First Prince of Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 129 Corruption and perversion of the law

  After Xu Da captured Shanxi, he also arranged for some people to mine coal. Those coal mine workers inserted bamboo tubes into the coal mine to expel poisonous gas, and then dug out the coal one by one.

  Based on the efficiency of the current coal mines, most of the coal is not available to the common people. The aristocratic families and hundreds of officials are waiting to use it, not to mention that the Ministry of Industry also has a great demand for coal.

  Coal is hailed as black gold and the food of industry. When the world recovers, Zhu Biao will definitely increase the mining of coal mines. Daming is still very rich in coal resources.

  However, distant water cannot quench near thirst, and people still use stove charcoal, so large-scale firing of charcoal is also necessary.

   This matter is not that difficult, as long as there are many people, charcoal is relatively easy to make, and there will be no shortage of wood along the way.

  There are so many things to do, Zhu Biao has never worried about heating in winter in his life. Needless to say for future generations. It is Zhu Biaosheng's high-walled compound in this life. When he goes out, he wears white fox fur, and when he enters, he has animal charcoal for the stove. He sleeps not only with warm jade for warming the bed, but also for Mrs. Tang who changes every hour.

The princes and nobles don’t have to do anything in winter except fattening, but for those common people, winter is the most difficult time for them. They can’t do anything. The whole family can only eat the rations of the autumn harvest, and the whole family lives together. Suffering from cold and starvation, he was afraid that a sickness would take his family away.

  Zhu Biao sighed, and didn't look down, because he really didn't know how high he was standing. If Zhu Biao was an ordinary little nobleman, according to his personality, he would probably just live his rich life honestly, change the world, and cook as many bowls of rice as he has an appetite for.

  But he became the prince of Ming Dynasty in this life, and Zhu Biao felt that he had some responsibilities to his people. This feeling was not present from birth, but arose as Zhu Biao grew up.

  He has received extremely delicate care since he was a child, and he has grown up well-clothed and well-fed, but he doesn't find it strange, after all, isn't it the same for the children of later generations.

But as Zhu Biao cast his eyes from his own small world into this world, Zhu Biao felt a great contrast. Too many living people were starved to death or frozen to death, and too many children grew up together. No chance.

  Song Lian and other civil servants are expecting him to create a prosperous and prosperous literary world, so that these civil servants can be famous in history.

  The old nobles are expecting him to inherit the throne safely, so that their descendants can follow the prosperity of the world and live with the country.

  The young Xungui and others all hope that Zhu Biao can have great ambitions and continue to send troops to fight everywhere after he ascends the throne, so that these generals can show their skills and win a higher status.

  The people hope that Emperor Zhu of the Ming Dynasty can guarantee them a piece of cultivated land, and they can exchange their own strength for food in peace and security to support the whole family.

   This is the pressure on Zhu Biao, but it is not heavy, because no one can force him, and everyone only has expectations for him.

  Compared to that person, Zhu Biao is extremely happy, and no one can force him to do anything. It is also a poem. Didn’t Li Qi also want to force him to compose a poem, and the result?

  Zhu Biao didn’t want to do it, Li Qi was also a dignified son, so he wanted to kneel down and beg Zhu Biao’s forgiveness, and that one, he also wrote a poem, but died suddenly...

   Zhu Biao just took a sip of the tea served by Da Shuanger when Liu Jin walked in eagerly.

  Liu Jin saluted Zhu Biao and said: "Master, something has happened. Just now Yushi Wang Yizheng went to the emperor's study to impeach Yang Siyi, the servant of the household department, for corrupting the law and conniving at the officials collecting land taxes to oppress goodness."

  Zhu Biao frowned. It is common for household officials to be impeached for corruption and perverting the law. No one can avoid this process.

  But since the censor felt that the trouble had come to the imperial study, it meant that he did have the evidence, and the matter was not small. Yang Siyi was Lu Chang's confidant.

  Zhu Biao was a little annoyed. The imperial examination was about to come and his wedding, and then there was the matter of relocating to Shanxi. These things were annoying enough.

   Liu Jin continued: "The Holy One is furious, and has ordered all officials above the fourth rank to rush to Fengtian Hall immediately."

  Zhu Biao was taken aback for a moment, above rank four?

   Zhu Biao thought about it and got up and walked to Fengtian Hall, Liu Jin and others hurried to follow.

  Since it is corruption and breaking the law, it means accepting the filial piety from the subordinates and connivating the officials to oppress the good. It means that the petty officials below have used disgraceful methods when collecting land and grain taxes.

  The last time Zhu Biao discussed with his father about raising the salaries of officials, Zhu Yuanzhang also said that he would raise some later this year, but Zhu Yuanzhang was not willing.

  Zhu Biao has already let the wind of this matter out. Just to tell the officials, don't hit the knife edge at this time.

  The last time Zhu Biao assisted the officials to raise their salaries, it was because their salaries were really low. If they didn’t make some extra money, it would not be strange for the whole family to drink northwest wind.

