I'm really not doing business

Chapter 422: Being here is enough

Zhu Yijun was reading the Overseas Chronicles of the Inca Kingdom. It must be said that the Ming Dynasty's intelligence collection capabilities impressed Zhu Yijun. The special products, population, industries, ports and other information of the Inca king or the Viceroyalty of Peru were all written in the Chronicles of the Inca Kingdom. Clear and understandable.

The sources of the information were very extensive. After mutual corroboration, they were provided to the emperor for detailed information. I cannot say it is very comprehensive, but it is all verified information.

Conversations between Thai and Western sailors. Thai and Western sailors are all big talkers. They drink half a pound of national cellar. They really tell everything they know. True and false news are spread out. Every time they arrive in Hong Kong, three to five people There were more than a thousand sailors on a large sailing ship. Their information may be true or false, but it was enough for Daming to get a vague overview.

The sailors of the Ming Dynasty are the second source of intelligence. Every time Taixi goes to the Ming Dynasty, he must buy a varying number of five-masted ocean-going ships. These ships need sailors and need to be supplemented by the Ming Dynasty. Maritime schools and open seas are booming. , and the bad current situation of annexation, the Ming Dynasty has no shortage of people who are willing to go to sea to fight. The main composition of the Ming Dynasty pirates is desperadoes.

The person responsible for the intelligence work of these Ming sailors was the boat master trained by the Maritime Academy.

The Songjiang Maritime School of the Ming Dynasty is indeed a training school for navy masters. Each of them is carefully selected for their skills in star crossing, stargazing, hydrology, geology, arithmetic, foreign literature, etc. They are professionals trained by the Ming Dynasty. It is even more clear that They said they were all piled up with money.

And every navy master is also a spy. When they are guiding the European and American ships across the ocean, they will also secretly compile and summarize various intelligence provided by the sailors. In the end, this intelligence is gathered together in the Ministry of Rites and becomes the hands of Zhu Yijun. Overseas Chinese Chronicles.

The Viceroyalty of Peru has a population of more than 10 million people. This number is very shocking. Even the Japanese country has only 9 million people, and the Annan Kingdom has only 10 million people. But Annan is not in the Bronze Age. Annan and After the Ming Dynasty, it has entered the feudal era stably.

The Viceroyalty of Peru has such a huge population, but only bronzes can be used. Blocking the mines will block the development of civilization. This is confirmed by the practice of the Inca Kingdom.

Sometimes, Zhu Yili was also very desperate. When he was a child, he had a little interest in the dragon chair. But faced with the terrible oppression of the emperor brother and the issues discussed by the emperor brother and Zhang Juzheng, Zhu Yili was completely disappointed. Convinced, he is not that material.

Zhu Yili really just wanted to live and die, but the power of the Ming Dynasty required him to go overseas to establish a vassal state.

Taking the Japanese country as an example, once the Ming Dynasty controls all the silver mountains in the hands of the Ming Dynasty, the Japanese country will completely miss the opportunity for development.

Zhu Yijun's four-character judgment can be described as extremely cold-blooded and ruthless. In other words, the primary goal of Ming Dynasty's overseas development is minerals. After the minerals are isolated from the indigenous people, they will be trapped in an era forever. There is no glimmer of civilization to be seen.

Wan Shihe, as a member of the imperial party and a wallflower, suddenly mentioned that His Majesty was too cold-blooded and ruthless before the previous meeting at the Wenhua Palace. This was what he was talking about.

Ming Dynasty needs Zhang Juzheng, and even more needs His Majesty.

Zhu Yirui thought for a moment and said: "Wan Dazai is a mediator. He can speak on all aspects. He is a middleman."

"Do you only learn the art of imperial service? I am best at the journey of the great road." Zhu Yijun did not want to give up, just like Zhu Zaiyu refused to give up training the emperor to learn music. Zhu Yijun was fond of being a teacher. When Zhu Yijun asked for advice, he immediately committed the problem. Yes, he really wants to teach.

"Xuan, this guy is used to being lazy. He usually hides when he can. It's strange today. Why did he take the initiative to come to the door?" Zhu Yijun looked at Feng Bao with a strange look on his face and asked, "Prince Lu's Mansion is out. What's the matter?"

