"In the autumn rain, the shallow stones are sloppy."

"The sentence of the poet Buddha King Youcheng is in line with the times." Behind the right door and the six corridors are in the courtyard of the Daming Tax Office.

The rain falls on pomegranates, and saffron flies. Under the spacious porch, a tea table with a copper stove is boiling, and two rattan chairs are gently swaying.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the pomegranate tree in the courtyard that had grown countless pomegranates this year, and read Wang Wei's poems.

Zhu Gaochi, who was lying on the rattan chair next to him, was a little idle and lazy, holding a few seasonal green dates in his hand, and the peanuts that had been roasted by the fire were used to moisten his throat.

After a while, the pomegranate tree will also be ready for picking. Zhu Gaochi lazily looked at the pomegranate tree in the autumn rain, thinking to himself.

"This pomegranate grows well, and it just so happens that the yamen of the tax office is also here, so you will definitely have many children and blessings in the future." Zhu Yunxi looked at the little fat beside him and whispered a few words.

Such an autumn rain, such a season, is really reluctant to move. As for Chubby's future, Duozi is certain.

He's got a couple of big guys. As for whether it is blessed, Zhu Yunxi feels that starting now will definitely be blessed in the future.

In late autumn and early winter, it is the day when I get married. Zhu Gaochi turned his head and glanced at Zhu Yunxi, and then said: "The news released by Wenyuan Pavilion is that the second assistant Xie Jin will go to Guozijian to teach in the near future, and this move is to cater to the Guozijian students who are praising their achievements on the street this time." ”

"The imperial court suppressed the stubbornness of science, but the people of the world cannot be ignorant, and they must also read and hyphenate." Zhu Yunxi nodded, and explained his true meaning: "As a place that the world's scholars yearn for, if you can truly return to your heart, the matter of extensive education can be done." Zhu Gaochi speculated: "I just didn't expect that it wasn't Ren Ge who went to the country. ”

"Ren Hengtai, this is for me to see." Zhu Yunxi directly said Ren Hengtai's thoughts and looked at Xiaopang.

Zhu Gaochi blinked, and a smile appeared on his face: "Shoufu is really Shoufu, the more he is like this, the more you can't rush to straighten Xie Jin." However, Zhu Yunxi shook his head: "Ren Hengtai is upright, and there is no one in the court to compare." If he had these thoughts, he would not have had the opportunity to preside over the supervision of Wenyuan Pavilion in the morning. Not to mention the place for the time being, it is just that in the middle of the Heavenly Dynasty, the students of the heart are officials, and now they are nearly forty percent. He Ren Hengtai is the first assistant, and he will not be unaware of this. The cabinet went to the Guozijian, and it was reasonable for him to know that it was most appropriate to let Xie Dashen go. ”

"He handed over the affairs of the Three Law Divisions to Gao Chunfeng, and the same is true?" Now the status of the cabinet in the DPRK and China has become clear and clear, and the slightest wind and grass can be known immediately from the outside.

If Gao Yangzhi takes over the affairs related to the three law divisions, the next moment the cabinet decides, the yamen of the various ministries and departments of the court will know.

Zhu Yunxi smiled: "Our first assistant wants to do things, but the matters related to the three law divisions often involve a lot of melons and vines. Gao Chunfeng also wanted to do things, so he happened to take this point. After all, young people are always jealous and hateful. ”

"Isn't that a thought?" Zhu Gaochi muttered. Zhu Yunxi's eyes were already looking at the petals that remained on the fruit that had grown in the autumn rain in the courtyard, and the cores that had not grown fruit were constantly falling from the branches because of the beating of the rain.

After pondering for a while, Zhu Yunxi spoke: "It's not a bad idea." However, it is up to the Cabinet to decide what the Cabinet Ministers are responsible for in the future, rather than the Cabinet itself. After he finished speaking, Zhu Gaochi immediately raised his eyebrows.

