Wenyuan Pavilion's sparse performance should be presented to Zhu Di for seeing.

and every beggar of the people to abolish the book.

It's the hardest thing to say.

Because this move is to abolish the old system of the imperial court, the slightest carelessness will be at odds with the emperor's mind.

Zhu Gaochi frowned, this is his first reading, so he naturally has to perform well, but if he makes a mistake, not only will he suffer, but also the people of the world.

The scholar urged in a low voice: "Is the prince ready?" The minister is going to be sent to the Fengtian Temple. ”

It was not he who ruled the world before, and no one taught him.

Zhu Gaochi raised his head a little dejectedly and looked at Xie Jin next to him: "Bachelor Jie, what is the mouth salt method?" ”

"The salt method is the salt method used in the early years of Hongwu, and it was banned in the last years of Hongwu, and His Royal Highness was still a small prince at that time, and it is normal not to know, so the minister will solve one or two doubts for His Highness."

Xie Jin put down his pen: "The method of counting salt is that the imperial court sells salt, and according to the number of people in the people's families, the large mouth has one pound of salt per month, and the small mouth is half a catty." ”

The big mouth refers to the adult, and the small mouth refers to the child.

That is, adults are given one pound of salt per month, and children are given half a pound of salt per month, which is sold by the imperial court.

Zhu Gaochi was a little puzzled: "Since it was banned, why did it re-activate?" ”

"Let the people buy salt on their own, there is too much money in circulation, and it is extremely difficult for the household to settle the account, and there will inevitably be omissions in the accounts." Xie Jin said.

Zhu Gaochi sweated slightly on his forehead, and looked at the Zhongshu person next to him: "Report to my father, let this palace think about it for a few more days." ”

……

Zhu Zhanyong came out of the East Palace.

Directly out of the palace, came to the mansion of the Marquis of Xincheng, and saw Zhang Hui lying on the Taishi chair, with many preserved fruits and delicacies in front of him, looking like the second ancestor who was going to defeat the Hou Mansion.

Seeing Zhu Zhanyong, Zhang Hui stood up like a bullet: "Your Highness, you came to see me so soon?" ”

"I'm going to do something big, do you dare?"

"Before the eldest brother set out on the expedition, let His Highness protect me, what is there to dare, Your Highness, what do you say you want to do?" Zhang Hui looked like he was going to rush out and fight with others.

"Intercept Xie Jin's carriage."

Zhang Hui is simple, but not stupid, Xie Jin is the world's first Confucian, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, a celebrity around His Majesty, and most importantly, Xie Jin is the waiter of Wenlou.

Zhang Hui has a natural fear of his husband.

"Your Highness, are you okay to mess with Mr. Xie?" Zhang Hui hoped that he would dispel this thought.

"If you don't go, lend me the carriage."

At the other end, he went down.

Xie Jin sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and recuperated, and reviewed more than 200 books of sparse music every day, even if he was diligent, this was a rather sad thing.

Suddenly, the carriage staggered, and the inside of the carriage staggered, shaking its body to hit forward and backward.

Almost thrown out.

"Sir, someone intercepted the carriage."

Xie Jin lifted the curtain of the car, and when he saw Zhang Hui driving the carriage opposite, he couldn't help scolding in his heart, Rongguo Gong Keming can be decided, why did he give birth to such a bastard.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we didn't know it was Mr. Xie's carriage." Zhang Hui spread out his hands, looking innocent.

The person driving the car was Zhang Hui.

The person who got off the carriage was Zhu Zhanyong.

I saw that Zhu Zhanyong walked to Xie Jin's carriage: "I begged the emperor's grandfather, and the person who asked my father to come to the capital to be the prince is Xie Bachelor, why did I let my father approve the sparse performance of the salt law?" ”

"If it is allowed to be banned, the accounts of the household department will not be able to be settled, and if it is not allowed, the local people will be full of grievances and will not be able to make a decision at all, this is to harm my father, am I right?"

Xie Jin looked at Zhu Zhanyong deeply.

This kid, who came to the capital for a few months and skipped school all day, was like a different person, and it is said that a while ago, he also drew a boat map and shot the son of the Marquis of Wucheng.

