On the same day, Zhu Youxiao thought about it all night.

The Confucian Mansion has continued to this day, and the emperors of all dynasties, regardless of what they think in their hearts, have to respect Confucius on the bright side anyway, so as to win over the world's scholars and scholars.

This disgusting Confucius Mansion is a disguised way to tell them not to jump too much, if Confucius Mansion can stop there, it will be easy to do.

But if the Confucian government does not forgive, what if it has to encourage the world's scholars and scholars to oppose the imperial court? This is a force to be reckoned with, but it is not without a solution.

Although the influence of readers is great, they can also reverse black and white and distort right and wrong with their leisurely mouth, but their weaknesses are also obvious, and their strength is not enough!

The attitude towards the Confucian Mansion, Zhu Youxiao, who is the emperor, is very simple.

Let them stay in Qufu well, as long as they don't cause trouble, the court will still give the face of the contemporary Yan Shenggong, but if they kick their noses in the face, this matter will not end so well.

Now there is a question, that is, Gu Dazhang's request to pay taxes to the Confucian government in Qufu County is the words of his family or the meaning of the civil officials.

Or maybe it's the Confucian Mansion that is operating in the shadows...

At this time, Wei Zhongxian's role was highlighted, at least, his Dongchang investigation ability was still excellent, and the intelligence network was all over the world, not to mention all kinds of dogs.

Dealing with a rogue family like Confucius, who claims to be a saint, will be able to control evil with evil!

Leave this matter to Wei Zhongxian, and Zhu Youxiao is also relieved.

Observing words and emotions is Wei Zhongxian's most basic ability, and those words that have been passed down in the past and rumors in the palace should be able to make him weigh the weight.

As for what to do in the end, Zhu Youxiao didn't have an idea yet, after all, the Confucian Mansion was not an ordinary local wealthy family, and if he said he would kill him, he would kill him.

For thousands of years, their influence in the hearts of scholars, scholars, and even the common people is no weaker than that of the ruling court.

In the next few days, Zhu Youxiao has been waiting for a piece of news, that is, the final result of the secret performance of Gu Dazhang.

The result determines whether the means against Confucius are tough or not.

......

Three days later, in the night, lightning and thunder thundered over the Forbidden City, and the rain broke through the sweltering heat for several days.

"Yunnan Governor Cai Mingsheng invited the Holy Hear:

At the beginning of December of the first year of the Apocalypse, there was a loud earthquake in auspicious clouds, crushing more than 1,300 houses, displacing the people, and more than 20 local officials died in the epicenter. The local order has collapsed, and the imperial court is requested to make a quick decision. ”

Zhu Youxiao, who was holding the pen in his hand, sighed lightly, and there was an earthquake again, he stretched out his hand and dipped it in ink, as if he had already seen it, and Zhu Criticism:

"One million taels of silver for disaster relief will be supervised by the Jinyi Wei Supervision Division, and those who dare to reach out for disaster relief will be raided and beheaded! In addition, the garrison was transferred from Linzhou Province to Xiangyun to stabilize order. ”

After writing, Zhu Youxiao picked up another copy with a heavy heart.

Unexpectedly, it's also bad news.

"His Majesty knows that the superintendent Si Tian Ergeng knows that:

At the end of September, the Yellow River broke in Suiyang, and the local government concealed it and did not report it, so that it was now flat within 150 miles of Xu and Pi. ”

Seeing this, Zhu Youxiao's chest rose a little wave, and he pondered for a moment, that is, he said:

"Suining County will be exempted from all kinds of money, food, and forced labor for two and three years of the Apocalypse. He Maocai, the governor of Nanzhili, was dismissed from his post and investigated, and Wang Zaitijin, the minister of military aircraft, went to Suining to preside over disaster relief. ”

For the next half an hour, Zhu Youxiao sat in the Xinuan Pavilion like this, accompanied by the lightning and thunder above his head, as well as the faint incense coming from the Xuande furnace in the cabinet, and finished the more than 60 copies of the notes that had just been sent.