Something happened in Prince Lu's Mansion. In Feng Bao's opinion, it was just a trivial matter. It was normal for someone to die in this palace. Either he knew a secret that he shouldn't know, or he lost miserably in a dog fight. Feng Bao , Zhang Hong climbed up this way.

Zhu Yili had never seen a dead person. He was not yet a man, nor was he married. The Queen Mother and the Emperor protected Zhu Yili very well.

"A maidservant died in Prince Lu's Mansion, which disturbed Your Majesty. Your Majesty, the maidservant died today, and my brother will die tomorrow!" Zhu Yiliu explained the purpose of his visit.

This skill of recognizing people is obviously qualified.

"Learn the art of imperial control and pretend to be a prince. Recuperate for a while. Aren't you tired of talking like this?" Zhu Yijun leaned back in his chair, and the emperor's airs he held disappeared. Naturally, he must take his journey on the road seriously.

"Sir, he seems to have a neutral style of work, but in fact he follows the official line and follows the path of Taoism. He does not belong to that faction."

"Brother, you don't even know, I'm almost scared to death! That palace maid was hanging on the beam like that, with her tongue hanging out, spinning around, spinning around. I had a nightmare yesterday , it’s the palace maid who is asking for her life!” Zhu Yili immediately broke his skills and started mourning directly.

Zhu Yiliu nodded hurriedly and said: "Your Majesty, I only learn the art of imperial control!"

Learning this great path must be a busy life, and Zhu Yixuan has no idea of ​​​​opening up, so why bother with others.

Zhu Yijun sat up straight, straightened his collar, and said, "Prince Lu, please excuse me and take a seat. You are not taking a bath today, so why did you come to Tonghe Palace to find me?"

"My husband is a bit of both sides, both radical and conservative. In many things, he seems to care about the head rather than the bottom. But after watching it for so long, he is the one who is deciding which method is most beneficial to Ming Dynasty." Brother said There is no perfect policy, only the more appropriate policy that can be adopted at the moment."

"On the other hand, there are those people who are silent. They neither oppose nor support a government decree. They always look ambiguous. This is okay and that is okay. They seem to be following the crowd. Such people are like neutrals."

Studying the journey of the great road, will you be a donkey in the mill like your emperor? What time has it been? Your emperor is still reviewing memorials and playing tricks with the courtiers in the study room of Tonghe Palace.

"A beautiful woman from all over the world died by hanging herself. I have seen it, and it is true that she hanged herself." Feng Bao bowed his head and said.

"The Jin Party is a conservative party. They actually hate changes, because any change may affect their vested interests. If they become larger, they will be targeted by the court, and if they become weaker, their interests will be harmed. Therefore, they act conservatively and maintain The status quo is what they most want to see.”

Zhu Yili thought for a moment and said: "The Zhejiang Party is undoubtedly a radical faction. Their memorials and opinions are always more radical than Mr. Zhu. Their attitude towards the northern barbarians is to fight whenever they can. They also think the same way about overseas barbarians. Most of them What does Sima say, a dead Japanese pirate is a good Japanese pirate!"

Zhu Yijun is different. He is the emperor. He has to face these ups and downs since he succeeded to the throne, so he has to go to the Meridian Gate to be imprisoned and even kill people himself.

"Don't learn, don't learn, your majesty, I don't want to learn the journey of the great road. This journey of the great road is too hard!" Zhu Yixi's expression changed when he heard this. He waved his hands and said: "My brother is stupid and cannot learn the journey of the great road." OK."

This is really strange. Prince Zhu Yili of Lu was very polite and courteous. Zhu Yijun also showed off the emperor airs that he rarely showed in front of his younger brother. The smell came up after just scratching.

If he had a choice, Zhu Yili wanted to go to Guihua City, but he knew that he couldn't go to Beilu. If he went, His Majesty would have trouble sleeping and eating. Ming Dynasty had already had a successful experience in the Jingnan Campaign.

But what can be done? Imperial Master Zhang Juzheng also criticized His Majesty for having a benevolent heart.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhu Yiliu sat on the stool, bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to ask your Majesty to give you the art of imperial control."

