Chapter Twenty-Three: Got It

There are two gardens in the Forbidden City, one of which is naturally the imperial garden of the harem. The other place is the Cining Palace Garden.

Zhu Qizhen helped the Empress Dowager to walk in the garden of Cining Palace, only to see that this garden was full of Jiangnan flavor, and it was dazzling for a while.

The Empress Dowager sat down at a water pavilion. Immediately sprinkled the bait in his hand in the water, and naturally countless koi fish fought bravely, and in the midst of the waves, the golden red scales shone brightly, and it was very beautiful to see.

"Lu Quan's case has been figured out." The Empress Dowager said.

Zhu Qizhen said: "The child has figured it out. Then he told him what he was thinking.

The Empress Dowager said: "You, you still owe some fire, why did Wang Ji use Lu Cheng as a raft?" ”

Zhu Qizhen was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to say that Wang Ji wanted to seize the authority of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, but before the words could be spoken, Zhu Qizhen felt that something was wrong. Why, because the Empress Dowager has already issued an edict, it is clear that she will stop all urgent tasks and recuperate with the people of the world.

And Zhang Fu, these veterans are still there, how can it be possible to let the military department replace the Governor's Office of the Five Armies to lead the world's soldiers and horses, you must know that the royal family and many nobles are related by marriage. A lot of people can go straight to heaven.

If Wang Ji understands this, he will not choose to make a big move at this time.

Wang Ji sat in the position of the secretary of the military department, and naturally tried to find a way to fight for more rights for himself, but he did not have the idea of changing the current political structure.

He's not that kind of fool.

So why did he do it.

Zhu Qizhen thought about it, the first was that he hit the muzzle of the gun, and the second was that there were other reasons.

Zhu Qizhen immediately ruled out the first idea.

Because Ma Shun said, such things are not commonplace in the army, and they are not uncommon. It's not a rare thing, after all, Mongolian herdsmen, when they get on the horse, they are warriors, and when they get off the horse, they are the people. Lu Quan's question, although it was a bit excessive.

But when it comes out and deals with it, there is a sense of targeting.

Zhu Qizhen didn't speak for a while, and the Empress Dowager said: "Haven't you seen Yang Shoufu's recent excerpts?" ”

Zhu Qizhen blurted out and said, "Yang Shiqi wants to rectify the army." ”

The Empress Dowager said: "The son can be taught. ”

Zhu Qizhen seemed to clear the mystery in front of him for a while, and said: "In this case, Wang Ji was instructed by Yang Shiqi, why did Wang Ji's idea of wanting heavy punishment fall through, but only exile." ”

The Empress Dowager said: "This is Wang Ji's plan to retreat from the first two and one. ”

Zhu Qizhen said in surprise: "Wang Ji didn't think about killing Lu Cheng at the beginning. ”

The Empress Dowager said: "Even if he wants to, Yang Shiqi will not let him get his wish, Yang Shiqi is an old man who seeks the country, and now there are two major disadvantages in the local guards, occupying land and servitude." ”

"The officers occupied the land of the soldiers, and Emperor Taizu said at the beginning of the country that he would raise an army of millions and not waste a penny of the people. At that time, it was true, but in the Yongle years, there were many wars, and the imperial court had to subsidize the army. ”

"Last year, your father decreed that in the name of guarding the border and hard work, he has increased the money and grain of the soldiers of the Nine Sides, and this money and grain can be sent to the account of the household department."

"I don't know how much fertile land in the world is in the army, but now it is not enough to support itself. Where did all this field go? ”

"And then there's the occupancy. Not to mention anything else, there are still tens of thousands of soldiers building the city wall in Beijing today. and your father's mausoleum, which was built by the guards. How many elite soldiers are there in Beijing? ”

"I don't even know, and I don't dare ask."

"That's why Yang Shiqi wants to rectify the army."

Zhu Qizhen listened and said: "Grandma means that Yang Shiqi wants to rectify the army and take Lu Cheng to open the knife, so the grandson doesn't understand, why Yang Shiqi will let Lu Cheng go, shouldn't he take Lu Quan's head to sacrifice the flag?" ”

The Empress Dowager said: "If you want to govern with your mind, you have to make a big mess." Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, many things must not be rushed, the more anxious, the more wrong it is. ”

"Let's talk about the occupation of the army first, the bulk of the occupation of the service, is to repair the city of Beijing, from Emperor Taizong to the present, twenty or thirty years to build, at most, shake the people as many as a million people. A considerable number of them are military households. Even now, there are not a few squad troops who build and prepare for the city of Beijing. ”

"But can these people go?"

