Broken Wrist (6)

With a feeling of apprehension, Hututemu came to the imperial study. Contrary to his expectations, Kublai Khan was not there. Several cronies and eunuchs around the emperor saw the arrival of Prime Minister Zuo, smiled, and made a gesture to come with me. Hututmur followed, turned three times and two times, and turned into the royal garden.

The court of the Mongols is far less regular than the court of the Han family, and the important ministers have an urgent matter, find someone to report it, and then go directly to the inner palace. It's just that there are few urgent things in the world, so everyone easily doesn't disturb Kublai Khan's pleasures on weekdays. Today, Hututmur has something in his heart, and he doesn't vomit or be unhappy, so he will chase straight into the palace.

I saw the figure of Kublai Khan from a distance, holding a thin metal rod, and playing fish on the edge of the Taiqing Pond for fun. Hututmur took a few steps forward, and was just about to give a salute, when Kublai Khan raised his head, and two eyes pierced Hututmur's heart.

"Chancellor Tutmur has something to do!" Hututmur was timid for no reason, avoiding Kublai Khan's eyes and shouting in a low voice.

"Here, I knew you would come, so I sent someone to wait for you in the study. Don't talk, look at this fish! Kublai Khan replied lukewarmly, reached out and grabbed a handful of bait from the bamboo basket carried by the eunuch, and threw it on the water.

Red, golden, white, and black, carp rushed out of the water to compete for food in front of Kublai Khan's eyes.

Kublai Khan snorted, the thin stick in his hand suddenly trembled, and the sword stabbed out. Immediately followed by a wrist lift, a flick, and a "snap", a red carp more than half a foot long was thrown ashore.

Blood flowed slowly down the pierced hole, but the hapless fish was not dead, tumbling and jumping on the golden leaves, filling the sweet smell everywhere. The frightened schools of fish in the pond dispersed, but soon gathered around them and continued to fight for some bait.

Hututmur felt a chill in his heart, his eyes were on Kublai Khan's faint smile and the tip of his nose twisted slightly, and he didn't dare to exhale. The sound of the carp dying came from his feet, "Smack! "Bang" "Bang", one is clearer than the other.

"Take it and bake it in the kitchen!" Kublai Khan smiled and commanded, took out a silk scarf, and wiped it on the end of a thin metal stick.

"Yes!" A few of the eunuchs picked up the fish as if they had been pardoned, and ran away quickly.

By the Taiqing pool, only the two monarchs and ministers were left, and no one spoke. The breeze blew, and the fallen leaves swept over the fluttering clothes. The thin metal rods shimmer in the afternoon sun, and from the tip to the handle, countless golden crosses are reflected.

"How's my swordsmanship?" After pondering for a while, Kublai Khan stuck the metal rod into the shore and asked with a smile.

"Sword?" Hututmur asked, puzzled.

"The sword, this is the Western sword that the Polo brothers gave to me, and it is made of good steel!" Kublai Khan's hand swept over the metal rod, and the sword bent into a circular arc, and then bounced into a straight line with a "buzz".

"Good steel!" Hututmur praised from the bottom of his heart. He is a knowledgeable person, and he can make a piece of stubborn iron shine so shiny and flexible to such a state that I am afraid that it cannot be done without the secret method of a craftsman. Although Marco Polo is a courtier in the eyes of everyone, this person can really be called well-informed.

"Bend but not break, there is no blade and there is a edge! It's a pity, it's a pity that it's not used by me! Kublai Khan muttered, I don't know if he was talking about swords or people.

"Your Majesty, the ministers have disappointed Your Majesty!" Hututmur bowed his head and said, "But Your Majesty must not be mistaken by the words of the ministers, at this time, everyone is in chaos, but Your Majesty is not in chaos!" ”

"It's a good sentence that everyone is messed up, but I can't be messed up. Hututmur, I really didn't misread you! Kublai Khan suddenly raised his head, his eyes swept up and down at Khuttmur, and he called him by name.

This is a rare commendation. Hututmur was slow to respond to the incident, so the Mongol ministers and Kublai Khan often called him a foolish brother. When he is called by his real name, there are very few of them.

"The ministers are stupid, but they don't dare to be unkind to Your Majesty!" Hearing from the words of praise, Kublai Khan's anger was gradually subsiding, and Hututmur modestly replied.

