(There was a bug in the previous chapter, which has been revised.) During the reign of King Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty, Liaodong Kaiyuan was sealed, and Yongle was moved to Pingliang, Gansu by Zhu Di in the 22nd year. Because of the battle of Jingjing in the middle, many feudal kings' fiefs were changed by Zhu Di, and the ancestors made it more difficult for us to write. ）

Concubine Xian is the most peaceful, and in the harem where the beauties are like clouds, in the end, she is still a person with a pleasant personality who has a long time with the emperor.

In order to make the harem harmonious, Zhu Houzhao tried his best to keep a bowl of water even, and only put a little effort into maintaining the status of the queen. But there is also a bias in his heart, and he has been troubled a lot recently, so he is happy to let Concubine Xian accompany him.

Concubine Xian likes to do some poetry, calligraphy and painting, if she is a man, I am afraid that she will have to take the imperial examination.

After living in the palace for many years, her mood has always been unwavering, but today the emperor came, which still surprised her, and hurriedly ordered her subordinates to prepare some meals.

Zhu Houzhao came here to escape those rules, so he said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry, what kind of meal Concubine Xian uses, I will use what kind of food." ”

"The concubine thinks that His Majesty is going to Sister Shufei today."

Concubine Shen Shu, because of her Ningxia relatives recently, the emperor hasn't troubled her, just because she is pregnant with Liujia, and the delivery day is approaching.

When the emperor arrived, he unceremoniously found a chaise longue covered with a soft blanket and lay down, which was full of fragrance, which seemed to have a feeling of inducing people to fall asleep, and he breathed a long sigh of relief after lying down.

Seeing this, Concubine Xian stopped saying any more superfluous words, the emperor was working on state affairs, and now he just wanted to be clean. So she moved a small stool to sit next to her, and she hammered the emperor's shoulders with her hands.

"Lately, what's the matter with Coke?" Zhu Houzhao raised his eyebrows and tilted his head to ask, but his eyes did not open.

"The concubine ordered someone to open up two pieces of land in the palace yesterday, and wanted to plant two peach trees."

That's what she enjoys.

"Peach blossoms?"

Qingli's girl nodded, "One is to enjoy the peach blossoms, and the other is to bear some peaches, and when the season comes, Your Majesty will have peaches to eat." ”

"Then a few more, lest you not have enough to eat."

When the emperor said this kind of unnutritious and brainless words, Concubine Xian knew that he was tired, "Your Majesty, why don't you rest for a while?" ”

"Ah...... Good. ”

In the evening, when the sun was about to set, Zhu Houzhao was woken up by the sound of rain outside. When he rubbed his head and turned his head to look, he saw the virtuous concubine and several palace maids on the other side of the curtain wiping the xylophone.

He was much better, lifted the thin quilt on his body, and walked quietly over.

Outside, the rain falling from the eaves of the house smells of earth on the ground, and the moist air also gives people a cool feeling. Several palace maids have tops and skirts, the tops are light blue, the lower skirts are dark brown, they don't look old, and the side faces are still tender and pretty skin, probably because they feel happy, chattering and laughing together.

As for Concubine Xian, she has black hair and a soft figure, and she is the most eye-catching of this group of women.

"Ahem."

Zhu Houzhao clenched his fists and coughed lightly, which frightened Concubine Xian and the four palace maids at once.

They hurriedly turned around, knelt down and said, "Knock on the emperor." ”

"Excuse me, I'm a little hungry, but do I have a meal?"

"I've been prepared, please sit down for a while."

By the window, the wooden window was opened, and he ate some delicate side dishes in the rain, and Zhu Houzhao was finally in a more comfortable mood.

When he finished eating, he began to be dishonest again, drove others away, dragged Concubine Xian into his arms and returned her clothes one by one, reached in and stroked it, and soon his stiff body became hot and soft.

Afterwards, the two snuggled up like this.

Only then did Concubine Xian dare to say: "Your Majesty, state affairs are important, but Your Majesty's dragon body is even more important. Every time I see Your Majesty so tired, the concubines are both distressed and helpless. ”

"That's nothing. I am fortunate to have such a caring and lovely person as Concubine Xian. Eh, by the way, I've never heard you talk about your family, I remember you have a younger brother and a younger sister, don't you? ”

"Your Majesty is still thinking about what they do. They are all in their hometown in Suzhou. ”

"Oh, Suzhou is a good place, I really want to go for a walk."

Wait a little longer, wait until these things in front of you are settled.

Outside, the rain was still ticking.

The old people say that one autumn rain and one cold, and when it rains a few more, it should be cold.

Outside the palace.

The road was covered with water and was trampled on several times, some of the water droplets fell to the ground, and some were taken away on the trouser legs.

Yan Song bought a house in Beijing, and he has been an official for five years, his silver is not enough, but he takes a little bit, which is also a common thing, as long as he doesn't take a special fortune in Beijing, he basically stretches out his hand, and he doesn't make a big problem, and the emperor will not pursue it.

Today, the door of Yan's Mansion was repeatedly knocked, and the people who came were wearing torn silk satin, and anyone with a discerning eye could see poverty, but their waists were straight and their backs were straight, and they seemed to be downtrodden and not like they, so that people could not understand.

After knocking a few times, an old ugly face was revealed, and he said in an unkind tone: "What are you doing?" ”

The person standing outside put down his umbrella and said, "I'm tired of reporting, we want to see Yan Zheng." ”

"Is there a prayer?" The janitor is still unkind.

"Oh, yes."

As he spoke, he handed it out.

"Who are you?"

"Lieutenant Zhu Kaijun of the Han Palace."

