Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the ridge of the field, his hands naturally on his legs, like an old farmer who wanted to rest for a while after finishing farm work in the field.

The old man's gaze calmly swept over the faces of the courtiers in front of him, and he sighed faintly.

Yu Xin, Wang Jun and others jumped in their hearts for no reason, and the good and dignified Majesty actually said that he was at fault?

Don't think about it.

The person kneeling in front immediately raised his hands and slapped them on the ground.

"Your Majesty is the Holy Son of Heaven, why do you say this."

"Today, I am happy to get a yield of 30 stone of sweet potatoes per mu, which is a celebration of heaven and earth."

"The merits of the Holy Son of Heaven are immeasurable, and the four seas are surrendered."

The courtiers chirped like the birds of the forest in the dense jungle of the Shenlie Mountain, and engaged in a chaotic cry day and night.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, stuffed the record text in his hand into his sleeve, and said quietly: "It has been twenty-seven years since we ascended the throne, and every year this place suffers disasters, and the people starve to death. The people are hungry and poor, what face do we have to be called saints? I'm ashamed."

Yu Xinmeng raised his head.

"Your Majesty!"

Wang Jun and the other officials also looked frightened, and they all spoke: "Your Majesty must not!"

They were really scared.

Because the sweet potato yields 30 stones per mu, the emperor is touted as a saint from heaven, even if all the credit belongs to the emperor alone, it is a good thing for everyone.

But if the emperor is so sad now, and finally makes an edict against himself, it will be the great fault of these courtiers.

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted, patted his ass and stood up.

looked at the courtiers kneeling on the ground in front of him.

Zhu Yuanzhang said in a deep voice: "I am not an emperor who is very happy, nor am I a person who sells fame and reputation. Daming planted sweet potatoes, and now it is like a toddler, but it is only three or five steps. One thing is heavenly, and everything is in the future?

I don't want to be the monarch of the former Song Dynasty, I don't like to be famous, and I don't like to do it. I don't allow what you are begging for today, and I hope you won't mention it again in the future."

Yu Xin and the others didn't expect the emperor to be so resolute, and even used the affairs of the previous dynasty to warn them, those who advised today.

Although the emperor did not say what would happen if they mentioned this matter again in the future, it was conceivable that if they really didn't listen to today's words, I am afraid that they would have to go to Jinyiwei.

I heard that the hundred households named Zhang Hui in Jinyiwei recently have made great achievements in the interrogation, and the holy hands of the Tai Hospital value him very much.

Zhu Yunxi had a strange face at this time.

A certain Zhao's face, hundreds of years after his death, was slapped hard by the old man.

When Zhu Yunxi began to fantasize about whether Zhao would jump crazy because he knew about it.

Zhu Yuanzhang already looked at his eldest grandson with kind eyes: "What the grandson said today is excellent, at present, sweet potatoes can have a yield of thirty stones per mu, which is the work of the supervisors and ministers of Shanglin Yuan, we must not be rewarded, we must not be rewarded!"

Zhu Yunxi's eyes flashed.

Seeing that the old man was looking at him indistinctly, he immediately bent down and arched his hand: "Grandpa Shengming."

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted, and turned his head to look at Yuan Sutai and the officials of Lin Yuanjian who were present.

"Today, the yield of sweet potatoes per mu is thirty stones, and the supervisor of Shanglin Yuan has made great contributions."

In front of the sweet potato field, the breath of the hundred officials couldn't help but stagnate.

Everyone knows that Shanglin Yuanjian is going to be developed again this time. ….

Many people inevitably have a trace of jealousy and envy in their hearts.

Shanglin Yuan Jian has been promoted from a small yamen who has no sense of existence in the court to a yamen who has been promoted from a third-grade ministry to a yamen.

His Majesty will probably continue to preside over Yuan Sutai as the supervisor of Shanglin Yuan.

Do you want to upgrade the Yamen of Shanglin Yuan?

Ranked among the six ministries and the Metropolitan Procuratorate?

Just in the midst of envy and waiting for everyone.

Yuan Sutai had already squeezed in front of the emperor's feet at the foot of the ridge with a group of officials from the Shanglin Yuan Prison.

"Ministers don't dare to say anything about their work."

Zhu Yuanzhang I

waved his hand: "Give Yuan Sutai, the supervisor of the Lin Yuan, the rank of young master, and it should be the same." Reward the eight beams of the crown, appreciate the python costume. and his wife, as well as his wife."

This grace is great!

