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Such a large amount of gold and silver is also a huge wealth for the Ming Dynasty, these gold, silver and jewelry, can completely subvert a small country, and it can even be said that it can buy a large number of civil and military officials, after all, wealth is moving!

After taking the fold from Zheng He's hand, Zhu Di symbolically flipped through it twice, and then threw it directly into the middle of the main hall, and sneered: "Look at it, what is written on it is really shocking!" ”

Xie Jin took two steps forward, picked up the fold from the ground, and only after reading a page, anger appeared on his face, and he almost roared in a low voice: "This, these guys are simply crazy!" There are still many of these things that those people from Fanbang paid tribute to my Daming, how did they get them. ”

"What do you say, Ji Gang?" Zhu Di, who was on the dragon chair, turned his head to look at the person standing in fourth place on the left and sneered.

Ji Gang originally thought that today's matter would not involve him, but he didn't expect Zhu Di to suddenly call him.

After all, Jinyiwei should arrest people, arrest people, seal the shop, and seal the store, long live what he tells him to do, what will he tell him to do, how obedient is it? Why is there anything else going on here?

But whoever calls the family is the one who is the top, he is a courtier, and he is beaten and scolded.

"If I'm not mistaken, in the first year of Yongle, there was an experience of the Siamese tribute mission being robbed of the tribute, right?" Zhu Di looked at Ji Gang coldly and said, "I strictly ordered you to investigate this matter at that time, and your Jinyiwei investigated for three months, but found nothing, and the matter was included in the file, and it was over." ”

After saying this, Zhu Di lowered his head and thought about it, and continued: "Also, on the eighteenth day of the first month of Yongle, the three boxes of jewels that Zhancheng paid tribute to my Ming Dynasty disappeared without a trace for no reason, and it was also for you Jinyi Wei to investigate, but it turned out to be the same as the Siamese tribute that was taken away, and it was once again shelved to the file and sealed in dust. ”

Just like this, Zhu Di continued to speak, every time he said something, Ji Gang's forehead was sweating a little more, and by the time Zhu Di finished the last thing, it was already sweating like rain on his forehead.

"These things are the business of your Jinyiwei, but you Jinyiwei haven't even found out a single thing." Zhu Di said indifferently, "You and Zheng He are the same, I have given you plenty of gold and silver, and all kinds of new weapons, all of which are given priority to your Dongchang and Jinyiwei, what about you?" That's how you repay me? ”

"The last will be guilty!" What else can Ji Gang say? can only kneel on the ground with a puff, nod and admit guilt.

"Yes, you are guilty, you are guilty." Zhu Di nodded, "I only hate raising you waste!" ”

"Hooray!" At this time, Yao Guangxiao walked out and said: "Long live the lord, after all, Jinyiwei is a violent supervision department, and he is not good at investigating cases. The minister thought that a separate department should be set up to investigate mystery cases and unjust cases, and these matters should be separated. ”

Yao Guangxiao will really mention it, this is completely unrelated, this is not the time to talk about this.

"Monk, you are crazy, is it time to say this?" Yang Shiqi pulled Yao Guangxiao and whispered behind him: "When you say this at this time, aren't you lighting the fire of the Long Live Lord?" ”

Yao Guangxiao didn't pay attention to Yang Shiqi, but still arched his hands, lowered his head, and couldn't see the expression on his face.

"Humph!" Zhu Di flicked his sleeves and said, "Do you think I haven't thought about it?" Jinyiwei and Dongchang, the two procuratorial agencies, the power is still too great! In that case, I will divide your rights, Yuan Zhongche! ”

Standing on the side of the general, a young man who looked no more than thirty-three or fourteen years old was obviously stunned for a moment, and when he saw that the people around him were looking at him, he stood up and saluted: "Weichen is here!" ”

This person's name is Yuan Zhongche, also known as Yuan Liuzhuang, and his father's name is Yuan Hui, who started with physiognomy. This old guy once predicted that because of the determination of Zhu Di, the king of Yan, to seize the throne, after Zhu Di ascended the throne, he would worship him as the Taichang Temple. And his son Yuan Zhongche, who passed on his father's skills at an early age, was well-informed, Zhu Di saw that he could do things, and he was quite wise, so he arranged him into the Criminal Department and became a waiter in the Criminal Department.