"This Beijing city, from the Yongle period to the present, is probably repaired, but the city gate, the city wall, there are still some places that need to be repaired. Your father's tomb and your tomb will be built. ”

"Can these people go?"

"As for Zhantian? Whoever dares to occupy the land is the backbone of the army. Clean up the occupied land, you are not afraid of turmoil in the army? ”

"What to do, Yang Shiqi is measured in his heart."

Zhu Qizhen completely understood.

In the end, this case still hit the muzzle of the gun. The fate of Lu Cheng's exile also proves Yang Shiqi's determination to rectify military affairs, and also hints at the bottom line.

Generally speaking, as long as it is not a major problem, Yang Shiqi does not want to kill people.

Thinking about a lot of misdeeds in the army, Zhang Fu knows no less than Yang Shiqi. Therefore, Zhang Fu acquiesced to some things, and it is likely that Zhang Fu and Yang Shiqi secretly had a conflict.

Perhaps, only exile and no murder are the conditions put forward by Zhang Fu.

It's just that Zhu Qizhen understands Yang Shiqi's sense of proportion in his heart. But one thing is not impressed.

In this way, it will only last for a few years, and after a few years, the situation in the army will probably only be worse at this time, and it will not be better than now.

It's just that Zhu Qizhen also knows that Yang Shiqi is not the prime minister after all, even if he is the prime minister, unless he can do Huo Guang and Zhang Juzheng's sake, neither of these two major events can be solved.

"My grandson understands." Zhu Qizhen felt a little stunned, thinking that as long as the army could fight, Yang Shiqi would not intend to pursue many cases.

The Empress Dowager said: "Emperor, you must know that others see that when the emperor gives an order, the people of the world obey everything. If you think so, you're very wrong. ”

"You must know that the emperor can't do anything happy."

"There will be many things that will make you feel aggrieved in the future. But no matter how aggrieved you are, you can only endure it. Take your time. But you have to know everything. You're pretending to be confused, not really confused. ”

"Don't look at people, how to say? It depends on what he does? ”

"Grandson understood." Zhu Qizhen said: "It's just that grandma thinks that this letter is sparse, what should I do?" ”

The Empress Dowager said: "Recently, you are not ten Zhang Wang Youjun every day. Come, let grandma see how well you write. Then she waved her hand and asked Wang Zhen to send the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and prepared a cinnabar pen for Zhu Qizhen.

The rich red color on the cinnabar pen is like blood, and it wants to drip down.

In the blank space at the end of this inscription, Zhu Qizhen hung his wrist and said, "Grandma, what do you write?" ”

"What do you think should be written?" The Empress Dowager said.

Zhu Qizhen was silent for a while, this is the case, even if he makes some changes, can he change Yang Shiqi's approach?

Impossible.

Not only Yang Shiqi won't, but the Empress Dowager also doesn't allow it.

The Empress Dowager's trust in Yang Shiqi is not only the friendship between Yang Shiqi and Emperor Renzong for many years, but also the harmony of political ideas.

Zhu Qizhen was the first to grow up quickly.

No matter how mature he is, others see him as a young master. There is a natural sense of distrust.

What Zhu Qizhen can do is only endure it.

"Tick", a drop of cinnabar fell on the song, blowing up a blood moon-like trace, Zhu Qizhen put down the pen, pressed on the trace, turned his wrist, and wrote three words in a short time.

Got it.

These three words can only be regarded as visible, without a bit of style, and the structure is not too reasonable. However, it was the first time he left a pen and ink on the question.

With the first review, it didn't give him a good feeling.

The Empress Dowager saw these three words and said: "Grandson, I know you are unwilling, but it takes time to do a lot of time, and if you don't do it at the right time, not only will it be useless, but you will have it." ”

Zhu Qizhen asked, "When is the right time?" ”

"It's up to you," said the Empress Dowager, "and many opportunities are not waited, they are made by themselves." ”