The so-called secret folding means that the officials below will present the folding piece to the emperor for personal inspection. After the emperor corrects it, he seals it and returns it to the person who presented it to the emperor.
This set of procedures sounds simple, but in fact there is a lot going on inside.
You know, during the Qing Dynasty, official documents submitted to the emperor were delivered through the General Affairs Department.
Before the official document reached the emperor, it had already been looked at by relatives and nobles.
Therefore, officials, especially some mid-level officials, do not dare to tell too much truth in such semi-public remarks.
So much so that the emperor had no way of knowing about some of the inside information below.
In the Kangxi Dynasty, in order to understand the underlying situation, he would use the method of "secret folding".
Yin remembered very clearly that every time Huang Ama checked the secret fold, even Huang Ama could not really figure out what Huang Ama was thinking without relying on his own hands.
However, there were only a few ministers and ministers who were qualified to submit secret documents to Emperor Ama. During the entire Kangxi reign, a truly strict system of secret documents was never formed. During Kangxi’s ten years in office, all officials were qualified to submit secret documents.
The person is no more than a hundred people.
From the second year of Yongzheng, Yongzheng changed the old rules of the previous dynasty. Now, in the third year of Yongzheng, the number of people in Shangmizhe has exceeded a thousand.
He not only authorized small and middle-class officials to allow them to cross the border to carry out activities.
At the same time, Yin also allowed them to report across levels. They did not have to follow the progressive relationship between superiors and subordinates.
In other words, as long as these small and medium-level officials received the secret instructions sent back by the emperor, they could directly act in accordance with the instructions above. They did not need to report them to their superiors, which meant that they were directly following the emperor's orders.
This is a very exciting honor and inspiration.
But for many high-ranking officials, this system is subtle, annoying, and embarrassing.
Their subordinates could bypass them and report directly to the emperor. In this way, it was equivalent to being monitored from both sides, creating a situation where the superiors and subordinates were simultaneously restrained.
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After an unknown amount of time, Yin finally put down his imperial pen and let out a long breath.
He raised his hand and unconsciously kneaded the base of his neck.
Although his shoulders and neck were sore, he felt very satisfied in his heart.
Compared with the physical fatigue, having everything firmly in one's own hands, and having a thorough understanding of the situation in the country, this kind of pleasure and satisfaction cannot be described in words.
Yin enjoys this feeling very much.
He raised his hand, kneaded the center of his eyebrows, and looked over, and saw Ji Ling leaning half sideways, with her uninjured hand pressed under her head. She was already dozing off.
He stood up and walked over.
Perhaps it was the light and shadow in front of him that was shaking, but Ji Ling seemed to be aware of it in a daze.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she was stung by the dim yellow light from the indoor lights, which made her eyes sore.
Ji Ling stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, saying with a bit of embarrassment: "Has the emperor approved it? I fell asleep!"
Seeing that she had been sleeping for a long time, Yin's eyes were inevitably a little confused, so he reached out and touched her hair lovingly, and said softly: "Go to sleep when you're sleepy. What's the big deal? It's because I was delayed here."
late."
After he finished speaking, he paused and simply said: "I will stay here tonight." Then he called Su Peisheng to prepare.
Yanxi Hall was just a place where the concubines waited to sleep, but it was not a place where the emperor actually slept. Su Peisheng listened to the emperor's instructions with his waist bent across the curtain. He was only slightly startled, and then went to make arrangements quickly.
Yin raised his hands, took off his outer robe, threw it casually on the clothes rack nearby, and sat down next to Ji Ling's bed.
After washing, the palace attendant extinguished the lights in the room, lit only a small palace lantern through the soft curtain, and then left with breathless concentration.
The two of them lay down side by side. Ji Ling had been very sleepy just now, but now he felt energetic. His head was spinning around but he couldn't fall asleep.
Yin lay quietly in the darkness for a while, then suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Ji Ling, and whispered: "Lingling, you have been in the palace for so long and now you are injured again. You must miss your family?"
Family? The original owner’s parents?
Ji Ling felt a little guilty and turned her head instinctively.
Yin looked at her expression and saw a slight emotion stirring in her eyes.
He misunderstood.
Yin stretched out his hand to wrap Ji Ling in his arms and patted her back. When he saw her looking up at him, he smiled tenderly and said meaningfully: "Your mother is now pregnant."
Ji Ling looked at Yin and vaguely guessed what the emperor was going to say next.
Yin held her uninjured hand under the quilt and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, wait until the third and second birthdays, four and eight, I will give some advice to Kunning Palace, and you can go and apply to the queen to let her
Your mother will give you a sign to see you and give her permission to come to the palace to see you!"
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The second day, Kunning Palace.
"The emperor went to the Yanxi Hall yesterday before going to court to take a look at noble Ji. From the beginning to the end, the servants were not allowed to say anything, saying that it would disturb the noble's rest."
"Yesterday, Your Majesty, after attending court at noon, went to the Yanxi Hall and spoke with Mr. Ji for a long time before coming out. Then he went to the Xinan Pavilion to discuss matters with Prince Yi."
The heel of Ulanara's hand was lightly clasped on the table, and he was tapping it repeatedly, which was an unconscious movement.
She just said calmly: "Keep talking."
"Your Majesty, last night someone moved the zhezi directly from the front hall of Yangxin Hall to Yanxi Hall, saying that he wanted to accompany Mr. Ji."
"Your Majesty, you stayed at Yanxi Hall last night."
Ulanara's eyes were very good, and he stared intently at the little eunuch kneeling in front of him.
Every time the little eunuch said a word, his head hung lower.
When the last sentence "The Emperor stayed at Yanxi Hall last night" was uttered, the little eunuch almost fell down on the carpet.
Ulanara waved his hand and made a "go" gesture.
The little eunuch was still kneeling and didn't see it.
Hua Rong took a step forward, and after driving the people out, she turned around and glanced at Ulanara's face, and then whispered: "Your Majesty, this tea has become cold. I will bring you a new cup of hot tea."
"
Ulanara raised his hand to press the lid of the tea cup and suddenly asked: "How is Nian?"
Hua Rong smiled and said: "The Queen is high! She was sent to the Qianxi Fifth Residence in the west of the Imperial Garden. She could live there and hear the laughter of the empresses in the Imperial Garden, but she was guarded and couldn't get out. It must have felt like that.
It was enough for her to endure.
The Empress had her gold seal, books, and crowns all collected, and when she was collecting them, Nian held on to them and refused to let go!"
Ulanala snorted and said: "A centipede insect can die but not freeze! Although the emperor is very tired of her now, he can't keep it together after a while. Thinking of the defeat and death of the Nian family, she will end up like her."
Orphan girl, maybe she has softened her heart again!"
Ulanara lowered his head, looked at the stains of tea on the table, stretched out his fingers and lightly drew a crescent shape.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and said to herself: "Even if there are some water stains left on the table and not wiped clean, the table will always be unclean."