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317 Chapter 317 It's You (1)

The Qingliu of the Ming Dynasty has been difficult since the Hongwu Dynasty.

The noble scholars of all dynasties are not only students of the emperor, but also rich and romantic. They dare to express their opinions directly, and even offend the king. Some of them can even despise the king...

But in the Ming Dynasty, do you dare?

No matter how beautiful your writing is rare in ancient and modern times, whether you are a dynasty or an official in the world, you must be a human being with your tail between your legs.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Laozi, was not proud of scholars.

Emperor Taizu Gao once wrote such a poem, chattering a few crows, muttering and croaking. Today I am looking for happiness, and I will be terrified tomorrow morning!

From this poem, we can see that the emperors of the Ming Dynasty were not only unsatisfied with scholars, but also dislike scholars. They hated scholars to speak, dislike scholars to be troubled, and dislike scholars to make a big deal...

In this regard, Emperor Taizu Gao is very similar to Emperor Gaozu of Han, who even took off his hat from a Confucian scholar and urinated inward!

Later, Emperor Taizu Gao appointed the crown prince, which is the current emperor.

When the emperor was in the Eastern Palace, he looked quite respectful and respectful. He had a bit of the demeanor of Emperor Xiaokang, but after he was in charge of the Eastern Palace, he immediately showed his temperament like Emperor Taizu Gao.

It can be used by scholars who are noble and noble, but not very useful. It is just used as a storefront for scholars all over the world, and military and national affairs are completely excluded.

Moreover, he would sharpen his knives from time to time and kill several corrupt officials to sacrifice to heaven.

But these days, the wind direction suddenly changed completely.

First, among the officials of the Jiangnan Division, the Minister Li Zhigang was appointed to the imperial envoy to go to the north to investigate the illegal gentry.

Later, he appointed Fang Xiaoru, a Hanlin scholar, as a Taoist patrol officer, to supervise the world's academic style, and to inspect the world's official schools.

This directly made the Jiangnan freshmen who had been silent for a long time in the Ming Dynasty and were ecstatic.

They should be used like this!

These noble scholars are just helping the king to govern the world.

Punish stingy, promote education, and govern the country with the sage's articles of benevolence and filial piety.

For a moment, the Qinggui faction, who suddenly turned over in the court, had a stance that the east wind overwhelmed the west wind.

In private, someone even whispered, and the emperor finally lost his way and knew that he could govern the country with culture and carry the truth with literature.

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After half a month.

One foot of time is almost entering July.

The flowers in the imperial garden are even more colorful and colorful.

Early in the morning, Zhu Gaochi walked square steps, holding a bowl of iced sour plum soup in his hand, and smiled into the duty room of Nan Study Room.

After nodding and greeting the ministers, I sat comfortably in my own seat.

The next second, he couldn't laugh.

Because in front of him, the thick memorials were piled up higher than his head.

He looked at the Qianqing Palace with some reluctance and complained in his heart, "Are you just making a study room to be lazy? You have left all these jobs to the me, you are so leisurely!"

Now this emperor is two different ways to rule by Emperor Taizu Gao. Emperor Taizu Gao does everything himself, while this person is trying to capture the big and let the small.

But, but, but...

Letting a small person does not mean not asking. He can let a small person go, but whoever makes a mistake in small matters is no worse than Emperor Taizu Gao.

Zhu Gaochi felt sorry for his heart, but he picked up a memorial, glanced at him and frowned.

"Crazy? The Kong family's cases are all ironclad cases. They are still holding on to them and they say they want to restore the title of Yan Shenggong? Who wrote it, let me take a look?"

Thinking of it, he glanced at the signature.

No wonder the Qingliu of Hanlin Academy!

"Needle!" He cursed in his heart, threw the memorial aside, and picked up another one.

This memorial is written in good style, with strong and powerful writing.

"During the Taizu period, Zhejiang was very harsh, and its tax was multiples of the rest of the world. The grain alone was as high as two million stones a year. The people of Zhejiang were already overwhelmed and suffered a lot. Now the saint ruler is in power, please exempt 30% of the money and grain from Zhejiang. Then the people of Zhejiang must be grateful for the holy grace!"