"You mean, someone is not satisfied with me?" Kublai Khan turned his back and paced a few steps on the fallen leaves with interest, asking in a low voice. At this moment, he was only wearing a cloth robe sandwiched with silk cotton, looking short and dundun, looking like a rich man in the south of the Yangtze River. But between the slightly faltering steps, it became more and more firm step by step. Every step out made Hututmul's heart tighten.

Heartbeat to heartbeat, Hututmur still decided to tell the truth, took a deep breath, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "The minister thinks that at this moment, someone in the court is confused by the big Hulitai promised by Nayan and has lost his roots!" ”

"Smack!" Kublai Khan's footsteps suddenly stopped behind Hututmur, and in an instant, Hututmur felt the emperor's gaze pressed down, pressing his back as if he was carrying a barbarian bull of thousands of catties, or someone lifted a spear and nailed it to his waist and eyes, forcing the cold hairs all over his body to stand up.

"Although the minister is foolish, he tells the truth. All the ministers are smarter than the ministers, but they are blindly perfunctory! Gritting his teeth, Hututmur followed up again.

"Hahahaha!" There was a sudden burst of laughter from behind him, and Hututmur turned around and saw Kublai Khan bent over, as if he had seen some rare sight, and laughed incessantly, until at last he burst into tears and landed on his lame right leg.

"Your Majesty?" Hututmur was chilled by laughter and shouted timidly.

"Good Hututmur, no wonder Dong Da is willing to pass on the position of Zuo Xiang to you. Itchechara and Sariman are not indiscriminate people, but at the moment they are only concerned about finding trouble with Liumengyan and Ahma. Hey, hey, do you really think I'm confused! Kublai Khan said as he wiped tears from his laughter.

Hututmur felt Kublai Khan's state of mind, and his whole body felt even colder. When Temujin was fighting the princes on the banks of the river, he formulated the system of the Great Kuritai according to the customs of the steppe at that time. Although the Mongol Great Khan was revered in power, he was restrained by the Nayans (Mongol nobles, the earliest chiefs of the tribes). Without being elected by Kuritai, even if the Great Khan personally chose the heir, he was not eligible to inherit the throne. Thus, although the entire power of the Mongol Khanate was vested in one person, i.e., to the person who was elected Khan, in practice all sons, grandsons, uncles, and proponents were entitled to share in power and wealth. Kublai Khan's self-proclaimed Khan without being elected by the Great Kuritai and his subsequent establishment of the Great Yuan Dynasty was not only a betrayal of the Kuritai system. To some extent, these moves have completely abandoned Mongolian traditions and brought the Mongol system closer to the Song state in the Central Plains.

When competing for the throne with Ali Buge, the Mongol kings could support Kublai Khan because of his charisma and military exploits. But after the defeat of Ali Buge, the conflict of interests between the kings and Kublai Khan became increasingly apparent. Without the Kuritai system, the kings would have lost the weapon of bargaining with the Great Khan, and their status would have been reduced day by day, even to the point that even the powerful ministers under Kublai Khan were inferior.

Therefore, around the Kuritai system and the so-called Mongol traditions, Kublai Khan and the Mongol kings have been secretly arguing. In these years, Ahmad deliberately withheld money and food for the kings, which is probably one of the strategies secretly instructed by Kublai Khan to weaken the power of the kings. It's just that these strategies are usually not noticed by anyone, or no one breaks them.

Therefore, Naiyan rebelled, and he did not sweat, but he emphasized the Da Kuritai system in the text.

Therefore, the Mongol ministers in the court deliberately neglected their administration, trying to use invisible pressure to force Kublai Khan to submit. In their eyes, it is necessary to defeat Naiyan, but it is necessary to re-establish the Great Kuritai system.

But Kublai Khan could not give in, either for his own sake or for the future of the Mongols under heaven.

"Your Majesty, the ministers have selfish intentions, but they have no disloyalty." Seeing Kublai Khan smiling bitterly, Hututmur couldn't help but offer words of comfort.

"Yes, without this big tree, where would they go to the shade. In this regard, our Mongols are not as good as the Han and Semu people, although they have a heavy desire for power, at the critical moment, they know that they will help me overcome the difficulties in front of them first. It's just ......." Kublai Khan shook his head and said regretfully: "Those Hanchen have limited talents, and Ahmad has talents, but they are unpopular!" ”

"yes!" Khuttemur echoed Kublai Khan's tone. He hurriedly entered the palace in order to remind Kublai Khan's ministers that they were deliberately neglecting their administration. After what should be said, how to deal with the current predicament is beyond his ability.