"Yuan Zhongche, I will immediately set up the 'Six Gates', and the responsibility of these 'Six Doors' is to deal with all kinds of mystery cases, unjust cases and headless public cases. Zhu Di looked at Yuan Zhongche and continued: "The six doors are the same as Jinyiwei and Dongchang, and there are six door masters with the highest official position, and the grade is three grades, and it is allowed to cross Jinyiwei to arrest the Qin criminal!" ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Di continued: "Of course, I won't let the six doors not even have a master. Dongchang, Jinyiwei, and even those people in the rivers and lakes with clean backgrounds, as long as you need them, you can recruit them into the six doors! I only want one result, and that is for you to make a difference in the shortest possible time. ”

From the servant of the criminal department under the fourth grade, he was promoted to the master of the six doors, and he is also the official of the third grade!

Although the entire Six Doors are still poor and white, and they don't even have any subordinates, Yuan Zhongche understands that these are all temporary, and with the support of the Long Live Lord, the Six Gates will soon be established.

"Weichen Xie Long Live Ye Longen!" Yuan Zhongche is a person who has been an official in the Criminal Department for so many years, and he can still do it without being shocked, he forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and Yuan Zhongche hurriedly kowtowed to Zhu Di to thank him.

"Hmm." Zhu Di nodded and said, "Yuan Zhongche, this matter from the 'Sakura Society' will be handled by you." I don't give you a time limit, as long as you can find out about the 'Sakura Society', I will definitely reward you greatly! ”

Originally, the ministers of civil and military affairs were secretly envious of Yuan Zhongche, and they got an official position of the third grade for nothing, but after hearing Zhu Di's last words, they secretly laughed, and at the same time were glad that Banzai did not choose them.

"Yes, Weichen will live up to the expectations of the Long Live Lord!" Although Yuan Zhongchen was a little worried in his heart, he still saluted Zhu Di respectfully, and then walked back again.

"Come, let's continue the topic of Fang Cai." After dividing the rights of Jinyiwei and Dongchang, Zhu Di's face reappeared flat, and he continued the topic that he had not finished talking about: "The cherry blossom society of this Japanese slave ......"

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Zhu Song didn't inquire about what happened in the kilometer, Zhu Song in the Xinhan Palace, he was like an eagle with joy, it was really a sky high for a bird to fly, and the sea was wide and a fish jumped.

There was no one up there to care about him, and in his words, he wanted to do whatever he wanted, and he wanted two glasses of milk, one drink, and one ...... Uh, isn't it a bit overdone?

In fact, from the 29th day of the lunar month to the 35th day of the Lunar New Year, Zhu Song hid in a warm room every day, playing with his sons and daughters, and he didn't even bother to get out of the door.

On this day, Zhu Song had a whim, wanting to record the growth of the children, but now Daming does not have a camera or a smart phone, and the only way to leave an image is to paint.

It's just that if you paint for too long, often for an hour, the children are very active, and they can sit on the chair for a quarter of an hour, that is the most honest child, if you put it on those children who have been jumping all day long, I am afraid that the table in front of you will be overturned early, and you are still waiting for you to paint?

After thinking about it, Zhu Song decided to use the sketching method of later generations to paint the children.

After all, when Zhu Song was in his previous life, he was a bodyguard of the whole of China and even the earth, the great master of the Bajiquan Martial Dao, and he could easily record the appearance of the target and draw the target very quickly.

Instructed the people in the house to find some charcoal, Zhu Song brought more than a dozen thick pieces of rice paper this New Year's greeting, but Zhu Song tried it and found that although the rice paper was tough, it was not hard enough.

Therefore, Zhu Song directly asked people to glue every three pieces of rice paper together to form a thicker piece of paper, so that the painting is not easy to be punctured by charcoal.

"Husband, what are you doing?" At this time, Xu Miaojin happened to walk into the house with a few snacks, and saw a thick piece of rice paper placed on the stove in the middle of the room, and asked curiously.

Zhu Song is stopping a few little guys, not telling them to get close to the stove, those paper eyes are going to do it, but don't be troubled by a few little guys.

