know what life and death were, they could still learn from it.
There was a difference in their parents' faces. A few days ago, they could feel a sense of despair from their parents' faces, but now they could clearly feel a sense of hope.
Hope! Hope is enough for them to be happy, enough to let them have fun on this big ship they have never seen before.
Guo Huan's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Cheng, looked at the children running around, and her miserable face couldn't help but reveal something.
Wiping a smile. The experience of these days has almost become a nightmare that she will never get out of. When the father-in-law Dongchuang incident happened, the originally beautiful and prosperous home fell from the sky to eighteen levels of hell in an instant. When the news of the annihilation of the nine tribes came down, it was even more...
Her despair reached the extreme. She herself was not afraid of death, but she was unwilling to accept that her child was still so young and had to accompany her to the end of the world.
Then the order from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince arrived, and the result of the family's exile in Luzon did not make her feel the slightest fear. Instead, she felt lucky. Her child was finally able to survive and live well in this world.
When her husband, Guo Huan's eldest son saw it, he walked to her and gently put his arm around her shoulders and said: "I have inquired about it, this Luzon is not a barbaric place. I heard that Marquis Shunshan is now in
Sit in Luzon. Even if we go there, we won’t be bullied by others. It’s just a bit of a hardship for you to leave your hometown.”
"Master, don't say that. As long as you and your children are there, it's home." Mrs. Cheng in turn comforted her husband.
At this time, Mr. Cheng, who is also Cheng's father, came over and said, "I'm lucky to be alive, so don't look so miserable anymore."
"But father-in-law~" Mrs. Cheng wanted to speak.
After hearing this, Mr. Cheng shook his head and said: "No one can save him. If he can survive, then there will be no more kings in this world. If we can survive, we must all be grateful for the kindness of His Royal Highness."
"My daughter understands." Mrs. Cheng listened and nodded with tears, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's kind daughter dare not or forget." After saying that, she looked up at the children who were having fun and said, "My daughter will teach them, and they will also
I won’t forget.”
"As long as you understand," Mr. Cheng nodded happily and said, "If you understand, be happy. Isn't it worth being happy that we escaped death?"
"Master Taishan, although we survived, being exiled to Luzon to farm is not a happy thing." Cheng's husband said with a wry smile.
"What's wrong with farming?" Mr. Cheng curled his lips, "Don't forget, I made a fortune by farming and became a wealthy businessman. Doesn't the emperor just want me to farm? Then I
Just go and farm the land for the Ming Dynasty while you can still farm."
After hearing this, the couple could only sigh helplessly.
Perhaps, only people of Mr. Cheng's age know how to take things as they come. Which young person does not admire the colorful world, and who would be willing to go to the wild lands overseas? But now, in order to survive, he has to go.
Lao Zhu's illness lasted for a long time, and it lasted for more than a month. It was not until the navy sent all the criminals away that he finally recovered.
However, Lao Zhu was living a good life these days.
In order to thank Lao Zhu for letting those criminals go, Zhu Biao worked hard to deal with the government affairs. He also showed Lao Zhu all the memorials he had handled and humbly accepted Lao Zhu's advice.
Father is kind, son is filial, family happiness is nothing more than this.
Uncharacteristically, the officials also began to put forward various feasible suggestions in the memorials, instead of leaving them all to the emperor to deal with as in the past.
The government of the Ming Dynasty actually ran more efficiently and harmoniously than before under the helm of Zhu Biao, the prince who oversaw the country. "I have said that in my opinion, honest and corrupt officials in this world are rare, but even if
Even if it is rare, it is impossible to completely eliminate it." Han Du comforted Zhu Biao, "It is impossible for Your Highness to completely eliminate corruption, but His Highness can win over most people who might not want to be greedy and give them a little wealth.
life."
After Zhu Biao heard this, he immediately became happy and asked: "You also think that my father's method of killing corrupt officials is wrong, don't you?"
Han Du's tone suddenly became astringent when he heard this, and he paused before saying: "Your Highness, Dayu told us with practical actions thousands of years ago that even in the face of savage floods, blocking blindly is not as effective as dredging. Your Majesty
The method of thunder still has a huge deterrent effect in deterring corrupt officials. However, people in the world walk on two legs because they can walk faster and more steadily. Therefore, I think that in the matter of controlling corruption,
Your Excellency, you must have both the Emperor's thunderous methods and His Highness's benevolent heart."
"Walking on two legs?" Zhu Biao pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and nodded with a smile, saying, "I understand."
Just understand, Han Du nodded. Lao Zhu's blindly high-pressure posture is not advisable, but Zhu Biao's unbridled kindness is also wrong. Only with thunderbolt means and a bodhisattva heart can this matter be solved most appropriately.