There are so many meanings in these words. When everyone thought that the power structure at the top of the Ming Dynasty had been built, there was still an unfinished future.

Zhu Gaochi's palm couldn't help but clap his thigh: "Zhai Shan, the secretary of the ministry, wants to move?" ”

"The officials are in charge of the world's officials, can An not enter the cabinet?" Zhu Yunxi chuckled. According to history and his point of view, such as the two Shangshu of the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Households, they must be in the cabinet.

It's just that for various reasons, Zhai Shan, the secretary of the ministry, never entered the cabinet, and the entry of the household secretary into the cabinet was deliberately postponed by Zhu Yunxi.

Zhu Gaochi frowned slightly. He was thinking about the meaning of this sentence, whether he wanted Zhai Shan to enter the cabinet, or the next minister to enter the cabinet.

And in this autumn rain. Outside the gate of Xi'an, the white team that set off from Fengyang City, the central capital, has already arrived at the palace gate.

The pro-army is on duty here, and it is not an urgent matter of the 800-mile military state, and it must be passed. It just so happened that it was Zhu Shangbing, the son of Qin, who was guarding the palace outside the Xi'an Gate today.

Zhu Shangbing was dressed in a pro-army armor, wearing a steel helmet, and a saber at his waist, and his eyes looked coldly at the team that rode all the way to the gate of Xi'an.

"Whose family are you waiting for?" can gallop on a horse in Yingtian City, or come to Xi'an Gate, Zhu Shangbing knows in his heart that this must be a servant of the noble family of the court.

Looking at the plain clothes on these people and the hemp rope wrapped around their waists, Zhu Shangbing's heart was even more heavy.

It's too late to think about which meritorious person has died. Zhu Shangbing just stopped these people according to the rules.

From Fengyang City, all the way to Yingtian's Xinguo Mansion and his party, led by Xinguo Gongtang and the fourth son, the Governor's Mansion scattered Tang Xie.

Tang Xie forgot to glance at the Xi'an Gate city wall in the autumn rain in front of him, his face was haggard, his beard was messy, and his eyes were red.

Seeing that there were pro-troops blocking in front of the palace gate, he stopped his horse and turned over. Tang Xie held the whip in front of Zhu Shangbing's eyes, and in this autumn rain, he picked up the whip with both hands and landed on one knee: "Minister, the fourth son of the Duke of Xinguo, the governor's mansion is scattered, Tang Xie." Enter Beijing to see His Majesty and report the funeral. Father, the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the founding of the country, the auxiliary movement of the Cheng Xuanli Wuchen, the Ronglu doctor, the Zhu Guo, the three thousand stones, the letter of the country, passed away a few days ago. "Xinguo Gong Tang and Xue Yu?

Zhu Shangbing's eyes flickered, obviously a little surprised by this matter. And the guards of the Shangzhi army who were on duty in front of the Xi'an gate also had some commotion.

Although Tang He, the prince of Xinguo, was promoted to the title in the eleventh year of Hongwu, it did not prevent him from making great contributions in the army.

A few years ago, the Ming Dynasty had not yet destroyed the Wa Kingdom, and at that time, the southeast coast of the Ming Dynasty was still plagued from time to time. At that time, His Majesty called Xinguo Gong to go to the southeast to train troops in preparation for the attack of the Japanese invaders.

In front of Xi'an today, there are also a few people who were trained in Xinguo Gongtang and the army. Zhu Shangbing looked down at Tang Xie, who was kneeling in front of him, and his heart was a little indescribable.

Just last year, Shin Guo Gong Tang and Zheng were ill and were summoned to the Beijing Saint. At that time, Tang He was already a little difficult to move, and it was the emperor's grandfather who made a decree and ordered someone to carry the Duke of Xinguo into the palace.

The emperor's grandfather held the hand of the Duke of Xinguo tightly, counting the years when he founded the Ming Dynasty in the army. Xin Guogong's face was full of tears, and he was speechless.

