Chapter 700 Difficult to break (two in one five thousand words chapter)
Yunxi talked to them some more, and it was noon. He sent someone to ask, and learned that Xiyao was still busy and couldn't take care of eating. He said to Huang Fu: "Go and talk to the queen about the affairs in the palace." No matter how busy you are, you have to eat first before talking."
However, he also decided not to go back to Kunning Palace for dinner, and asked the imperial kitchen to prepare the meal and send it to Qianqing Palace. He ate and chatted with Zhu Bai and Yunzhen, and had a "simple" meal.
After the meal, Yunxi sent someone to send Yunxi and Zhu Bai out of the palace. He wanted to take a nap, but since he had slept so much in the morning, he was not sleepy now. Secondly, Xiyao was so busy that he was too embarrassed to take a rest, so he thought about it. I want to go to the front hall to comment on the memorial.
The fourth auxiliary officer and the minister who were voting for the memorial were a little surprised that Yunxi came at this time: usually Yunxi was taking a nap at this time. Some people rolled their eyes, but they still lowered their heads to vote for the memorial.
Yunxi sat down to review the memorial. After reviewing several copies, he suddenly saw a memorial that read: "The Annan Army team south of Nanguan near the town has some actions..." When he said to himself: "Could it be that The Annan people want to send troops to attack the Ming Dynasty? No, the Ming Dynasty is not the Song Dynasty. In history, even when the Ming Dynasty was about to fall, there is no record of the Annan army sending troops to attack the Ming Dynasty."
"Of course, it may be that the Annan people sent troops to capture a few counties at that time. It doesn't matter. There is no record in the history books, but at least until the Ming Dynasty was captured by Beiping City, the Annan people did not take any action. Could it be their own butterfly effect, and they have been unwilling to accept it. The tribute from the Annamites forced them to take desperate measures? The logic does not make sense."
Yunxi, who was puzzled at all, replied in the memorial: "I led the Guangxi Jinyi Guards to find out why the Annan soldiers were moving, and ordered the Jingjiang Prince's Palace and the Guangxi Capital Command to prepare for the Annan people's provocation."
Yunxi finished writing these words, threw the memorial aside, and continued to criticize another memorial.
As the year approaches, there are already fewer and fewer memorials. However, in the past two days, he has spent a lot of time meeting various people and has not had much time to criticize memorials. This is why he still has many memorials that need to be criticized; However, there are not many memorials that the fourth auxiliary officer and the minister need to vote for.
So soon, the time was right, and all the memorials were drafted.
The four auxiliary officers, who had no memorial in their hands, looked at each other in confusion. It would be useless for them to continue staying here, but His Majesty the Emperor was still sitting in his seat and seriously criticizing the memorial. It seemed not a good idea to leave now.
Just when they didn't know what to do, Yunxi looked up and saw them with empty hands. Then he suddenly realized and said with a smile: "My dear friends, you can go on duty. You don't have to stay here any longer."
"Today is the twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month. There are only those on duty in various government offices in the capital. Just because there were still some memorials sent to the capital yesterday, you have to come to the palace; now that the memorials have been drafted, , there is no need for you to continue to stay in the palace, you can retreat."
As he spoke, Yunxi also put down his pen and stood up, walked to them and continued: "In the next few days until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, I will not ask you to enter the palace if it is not necessary. Have a good rest at home. All the year round you will only have It’s a few days off.”
"I don't want to bore you during the Chinese New Year, so I'm going to send my New Year greetings to my dear friends in advance." After saying that, Yunxi bowed slightly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The fourth assistant officer said hurriedly, and several young people from Zhongshushe stepped forward to support Yunxi.
Yunxi said a few more words to them and asked them to go down. Among the four auxiliary officials, Xie Jin was the last one to step down. Yunxi said to him: "I am busy but I can't miss the New Year. You tell the History Museum to compile the "Da Ming Dadian"
》People will also start to rest from tomorrow until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.”
"And all those who compile the canon, whether they are editors, copyists or others, will receive an additional three months' salary as a new year's salary."
"Your Majesty is so benevolent. The people in the history museum must be very grateful for your kindness." Xie Jin said.
Yunxi smiled, said no more, and asked him to leave. Except for Jin Shanliu, who was on duty today, everyone else left the palace.