Under the ridge, not only Yuan Sutai himself, but also all the remaining officials were shocked and surprised.

The emperor can be said to have given Yuan Sutai the greatest reward.

Looking closely, there was no one present who could surpass Yuan Sutai in terms of official rank.

Even Zhai Shan, the new secretary of the ministry, can't either!

Young master, from a product of the crane big red robe.

Loose rank Wenxun is the same as the same product.

Yuan Sutai's wife also has a wife's fate.

This is the highest reward that the Ming Dynasty can give to Yuan Sutai.

As for the Taishi of Zhengyipin, at the beginning of the country, only Li Shanchang got it.

Before everyone could finish their amazement.

Zhu Yuanzhang had already spoken again: "All the ministers of Shanglin Yuan are all advanced to the next level."

It is really a person who has attained the Tao, and the chicken dog has ascended to heaven.

Yuan Sutai was rewarded with the highest price, and the officials of Shanglin Yuan Prison were also promoted to the next level.

It's really rain and dew, regardless of thickness or thinness.

For a while, the sweet potato field was silent, and they were all envious.

Yuan Sutai, who had just wailed for a long time because he confirmed the yield of sweet potatoes, almost failed to control his emotions.

From the young master of the first product.

Although it is from the first product, it is also a first-class member!

Yuan Sutai only felt that his liver and gallbladder were trembling uncontrollably at the moment, and his subordinates did not dare to resign.

Yuan Sutai's heavy five-body throw to the ground.

"Minister Yuan Sutai, thank you!"

"Your Lord's Order, Thank You!"

"Long live my emperor."

Zhai Shan, who fell behind the hundred officials, smiled slightly, and also bowed to the ground, leading the hundred officials to shout: "My emperor Shengming."

…………

"Your Majesty is really a saint!"

In the prison of Shanglin Yuan, on the shore of Qianhu Lake under Shenlie Mountain, Yu Xin, who was kneeling on his knees covered with dust, stood in a field planted with unknown crops, looking at the road ahead After seeing off the emperor and the crown prince and others, the officials in groups of three or five muttered in a low voice.

Wang Jun stood beside him, his hands in his sleeves, tilting his head to look at Yu Xin: "What's the explanation?"

Yu Xin was stunned for a moment, and blinked at Wang Jun, as if to confirm whether this old man really didn't understand or fake.

After half a ring, Yu Xin didn't see a doorway.

He could only speak in a low voice: "Your Majesty, where is this rewarding Yuan Sutai and Shanglin Yuanjian, this is clearly a reward for the grandson."

When Wang Jun heard this, he suddenly woke up, his eyes lit up, and he whispered in a panic: "There is no reward, in case the wood shows in the forest?" ….

Yu Xin nodded: "The more Your Majesty is like this, the more stable the position of the grandson will be......

The emperor took such careful care of his grandson, and even the Ming Dynasty can now have sweet potatoes with a yield of thirty stones per mu, it is because of the grandson. It stands to reason that the biggest credit should be the grandson, but just now in the sweet potato field, he gave Yuan Sutai and Shanglin Yuanjian enough rewards, but he didn't say a word about the merits of the grandson, and even deliberately avoided it.

Rewards and punishments, in many cases, cannot be simply taken at face value.

couldn't help but think of King Qin, who had recently been summoned to heaven and punished for kneeling in the Taimiao.

The things that King Qin did and the sins he suffered were not because of his grandson?

Yu Xin shook his head silently.

Wang Jun seemed to be opened up by his words, and whispered in a low voice: "If this is the case, then Your Majesty will give Yuan Sutai the position of young master that has been vacant for 27 years today, I am afraid that it also has the intention of beating me and other officials in the court."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jun only felt as if a cool breeze was blowing behind him, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Yu Xin nodded, his face not very good-looking: "Zhan Zi

Why did Shan resign from the beggar bones? It's to see this clearly. Your Majesty now only depends on whether the courtiers are really doing things, and whether they will become the ones who drag their feet. The merit of doing things will be rewarded, even if there is one, it will be protected. But if they hold back, I'm afraid they will be driven away one by one."

"Zhan Zishan was just decided, but when he finally came, he was a good person, and he submitted his resignation, that is, he carried the pot for us people once!"

Wang Jun's face also became a little unsightly.

The reason for Zhan Zishan's resignation from the beggar bones, he understands.

Because of the destruction of the Li family in Taipingli, these people were just a little tempted. At that time, His Majesty showed a tough attitude.

