The eldest grandson of Emperor Ming Dynasty!

Chapter 122 Tips for Reviewing Memorials

Daming Palace, Jinshen Hall.

"Have you sent them all?"

"Reporting to His Majesty, I have sent them all over, and it must be here by now."

"My boss, my boss."

Zhu Ying opened her eyes immediately. Although she had spent a long time in the leisurely life in the capital, the vigilance engraved in her bones had formed an instinct in the past ten years.

"Uncle Zhang, but something happened."

Zhu Ying looked outside, and Zhang Bo was standing beside her bed before dawn, so she asked in a deep voice.

Although he was a little puzzled, there was still no danger for him in the current capital.

"Boss, some Jinyiwei are here." Uncle Zhang said helplessly.

As for the identity of the owner, Uncle Zhang naturally knew a little bit about it, and the ostentation of the old man almost explained everything.

Before dawn today, someone knocked on the door, and Zhang Bo hurried over to check.

It turned out that several Jin Yiwei came to visit, saying that they wanted to see the owner.

"Jin Yiwei, what are they doing here?" Zhu Ying asked subconsciously.

"Boss, I don't know, I can tell only after seeing you. But I think they brought a big wooden box, it should be a gift."

Zhang Bo recalled it for a while, and then said.

"What? What did the old man give me so early?"

Zhu Ying was a little depressed, but he was not in the habit of staying in bed, so he got up and changed, and then walked outside.

In the courtyard, three royal guards were waiting.

"Master Zhu."

Seeing Zhu Ying approaching, he clasped his fists and bowed.

After Jin Yiwei delivered the things, he left directly.

Zhu Ying was not in a hurry to open the box, she first got it to the study, and then opened it.

"Good guy."

After Zhu Ying opened the box, looking at the dozens of memorials stacked inside, she was stunned instantly.

What does this mean, let me get up early in the morning to review the memorial?

Looking at the still dark sky, it was pitch black, it should be five o'clock in the morning.

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard Liu He's answer in Jinshen Hall.

"Our eldest grandson is too lazy. From today on, it should be a part of the burden for us."

"You have to learn to adapt. If you become the emperor in the future, just like the grandson himself said, what will you do if you don't go to court for several months?"

"It's a good thing to get familiar with earlier."

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile, and then ordered Liu He again: "Liu He."

"The minister is here."

"In the future, the memorials sent by the palace pavilion will be sent to us first, and sent to Dasun's side. After Dasun has finished his review, he will send it to us."

"The minister obeys the order."

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished explaining, he picked up a book of historical records and began to read, and what he read was the historical records of the Qin Dynasty.

It was Zhu Yuanzhang's first time as emperor, and he was Jiang Shang who was brought down by himself.

He had no experience before, and no one came to teach him how to be an emperor.

Fighting wars and governing the country are two completely different concepts, so Zhu Yuanzhang can only cross the river by feeling the stones.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang has seen the most rules and regulations of the previous dynasties, as well as regulations.

Next to Zhu Yuanzhang's book case, there is still a blank sheet of paper, and when he sees a subtle place, he will remember it with the blank sheet.

Removing the dross and extracting the essence, this is how the Ming system came about.

Especially when we talked about the Wa Kingdom last time, Zhu Yuanzhang asked the eunuch to sort out books related to the Wa Kingdom, and began to learn about the Wa Kingdom.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

Now that the country of Wa has been decided, it is necessary to be prepared.

Do not fight unprepared battles, once seized the world Before each battle, Zhu Yuanzhang will try his best to collect information about his opponents, and then think about countermeasures in his mind.

Just when Zhu Yuanzhang was watching with relish.

Liu He came over and told: "Your Majesty, Your Highness Yun Yun is asking to see you."

When he was interrupted, Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly, but he was a little strange when he heard Zhu Yunqi begging to see him, and said, "Let him in."

Zhu Yunqi, who was at the entrance of the Jinshen Hall, was informed by the eunuch and hurried in.

Even if he is now positioned as the grandson, as the grandson of the emperor, if he wants to meet the grandfather of the emperor, he still needs permission.

"Grandpa Emperor."

Entering the door, Zhu Yunwen bowed to say hello.

Seeing Zhu Yunqi, Zhu Yuanzhang put down the book in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's about to go to court early. I came to see us at this time, but I have something to say. There is still something I don't understand."

Zhu Yunwen cupped his hands and said, "Grandson wants to tell Grandpa Huang that rumors about Xiaoling have been circulating in the palace recently."

"Xiaoling Mausoleum is the royal mausoleum, but it has been discussed wantonly, so my grandson came here to report, and I want to ask the emperor's grandfather for instructions."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his eyes shone brightly.

Today's Zhu Yunzhang made him a little impressed. If he hadn't received Liu He's report yesterday, Zhu Yuanzhang would really think that this was Zhu Yunzhang's inner thoughts.

It's just that Zhu Yunwen's eyes were also flickering with his head down. He knew that the emperor's grandfather must have known what he said last night, but he still narrated it like this.