"Oh, get some special pieces of paper, and draw a portrait of these little ones as a souvenir." Zhu Song grabbed Zhu Xuankun's arm with one hand and pulled Zhu Qiyue with the other, "Hey, by the way, why don't you draw one for you first?" ”

"Uh......" Xu Miaojin put the snack in his hand on the table and said, "Husband, do you still paint?" ”

Zhu Song was suddenly unhappy, and said: "Hey, just do paintings, your husband and I are very versatile, not only can compose poems, lyrics, and music, and have superb martial arts, but also can paint, which can be said to be ......."

I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such a shameless person! You don't boast about yourself like that, do you?

"Okay, good, concubine believes in you!" Seeing that Zhu Song was anxious, Xu Miaojin laughed coquettishly.

Bite? Lao Tzu is telling the truth, why doesn't anyone believe it?

"Husband, did you tell any jokes again, why did Sister Miaomiao laugh so happily?" At this moment, Xu Wanjun and Song Minglin, one with fruit and the other with wine, walked in.

Seeing Xu Miaojin smiling, Song Minglin couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's nothing, our lord, said he wanted to paint a portrait of us!" Before Zhu Song could talk, Xu Miaojin took the lead and said, "And the husband also said that he himself is versatile, and there is nothing he won't do." ”

"Huh?" Xu Wanjun opened her mouth in surprise, and said after a while: "Husband, you don't know yet, right?" Sister Miao Miao is known as a double masterpiece of calligraphy and painting, not only is she brilliant, but she is also quite accomplished in painting, and the painting can even be called a national master, hehe......"

Hey, stinky girl, what kind of expression do you have, have you seen this king deflated?

"Wanjun, don't talk too much, the so-called art industry has a specialty, in ink painting, the husband admits that it is indeed inferior to your Miaomiao sister, but the husband has a painting skill here, but throughout the Ming Dynasty, no one knows!"

Zhu Song was very calm, and even showed a triumphant expression on his face, which made people rush up and slap him in the face a few times.

"Then the concubine will wait and see!" Song Minglin pulled Xu Wanjun, who still wanted to speak, and said.

"Lord Wang, this is what you want." At this moment, a maid walked in with a plate of things.

"Well, put things here, you can go down." Zhu Song nodded to the maid and sent her down.

Everyone looked forward and found that there were a few non-stop brushes on the plate, finely polished and black charcoal blocks, and a few other things that had nothing to do with painting.

"Husband, this is ......" Xu Wanjun asked a little strangely.

"Hey, you'll find out in a moment." Zhu Song deliberately sold Guanzi, but he didn't tell them what it was, and whispered, "There is still one thing left to live." ”

In less than a quarter of an hour, two little eunuchs walked in, one carrying a stand on his shoulders, the other holding a wooden board that was an inch thick, three feet long, and more than a foot wide.

Zhu Song propped up the wooden frame, fixed the wooden board on the wooden frame, and then picked up the thick rice paper from the ground, clamped it on the wooden board, and fixed it.

"Miaomiao, you go and sit in a chair." Zhu Song arranged for Xu Miaojin to sit on the chair, and then held a small ruler engraved with a precise distance in his hand, and looked at Xu Miaojin's head for a long time, and then directly started the charcoal pen...... Let's just call it charcoal and start the overall architecture.

"Miaomiao, if you stay like this, it's just a little half a pillar of incense, and the husband can paint it for you!" After instructing Xu Miaojin, Zhu Song began to draw very simply.

Xu Wanjun and Song Minglin didn't care at first, but fed the three children on the side, and after a quarter of an hour, they saw that their husband was still waving his right hand in front of the wooden shelf, and couldn't help but move a few steps forward curiously.

But as soon as they stepped forward, the beautiful eyes of the two girls suddenly widened, and their faces were full of incredible expressions, as if they had seen a ghost!

Zhu Song glanced at the two girls with his eyes, and his heart suddenly became proud.

Nonsense, can the two of them not see ghosts? This sketch is very different from Chinese painting, the most important thing in sketching is realism, not like these ink portraits, in order to highlight the goal, the target is drawn to the boss, but other things are small like rabbits, this is obviously not realistic!

Quietly this sketch, in just a quarter of an hour, Xu Miaojin has a beautiful appearance, and his posture jumps on the paper, even if he doesn't know how to paint, he can think of Xu Miaojin's true face when he sees this painting!

After another quarter of an hour, the portrait of Xu Miaojin on rice paper has become clearer and clearer, and even the folds on her clothes are vividly painted.