Yunxi returned to his seat and continued to answer the memorials. By the middle of the hour, he had finally finished answering all the memorials.
"It's not easy to finally finish the review. I can finally have a good rest from tomorrow." Yunxi said to himself. Not only the memorial, but also the matters that need to be discussed by the prince and ministers are gone. He can stay leisurely until
The last day of the twelfth lunar month.
Yunxi stood up and washed his hands, thought for a while, and told Huang Fu: "Go and tell the imperial kitchen to send my imperial meal to Yanxi Palace. Also, Wang Xi hasn't finished the New Year's Eve party yet?"
"Your Majesty, Eunuch Wang just sent someone over to say that the matter has almost been completed, but there are still some details that have not been completed." Huang Fu first agreed with a "yes", and then explained for Wang Xi.
"When Wang Xi is finished, ask him to meet me at Yanxi Palace." Yunxi said.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Huang Fu agreed.
Yunxi immediately stood up and left Qianqing Palace.
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Yunxi has put down his work for the time being and will not deal with political affairs before the first day of the first lunar month. However, an official who was supposed to rest at home today is still staying in his own public room in the yamen. And although it is the end of the twelfth lunar month, it is the worst time of the year.
Even when it was cold, he still had sweat on his forehead.
Mei Yin held two memorials in his hand, one was written by Zhu Quan, describing the battle of the Selenge River, and the other was also written by Zhu Quan, and roughly what he suggested for each soldier who made meritorious service.
reward.
Mei Yin jumped back and forth between the two names on the latter memorial, and at the same time muttered to herself: "What should we do? Who should I choose between this person named Peng Qingzong and Zhang Yumu, Zhang Yi's son?"
What Mei Yin is struggling with is how to determine the credit of these two people in the Battle of Selenge River.
After Zhu Quan led his troops to encounter the troops of Kun Timur and Arutai by chance, and saw them scattered and fleeing, he immediately ordered his troops to attack the Mongolian army in units of a thousand households.
This man named Peng Qingzong belonged to a thousand households. He was very brave and defeated the main armored soldiers of the Mongolian army in one fell swoop. He made the greatest contribution among the thousands of households. Zhu Quan also listed him as the first contributor. Although Zhang Yumu, the son of Zhang Yi, the Marquis of Heqing, also made great achievements.
He made some contributions, but they are far less than Peng Qingzong.
If that was all, even if Zhang Yumu's character was not that good and he wanted to attack, Zhu Quan would not agree.
But during the battle, Zhang Yumu was injured and his right arm was chopped by a Mongolian knife. Although he was finally rescued, he lost his right hand.
Zhang Yumu is still young. After losing his right hand, it is impossible for him to be a commander-in-chief of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops like a general. At most, he will be an idler in the Guards or the Commander-in-Chief Department or the Governor-General of the Five Armies. Of course he will be awarded
A staff officer, but for ordinary people, a staff officer is a gilded position, but for him, who lost his right hand, it is a job of making a living. Zhang Yumu is not the eldest son, and it is impossible for him to inherit the title of Marquis Zhang Yi of Heqing in the future.
Therefore, in order for his son to live a better life in the second half of his life, Zhang Yi could only save his face and ask Mei Yin to assign more credit to his son so that his son could receive a higher reward.
Mei Yin was in a dilemma, not only because of his own beliefs that made him unwilling to assign credit that did not belong to Zhang Yumu to him, but also because it was not easy to assign credit to Zhang Yumu for Peng Qingzong's achievements. Peng Qingzong was now in the capital, and there were many in the sex industry.
The people who performed meritorious services in the Battle of Lengge River are all in the capital. Even if Zhu Quan can appease them and keep them from causing trouble, their drinking and talking nonsense in the taverns of the capital will let Jinyiwei and Zhensi know, and then Yunxi will know.
After a while, Zhao Wei, a doctor in the martial arts department who had to accompany Mei Yin to work overtime because he was working overtime, pointed to the completely dark sky and said: "Shang Shu, it's already dark now, and it won't be long before the curfew."
It's time, Shangshu had better make a decision early."
When Mei Yin heard Zhao Fan's words, she subconsciously looked up and looked outside the glass window and said, "It's so late, it's really time to make a decision."
