Chapter 634 The prime minister must start from the state department
Two days later, in the East Nuan Pavilion of Prince Rui's Mansion in Beijing.
Although the weather has gotten warmer, Dorgon still huddles in the Dong Nuan Pavilion most of the time, because as soon as he leaves the Nuan Pavilion, he feels cold all over, as if he has fallen into an ice hole.
When Cao Eryu walked into Nuange, she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. It was too hot.
"Master." Cao Eryu lowered his head and reported, "Dorobel Luoluohun often goes to the Prince of Yujun's house these days, and every time he has long discussions with the Prince of Yujun in the study."
"What are they talking about?" Dorgon frowned.
"I don't know," Cao Eryu said, "because the two of them kept away the others when they were discussing secretly."
"So, it must be some shameful thing." Dorgon said in a deep voice.
After a pause, Dorgon added: "But it doesn't matter, they can't change the world."
While they were talking, another palace official came in and knelt down to report: "Master, Jinghai is sending it urgently."
"Hong Chengchou's urgent delivery must have come out over there!" Although he had no hope for the outcome of the battle, Dorgon still had a trace of luck in his heart and said to Cao Eryu, "Send it over quickly."
Cao Eryu quickly took the lacquer letter and handed it to Dorgon with both hands.
Dorgon scratched his head and read the letter, but he fell into deep thought.
After a long while, Dorgon asked Cao Eryu: "Have you read the Records of Mingxi Zong?"
"Master, I have already read it." Cao Eryu responded, "I just read it roughly. I may not remember many people or things clearly."
"What are you afraid of? I won't test you."
"The slave is worried that he said something wrong and misled his master."
"Misleading? You still can't mislead me. I ask you, how many plagues broke out in the Ming Dynasty during the Apocalypse Dynasty?"
"Plague? This is recorded in the Mingxi Sect's records, and it occurred quite frequently, almost every year. Among them, the plague in Shanxi in the third year of Tianqi was the most severe."
"So that means plagues often break out in the DPRK?"
"Yes, there is no doubt about this. There were many plagues in the Chongzhen Dynasty."
"I understand." Dorgon nodded, and then asked Cao Eryu, "By the way, have the Ming army's blockade trenches been closed?"
"Reporting to my master, the Ming army's blockade has not yet been closed." Cao Eryu responded respectfully, "I don't know why, but the Ming dog left a hole four to five hundred paces wide outside Fucheng Gate."
"Encircling three trenches and one trench is the Ming army's plan to attack the enemy." Dorgon said coldly, "But this is fine, otherwise if the Ming army really closes up to blockade the trenches, the city of Beijing will be completely cut off from the outside world.
, As a result, it will be difficult for me to know what Hong Chengchou's army is doing in time, and it will be difficult for me to convey my will to Hong Chengchou in time."
After Dorgon finished speaking, he wrote another letter, put it in an envelope, and sealed it with wax.
Then he handed the lacquered letter to Cao Eryu and said: "Send more couriers to make sure this letter is delivered to Jinghai and hand-delivered to Hou Fangyu, and tell Hou Fangyu to burn it after reading it!"
"Hey!" Cao Eryu took the letter with both hands.
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At this time, Chongzhen was climbing up the Temple of Earth and looking into the distance.
It's a pity that the height of the Temple of Earth is not as high as the city wall, so the scene inside the city cannot be seen at all.
However, Chongzhen still relied on the memory of the original owner to know that the Imperial College was across the city wall.
At that moment, Chongzhen asked Wang Jiayan, who was at his side: "Wang Qing, I remember that the Imperial College in Beijing is across the wall, right?"
"Your Majesty, we are facing the Imperial Academy." Wang Jiayan responded respectfully, but he felt a little emotional in his heart. It had only been five short years since the national crisis in Jiashen, but things and people had already changed.
The Imperial College is still the Imperial College, but the Imperial College is no longer the Imperial College.
Wang Jiayan returned to Nanjing last year and even gave lectures at the Nanjing Imperial College. Only then did he realize that the Imperial College in Nanjing has now changed beyond recognition.
The original Imperial College professors mainly taught students Confucian classics and principles, supplemented by miscellaneous studies.
However, in the Imperial College of Nanjing today, Confucian classics have been integrated into Chinese studies, while the original miscellaneous studies such as agricultural administration, astronomy, geography, epigraphy, etc. have been elevated to the same level as Confucian classics, and physics has also been introduced from Western Yi.
In mathematics and other subjects, there is still half a day every day to practice cannon drill and horseback riding. Wang Jiayan doesn't know whether this is a blessing or a curse?
Chongzhen turned back to look at Wang Jiayan and asked: "What does Wang Qing think of Nanjing Imperial College?"
Wang Jiayan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Sometimes he really felt that His Majesty knew how to read minds, as if he could see through the minds of his ministers. For example, when he just thought of Nanjing Imperial College, His Majesty actually asked him what he thought of Nanjing Imperial College.
Chongzhen smiled and said harmoniously: "Wang Qing, you don't have to have any scruples, you can speak freely."
Wang Jiayan responded respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, I think that the subject setting and teaching methods of Nanjing Imperial College are quite innovative and unprecedented."
Chongzhen smiled, if nothing else happened, the next step would be a but.
Sure enough, Wang Jiayan changed the subject and continued: "However, as an institution that trained officials for the Ming Dynasty, the teaching content of Nanjing Imperial College seems to be somewhat different."
In fact, Wang Jiayan still had something even more unpleasant to say.
In essence, the Nanjing Imperial College has almost become a martial arts school.
Those trained are basically warriors, who may not be able to govern the country well.
