The Ming Dynasty started with caution

In the capital, the streets and alleys were in an uproar.

The gentry secretly cursed Wang Ao. The buyers in Jiangnan were imprisoned, and the originally scheduled goods could only be sold elsewhere.

There were rumors in the court that the disasters and strange phenomena were caused by Wang Ao.

"Master, the whole capital is cursing you now." The housekeeper said cautiously.

"It's all the fault of Yan Chengjin, the dog official, who insisted on investigating Pingjiang Bo. It would be fine if he investigated, but he also asked me to deal with the aftermath. How can I be blamed for this?"

Wang Ao gritted his teeth and held the armrest of the sedan chair tightly.

If the officials and gentry were taken away, the business in Jiangnan would inevitably fall. From the family letter, I learned that the Liangxiang Chamber of Commerce went to Jiangnan to do silk business. This kid would take advantage of it.

"Master, there is a letter from my relatives in Jiangnan."

Wang Ao unfolded it and took a few glances, and his face suddenly became solemn.

The next day, Fengtian Palace.

Li Dongyang finished his report to remove redundant officials from all over Jiangnan.

Jiangnan is a rich place, and the number of officials in various departments, prefectures, states, and counties is also more than that in Northern Zhili, like fat wrapped around the body.

The cabinet and the nine ministers discussed and let them return to their hometowns and wait until there is a job before they come out to serve as officials.

"A few days ago, the sky was abnormal, and the Shanxi censor reported back that there was a Maitreya traitor who incited the people, and Zhang Yin, the commander of Taiyuan Guard, was a Maitreya spy." Fang Xue said.

Everyone in the hall looked at Fang Xue.

There are traitors' spies among the officials in the court!

Since the White Lotus was swept away in the thirteenth year of Hongzhi, the court has been stable for a long time, and now there is news of traitors again.

Wang Ao held the chrysanthemum and bowed: "The teachings of the traitor were introduced from the Western Regions, and the monks and Taoists followed the merchants to the Ming Dynasty."

The court rectified the Monk and Taoist Department and fixed quotas for various places.

However, the monks and Taoists who flowed in from the Western Regions were not under the jurisdiction of the Monk and Taoist Department, so they impacted the court system.

The best way to suppress these monks and Taoists is to prevent them from entering the Ming Dynasty.

Yan Chengjin thought for a moment and suddenly said: "I am not provoking Lord Wang. Lord Wang's behavior is inappropriate."

He refuted me right away, which is not a provocation. Wang Ao stroked his beard and smiled: "Then what do you think Lord Yan should do?"

"Promote vernacular writing."

Wang Ao looked at him coldly, "Your edicts are average, and I think you just don't want to write edicts."

"The edicts and imperial edicts assigned to me were written by the new emperor."

"???" Zhu Houzhao.

Wang Ao was stunned on the spot, and the corners of the mouths of the gentlemen trembled slightly.

The retired emperor Hongzhi knew that the edicts and imperial edicts that came out of the East Warm Pavilion were written by Yan Chengjin and Zhu Houzhao.

He didn't find it strange.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Yan Chengjin was a little more puzzled.

"Why does the Yan family want to promote vernacular?"

The officials also looked over with serious faces.

Especially Wang Ao, he despised vernacular in his heart. The vulgar and easy-to-understand text was inconsistent with the status of the literati, and had no cultivation and status.

Speaking and writing vernacular with a group of people who did not understand the scriptures was a disgrace to the reputation.

"Maitreya spread the doctrine in vernacular, but the imperial edict issued by the court used the obscure official language, so the doctrine was easier to convey than the government order." Yan Chengjin said.

Wang Ao said: "How can you compare Maitreya with the court?"

"I don't want to say anything."

"..."Wang Ao.

"..."The Emperor Hongzhi.

Li Dongyang felt that there was some truth. There was an imperial edict in Wenyuan Pavilion, which was written by Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang when the Japanese pirates invaded the island country:

The Emperor of the Heaven and the Mandate of Heaven, the edict said, tell the people to prepare the knives, these guys are coming, kill them first, this is the order.

