What's wrong with the binding eunuch system?

Mu Yuanyong sat on it. The chair was a bit stiff, and it hurt his tailbone. He rubbed it forward, thinking of sending someone to install a soft cushion—this place can be seen that the Queen Mother has never used it at all. , The Ministry of Internal Affairs doesn't care at all.

It has been a long time since he had such a feeling of dissatisfaction, which made him feel a little impatient. Standing in the hall is Dayong's current leadership team. Mu Yuanyong found that he hadn't seen these faces for a long time. Yes, when he was in power in the last life, these people were all dismissed by him, dismissed from office.

Old death, old death——seeing it again, there is a trace of inexplicable kindness.

It's just that the kindness of seeing those ministers carrying out eyebrow-eye lawsuits in front of him as if no one else was there, disappeared immediately.

He coughed and drew the minister's attention back—are you kidding, do you think he is a wooden stake?

"It's the first time we meet, there are some things I want to tell you first."

Mu Yuanyong didn't bother to talk anymore, and said straightforwardly: "The Minister of the Ministry of Officials stands on the right first, and there are some things that you need to implement in the next court. There are some changes in the position in the court. I have gone to some official positions and added some. It turns out Everyone has changed and needs your help."

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials raised his head in a daze.

Mu Yuanyong turned his head to the side, signaling him to hurry up. Seeing that he was still standing stupidly, he frowned slightly: "Look what I'm doing, move."

"Time is tight." He rolled up his sleeves: "Come here."

Kong Ji saw that his appearance was unattractive, so he buried his head and closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind—"Kong Ji, bring that document here."

It's a pity that Mu Yuanyong didn't intend to let him live outside the world.

Kong Ji secretly sighed, thinking @我的领导是一个疯病.

The information that Mu Yuanyong mentioned was last year's population distribution data, which was obtained by Xiao Xiao's intelligence bureau bit by bit from the folks.

It contains an aerial view of Dayong's territory.

It's clear at a glance.

He also had to roll up his sleeves, the pile of materials was not light, and he had to give Mu Yuanyong a box.

Walking out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he summoned two young eunuchs who were standing stupidly at the door: "Go to the House of Internal Affairs to get a cushion about three feet square, your Majesty was almost collapsed by the chair."

The little eunuch turned pale with fright, and ran away in a panic.

Kong Ji sighed—it still needs practice.

The group of people brought by Mu Yuanyong were well adjusted. He had just walked to the side hall, and the guards who were arranged to rectify here had already helped him hold up the box, and smiled at him: "Is it because you have fallen behind?" I'm going to deliver it to you."

Kong Ji was not in a good mood: "Last night, there was a lot of fuss, and it was so rushed that I didn't get a good start." He simply said empty-handed: "Then you send him there first, and I will go to the imperial hospital to call some people." The imperial physicians are all elderly, and I don't know if they can stand up to his troubles."

The guard followed them from the border. He used to guard the gate of the administrative office. He often watched the mild-looking officials close the door and fight inside, so he laughed: "Call me a few more, old man with bones." It's soft, and it's hard to handle when you touch it."

Kong Ji was worried, shook his head and walked away, sighing: "I'm really worried."

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Mu Yuanyong saw that he couldn't do anything about it: "Look what I'm doing? Are there flowers or words on my face?" He got up late in the morning and talked with the Queen Mother last night. Before leaving, he grabbed the list given to him by the Queen Mother.

"Come and have a look, we're the only ones here, there's no need to talk about etiquette." After he said this, those cautious veterans dared to step forward.

This list is to be disposed of.

Mu Yuanyong spread it out for them to see. Seeing them all coming forward, he waited for a while and asked, "Have you seen everything clearly?"

They are all old foxes who have been trained for a long time, and their facial expressions are well cultivated, but they are all clueless.

Mu Yuanyong didn't intend to see anything from their faces.

"Look clearly, the queen mother gave it to me." Mu Yuanyong said: "The queen mother knows all your thoughts. As soon as I came back, her old man gave me the list and gave me a word: I deal with it."

"What do you have to say? Hurry up now, and let us have some affection between the monarch and his ministers... After all, I don't want to be so extreme."

You Zai had sharp eyes, and he didn't feel surprised when he saw his third nephew was at the end of the list.

Most of my colleagues are inextricably linked to this list.