"Yes!" Zhu Yijun couldn't help but nodded. This boy was very smart, but he was born a noble man and didn't want to work hard. Zhu Yijun smiled and asked, "What about Wan Dazai? Which faction does Wan Shihe belong to?"

Zhu Yijun understood what Zhu Yili was asking for, thought for a moment and said, "Prince Lu, I can teach you about the great path."

"What's the matter?" Zhu Yijun stopped his playful thoughts. As Zhu Yijun grew up, he rarely asked for anything other than being a beauty from all over the world.

"No more. You have nothing to do. Why hang yourself?" Zhu Yijun patted the table and signaled Zhu Yili to calm down.

"Of course, boy, come learn the art of Taoism from us. If you have this talent, how about I give you an identity and go to the border army to train for a few years, and then go to run a county in a place with fierce conflicts in the south of the Yangtze River?" Zhu Yijun? His eyes lit up, this kid must be hiding his clumsiness on weekdays.

"Actually, there are several techniques of imperial control. Let's teach you from the beginning. There is actually no difference between Prince Lu's Mansion and the Imperial Court. They are roughly divided into three factions. The first faction is the most radical in doing things, the second faction is extremely conservative in doing things, and the third faction is the most radical in doing things. The three factions remained silent." Zhu Yijun said with a smile: "Liu'er, you have followed our imperial family and listened to politics for such a long time. Can you analyze which faction the Zhejiang Party, the Chu Party, and the Jin Party belong to?"

"Brother, please see your majesty. Long live your majesty." King Zhu Yiliu of Lu behaved politely.

Zhu Yixun was a very smart man. Empress Dowager Li grounded him and asked him to follow the emperor to continue to govern the country. The Ming Dynasty was in full swing and he made a lot of profits. In the future, Zhu Yixun, the king of Lu, will probably be granted the title overseas. He today Even Prince Lu's Mansion can't control it. From that day on, when I go overseas, I'm afraid I'll be eaten up by my subordinates, and I don't know how I'll die.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Prince Lu is outside asking for an audience." A small yellow doorman hurriedly came to the imperial study room, interrupting Zhu Yijun's thoughts.

"Brother, do you want to listen to what you say, go to the border army to practice, and then go to the county hall to be the county magistrate?" Zhu Yiyi clenched his fists, his attitude was very determined, it sounded scary, how busy would he be? Who will favor the beauties from all over the world?

Zhu Yijun said helplessly: "That's alright. With the word "Hongyi", you can only insist on the beauties from all over the world. Can you tell me which of these three factions do you think you should be careful about the most?"

"Radical faction?" Zhu Yili asked in a daze.

"If you don't hold the radicals back, they can kill themselves, so why bother taking precautions?" Zhu Yijun shook his head and said.

Zhu Yili remembered the old incident of Tan Lun's plan to kill the third lady and provoke a war in Xuan Mansion. This radical group has always been radical in doing things. He can kill himself without anyone having to deal with him.

"Is that a conservative?" Zhu Yili asked again.

Zhu Yijun shook his head and said: "What conservatives dislike the most is change. They wish that the world would remain the same. If you don't want to revolutionize the old and make new changes, and just want to live and die, they are the most reliable, because they want status, status, and resources. They have the resources and are the most stable as long as they are guaranteed not to change.”

"Conservatives are also the largest group."

"Is it the neutral faction?" Zhu Yili asked in surprise.

Zhu Yijun nodded and said: "They are the neutral faction, Li'er, are there really people in Vanity Fair who will not fight or grab? Why would they want to enter the Vanity Fair if they don't fight for it? What makes them look around. It is the mentality of not fighting against the world. No? No, it’s weakness that makes them neutral. In Vanity Fair, there are no neutrals in this world. They are actually more dangerous than radicals because they are more hungry for change."

"Because only change can provide opportunities."

"It may be difficult to understand if you say it so dryly. Let me give you an example, Xu Jie!"

Zhu Yili was still confused at first, but when he heard the two words Xu Jie, he immediately understood it completely. He immediately said: "I understand! He deserves to be an imperial brother, that's it! Yes, Xu Jie has been in power for twenty years , once in power, it is simply abominable!”

