Shangshu of the Prison Department was imprisoned in the prison of the Metropolitan Inspectorate, and he had to eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in prison, and this matter quickly became the talk of the people in the capital after the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

"If he was really a good official, the emperor would not let him eat Chinese New Year's Eve in prison!"

"It is said that he doesn't take a penny, but has he done a real thing for our people for decades as an official?"

"I don't understand politics, this time it's revenge, it's okay to punish evil and promote good, anyway, I know that Hongji is a good emperor!"

……

In the face of the freshly released heavy news, the people in the capital did not superstitious He Qiaoxin's label of "not taking a penny", and commented as if they had already seen through everything.

In fact, in each period of the Ming Dynasty, there will be virtuous ministers with various labels, and these virtuous ministers are all like saints in all directions, but the result is that the land of the people of the Ming Dynasty is becoming less and less, and life is getting worse and worse.

On the contrary, this tyrant Hongji, who was criticized by the literati, has continuously introduced measures to benefit the people since he ascended the throne, which has made their annual New Year's dinner more sumptuous.

Perhaps many literati were aggrieved by He Qiaoxin, a Qing official who "didn't take a penny", but they always felt that they were too far away from this virtuous minister, but they became more and more cordial with this Hongzhi Dynasty.

This night, Shang Shu of the Criminal Department shivered with cold in his cell.

On this night, the fireworks in the capital were boiling, illuminating the simple and satisfied faces.

Bang!

As a firework exploded in the night sky, the brilliant fireworks lit up the entire palace, and the third year of Hongji had passed, and the fourth year of Hongji had come.

In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu.

Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one.

……

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the sky was just dawning.

Since the Ming Dynasty held the New Year's Day court meeting as usual, all the officials in the capital got up early to wash up, and then changed into a brand new official uniform.

Guozi Priest Jiu Xinjian Bo Wang Hua was the champion of Chenghua for 17 years, and under the service of his wife Zheng, he wore a red Luo Shang earl dress, but his face did not have the joy of the New Year at all.

Throughout the entire Ming court, his current identity is the most special. Although he is the new earl of the Ming Dynasty, he is the only earl in the Ming Dynasty who holds the title of the country's priest wine.

Wang Hua's official authority is not strong, but he is more and more like the principal of a top university, and he is also fully committed to the education of the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, he only became an official at the age of 35, and in this era of seniority, there is almost no possibility of entering the cabinet to worship the prime minister.

Now as the new uncle, he is serving as the priest of the country, although he has no chance to become Jiuqing, but it is already the most ideal result.

In fact, he has never been an official fan, and his biggest wish was to train his son to become a talent, but now the empire has handed over countless outstanding students to teach him, so he is very satisfied with his current situation.

It's just that people are not as good as eight or nine out of ten, and now he has also encountered an uncomfortable thing.

He took a sedan chair to the square in front of the noon gate, which was already overcrowded. Officials are standing in an orderly procession, greeting each other and saying some New Year's greetings.

"Xinjian Bo, you get over there!" Cheng Minzheng, the secretary of Taichang Temple, was maintaining order, and when he saw Wang Hua wearing an earl's costume, he pointed to the team on Wuxun's side.

Faced with this arrangement, Wang Hua's brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

Although he is the Earl of Daming, he is an authentic Wenxun, and he is a genuine Guozi priest wine, so the reason stands in the ranks of Wenchen.

"Xinbo, what's the problem?" Cheng Minzheng, the Changqing of Taichang Temple, saw Wang Hua's reaction in his eyes, but deliberately pretended to be confused and asked.

Wang Hua has never been a character who likes to argue with others, and glanced at Cheng Minzheng deeply.

As early as when he was in the Hanlin Academy, he didn't like this official fan, and in the face of the sudden exclusion, he felt as if he had made a major decision, so he walked towards Wuxun's team without saying a word.

Compared with these intriguing hypocrites and civil officials, he prefers to stay with the rectal Wu Xun, and he does not want to be branded as a civil official.

Cheng Minzheng saw Wang Hua walking towards Wuxun, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"King Sacrifice Wine, come to our side quickly, and keep the place for you!" Wujing Marquis Zhao Chengqing had already noticed the scene just now, and greeted him very warmly.

Due to the successful recovery of Jianzhou and the smooth promotion of Jianzhou and the construction of the city, Zhao Chengqing, as the chief soldier of the Eastern Expeditionary Army, was also promoted to the rank of knight.

was promoted from Wu Jingbo to Wu Jinghou and became a bright new star in the current Wuxun Group.

Although since the Tumubao Change, the Ming Dynasty has gradually been controlled by the civil official group, but now the Wuxun group can actually occupy a place.