"Why is no one saying anything?" Mu Yuanyong urged.

This His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has an irritable temper, Youzai thought in his heart, young people are always like this, they are not stable at all, they do everything in a hurry.

"Your Highness." You Zai stood up and bowed to His Highness the Crown Prince: "I would like to ask, does Your Highness believe in this list or believe in Dayong's ministers who have gone through three dynasties?"

Mu Yuanyong hadn't been duped into such a language trap for a long time. He sneered, and looked at You Zai strangely—this old man had a very temperament, and he looked loyal and upright, but his waist was actually softer than anyone else.

"Don't give me such nonsense." Mu Yuanyong: "The list was given to me by the Queen Mother. I have read it all. This one is the list, and the other is the list. Just look at it, if you want me to believe you, you have to give me something to believe in you."

"To be honest with you, I actually don't care what you did, such as taking bribes, forging evidence to defeat political opponents, and officialdom. There is a chance, where there are people, there are struggles. Now I am very busy. I'm not in the mood to settle with you, and I will need you for everything in the future."

"Find an excuse to spit out the things that you swallowed too much before. Money is not enough, but you only have one life."

Mu Yuanyong looked at the people in the hall, and said earnestly: "They are all veterans, seventy and eighty, what else is there to rush, isn't it just to make the house safe, the children and grandchildren to be uplifting, and go back to establish family laws. If there are those who are disobedient, be honest. "

"I don't want anyone to hold me back."

You Zai's vague eyes fell on the prince.

"Your Highness, do you mean what you say?"

Mu Yuanyong wondered if he had frightened the old man into confusion, otherwise how could he have said such a thing.

Only after seeing this old fox will he get over it.

The older a person is, the more he is afraid of death. This guy is afraid that he will be liquidated afterwards!

He actually felt a little pitiful for the person in front of him—it was such a dangerous environment to live in, so he was so trembling and thoughtful.

He stretched out his hand and hooked You Zai's shoulder - this old man was as thin as a bone, and he didn't know what he was trying to do.

right?It was already Zaisuke.profit?What do you want to do with so much money? To a certain extent, money is just a number. Although desires are hard to fill, but entertainment is so scarce in ancient life.

A house full of children and grandchildren, six generations under one roof?I didn't hear how lecherous this old man You Zai was. He and the housekeeper in his family were both famous. He had an only daughter who died of dystocia. He's also quite an asshole, with such big thighs that he doesn't want to hug, and even went to the boat to drink and have fun during his wife's pregnancy.

I heard it's pretty rough now.

It seems to be alive.

What a boring life.

It was strange that he was still so afraid of death.

Mu Yuanyong patted You Zai on the shoulder, and sighed softly: "I still have to take good care of this old bone of You Zai. Legs, it seems that they haven't recovered all the time."

That was more than ten years ago, when the Kong family was wiped out.

Youzai didn't expect that Mu Yuanyong even knew about this, and he was a little surprised. The young man's hands were extremely hot, as if they were branded on him.

"Your Highness..."

He actually felt a little touched.

"Actually, I sometimes think that ministers can listen to it as a joke. Young people's delusions of ignorance. Before coming to the capital, I always thought why should it be me? Why should this Dayong be entrusted to me? I am I have three heads and six arms, but I am still different, where did I get the ability to carry the expectations of everyone."

"Is it because you didn't do well?"

"Each department performs its own duties. You have been in this position for decades. You wake up earlier than chickens and sleep later than cows. It seems that the scenery is boundless, but are you really happy? But you are not lucky. Very good, I have caught up with an unreliable royal family, a woman is making trouble in the harem, and she has to go to the front of the stage, the hair of all the ministers must be grey."

"What do you think of me?"

"A young boy, I hope he can be honest, even if he has no ability, after all, you are all old and can't stand the toss, and Dayong's next team still needs to be experienced-oh, the more I talk about it, the worse it becomes. I feel like an asshole."

He smiled apologetically, with a bit of mischievousness and arrogance unique to young people: "I'm sorry, I've never been an honest person, and I didn't intend to let you go through the handover period smoothly. Young people have to re-experience, heavy burdens It still has to be shouldered by everyone, and the 3000 million Dingkou of Dayong has to be entrusted to you."

Just at this time, the guard came in carrying the box. He walked steadily, with a natural expression: "Your Highness, the things you asked for have been brought to you." Looking around, he felt a little strange.