Chongzhen also knew that Wang Jiayan saved face for him, but he didn't care about it.
At that moment, Chongzhen said with a smile: "Wang Qing, you don't have to save face for me. You actually want to say that the Nanjing Imperial College has been reduced to martial arts, and the only ones it trains are martial artists, right?"
Wang Jiayan looked a little embarrassed and thought to himself that this was what the Holy Spirit said.
Chongzhen said with a smile: "If I told you that I wanted to build the Nanjing Imperial College into a martial arts school for training military officers, would you be surprised?"
The current Nanjing Imperial College is a hodgepodge.
But in the future, subjects such as physics, chemistry, mathematics, etc. will be separated one by one and become independent colleges or universities such as medical schools and naval schools. By then, Nanjing Imperial College will become a pure military school.
The sole mission of the Nanjing Imperial College was to train qualified professional military attachés for the Ming Dynasty.
"I'm not surprised," Wang Jiayan said, "but I'm not happy about something I haven't said."
Chongzhen asked: "Wang Qing wants to say that military men cannot rule the country and will only lead to chaos in the country, right?"
"Holy Master," Wang Jiayan said sincerely, "Looking through thousands of years of Chinese history, it is not uncommon for military men to govern the country, but there are very few who manage the country well. Most of them are war-torn and the people are in dire straits. As for those who are skilled in military affairs,
Not to mention the national turmoil caused by the separatism of powerful military commanders."
"I completely agree with what Wang Qing saw." Chongzhen actually expressed support, which surprised Wang Jiayan.
After a slight pause, Chongzhen continued: "To be honest with Wang Qing, I have no intention of letting Prince Qin and Prince Jiansheng of Nanjing enter the officialdom. Even if I pacify the Jiannu bandits, I will not let them serve as local officials or enter the central government."
It is absolutely impossible, they can only work as errands in the Ministry of Internal Affairs or hold military positions at various levels in the army."
"This..." Chongzhen's statement was somewhat beyond Wang Jiayan's expectation.
The Ming Dynasty has been booming in recent years, but the civil servant group headed by Lu Zhenfei knows very well that the Ming Dynasty's ZTE has almost nothing to do with their civil servant group.
The resurgence of the Ming Dynasty was entirely created by Chongzhen and his diligent scholars.
Therefore, according to common sense, after pacifying the slaves and bandits, we should enter the stage of rewarding merits. Diligent scholars like Xu Yingwei and Yan Yingyuan will inevitably enter the center of power, and it is reasonable to serve as officials of the six departments or even cabinet assistants.
As it should be, the civil service group has actually been psychologically prepared for this.
There is an emperor and a minister, this is an irrefutable truth.
Although the Holy One is still the original Holy One, the Holy One is not the same Holy One. After all, he has achieved enlightenment in Meishan, so it is not surprising that the courtiers have been replaced on a large scale.
But now, the Holy Emperor told him that he did not intend to allow Qin Wangshizi and Guozisheng to enter the officialdom.
His eyes inadvertently turned to the direction of the Imperial College of Beijing inside the wall. Wang Jiayan suddenly had a clear understanding and said immediately: "Does the Holy Master want to re-establish the Imperial College of Beijing to train officials for the Ming Dynasty after the restoration of the capital?"
"Yes." Chongzhen said, "The Imperial College in Nanjing and the Imperial College in Beijing are one in the south and one in the north, one for military and one for civil service. The Imperial College in Nanjing cultivates professional military attachés, and the Imperial College in Beijing cultivates professional civilian officials! Professional military attaches are responsible for leading troops to fight and expand territory, while professional civilian officials are responsible for leading troops to fight.
To be responsible for the pastoral care and governance of the country, the future prime minister of the cabinet must also be a graduate of the Imperial Academy in Beijing."
"Professional military attache? Professional civil servant?" Wang Jiayan felt very strange.
But I feel that these two new words defined by Chongzhen are very accurate.
Now Wang Jiayan asked: "How to set up the disciplines of the Imperial College in Beijing?"
Chongzhen said thoughtfully: "Since it is an institution for cultivating professional civil servants, it naturally has to focus on it. The proportion of Chinese studies must be greatly improved. In fact, the subject setting of Nanjing Imperial College also needs reform. However, these are not urgent in advance. The top priority is still first
Determine the candidates for the wine ceremony at the Imperial College in Beijing."
Well, even before Beijing was restored, we were still considering candidates for offering wine to the Imperial Academy in Beijing.
If Dorgon could hear the conversation between Chongzhen and Wang Jiayan, he would definitely be furious.
However, Wang Jiayan had no doubt that the Ming army could regain Beijing, and immediately recommended a candidate: "Liu Lizhun was the number one scholar in the seventh year of Chongzhen. He wrote good articles and had unique insights into the classics. He has been studying in the Hanlin Academy for fifteen years.
No matter his qualifications, reputation or ability, he is qualified for the position of offering wine at the Imperial Academy in Beijing."
Liu Lishun was also one of the Nine Qings who followed Chongzhen to break out of Beijing.
Moreover, Liu Lishun followed the most typical route of Prime Minister. According to the unspoken rules of officialdom, Liu Lishun will definitely join the cabinet as the Prime Minister in the future, and it is most suitable to serve as the imperial minister.
But Chongzhen didn't think so. He didn't like the unspoken rules of the Ming Dynasty.
On the contrary, Chongzhen preferred the official rules of the Song Dynasty: the prime minister must start from the state department.
Therefore, officials like Liu Lishun are not suitable to serve as sacrificial wine ministers at the Imperial Academy in Beijing.
