Zhang Hui did not ask how to deal with the people arrested and returned from Dashengguan and Chenjiacun this time.
Since Longquan Si has to be dealt with severely, it is natural that the remaining people will not be able to get any good results.
Chen Sheng is dead.
That's what you deserve.
Do you think that with the same name, you can do the same thing? Little did you know, what was the final result of the person who shouted that loud slogan a thousand years ago?
Speaking of which, Zhang Hui felt that that person was a pitiful person, and death provided a powerful environment for those who truly harbored evil intentions.
Even Zhang Hui has always felt that the reason why the person from a thousand years ago is still so popular today is because those ambitious people at that time were behind the scenes.
There will not be another Chen Sheng in the current Ming Dynasty.
As for the accomplice Chen Sanhu, if the crime is to be executed by execution, the rest will be sent to the road of occupying the city and it will be settled.
The general has been fighting in the south for several years, and what he lacks the most is manpower.
By the time Zhu Yunxi returned to Taisun Mansion from Jinyiwei Yamen, the sky had gradually turned dark.
Because of the special taste of the emperor's grandson.
The prefect of Luzhou Prefecture was very sensible and sent a hundred old Luzhou hens before Taisun's wedding. Now they are all kept in captivity near the kitchen of Taisun's house.
When Zhu Yunxi picked up the chicken soup with a layer of golden butter flowing on the surface, and was about to warm his stomach with it, the fat Zhu Gaochi rushed into the small study room stained with charcoal stove with a cold air all over his body.
"Are you going to touch fo?"
"Have you reached an agreement with that monk Zhihui?"
"Do you know how involved this matter is?"
Zhu Gaochi was dressed roughly, with streaks of white smoke coming out of his mouth, and his face was even redder.
After hurriedly speaking, Xiaopang felt that his mouth was dry. He knocked his eyes on the chicken soup Zhu Yunxi held in his hand, and immediately reached out and snatched it away with lightning speed.
Gudong Gudong a few times.
Little Fatty poured a bowl full of chicken soup into his stomach.
After finishing, Zhu Gaochi stretched out his hand and wiped his grease-covered mouth, and looked at Zhu Yunxi: "Today, the imperial court was very vocal about this matter. If it hadn't been for the general envoy who came to conquer the imperial court and stopped the memorial, and then gave it to Wenyuan Pavilion.
Xie Jin, who was on an errand, let the news go, and now Grandpa knows about it."
Zhu Yunxi glanced at the empty soup bowl with regret, and expressed his contempt from the bottom of his heart for Xiaopang's wasteful way of drinking.
Then he bent sideways, lifted a food box from the ground beside him, and placed a large can filled with chicken soup in front of Zhu Gaochi.
"It's not enough and there's more here."
Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes, waved his hand and sat down on the chair behind him: "Aren't you afraid of overeating?"
Zhu Yunxi leaned back, stretched his hands behind his head and crossed them: "If they want to be disrespectful to the emperor, this is a death penalty! If they are just coming for the court and me, I will never make such a big move. After all, using
Well, these people from outside the country are beneficial to the imperial rule of my family."
Zhu Yunxi’s eyes twinkled.
There are never absolutes in this world.
Fangwai has its shortcomings, but it also plays an irreplaceable governing role for rulers.
….
Especially after thousands of years of continuous improvement and local adaptation, for the royal family, its beneficial effects on rule far outweighed its disadvantages.
Only when this drawback continues to expand and breed will it become something that may subvert or destabilize the rule.
Zhu Gaochi sighed softly and stared at Zhu Yunxi in front of him with tangled eyes.
He couldn't find any argument to refute. Everything was based on the Zhu family's rule over the world, which made him feel like his fist was hitting cotton.
If the Fo family can continue to educate the people to be good, then the court will continue to maintain a sit-down attitude towards it. But once greed outweighs education, it will be time to clean up.
What's more, this time the rumors that the saint was at fault started from the Great Victory Pass, and they went directly to Grandpa Huang.
This is something that is never allowed.
"But now that the heavy snow has just stopped, the imperial court's energy is focused on providing relief to local areas, and almost all the Beijing troops have left the capital. We also have to be prepared for possible local things, such as people selling their land, gentry annexing, grain dealers raising prices, and officials being corrupt.
.These things have left the court with no more energy to deal with the possible consequences of this matter."