It is really brave to dare to come and intercept his carriage today.

You must know that intercepting the carriage of the ministers of the DPRK and China is a serious crime, and if it is a common person, it will be taken into custody and imprisoned, and if the circumstances are serious, it can be exiled to a distant place.

"Yes, the sparse performance is indeed given by the official to His Royal Highness the Prince."

"Why?"

This is the purpose of Zhu Zhanyong's coming here, he wonders if Xie Jin has defected to support Zhu Gaoxu, after all, this is a matter that Zhu Di is difficult to break.

Xie Jin didn't want to answer, and said indifferently: "Xie is a person who pursues the ancestral system. ”

The next moment, Zhu Zhanyong got into the carriage and asked Zhang Hui to drag the coachman away, and there were only two carriages left in the secluded alley.

"Now I'm the only one left to reconcile, can you tell me why?"

Xie Jin hesitated on his face, he was one of the few people in the court who supported the crown prince, as long as Zhu Zhanyong was not stupid, he would not be dragged into the water.

"It's okay to tell His Royal Highness Zhan Yong, can His Highness know the imperial history Chen Ying?"

Xie Jin said calmly: "Hu Guang, the in-law of the lower official, has a handle in his hands. ”

The Imperial History of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Chen Ying?

Zhu Zhanyong had heard of him.

Chen Ying was the anti-counterfeiter of the Ming Dynasty, specializing in exposing the handles of officials, and then enslaving them to do things for themselves or seek benefits.

Zhu Zhanyong got out of the carriage.

Cunyi Street, a luxury mansion with three entrances and three exits.

This house,

It is the mansion of the Ming Dynasty and Chen Ying.

As soon as she came back from duty, Chen Ying walked leisurely, carried her hands on her back, and entered the luxurious mansion.

The steward carried a small package and stepped forward: "My lord, Hu Guan, the captain of the horse, sent it, he hopes that the lord will not expose the crime of forcibly marrying a people's daughter." ”

Chen Ying glanced at the shriveled small package, and was a little angry: "Go back, who is the official?" Tomorrow, the judge will present his guilt. ”

Returning to the main hall, taking off her scarlet robe and changing into a plain regular dress, Chen Ying took a sip of tea: "Have you found the handle of Xie Jin?" ”

"Xie Jin was on duty today, and was stopped by a carriage on Wugong Street, which was the carriage of Zhang Hui of the Hou family in Xincheng, but the person who got off the car was Zhu Zhanyong." An official sitting in the main hall responded.

Chen Ying said with a smile: "I asked Xie Jin to give the prince a sparse performance of the salt law, if it is banned, the household department cannot be liquidated, if it is not banned, the people are full of complaints, the prince can not stand firm in the capital, Zhu Zhanyong is just a neglected emperor's grandson, send a message to the king of Han, this matter is done." ”

The official raised his head and pushed over the treasure wrap: "The white rice sent by Hou Zhang Xin of Pingping." ”

"How much?"

"Five hundred taels."

"Tell him that tomorrow the Japanese official will not present his recital."

Early the next morning.

After retiring from the early dynasty, this is the time for Zhu Di to summon him alone, and Chen Ying handed over a sparse book: "Your Majesty, Hu Guanqiang married a folk girl, and the woman of Qinglou was a concubine, this is a recital, Your Majesty has seen it." ”

Zhu Di squinted his eyes and took over the sparse music, but he didn't rush to believe it, and asked the Jinyi guard to command Ji Gang to bring the horse Huguan, hoping to hear a different voice.

Facing Zhu Di's stern face, Huang Guan cried and cried: "Please Your Majesty... Forgive! ”

Zhu Di looked distressed and gritted his teeth: "Lock him up in prison!" ”

When Huang Guan was taken away, Zhu Di's face softened: "Over the years, Chen Qing's family has exposed a lot of traitors for me. ”

Chen Ying smiled: "These are all things that a minister should do." ”

Zhu Di nodded, his eyes cast to the old eunuch next to him, and said unhappily: "Hasn't the prince's performance of the government been sent yet?" ”