golden scales

After Zhu Cilang received Feng Yuanhui, he asked Lu Suyao to convey to the Ministry of Officials that Feng Yuanhui's qualifications were transferred to the Sheren Division. .

Feng Yuanhui had no other clothes other than the Xiezhi official uniform, so he had to buy new ones on the way. For this, he also borrowed three liang of silver from Zhu Cihong, and he will not be able to repay it until the salary is paid next month.

This move is somewhat puzzling.Maybe it's to show that you are honest and not selfish with your colleagues, or maybe you want to learn from ancient celebrities and think it is flaunting.Anyway, Zhu Cihong has seen the wind and rain. Since Feng Yuanhui dared to speak, he dared to borrow it. At worst, he would be a supporting role in the history books of later generations, but it also seemed to be magnanimous.

As for Feng Yuanhui's suggestion of "local law, local rules", Zhu Cihong still couldn't let it go.

Dali Temple only has the right to discuss laws in his hands, but it is hard to say how it will evolve in the future.

Will there be a "great usurpation" like the US Supreme Court in later generations?

Will it turn the power of deliberation into the power of legislation?

If the "right to discuss laws" is delegated to the local governments, it is necessary to introduce a "judicial review" system to judge whether local rural regulations conform to the laws of the Ming Dynasty.This seems simple, nothing more than adding a review agency, but the result is terrible-this will be the fast track to "constitutionalization", otherwise where will the judgment standard come from?Even if Zhu Cihong's son is still a time traveler, as long as he doesn't have a legal background, he is still very likely to be entrapped by the newly trained Daming judge.

Now Zhu Cihong is a crown prince who monopolizes power, and it can even be said that Jinkou has made a constitution.In terms of his character, if he has no power, he will fight for it. How can he let go of the power when he holds the power?

The joy of workaholics is to see their impact on society and the changes brought about by the fruits of their labor.The more profound the impact and the greater the change, the greater the sense of self-satisfaction.

What are you playing if you don't have power?Are you wasting your good life just like those losers?

As the convoy moved forward, Zhu Cihong also met with many village elders, farmers, and instructors along the way.The vast majority of people were in awe of him when they saw him, and they were so excited that they could speak incoherently.At the same time, a few officials who slipped through the net were caught. They could escape the sharp eyes of the Ministry of Officials and the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but they could not escape the wise eyes of the crown prince: because the crown prince is too clear about the powers and responsibilities he has given to local officials. In the middle, if they can still flatter, then there must be something wrong.

It just so happens that Liaodong lacks a large number of officials now, so arresting one counts as one.

After ten days of traveling, the convoy arrived at Renqiu County, Hejian Prefecture, which is less than three hundred miles away from Yanjing.Feng Yuanhui's brilliant life started here, and now he revisited his hometown, wearing a student blue shirt, standing among a bunch of "birds", which is particularly eye-catching.

Only he and the crown prince were wearing ordinary clothes, and people who didn't know the truth were really taken aback.

Zhu Cihong chose to stay in Renqiu not because he wanted to see Feng Yuanhui's reputation here, but because he had finally made a decision to carry out a pilot project of "communicating with business and discussing township rules and regulations" in Renqiu County, Hejian Prefecture.Because Feng Yuanhui has established certain contacts with several big families in this county, there is a certain foundation of trust and communication channels for this as a pilot project.

During the short ten-day trip, Zhu Cihong has adjusted his mentality, suppressed his desire for power, and made compromises.If he refuses to make this step now, someone will probably cut off the heads of his descendants in the future to force the royal family to make concessions.The times are advancing, even if you can't get on the express train of history, you have to avoid the wheels from running over you.

In the end, Zhu Cihong decided that there could be township regulations as local regulations, and the power of review still belonged to the emperor.

After making this decision, Zhu Cihong felt in a trance that he was following in the footsteps of Emperor Taizu Gao. Could this be the influence of blood on human spirit?

Controlling the power of judicial review is equivalent to blocking the water pipe that opens the tap with your hand.As soon as the emperors of later generations let go, a torrent would gushe out.But now Zhu Cihong can't take care of it anymore, because if you don't follow the express train of history, you will die faster if you crash into it.And he just saved Daming, so don't let future generations say strange things like "Ming died in Zhu Cihong".

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"Little official Wu!"

"Brother Wu!"

"Officer Wu!"

Wu Sunchang was sweating all over his face, and his head was steaming faintly, like a fairy in a legendary story.He hurried past, not forgetting to greet the people along the way.Everyone knew that he was busy now, so they shouted more enthusiastically on purpose, as if they wanted to hold him and have a good talk, so that Wu Sunchang could move faster, almost at a loss what to do.

He ran all the way outside the city, and shouted from a distance: "Sister Qiaoer, no strangers have come recently, right?"

"Why not? The prince is full of strangers when he arrives in Renqiu." Sister Qiao'er's tea shed was full of guests, but none of them were in the mood to drink tea.

Wu Sunchang only glanced at it, and found that among the tea customers were Dongchang, Jinyiwei, county policemen, soldiers of all kinds, etc. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I'm going to visit other places. If there is any suspicious person, you must report to me." After saying that, he lifted his legs and left.

