Daming heir

Chapter 474
"In the rustling autumn rain, shallow stones slipped down."

"The words of Poetry Buddha Wang Youcheng are in line with the current situation."

Behind the Youshun Gate is located in the courtyard of the Daming Taxation Office on the same ground as the Six Section Corridor.

The rain falls on the pomegranate, and the red flowers are flying.

Under the spacious corridor, a copper stove on a tea table is boiling, and two rattan chairs are gently swaying.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the pomegranate tree in the courtyard that had grown countless pomegranates this year, and recited Wang Wei's poems.

Zhu Gaochi, who was lying on the rattan chair next to him, was a little lazy, pinching a few green dates in season in his hands, and moistening his throat with the roasted peanuts over the fire.

After a while, this pomegranate tree will also be ready for picking.

Zhu Gaochi lazily looked at the pomegranate tree in the autumn rain, thinking to himself.

"This pomegranate grows well, and it happens that the tax office is also here. You will surely have many children in the future." Zhu Yunxi looked at the chubby beside him, and said a few words softly.

Such an autumn rain, such a season, really makes people reluctant to move.

As for Xiaopang's future, many children are certain.

He has several great children.

As for whether he is blessed, Zhu Yunxi thinks that starting now, he will definitely be blessed in the future.

Late autumn and early winter is the day when I get married.

Zhu Gaochi turned his head and gave Zhu Yunxi a blank look, and then said: "The news released from Wenyuan Pavilion, the second assistant Xie Jin will go to the Imperial College to give lectures in the near future. This move is to cater to the students of the Imperial College to parade in the streets to praise their merits."

"The imperial court suppressed the stubbornness of Confucianism, but people in the world can't be ignorant, and they have to know how to read and write." Zhu Yunxi nodded, clarifying the truth: "Guozijian is a place that scholars all over the world yearn for. The things of enlightenment can be done.”

Zhu Gaochi speculated and said, "I just didn't expect that it wasn't Mr. Ren Ge who went to the Imperial College."

"Ren Hengtai made this for me." Zhu Yunxi directly expressed Ren Hengtai's thoughts and looked at Xiaopang.

Zhu Gaochi blinked, with a smile on his face: "Shoufu is really Shoufu, the more he is like this, the less you can rush to straighten Xie Jin."

However, Zhu Yunxi shook his head: "Ren Hengtai's uprightness is unmatched by anyone in the court. If he had such thoughts, he would not have had the chance to preside over Wenyuan Pavilion early in the morning.

Leaving aside the place for the moment, it is just that in the Yingtian Dynasty, the children of Xinxue are officials, and now nearly [-]% of them are officials.He Ren Hengtai is the first assistant, so he will not be ignorant of this matter.

The cabinet went to the Guozijian, and he knew that it was most appropriate to let Xie Dashen go. "

"He handed over the affairs of the Sanfa Division to Gao Chunfeng, is that the same?"

Now the position of the cabinet in the court is already clear, and the outside world will immediately know the slightest sign of trouble.

For example, Gao Yangzhi took over the government affairs related to the Three Legal Departments, the next moment the cabinet made a decision, the government departments and yamen would know.

Zhu Yunxi smiled: "Our Chief Assistant wants to do things, but the matters related to the Sanju Division often involve many things. Gao Chunfeng also wants to do things, so he just took advantage of this. After all, young people are always jealous of evil. "

"Isn't that considered a thought?"

Zhu Gaochi muttered something.

Zhu Yunxi's eyes were already looking at the petals that remained on the plant that stood in the autumn rain in the courtyard, and the stamens that hadn't grown fruits, which kept falling from the branches due to the beating of the rain. .

After pondering for a while, Zhu Yunxi finally said, "It doesn't matter if you have bad intentions. But what the cabinet ministers will be in charge of in the future must be ordered by the divine order, not the cabinet's own decision. This point must be brought back."

After he finished speaking, Zhu Gaochi raised his eyebrows immediately.