Zhu Yili immediately understood what he should be afraid of most. There was no neutral faction. It was all because he did not have enough strength to fight and rob, so he waited for the opportunity. A biting dog did not bark, just like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows. Danger.

Zhu Yijun nodded and continued: "The first technique we want to teach you is the technique of balance. If you master this technique, you can at least sit back and relax."

"The art of balance is the simplest. Remember these words, give power to neutrals, benefits to conservatives, and reputation to radicals." "Neutrals are neutral because they are weak. They need power the most. When they have power, they will find others. People exchange favors and reputation, and slowly, neutral people will become what they once hated the most.”

"The radicals are the smallest and they need more support, so you give them fame and they get support and then they themselves perish."

"Conservatives have the largest number of people, but they are also the cornerstone for you to wait until death. If the benefits are given to them, your position will be more stable."

Zhu Yili thought for a moment, then immediately shook his head and said, "That's not right. If this continues, all the benefits will go to the conservatives. Then won't everyone become conservatives? What kind of balancing art is this?"

Zhu Yili discovered a blind spot. Where is the balance? The conservatives themselves are strong enough, and if they are given benefits, they will only get stronger and stronger.

Zhu Yijun smiled and said: "Hahaha, congratulations to our brother, you understand, you hate this distribution, right? It's okay if you hate it, it's not fair, but there is nothing fair in this world. In fact, this is a merger The fundamental reason is that maintaining the stability of the upper-level rule is the first prerequisite for people to eat and die!"

"You have to learn the art of imperial rule. You have to learn how to eat and wait for death. If you don't learn the ways of the great road, this is a slow death process in itself. However, the span of this kind of merger is as long as two to three hundred years."

"They all chose to wait for death and let the floods come to the sky after they die."

Zhu Yijun smiled and then stopped smiling. His expression became lost, and he leaned back in his chair, his expression getting uglier and uglier. He was obviously thinking of something very unpleasant. Zhang Juzheng was an outlier, and Zhu Yijun was also an outlier, from the Ming Dynasty. The road trip will inevitably come to an abrupt end after they leave.

It’s a really discouraging reality!

All efforts will be in vain in the end, all efforts will be in vain, and then they will embark on their destined fate.

A reform doomed to failure, a futile struggle.

Zhu Yijun quickly thought of Zhang Juzheng. Perhaps Zhang Juzheng already knew his inevitable ending, but he still resolutely embarked on this path. What is Hongyi? This is Hongyi.

Zhu Yijun quickly showed a smile. He was not the kind of person who was easily depressed. So what if he was doomed to fail? It's enough to have been here.

"This, this, this, is really despised behavior!" Zhu Yixuan said fiercely: "If we continue to distribute it like this, the benefits will be fixed! Stability is stable. Brother, can we balance it? The radical ones can also get some. What’s the benefit?”

"No." Zhu Yijun sat up straight, looked at Zhu Yili and said quite accurately: "If you want to eat and die, you are basically a conservative. When you give benefits to radicals, conservatives will kill you. Not once." Just twice, if twice doesn’t work, then ten times.”

"This..." Zhu Yili's young mind finally started to shut down.

Zhu Yijun continued: "If you want to reform the old and reform the past, you don't have to give benefits to the radicals. That is a dead end. The radicals themselves will gradually perish in the radicalization. If you want to reform the past and reform the past, you can only follow the great road, and techniques cannot achieve it. The great road requires clear rewards and punishments." , give it to whoever should give it, it’s too difficult.”

"Okay, when it comes to specific issues, your problem with Prince Lu's Mansion is very simple. Because of your preference, some people control both within three feet of you and three feet outside of you. You only need to use the power to Just make a distinction, give a lesson to the confidant you rely on most, and give the three feet to someone else."

"Life always finds its own way to survive."

"Thank you, brother! I understand! Brother Chen resigns, brother Huang, please continue your work!" Zhu Yili immediately understood the problem and left with a lot of gains.

Zhu Yili prefers the palace maid who wakes him up. He gets up every day on the palace maid who has facial cleanser. His excessive preference leads to her having too much power. She can bully anyone, so there is a problem in the palace.

Feng Bao froze on the spot. He felt inexplicably familiar. These things seemed familiar because they happened to him. At this time, Feng Daban immediately understood that His Majesty's ability to control his subordinates was innate. It was not taught by others.