Zhan Zishan saw things clearly, so he took the initiative to use the position of Wenhua Hall scholar and secretary of the Ministry of Ministers to bear the responsibility for all the impeachments at that time.

Wang Jun whispered with some hesitation: "Then from now on, I ...... How shall we stand on this court?"

Yu Xin turned his head to look at Wang Jun, with a strange smile on his face: "As long as you can treat and value Zhang Ergong and those people, you will be fine......

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Wang Jun to speak.

He smiled sarcastically, shook his head, and said, "I want to come, but you don't want to."

Wang Jun was probably seen through the unspeakable thoughts in his heart, Rao has been an official for many years, his face is still slightly red, and he can't help but subconsciously look away.

Wang Jun muttered, "It's time to get down to business."

Yu Xin snorted twice: "Then continue to do what this official did today, although he can't be in the same class as Yuan Sutai, wearing the red robe of the crane, but he won't be targeted by His Majesty."

"You want me to be a flattering minister in front of Your Majesty?" Wang Junmeng turned his head and looked at Yu Xin with wide eyes: "Have you forgotten what Your Majesty said today? There will be a next time, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape the responsibility."

Yu Xin, who was scolded as a flattering minister, was not angry.

just smiled helplessly and shook his head: "I said, Brother Wang, you are really ...... What I mean is that in the future, when I am an official in the court, I will only be the quail that nods. The will of the Holy Mind is difficult to disobey, and the Holy Decree is difficult to disobey. You and I will do the errand of being a monk and ring the bell for a day, and if Your Majesty wants me to do something, I will arrange it later, and we will never go against Your Majesty." ….

Wang Jun felt that his head was probably dulled by the rough work of the Ministry of Works, and asked ignorantly, "Be an echo worm, Your Majesty will not be angry?"

Yu Xin shook his head again and again: "In this world, can everyone really be fair and do things in a down-to-earth manner? You and I both know that it is impossible, and so does Your Majesty. In that case, it's better to keep an obedient person in front of you than to replace someone who only knows how to fight to the death all day, right?"

"This official ......"

Wang Jun sighed softly, but in the end he didn't say what was in his heart, waved his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and walked away.

Yu Xin snorted twice.

Since he set foot in the officialdom, he is familiar with the government affairs of the world, and the people in the world must keep in mind all the dangers in the field, and the household department is in charge of the world's money and grain taxes, and he is not bad at doing it, and he always protects the money and grain of the court from being short.

But people's minds change.

It has been twenty-seven years since the dynasty.

Your Majesty's mind is changing, and so are the minds of the people below.

My mind is also changing.

I don't want to be a mediocre official, but I don't have the courage to be that big.

With one eye open and one eye closed, and the Ming Dynasty's money bag was guarded, Yu Xin felt that he was worthy of the teachings of the sages and the emperor's cultivation and promotion.

……

"Yuan Sutai's wife was very happy when she received the order, and now she no longer says that he is not home all day."

"It's Yuan Sutai, but after wearing the crane red robe once to worship the ancestors, he still changed into his dirty robes and was busy in the fields."

"The news of the yield of sweet potatoes per mu of 30 stone has been spread, and now everyone in Tianfu is looking forward to it, and they only hope to be able to plant sweet potatoes next year."

"That's why there are a few places in Tianfu

In the places where the reform of the grain chief tax collector has not yet been completed, the people have taken the initiative to expose it and carry it out."

The autumn breeze is blowing, and the smoke is vast.

On the side of the Yangtze River, at the Longwan Wharf under Yingtian City, Zhu Gaochi put his hands in his pockets, looked sideways at Zhu Yunxi, who was wearing indigo trolling beside him, and whispered about the follow-up events caused by the sweet potato incident in the past two days.

Zhu Yunxi looked back at the dock, which was greeted by the palace attendants, Gong E, the officers and soldiers of the Shangzhi Military Guard, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

Seeing that everywhere you look, there are flags waving and ribbons fluttering, and the heart that has been hanging is a little relaxed.

"How are the 100 officials of the DPRK and China doing these two days?"

Zhu Yunxi looked at Xiaopang and asked.

Zhu Gaochi shrugged his shoulders and pouted, "What else? Naturally, I was talking about Young Master Yuan's great achievements all day long, and I couldn't wait to replace him and enjoy the scenery of that master."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Gaochi sighed lightly, frowned, and tilted his head to look at Zhu Yunxi with a light smile on his face.

"You're not asking this!"

