Chapter 133 Dad's pain and joy, I finally feel it.

"Listen to my emperor's holy words!"

The ministers prostrated themselves to the ground collectively.

Little Snot unfolded the edict and read aloud:

"Bong, Emperor Tian Chengyun, the imperial edict said: Prince Zhu Gaochi, who governs the country well, is in charge of the world on behalf of the king. The state affairs are busy, sleepless, tired for many days, and I feel unwell. My heart hurts. For my safety, I issue an order its cultivation."

"However, state affairs cannot be misunderstood. Gu Ling's grandson, Zhu Zhangui, is in charge of the national instrument and manages the dynasty on behalf of the emperor. The princes of the Manchu dynasty assist in the administration."

"Kin this!"

"The minister waits for the order!"

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were filled with emotion. It was the first time in history that the crown prince was still in charge of the country.

This is Zhu Di.

If the emperor is changed, neither the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty will agree to this matter.

After the little nose finished reading the imperial decree, Zhu Zhangui bowed his hands to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

"Ministers, this is Zhangui's first contact with the government, and there is something I don't understand. I hope you can help me a lot."

The ministers also hurriedly returned the gift.

"This is the job of the minister!"

After the two parties were polite, the little snot shook the floating dust and shouted: "If you have a book, you will play early, and if you don't have a book, you will retreat!"

Song Xuan, who had been waiting for these words for a long time, stood up quickly.

"The minister has this recitation!"

Zhu Zhangui glanced at him calmly.

"Song Jijiu, let's put the matter of your Guozijian at the end, let's discuss the state affairs first."

The implication of Zhu Zhangui's words is that I don't want those stinky books to affect my mood for the time being, and you will talk about this matter at the end.

After Zhu Zhangui finished speaking, he stopped talking to Song Xuan and looked at other people.

"Other ministers may have important matters."

Yang Shiqi stood up.

"The minister has this recitation!"

"speak!"

"His Royal Highness, the Northern Expedition has already marched to Beiping one after another, but many soldiers have not yet prepared winter clothes and shoes, and many soldiers are still wearing autumn clothes and straw sandals."

"This year is extremely cold. If we don't prepare early, it will cause extensive frostbite to the soldiers, which may affect the plan for the Northern Expedition next year."

Zhu Zhangui frowned and looked at Yang Shiqi, "How many sets are there?"

Yang Shiqi raised the memorial in his hand and replied loudly: "This time our army has mobilized a total of nearly 50 troops in the Northern Expedition. Except for the three major battalions and a few garrison regiments near the capital, the guards transferred from other places The legion is slightly inferior in equipment."

"Although the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Finance tried their best to prepare during the preparation period, there is still a shortage of more than [-] sets."

"As for those who are not in short supply for the time being, in fact, most of them are not winter shoes, but more autumn cloth shoes, which are only used as foot wraps, and the cold protection is still a lot worse."

"If you really want to count, at least 20 sets of winter clothes and shoes are needed to ensure that soldiers will not freeze to death or frostbite this winter."

Zhu Zhangui frowned tightly.

He knows how cold it is in Beiping in winter.

The current Daming is not the era of rising temperatures in the later generations, and it is not as cold as the later generations, which are only a few degrees below zero.

Zhu Zhangui lived in Beiping when he was a child. In his memory, the coldest time was estimated to be at least twenty or thirty degrees below zero.

Even in Jinling, which is a little warmer in the south, once it gets cold, it can be minus seven or eight degrees, or even over 10 degrees.

Zhu Zhangui remembered that the year he and Empress Xu came to Jinling, it was still snowing here.

When he was playing with Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Zhanji jumped into the snowdrift and buried Zhu Zhanji, who was only five years old, directly.

Although he lived in the warmer coastal south for the next five or six years, he still has a very deep memory of the cold.

Especially since entering the cold winter, Zhu Zhangui's feelings are the most obvious.

As I said just now, he has lived in a warm coastal area for the past five or six years, and he couldn't stand the severe winter for a while.

Accompanying the old man all the way back from Shandong, because he was riding a horse, and his exposed hands holding the reins had frostbite.

Last night, Zhao Linger was so distressed that she hugged her warmly in her arms for a long time.

"20 sets!"

Zhu Zhangui thought for a while, then looked at Xia Yuanji.

Xia Yuanji, who was standing among the civil servants, suddenly had a clever idea, and immediately shook his head without waiting for Zhu Zhangui to ask.

"Your Highness, the household department is out of money!"

Zhu Zhangui's face darkened.

"No more."

Xia Yuanji spread his hands, and said with a solemn expression: "A few days ago, the soldiers and officials were paid salaries, and the household department is already empty. Even in order to save money, the people in our household department did not pay salaries."

