Jingtai Fengyun: The First Absurd Emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 863: Two ministers, two ministers, the emperor and the prince promote important ministers
Ten days later, Zhu Qiyu finally took the time to pay attention to the court situation.

Most people spend three days fishing and two days drying the nets. Zhu Qiyu now works one day at a time and rests for half a month.

Regarding Zhu Wenfang's promotion of two ministers at once, Zhu Qiyu only smiled slightly.

Nowadays, the selection of important ministers in the Jingtai Dynasty is still not normal. Zhu Qiyu has never been interested in selecting important ministers at the level of minister and minister.

There is nothing that can be done about it. It would take twenty or thirty years for a civil servant to go from being a Jinshi in high school to being promoted to the rank of Minister. This must be when his official career goes smoothly and he does not encounter any setbacks.

The earliest batch of Jinshi in the Jingtai Dynasty has been less than ten years old, so it is a bit unreasonable to promote them to ministers so quickly.

The ministers and ministers currently being promoted are either Xuande Jinshi or orthodox Jinshi.

Zhu Qiyu was too self-aware to be so stupid as to think that these proclaimed and orthodox disciples of the emperor would be impressed by his domineering spirit.

Then Zhu Qiyu's negative attitude is easy to understand. What is the purpose of promoting a bunch of important civil servants who sympathize with Xuande and are orthodox, just to make them create obstacles for me?

The more important ministers you promote, the more uncomfortable you will be, so you might as well do nothing.

Then the Ming Dynasty's national power was continuously extended to the west.

I promoted two ministers, and he promoted two ministers. Are you trying to challenge me? "

This is the same as Chongzhen's dilemma. The more you do, the worse the result will be, and the faster you will die. If you keep doing it, you will become the number one Batulu in the Qing Dynasty.

It doesn't matter to Zhu Qiyu that Zhu Wenfang directly appoints two ministers. After all, the Ministry of Industry has indeed reached the point where it is impossible not to appoint two ministers.

As for Zhu Wenfang's request to continue extending the straight road from Hami to Ganzhou eastward, it doesn't matter. After the straight road is repaired, it will continue to extend eastward and westward.

No results will be seen in this short period of time, but it is laying the foundation for future generations.

It reaches Xi'an in the east and Samarkand in the west, connecting Shaanxi, Gansu, Hami, Turpan and Ili.

He Yi replied: "What kind of arena are you fighting? Ma Ang and Li Bing should have been promoted long ago, but they have been kept in the post of governor. The Holy Master gave them the title of Minister to appease them.

The next day, in Qingyun Pavilion, Zhu Wenfang saw her father's instructions and was quite puzzled, so she smiled at He Yi and said, "Master, what does your father mean by this?

If Chongzhen did nothing, he would have been able to survive for a few more years.

Zhu Qiyu read all the recent important events, and then issued only one edict: Li Bing was promoted to the Ministry of War, and he continued to patrol Shanxi; Ma Ang was appointed to the Ministry of War, and he continued to patrol Gansu.

Direct appointment is better than court recommendation, and better than drawing lots and drawing lots.

Zhu Qiyu learned this lesson, and the ministers called me Holy Sage on weekdays, and I agreed. But when it comes time for me to do something, even if it's absurd and different, you can't stop me even if you shout at your throat.

And next, they have to do the dirty work.

Another big problem of Chongzhen was to seek fame and reputation. He was praised as a holy master by Donglin civil servants, put on a high hat and put on a high platform, and he couldn't get down at all. Even when I was hanging on the crooked neck tree, I still couldn't let go of the plot of the Holy Lord.

After finishing the work, Zhu Qiyu continued to play with flowers and plants at home with his concubines, but still did not go out.

The Ming Dynasty was so fantasy and abstract, but in the Chongzhen Dynasty, the ministers of the cabinet were determined by drawing lots.

Gansu needs to build straight roads, and Shanxi needs to carry out land and population censuses. These two tasks are not easy to do.

Didn't you see that none of the Tiance Guard soldiers came back, and they were all stationed in Datong. Along with them were the 10,000 Xiaoqi Battalion and the 10,000 Divine Machine Battalion.

In addition, Zhang Yong and Wang Qin were sent to supervise the army, and they both had secret orders. If the powerful gentry in Shanxi dared to disobey the law, a massacre would follow. "

"A massacre? It's not like that!"

He Yi shook his head: "Let's talk behind closed doors. The powerful gentry in Shanxi hate the Holy One with all their teeth, and the Holy One hates them with all his teeth.

This time we conducted an inventory of land and population, and if we didn’t do it properly, we would be in trouble. "

After all, Zhu Wenfang was young and had little experience, so he didn't understand. It was obvious that those people in Shanxi were tricking his uncle. Why would his father be so bitter and hateful?

He Yi understood what Zhu Wenfang was thinking and continued: "So many people died in the Tumu Fort Incident, and the unfortunate soldiers who suffered were so innocent.

There were also those nobles, civil servants, and generals, especially the old British princes, who had great military exploits and high prestige, but died on the battlefield in an extremely humiliating way.

Just thinking about it makes me sigh. "

Zhu Wenfang nodded repeatedly and agreed: "I am indeed very aggrieved, but my father has stationed 50,000 personal troops in Datong, which is too many. How many people do you plan to kill?"

He Yi replied: "Whoever dares to disobey the imperial edict will have his entire family killed, no matter how high it is, until no one resists.

Now entering a new stage, the negative influence brought by Prince Yuanshou must be completely eliminated and the supreme authority of the Ming Emperor must be rebuilt.

Moreover, Dayuan still has many lingering influences, and the Holy One is prepared to eradicate them completely. "

Zhu Wenfang was even more puzzled when he heard this: "What is the legacy of Dayuan, what is your father referring to?"

“When the Yuan Dynasty ruled China, they implemented a tax farming system, which meant collecting fixed taxes from various places every year.

For the Emperor Yuan and the dignitaries, all you have to do is communicate well with the local powerful gentry and pay the extra taxes.

For the rest, the Yuan Dynasty does not care what you do or do at the local level.

As long as you pay enough taxes, it doesn't matter whether you are rolling around or doing somersaults in the local area. The emperor doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.

Because of Dayuan's generosity, civil servants and gentry loved Dayuan to death.

For example, the proportion of Jinshi who died for the country at the end of the Yuan Dynasty was much higher than the proportion of Jinshi who died for the country at the end of the Song Dynasty.

Those Han Jinshi rushed to serve the Yuan Dynasty and were much more loyal to the Song Dynasty court than the Song Dynasty Jinshi.

The Han people love foreigners to the death, just think about what the world is like. "

Zhu Wenfang's eyes widened: "There is such a thing. How did the Han people die for the Mongols in the late Yuan Dynasty? Is there any relevant history book? I want to read it."

He Yi smiled and said: "The history of the Yuan Dynasty compiled by our Ming Dynasty, as well as related historical materials, were all burned by the Holy Emperor.

From now on, except for Genghis Khan, Kublai Khan, Wang Baobao, Ye Xian and a few others, the rest of Mongolia will turn into dust and disappear completely in the long river of history.

The Han loyal ministers including the Yuan Dynasty will also disappear completely, leaving no trace in the history books, as if they never existed.

From now on, if the Mongolians are allowed to learn Chinese, write Chinese characters, and speak Chinese, they will all be assimilated in just a few generations.

This is also true for Korea, Japan, Annan, Myanmar and other provinces. The Holy One wants to build an empire that spans thousands of miles, with books on the same page and cars on the same track, where the sun never sets. "

(End of this chapter)