Zhu Gaochi frowned immediately and cursed in his heart, "Who the hell is this?"

He scolded him and looked at the signature, and cursed in his heart, "No wonder! Humph, I'm so arrogant!"

The person who signed the memorial was an official from a wealthy family in Zhejiang Province and a pen in the clear stream.

In the early years, when the Ming Dynasty was founded, Emperor Taizu Gao set a tax twice as much as other provinces because the Zhejiang people missed Zhang Shicheng.

But the emperor had just ascended the throne and pushed this matter. Now everyone is paying the same. Moreover, because of the promotion of maritime trade, it also allows Zhejiang to replace grain with money and cloth instead of grain.

Suddenly, Zhu Gaochi's face became strange and his eyes turned.

"Please exempt the emperor from duty? Is this what the Qingliu people have introduced to test the emperor's words?" Zhu Gaochi said in his heart, "Well, not only should we test the emperor's words, but we should also seek credit and sell fame, which makes him look handsome!"

Thinking of it, a smirk appeared on his face.

Put the compilation compiled by Hanlin Academy separately on the left side of the book case.

That's a while, they'll present it to the emperor for preview.

"You are leisurely? I'll find something for you! You are arrogant and I'll find something for you Qingliu!" Zhu Gaochi said in his heart, "Do you really think he wants to use your Qingliu? Is Fang Xiaoru inspecting the world's official schools? He's hiding, and he can't even see clearly what kind of official he is? You can get your children home and carry them!"

Thinking of this in my heart, I picked up another memorial and started reading it.

Just so happened that Li Jinglong came from the other side and sat directly beside Zhu Gaochi.

"Your Highness!" Li Jinglong whispered, "You are in charge of Zongzheng's Mansion! You should decide this!" As he said, he smiled, "Look, the concubines of several princes have reached the age of marriage and have written a letter to ask for an order!"

As he said that, he paused again, "Now that the royal family is all living in the capital, and the new title and title have not yet been released. What should I do? Do you have to give me a charter?"

Zhu Gaochi's original good mood was completely lost in an instant.

It would be better to just say that it would be better to just cut the vassals if you move the vassals. That's a bit nicer.

Now, the vassal kings who were almost unwilling to be granted all live in the capital with their families. The vassal kings' hats are still there, but their children have not been rewarded for a long time.

The vassal kings did not dare to make trouble for the emperor, so they naturally had to look for him, Zhu Gaochi, the Zongzheng of the Zongzheng Mansion, every now and then, which was very annoying.

They are all from his uncles, and he has no tricks when he speaks.

"This is not delayed. The late Princess of the King of Qin is about to get married to the boy of the Ru Yi family, the Minister of War. However, there is no constitution, and neither family dares to leave the courtesy!" Li Jinglong continued, "There is also the fourth son of the King of Jin, the former King of Qingcheng, who is in Luzhou, who is now in the age of engagement. You have to speak!"

Zhu Gaochi was so annoyed, "I know, I'll take a look!"

Then, I took another sip of sour plum soup.

As he said that, he shook his head and continued to look at the memorial from Shandong.

"It won't work in a while. The official will go see Master Long live immediately..."

Before Li Jinglong finished speaking, Zhu Gaochi stood up as if he was a ghost.

"What's wrong?" Li Jinglong leaned over in wonder.

puff!

The sour plum soup in Zhu Gaochi's mouth came straight down three feet, spraying Li Jinglong's head.

"..." Li Jinglong was stunned.

"This is a rebellion!" But Zhu Gaochi shouted, picked up the memorial and trotted to the Ganqing Palace.

"I... fuck..." Li Jinglong touched his wet hair and the back of his neck full of sour plum soup, "Your Highness, my new clothes!"

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"Your Highness!" The turtlema stopped Zhu Gaochi, "I dare not run away, long live to rest!"
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