"Many officials of the household department complained to the ministers, saying that the officials of the household department were too lucrative. Why did they become officials of the household department? Not only did they not earn money, but they couldn't even get their salary. I plan to go to his daughter-in-law’s home for Chinese New Year this year, but there is really no food left, let alone meat, it’s hard to drink a bowl of thick rice soup.”

Zhu Zhangui became speechless the more he listened, and finally waved his hands helplessly.

"Get it, don't talk about it, a sum of money will be transferred to the household department in a few days, you should fill up the missing salary first."

"Listen to what you said, it seems that our old Zhu family has treated you officials so badly."

The officials collectively rolled their eyes.

Are you not sorry for what you said?
Your old Zhu's family has the lowest salary in history. If you didn't get some benefits from being an official, with the little salary your old Zhu's family gave, it would be difficult for the whole family to have enough to eat.

Xia Yuanji smiled, and asked with bright eyes: "How much money did your Highness bring this time? And what I mentioned to you, you really don't think about it? If you want to put the money in the household department, I can I am the master, I will not charge your deposit money."

Zhu Zhangui's face darkened, and he slammed the table.

"Xia Yuanji, please pay attention to your identity. You are the Minister of the Imperial Household Department, not the banker."

This Xia Yuanji simply fell into the eyes of money, and he still didn't charge my deposit money.

If I put the money in your place, you can get it if you don’t give me any interest, and I need my deposit money. I have a lot of brains to give you the money.

Xia Yuanji mumbled when he heard the words, "What's the difference between me, the Minister of the Household Department, and the one who opened the bank? Isn't it just that one has an official and the other has no official?"

After Xia Yuanji returned to work, Zhu Zhangui said to Yang Shiqi: "When the batch of silver arrives, I will crane a batch from the shop, cotton leather shoes and cotton clothes to the Ministry of War, and then you will send them to Beiping as soon as possible to change them into clothes for the soldiers." .”

"What, do you want money?"

Xia Yuanji jumped out again.

He stared at Zhu Zhangui, "Your Highness, you are the grandson!"

Zhu Zhangui was speechless.

"I know, do you have any questions?"

Xia Yuanji scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, pointed at the dragon chair and the main hall, and said, "All of this will be yours in the future!"

Zhu Zhangui was helpless.

"What are you trying to say?"

Xia Yuanji: "You are a great grandson, the world will belong to you in the future, why do you want to provide something? You asked the Ministry of Households to pay for it."

Zhu Zhangui was really speechless.

Damn, I'm just a grandson, you just want me to donate for free, and it's still the unregistered kind.In the future, if I become the emperor, do you Xia Yuanji want to nationalize my shop?

Damn you, you, the Minister of the Household Department, are really competent, and you are always thinking about saving money for the court.

No wonder the old man said before he died, Xia Yuanji loves me, he really likes you.

"Shut up and return to the team immediately, or you will be kicked out."

After being interrupted several times by the old man, Zhu Zhangui finally couldn't help it, and threatened directly.

Seeing this, Xia Yuanji reluctantly returned to his seat.

Taking a few deep breaths, Zhu Zhangui calmed down the feeling of wanting to beat someone up, and said to Yang Shiqi: "The shop will sell things to the imperial court at the original price. As for the style of winter clothes and shoes, I believe you have seen them before. It’s exactly what Shenjiying wears, and there’s absolutely no problem in terms of keeping warm.”

Yang Shiqi recalled the winter clothes and shoes he wore when Shenji Camp set out, and nodded with satisfaction.

Those black leather boots looked pretty good, and he asked a soldier from the Shenji Battalion at that time, and the soldier told him that the inside of the shoes was filled with soft fur, which made them very warm.

And the big green padded jacket, which is called the winter coat by His Royal Highness, is also very effective in keeping warm.

At the beginning, he wanted the Ministry of War to purchase these military uniforms and shoes, but he went to the store to inquire, and the store said that it was not for sale, and there was no such product in the store.

At that time, Zhu Zhangui was in Shandong again, and he didn't have time to find Zhu Zhangui, so he could only purchase other ration soldiers first.

After discussing the soldiers' winter clothes and shoes, Yang Shiqi took out another memorial.

"Your Highness, the Japanese pirates have become serious in Fujian recently. The chief envoy of Fujian wants to form a Japanese army to resist the Japanese pirates who have increased in recent days, just like in Shandong."

"The minister reported this matter to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. His Highness the Crown Prince said that he could not make a decision on the formation of a local army. Now that His Majesty has returned, please send this text to His Majesty so that His Majesty can make a decision."

After receiving the memorial from Little Snot, Zhu Zhangui read it again, put it aside and said: "I will tell the emperor about this matter, and the prince has already told me yesterday that after the ice and snow melt in the spring of next year, he will send Daming The navy went to Fujian to encircle and suppress the Japanese pirates, have you issued an official document from the Ministry of War on this matter?"

Yang Shiqi took out another memorial from his sleeve.