He took out a blank document and wrote these words on it: "Zhang Yumu, a thousand-household guard in Huizhou..., shall be the first meritorious service. Due to his disability, the reward will be increased by one level, and he will be granted the title of hereditary commander. Xu
Let's go back to Beijing.'
After writing these words, Mei Yin felt a little guilty and said to Zhao Wan: "Put this decree away for the time being and wait until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to issue it again; I will personally go talk to His Highness Prince Ning and ask him to appease his men.
The generals will not cause trouble."
"Yes, Minister." Zhao Fan agreed and then asked, "Do you have anything else to do, sir?"
"No, you go down, store this order and then go home. Then just come to the Ministry of War on time according to the scheduled shift." Mei Yin said.
Zhao Wan bowed, said goodbye to Mei Yin, and left the room.
Mei Yin stood up and murmured to himself: "I hope this man named Peng Qingzong can make meritorious deeds again in the future."
He muttered a few more words, walked out of his office, and got up to go home.
When he walked to his carriage, he suddenly said to the servant next to him: "You should go to Prince Ning's Mansion before the curfew and tell His Highness Prince Ning that I am going to see him tomorrow. If he has time in the morning, I will
I'll meet you in the morning; if he doesn't have time in the morning, I'll meet him in the afternoon; if he doesn't have time in the afternoon, I'll rush to Prince Ning's Mansion before the curfew to see if he has time in the evening."
In the middle of Mei Yin's words, this servant was already very surprised. What happened to his master that made him have to see His Highness Prince Ning tomorrow?
But of course he wouldn't ask, and agreed, "Yes." Then he mounted his horse and galloped away.
Mei Yin got on the carriage and drove back. Soon he returned to his own, no, his wife's mansion, Princess Ningguo's mansion.
As soon as she arrived at the door, Mei Yin raised her eyebrows and asked the concierge, "Is there a guest at home?"
"Sir, the eldest princess of Lin'an has come to pay homage to the madam. And there was news from the inner courtyard just now that the eldest princess of Lin'an will not be leaving today and asked us to take good care of the horses pulling the carriage," the porter said.
Mei Yin didn't say any more, got off the carriage and walked into his mansion.
Of course, Mei Yin first went to see Princess Lin'an, and then returned to her courtyard to have dinner with her sons. After dinner, she took out a book and started reading.
I don’t know what time it was, but Princess Ningguo returned to the courtyard and said, “I’m so exhausted that I finally let my eldest sister rest.”
"What are you doing here today?" Mei Yin asked. In private, he kept the same title for the royal family as Princess Ningguo, except for calling the emperor.
"It's nothing, I'm just here to make friends." Princess Ningguo said: "I suggested that Yunxi let the eldest sister come back, and the eldest sister was very grateful to me; and the princess in Beijing lives outside the palace, so I seem to be the same as your majesty.
We are relatively close. After all, you are now the Minister of War, and I serve as the director of the women's school and attend classes in person. So she often comes to talk to me."
"I drank some wine when I had dinner with my eldest sister just now. She was a little drunk, so I kept her at home for the night."
"Speaking of which, why did you go to the Ministry of War today? Today is the first day of the New Year holiday. Even if you didn't finish some things yesterday, you wouldn't have stayed at the Ministry of War until now."
When Mei Yin heard the last words of Princess Ningguo, he smiled bitterly and said: "There is one fact that is really difficult to decide." He told the story about Zhang Yumu, the son of Zhang Yi, the Marquis of Heqing.
"This is indeed difficult to handle. Zhang Yi followed his father into the army and made great achievements in battle, and he has an old friendship with our family. It's okay to postpone ordinary things, but this kind of thing is not easy to handle." Princess Ning Guo said.
Mei Yin, Princess Ning and his wife are actually very law-abiding people. If Zhang Yumu's hands were intact, he would never bend the law for personal gain; but now they are in a difficult situation.
"That's all. Now that you've made your decision, don't think about it any more. Let's talk to the seventeenth brother tomorrow and let him understand and restrain his generals not to cause trouble." Princess Ning Guo finally said.
Mei Yin nodded, this was the same as his plan.
But it was still difficult for him to get this matter out of his mind, and he sighed: "It would be great if the Seventeenth Brother was sealed, and I wouldn't have to worry about this matter."
