After coming out of Fengtianmen, Zhu Zhanji turned to the Ministry of War. Hearing that the emperor's grandson was coming, Jin Zhong, the minister of the Ministry of War, had a headache. Normally, he should be fawning over the emperor's grandson, but the King of Han also ordered him to give him a favor.
Zhu Zhanji entrusted Tiaozi. Although he was a dignified minister of the second rank, he was sandwiched between two thousand-year-olds, and it was difficult for them to be married to each other.
Jin Zhong hurried out to greet him, being careful to flatter him. Seeing his nervous look, Zhu Zhanji curled his lips and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I'm not here to ask you for anything."
"What are you talking about, Your Highness..." Jin Zhong's face turned a little brighter and he said sarcastically: "Whatever your Highness has to say, I will naturally try my best to satisfy you."
"Okay, I'm going to make things difficult for you." Zhu Zhanji rolled his eyes at him and said, "I just want someone from you."
"who?"
"A scholar from Hangzhou Prefecture recruited him into my army." Zhu Zhanji said calmly.
"Well, since you are a student, the conscription must be approved by Zhejiang Tixue," Jin Zhong said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Your Highness will wait for a few days and wait for Wei Chen to write to Zhejiang Tixue to discuss the matter."
Seeing that he was trying to shirk again, Zhu Zhanji snorted displeasedly and said: "I just tried you, and you really can't stand the test. Are you afraid of my second uncle?"
"No, no..." Jin Zhong quickly argued.
"Okay, stop talking about it." Zhu Zhanji waved his hand, stood up and walked out: "This is what my emperor told me, you can do it yourself."
"Ah" Jin Zhong's expression suddenly changed, and he followed closely: "Your Highness, are you serious about this?"
Zhu Zhanji ignored him, got on his horse, and drove away.
"Alas..." Looking at his departing figure, Jin Zhong sighed in despair. Why does His Majesty the Great Grandson look like a grandfather and not like a father? He is as moody as the emperor at such a young age...
The fourth watch of the drum sounded the next day, and the sky was still full of stars. Hundreds of millions of people in the Ming Empire were still sleeping, but their emperor had already gotten up.
At the same time, lanterns and lanterns quickly illuminated the Qianqing Palace as bright as day. After taking a warm bath, Zhu Di wore a pair of purple and white slippers and sat on an Arhat chair with a bright yellow mattress.
Feng Yujingren used a white and soft cotton towel to comb his hair, while another palace servant carefully trimmed his beautiful mustache and long beard.
Zhu Di had long been accustomed to this kind of service. He closed his eyes and pondered unconsciously, what work he had to accomplish that day. For more than ten years since he became emperor, he had been pushing himself like this, never willing to waste an inch of time.
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After finishing the grooming, the palace people invited the emperor to have breakfast. Jinling's breakfast was famous all over the world, but Zhu Di didn't like it. He liked to eat breakfast from the north. For example, on the menu this morning, there were fried liver, tofu curd, fried dough sticks, sugar pancakes, and coke.
Of course, the names of more than a dozen kinds of Peking breakfasts, such as dough balls, bean juice, and dumplings, have been changed to elegant ones. For example, the tofu curd is called "White Jade Glycerin" and the dumplings are called "Jinyu Mantang." But Zhu Di would not change the names.
, call it whatever you want.
After a full meal, the palace servants served Zhu Di and put on the complicated dragon robe. The emperor boarded the Luan Yu, passed through the Qianqing Gate, the Jinshen Hall, and came to the Huagai Hall to rest for a while, waiting for the morning time to arrive. But during this time, Zhu Di also
Instead of waiting in vain, he took the time to review the memorial sent by the Secretary of General Affairs yesterday afternoon. In the Ming Dynasty, there was no prime minister to share the burden for the emperor, so Zhu Di could only take care of everything like his father, so he naturally had to seize all the time to review the memorial.
The emperor's strong energy immediately gave Zhu Di the ability to read all the memorials. This is simply incredible in the eyes of his descendants. But the reason why supermen are supermen is that they have abilities far beyond ordinary people...
Over the years, Zhu Di has developed the ability to quickly browse memorials, and can finish one in a blink of an eye. But because of this, Zhu Di particularly hates the ministers' nonsense. If he sees such a memorial, the person who writes the memorial will be in trouble.
Zhu Di quickly flipped through the books, and suddenly his eyes froze. He saw Hu Cong's memorial - even though he had known that Jianwen had escaped again, he still couldn't help but feel a little nervous. There was nothing he could do about it, that ghost of his
The good nephew who never left was really disturbing his nerves.
After reading Hu Wei's memorial, Zhu Di had a look of anger on his face, because he said another thing later, "I didn't expect that Zhejiang would be in such chaos..." After muttering to himself, he wrote the memorial
Put it in your sleeve and continue reading as if nothing happened.
Unknowingly, the Jingyang bell rang outside, and the ministers and officials arranged their shifts amidst the sound of the bell. Zhu Di also stopped reviewing, rearranged his clothes, and sat on the yellow Luan Yu. The twelve people were tall and strong.
The healthy eunuch slowly lifted Luan Yu and went south to Fengtian Hall. However, the morning court was not in Fengtian Hall, but in front of Fengtian Gate, the main entrance of the palace.
This is the so-called imperial gate to listen to the government. Zhu Di is as diligent as his father. As long as he is in the capital all year round, as long as it is not the Chinese New Year, he can rise to the throne regardless of the weather. At this time, the east is just white, and the center of Fengtian Gate has been set up.