Kublai Khan knew that he was slow to react, and he did not embarrass him on this topic. Diverting from the topic, he commented on the ability of the ministers of the court and the central government without saying a word. Both of them clearly felt that compared with the situation of heroes under the command of southern literary thieves, the talents in the court seemed to wither a lot. If this continues, not only will it be difficult to calm the Song Dynasty, but local governance will also rely more and more on the Semu and Han people.

For Kublai Khan and Khuttumur, who regarded the Mongols as the world's reverent, this was definitely not a good sign.

While the two were discussing, the deacon and eunuch hurriedly walked over, bowed down and replied, "Your Majesty, don't ignore the wood and ask for 'into the white!'" ’”

"Oh?" Kublai Khan and Khuttu Mur were fluted at the same time. Nodding his head, Kublai Khan instructed: "Let him come up to the edge of the bubble (the Mongol name for the lake), and there is no need to be formal!" ”

It is an informal audience. In the steppe tradition, the term was used only when a courtier from a domestic slave secretly performed something of great importance to the Great Khan. Compared to the public recital, the benefits of entering the white are obvious. First of all, it is a private meeting between the master and the slave, and even if it is wrong, it will not be harshly criticized. Second, some of the words he said when he entered the white may have swept the master's face, but because the words did not enter the ears of the third person, the contrary words will not arouse Long Yan's anger.

Bukumu's father was a close friend of Kublai Khan and died young. Kublai Khan has always cultivated Bukumu as his descendant. And Humu also lived up to expectations, not only did he perform well during the study of the prince's real gold, but also won the appreciation of the great Confucian Xu Heng. After going out to become an official, his performance was also remarkable. Within a few years in Hebei Province, he won the reputation of Qingtian because of his integrity and fairness. At this time, the world was inspired by Wen Tianxiang's affairs, and there were many rebellions, but Hebei Province had nothing to do, and he did not neglect Mu to make great contributions to it.

After a while, Buhumu followed the eunuch to the Taiqing Pond, and saw Zuo Xiang Hu Tutmur standing beside His Majesty the Emperor, bowed for a moment, and bowed.

"The minister has something important, tell the Great Khan!"

"Go home, think about what to do!" When Hututmur heard Buhumu's words, he hurriedly bid farewell to Kublai Khan.

"No, as the Left Minister, you are qualified to sit in here. Don't ignore the wood, if you have something to say, you can say it, let's not hide it. Don't follow those Han Chinese and make some unnecessary red tape!" Kublai Khan waved his hand and commanded.

"Yes!" Bu Hu Mu straightened up, and while taking the chapter from his arms, he said in a sloppy manner: "In fact, although Song Li is complicated, it ensures the courtier's loyalty to His Majesty, and not everything is for the sake of fictional stories. Just like science, if all the courtiers in the world hold on to this, Your Majesty will not have today's troubles! The saints of the past saw the decline of the Zhou room......."

"That's it, don't talk to me. I know what you said. The scholar was probably not bad at talking about things, and asked him about specific measures, but he couldn't get a plan. I let you learn their science so that you can understand the minds of the Han people, so that I can better manage them. It's not for you to learn from them. Kublai Khan, like a generous elder, smiled and stopped Bu Kubi's explanation. Everything is fine with this young man in front of him, but he is a little pedantic in learning, not like a Mongolian.

"Yes!" Bu Mu agreed again, held up the fold that had already been written, and inadvertently, revealing the patched jacket inside the official uniform.

"The minister impeached Lord Ahma for corruption and perversion of the law, preying on the common people, and causing trouble to my great ......."

"You impeached Ahma, does the prince know about it? How do you wear patched clothes, it's rare that I don't have enough official money for you? Kublai Khan paused for a moment and asked in a low voice. Obviously, the degree of concern for the prince's relationship with the matter, and why Bu Humu wore patched clothes, was far more concerned than the fold itself.

Bu Yumu's face turned slightly red, and he hurriedly picked up the torn jacket that was accidentally exposed when he folded it. In this mess, a piece of frayed shirt was exposed at the cuffs of the official robe.

Hututmur looked strange from the sidelines, and from the faded boots and thin face, he felt that this man was not pretending to be poor, and listened to Bu Mu's statement with great nature.

It turned out that the prince had seen this piece of music a few days ago, but he pressed it down. Buhumu could not get support from the crown prince, so he had to play in front of Kublai Khan. As for wearing torn clothes, it is because the depreciation of the outside world is too strong, and it is not enough to ignore the wood, so it is so sloppy.