After all, it is not the court controlled by the civil official group, "I don't want to be a marquis, but I hope Hai Boping is peaceful", so Zhao Chengqing has become a powerful martial marquis of the Ming Dynasty with that bravery.

It is rumored that Zhao Chengqing won the favor of the emperor and planned to revoke the post of governor of Xuanda, and Zhao Chengying would take charge of the military and political power of Datong as the general soldier of Datong.

Although Wang Hua admired the knowledge of those civil servants, he also admired the generals who shed their blood for the Ming Dynasty, so he respectfully bowed his hand and said: "Thank you, Lord Hou!" ”

Because Wang Hua was a marquis with military merits, he especially led the army into the royal city of the Li Dynasty to show the bloody nature of Wenchen, and several martial artists also showed favor to Wang Hua.

"Wang Saijiu, have you had any news from the south recently?" Zhao Chengqing's eyes flashed with sadness, but he asked in a low voice.

The smile on Wang Hua's face disappeared, and he shook his head gently: "I have asked my family to get a boat to search the place of the incident, but I still haven't found anything!" ”

He and Zhao Chengqing can be said to be in the same disease, and during the event organized by the imperial court to come to Luzon to inspect the gold mines, their precious son disappeared in the storm.

"I'm afraid what his kid said is not the truth, and our search direction has been misled!" Zhao Chengqing looked at Cheng Minde, who was proud of the spring breeze, from a distance, and had a judgment in his heart.

Wang Hua also had an understanding, and nodded thoughtfully.

During this time, his most worrying thing has always been his son, whose life and death are uncertain. Although Cheng Minzheng's son Cheng Yi told the whole story of the matter, there are indeed many things worth scrutinizing about this incident, especially Li Yanwen's impression of himself is not bad.

Now there has been no news from the family, and now he has heard Zhao Chengqing's judgment, which makes him doubt Cheng Chengqing's words.

"I'll take some time to enter the palace with you!" Zhao Chengqing seriously proposed.

Wang Hua didn't ask about Zhao Chengqing's plan, and nodded very happily: "Okay!" ”

Zhao Chengqing glanced at Wang Hua in surprise, but he felt Wang Hua's trust in him, but his heart was warm, and he felt that Wang Hua was worthy of deep friendship.

It was at this time that the bells and drums of the noon tower rang, and a eunuch shouted: "Hundred officials enter!" ”

Hundreds of civil and military officials entered from the left and right gates of the noon gate, led by Liu Ji, a cabinet scholar, and Zhang Mao, a British minister, and each of them changed into a new set of official uniforms.

Through the city gate hole, the front of the eyes suddenly opened, presented in front of the huge Fengtianmen square, the center is the five Jinshui Bridge, and then the front is the Fengtianmen.

Many old ministers couldn't help but sigh with emotion, time passed inadvertently, and now it was the fourth time they had come to participate in the Hongzhi Dynasty.

The new monarch, who was defined as a weak man back then, has become a tyrant that everyone fears, and although there are many familiar faces around, the person who is at the forefront this time is no longer Wan'an.

So much has happened in the past year, some people have been promoted, and some have gone home.

In the past few days, there have been two major incidents: Wan An, the head of the cabinet who is the head of the hundred officials, was killed in anger, and He Qiaoxin, the secretary of the Criminal Department, was locked up in the prison of the Metropolitan Procuratorate yesterday for the New Year.

It's just that the former is in the past after all, and the latter is the freshest news at the moment, and it is a major event that may affect their careers.

When the civil and military officials came to the Jinshui Bridge to tidy up their clothes, there was a small-scale dispute here over what happened to He Qiaoxin, the secretary of the Criminal Department.

"He Qiaoxin is not greedy for anything after all, and this alone is stronger than most officials!"

"Huh...... He is indeed not greedy for a penny, but ambergris and thousand-year-old lingzhi are used! ”

"A full 100,000 taels of luxury, according to his approach, it is better to let him be greedy for gold and silver!"

……

In the face of He Qiaoxin's merits and demerits, the dispute continues here, although some people want to defend He Qiaoxin, but more voices still accuse this hypocrite.

"If you accept a little valuable, it is considered a bribe, and it may not be too harsh!"

"I didn't say that accepting a little bit of value is a bribe, but 100,000 taels is not good!"

"100,000 taels is not good, so how many taels can be, there is no accuracy in this matter at all!"

"If accepting a little bit of value is defined as accepting bribes, who can be spared from our Manchu civil and military affairs?"