Although he knew clearly in his heart that the truth of this matter was obvious and the truth was before his eyes, Zhu Gaochi still worriedly raised his concerns.
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Zhu Yunxi shook his head: "So I am not in a hurry to deal with this matter. Now I have not had in-depth discussions with Monk Zhihui. I just let Sun Cheng and Zhang Hui take care of the affairs at Dasheng Pass."
Zhu Gaochi immediately left the chair and put his hands on the table between the two of them: "What are your plans for this matter and what are the regulations? You have to tell me thoroughly. When the new year starts, you will let me know.
The tax bureau has advanced, and if you don’t tell the truth now, I won’t have the confidence then.”
Zhu Yunxi withdrew his hands from behind his back, signaling the fat boy to calm down.
Then he took two books from the side and stacked them together. Finally, he placed the empty bowl on top of the two books, and finally lifted the jar to fill it with chicken soup.
"Fo, dao, both doors need to be moved."
"Today, Monk Zhihui said something that I like very much." Zhu Yunxi's eyes were dark. When the chicken soup was about to fill the soup bowl, he stopped pouring it, put down the jar and looked at Xiaopang silently.
Zhu Gaochi frowned and said, "You want to attack both families at the same time? What did Monk Zhihui say today?"
"He said: I only hope that Qingshan Monk Yu will be safe and peaceful, and my disciples will meditate with devotion."
With a smile on his face, Zhu Yunxi pushed the soup bowl in front of the little fat man: "I agree, but it's not just the fo sect, it's the dao sect. Since they are already outsiders and don't care about production, it will be a disaster.
Please stay in siaodaoguan and pray for eternal peace for the Ming Dynasty."
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For no reason, Zhu Gaochi once again felt as if his entire mouth and throat were on fire.
He picked up the soup bowl, opened his mouth and wrapped it around the edge of the bowl, gulped it down a few times, and then drank the whole bowl of chicken soup into his stomach again.
After drinking the chicken soup, Zhu Gaochi fell heavily back on the chair.
After a while, Zhu Gaochi stared at Zhu Yunxi solemnly and spoke in a heavy voice.
….
"No one can do this!"
No one can take advantage of all the benefits of eating alone.
But now, Zhu Yunxi just wants to live alone without giving any benefits to the fodao family.
Zhu Yunxi snorted coldly: "Acting as pilgrims, donating land, selling yourself as a tenant farmer, and not paying taxes. Don't you see all these things in the tax office for so many days?"
Before Zhu Gaochi could speak, Zhu Yunxi waved his hand coldly.
"Have you never seen the golden body in the Mahavira Palace?"
"Have you never heard of the bronze statue in the Eighteen Luohan Palace?"
"In response to the reorganization of grain and tax collectors in Tianfu, how many fields in the territory under the name of Xiao are not under your control? Are you unable to collect taxes?"
"We, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, have a population of millions. How many people are attached to the name of siaodaoguan?"
Questions hit Zhu Gaochi on the head one after another, making his whole body numb.
Zhu Gaochi's throat kept quivering as he swallowed, and finally he spoke with difficulty: "It can't be a one-size-fits-all approach. There are still many people studying the two disciplines devoutly and not caring about worldly affairs."
"Since they don't care about worldly affairs and study devoutly, what should the court do and what should I do? How can I conflict with them?" Zhu Yunxi asked indifferently.
This time, Zhu Gaochi was finally speechless.
Probably a little angry
Zhu Gaochi picked up the jar and poured himself a bowl of chicken soup, and poured a full bowl of chicken soup into his stomach for the third time.
"Let's go! You just want me to die of exhaustion in Yingtian City!"
Zhu Gaochi waved his sleeves and stood up with some indignation.
But before he could take a step, Zhu Yunxi said: "Don't leave in a hurry."
Zhu Gaochi turned around and frowned: "I know your bottom line, what else do you have to explain?"
Zhu Yunxi suddenly smiled mysteriously, stood up and walked to Xiaopang, stretched out his hand to block Xiaopang's shoulders, and said to his ear: "Don't leave tonight, stay at Taisun's Mansion."
Zhu Gaochi tensed up and quickly pushed Zhu Yunxi away, staring at him with horror on his face.
Zhu Yunxi glared: "Uncle Twenty-Third is going to stay overnight at Taisun Mansion today. You go and accompany him."