"Feng Daban, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Yijun asked doubtfully.

"No, I just remembered my arrogance back then. Fortunately, Your Majesty felt that I was still useful. I could pretend to be powerful and bite ministers in the outer court, so I spared my life. I am still frightened." Feng Bao didn't mean to hide anything. Eight years have passed, but his memory is still fresh, and he dare not lie to His Majesty.

Your Majesty is really not easy to fool.

Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "You just saved your own life."

When Zhang Hong led Tishuai Zhu Xi and Xiaoti's cavalry to clear the Qianqing Palace, Feng Bao did not resist too much, but chose to accept the result. Even if his head was covered with blood, he still regarded the emperor as the emperor. Feng Bao did not resist. Bao saved himself. If he really wanted to cling to the power within three feet of the emperor, the grass on Feng Bao's grave would be three feet high now.

Zhu Yijun picked up the Overseas Chinese Chronicles in his hand and thought about the word civilization.

To destroy a civilization, we must attack it from two angles, and we must go hand in hand, one is the body, and the other is the spirit.

When the mines are controlled by the colonists and the indigenous civilization cannot progress and develop, the body will be gradually weakened due to expropriation, and the spirit will gradually converge with the colonists because the civilization cannot progress and develop. Eventually, the civilization will die, leaving only some relics. and wreckage, telling traces of past existence.

How unfortunate this is.

In October of the eighth year of Wanli, the weather in late autumn suddenly warmed up for three days, and then immediately began to cool down. Soon a heavy snowstorm spread across the northern provinces, turning the entire Ming Dynasty into a blanket of snow. Winter went as scheduled. Then, a winter snow came, and Qin Tianjian breathed a sigh of relief. His Majesty did not have to beg for snow this year.

Zhu Yijun carried Mrs. Tang to the Wenhua Hall. After the emperor and his ministers saw the ceremony, they began to discuss the matter.

"I am ashamed of your majesty's call." Ma Ziqiang was about to leave. His body really couldn't bear it anymore. He was supposed to resign and leave the court seven days ago, but suddenly he was so warm and so cold that he gave birth. After an illness, it snowed heavily today. After he recovered a little, he came to say goodbye.

"When I was young, I was tired of studying, was not good at work, and was not good at morality. This bothered the eldest uncle. I tried my best to persuade him to stay. However, the eldest uncle was in poor health and had many affairs in the country. After leaving the court this time, the eldest uncle must take good care of his health. I will He often sent great medical officers there." The books Zhu Yijun studied, including "Direct Interpretations of the Four Books", "Illustrated Commentary on the Emperor's Manual", and "Tongjian of the Ministry of History" were all printed by Ma Ziqiang, and Ma Ziqiang started studying for the prince since Zhu Yijun was established. Bachelor of lecturing.

"I thank your Majesty for your kindness." Ma Ziqiang saluted again. He stood up and looked around the Wenhua Hall. He was quite reluctant to give up, but his body could no longer support him to continue to serve the Ming Dynasty and be loyal to Your Majesty.

Ma Ziqiang dragged his tired body and left. Zhu Yijun specially arranged a car to see him off. He parked outside the Wenhua Hall. The car was sealed with rubber strips to prevent cold wind from blowing into the car.

"Sir, I actually don't want the great uncle to leave the court. This man has only one chance to live. I'm really afraid that he will lose all his hope and leave." Zhu Yijun said with a solemn expression.

Zhang Juzheng thought for a while and said: "Your Majesty, birth, old age, illness and death are human nature."

Guo Chaobin is about to leave the court. He will leave after Wang Daokun returns to Beijing.

"Let the court discuss." Zhu Yijun looked outside the palace. When the car drove towards the left door, he waved his hand, as if to say goodbye, and also seemed to let Zhang Juzheng preside over the court meeting.

"Today the court recommends the Minister of Rites." Zhang Juzheng sat up straight. The Minister of Rites was in charge of the imperial examinations. In the early days of the country, the Ministry of Rites was the head of the six departments. It was not until the Jiajing period that the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel was called the official of heaven.

