The officials will not agree, but Your Majesty may not.

What His Majesty wants is a prosperous era, and this move is tantamount to the establishment of a cabinet mechanism in the early Ming Dynasty, which is good governance.

As long as it is good governance, Emperor Hongzhi may have the courage to break through the ancestral system.

Yan Chengjin looked at Liu Lai, his eyes calm: "Will you reveal the official's strategy to Liu Gong?" ”

If you won't, I hope you will.

Liu Lai was still in shock, and he didn't come to his senses: "Lord Yan, this move must not be!" There have always been only six in the Ming Dynasty, how can one more be added.

The status of the imperial history is already beyond that of officials of the same quality, and the establishment of a secretary is not ......"

Imperial history, can directly expose officials to His Majesty.

Thanks to this, although the imperial history only has seven grades, it is more deterrent than the officials of the seven grades.

He did not agree with Yan Chengjin to set up four divisions.

"You come with me." Yan Chengjin walked into the duty room and pointed to the booklet: "These sparse performances and stamps, you have completed your review today." ”

On the three bookcases, the sparse and stamped chapters are stacked half a person high.

Liu Lai opened a book, and his face was embarrassed: "Why should adults make it difficult, even if the lower officials stay up all night, they can't finish the review." ”

Yan Chengjin didn't answer, but said: "Take the sparse music and go out of the palace with this official." ”

Liu Lai and Jiang Wen were confused, and each held a pile of sparse music.

After leaving the palace, they got into a carriage that was ready to be here, and Liu Lai and the four looked at Yan Chengjin, not knowing where to go?

Along the way, Yan Chengjin closed his eyes and recuperated, and occasionally opened his eyelids and took a sip of tea.

The carriage drove quickly to Liangxiang.

Soon, stopping in front of a shanty of homeless people, Yan Chengjin put on a three-layer human cage mouth, and the taste was lighter.

"Bring the sparse and stamped with you."

Liu Lai didn't know why, so he could only do so, and each moved a stack of booklets.

The four did not mean to despise the homeless.

But when I walked into the alley, I felt more and more that the smell was cold, and the black mud under my feet seemed to be mixed with dung, giving off a peculiar smell.

Suddenly I felt that I had nowhere to stay, and I covered my nose one after another.

After walking for a while, Yan Chengjin suddenly asked: "Look at the people here, the good township is obviously becoming more and more prosperous, but why are the displaced people increasing day by day?" ”

Liu Lai was puzzled.

As far as the eye can see, the weather is getting cooler, but the homeless people here are still wearing summer rags, shivering.

Yes, the good country is becoming more and more prosperous, why does the number of displaced people continue to increase?

Yan Chengjin continued: "It is because there are still many people in the world who have become outcasts. ”

Liu Lai and the four of them were slightly shocked, and their hearts twitched violently.

Yan Chengjin took the sparse music and looked at it, it was the sparse music sent back by Chongshi, Zhangzhou Mansion, Fujian.

"The torrential rain and typhoon in Zhangzhou have flooded farmland, and now in August, it is the time to pay the summer tax.

If this is done, without the royal approval of His Majesty, the people of Zhangzhou Mansion will have to pay taxes even if they are affected by the disaster, and how many people will be forced to leave their hometowns? ”

He picked up a letter again, which was sent back by Xu Xi, the imperial history of Luzhou Mansion: "Hong Jing, the prefect of Luzhou, deceived the people to collect money, and the people's fertile land was encroached upon, and the sedan chair was angrily sued by Xu Xi's imperial history."

How many of these plays do you have?

Today there is today's sparse music, tomorrow there is tomorrow's sparse music.

If it is delayed for one day, when will it be disposed of?

The number of imperial history personnel in the capital, there is no need for the official to say more, you also know that if you don't set up four divisions, how to deal with it? ”

In the previous life, the efficiency of officials was also a problem, let alone today.

Although the Imperial History Yamen was set up in the locality, picket one side.

However, the imperial history does not have the right to deal with the officials, but can only report it, and if the Metropolitan Procuratorate does not deal with it, although these filthy officials have been investigated, they will be put aside.