There are so many meanings to this statement.

When everyone thought that the power structure at the top of Ming Dynasty had been established, there was still a lot to do.

Zhu Gaochi couldn't help but patted his thigh with his palm: "Do you want to move Zhai Shan, Minister of the Ministry of Officials?"

"The Ministry of Officials controls the officials of the world, how can An not join the cabinet?"

Zhu Yunxi laughed lightly.

According to history and his point of view, the two ministers of the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Household must be in the cabinet.

It's just that due to various reasons, Zhai Shan, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, never entered the cabinet, but Zhu Yunxi deliberately postponed the entry of the Minister of the Ministry of Households.

Zhu Gaochi frowned slightly.

He was thinking about the meaning of this sentence, whether he wanted Zhai Shan to join the cabinet, or whether he wanted the next Minister of the Ministry of Officials to join the cabinet.

And in this autumn rain.

Outside the Xi'an Gate, the white-serving team that set out from Fengyang City in the central capital had already arrived at the gate of the palace.

The pro-army is on duty here, and all matters that are not urgent in the eight hundred miles of the military and the country must be reported.

Coincidentally, it is Qin Shizi Zhu Shangbing who is guarding the court outside Xi'an Gate today.

Zhu Shangbing was dressed in pro-military armor, a steel helmet on his head, and a knife on his waist. He looked coldly at the team that had galloped all the way to the gate of Xi'an.

"Whose family do you belong to?"

To be able to ride a horse and gallop in Yingtian City, he still came to Xi'an Gate, Zhu Shangbing knew in his heart that this must be a servant of the noble family of Chao Zhongxun.

Looking at the plain clothes on these people and the hemp ropes wrapped around their waists, Zhu Shangbing felt a little heavy in his heart.

It was too late to think about which meritorious person passed away.

Zhu Shangbing just stopped these people according to the rules.

A group of Xinguogong's people who came all the way from Fengyang City to Yingtian were led by Xinguogong Tang and the fourth son, Dudufu Sanqi Tang Xie.

Tang Xie forgot to glance at the city wall of Xi'an Gate in the autumn rain, his face was haggard, his beard was disheveled, and his eyes were red.

Seeing the pro-army blocking in front of the palace gate, he reined in his horse and turned down.

Tang Xie came up to Zhu Shangbing with a whip in his hand. In the autumn rain, he hugged the whip with both hands and landed on one knee: "My lord, the fourth son of Xin Guogong, the governor's mansion, Tang Xie. Come to Beijing to see your majesty and report the funeral. My father, Great Ming and Ming Dynasty founding meritorious service ministers, military ministers who promoted sincerity and Xuanli for the founding of the country, Dr. Ronglu, Zhu Guo, and three thousand stones in salary, believed in the Duke of the country, passed away a few days ago."

Xin Guogong Tanghe died?
Zhu Shangbing's eyes flickered, obviously a little surprised by this matter.

There was also some commotion among the Shangzhiqin military guards who were on duty in front of Xi'an Gate.

Although Xin Guogong Tang He was a nobleman who was promoted only in the 11th year of Hongwu, it did not prevent him from making great contributions in the army.

A few years ago, the Japanese kingdom had not yet been destroyed by the Ming Dynasty. At that time, there were still Japanese plagues growing along the southeast coast of the Ming Dynasty.At that time, His Majesty asked Lord Xin Guo to go to the southeast to train troops in case the Japanese invaders would harass him.

Today, in front of Xi'an gate, there are also several people who practiced in Xin Guogong Tanghe's army.

Zhu Shangbing looked down at Tang Xie who was kneeling in front of him, feeling a little hard to explain.

Just last year, Xin Guogong Tang Hezheng was ill and was called to Beijing Niansheng.At that time, Tang He was having difficulty moving around. It was the emperor's grandpa who ordered people to carry Duke Xin Guo into the palace.

Grandpa Huang tightly held Duke Xin's hand, and counted down the years of founding Daming in the army.Duke Xinguo was in tears, unable to speak.