Lieutenant Bongguo was something, and the janitor didn't know what it was, but he still understood the words in front of him.

"Oh, then you guys come in and wait."

So I had to go back to the study to find the master.

How do you know that Yan Song was furious after seeing it, "The clan is not allowed to enter Beijing without permission, this is a big taboo, you dare to put them in the mansion!" Do you think I'm going to live a long life, master! Fast! Find someone to tie them up and send them to the official! ”

Yan Song knew that some vassal kings might 'like' him a little because of recent events, but he didn't care about those people, although they were all descendants of Taizu, these people surnamed Zhu were not the same as the ones in the palace.

Since Chenghua and Hongzhi, the clans from all over the country have traveled thousands of miles to go to Beijing to make a report, and there are various reasons for this, what kind of rebellion is no longer the main thing, and no one believes it, because these people are really poor like ghosts, what kind of rebellion, they want to eat.

So the main reason is that because Zonglu is in arrears, some clans with very low titles are quite poor, so they are desperate to go to Beijing to ask for money, and there are even some people who get together.

Yan Song of the Han Wangfu doesn't know either, but the land of Gansu is barren, and I think the local taxes and grain can't support the Zonglu of the clan.

Emperor Hongzhi also instructed several times that members of the clan should not directly play if they had problems, and they should be reported through the officials of the palace level by level. However, the biggest problem is not enough to eat, and who cares about those who are going to die.

In real history, this problem actually became more serious during the Zhengde and Jiajing periods.

The people of Yan's house yelled at Yan Song like this, and they had to return without caring about the rain.

"Wait!"

As soon as he went out, he heard Yan Song screaming again.

Yan Song was thinking that the emperor personally ordered him to have some disputes with Li Mengyang and make some trouble.

What are the consequences, he thought that many people would probably scold him.

But I didn't think about winning over these allies of many 'poor clans' for myself!

If he resolutely ties up all these people and sends them to the official now, outsiders will wonder tomorrow, didn't you Yan Song still defend these people a few days ago? It was thought that the imperial court could not be moved easily. Why did attitudes change overnight?

Although he was confident that he could find a reason to explain, he was worried that it would ruin the emperor's intentions.

It's nothing to be gossiped about by others, and it's easy to lose your head when it's a bad emperor!

Yan Song suddenly felt tricky, these clans have no ability, let alone practical use, can he see it? See fart! What can you do when you see it?

"Don't catch them. When I asked them to leave, I said that I was not at home. ”

The subordinates were embarrassed, "However, the little one just informed them that he had come to ask for the master's life." ”

"What kind of life, please? Master, where do I have to report to you in real time? You just said that the master went out when you didn't know it, isn't that the end? ”

"Yes, yes. The little one understands. ”

After the person left, Yan Song paced up in the room with a sad face.

The issue of the clan is quite complicated.

Some people, because they are still close to the current emperor, and even some people are favored, that day is called a luxury. Like the younger brothers of Emperor Hongzhi, King Qi, King Xing, and Emperor Hongzhi are all rewarded with hundreds of acres of land.

But what about some people, and the emperor has already come out of the five suits, like King Han, it has to be traced back to the first generation of King Han, when he and Zhu Di were brothers, how many generations have they been by this time? In addition, there are many people in the family, not to mention that the emperor doesn't know him, but King Han himself probably can't recognize them all.

These people have no precarious lives.

Anyway, Zhu Yuanzhang started to do this matter of arrears to Zonglu, and everyone in the next few emperors also did it, and of course Emperor Zhengde will not be soft.

Therefore, to limit the wealth of the vassal king is actually only partial, and there are some people who have no wealth to limit you.

It's hard to say otherwise.

However, the more difficult it is, the more Yan Song has an impulse to do this matter well for the emperor, and if it is done, then it is called a caring person.

The task that the emperor originally gave him, he has already completed, and he now wants to give results that exceed the emperor's expectations.

The problem of the clan is that the state's taxes cannot support so many people. If you can afford it, who will owe it?

If you can't afford it, you have to raise less.

And if you raise less, you can't rely on killing, you find a reason to kill a few today, the bad reputation has not been restored, and a bunch of them have been born over there.

So there is only one way, and some people can't give their money.

The next day, Yan Song handed a slip into the palace, and he waited for a while.

Because the emperor was summoning the cabinet and the six ministries and nine secretaries, he was talking about the order to clean up the military tun of the eight towns, so it was delayed for a long time.

When he entered, the emperor was still holding his waist and twisting.

"But here it is, come on, come on, sit."

"I don't dare."

"What don't you dare." Zhu Houzhao kept twisting, "I am seeing these old ministers." There are many old qualifications, the rules are big, and it's too tiring to sit and not move, so you still sit down. ”

The emperor was so close, Yan Song felt down-to-earth in his heart, "Your Majesty, Weichen has something to tell Your Majesty today." ”

"Say."

"Last night, a few clans from the Han Wangfu came to the minister's mansion to visit the minister."

Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, "Han Wangfu? The clan will see you? ”

"Exactly."

"Did you see that?"

Yan Song got up, "The clan that can't enter Beijing by will, how can the minister have the courage to see it?" ”

"Actually, it's okay to see it. Just listen to what they want to do. ”

"The minister dared to guess that he was here to please Zonglu."

Zhu Houzhao turned his head around, "When the first emperor was here, it seemed that there was such a thing. ”

"Not bad." Saying that, Yan Song knelt down, "Your Majesty, the minister has a plan and wants to dedicate it to Your Majesty." ”

"Oh?" Zhu Houzhao had a bit of seriousness on his face, "Come, let's talk about it." ”