Emperor Ming Dynasty

Jin Yiwei is not as magical as in the novel.

For information, it is either coercion or temptation, or torture to extract a confession. Zhu Yixi is not like Zhu Yuanzhang, who even knows how many times he goes to bed.

To put it bluntly, the conflict between the monarch and his ministers is not deep.

Moreover, the scope of Jinyiwei in the early Ming Dynasty was basically concentrated in the capital, but they were so negligent about the locality that Lao Zhu was deceived by Zhu Liangzu and unjustly killed upright officials and Daotong.

After the Shaowu Dynasty, Dongchang supervised the capital, and Jinyiwei supervised the localities. Although there was a little mixing in the capital, they basically did not interfere with each other.

In a sense, Dongchang and Jinyiwei have equal rights and responsibilities.

Now under such circumstances, the greatest role of Jin Yiwei is to find out the real news from all over the world.

For example, where is there a flood, drought, whether the local government concealed it, or taxed it indiscriminately, or exceeded the rules.

This kind of news that can come out after a little inquiring seems not worth mentioning, but it is very important to Beijing, which is thousands of miles away.

The reason why there is a famous saying about the county that breaks the family and the magistrate who destroys the family, isn't it because the civil servants deceive the upper and lower?
Jin Yiwei's news, although it is just ordinary news, but in this era of underdeveloped productivity, it can be said to be very important, and it can even affect the vitality of the people in a place.

"Nowadays there are a large number of Jinyiwei, and the local government may not dare to interfere, or even join forces with the local government. The governor of Nanzhen must investigate himself."

The Fusi of Beizhen is in charge of the prison, while the Fusi of Nanzhen is in charge of supervision.
The emperor said casually on a whim.

Chu Yu naturally didn't dare to object, he looked up at the emperor, hesitated for a moment and said: "Your Majesty, people in the world only know the Metropolitan Procuratorate and not Jinyiwei..."

"I know what you're trying to say!"

The emperor directly stopped him: "Jin Yiwei now only needs to inquire about the news. This is the most important thing for you. To arrest the civil officials, you have to let the civil officials come by themselves."

"Don't worry, even if it has been in the sheath for many years, the knife is still a knife, it will only rust, not die."

Intelligence agencies have independent judicial power. Doesn't this make civil servants stick together?

How good would it be to let them dog-eat-dog?

The Metropolitan Procuratorate has been reformed for many years, and he has matured and can shoulder heavy responsibilities.

After all, he doesn't have any heroes, power ministers, or Jianwen remnants to deal with.

Chu Yu sighed, the sharp blade is difficult to use, what a pity!
After he left, Tian Ren, the eunuch in charge of the supervisor of ceremonies, also came to see him.

Like Jin Yiwei, his official career in the past 20 years has made him boring.

Under the pressure of a powerful monarch and a powerful cabinet, the greatest role of the supervisor of ceremonies is to write the redemption on behalf of the writer, and then pass the ticket to draft.

Dongchang didn't have his share, and there was Liu Afu in the court fighting for power, so it felt so uncomfortable.

Now he is nearly [-] years old, although he is not too old, but he has enough energy to spare.

What's more, he understands that the more he stays in this position, the more resentment he will provoke. I don't know how many people are eager to replace him!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little complacent.

The 20-year inner minister is much better than the prime ministers outside. In the 300 years of the Ming Dynasty, no eunuch can match him.

"Greetings to Lord Long Live!" Tian Ren bowed on his knees.

"Okay, get up!"

Zhu Yixi glanced at the old slave, looking at the gray hair all over his head, feeling quite emotional for a moment.

Well, sure enough, sterilization is the way to live longer. It is possible to live to 60 or [-] if you are still healthy at the age of [-].

"how?"

Faced with the emperor's doubts, Tian Ren said cautiously: "This servant is old and frail. Although he wants to serve His Majesty, it is no longer good. If it delays the important affairs of the country, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing..."