Mu Yuanyong was already very familiar with these people, and said angrily: "What are you looking at?" He thought that the vegetable market, who was so careless, couldn't save him some face, so many ministers were watching.

The guard wasn't afraid of him either: "Your Highness, I'll just take a look. Master Kong has gone to the imperial hospital."

"Why did he go to the imperial hospital? Is he not feeling well?" Mu Yuanyong thought about not looking at him, what's wrong with him, when he beat him yesterday, his movements were neat.

The guard looked at him and smiled, with a simple and honest face, and fell silent.

Mu Yuanyong understood after a while, and was so angry that he wanted to punch someone: "Go away, you don't have confidence in me like this, am I the one who will do something to the old man?"

When the guard was kicked out, he didn't leave. The little eunuch at the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was dismissed by Kong Ji, so he simply picked up his old job and guarded the gate.

Mu Yuanyong glanced at all the veterans, and then at the box. He felt that this matter could only be entrusted to himself, so he simply lifted up the hem of his clothes.

The guard blasted too fast, he should be required to carry the things up.

He walked over and lifted the dusty box to the gold and jade table, and the ministers were beside him, staring nervously and worriedly - he could feel their concern, and it would be better if he could hold hands.

He introduced it when he opened the box.

"This is some of the results of my one-year visit to the border. You all saw the huge balloon that I dropped from the sky yesterday. In fact, it has something to do with it. I won't go into details. It can't be explained in a while. I want to make it clear." It flies all the way from the border to the capital, and it must know the terrain and weather of the entire Dayong, otherwise it will fly halfway and land in an unknown place, and it will fall too badly."

While talking, he took out the bird's-eye view.

"Thirty people who are good at surveying took three months to draw such a map from the southernmost point to the northernmost point. On the birthday of the Empress Dowager, I presented a letter of surrender from the Kingdom of Wu, and one of the credits is one of them. , with this picture, a hundred battles will be victorious. Strategies are not empty words."

Mu Yuanyong took out the brochure again: "Here are the detailed annotations recorded in this map - the Ministry of Industry should also have such information, but I remember that it is usually updated every ten years. The last time it was redrawn, it seems to be the first emperor... ...when he ascended the throne?"

Minister of the Ministry of Industry stepped forward: "Your Highness, it is indeed so."

"Do you have the details?" Mu Yuanyong took a step back, allowing him to look at the picture better.

The Minister of the Ministry of Industry shook his head. He observed carefully and couldn't help admiring: "This is a work of heaven. Your Highness is a great talent!"

"You don't have to praise me," Mu Yuanyong shook his head: "The terrain will change with time. If you don't update it in time, then all the efforts of the predecessors are just vain, and the warehouses are nothing more than nothing." A pile of waste paper, look here..." He pointed to a certain place: "This mountain area used to be a lake. It was dry three years ago and formed a basin. The river diverged. Now it has become a wasteland. I asked the locals, It turned out that this place was a lake, supplying ten miles of fertile land, but after the river channel was diverted, the fields were abandoned, but the peasants here were still taxed according to the fertile land tax.”

The Minister of the Ministry of Industry was taken aback by what he said: "This..."

"You live in this high position, but you are too far away from the people's livelihood. It's no wonder that the people will complain, and they don't blame you for the vegetarian meal. After all, it has something to do with your life experience. For example, you are the Liang family of Cangyuan, and you live in ten thousand acres of fertile land. , accounting for the best river course, which has not changed for a hundred years, and I don’t know that the topography of some places moves frequently, the year before last it was a slope and this year it became a lake.”

The Minister of the Ministry of Industry did not expect that Mu Yuanyong knew such details, and sweat gradually formed on his forehead. Hearing Mu Yuanyong talk about Liang's family in a rather envious tone, it was really shocking.

"The matter of the topographical survey and the Ministry of Industry, population counting, and taxation are related to the Ministry of Households. Although there are two departments, it does not mean that the two have nothing to do with each other. Many things need to be resolved by each department." Mu Yuanyong just named the Ministry of Industry, This time it immediately fell on Hubu's head again.

Hubu Shangshu knew that he would not escape being named when Mu Yuanyong mentioned the tax earlier, so he stepped forward early, but at this moment he admitted his negligence with a good attitude.

After all, what Mu Yuanyong pointed out this time is not to liquidate, but to teach them to change.