Zhu Gaochi didn't know why, but he breathed out quietly, and then said seriously: "Uncle Twenty-Third is just staying at Taisun's Mansion, why do you want me to accompany him?"
"Because I want to spread the branches and leaves of our family." Zhu Yunxi curled his lips and said quietly.
Zhu Gaochi immediately became anxious and waved his robe: "Why!"
Zhu Yunxi immediately went over and hugged the little fat man: "Help me, otherwise that little brat of the twenty-third uncle will have to pester the grandson and the concubine again."
When Zhu Gaochi heard this, his eyes widened even more, and he opened his mouth and gasped.
Finally, they pushed Zhu Yunxi away hard and walked behind the study door.
"Shameless!"
"Extremely shameless!"
Then, he pushed the door open and walked out.
Zhu Yunxi from behind quickly stretched his head to look outside the house and shouted: "Remember to take it away to Uncle Twenty-Third first."
……
Speechless all night.
The next morning, Zhu Yunxi walked out of Taisun's Mansion while holding on to the wall, and got on the carriage to the palace.
When he entered the Qianqing Palace, he happened to catch up with the old man having a meal.
Zhu Yuanzhang has recently ignored government affairs and handed over the affairs of the government to the prince and Zhu Yunxi. The cold and cold symptoms he suffered from earlier have disappeared, and because he just got up, his face is red and radiant.
….
Watching the eldest grandson walking into Qianqing Palace with a tired look on his waist.
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his brows and quickly put down the bowl in his hand: "Young man, the most important thing is moderation."
Zhu Yunxi bowed and rolled his eyes.
Then he glared at Sun Gou'er, who was about to step forward to help him. He endured the pain and slowly sat down in front of the old man. He quickly picked up the bowl on the table and fed a few mouthfuls to his empty and hungry belly.
Got rice oil white porridge.
After that, he breathed hotly and said, "My grandson is obeying the decree and contributing to our clan's grand plan."
Picking up the bowl again, Zhu Yuanzhang quickly put the last few grains of rice into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it. He raised his head and glanced at Zhu Yunxi: "Does grandpa still have to give you a commendation? After all, after getting married,
, so he became more and more generous and shameless!"
Zhu Yunxiu shrank his head, quickly swallowed the rice porridge in the bowl, wiped off the rice oil on his lips, stretched his hands back to support himself, and silently glanced at the old man: "My grandson doesn't dare, it's just you, grandpa."
Don't rush your grandson next time. This matter is really beyond his control. Grandpa, you don't want your grandson to be stuck here."
Zhu Yuanzhang immediately held the tachyon in his hand and raised it high, about to knock it down, but after thinking about it, he slapped the tachyon on the table.
Then I wiped my lips carefully, stretched my arms and stood up.
After walking back and forth on the spot twice, Zhu Yuanzhang put his hands on his hips and looked at Zhu Yunxi, who was still supported on the ground.
"The bastard has no profit and cannot afford to leave early."
"Tell me, what happened when you came to the palace so early to have a meal with us?"
Zhu Yunxi immediately sat upright and smiled: "Actually, there is nothing wrong. My grandson is just thinking that it has been twenty-seven years since grandpa ascended the throne, and it will be twenty-eighth next year. It has been more than ten years since grandma passed away. Should I wait until next spring?
Later, hold a FO gate land and water competition in the capital?"
Zhu Yuanzhang stood still on his feet and looked blankly at the eldest grandson in front of him: "Oh? Why can't it be the family's fasting ceremony?"
Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and saw the old man staring at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
He couldn't help but shrink his head. In front of the old man, he always seemed to feel like he was being seen through.
Zhu Yuanzhang hummed, stretched out his hand and tapped Zhu Yunxi a few times: "You are somewhat filial. Since you want to do something for your grandma, let's do it together with the Fodao family."
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The old man must already know what happened in the past two days!
At this moment, Zhu Yunxi was extremely convinced of the idea he had at this time, and then he stood up, lowered his head and handed over his hands: "The two candidates to preside over the ***..."
Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled and glanced sideways: "Since you have to fulfill your filial piety, I will leave this matter to you after next spring. Don't let this wonderful selection, which was originally an act of filial piety, become something other than an act of filial piety."
Taste."
The old man just knows what’s going on!
Zhu Yunxi was completely convinced that the old man had a God's perspective in this city of Yingtian.