"Sir, do you have a suitable candidate?" Zhu Yijun asked about Zhang Juzheng without waiting for others to speak. Ma Ziqiang was Zhang Juzheng's man. Zhu Yijun interrupted the court discussion and asked Zhang Juzheng directly, in order to continue to leave the position of Minister of Rites to Zhang Dang. , this is not a test, the test is before the court meeting, he asked in front of everyone, it is to express his position.

They have been foxes for thousands of years, and everyone knows what the emperor means.

It is clear that no matter how outrageous the rumors are, His Majesty still regards Zhang Juzheng as a minister of the humerus and the emperor's master. His Majesty respects Zhang Juzheng's opinions on major personnel appointments.

"I have no one to recommend." Zhang Juzheng quickly bowed his head and said.

Zhang Juzheng does not intend to recommend candidates. He is now gradually handing over power and returning all the imperial power that has been overtaken. He has been doing this. He has not made preparations for the candidates for the Minister of Rites.

"Pan Sheng, the second in the 20th year of Jiajing, the editor of the Ming Dynasty Huidian, the former Minister of Rites, and the crown prince Taibao entered the court as the Minister of Rites." Seeing that Zhang Juzheng refused to recommend it, Zhu Yijun directly appointed a candidate.

Pan Sheng, Zhang Juzheng's tutor and Minister of Rites, was involved in the major events of the Ming Dynasty's rectification of academic affairs. In the 35th year of Jiajing, Pan Sheng offered wine to the Imperial College because he refused to write Qingci for the Taoist master, so he became an official and returned home. In the 4th year of Longqing , Pan Sheng became the Minister of Rites, and later became the chief minister because of his disciple Zhang Juzheng, and became an official again.

Pan Sheng also had an identity as Feng Bao's teacher, who was Feng Bao's teacher when he was studying in his study.

"I recommend Yu Youding, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites." Tan Lun recommended Yu Youding, the mainstay of the Zhejiang Party, who was a Jinshi in the 41st year of Jiajing, and was considered a good candidate.

"I recommend Xu Xuemo, the right minister of the Ministry of Punishment." Wang Chonggu also recommended someone. This person was a Jinshi in the 29th year of Jiajing. Although he was from Nanjing, he was from the Jin Party. When Wang Chonggu resisted the enemy in Datong, Xuanxuan Mansion, Xu Xuemo was in Xuanxuan. The chief presiding officer is in charge of other matters.

The three candidates were at loggerheads. Pan Sheng's identity was too special. He was both Zhang Juzheng's teacher and Feng Bao's teacher. This time, the Zhang Party's power was too expanded. Both the Jin Party and the Zhejiang Party opposed this candidate, and Although Yu Youding has a reputation as a virtuous person, his qualifications are still relatively low and he may not be able to convince the public.

Xu Xuemo was suitable in all aspects, but what was inappropriate was that he was a member of the Jin Party. If Xu Xuemo really wanted to enter the Wenhua Hall, Wang Chonggu would have to give up the position of Minister of the Ministry of Punishment. He didn't want to give up, so the recommendation was not strong.

When you reach the position of Ming Gong, who is who is a false proposition in itself.

Letting Wang Chonggu transfer real power to the so-called "own people" would be irresponsible to the Jin Party.

"I recommend Wan Shihe." Hai Rui looked around and chose to speak. With such a recommendation, there would be no fuss. Hai Rui recommended the most suitable person.

Wan Shihe works in the Ministry of Personnel and is in charge of the Ministry of Rites all day long, so it is better to let Wan Shihe return to the Ministry of Rites.

"I think it's okay." Wang Chonggu immediately expressed his opinion. He had no objection. Anyway, everyone was opposed to Xu Xuemo's entry into the court, so it was better to go with the flow. Wan Shihe, as the imperial party, couldn't be more suitable. Zhang Juzheng was personally in charge of the staff and would not be involved. what is the problem.

"I have no objection." Tan Lun just wanted to give it a try, but Yu Youding's qualifications were still shallow.

"What do Wan Dazai think?" Zhang Juzheng asked Wan Shihe what he thought. Everyone had their own people and plans, and it was not a big deal to quarrel.

Wan Shihe looked around, smiled and said, "Then I will do my part?"

(End of this chapter)