What a vulgar and common language.

But after the battle, the Japanese pirates suffered heavy losses, and two thousand people were killed by the people of the Ming Dynasty and fled in panic.

Although vernacular writing is good, it is not suitable for scholars.

If this vulgar style is used for scholars all over the world, scholars will stab you in the back and scold you to death. What Wang Ao said makes sense.

"In my opinion, the imperial edicts and edicts for officials should be written in official language, and the imperial edicts for the people's farming should be written in vernacular."

Discussing separately, the officials nodded.

After all, there is no need to scratch your head when writing imperial edicts in the future, which shows your level and greatly reduces the workload.

The retired emperor Hongzhi pondered, carefully pondering Li Dongyang's words, and gently placed his fingers on the armrests of the dragon chair, tapping rhythmically.

Suddenly there was a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

"The Yan family and the Wang family don't need to fight. As the Li family said, divide and rule."

This is not a big deal, and the Emperor Gao also used vernacular to write imperial edicts.

So, it is not difficult to make a decision.

After the court meeting was over, Wang Ao stayed alone, tears in his eyes: "Retired Emperor, I beg to retire!"

"Why is Wang still so young?"

I am sixty years old. If others said he was young, Wang Ao would have thought it was irony and slapped him long ago.

But the one standing in front of him was the retired emperor, and he didn't dare.

"It is a great blessing for me to serve the retired emperor and the new emperor, but I have been investigating the affairs of Jiangnan, and now people are complaining.

If I don't retire, the gentry will resent the court."

Wang Ao was in tears, and he used Yan Chengjin as a spittoon in his heart, spitting all over his body.

As a loyal old minister, taking the blame for the court, maybe he can still be favored for a hundred years.

This morning, a letter came from my family saying that many officials and gentry have cut off contact with my family.

If I don't step down from this position, my family will fall into decline.

Although the position of the Minister of Justice is high, he dare not go against the gentry in Jiangnan. Whoever arrests the officials and gentry will be in trouble.

The retired emperor Hongzhi looked at Xiao Jing: "Is this true?"

"Yes, the factory guards also heard the news."

Xiao Jing was eager for Wang Ao to retire, which was also for his own good. He heard that Yan Chengjin was looking through Wang Ao's family files and would impeach him sooner or later.

"Don't beg. The position of the Minister of Works of Nanzhili is vacant. Wang Qing's family will guard Nanzhili for me."

The retired emperor Hongzhi knew Wang Ao well. He was upright and said harsh words.

But he was like Liu Gong, who was tough and upright, just right for him to guard Nanzhili.

Wang Ao heard that the retired emperor Hongzhi wanted to place him, and kowtowed: "I thank the retired emperor."

...

East Warm Pavilion,

The court was going to issue a decree to promote vernacular writing among the people.

First, the three hundred thousand lecture notes for the imperial examination, and the private school teachers in the elementary school had to use vernacular writing to teach.

Lao Gao said that this edict would be passed down through the ages and become a wise king, so Zhu Houzhao planned to write it himself.

"Sir, here." Gu Dayong handed over the wolf hair brush.

Zhu Houzhao happily lay on the imperial desk and began to write the first vernacular edict:

The Emperor of Heaven and the Mandate of Heaven, decrees that from now on, all imperial edicts to the people should be written in vernacular. This is the standard.

"Sir, your imperial edict is really well written."

Zhu Houzhao was also very satisfied.

Yan Chengjin glanced at it and couldn't complain. It was simply white to the sky.

"New Emperor, sir, Wang Ao has retired!" The little eunuch came in and said in a flattering manner.

If Wang Ao doesn't retire, his impeachment will soon be submitted.

Now that the naval battle has not been won, the only person in the court who can be qualified for this position is Liu Yu, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice.

Yan Chengjin pondered for a long time, looked at Zhu Houzhao and said: "Why not call Liu Yu to talk?"

"Go find Liu Yu."

I don't know which big guy gave the recommendation, but the data increased a bit yesterday. Although I don't know which big guy recommended it, I would like to thank him here with a smile!