"That's for sure. If the Seventeenth Brother is sealed, the transfer of officials other than the Prime Minister's Office can be decided on his own. There is no need for the Ministry of War in the capital to make decisions. You may not know the memorial without reading the official newspaper." Princess Ningguo said.
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Zhu Quan heard what the servants of Princess Ningguo said, frowned and said: "I know, please step back."
After he left, Zhu Quan stood in the living room and said to himself in a very puzzled tone: "What on earth is going on that makes the second brother-in-law so anxious to see me?"
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Peng Qingzong and other generals who came from Daning walked out of Prince Ning's Mansion and walked towards the place where they were temporarily staying in the capital. Although they had just eaten the most delicious meal they had ever eaten in their lives, there was no human face.
They show excitement. If you look closely at their cheeks, you can see that some people also have anger or injustice on their faces.
Winter is the season when northwest winds rage. Although the place where they live is not far from Prince Ning's Mansion, it is just southeast of Prince Ning's Mansion. They are riding weakly on their horses, and the horses under them seem to have been infected by them, and they are also
He walked feebly, as if he was being blown forward by the north wind.
After a while, they returned to the place where they were temporarily staying, dismounted, handed the horses to their followers, and walked into the yard.
The servants who served them were shocked. When they left here two hours ago, they were still very energetic. They chatted enthusiastically about the prosperity of the capital, guessing what His Highness Prince Ning was going to do when he summoned them, and how they were going to get out of Prince Ning's Mansion.
Come back so angry?
It couldn't be that the Mongols suddenly occupied Daning. Whose relative died suddenly? That's not right. That should also be sadness, not the current expression.
One person ordered: "Go and buy some wine and food. If you have mutton, bring three kilograms of mutton. If there is no mutton, bring three kilograms of pig head meat. Then buy some of the strongest soju."
"Yes, gentlemen." The servant agreed and walked out of the yard. After a while, he came back with wine and meat, put the wine and meat on the table, bowed and left.
After he retreated, someone took a closer look outside and closed the doors and windows tightly.
Someone suddenly broke out: "What the hell, a high-ranking official in the capital actually took the credit for Brother Peng! This Zhang Yumu, I didn't know he was such a person before. Damn it, he actually wants other people's credit. I even drank with him."
Wine. If I see him again, I will spit it in his face!"
"You will never see him again. He has lost his right hand and can't fight. He will probably stay in the capital to make a living." Another person said.
"This matter cannot be entirely attributed to Zhang Yumu. When we were in Daning, didn't His Highness say that the merits will be assessed impartially? Zhang Yumu himself didn't say anything. His father must have insisted that his merits be greater and that he be granted the title of hereditary commander.
So." Someone else said.
"In my opinion, this matter depends on His Highness! If Your Highness doesn't agree, who can force His Highness to agree? Unless it is the Emperor. But if the Emperor wants to bestow a title on a person and appropriates the credit of others, can't he just issue an edict directly? And
I heard that the current emperor is a wise king, and it is impossible for him to do such a thing. It depends on His Highness." The previous speaker said again.
"Your Highness probably has no choice. I heard that Zhang Yumu is the son of the Marquis of Heqing? His Highness the Marquis in the capital would not dare to offend."
"Why don't you dare to offend the Marquis, Your Highness?..."
Everyone talked for a long time, arguing endlessly about who should be responsible. Suddenly someone realized that the person involved in the matter, Peng Qingzong, had not spoken, and hurriedly asked: "Peng Qingzong, what do you think? Who do you hate the most?"
After hearing this man's words, everyone quickly turned their heads and looked at Peng Qingzong.
Peng Qingzong raised his head and looked at them and said: "I don't hate anyone, I just hate that my own credit is too small, my position is too low, and I am not qualified to meet His Majesty. If I can meet Your Majesty, who would dare to take my credit?"
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"Actually, if you are not convinced now, you can write to His Majesty." Someone said.
Peng Qingzong shook his head and said: "Isn't this embarrassing to His Highness Prince Ning? You can't do this."
"and you?"
"Didn't His Highness Prince Ning say he would compensate me? I accepted His Highness Prince Ning's compensation and continued to work."
"Is this going to be tolerated like this?"
"What can I do if I can't bear it? This is all I can do now." But Peng Qingzong's expression suddenly became firm and he said: "But in the future, I will definitely make achievements that no one dares to do and meet His Majesty. By then,