Sister Qiao'er looked at Wu Sunchang who was running away profusely, and then looked back at the guests gathered in her tea shop, and thought to herself: If there is someone who can be worthy, it's my turn to report him, I'm afraid it will be early Captured by these people.Forget it, they won't leave anyway, they happened to watch the store for me, so that I could see the prince's demeanor.

Sister Qiao'er took a look at a guest who had been coming every day for the past few days, and knew that he was a policeman from the county.Because I am a local, it is easier to speak than other foreigners.She stepped forward to refill the tea and said: "Guest officer, please help take care of it, I will go back and take care of the house, and I will be right back."

The policeman dressed as a guest had no choice but to nod and said: "Sister-in-law, please come back soon, we will be leaving later."

"I'll save it." Sister Qiao'er was nimble, and left as soon as she said it.

When Sister Qiao'er returned to the Zhuangzi, she would already be on the third floor and the third floor, and even the walls were full of people, making it impossible to squeeze in.

Right now, when the winter is slack, villagers from several Zhuangzi nearby have come to see Mr. Taiwei Xing who descended to the earth. If it weren't for the first division of the Guards to form the wall, Zhu Cihong might have been overwhelmed by the crowd.

Xiao Mo personally went into battle with the guards led by Min Ziruo to protect Zhu Cihong, and also sent firecrackers to the wall, set up turtledove footguns, and prepared to deal with emergencies.

Ren Qiuxian was also present at the moment, and he was already frightened to the point of wilting, for fear that there would be an accident that would frighten the crown prince.Only now did he realize that what it means to have fun with the people is a drudgery where the top slaps the head and the bottom frightens people to death.If I had known that the Crown Prince would choose this place, even if I was begging for food, I would have to build a wall around the Shenming Pavilion here!

He knew that in some places, he just chose a house and hung the plaque of "Shenming Pavilion".At that time, I was quite disapproving: there is not even a pavilion, so what is it called "Shenming Pavilion"?But now he has realized the ingenuity of others, and this is what he is guarding against.

In fact, Zhu Cihong chose it at random, because it is not far from the county seat, and it is not difficult for the elderly in nearby villages and towns to come here. Moreover, there are many tea and water sellers in this village, and it is close to the official road, so it is indeed suitable for borrowing.

After receiving the summons from the Crown Prince, Renqiu County immediately took action and invited all the registered old people to this little-known Qu's Manor.

It is said that Qujiazhuang used to be the Zhuangzi of Chenghua Jinshi Qu Shen, but Qu's surname is not Renqiu's common surname, and the Qu clan's influence in Renqiu is not great. It can be seen that the rise of a clan is not enough only by a Jinshi.

At this moment, the old people sitting around Zhu Cihong are all the patriarchs of the Renqiu clan.

From the reign of Yongle, families with eight surnames migrated to Renqiu one after another. They lived here for more than two hundred years and became the big families here. They are Bian, Li, Liu, Gao, Guo, Shu, Min, and Xie.The eight-surnamed family may not have produced many Jinshi, but the success is that they have produced more people, and they have always maintained sufficient influence in the local area.

After the national change, Hejian Mansion was reduced to an occupied area, these eight clans were reduced to refugees, their property was plundered, but their influence is still there.

In addition to the core patriarchs of the eight clans, there are also patriarchs of other families.It is convenient to invite these people, because where there is a ancestral hall, there is a patriarch, so if you are sure, you will never run away.And the ranking is also easy, as long as the family's ancestral hall is bigger, you can know the influence of this family.

The trouble is those old people in the village who are over 60 years old.They are often of limited status and do not belong to a clan.Or there are not many generations from outside, and the foundation is still shallow.Or the clan members who have no support in the clan cannot afford to build an ancestral hall.It's just that out of the tradition of respecting and respecting the elderly, the crown prince must invite them to come forward when he goes to the countryside.The more local elders there are, the more it proves that the government is clean and the officials have face.It's the same reason that leaders of later generations like to look at children with red scarves.

The village elders and peasant elders of each village are located in the outermost circle, and they have been lined up a few circles outside the pavilion.

After the simple exchange of pleasantries, Zhu Cihong stepped into the main topic, and became serious: "Masters, do the local prefectures and counties follow the regulations to rest the people and rest, and have you ever harassed the village?"

The old people present waved their hands and said: "Renqiu County rests with the people, opens warehouses to provide food, builds water conservancy, and encourages farmers to reclaim wasteland. He is even more honest and upright. He does not corrupt the people for a single cent. He is really a good official that is unmatched in the world."

When Ren Qiuxian heard this, he was happy in his heart, but his face was red to the ears.He really didn't feel that he had done anything, he just followed His Royal Highness's plan one by one.

"Renqiu county magistrate has done a good job, should everyone help out?" Zhu Cihong squeezed out a smile.

When the patriarchs heard this, they thought that the crown prince was asking for money, and expressed their opinions one after another: As long as the country is useful, it needs people to produce people, and things to produce things, and it will not be stingy.

This is also just after the war, the Crown Prince has fished them out of the water, otherwise how could he be so bachelor.

"I don't want anything else, just one: establish township regulations and civil agreements, and all clans and clans will follow the same laws as the national law!" Zhu Cihong said loudly.

There was a chill.

The Bian Clan has a long history of high virtue, stood up and said: "Your Highness, there are many village regulations and civil agreements in this village, and they all follow the laws of the country." (To be continued.)