"You old man also want to become an official?" Zhu Yixi's complexion changed, and then he sighed again.

"The servants dare not, and the servants are also reluctant to part with His Majesty..."

"That's good, it's good to enjoy a few more years of blessings while your body is still healthy."

Coming from later generations, although Zhu Yixi knows that people are inevitably divided into high and low, but people are human after all, and they are still equal in soul.

"what's your plan?"

"This old servant wants to build that auspicious place for His Majesty, and I will do my best for the rest of my life."

Tian Ren said with a smile.

"My cemetery has almost been built, and guarding the mausoleum is a hard job, that's all, you can take on the task of patrolling, and stay in Zhongguantun for the elderly on weekdays!"

Whether Zhu Yixi cares about the past, whether it is guarding the mausoleum or supervising its construction, it is a hard job. The mausoleum is already damp and cold, so it is not a good place to retire.

Instead of this, it is better to hang up for the elderly so as not to suffer.

"The old slave thanked His Majesty for your grace!" Tian Ren burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

Compared with so many emperors, today is really too benevolent.

After he left, Zhu Yixi showed a thoughtful look, and immediately asked Liu Afu:
"By the way, how do you eunuchs take care of themselves?"

"If you have a family, you will naturally go home, but you usually build a house in Zhongguantun or Enji Temple for the elderly. Ordinary eunuchs also gather together to support each other."

For a while, Liu Afu felt the same way: "The food and rice in daily life are either from savings or from adopted sons.

Some eunuchs in the inner court, and the young eunuchs often donate some, after all, they will come over in the future..."

It is no wonder that the eunuchs are greedy for money when they are 50 years old and leave the palace. It is true that the old age is not guaranteed, and there are no children to accompany them. It is certain that they will be lonely in old age.

"Decree, all eunuchs who leave the palace will receive five buckets per month, and those of high rank will receive one stone per month."

"My servant thanked His Majesty Long En on behalf of the little ones in the palace."

Liu Afu hurriedly knelt down, weeping with gratitude.

Although five buckets and one stone are not too many, at least it can guarantee that you will not die of starvation, and it is a regular expenditure, which means the bottom line guarantee.

Zhu Yixi sighed.

Eunuchs have served the royal family for most of their lives, and they may not necessarily enjoy blessings when they are old. Therefore, eunuchs will be rampant for a few years after they are glorious, how can they wait until they are old?

One mistake in the palace, you will die without knowing it, every step of the way is frightening!

From eunuchs, Zhu Yixi thought of civil servants and military generals who became officials.

They also don't have a pension, so they have the right not to expire, so it is natural to abuse it.

But civil and military officials are different from eunuchs.

There are more than 3000 eunuchs in the entire palace, but only a few hundred of them go out of the palace every year, and they spend 3000 yuan a year, which is more than just any toy he has.

After all, these people serve the royal family personally, even if they are not considered family members, they are comparable to cats and dogs.

It is very worthwhile to buy people's hearts with small money,
But with hundreds of civil and military officials across the country, plus the low-ranking subordinates, there are about 3 people, and [-] to [-] people a year are like playing games.

Well, how can this be supplied?

"However, the financial pressure is not too great, and it cannot all be paid by the household department."

Zhu Yixi had an idea in his heart and summoned two cabinet ministers to discuss.

During the closure of the Yamen, all officials can rest, except the cabinet and the Secretary of General Administration.

Du Yinxi and Yan Yingyuan came at a quick pace, thinking that there was something important going on, but the emperor cared about those officials who had become officials.

Du Yinxi opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

In fact, he wanted to say that if he has been an official for a few years, even if he is not greedy or pickpocketing, the regular money (birthday, festivals, filial piety) is enough for an upright official to buy hundreds of acres of land at home.

But this is the emperor's favor to all the officials, how could he have the nerve to refute it?
If people knew about this, they would be scolded and spit on by their colleagues.

The same is true for Yan Yingyuan.

He felt that the emperor was purely supported by more money, and suddenly became rich and wanted to spend money to buy people's hearts.