At that time, countless gold, silver and silk were bestowed from the palace.

The intention is very obvious, it is prepared for the death of Lord Xin Guo.

But there are also those in Fengyang, the central capital, who prepare these behind-the-scenes things in advance, thinking that they will be happy, and leave the sick early.

It's just unimaginable that Duke Xin Guo died after all.

Zhu Shangbing raised his eyes and looked back at Xi'an Gate: "Open the palace gate!"

After shouting, there was a sound of mechanism pulleys turning from inside the city gate.

But Zhu Shangbing stretched out his hand to Tang Xie and pulled him up, not allowing the other party to speak, so he pulled Tang Xie into the gate of Xi'an: "Scattered riders, follow me into the palace to meet the saint."

Tang Xie hesitated, but was pulled by Zhu Shangbing, unable to stop.

He followed behind and whispered, "This is against the rules..."

"My father is the King of Qin!" Zhu Shangbing turned his head and looked at Tang Xie with a smile on his face: "Sanqi just follow me into the palace, everything is to let Grandpa Huang know about Zhongdu earlier."

Tang Xie was quite surprised.

When will the clan members of the Ming Dynasty have to guard the palace in the autumn rain?

Tang Xie knew that in the past few years, the clan and vassal princes who had sons abroad were summoned to return to Beijing with their sons, and these sons of the vassal princes stayed in Beijing to study in the main hall.

It's just that these Tianhuang nobles have to go through military training.

When did this happen.

Tang Xie, who had been staying in Fengyang City as a casual cavalry officer in the Dudu Mansion, was obviously not aware of the changes in Yingtian City over the years.

But at this time, he was full of grief after his father's death, and he was only slightly confused for a moment, then followed Zhu Shangbing to the palace.

rain.

It's getting bigger and bigger.

Falling on the human body, there is a biting cold.

Tang Xie followed Zhu Shangbing, entered the palace from the Xi'an Gate, passed through the Xishang Gate, entered the Xihua Gate, and then arrived at the Hall of Martial Arts, the Six Section Corridor, and the tax office.

Zhu Shangbing led the way ahead, and stopped near the Sixth Section Corridor.

Tang Xie, who was following behind, was a little hesitant. Although he didn't come to Yingtian often, he knew the layout of the palace. This was not the three main halls, nor the emperor's palace.

Zhu Shangbing turned his head to look at Tang Xie, smiled and said, "Remember this morning Brother Xi...that is, grandson, he went to the tax office. Oh yes! Zhu Gaochi, the eldest son of Yan, is now the head of the tax office. The two of them It must be still at the tax office at this moment, I have to go and talk to them."

Tang Xie nodded, before reacting: "His Royal Highness!"

That's my niece and son-in-law.

Zhu Shangbing nodded and said: "San Qi will go with me."

After the two discussed it, they turned to the tax office next to the sixth section corridor.

At the moment in the tax office, Zhu Yunxi was still watching the rain.

The North Korea-China New Deal has entered the stage of a protracted war, just like after this autumn rain, the cold winter when everything will be silent will come.Everything will be buried under the heavy snow and mud, and only when the spring comes will it truly come back to life and give birth to a new world.

"We should plant a few more plantains."

Zhu Yunxi suddenly said something.

Zhu Gaochi tilted his head and looked at him, and said in a low voice: "You don't seem to be able to say that the rain hits the plantain, you are such an autumn person."

"You are only allowed to be arty, and I am not allowed to rain on plantains?"

Zhu Yunxi immediately refuted.

Footsteps came from outside the tax office.

The sound of raindrops grew louder.

Zhu Shangbing and Tang Xie, who were already drenched all over, quickly stepped into the tax office and entered the courtyard.

"Bingo!"

Zhu Gaochi stood up, frowned and looked at Zhu Shangbing, who was constantly raining from his body, and looked suspiciously at the stranger brought in by him.