The imperial history of the capital has to be sent to Kedao, and you can't leave too much imperial history in the capital, and you can't deal with it at all.

Yan Chengjin wanted to set up four divisions, and the prison of later generations, in the final analysis, is also such a mechanism.

"The soup is giving, the palace does not accept money, come and take it away, the palace is going back to the palace."

Zhu Houzhao lay on the Taishi chair and shouted nonchalantly.

Lao Gao, this dog thing, let him make porridge what to do.

Liu Lai and the others followed the prestige, and their eyes almost fell: "This is ...... Prince? ”

The prince is stubborn, and everyone in the court knows it, how can he be kind and give porridge here?

Liu Lai took a closer look, he was really the prince.

Zhu Houzhao also saw the five of them, especially Yan Chengjin wearing a human cage, which was very conspicuous: "Old Gao, what the palace promised you has come true, you have to keep your promise." ”

Liu Lai and the four looked at Yan Chengjin: "My lord, why is the prince giving porridge here?" ”

Yan Chengjin said: "It's the official's advice, it's cold, send some food to the homeless." ”

Liu Lai's eyes were stunned, a little incredulous, as if his cognition had undergone earth-shaking changes.

It is rumored in the DPRK that Yan Chengjin delayed the prince and lost his mind.

He has always believed it and hated Yan Chengjin.

But now that I look at it, it's just a rumor, a rumor in the palace!

After looking at the crowds of homeless people receiving the porridge, he was grateful to the prince, and suddenly, Liu Lai looked at Yan Chengjin deeply: "All along, the lower officials have misunderstood my lord!" ”

Zhu Houzhao felt weird: "Lao Gao, what's wrong with him?" ”

Yan Chengjin said to Zhu Houzhao, the tool man: "Your Highness doesn't have to pay attention to it, concentrate on giving porridge." ”

He said to Liu Lai: "Soup porridge is the best policy, and getting rid of the evil officials in the world is the best policy." ”

Back in the carriage, there was a trace of reverence in the eyes of Liu Lai and the others.

Seeing that Yan Chengjin is a little hairy, is he pretending to be a little too much?

When they arrived in the capital, Yan Chengjin sent the four of them home.

……

LIU Fu,

A jujube red four-carrying sedan chair stopped in front of the vermilion gate.

Walking out of the sedan chair, Liu Jian took off his official hat and handed it to the housekeeper: "Is the young master on duty?" ”

"Just got off duty, waiting for the master in the main hall." The butler said.

Liu Jian was surprised, he rarely had anything to talk to him about, and he had something important to do.

Hurriedly walked into the main hall.

When Liu Lai saw him, he greeted him: "Father, Lord Yan's plan is to set up four divisions in the Metropolitan Procuratorate. ”

Liu Jian's complexion changed greatly, and this son is really going to change again!

Emperor Gao changed the Imperial Historical Observatory into the Imperial Procuratorate, set up an official system, and set up four divisions......

"You've found out?"

Liu Lai shook his head: "It was Lord Yan who told me." ”

This...... Yan Chengjin said it himself, and Liu Jian always felt that something was wrong.

But he felt that it was reasonable, and Yan Chengjin advised His Majesty to search his mansion.

Even, take the initiative to let Jinyiwei spy on him.

Not hiding privacy is exactly that kid's style.

"The establishment of four divisions in the Metropolitan Procuratorate has become six departments, nonsense."

Liu Lai said: "My father is not on duty in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, I don't know how many sparse music and stamps are sent back by the Metropolitan Procuratorate every day.

As far as my son knows, many of the bullets are gone.

Day after day, how can the Ming Dynasty achieve peace in the world? ”

If the imperial court does not issue an order, the local government has no right to deal with it, so there are often officials who come to the capital to petition at the risk of losing their black hats.

Liu Jian glared at his son angrily: "What nonsense! ”

"Tomorrow, I will accompany Lord Yan to ask Your Majesty to play." Liu Lai bowed slightly, turned around and retired.

Lose your marbles!

This kid has only been with Yan Chengjin for a day, and he is crazy!

Liu Jian stumbled and sat down in his chair, his mind blank in shock.

Yan Chengjin, what did you do to my son?