Obviously just wanted to find out.

"Don't worry about the rumors about Xiaoling. We know in our hearts that you just need to study hard."

Zhu Yuanzhang said casually.

It is definitely better to intensify things like building momentum for the great grandson.

Zhu Yuanzhang was aware of his grandson Yunwen's thoughts, but he didn't care, and he would know about it sooner or later.

It's good to be more mentally prepared.

When Zhu Yunqi heard this, he was sure of it in his heart, and it seemed that his guess was right.

After Zhu Yuanzhang gave a few words of encouragement, he asked Zhu Yunqi to step down and prepare for the morning court.

"Jiang Yu, remember to tell Dasun that we will see the memorials sent to him this afternoon."

"The minister obeys the order."

In the yard, after Zhu Ying got the memorial, she was unambiguous and started tidying it up.

I counted it by hand.

Good guy, there are a total of 82 books, Zhu Ying was speechless at once, it depends on when.

After setting up the memorial, Zhu Ying sat upright. After all, it was the first time to read the memorial, so it should be more grand.

However, when he read the first memorial, his head suddenly became dizzy.

It is full of classical Chinese.

Seeing him is extremely uncomfortable, just read it briefly.

Dude, this is at least a few thousand words bigger.

What can I do, I can only bite the bullet and watch.

With continuous reading until the end, Zhu Ying probably understood that the content of this memorial was exactly the strategy that Zhu Ying had put forward and is currently implementing, the suggestion of using work for relief.

What made Zhu Ying feel the most helpless was the content of nearly [-] words, of which [-] words were almost nonsense, and the last thousand words probably had some meaning.

Zhu Ying read those suggestions carefully and became even more speechless.

To put it simply, the meaning of this local official is that His Majesty's plan is very good, very good, and many people have survived.

But this will easily increase the influence of the squires. It is recommended to strengthen supervision and so on.

"Old man, are these the memorials you read every day?"

Zhu Ying couldn't help but began to complain that the ancient emperor was simply not a human job.

Quickly, Zhu Ying looked through the basics again, and they were basically related to work-for-relief. Obviously these memorials were specially selected by Zhu Yuanzhang.

But at a glance, it is basically thousands of words, or even tens of thousands of words.

At the beginning, it was always Gu Zuo who talked about him, and only at the end did he start talking about the serious business.

The key is the blockbuster classical Chinese that is relatively obscure to Zhu Ying.

This is completely a data flow attack.

Fortunately, at the back of the memorial, there are basically comments from the Grand Master of the Palace.

Obviously, the old man is just letting Zhu Ying get used to it.

After reading for an hour, Zhu Yingcai read ten books.

At this moment, even though Zhu Ying was physically strong, she already felt dizzy.

"I don't know how the old man persisted. It's all because of Ming Ming. It seems that the popularization of vernacular is imperative."

Zhu Ying put down the memorial, and only then did he realize that being an emperor is not so easy.

To the old man, these memorials were really a drop in the bucket, but Zhu Ying couldn't get used to it at all.

Since coming to Daming, he has been using vernacular Chinese.

In fact, in the daily communication of Daming, including some scripts, the vernacular is also the main language.

But as a descendant, he has never received the local education of Ming Dynasty.

It's not that I can't understand classical Chinese, it's just that I'm too tired to read.

This time Zhu Ying gained experience, and when she read the memorial again, she started reading from the back.

Sure enough, it looks like this, the speed is much faster.

Basically, when you see the beginning of the nonsense, you know that the content of this memorial should be over.

It only took more than half an hour, and the remaining dozens of memorials have already been read by Zhu Ying.

At this time, Zhu Ying had a sudden thought: "I think the old man should have mastered the little skills of reading memorials in this way."

After reading the memorial, Zhu Ying felt a little helpless again.

He didn't know how many memorials there were about cash-for-work, but judging from the situation of these 82 memorials, basically none of them had much meaning.

The only thing that is the same is the praise, most of which are described in classical Chinese to describe some scenes of the work-for-relief announcement.

What kind of squires flocked here, scrambling to be the first, and sent a load of grain as a guarantee.

There are also refugees who knelt down and shouted long live, thanking His Majesty for his life and so on.

However, these words were not what Zhu Ying wanted to read.

What Zhu Ying wants to see is to know how many projects have been approved, the price, profit, and how much grain the gentry needs to submit as guarantee.

The grain provided is mainly old grain or new grain.

These contents are blank.

When a person of later generations has really come into contact with this kind of government affairs in ancient times, he is used to solving problems with efficient words in the previous life, and when he looks back, he will feel the real gap.

Zhu Ying sorted out the memorial, put it aside, and at the same time settled down and began to think carefully.

All of this was too different from what he had imagined.

While the old man was still there, he wanted to carry out drastic reforms.

Looking at the sky, it was almost time for the old man to come over and go to the Gunpowder Department together.

He will have a good chat with the old man later.

(End of this chapter)