But you must know that if this becomes a common practice, it will be sad if there is a famine or something later.

"Your Majesty is benevolent, and the ministers are grateful, but the national treasury is a bit wide, so it should not be used too much. How about giving ten yuan of silver every year?"

Yan Yingyuan said tentatively.

Du Yinxi looked at the emperor's face and added:

"The Ministry of Officials has a total of 40 civil and military personnel in the country. Fifty out of the seven ranks and below, and [-] out of the two ranks and below, about [-] people become officials every year."

Yan Yingyuan was speechless.

He can pay ten yuan for low-quality subordinate officials, but for high-quality civil and military officials, ten yuan is an insult to them.

"Since the grades of official positions are different, the annual salary is also different."

Zhu Yixi sighed.

In feudal society, ranks and ranks must be divided.

How can ordinary people have pension money? The most important thing is to satisfy the interests of the bureaucratic class.

That is, ordinary taxes are used to allow the bureaucratic group to retire safely.

However, the bureaucratic group has the road of imperial examination, and ordinary people also have the opportunity to become a member of it.

It can be predicted that in the future, when financial constraints arise, the bureaucrats will never remove them, but will choose to increase taxes.

"Below the seventh rank, you will receive ten yuan a year; for the seventh rank and the fourth rank, you will receive 50 yuan per year; for the fourth rank and above, you will receive a hundred yuan per year."

The large number of subordinate officials occupy [-]% of the places, and the money is not too high.

Du Yinxi deserved to be the elder of the pavilion, he counted with his hands, and he came up with the number in a moment:

"The annual expenditure is about one million."

"But Your Majesty, there are officials who retire every year, and the accumulation will be 500 million in ten years."

"It's 500 million at most."

Zhu Yixi waved his hand and said: "It is rare to live in the 60s, and many people die at the age of [-]. Officials who have become official will pass away after ten years. This amount of money is nothing!"

Yan Yingyuan on the side sighed inwardly.

Half of the national taxation, the wealth of a province, is dedicated to providing for the elderly of officials. This is really a big deal.

Du Yinxi wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Although this kind of benevolent government is advocated by the emperor, he, the chief assistant, can also earn some credit and increase his prestige.

However, he has the most senior qualifications in the cabinet, Yan Yingyuan has only been in the cabinet for one year, and in the next few years in the cabinet next year, he must be obedient and do not dare to mess around.

The feeling of being a fisherman's profit is really refreshing.

"For this money, the Ministry of Households will give half, and the internal funds will give half, and then it will be remitted through Tianxia Qianzhuang every year."

"Your Majesty is benevolent!!"

The two bowed down hurriedly.

If you had said earlier that half of the domestic funds would be shared, why would I still be so anxious.

"The cabinet will make a specific charter, and it will be promulgated when the government opens next year!"

Zhu Yixi waved his hand to let the two back down.

However, Yan Yingyuan finally added a sentence: "I don't know what the name of this money is?"

In the early Ming Dynasty, this kind of money was called daoli fee, because it was an avoidance system, and officials served in foreign lands.

As for the half salary and full salary, that is special, not an exception.

"Count it as the aftertaste of officials being honest and upright for the people, it's called Yanglianjin."

The secretaries in the cabinet usually keep their mouths shut, but this is about their welfare and the welfare of thousands of colleagues.

For a while, in this great winter, news spread throughout the capital.

Many officials wept with joy and talked a lot, saying that today is the most conscientious emperor in Ming Dynasty.

The increase of salary is one, and the pension is two.

Even Du Yinxi gained prestige indirectly.

It can be predicted that after his death, a good posthumous title is certain.

Zhu Fu.

When he was in his fifties, he became an official and stayed at home for the elderly. Zhu Mou seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. The wrinkles on his face were drooping, and his temples were full of white hair.

He was holding a book, half lying on the couch, with glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a leisurely look.

"Father, look, what is this!"

