Domineering Daming

Zhu Xu seemed to feel the chill in Li Jieyu's eyes, coughed and continued to eat.Like Li Zhi's, his books have been hidden away.

Zhu Xu was having dinner at the Compassionate Ning Palace, and Bumbutai and Hai Lanzhu, who lived in a side palace, were also discussing quietly.

Hai Lanzhu had already changed her clothes, put down her bun, her eyebrows were affectionate, her pretty face was like water, and she became more and more charming and seductive.

Bumbutai is a rational and cold beauty. She sat on the edge of the bed, frowned, and said softly: "Sister, the emperor of Ming Dynasty didn't see us for two reasons. Judging by the atmosphere, I'm afraid something happened to them."

Hai Lanzhu was not very interested in these things, but was very fond of the prosperous Ming Dynasty, the clean streets, the crowds, the dazzling array of goods, the majestic palaces, etc. Listening to her sister's words, she smiled breezyly and said: "Sister, we're just passing on a message, so don't think too much..."

Bumbutai glanced at Hai Lanzhu and sighed softly in his heart.Although Hai Lanzhu was forcibly forced in, it seemed that she was extremely happy to be able to leave Horqin.

Hai Lanzhu looked at this room and couldn't help thinking that if she could live here forever, she would be willing even if she didn't go back.

After waiting for a while, seeing Bumbutai frowning and not speaking, she finally woke up and said softly: "I heard that you Khan arranged someone in the capital of the Ming Dynasty. If you are worried, do you want to go and see him? Inquire about the situation?"

Bumbutai's face changed slightly, he quickly covered Hai Lanzhu's mouth, looked around carefully, and then whispered: "Sister, don't tell anyone about this!"

Hai Lanzhu blinked and nodded slightly.

Bumbutai put down his hands and thought about it: "Let's see tomorrow, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty has no reason not to see us, at most tomorrow."

Hai Lanzhu has always been convinced of this sister, and nodded slightly.

The officials in the capital have entered an unprecedented state.

Every yamen is very busy, one level is urging the other level, and the pressure is endless.

Among them, the Governor's Council is the busiest, involving the revision and improvement of the Daming Law, the formulation of the rules and regulations of each yamen, and the powers and regulations of the local governors and governors. It is extremely complicated, and every detail must be taken care of. More than 100 people I still feel that there is not enough manpower, and I am still tired enough to work overtime.

The court meeting was pushed and pushed again and again, the governors of the provinces, and the groups divided by war zones were also busy and anxious, and the locals kept sending letters asking to go back as soon as possible.

The next day, Zhu Xu went to visit Fu Changzong and returned to the palace. He sat in the imperial study and looked at the summary of the memorials compiled by the supervisor of ceremonies.

The opposition of the gentry became louder and louder, and different voices appeared within the court. Two servants openly expressed the idea of ​​"looking at the court and thinking twice". The ruling officials began to speak, expressing their opposition.

The imperial court only imposed a ban on high-level officials, and other officials did not stop it. This is like a flood breaking a bank. More and more people in the capital are against this.Regardless of whether they are already considered gentry or those who may become gentry, they are all vigorously opposing, and their voices are shaking the capital.

Zhu Xu didn't bother to look through the pages. He threw all these aside and picked up the playbooks from various places to read.

There are two things that are inseparable from the memorials in various places: "disaster situation" and "civilian unrest", which are derived from disaster relief and suppression.

Regarding the disaster situation, Zhu Xu left most of it to the cabinet. He just looked at it in general and occasionally made a criticism.

Suddenly, Zhu Xu narrowed his eyes and stared at the playbook in his hand with a serious look on his face.

This is Qin Liangyu's memorabilia, saying that there are similarities and differences among the rogues in Shaanxi.

Originally just infantry, the rogues who would run away when they saw officers and soldiers, now there is a small group of cavalry, and they are two horses, long-distance harassment, tactical use has also made great progress, no longer rushing , the mob that collapsed like a mountain, obviously there are talents who are reused among the bandits.

Moreover, the White Lotus Sect also entered Shaanxi, showing signs of rebellion.

Zhu Xu sighed silently. Gao Yingxiang sent all the bandit leaders who surrendered to Yunnan except those who were killed. Now it's time for Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and others to take the lead.