"You said I didn't have enough money to buy clothes?" Kublai Khan asked in surprise. This is much beyond his expectations, the position of deputy envoy of Hebei Province is not low, plus the routine rewards of the imperial court, the annual normal income is more than 200 yuan, it should not even be impossible to afford decent clothes, and the inside of the official uniform is an old robe.

"Minister, minister is not easy to say!" Bu Kumu hesitated for a moment and buzzed like a mosquito. He was disappointed by the fact that Kublai Khan was not interested in his impeachment of Ahma, and he could not lift up some of the things that should be said.

"What's so bad about that. Lord Ahma's business is not as simple as you think. As for the rest, I have always regarded you as my own son, and if you say it, I and Brother Hutu will also listen to it! Kublai Khan slowed his tone and comforted softly. The officials were so poor that they couldn't afford to wear clothes, and no one had ever heard of it in all dynasties. Bu Humu's shabby appearance not only aroused his curiosity, but also hooked his concern for the local governance of Dayuan.

"But this matter is closely related to Lord Ahma!" Bu Kumu took half a step back and lowered his head and said.

"Oh, then tell me why you're so poor? When it comes to Lord Ahma, I'm in charge of it! Kublai Khan replied with a smile. I laughed secretly in my heart, I didn't ignore Mu Persistence, if you wanted to impeach Ahma, you just wanted to blame him for your own poverty. I think that although Ahma has a long hand, he does not dare to corrupt the officials of the hundred officials. I want to see today, your teacher Xu Heng, taught you how to pull irrelevant things together!

"The courtier's family is favored by the emperor, and he does not dare to pervert the law and enrich himself. But Lord Ahmad sent money indiscriminately, and there was no basis for it. As a result, local prices have soared, and the prices have exceeded the past by dozens of times. The people pay money ten times, and Yi Dousu can't. In the county where the minister is located, the people trade with goods and goods, and the money accumulated by the public and private is not good, and people regard it as a disadvantage. If it weren't for the minister's family business, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to afford to eat, so where would he have the strength to take care of the clothes on his body. The minister did not dare to deceive His Majesty, the travel expenses used to return to Beijing this time, the minister sold his wife's jewelry in exchange! (Alcoholic's note: not apocryphal, the original text is "the price has soared, the price is more than ten times...... Even the counties where they are located are traded in goods, and the money accumulated by the public and private is not good, and people regard it as a disadvantage, and the state is lacking" "Written by Zhao Mengfu in the same year in history)

"Is there such a thing?" Kublai Khan was shocked and asked. He knew that Buhumu didn't have the courage to deceive himself, but if the people were so tired, how could those who were lower than Buhumu survive, and how could the officials in the capital live so nourishingly?

"The minister didn't dare to make it up. Weichen remembered that of course, His Majesty set up a banknote law, and the law was set as 'two banknotes are worth one tael of silver'. For every two banknotes printed, one or two pieces of silver were needed in the treasury. But Lord Ahmad refused to carry it out, and last year he printed millions of new pieces of money. Nowadays, in the people, forty yuan of money is not worth one tael of silver. The annual income of the ministers is only equivalent to five taels of silver, according to the reward of the Majesty and His Majesty. When the minister took office, he did not dare to collect the local office fee, he did not dare to collect the people's grievance fee when the case was decided, and he also confiscated the filial piety money of his subordinates during the New Year's holidays, so he wore torn clothes and was rude in front of His Majesty. The minister's wife is a Han Chinese, good at weaving, and the horse is broken in five days. With her craftsmanship, the ministers will not embezzle in order to have enough to eat! But Lord Ahma's indiscriminate issuance of banknotes is forcing the ministers not to keep the ministers' festivals! Bu Kumu raised his head and said sadly. Thinking of his wife's hardships, the hardships of his family and the difficulties of holding on to himself, his eyes were red, and his courage became stronger and stronger. His mouth was like pouring beans, and he told what he had seen and heard in the place one by one.

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Drunkard's note: Historically, the Northern Yuan Dynasty was deaf, but in the mud, the character of some Mongolian ministers was remarkable. Buhumu is one of the more famous ones, not only writes good poetry, but also is upright. According to historical records, his father died early, and his fame was not obvious. And he himself is the same disciple of the crown prince Jin Zhen, and his knowledge is a temporary talent. After becoming an official, he is honest and honest and does not accept bribes. If the money was not enough, his wife would weave cloth to subsidize the family. He died of illness and had no money for a burial. The big corrupt official Sang Ge wept for it and allocated 500 yuan to deal with his funeral.

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