Domineering Daming

Dongchang took over most of the Jinyiwei. Although it has been reduced, the organization is indeed huge, and the 2000 people are still small.

Looking at the drizzled sky, Zhu Xu said with dark eyes: "Wei Zhongxian seems to be honest in the past few years, but in fact he has done a lot of things... 2000 Tiqi are not enough, so Jingdong Daying will keep 2000 people in the original station. Transfer Cao Qincheng to serve as the right servant of the Ministry of War, responsible for commanding these [-] people."

Cao Qincheng is an eunuch!

Li Bangyan and Chen Huxiao's expressions changed slightly. What is the emperor going to do?

Cao Bianjiao responded, "Observe the order."

Zhu Xu didn't speak, his expression was calm and his eyes were far away.

With the improvement of the court system, the powers of the Supervisory Council and the Ministry of Punishment have been expanded, the six gates, the establishment of emergency yamen, and other means of governing hundreds of officials have increased. His ability to resist, the notorious Dongchang is time to enter history under the Jingzheng Xin Dynasty.

Jing Zhengchao - the beginning of a clean, upright Ming Dynasty!

Chapter 604 Finally Leaving Beijing

In the early morning of the next day, the sky in the capital was still foggy, with light rain, carrying the remaining chill of deep winter.

I don't know how many people were tossing and turning last night, their eyes fell on the palace - even though they knew that the emperor was no longer there.

As the sky gradually brightened, the Donghua Gate opened wide, and carriages came out one after another, getting ready on the cold avenue.

At the same time, all the vassals, officials and other people who wanted to accompany Zhu Xu to the south were preparing early and slowly gathered towards the palace.

Those who don't know are full of expectations, and those who know feel a little uncomfortable. The emperor has long since left Beijing, and now he is just putting on a show.

They are not the only ones who are uncomfortable. The officials who originally wanted to see them off now don’t know whether to go or not. If they go, the taste of "flattery" is too obvious, and it is easy to cause criticism;

Bi Ziyan, Sun Chengzong, Lai Zongdao and several ministers stayed up all night, gathered in the Ministry of Officials, discussing some details of the New Deal.

"There is still a distinction to be made between 'Gentlemen's taxation', especially for tenants, otherwise it will be transferred to the poor people. The reform of the imperial court is not only ineffective, but also increases the burden on the people..."

"Indeed, the north and the south are different. Yields and acres of land need to be taken seriously. It is still necessary to cooperate with local governments to find out the situation of acres across the country."

"It would be inappropriate to only collect taxes from the gentry based on last year's taxes and rations, but it's almost the same. It's better to let the gentry declare it directly, and the court will check it..."

"The lower officials feel that this policy still needs to be accompanied by measures, including re-registration of household registration and measuring the acres of land. It should be done slowly over time..."

Everyone was discussing with each other. Except for Lai Zongdao who obviously didn't want to implement it, everyone else wanted to take it slowly. It took time for everything to mature. The so-called governance of a big country is like cooking a small fish.

Neither Bi Ziyan nor Sun Chengzong spoke. It was not because they were in a hurry, but because the emperor couldn't wait, and he urged them behind with a whip, so they couldn't help slowing down.

The emperor described an extremely beautiful future to them. This future is bright and has great feasibility.

However, there are too many difficulties and obstacles on the road, which make them hesitate and doubt, and the inertia formed for more than 200 years also makes them not want to move, and they are stable in the present.

After a while, Bi Ziyan saw that the discussion was almost done, and said, "Well, the Ministry of Household Affairs formulates a policy on landlords and tenants, including rent, rights and obligations. As for the specific method of paying taxes for gentry, first come up with a policy As for the framework, it will be implemented by Shuntian Prefecture, we will observe it carefully and then come up with detailed measures.”

Everyone nodded silently. The reason why they are here today is actually to discuss by the way. The most important thing is that "the emperor is going out of the palace today". No matter what, they have to watch it off and show it to the world.

This is a very crucial moment and they must be there!

As time passed, Cao Huachun slowly exited Donghua Gate in a carriage with the emperor's logo. The Forbidden Army and the Shenji Battalion were all lined up behind. In accordance with the principle of "high profile", the convoy started slowly and headed east.