When the son returned home, he told about the support for Lianjin, and he was aggrieved: "If this was said a few months ago, would you still come here?"

Hearing his son's dissatisfaction, Zhu Mou put down the book and scolded: "What do you know? Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king."

"Talking nonsense, I can't beat you to death."

The son looked terrified and had to bow his head to admit his mistake.

Zhu Moucai sighed: "The most taboo thing in a person's life is dissatisfaction."

"Your old man, I was in Zongxue for a few years, and then I was a gangster on the street, stealing chickens and dogs, and I didn't even have the money to bribe Chang Shi, so the good-looking lieutenant was gone..."

"Xungui, elder, chief assistant, step by step, I am not satisfied, I want to sit longer, but how can this world be perfect?"

"That's okay, I'm going to be an official, so I'm going to rest..."

In the days after he became an official, he was indignant.

But now, he has calmed down.

Looking back on his official career as chief assistant for less than a year, there were so many mistakes and omissions that made him blush just thinking about it.

Besides, it is normal to have ups and downs in the officialdom, and you can get up and down again after you become an official.

It's good to take a break.

He went smoothly all the way, became a minister in his early thirties, and then went through six cycles, and entered the cabinet smoothly. His arrogant personality did not know how many people were offended.

Nowadays, apart from some nobles, there are very few civil servants, so is this not a failure?
On New Year's Day, the court meeting, the envoys of various countries stationed in Beijing pay homage, which is quite satisfactory.

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, after the Lantern Festival, the yamen, which had been closed for a month, will be opened, and the officials and gentlemen will start to work.

The Daming Gazette directly uses bold fonts: What is Yanglianjin?
In an instant, the officialdom in the world boiled.

The establishment of the Lianlian Fund is tantamount to solving the worries of many people.

Yuan Jiang, who just turned [-] last year and became an official from the position of the third elder, walked hundreds of miles with a lame leg and returned home.

From the army to the local area, he served for more than ten years. When he returned home, he should have enjoyed the life of being a child, but his old wife was sick, and most of his savings were lost.

If it weren't for the support of a few old teammates in the army, he would have sold the field a long time ago, and now he has to work hard in the field at his age.

Before the snow has melted, he has to worry about the fertilizer for the coming year. Many families have that vetch, but he has no money left to buy seeds.

The daughter-in-law has a big belly and is about to give birth, so she has to take care of her nutrition.

The plow at home is broken and needs to be repaired by a blacksmith...

Especially when my son is going to study in that college next year, there is still five yuan short of the tuition fee. This is related to his son's reputation as a scholar, and it cannot be saved.

Together, there must be at least eight or nine holes.

"I hate it!" Yuan Jiang drank the dirty wine: "Why didn't you be greedy at the time? Otherwise, why did you plan so hard!"

Thinking of some colleagues happily retiring, he, a rough guy who claims to be clean and honest, has worked hard to save money and save money.

For the emperor, for the court, he has been busy all his life, and he ruined himself just like that.

At this time, his son braved the wind and snow and broke into the house from the outside: "Father, what a happy event!"

"What's the happy event? Is the imperial court exempted from taxes?"

"Your Majesty's kindness, shade all the officials, and send money to the officials who have become officials."

The son jumped up and down and read aloud: "Below the seventh rank, you will receive ten yuan a year until you die..."

"If an official dies in office, his wife (son) will receive him together until his death!"

"Your Majesty is benevolent, Your Majesty is benevolent!"

Yuan Jiang wept with joy, knelt directly on the kang, and kowtowed: "Your Majesty has us in his heart, and he will take care of us old brothers..."

With these ten silver coins, I don't know how many difficulties can be solved.
As long as the son is admitted to the scholar, then everything is worth it.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Little bastard, if you still fail the examination of scholar, I will kill you alive."

"Father!" the son said eagerly, "You will live to be a hundred years old. I don't care. If you live to be a hundred, you will have five hundred silver dollars, which is enough to buy dozens of acres of land..."

"Bunny!"

(End of this chapter)