Yang Rong was writing the decree with concentration and concentration. When he heard Zhu Gaojie's words, he was suddenly shocked.
If this statement is followed, wouldn't it mean that there will be a bloody storm in the Northland next?
According to his understanding of the assassination case, although Wang Zhi, the former Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, died unjustly, there were faint shadows of major aristocratic families in the North behind him. Zhu Gaojiu had only arrested court officials before.
, and did not attack these big families.
But now it seems...
After a brief thought, he stopped writing and asked:
"Your Majesty, are you going to deal with those who are causing trouble secretly?"
"These big families are intertwined and have mixed forces. With your decree, I'm afraid everyone will be in danger..."
Yang Rong had a subtext that he didn't say. Your Majesty, if you do this, you are obviously going to be cruel to these aristocratic families, but these northern families are not rootless. Even in the Meng and Yuan dynasties, they were northern families.
There are numerous wealthy Han families here. Their relationships are complex and their methods are ruthless. Some of them even have their own forts and private soldiers. If there is a riot between the generals...
Zhu Gaojie squinted his eyes, raised his fingers, and tapped the table gently. He certainly knew what the chief minister of the cabinet meant.
"The more this happens, the more quickly we must cut through the mess!"
"If I spare these people behind the scenes lightly, they will despise me. In the future, the implementation of various government decrees will be even more difficult and difficult to implement."
"Yang Qing, you also know that the focus of the country will turn to internal politics in the future. Clearing the land and clarifying the population are the top priorities."
"These wealthy families in the north have hidden so much land and population, and have underpaid so much grain and taxes. How can I tolerate them?"
"The assassination case should not be treated lightly, not to mention that this matter is also related to the implementation of the following government decrees, so it is even more important to go all out and eliminate them directly!"
He pondered for a moment and then said:
"The big families in the north all fought back from the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, and most of them were fierce. They just took advantage of the opportunity of the three major battalions to return to suppress the lawlessness in Jing. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone."
"It will be much easier to clean up those weaklings in the south after peace is achieved in the north."
Speaking of this, Yang Rong couldn't help but laugh:
"Your Majesty, Mr. Lu mentioned it several times in the memorial, complaining that those people in the south are slippery and difficult to deal with..."
Zhu Gaojie also smiled after hearing this. His loyal tax inspector was not living a very good life in the south.
Although before he came back, he killed the South and shed blood, which frightened some people, but treating the symptoms did not cure the root cause. As time passed, many people started to take action.
However, the aristocratic families in the south are not as tough as those in the north. They even dare to plot the assassination of the prince. Now they only dare to secretly trick Lu Chaoyang and the court officials sent there, and do not dare to use any force or force.
It's an open resistance.
In Lu Chaoyang's words, it was as if he had fallen into a stinking mud pit. He couldn't even use his strength to hit anyone. He was entangled in circles and circles of spider webs, making it difficult to show off his skills.
"The South is a good place..."
"If Huguang is well-established, the world will be at peace. If Nanjing is settled, the world will be at peace."
Zhu Gaojie thought about the views of later generations on Zhu Di's move to the capital, and couldn't help but sigh:
"It is said that the emperor died in the country and the king guarded the country. But it is a pity that Mobei and Liaodong have been pacified now. It is a waste of the geographical location of the capital..."
Yang Rong was shocked. What did your Majesty mean?
We have made the capital the capital for many years, so why do we suddenly say "waste" and "pity"?
Your Majesty, it is normal for you to ascend the throne and change your country, but you must not think of moving the capital again!
Otherwise, this Ming Dynasty really can’t bear the trouble...
He glanced at Zhu Gaojie secretly, and was thinking about how to speak out to persuade him, but Zhu Gaojie noticed it, and immediately knew what he wanted to say, and couldn't help laughing:
"Don't worry, Yang Qing, I just said that casually, I don't mean anything else."
"Now that our Ming Dynasty is waiting for prosperity, there is no need to think about moving the capital. The most important thing is to seize the time to manage people's livelihood."
Only then did Yang Rong feel relieved and continued to draw up his orders.
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"Brother Mian, let me ask you, what is the purpose of His Majesty's decree?"
Although Xia Yuanji was just the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs and had not entered the cabinet, he was also the dean of the Academy of Arts and was responsible for teaching. He was an out-and-out direct confidant of Zhu Gaojie. Therefore, he got the news from the cabinet early in the morning and thought about it carefully.
, or ran to Yang Rong's house.
Although there are many taboos about private interactions between important ministers in the imperial court, Zhu Gaojie never cared about this. Instead, he was happy to see these things come to fruition. He was not one of those scheming emperors who only knew how to play with power and divide his ministers. How the ministers interacted with him was up to them.
personal affairs, as long as they are not conspiring to assassinate like Wang Zhi and others...
Therefore, Xia Yuanji and Yang Rong had a very good relationship in private. At this time, Xia Yuanji sat unceremoniously in the small hall, enjoying the southern tribute tea given to Yang Rong by Zhu Gaojie, and asked about his previous orders.
Yang Rong looked at Xia Yuanji happily drinking the tea he had collected, and said with some distress:
"You old man, you come here empty-handed every time. You just collected all the good tea that His Majesty gave me!"
"I'm almost out of water myself!"
Xia Yuanji didn't care either. He had a cheerful personality and laughed loudly and said:
"Don't be so petty. The Communist Party of the South only has this tribute tea. Su Wu has already asked me to drink all the tea, so I can't just come to you here."
"Tell me, your Majesty has asked the Academy of Arts to recruit more students this time. What does this mean?"
"The liberal arts college itself doesn't have that many teachers, so I feel like it's a little too hasty, but I feel a little uneasy..."
When Yang Rong saw that Xia Yuanji kept asking about this matter, he couldn't help but become serious, stroked his beard gently, and said in a deep voice:
"Brother Wei Zhe, in my opinion, your Majesty's move is a strategy to rectify the source!"
Xia Yuanji was stunned for a moment. He tasted the taste and was speechless for a moment.
Seeing this situation, Yang Rong continued:
"You and I both know that Your Majesty has always looked down upon Confucianism, and is even more dissatisfied with its position as a prominent school in the world. Now that Your Majesty has ascended the throne, he will probably completely suppress Confucianism, abolish its status as a prominent school, and support science instead.
"
"This is the original! Straighten the foundation of Chinese studies!"
"Then comes Qingyuan."
"The Kong family is the head of the Wen Sect in the world and has always been respected by scholars. Now that your majesty has caught the sore leg, he will definitely pursue and beat him up, and it is not known that he will even directly drive the Kong family into dust..."