What is politics? Politics is about making friends more and making enemies less. As long as Zhu Biao pulls as many officials as possible into the non-corrupt ranks, then corrupt officials will naturally have no way to hide.
"If His Highness can do it, he will definitely be a sage of the Ming Dynasty in the future." Han Du smiled and complimented Zhu Biao.
After hearing this, Zhu Biao didn't have any feelings for the Holy Lord. He just sighed and said: "As for the Holy Lord, you should do the things in front of you first."
Han Du smiled and followed Zhu Biao without saying anything more.
Following Zhu Biao's order, the imperial edict has been rushed eight hundred miles to all the imperial envoys and envoys in the country. Guo Huan's case involves more than just a few envoys and envoys in Beijing.
Twelve of the four provinces were involved. There were so many officials, big and small, as well as their tribesmen, that it was not an easy task to send them all to Luzon.
At this moment, perhaps since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the court has been operating with the highest efficiency. All the ministries of the court, the envoys, the government, and the county offices are all running for the lives of these people.
One after another, the people involved in the Guo Huan case were gathered together and escorted to the capital.
There is no way to send hundreds of thousands of people to Luzon. Only the Ming Dynasty Navy can do it now, and the largest fleet of the Ming Dynasty Navy is guarding the Gyeonggi area.
On the huge Fu Ship, children who had never seen a tall Fu Ship were running excitedly on the deck. They had enough reasons to be excited. Although they were still ignorant and did not know what life and death were, they could still learn from it.
There was a difference in their parents' faces. A few days ago, they could feel a sense of despair from their parents' faces, but now they could clearly feel a sense of hope.
Hope! Hope is enough for them to be happy, enough to let them have fun on this big ship they have never seen before.
Guo Huan's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Cheng, looked at the children running around, and her miserable face couldn't help but reveal something.
Wiping a smile. The experience of these days has almost become a nightmare that she will never get out of. When the father-in-law Dongchuang incident happened, the originally beautiful and prosperous home fell from the sky to eighteen levels of hell in an instant. When the news of the annihilation of the nine tribes came down, it was even more...
Her despair reached the extreme. She herself was not afraid of death, but she was unwilling to accept that her child was still so young and had to accompany her to the end of the world.
Then the order from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince arrived, and the result of the family's exile in Luzon did not make her feel the slightest fear. Instead, she felt lucky. Her child was finally able to survive and live well in this world.
When her husband, Guo Huan's eldest son saw it, he walked to her and gently put his arm around her shoulders and said: "I have inquired about it, this Luzon is not a barbaric place. I heard that Marquis Shunshan is now in
Sit in Luzon. Even if we go there, we won’t be bullied by others. It’s just a bit of a hardship for you to leave your hometown.”
"Master, don't say that. As long as you and your children are there, it's home." Mrs. Cheng in turn comforted her husband.
At this time, Mr. Cheng, who is also Cheng's father, came over and said, "I'm lucky to be alive, so don't look so miserable anymore."
"But father-in-law~" Mrs. Cheng wanted to speak.
After hearing this, Mr. Cheng shook his head and said: "No one can save him. If he can survive, then there will be no more kings in this world. If we can survive, we must all be grateful for the kindness of His Royal Highness."
"My daughter understands." Mrs. Cheng listened and nodded with tears, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's kind daughter dare not or forget." After saying that, she looked up at the children who were having fun and said, "My daughter will teach them, and they will also
I won’t forget.”
"As long as you understand," Mr. Cheng nodded happily and said, "If you understand, be happy. Isn't it worth being happy that we escaped death?"
"Master Taishan, although we survived, being exiled to Luzon to farm is not a happy thing." Cheng's husband said with a wry smile.
"What's wrong with farming?" Mr. Cheng curled his lips, "Don't forget, I made a fortune by farming and became a wealthy businessman. Doesn't the emperor just want me to farm? Then I
Just go and farm the land for the Ming Dynasty while you can still farm."
After hearing this, the couple could only sigh helplessly.
Perhaps, only people of Mr. Cheng's age know how to take things as they come. Which young person does not admire the colorful world, and who would be willing to go to the wild lands overseas? But now, in order to survive, he has to go.
Lao Zhu's illness lasted for a long time, and it lasted for more than a month. It was not until the navy sent all the criminals away that he finally recovered.
However, Lao Zhu was living a good life these days.
In order to thank Lao Zhu for letting those criminals go, Zhu Biao worked hard to deal with the government affairs. He also showed Lao Zhu all the memorials he had handled and humbly accepted Lao Zhu's advice.
Father is kind, son is filial, family happiness is nothing more than this.
Uncharacteristically, the officials also began to put forward various feasible suggestions in the memorials, instead of leaving them all to the emperor to deal with as in the past.
The government of the Ming Dynasty actually ran more efficiently and harmoniously than ever before under the helm of Zhu Biao, the supervising prince.