Jintai Royal Palace. The Imperial Army Banner School, dressed in Feiyu and Qilin uniforms, had already lined up to protect the road with spears in hand. Two court elephants clad in red and green were also led out of the Meridian Gate by the eunuchs of the Imperial Horse Guards, standing on both sides of the doorway.
Stand still.
The officials of the fourth rank and above in the capital had already lined up outside the Fengtian Gate, with their faces solemn, their eyes fixed, and not even a cough could be heard. Until the officials of Honglu Temple on duty sang loudly
As soon as the imperial edict was announced, a file passed under the bridge made of elephant trunks from both ends, and stood in formation in front of Fengtian Gate.
At this time, the bells also stopped ringing, and everything inside and outside Fengtian Gate was quiet. Then two eunuchs in python robes walked to the platform, stretched out their stance, rounded their one-foot-long whips, and let out a blast like a firecracker.
'Pa, there was a whip sound.
This is called the sounding whip, which means that the emperor controls his ministers. After three whips, the Zhonghe Shao music sounded, and Zhu Di appeared on the imperial gate of Jintai, looking down at his ministers. The ministers kowtowed, and the mountains shouted long live.
After getting up as ordered by the eunuch, the emperor had already sat down in front of the throne.
"If you have something to do, please tell me early." The eunuch sang loudly, but there was no following part, "If there is nothing to do, I will retire from the court." This was because Zhu Di felt that his words showed laziness, so he stopped him.
The senior officials of the ministry would go to the east steps of the yamen one after another to report to the emperor. Basically, they would perform solos to the emperor and no one else would hear them. However, the content of the performance by the officials would be written in a newspaper by the General Secretary and distributed to each yamen.
If officials above the fourth rank want to express their opinions, they can write a memorial to the emperor. For officials below the fourth rank, they need to have the chief of their department write it on their behalf. There are rules for everything in the court. It is not like a meeting where everyone comes forward and speaks freely. That means there is something important going on in the court.
A scene that only occurs when there is a meeting.
It was also at this time that the memorials delivered by various yamen yesterday were retrieved or approved in person. Zhu Di had already read them once before. Naturally, they were processed quickly and accurately at this time. The ministers filing the memorials filed out, and in almost an hour, the morning court was over.
Already.
After three more cracks of the whip, the ministers shouted long live, Shao music sounded again, Zhu Di's Yuan Yu left Fengtianmen, and all the officials went back to their offices. The emperor took a short rest and summoned officials alone in the Wenhua Hall. Morning ceremony
Sexuality actually outweighed practicality. One person was doing the work while thousands of people were waiting. If everything was examined in detail, there would be endless questions until dark. In order not to waste time, those slightly complicated matters were postponed to the morning after the court, and the emperor alone
Summoning officials... When retreating from the court, the Internal Supervisory Committee will publish the list of officials summoned by the emperor, and these people will follow to the Wenhua Hall to listen to the announcement
Moreover, the contents of the Wenhua Palace memorial were generally not published in the palace newspaper, which allowed the emperor and ministers to speak freely. Therefore, the early court became more and more of a decoration, and this was where military and state affairs were truly decided.
After Zhu Di ate a bowl of bird's nest, he announced that the prince was going to the palace. The prince was physically unable to move, but he was still meticulous in the morning without any privileges. He persisted until now and was already very tired. Hearing that his father had summoned him, he hurriedly cheered up and went to the palace with two people.
He went in with help from others and kowtowed slowly to say hello.
"Get up." Whenever Zhu Di saw this fat pig-like son, he felt disgusted in his heart. How could the queen and I give birth to such a son? And he never concealed his displeasure, showing no emotion at all on his face.
It was completely opposite to the smile on his face when he saw Zhu Zhanji.
Of course, the prince has a seat. He is a prince, and his legs and feet are not good. It is a natural thing, but just for this right, the ministers and Zhu Di fought for several months, and even several officials were spanked.
The emperor reluctantly gave him a seat in front of the emperor.
Zhu Gaochi sat slowly on the short pier, not daring to look at his father's majestic and indifferent face. He only looked at his long beautiful beard and waited for the emperor to speak.
"Prince, did you see Hu Tong yesterday?" Zhu Di spoke.
"I've seen you before, father," he said, and the prince felt less depressed.
"What did I tell you?" Zhu Di asked coldly.
"Two things, one is the progress of that case," the prince replied honestly, "the other is the current situation in Hangzhou."
"What's the progress of the case?" The emperor refused to use another word and seemed aggressive: "What's the situation in Hangzhou?"
"It is said that the scope of the investigation has been narrowed down to a few people. However, these three people are of high authority and two of them are innocent. I need to ask my father for instructions on how to proceed with the investigation next." The prince had already prepared the draft.
"What innocence? No one is innocent!" Zhu Di snorted coldly: "Mobilizing soldiers and horses from the whole province, surrounding Pujiang County three levels inside and outside, and actually letting that person escape, even if there is no collaboration with the enemy, it is a natural disaster.
Big dereliction of duty”
"What your father said is true." The prince said softly: "However, the Ming religion in Zhejiang is very troubled. In my humble opinion, we should give priority to stability and wipe out the evil cult first before it is too late."
"Hmph..." Zhu Di snorted angrily and said, "To put it nicely, I think they are just busy fighting among themselves. How can they have time to pay attention to Mingjiao and mess up my Hangzhou?"
The prince was busy helping Taozi to stand up slowly. The emperor's words were unclear. He didn't know whether it was the Ming Dynasty that caused chaos in Hangzhou, internal fighting, or both. But in short, Zhu Di didn't want to see chaos in Hangzhou. This is clear.
Yes.
"Tell me, who ordered Hu Wei to write this memorial?" Zhu Di said, squinting his eyes and looking at the prince coldly.