At that time, countless gold, silver, and silk were given to the palace. The intention is very obvious, it is prepared for the death of the prince of the faith.

But there are also Zhongdu Fengyang, who prepared these things behind him in advance, thinking that they would be happy and leave the patients early.

It's just that I didn't think about it, and Xin Guogong died after all. Zhu Shangbing pricked up his eyes and looked back at Xi'an Gate: "Open the palace gate!" After shouting, the sound of a pulley spinning began to be heard at the city gate.

And Zhu Shangbing stretched out his hand to Tang Xie, pulled him up, and did not allow the other party to speak, so he pulled Tang Xie to the Xi'an Gate: "Ride loose and follow me into the palace to face the saint." Tang Xie hesitated, but was pulled by Zhu Shangbing and couldn't stop.

He followed behind him and whispered, "It's not in accordance with the rules......"

"My father is the King of Qin!" Zhu Shangbing turned his head and looked at Tang Xie with a smile: "Just follow me into the palace, everything is to let the imperial grandfather know about Zhongdu earlier." Tang Xie was quite surprised.

When will the clansmen of the Ming Dynasty still have to garrison the court in the autumn rain. Tang Xie knew that a few years ago, the clan vassal kings who had sons outside were called back to Beijing with their sons, and they left these vassal princes in Beijing to study in the main hall.

It's just that these heavenly nobles have to go through the experience of the army. This is a matter of when.

Tang Xie, who had been staying in Fengyang City as a loose cavalry official in the Governor's Mansion, obviously did not know the changes in Ying Tiancheng over the years.

It's just that at this time, his heart was full of grief after his father's death, and he was only slightly puzzled for a moment, and then followed Zhu Shangbing and rushed to the palace.

Rain. It's getting bigger. There is a biting cold that falls on people's bodies. Tang Xie followed behind Zhu Shangbing, entered the palace from Xi'an Gate, passed through the West Gate, entered the Xihua Gate, and arrived at the Wuying Palace, the Liuke Corridor, and the Tax Office.

Zhu Shangbing led the way in front of his head, and when he reached the vicinity of the Liuke Corridor, he stopped. Tang Xie, who followed behind, hesitated, although he didn't come to Yingtian often, he also knew the layout of the palace, this was not the three major halls, nor was it the emperor's bedroom.

Zhu Shangbing looked back at Tang Xie, smiled and said, "I think of Brother Xi this morning...... That is, the grandson, he went to the tax office. Oh yes! Yan Shizi Zhu Gaochi is now the head of the tax office, and the two of them will definitely be in the tax office at this time, I have to go and talk to them. Tang Xie nodded, and then reacted: "His Royal Highness! "That's my niece-in-law.

Zhu Shangbing nodded and said, "Let's go with me." After the two discussed, they turned to the tax office next to the Sixth Branch Corridor.

At this moment, in the tax office, Zhu Yunxi is still watching the rain. The new policy of the DPRK and China has entered the stage of protracted war, just like after this autumn rain, the cold winter of everything will come.

Everything will be buried under the snow and mud, and when spring arrives, it will truly come back to life and give birth to a new world.

"I should have planted a few more plantains." Zhu Yunxi suddenly spoke. Zhu Gaochi tilted his head to look at him and said in a low voice: "You don't seem to be able to say that the rain hits the plantain, what an autumn person." ”

"Only you are allowed to be vassal, and I am not allowed to hit the plantain in the rain?" Zhu Yunxi immediately retorted. Footsteps slammed in from outside the tax office.

The raindrops grew louder and louder. Zhu Shangbing and Tang Xie, who were already soaking wet, hurriedly stepped into the tax office and entered the courtyard.

"Brother Bing!" Zhu Gao stood up with a frown, frowned at Zhu Shangbing, who was constantly falling from his body, and looked at the stranger he brought in suspiciously.