After speaking urgently, Zhu Gaochi's eyes kept turning, and then froze: "They, isn't that a day a hundred days, a hundred days like a day. I heard that Zhai Shan felt that the current three-year Jingcha was not enough to achieve all 100 official virtues and administrative achievements, and he wanted to learn from the official selection and evaluation system of Jiaozhi Dao, but now there are some rumors, and many people have something.

Moreover, the head of the household is still in the book, and it seems that he thinks that the clan has taken too much, and intends to reduce the expenses of the clan. And because of the military affairs of the Nine-Side, it is necessary to make some changes to the system of opening the Central Committee. But it's also a rumor, and it hasn't been implemented. ….

However, Wang Jun, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, seemed to have heard the rumors of the household department, and for some reason, he scolded Yu Xin in the yamen. Then he went to the recital, and said that his grandfather should give Zhang Ergong an official job in the Ministry of Industry."

On the river outside the wharf, only one merchant ship after another obeyed the orders of Tianfu and anchored or cruised on the river, and never approached the wharf within the berthing range. And like snowflakes, fishing boats scattered on the river.

Zhu Yunxi glanced at it twice, and then said with a smile: "They are like this, but I am a little surprised."

"Huh?" Zhu Gaochi was a little puzzled.

"The winds in the imperial court are beginning to change." Zhu Yunxi's face was tense, and he didn't dare to slack off: "Do you think they are all worried about state affairs, and even don't hesitate to offend the clan?"

Zhu Gaochi nodded: "Isn't it? Just because of the rumors of the household department, Brother Bing'er and the others almost rushed to the household department to find Yu Xin to settle the account, and asked him the household department, whose household department it is."

Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, and searched the dock, but did not find Zhu Shangbing.

Then he turned his head and said, "Where did they go?"

Zhu Gaochi pursed his lips, and the two hands in his pockets arched: "If you really go, can you still leave the palace now?" You can't be beaten by your grandfather, it's indispensable to have a fried shredded pork on a bamboo board."

Zhu Yunxi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

That's what worries about me.

The wind direction of the DPRK and China officials has changed, and they have become more cautious and cautious in their work, and they attach importance to their official positions everywhere.

Regardless of whether the household department promotes the clan's reduction of the clan's income, at least the rumor comes out, they are working for the country, and the clan dares to say a word more?

It can be described as easy to advance and retreat.

However, Wang Jun, a serious Confucian disciple, was able to pull down his son and directly ask the old man to get Zhang Ergong to get them to the Ministry of Works, but it was a little unexpected.

It's just that......

Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Yunxi, who had been frowning, and said in a low voice: "Are you worried that if Zhang Ergong and them are taken to the Ministry of Industry, they will be placed under Wang Jun's rule, and it will be difficult to do things in the future?"

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "There is this worry."

Zhu Gaochi pulled out his hands from his pockets, stretched out his hand to support his chin, and said curiously, "You haven't watched the Chaozhong recital in the past two days?"

Zhu Yunxi was puzzled: "The marriage is approaching, and today is the day when the Xinguo Mansion and the Xiping Marquis Mansion enter Beijing, and they have been doing this

Well, where do I have time to read the recitals?"

August 15 is just around the corner, and his marriage is about to begin.

Whether it is the Xinguo Mansion or the Xiping Marquis Mansion, it is not only the woman's family, but also the intimate relationship of the clan.

Since he was busy with the sweet potato harvest in Shanglin Yuan, Zhu Yunxi was urged by the old man to concentrate on the marriage and welcoming the two families into Beijing.

Zhu Gaochi thought for a while and nodded, "Then you are not available. After Wang Jun took the recital that day, Zhang Ergong also played the recital, saying that he had no talent, he was a vulgar person, he only knew how to make the steam engine better, and he did not dare to be the official of the Ministry of Works.

After Grandpa saw it, he laughed for a while, and scolded Zhang Ergong for being a poor and sour person and not understanding officialdom. But I thought about it, when Wang Jun heard Zhang Ergong's recital, his face was probably blue."

It can't be green.

This has been squeezed into what Zhang Ergong's foolish thing has become.

Zhu Yunxi's mood was a little better for no reason.

Exactly then.

Zhu Shangbing, who jumped up and down with a group of cousins since he left the city, suddenly appeared in Zhu Yunxi's sight.

I saw him leading a group of cousins from the clan and running along the edge of the dock.

"It's the boat ride of the Xiping Marquis Mansion!"

"The Marquis of Xiping has returned to Beijing!".

Shredded pork and rice noodles