……

After all, the matter still went around the trap dug by He Qiaoxin, although anyone with a discerning eye knows that He Qiaoxin is clearly a huge greed, but how to define bribery with valuable things will make everyone be tricked.

If the emperor attacked the officials on this ground, then everyone would inevitably "suffer".

It has nothing to do with loyalty, they just want to protect their personal interests, even if they can't create a "political ecology that governs the world with the scholars", and they don't want to be fish on the emperor's chopping block.

It is precisely because of this that many civil officials, out of the need to maintain their personal interests, even though they know that He Qiaoxin is unforgivable, they still hope that He Qiaoxin, the secretary of the Criminal Department, will escape the charge of bribery.

Zhang Sheng and Xie Qian heard these voices in their ears and silently exchanged glances, but they knew that these officials actually underestimated the emperor's skill and determination.

During these four years, the emperor has been growing, and whoever dares to despise it must pay the price of blood.

"Ministers to see Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Under the leadership of Liu Ji, a cabinet scholar, and Zhang Mao, a British minister, hundreds of civil and military officials came to the Fengtian Hall and bowed respectfully to the newly arrived Emperor Hongzhi.

Zhu Youji, who was wearing a dragon robe, grew another year, and his whole person became more and more dignified as an emperor, and the few sparse beards under his chin became significantly longer.

Zhu Youzhi faced the civil and military officials kneeling at his feet, and there was no New Year's joy on his face.

The territory of the Ming Empire is too large, and now the tentacles of the Ming Dynasty are still extending to the east and south, and it is destined that the four years of Hongzhi will not be a quiet year.

It's just that he knows that his direction is not wrong, as long as he overcomes the difficulties he faces and cuts off those enemies who stand in his way, the Ming Dynasty will definitely be able to reign in the four seas.

According to the usual process, envoys from various countries congratulated the emperor and presented gifts, which was called pilgrimage.

The son of North Korea, Li has been in Daming for a year, and he is more and more yearning for Daming, and this time he obediently presented a generous gift on behalf of North Korea.

After the envoys of Beishun gave a generous gift, the envoys of Beiyue, Champa and Nanyue offered gifts one after another, and finally it was the turn of the Haixi Jurchens.

Since the Ming Dynasty formulated a pro-Haixi Jurchen foreign policy, the relationship between the Ming Dynasty and the Savage Jurchen tribes became very tense, but the Haixi Jurchen tribes were entitled.

The Haixi Jurchens live in the great twists and turns of the Songhua River and the collective name of the Jurchens in the Ash River Basin, forming the four tribes of Wula, Hada, Huifa, and Yehe, so they are also called the four tribes of Hulun.

The guards were clearly set up, and the leaders of each department were given the titles of Ming Governor, Governor of the Governor, Commander of the Governor, Commander of the Thousands of Households, and Suppression, and were given seals, edicts, and crowns.

In fact, in the western part of the Haixi region, in addition to these four divisions, there are also three divisions: Xibe, Alchuka and Emu.

After Zhu Youzhu learned that he had the situation, he adhered to the idea of pushing the grace order, and immediately divided the entire Haixi region into seven parts, so now the leaders of the seven tribes have been titled.

Although this practice has increased the financial expenditure of the Ming Dynasty to a certain extent, it is actually insignificant compared to the long-term stability and income.

The decline of the Ming Dynasty was largely due to careful budgeting, and it was the dynasty that wanted to cut expenses everywhere in the later period to feed a bunch of parasites, and in the end the people were getting poorer and poorer, and the gentry class was getting richer and richer.

This year, the seven tribes of the Jurchens in Haixi all sent people over, and the envoys of the four tribes in front were fine, but there was an accident in the Alchuka tribe in the back.

The Alchuka tribe came from the enshrined Alchuka Guardian Tongzhi Kulecha, with a dark face, not very tall, but a very strong body.

It's just that what is very surprising is that when he came to the hall, his chin was raised high, and he looked directly at Zhu Youji very impolitely.

Zhu Youzhu faced such a provocative look at him, and when he knew that he still hadn't given himself time to breathe this year, trouble came to his door on the first day of the new year.

"Kulecha, it is disrespectful for you to look directly at the sky, and when you see Your Majesty not kneeling, you have no father, how dare you do this?" Guo Yong saw that Kulecha, the confidant of the Alchuka tribe, was so rude to look directly at the emperor, and immediately angrily accused.

For a while, the civil and military officials on both sides also noticed this arrogant Jurchen, and immediately began to discuss.

"Shaft, do you want Benhou to raze your Alchuka tribe?" Zhao Chengqing, Marquis of Wujing, immediately reprimanded angrily. (End of chapter)