Cao Huachun sat in the carriage and staggered towards Tianjin Wei.

In the next carriage, King Ping closed his eyes, shook his head and sighed softly: "Make trouble, make trouble, I don't care..."

The other accompanying people also had their own expressions, silently followed the carriage, and left the capital, a place of right and wrong, far away.

Bi Ziyan and others stood at the door, watching the carriage leave.

At the same time, King Xin, Wei Zhongxian, and officials from all over the country were watching from a distance. Although there was no emperor in the carriage, everyone knew that Wei Zhongxian would only make a move after the carriage left.

An unknown storm is coming!

At noon, the temporary yamen of Shuntian Mansion.

Chen Qiyu was entertaining the patriarchs of the four major families in Beizhili, Zhao, Li, Zhang, and everyone on Thursday.

These four families have a profound background, and their ancestors all trace back to the reign of the Taizu. In each dynasty, there were people who entered the dynasty as officials. The influence among the gentry was huge.

The atmosphere on the wine table was very warm, pushing and changing glasses, like old friends for many years, everyone was very enthusiastic.

"Master Chen, I would like to offer you a toast. In Beizhili, I still need you to take care of me..."

"That's right, Master Chen, we don't understand what the 'New Deal' the imperial court is doing now, please think about it for us..."

"Master Chen, drink another cup, it's easy to say, of course we will support Mr. Chen's government affairs..."

Chen Qiyu blushed when he drank. Hearing what they said, his mood was also high. He held the glass and tried to keep calm and said, "Okay, I will keep your support in mind. The tax law from the State Administration of Taxation will be released within two days at most. The detailed rules are promulgated, I will definitely try my best to fight for you, and I will never make things difficult..."

"If we have Lord Chen, we can rest assured. We will contact him when we get back, and we will definitely support him..."

"That's right, drink and drink..."

The dishes were served several times, and the wine was drunk several jars. Everyone at the wine table was very happy, and the scene was touching.

Chen Suowen had been watching from the next room, frowning tightly, with a serious look on his face.

Chinese people really like to solve troubles at the wine table, but this trouble is extraordinary, can it really be solved by a meal of wine?

The "Emergency Yamen" has already sent people to ask Shuntian Mansion to send people to participate in order to exchange information so as not to hurt the harmony.

Wei Zhongxian sharpened his sword furiously, but there was no progress on Shuntian Mansion's side, especially those magistrates who blindly shirked and refused to implement, clearly giving Wei Zhongxian an excuse!

The drinking lasted for more than an hour, and several people were a little staggering, still breathing out alcohol and talking drunk, calling each other brothers, and the relationship was already very good.

Chen Suowen arranged for someone to take these people back. Seeing Chen Qiyu who was almost unconscious, he frowned and was helped into the room to rest.

Then he straightened his clothes, and he was going to walk around again. Those magistrates and county magistrates were already dying without knowing it, and they needed him to give advice.

At this time, the Royal Political Council was holding an internal assessment. Meng Zhaoxiang, Cao Dingjiao and others were all on the list. As long as they passed the assessment, they would directly serve as officials without the imperial examination.

The students of the previous two sessions were selected and screened by the Ministry of Officials years ago, and 80 to [-] students from all over the country are rushing to the capital for "other uses".

With the departure of the emperor's chariot, an extremely strange scene appeared in the capital: the upper floors were tense, and their feet did not touch the ground;

Tianjin Wei, coastal fortifications.

Zhu Xu walked slowly with his hands behind his back, observing.

Under his feet is a concrete road, similar to the Great Wall, winding and winding towards the port.There are black cannons at every distance, erected high on the fort, and the artillery array is rigorous.

Zhu Xu is still "great eyes but low hands" when it comes to military affairs. He has one set of theories, but he is caught blind when he arrives at the scene. He doesn't comment on these. Jin Guoqi is good at defense.

"Are there many fishermen here?" Zhu Xu asked. He was standing on a high place, looking at the turbulent sea, and there was a vast expanse farther away.