Listening to politics behind a curtain?Kill the Queen Mother at the beginning!

Chapter 70

"Lord Luo, this..."

Listening to Luo Congee's light words,
Wang Ruling only felt dizzy and dizzy, and the ringing in her ears continued.

"Lord Luo, I'm an official, let me say the last word with courage. The scholars involved in this matter are different from the rebels and bald donkeys that I, Jin Yiwei, killed before."

"They are the foundation of the country. If they kill too many, they will be cut off from the world, and the hearts of countless scholars in the world will be chilled..."

"Lord Luo, if you take that position in the future, you will need someone to help govern the world and manage the people. You can't rely on our Jin Yiwei gang to handle political affairs, right?"

Looking at Luo Porridge, Wang Ruling sincerely advised, at this time, he completely tore away the fig leaf, and spoke bluntly about the future situation.

"Oh?"

"It's hard to leave them,"

"Is this official supposed to be unable to sit firmly in that position?"

Luo porridge plays with flavor.

But I also knew from the bottom of my heart that Wang Ruling couldn't be blamed for this matter. There was no way that the status of scholars these days was indeed different, and it was already deeply ingrained.

There is a saying that "everything is inferior, only reading is high."

Not only the court,

Even the wind direction in the market is the same.

If there is a scholar in the family of ordinary people, he must be worshiped as an ancestor. Even if he eats chaff and swallowed vegetables, he will not be short of a mouthful of flour. Even if he sells iron, he must buy the four books and five classics.

I only look forward to the day when he is in high school, a mere child can make a family hold their heads high in the village, even if he is just a scholar, it is enough to make that family walk in style in ten miles and eight towns.

If he wins Juren, it will be even more remarkable. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is honoring his ancestors. Besides, there are real benefits, but the property under his name is not taxed.

It's just that I never thought of it that way.

After all,
There are many scholars in the world,
There are many scholars who want to be officials.

"Wang Tongzhi, do you know that people who work in the world are the cheapest?"

Luo Porridge withdrew his thoughts and asked calmly.

"Of course it's the bitch and whore!"

Wang Ruling said without thinking.

"No."

"Could it be?"

"A pawn in the marketplace?"

"A witch in the countryside?
"A petty thief who steals and steals in the business?"

At the end of Wang Ruling's talk, her gaze also became suspicious, and she told most of the people who were engaged in down-to-earth fashion in one breath, but she still didn't satisfy him.

"The officer thinks,"

"The bones of those literati are the cheapest."

Luo porridge is neither sick nor slow.

"Lord Luo, although it is written in the law that the Son of Heaven breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people, everyone in the world knows that there are different classes of people, and there are naturally differences in the professions they engage in."

"Borrowing a rural slang, Xiaguan said, first-rate emperor, second-rate sage, third-rate hermit, fourth-rate child fairy, fifth-rate literati, sixth-rate warrior, seventh-rate farmer, eighth-rate First-rate craftsmen, nine-rate merchants."

"And those literati who read books have been at the forefront of the upper class since ancient times, how can they be said to be contemptuous?"

Wang Ruling was puzzled.

"Wang Tongzhi, let me ask you a question, whether you believe it or not, it doesn't matter how many scholars I killed by this action."

"It doesn't affect the situation after I sit in that position."

Luo Congee said with great interest.

"Sir, don't believe me!"

"The lower officials have never heard of such an example of killing so many scholars in one fell swoop."

Wang Ruling shook her head cruelly.

"Oh?"

"Don't believe it?"

"Try it and you'll know?"

Luo Porridge didn't say much, there is no such example in this world, but there are many examples in his previous life. The same person with the surname Zhu was not so polite to those literati.

Although the latecomers are despicable, they still killed those scholars, their heads rolled, and they were regarded as cattle and horses, and domestic slaves. I also saw a few rebels, and they were still scrambling to become officials, lest they fall to others. back.

History is far more absurd than imagined. After all, the more you kill him, the more humble he will be, and the more you respect him, the more presumptuous he will be.