These two people are different from the original bandits, they only think about food, Li Zicheng and the others are a little bit like occupying the mountain as king.

In addition, Qin Liangyu also wrote that several "heavenly kings" appeared, and their power expanded rapidly. The trend of starting a prairie fire.

"Wild fire, in spring……"

Zhu Xu's expression moved, and he could only say this.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there was no real rebel army at all. Whether it was Li Zicheng or Zhang Xianzhong, they were all bandits in essence, and they didn't have the heart and ability to help the world.It can be seen from their journey that although they later turned to overthrow Daming and "do not pay the grain", they did not have a real and feasible program, but some deceptive and inflammatory remarks.

When Li Zicheng arrived in Beijing, he didn't look like a new emperor at all. He was more like a big bandit entering the city, venting his emotions wantonly, slaughtering and robbing frantically, without any comforting actions. He was the same as the new emperor should do. None!

The most frightening thing was that the bully pushed Wu Sangui, who was about to surrender to him, to Man Qing!

From Zhu Xu's point of view, China did not perish in the hands of the Manchus, the culprits were these gangsters!

If Li Zicheng can have Zhu Yuanzhang's mind, accept Wu Sangui, occupy Tatars outside, and pacify the chaos inside, the small glacier has basically passed, and people's livelihood will recover soon. Working together, it will not be difficult to rebuild China!

It's a pity that Li Zicheng is not Zhu Yuanzhang, he doesn't have that kind of heart!

Zhu Xu shook his head silently. There are already 40 troops in the southwest, and more and more will be moved out. I believe the control will be stronger, so there is no need to worry too much.

Zhu Xu added another 100 million taels to the southwest disaster relief, and handed the playbook to Liu Shimin, asking him to send it out first.

An inner eunuch came in through the gate and said, "Qizou the emperor, Bumbutai, the emissary of the establishment of slaves, and Hai Lanzhu, the special envoy of Horqin, asked to see him."

Zhu Xu was startled, he forgot about these two people, and immediately waved his hands and said: "Well, I see, I won't see you for now."

Cao Huachun on the side turned sideways and said, "Your Majesty, I didn't see you yesterday, and I won't see you again today. It's a bit contrary to etiquette."

Zhu Xu smiled and said: "In the face of national interests, everything is false."

Cao Huachun frowned, the emperor's words were always so simple and rude, it was difficult to refute.

The inner supervisor responded and withdrew.

Just as Cao Huachun was about to retreat, an inner eunuch came in from the side door and whispered something in his ear. Cao Huachun waved him away without changing his expression, turned to Zhu Xu and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang Ixuan Zhangge...is gone."

Zhu Xu raised his brows, and then nodded slightly. Although Zhang Woxu was a bit unbearable in history, he has done something here. He is considered an old man and cannot be treated harshly.

Zhu Xu pondered for a while, and said: "Pass the decree to the cabinet, add a seal, and the posthumous title is a bit higher, and then give some rewards to the Zhang family, and tell the Zhang family that I will personally pay homage at the funeral."

"Follow the order." Cao Huachun said.

Zhang I continued to be in charge of the Ministry of Rites for many years, and I was still somewhat hopeful. His sudden death caused quite a shock in the capital.

This shock did not affect Chen Qiyu, he stared at the Prime Minister Chen Suowen in front of him with his eyes wide open.

Chen Suowen's expression was tense, he lowered his head with shame on his face.

What he said just now still echoed in Chen Qiyu's mind: "My lord, I contacted dozens of squires and got silver... 800 taels!"

"800 taels..."

The corner of Chen Qiyu's mouth twitched, which made him unable to speak.

The household department received a million taels at that time, he was the Governor of Shuntian Mansion and the Governor of Shuntian after all, and these people didn't even give him 1000 taels!

Chapter 567 Begging Grandpa to Tell Grandma

The corners of Chen Qiyu's face were gloomy and terrifying. With his self-cultivation, being able to force him to show such an expression in front of outsiders already shows that he is extremely angry!

The majestic capital, at the feet of the emperor, where hundreds of officials gather, where the lifeblood of the world lies, unexpectedly only donated a mere "800 taels"!

What an irony this is!