  How much does my father pay the officials? The first-rank officials are 1,044 shimi a year, which decreases gradually. The seventh-rank magistrates only have 90 shimi a year.

This is a seventh-rank official. It is not too much to say that he is a Bailihou. Although he belongs to the grassroots cadres, he is the foundation for the country to make a living. It is not only to implement the central policies, laws and regulations; The "primary responsible person" for the task of collecting money, food, taxes and maintaining local public security and political stability, and directly "administers the four people".

  The county magistrate is the "parental official" of the local people, and also the biggest official that the local people can see. Therefore, his political achievements, integrity, and even personality and talent, etc., are no different from playing the role of the "image ambassador" of the imperial court.

  Even Zhu Biao felt sorry for them. Under his father, he was not only the county magistrate, but also the head of the county court, the chief prosecutor of the procuratorate, the director of the finance bureau, the tax bureau chief, the industry and commerce bureau chief, and the county construction team leader.

   After working so hard for a month to earn a salary of more than seven stones, he is simply a hard-working old scalper who eats grass, retains blood, and squeezes out milk.

  A magistrate is in charge of so many things, it is inevitable to give rewards to the lower officials, or whoever is willing to work for you. As the saying goes, it is easy for the king of hell, and difficult for the little devil. No one will work hard for you without rewards or benefits.

   What's more, he has a lot of long-term followers under him, who are classified as uncle and second master. The uncles include the gatekeeper (the gatekeeper), the manuscript signer (the one who grinds the ink in the mortgage room), and below are a group of second masters, including "fa trial", "value hall", "yongyin" and others. These people are the county magistrates signing The office staff in the room, and the magistrate, an important department of the county, will send people to watch, and the magistrate will also bring his own chef and master.

   This large group of people are subordinates of the county magistrate, and they all need him to support them. With a salary of only 7.5 shi a month, everyone had to drink the northwest wind.

Besides, who would be willing to be a county magistrate? Naturally, you have to climb up the ladder. If you ask to see your boss, you have to give some gifts. You can’t come to the door empty-handed. Walking around, salary is far from enough.

   Zhu Biao had already walked all the way to Fengtian Hall at this time, and the **** greeted him as soon as he arrived at the door and invited him in.

  Zhu Biao nodded, tidied his sleeves a little, and then stepped through the gate of Fengtian Temple. It was obviously hot and humid, and Zhu Biao seemed to feel a bit of coolness the moment he stepped in. I don't know if it was a psychological effect.

  Zhu Biao's face was a bit serious, with a slight bulge between his eyebrows, which could make people feel his dissatisfaction instantly.

This is also a normal behavior when the crown prince heard that someone was corrupt and perverted the law. Zhu Biao glanced at it, and found that the Fengtian Hall was a little empty, and the number of people was far less than when he was in court. In the middle, Zhu Yuanzhang, who is seated above, leans on the dragon chair with his eyes closed.

  As Zhu Biao came in, the ministers on both sides turned around and bowed to Zhu Biao. They didn't speak, but Zhu Biao could feel that they hoped that the prince would save the situation. Especially Hubu Shangshu, he bent down the longest.

  Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, who had closed his eyes, and suddenly understood something. After nodding slightly, he went to the front and knelt down towards his father: "I see my father, long live my father, long live my father."

  Zhu Yuanzhang didn't open his eyes either, but just said, "Let's be flat."

  Zhu Biao stood up silently, walked up the six imperial steps from the side passage, bowed towards Zhu Yuanzhang, and then faced the officials.

  Zhu Biao glanced at the group of censors behind Liu Bowen who were calm and upright.

  Although they are not of the fourth grade, they are the plaintiffs after all, and even if they are not allowed to come in, they will still make noise outside Fengtian Hall.

Even Zhu Yuanzhang was helpless to them. Who told Zhu Yuanzhang to find those nerdy Taoists when he was elected as Yushi? candidates.

  Secondly, with the method of using the small to control the big, these censors are all seventh-rank officials, so to speak, sesame officials, and they are given the right to supervise the chiefs. From Li Shanchang down to ninth-rank sesame officials, there is nothing they dare not manage.

  Even Zhu Yuanzhang had nothing to do with them, especially the most upright ones. They were really the kings of Cambodia who would die if they didn’t agree with each other, so that they could be famous in history.

This is why Liu Bowen's Zhedong Party can compete with Huaixi nobles. Others are afraid of being beaten, but these people are really not afraid. Their behavior characteristics can be summarized as: If you want to beat me, I will scold you, every day To impeach you, if the emperor does not punish you for one day, I will impeach you for one year. "

   This time the guys are extremely mobile, even though they are all frail scholars, Sapphire has often stumbled on them.

  Sapphire got into a fight with a sixth-rank censor a month before he set off for the expedition, and finally got so annoyed that he lay in ambush in the alley and beat up the censor.

  It’s a pity that it’s useless. You have to be impeached, and you have to be impeached, and you have to add a sentence of beating the court order.

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   ☆*:..o(≧▽≦)o..:*☆There are still people willing to watch it, it’s so touching

  (end of this chapter)