"The official documents are ready, please preview and give instructions, Your Highness."

This old man is well prepared!

Opened the official document and looked it over, picked up the cinnabar pen and corrected a few words on it, Zhu Zhangui stamped his own seal, and the jade seal that the old man asked Little Snot to bring over.

"The Ministry of War will send out the official document as soon as possible, so that they can prepare early, and order the Fujian chief envoy to make logistical preparations."

"The minister takes orders!"

Putting the official document that had been written into another sleeve, Yang Shiqi took out a memorial.

The other officials, who also had a lot of things behind them, saw black lines on their faces.

You are enough, Yang Shiqi.

If you do this, can we still do things here?

We still have a lot of things waiting for approval.

Ignoring the resentful eyes of the people behind him, Yang Shiqi reported loudly: "Your Highness Qizuo, Sinan Propaganda Envoy Tian Zongding and Sizhou Propaganda Envoy Tian Chen fought each other for land, causing chaos in the local situation, and many people Being implicated by the war, the chief envoy of Guizhou wrote a letter requesting the imperial court to send troops to quell the rebellion."

After talking about the situation, he added: "The minister has also reported this matter to His Royal Highness, and His Royal Highness asked the Ministry of War to make a plan first. When the Emperor comes back, the Emperor will decide."

Zhu Zhangui nodded.

"What is the decision of the Ministry of War?"

Yang Shiqi replied loudly: "The Ministry of War plans to send Gu Cheng, the commander of the capital of Guizhou, to lead [-] troops to suppress the rebellion."

Zhu Zhangui thought for a while, then shook his head.

He is not denying the plan of the Ministry of War.

Since Yang Shiqi proposed a person to counter the rebellion, it shows that this person has the ability to solve this matter.

But the quelling of the rebellion is only temporary. If the matter cannot be resolved completely, then such things may happen later.

Zhu Zhangui thought for a while, and said to Yang Shiqi and Xia Yuanji: "The candidates for countering the rebellion are determined in this way, but there is an additional order. After the rebellion is put down, Sinan and Sizhou can no longer exist. Otherwise, the rebellion will be put down today." , get up again the day after tomorrow."

"Make a plan on your side. After the rebellion is put down, set up a state capital and set up a chief secretary, and put this place under the control of the imperial court."

"The minister takes orders!"

Next, Yang Shiqi reported on the matter of collecting food and grass from the north, and then he had completed the affairs of the Ministry of War.

After Yang Shiqi retreated back to rest his eyes and closed his eyes, the others wrote letters one after another, telling what happened to their department.

Zhu Zhangui also dealt with them one by one.

If you can solve it on the spot, discuss it with everyone and solve it on the spot.

Those who need the old man's approval are left to let people go back and wait for news.

After discussing for more than an hour, the overall work was considered complete.

Zhu Zhangui glanced at the memorials piled up around half a person's height, and his face was full of depression.

Damn, with so many memorials, don't think about being idle for a day.

Now he finally felt the pain and joy of his father Zhu Pangpang.

Song Xuan, who had been waiting for Guozijian Jijiu, saw that everything was almost handled, and finally couldn't help but stand up.

"Chen Guozijian's sacrificial wine Song Xuan has a book to play!"

The people who were hungry and tired after standing for a long time looked at Song Xuan one after another, their eyes full of resentment.

Damn, why are you so busy?

Everyone was tired and hungry for so long, so they wanted to go back early to eat something and rest for a while.

As for the shit about your Guozijian, do you need to bring it to the court meeting?

Isn't this just a waste of everyone's time!

Zhu Zhangui, who was also a little tired and hungry, said to Song Xuan who stood up: "The emperor sent a special person to deal with your matter. Go and talk to him about it!"

After finishing speaking, he said to Little Nose: "Call the people up, so that all the ministers can also meet the new colleagues."

Afterwards, under the curious eyes of everyone, Little Snotty took a step forward and announced loudly to the door: "Your Highness has an order, Xuanwen Qu Yuan is entering the hall."

Wenquyuan?
The officials in the hall were stunned for a moment, their minds were a little confused, does the Ming Dynasty Hall have this department?

Amidst the confusion among the crowd, a man wearing a fourth-rank official uniform with a vicissitudes of life walked in.

"Xie Jin!"

Seeing the person who came in clearly, the person who knew each other, couldn't help but exclaimed.

Isn't this guy imprisoned in Jinyiwei Prison?
Didn't it mean that the emperor hated him very much and was going to deal with him?
How did you come out without incident?

And it has also become the director of Wenqu Academy.

Xie Jin, who walked in, didn't care about the astonished eyes of the people present, strode towards the hall, saluted Zhu Zhangui and said:

"Weichen Wenqu Academy is Jie Jin, and pays homage to His Royal Highness Taisun!"

(End of this chapter)

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