Seeing that the emperor had finished approving the book, Wang Chaofu, the steward of the Qianqing Palace, who had been waiting on the side, hurriedly glanced outside the pavilion.

A little eunuch silently walked into Xinuan Pavilion, picked up more than 60 books, turned around and left.

Zhu Youxiao stretched his waist and sighed silently in his heart, being an emperor in the Ming Dynasty is really not a worry-free job.

It's not just that you can't worry about it, if you want to hold everything in your hands, and if you want to strengthen centralized power, you have to personally ask for and approve every book.

The establishment of the military machine room is only to make it more convenient to issue the decree in the future, and gradually form a pattern of bypassing the cabinet, drafting the decree from the celebrant and supervising the order, and sending it directly from the military machine room.

The current military machine room is not yet the complete military aircraft department of the Taqing Dynasty in later generations, but it has become more and more important under the heavy power of the emperor, intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course,It's not enough to just approve the book.。

After these more than 60 copies are approved, there will be more than 60 edicts, which will take effect from top to bottom! Otherwise, like the younger brother of Emperor Chongzhen in later generations, it takes effort and effort to approve it but it is useless, so how can it be done?

The first is to have military power, the second is to have a bureaucratic system that obeys orders, and third, there must be corresponding supervision and divisions.

The Superintendent Division, the East Factory, and the Comparative Affairs Mansion, which only Zhu Youxiao himself knows about so far, are all such institutions, which serve the emperor exclusively.

After receiving the edict in a certain place, the officials still went their own way, and the role of the superintendent and the Dongchang came, and they would collect the evidence of the crime and go to the Beijing Division.

Zhu Youxiao will use this evidence to make a fool of himself, and he will replace those magistrates who do not stop talking with obedient ones.

Over time, the local government will have some control.

The various disasters that gradually began in the second year of the Apocalypse were a heavy blow to the Ming Dynasty, but they also had benefits, that is, Zhu Youxiao did not have to arrange any more reasons, and he could justifiably start to vigorously rectify the court officials.

After the earthquake in the three provinces of Shandong, Zhu Youxiao promoted a group of royalist cutting-edge civil officials headed by Wen Tiren and Yang Sichang, who are now serving at the grassroots level and are shining brightly.

It is not a trivial matter that the Yellow River broke this time and flooded more than 150 miles of Suining in Nanzhili, and the inaction of the local government was the result of everyone's money.

There is no need for Zhu Youxiao to use the "Beijing Daily" to create any momentum, just directly order a group of officials to be replaced, because at this juncture, no one will oppose the imperial court's disaster relief and people's relief.

"Boom ——!"

At this moment, when Zhu Youxiao fell into his thoughts, a thunderbolt sounded in the air, and lightning struck the air, making the hall instantly bright, like day.

The Xuande furnace burning with sandalwood poured down violently, and the sound filled the jade hall.

Wang Chaofu rushed into the Xinuan Pavilion with rolling and crawling, his hands trembled, and he was relieved to look at the Emperor of the Apocalypse who was not in the slightest panic:

"Master! The secret music you've been waiting for has arrived, it's here! ”

Zhu Youxiao raised his head when he heard this, stared at the secret music in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in an emotionless voice:

"Read!"

Wang Chaofu trembled and opened the tantric music, just looking at it, he knew what the outcome of this matter would be.

He naturally understands the temperament of this emperor, how can he be the lord who can let others ride on his head, Confucius, this time it is going to be a catastrophe!

He pressed his knees against the temple, and at this moment, the faint candle flame in the hall was extinguished by the sudden wind, and through another flash of lightning, he saw the eunuchs kneeling around him, and the cold face of the emperor.

The secret recital of the matter was concise and powerful, only a small line of words, but it was enough for the Emperor of the Apocalypse above to understand the whole thing.

"After investigation: it was done by Confucius!"