The students of the Imperial College were shameless towards the emperor. The emperor tolerated it at that time, so some people felt that the emperor was weak and bullied, and wanted to follow shameless.
However, the emperor made a bold move and directly stunned the Imperial College.
The Imperial College has become a waste. People inside want to come out, but people outside don't want to go in.
The highest university run by the Ming government has declined.
Whose fault?
Officials know very well, but no one will say or admit it.
No one sympathized with the capture of those criminal officials.
This is cannon fodder.
If you make cannon fodder, you must have cannon fodder consciousness.
The emperor on the throne felt this indifference, and the corners of his mouth turned slightly down, but he was sarcastic.
The emperor and his ministers are never friends, never!
This was Zhu Di's teaching.
——The emperor and his ministers are more often opponents and enemies!
——How to suppress these enemies?
The emperors who can suppress these enemies are almost all male masters.
Emperor Taizu Gao!
Emperor Wen!
Now
Zhu Zhanji narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "more than ten disabled people will be compensated. The children of the family can make up one person one by one, limited to five years. If they fail, they will be returned."
This is still due!
Seeing that the ministers had no opinion, Zhu Zhanji continued: "if the rest are found out to be OK, they will be promoted next time."
Jian Yi felt that his body was soft and almost couldn't stand stably.
There were relaxed sighs in front of and behind him.
Everyone is happy.
Zhu Zhanji saw this joy.
He said, "there are rules in everything, and I dare not exceed them. Do you know why?"
No one answered.
Zhu Zhanji said, "it's very difficult to cross the moment for the first time, but the second and third times... When you're used to crossing the rules, you can't turn back, and those rules are no longer an obstacle."
Rules are meant to be obeyed. When someone keeps breaking these rules, the rules actually become empty talk.
"I don't want to plant causes, and I hope you don't plant causes later."
Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "let's go."
The ministers went out of the hall in silence, and only they knew the taste in their hearts.
The emperor became more and more mature.
What he said just now directly focused on the contradictions in recent years.
rules!
The emperor only wanted to abide by the rules, but the ministers were wantonly breaking them.
"Make people blush!"
An official muttered, but it didn't resonate.
Lu Qing is blushing at the moment.
"What? Will Duke Yu praise me?"
This is a white little eunuch. He looks like he is sixteen or seven years old.
"You have been with father Yu for more than a year. You are very tight lipped. Father Yu appreciates you very much."
Someone patted him on the shoulder and said, "you are valued by father Yu and will soon prosper. Our family brought some wine and dried meat. Let's celebrate. If you have a future, don't forget our family..."
So the wine smelled.
More than half an hour later, Lu Qing was drunk and unconscious.
Someone hiccupped, then took out a long needle and said, "I'm young. Don't blame our family when I get underground. Duke Yu thinks you're in the way. Remember, we'll burn something for you on the Chinese New Year's Day..."
Lu Qing fell on the table and opened the door first. He didn't see anyone. Then he turned back and closed the door.
The light in the room dimmed, and the taste of the wine became stronger and stronger.
The visitor walked slowly behind Lu Qing, then looked up at the window again.
The light diffused through the window, not the heat of summer, but the brightness of spring.
The bright light slanted on the table, and several pieces of dried salted fish were placed there alone. The jug and a glass had fallen to the ground.
The visitor seemed to be proficient in the structure of the head. Without seeing how he looked for it, he put a long needle into Lu Qing's back brain with one hand.
Lu Qing trembled violently. Someone pressed him, but he couldn't breathe. Lu Qing gradually calmed down.
The visitor breathed a sigh of relief, then slowly pulled out the long needle and smeared it on the back of Lu Qing's head with another thing.
He leaned over and put his hand under Lu Qing's nose, and then said with satisfaction, "go well on the huangquan road. Remember that it is Duke Yu who wants you to die."
He checked the scene again, then went to pick up the glass, put it away, opened the door and left quietly.
More than an hour later, someone shouted Lu Qing outside and scolded that he didn't go on duty.
Boom!
The door was kicked open. A fleshy eunuch frowned and walked in, slapping Lu Qing on the shoulder.
Lu Qing's body slid slowly to the right. When she left the table, she fell to the ground.
"Lu Qing, drink too much."
"Get up!"
"Eh!"
"Dead! Lu Qing is drunk!"
The death of a small Eunuch in the palace is like the death of a chicken in the farmer's house of fangjiazhuang, which will not attract attention at all.
"Master, the chicken is dead!"
Fang Xing stood in front of a small tree and looked at the big cock with an arrow falling under the small tree.
Fang Derong pointed to a big tree on the side and said, "before, the young lady said she wanted to practice arrows with some playmates. The knife was watching. It was supposed to shoot there, but somehow it came over."
Fang Xing was speechless, because there was almost a 60 degree angle difference between the two trees. What kind of archery could shoot the big cock!
Fang Derong twitched at the corners of his mouth and continued: "this rooster is famous in the villa. He likes to come out to look for food every day. As a result, he flew to a small tree before, and then..."
Now the housekeeper of the Fang family is actually Fang Derong, but Fang Jielun refused to retire and said he would work for another 20 years to serve the three young masters and adults. Fang Xing and Zhang Shuhui couldn't bear to refuse, so they let him continue to hang the title of housekeeper, but most of the things were done by Fang Derong.
"Who shot it?"
Fang Xing hoped that he was not carefree, but Fang Derong turned his head and said, "master... It's miss."
Fang woke up, picked up the chicken and asked, "have you paid?"
"Dad!"
Before Fang Derong answered, carefree carefree came.
She held a big cock tightly and ran happily. The knife was not far away. When she saw Fang waking up, she stopped.
"Dad, I told my mother that my mother asked someone to catch the big cock and pay for it."
The rooster cackled like an old hen, as if frightened, but didn't struggle.
When Fang woke up and saw her sweating, he said, "OK."
The three went to pay for the chicken together, and on the way back, they took the big cock shot to death.
So there was one more dish for dinner, spicy chicken.
Dinner was very lively, and the masu family came, so they had dinner in the yard.
"The chicken is delicious."
Ping An solemnly praised the craftsmanship of Hua Niang. Worry free tried hard to keep her eyes reserved, but she didn't get a response.
"Second brother, I can shoot arrows."
Worry free finally couldn't help it. Zhuzhu also said, "worry free shot it."
Everyone laughed, and then someone joked.
"Teacher, I'm going to write to you about the legacy of Suzhou mansion..."
Ma Su suddenly whispered his plans to Fang Xing, including the official land reform in Suzhou government.
"... if there is no shortage of land and there is a surplus in the annual grain tax, the official land will not benefit half. It will only create corruption. It is the same as the military household's reclamation of the land. If any official thing can't be watched from time to time, it will soon become fat and those people will take it up."