"In the future, there is no need for me to remind you that the terrain survey is generally at least once a year. If there are not enough manpower, you can recruit locally. Many departments are too bloated at present, but it can help you slim down, such as the Ministry of Industry. It’s a waste of resources for the water conservancy department to recruit hundreds of people and to give one official position to pour tea.”

"The officials here will remember first, and I will look for you last." He raised his hand and knocked on the table, and glanced at Zuo Zai. In the end, he was dismissed from office, and he retired at the most appropriate time. It is said that at the age of 90, he went fishing by Xiping Lake.

To be honest, he couldn't understand this person, and the others didn't like him very much, they always thought he was smiling sinisterly.

This old man...

He said: "I just flipped through it randomly. You see, this is what you do. After all, I am too free. I am in the special administrative department of the border. There are not so many messy things in it. I have to squeeze out sleep. The time came, but the efficiency was extremely high. I said in the morning that I would set up a new department, and in the evening I recruited all the staff, and the next day I was able to set up a business... This is your negligence, Zuo Zai."

He lightly nodded Zuo Zai, who was watching the fire from the other side, with an absent-minded expression on his face: "This is the cabinet, and it's something that adults should pay more attention to."

"Zuo Zai, you are the oldest and most experienced, but in the past few decades, it seems that you have not done anything that I have seen, right? The position of Zuo Zai is also obtained through your seniority. What are you talking about?" To put it mildly, it’s called seniority, unfathomable, with clean sleeves, nothing can touch you, and to put it bluntly, it’s just a vegetarian meal in a high position, and you can’t do anything practical!”

There were still some noisy voices around.

Everyone looked like they were watching the show, but Zuo Zai looked calm, he laughed and said: "What does Your Highness want me to do, just say it, there is no need to make any further remarks."

"The old man is just dying, and he has nothing to do," he said, his face gradually becoming serious. The old man's face is very serious, but he is extraordinarily imposing: "But maybe he is not as good as a young man."

"Anyway, I have eaten salt, and I have traveled more than young people. These precious things are all in the old man's mind. Although the thinking is not broad enough, the details are not enough..." He is confident With a full smile: "But it's not necessarily worse than those young people who are reckless."

"I have also heard about the special administrative department of His Highness. The steam engine factory really opened my eyes. I have already admired His Highness's ability, but I want to promote it..."

He blinked: "I'm afraid it's not that easy—"

The few ministers who had been watching the show couldn't wait any longer. They thought they could finally see the old turtle slumped, but they didn't expect that ginger was still as spicy as old, and slippery as old.

This is nothing to eat, this is the benefit of selling!Well, you Zuozai, you usually hide and don't make a sound, and the biting dog doesn't bark, but this time you jump faster than anyone else!

Although I still don't understand what the rules of the steam engine are, but the keen sense of smell of these old fritters who have been in the officialdom all the year round is not in vain.

Zhong Zai stood up immediately: "Alas——Lord Zuo Zai's words are wrong."

"The benefits of the steam engine factory are clear at a glance. The establishment of the border factory, how many workers have been recruited, and how many people have been supported. No one is a fool. How could you refuse, as long as you don't get in the way..."

He smiled meaningfully, and then bowed to Mu Yuanyong: "His Royal Highness, the old minister is light-hearted, but on behalf of the millions of people in Wudi behind him, thank you, Your Highness, for the establishment of the second factory in Wudi!

This is a great thing that benefits the country and the people, and has been passed down for hundreds of years. Among them, the cost and manpower are all covered by the land of Wu. "

You Zai stared at the two colleagues dumbfounded, and thought: They are really a bunch of old foxes, they are not easy to fool.

He let go of the jade wat he was holding tightly: "His Royal Highness!"

"The minister petitions the prince to set up another office in Beijing - the Dayong Special Administrative Office. Take charge of all reforms!"

The guard standing outside the door suddenly heard the voice of the calm discussion inside suddenly become louder, the old voice, the voice was like a torrent of bells: "Old man! You don't want to lose face!"

Then came some foul language, accompanied by the bang bang of the jade wat on the ground, some curled their lips: Didn't it mean that the literati and high officials in the capital, adhering to their refined demeanor, would not do it easily.

This looks no different from the border gang, the talented scholars who are called your mother by others.

I just hope that these old arms and legs can take it easy and stop making troubles.