However, Zhu Yunxie recognized Tang Xie immediately, his heart sank, and the memories that had long been dusty suddenly woke up.

With one quick step, he got up from the rattan chair and rushed into the courtyard.

Zhu Gaochi raised his hand, and was about to say that the rain was heavy and cold.

Tang Xie was already kneeling on the ground.

"Your Highness!"

"My father believed in the Duke of the country, and passed away..."

Zhu Gaochi, who was still in the corridor, was startled, and immediately understood what brother Zong had done earlier.

Looking at Tang Xie who was kneeling in the rain, he let the rain slap on his shoulders.

Zhu Yunxi frowned, and looked at Brother Bing in front of him.

Zhu Shangbing understood, and immediately bent down and stretched out his hands to pull Tang Xie up.

"Fourth Uncle will follow me to meet the Holy Spirit."

Zhu Yunxi didn't say much, but walked out of the tax office in silence.

"umbrella!"

Zhu Gaochi had already called the officials of the tax office at this moment, and came out with several big umbrellas, and he himself held an umbrella to Zhu Yunxi's side.

"Should I ask Grandpa Huang what he is doing, and then change clothes for Fourth Uncle Tang before going over?"

Zhu Yunxi shook his head: "Grandpa wants to know the news of Xin Guogong's death as soon as possible..."

The old man is a man of affection, he has given him many chances in the past, but those old Huaiyou brothers forgot why they founded Daming.

So in the end, the old man got the reputation of being a cool brother, but no one dared to say it, no one dared to say it, but it was in everyone's heart.

And Zhu Yunxi suddenly realized that after he believed in the news that Guogong Tanghe had passed away, he also had mixed feelings in his heart.

The founders of Ming Dynasty are all old.

Tang He is not the first founding hero to pass away, but he won't be the last either.

The empire seems to have entered a period of real transformation.

At this time, the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

In the palace, apart from the guards and soldiers of the Shang Zhiqin who are on duty everywhere, there are only the servants and maids guarding the corridors of the palace.

No one moved around.

When Zhu Yunxi took Tang Xie all the way to Qianqing Palace.

From a distance, Sun Gou'er, the head of the inner palace, saw the four of them.

Sun Gouer babbled, with surprise on his face, he quickly took an umbrella and opened it, and rushed into the rain: "What's wrong, Your Highness, he's completely soaked, and so is Qin Shizi. Someone sent ginger soup here to drive away the cold for His Highness and the son."

While talking, Sun Gou'er kept looking at Tang Xie who was holding the same umbrella with Zhu Shangbing.

He knew this man, he was the fourth son of Lord Xin Guo.

Although I only met once when my grandson got married, Sun Gou'er still remembered it.

Duke Xin Guo passed away.

Sun Gou'er, who is experienced in the world, can understand what happened today at a glance.

After saying a few words, Sun Gou'er said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is in the back hall, and just put the young prince and daughter to sleep, and now he is playing chess with the crown prince in the front hall."

Zhu Yunxi hummed: "Bring a few more clothes over here, and Gu will bring Fourth Uncle Tang to face the saint first."

Sun Gou'er nodded again and again: "The old slave will do it now."

After saying a word, Sun Gou'er did not move, but continued: "Should we hide it from the concubine grandson and the others first?"

Zhu Yunxi sighed lightly: "At this time, Sun Daban is going to do it."

Tang Xie had already been brought to the palace at this time.

Knowing that his body was covered with rainwater, he dared not enter the hall because of the cold air, so he knelt in front of the hall gate.

"Minister, the fourth son of Lord Xin Guo, Sanqi of the Dudu Mansion, Tang Xie.

Enter Beijing to see His Majesty and report the funeral.

My father, the founding meritorious service of the Ming and Ming Dynasties, the military minister who promoted the sincerity and Xuanli, the doctor Ronglu, Zhu Guo, and the salary of three thousand stones, and the Duke of Xinguo, passed away a few days ago. "

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