Zhu Yunxi immediately recognized Tang Xie, and his heart couldn't help sinking, and his already dusty memory suddenly woke up.

With a single flick, he got up from the wicker chair and rushed into the courtyard. Zhu Gaochi raised his hand, and was about to say that the rain was very cold.

Tang Xie was already kneeling on the ground.

"Your Highness!"

"My father believes in the country, and ...... he died" Zhu Gaochi, who was still under the corridor, was shocked, and immediately understood Brother Xi'er's previous actions.

looked at Tang Xie, who was kneeling in the rain, and let the rain lap on his shoulders. Zhu Yunxi frowned and looked at Brother Bing in front of him.

Zhu Shangbing understood, and immediately bent down and stretched out his hands to pull Tang Xie up.

"The fourth uncle will follow me to face the saint." Zhu Yunxi didn't say much, just walked silently towards the outside of the tax office.

"Umbrella!" Zhu Gaochi had already called the official of the tax office at this moment, and came out with several big umbrellas, and he himself held an umbrella to Zhu Yunxi's side.

"Shouldn't I ask Grandpa Huang what he's doing, and then change his clothes for Uncle Tang, and then go over?" Zhu Yunxi shook his head: "Grandpa wants to know the news of the death of Xinguo Gong as soon as possible...... "The old man is a person who values love and righteousness, and he has given many opportunities in the past, but the old brothers of Huaiyou have forgotten why they founded Daming.

So in the end, the old man took on the reputation of a cool brother, but no one dared to say it, no one dared to say it, but it was in everyone's hearts.

And Zhu Yunxi suddenly woke up and believed in the news that Guogong Tang and had passed away, and his heart was also mixed.

The founders of the Ming Dynasty are all very old. Tang He is not the first founding feat, but it will not be the last.

The empire seems to have entered a period of real transformation. At this time, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. In addition to those guards and guards who are on duty everywhere, there are only the attendants and palace ladies who are guarding under the palace corridors everywhere.

There was no one walking around. When Zhu Yunxi took Tang Xie all the way to Qianqing Palace. In the distance, Sun Gou'er, the head of the inner palace, saw the four of them.

Sun Gou'er sighed, with surprise on his face, hurriedly took an umbrella and opened it, and rushed into the rain: "What's the matter, Your Highness, you are actually soaking wet, and Qin Shizi is the same." The old slave asked someone to send ginger soup over to ward off the cold for His Royal Highness and the prince. As he spoke, Sun Gou'er's eyes kept looking at Tang Xie, who was holding an umbrella with Zhu Shangbing.

This man he knew, the fourth son of the Duke of Xinguo. Although they only met once when their grandson was married, Sun Gou'er still remembered it.

Shinkoku passed away. Sun Gou'er, who has experienced human affection, can see at a glance what is happening today.

After saying a few words, Sun Gou'er said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is in the apse, and he has just coaxed the little prince and the daughter to sleep, and is now playing chess with the prince in the front hall." Zhu Yunxi snorted: "Take a few more clothes, and take Uncle Tang to face the saint first." Sun Gou'er nodded again and again: "The old slave will do it." After saying that, Sun Gou'er did not move his steps, but continued: "Do you want to hide them from the princess first?" Zhu Yunxi sighed lightly: "At this time, Sun Daban will do it." Tang Xie had already been brought to the front of the dormitory at this time.

He knew that his body was full of rain, and he did not dare to enter the temple, bringing in the cold, so he knelt in front of the temple gate.

"Minister, the fourth son of the Duke of Xinguo, the Governor's Mansion is scattered, Tang Xie. Enter Beijing to see His Majesty and report the funeral. Father, the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the founding of the country, the auxiliary movement of the Cheng Xuanli Wuchen, the Ronglu doctor, the Zhu Guo, the three thousand stones, the letter of the country, passed away a few days ago. ”……………… Recommended commuter passes