"Wang Tongzhi, let's go and gather people."

"I can't wait to prove it."

After Luo Porridge finished speaking, he walked out of the city. He had to choose a good place for those scholars who sacrificed their lives for righteousness. After all, they would have to stay there for the rest of their lives.

In addition, you have to personally supervise and supervise,

In case the hole is too small,

There are too many people here,

What if I can't bury it?
……

In the imperial city,
imperial study room,
Even in the middle of the night, candles are still lit,
"Your Majesty, please rest for a while."

"Let's eat something."

Cao Zhengchun walked into the imperial study with a tray in his hand, looked at Zhu Ming who was still immersed in reviewing the memorial, and advised him.

"Leave it alone."

Zhu Ming waved his hand and said, Cao Zhengchun didn't say too much when he heard the sound, but subconsciously lowered his steps, and after trying it, he put the cooked rice porridge in his palm.

"Bring it here."

After a long time,
Only then did Zhu Ming put down the ink brush and said.

"You slave has a heart."

Zhu Ming scooped up a spoonful of soup with a spoon, felt the warm rice grains between his lips and teeth, and cursed with a smile.

"What's the use of staying by my side all day long if you don't take care of the affairs of the Dongji Incident Factory?"

"By the way, how is the recruitment of East Factory going?"

Zhu Ming asked after finishing half a bowl of hot porridge.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, your body is the most important thing for a slave."

"In addition, there are people in the East Factory personally selected by the ancestors as the elite backbone. The general structure of the East Factory can be considered to be set up. The old slave has personally selected some elite fans from it, and stared at the Jinyiwei first. Dare to delay a little bit."

Cao Zhengchun replied respectfully.

"Well, as long as there is no delay."

Hearing the sound, Zhu Ming glanced at the shadow of the Imperial Study Room, frowned slightly, and didn't like anyone to intervene, but he didn't say much after all, after all, his loyalty was unmatched by others.

"Did you find out some news about the banquet hosted by my pro-military commander yesterday?"

Zhu Ming continued to ask.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, it is generally considered to have been found out."

"According to the information from Fanzigui, Moyue rewarded nearly a million taels of silver that night, and two thousand households each received 20 taels."

"Humph!"

"A total of one million taels,"

"What a great handwriting!"

"It's enough to be willing to treat his confidants!"

"His attack is even richer than mine!"

Zhu Ming snorted coldly, knowing that a few days ago when he had set up the second-rank job for him, he only gritted his teeth and rewarded him with 10 taels of silver and some gold.

Nowadays, it is just a thousand households who are rewarded with 20 taels of silver. How can this move make me feel so embarrassed?
"Forget it, these few days you don't go around the palace anymore, and keep an eye on Jin Yiwei. If there is any trouble, you can report it to the Prime Minister before entering the palace."

Zhu Ming suddenly thought of the amount of money that Luo Porridge had handed over to the national treasury and the internal treasury, and felt furious, even though he deliberately leaked some money from his fingers to let him expand the Jinyiwei.

But, I didn't expect this person to be so greedy. Calculated like this, he probably only paid half of it, and I returned the fucking half. It's really abominable!
"In addition, find an excuse as soon as possible to clean up his confidantes who are eating the imperial salary and swallowing private money..."

Zhu Ming gritted his teeth.

When I think of money, my teeth itch with hatred. A few days ago, I was so anxious to raise food and money for the Northern Expedition, how could he make a fortune silently?

"Old slave, take orders!"

Hearing the sound, Cao Zhengchun knelt down, looking at Zhu Ming who was so furious that he was about to scold his mother, and thinking of the silver notes worth a million taels in his arms, he felt a sense of shame for no reason.

"Old slave, leave!"

"Well, let's go."

……

Outside the Royal Study Room,

"call……"

A cold wind blows,
The guilt in my heart has dissipated invisible,

Cao Zhengchun hurried to the East Factory with a whisk in his hand, not because he had no conscience, but at the moment he had to think carefully about how to deal with those "backbones" in the East Factory.

(End of this chapter)