Zhu Yunxi bent his waist deeper and said in a deep voice: "My grandson accepts the order!"
"Go on, don't come to our place to eat in the future. How old are you? I don't have a grandson's house to eat!"
….
Zhu Yuanzhang gave a low drink and drove his eldest grandson away.
It was only when Zhu Yunxi's figure disappeared in Qianqing Palace that Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes darkened.
"Sure enough, getting married is a good thing."
"Now I know how to do things by stealth and stealth."
After muttering something, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyebrows: "Sun Gou'er."
The emperor gave a soft cry, and Sun Gou'er, the palace manager, quietly came to the emperor's eyes.
Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and said coldly: "Tell Zhai Shan and Ren Hengtai that if the Senglu Division and the Daolu Division cannot be managed well, I will personally take care of them."
Sun Gouer raised his head, then quickly lowered his head.
His Majesty is alone in the palace, but he does not use the usual self-identification. The signal revealed is very obvious.
He hurriedly agreed, and Sun Gouer left the Qianqing Palace in person to deliver this oral order to the ears of the Minister of Personnel and the Minister of Rites.
……
"Your Highness, where are you going today?"
All the way out of Xi'an Gate, Tian Mai came behind Zhu Yunxi and asked in a low voice.
Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly: "Go back to the mansion, there are guests coming to Taisun's mansion today."
"Guest?"
Tian Mai was a little confused. It was probably rare for someone to be called a guest by His Highness.
Instead, Zhu Yunxi asked: "Has everything been done to let people go down?"
Tian Mai immediately whispered: "Reporting to Your Highness, everything has been done. Prefectures and counties on both sides of the Yangtze River have sent people to keep an eye on it secretly. Once any illegal activities are discovered, they will be handed over to the Jin Yiwei for accountability."
Zhu Yunxi nodded and said, "North of the Huaihe River, has there been no news of snowfall this winter?"
Tian Mai replied: "The latest news is that as soon as winter enters Yanshan Mountain, it will snow according to the solar terms of previous years. There is nothing wrong with winter on both sides of the Yellow River, but snowfall is rare. The few snowfalls are not too big and disappear the next day. But everyone said it was colder this year than in previous years."
"Sure enough..." Zhu Yunxi muttered faintly, and the abnormal weather in Xiaoglacier began to appear step by step.
Tian Mai also pretended to be doubtful, but he was just wondering if God had sent all the snow from the north to the south this year in the wrong place.
Wait for the group to return to Taisun Mansion.
Zhu Yunxi emptied the greenhouse.
The main purpose was to get the 23rd uncle Zhu Kuang back to the palace who was still trying to pester Tang Queqing with the intention of continuing to stay at Taisun Mansion.
Everyone in the house knew that the grandson would be waiting for guests to come to the house today, so they all left the greenhouse.
With everyone gone, Zhu Yunxi rarely had any free time.
There are still charcoal-roasted red dates, peanuts and other snacks on the small stove while eight-treasure tea is being cooked.
Then, Zhu Yunxi held a book in his hand, leaning aside and reading quietly.
Neither eager nor impatient.
I just listened to the sound of fire boiling in my ears, flipped through the book in my hand, and relaxed my eyes by the snowy scene outside the greenhouse.
Wait until the entire greenhouse is filled with the aroma of eight-treasure tea.
Yutian, the eunuch in charge of Taisun Mansion, finally opened the door of the greenhouse.
"Your Highness, Master Zhihui is here."
Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, and the person who was supposed to come finally came. He put down the book in his hand, turned around and sat up straight, glanced at the monk Zhihui standing at the door, and then mentioned the eight-treasure tea that had been brewed.
"I have been waiting for Master Zhihui for a long time. This tea is already very delicious. After all, it is the master's insight. I came at the right time."
Monk Zhihui, who was standing outside the door, smiled slightly, took off his shoes and entered.
He made a bow and then knelt down in front of the tea table.
"Your Highness***, actually His Highness asked the young monk to come here, so the young monk came."
Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows and brought the poured eight-treasure tea to Monk Zhihui: "Master, I am a worldly person, so I like to speak directly. We all understand what you want and what I want. Now
, we should talk about what we should do in the future."
Monk Zhihui looked at the ripples of eight-treasure tea in the cup in front of him and said softly: "All laws follow the king's law."