Although it is stipulated that the Houcourt cannot interfere in politics, important matters will still be discussed with Queen Ma, which is a habit that Zhu Yuanzhang has developed after many years of fighting.

Empress Ma maintained a calm demeanor and asked, "What does Your Majesty want to replace it with?" ”

"The sister is smart, Yushitai is attached to Hu Weiyong, what kind of system! We want to set up the Imperial Inspectorate, reappoint the imperial historians, and then assign them to the prefectures, prefectures, and counties. ”

"The nobles of Huaixi, they have begun to enjoy their blessings."

"What we gave them is not enough, Yingyang Hou alone does not dare to be so rampant, look, Liu Ji will find them out one by one!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said to the end, and his face turned cold.

In the morning of the next day, Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the top seat, looked at the minister in front of him calmly, and said calmly: "Today is only one thing to discuss, abolish the imperial history platform, since the founding of the country, all systems are imitation of the old system of the Yuan Dynasty, but the old system may not be suitable for the new dynasty." ”

Li Shanchang and the three exchanged a look.

Ruan Jun, the secretary of the ministry, said: "There are only six departments left in the official office of picketing, and the six departments are not under the jurisdiction of the ministries...... There is no other government office to supervise, but I am afraid that it will not be impartial. ”

The ministers nodded their heads.

Xu Duo, the head of the household, asked: "Dare to ask Your Majesty, why do you want to abolish it?" ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Yushi Chen Ran pretended to be crazy, if it weren't for the King of Qi, even we would have been deceived by him, we want to set up another Imperial Procuratorate, and the responsibilities are the same as those of the Imperial History Desk. ”

"Liu Ji is the imperial history of the Imperial Palace, and the official is the third grade."

Liu Ji smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!" ”

Zhu Yuanzhang bowed his head and said: "As for the imperial history of various prefectures, prefectures, and counties, recall them to the imperial court...... If it is for the officials to be upright, the officials will be reappointed, and if it is like Chen Ran's deception, it will be investigated and dealt with according to the law. ”

Hearing this, the officials of the Sixth Department breathed a sigh of relief.

I was unhappy to see those imperial histories for a long time, and I came to the room to inspect all day long, relying on no one to govern them, and I was arrogant, and I finally endured it today.

Liu Ji asked: "Your Majesty, the minister has a word to admonish." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at it and frowned, "Liu Qing's family said it,"

"After the abolition of the Zhongshu Province, the position of the Criminal Department in the DPRK and China should be consolidated...... The matter of the Imperial Historical Observatory should be handled by the Criminal Department. ”

Liu Ji said without hesitation.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face sank slightly, and he said, "Well, it's up to the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Criminal Department." ”

……

The imperial court's abolition of the Imperial Palace's Imperial Observatory was reported throughout Kyushu.

At the time of the founding of the country, those Huaixi nobles were proud of their merits and oppressed the people at will, and after the Marquis of Nanxiong and the Marquis of Yingyang were executed one after another, the nobles of Huaixi suddenly realized.

His Majesty was watching them.

And Liu Ji is setting up a new Metropolitan Procuratorate......

On this day, Zhu Yu came to Chunhe Palace, saw Zhu Biao looking at taxes, leaned over a few times to take a few looks, and was stunned.

"Brother... This tax? ”

Zhu Biao smiled and said: "The imperial court is purged...... The people live in peace, and the scene of peace is ah. ”

Taxes...... It is growing at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

More pronounced than in previous years.

Zhu Yu looked at Zhu Rong who left in a hurry, "What's the matter...... Don't sit with your brother again? ”

"Ah, I have something to do today......"

Zhu Yu walked out of Changchun Palace.

A pure dynasty is slowly emerging.

At the beginning of the founding of a country, it is the time when the dividends of the times are the most prosperous, all walks of life are desolate, and the people are gradually prosperous......

Zhu Yan has no reason not to eat this wave of dividends of the times.

If you cut the feudal domain, you need two taels of silver to support the army, and my father probably wants to see the world prosperous...... No, you can't watch the dividends of the gentry era, and this king won't eat it.

At the moment in the royal courtyard.

In a quiet and elegant room, with many manuscripts on the desk, Zhu Rong finally did what a traverser should do.

The popularity of novels in the Ming and Qing dynasties benefited from the germination of capitalism in the Jiangnan area, as well as the implementation of the imperial court, which improved the literacy of the people... There will only be more and more readers.

The storytelling of the inn wine shop is also about to become popular.

Today, everything is still in square one.

Mainly in the heavy and depressing atmosphere of Hongwu, the gentry and the common people are too depressed, and everyone needs a mouthful of spiritual food......

Zhu Yu was thinking, what should I copy?

"Although I haven't heard of the Three Kingdoms and Journey to the West, someone must have written about it...... In this way, there are only a few books left, Red Mansion, and there won't be too many people who read them......"

Liu Jiu admired his prince very much, he was fierce and dared to kill, but when he sat down, he was as quiet as a scholar.

Zhu Yu thought about it and decided.

"Chatting is suitable for storytelling, and it can be written by multiple people at the same time...... It is impossible for me to write it myself, at most to provide an outline of the hundred crosses. ”

Writing a book seems to be a no-brainer.

It depends on how it works.

Dong Yi came in with a copper basin, picked up a brocade handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Zhu Yu's palms, and waited for dressing and lunch, and the imperial horse supervisor brought the carriage of the imperial gift.

It is a two-horse carriage, the carriage is made of fragrant wood, the red cover, the interior materials are all silk satin, and the rear is a red soft seat.

Out of the palace, Liu Jiu asked, "Your Highness, where are we going?" ”

Zhu Rong counted the three hundred treasure notes rewarded, and the court shrunk his clothes and diet, wanting to save the silver through frugality...... Obviously, there are dividends of this era.

"It's all in the pockets of the gentry, the gentry are all spending money, but the court is stretched... After all, it was because my father hated merchants. ”

Zhu Yu thought to himself.

Liu Jiu asked again: "Your Highness, where ......are you going?"

Zhu Yan didn't know where to find a ghostwriter.

On Chang'an Avenue in the afternoon, people come and go on the street, peddlers and pawns sell along the street, and shops open their doors to welcome guests from all over the world... It is not affected by Hu Weiyong's case in the slightest.

The carriage circled around the capital, and when it arrived at Chengxian Street, the inn opposite Guozijian, five grizzled scholars were driven out.

"Shiqi, what's next... Where are we going? ”

The four scholars looked at each other, a scholar with deep eyes, gentle and elegant, and a calm bearing, he was Yang Shiqi.

On weekdays, Yang Siqi has the most ideas, and everyone listens to him.

Yang Shiqi picked up the dilapidated baggage, "Outside the capital, there is a Jiming Temple, where people come and go...... You can go to the temple for a while and eat some fasting. ”

Yang Shiqi's background is very bitter.

When he was a child, his father died in the troubled times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and his mother took him to remarry a petty official, and later the petty official was implicated, and the whole family was guilty......

Yang Shiqi picked up his bag, "I used to live there for a few days. ”

A tall and thin scholar said bitterly: "Brother Shiqi, you know so much, if it weren't for Brother Shiqi, I'm afraid, I would have to stay on the streets before the opening of the department......"

Yang Shiqi: "Don't think too much, they won't take us in for long......"

The four scholars were dejected again, and came to the Jiming Temple outside the capital, and the host heard that the five scholars wanted to stay for a while, so he resolutely closed the temple door.

Yang Shiqi also ran out of ideas.

"You're going to write me a manuscript, right?"