Jingyang Palace, in the side hall.
Zhu Xu and Fu Tao were drinking tea and talking about the post station.
Zhu Xu tapped his fingers on the table, and said slowly, "Big brother, first, the post station will become our own, except for us, everyone else will spend silver, whether it is the government or the court."
Second, it should be divided into three lines, one is reserved for the government and yamen, the second is for the common people, rich businessmen and the like, and the third is for military intelligence, brocade clothes and guards, etc., which is a dark line......"
Fu Tao listened carefully, the post station is still very important, it is the most important tool to connect all parts of the country, not to mention the government, just say that the people use the post station, at least more than one million income a year!
If you run it well, you can still make two or three million a year.
Zhu Xu's words continued: "In the early stage, we still have to clean up, eliminate the power of the eunuchs, select trusted people, dredge the post stations in various places, and also, let the people who make your idea show me, and any rash action must be reported......"
Fu Tao nodded seriously, there was a small notebook on the table, holding a charcoal gray stick in his hand, and he was vigorously recording on the paper.
"In the future, if it is improved and grown, you can also do those escorts and deliveries, along the official road of the post station, I will order the Ministry of Engineering to give priority to construction, the road is open, the safety along the way, no worse than Caoyun......"
Zhu Xu was simply talking about his idea, and only stopped for a while before he said, "Well, that's almost it, I'll talk about it when I think about it in the future, big brother, you can tell me about you." ” Fu Tao put down his pen, looked at Zhu Xu and said: "Your Majesty, I think that if you want to deal with the post station and completely become the emperor, you must first clear the power of the local yamen and make them dare not touch it." ” Zhu Xu nodded and said, "Well, I will let Dongchang intervene, and you will also keep an eye on it, if Dongchang is unruly, I will beat Wei Zhongxian." ” Fu Tao suddenly smiled in his heart, and said with a tense face: "The second is that the initial investment may be relatively large, and the payback time will be very long." ” Zhu Xu took a sip of tea and said unconcernedly, "This is not a problem, the main thing is to control it well and clean up the shortcomings of the post station." ” Fu Tao also thought about it in his heart, and other problems could be solved by him, so he said, "There are no other problems for the time being, besides, Your Majesty, I heard that the opposition from the outer court is relatively loud?"
” This objection refers to the opposition to the abolition of the post station, which seems to be of little use to the imperial court, but it is very useful and indispensable to those who are attached to the post station to suck blood and take advantage.
Although Wen Zhaoge's recital has not yet come up, and Zhu Xu has not yet made his will clear, but the city outside the palace has been full of wind and rain, impeaching Liu Mao, and Wen Zhaoge's recital can't wait to fly into the general political envoy.
Zhu Xu smiled and said, "We don't care about this, Wen Zhaoge decided to give Brother Xin Wang a headache." ” Fu Tao also smiled and told Zhu Xu about his plan for the reform of the post station.
In fact, the capital is now shocked by the imperial court's decision to abolish the centuries-old Imperial Procuratorate, and then runs to tell each other.
Whether it is Zhu Youzhen, Yang Lian and the Donglin Party, they are all trying to keep the Metropolitan Procuratorate, this is an extremely sharp weapon, it seems to have no power, but it is enough to deter hundreds of officials in the world!
**How did Xing let the Donglin Party dominate the imperial court, how did he expel all the 'evil parties' from the court, and eliminated those Chu Party, Zhejiang Party, and Kun Party, just because he held the Imperial Procuratorate!
At the beginning of the Beijing Chacha, hundreds of officials were degraded and degraded, and even the entire cabinet bowed to him, such power, who is not moved, who will give up!
The Donglin Party gathered together, and everyone realized that the Donglin Party had reached the brink of danger.
The six departments and nine temples in the capital, the political envoys outside the capital, the envoys according to the inspection, the prefect and the county, and the civil and military generals inside and outside the Guan, surprisingly unanimously stood on Yang Lian's side, and a huge force was sharply approaching.
East Factory Prison.
In a clean and comfortable cell, there is a table of sumptuous wine and food.
Wang Wenyan sat cross-legged and ate heavily, looking urgent and breathing like a cow.
He was dressed in prison clothes, his hair was scattered, he was covered in wounds, and in some places he was bleeding, apparently just after his execution.
Opposite Wang Wenyan sat Shuntianfu Mansion Yin, Fan Jingwen.
Fan Jingwen didn't move his chopsticks, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was ugly, he didn't expect that after so much time, Dongchang was still torturing Wang Wenyan like this.
Wang Wenyan was like a starving ghost, after eating for a while, he raised his head and exhaled deeply, looking at Fan Jingwen's expression, he knew what he was thinking, smiled indifferently, and said: "I almost killed the eunuch at the beginning, he remembered the grudge, it was no big deal, there was kindness and revenge, if I got the power, I would not let him go." ” Fan Jingwen listened to the breath of rivers and lakes in his mouth, nodded lightly, and said, "I'll find a way to rescue you after I go back." ” Wang Wenyan has friends all over the world, and Fan Jingwen has also received his favor.
Wang Wenyan grabbed a chicken in his hand, took a bite hard, then poured a sip of wine, and muttered: "No need, Wei Gelding can't do anything to me, don't look at him now that he is proud again, I dare to conclude that sooner or later he will still be in a different place!"
” In Wang Wenyan's mind, no matter how powerful you are, the wicked will not end well, it is only a matter of time.
What Fan Jingwen thought of was that the Donglin Party had not rescued him for so long, and Wang Wenyan was discouraged.
He wasn't sure, and said in a deep voice: "You should know that the emperor intends to abolish the Metropolitan Procuratorate and merge it into the Governor's Yuan, and now the entire Donglin is trembling and trying to stop it......"
Wang Wenyan sneered and said, "You still don't understand?
Today's emperor is different from the first emperor, but also different from Shenzong, he is extremely disgusted with party fighting, and naturally he is even more disgusted with my Donglin, as long as the word 'Donglin' is in one day, he will not allow Donglin people to stand in the court again.
The abolition of the Imperial Procuratorate should be the last step in his plan, not to mention Yang Dahong, and King Xin can't stop the emperor......"
Fan Jingwen shook his head and said: "You don't understand the situation in the capital now, the righteous people are all gathered in Donglin, and Donglin supports King Xin, and now the momentum is even greater than a few years ago!"
” Wang Wenyan was stunned, he didn't expect this, but if he thought about it carefully, the emperor desperately attacked the righteous people represented by Donglin, didn't this force them to be more united?
At the beginning, Donglin was still full of mountains, and there was more than one infighting, but now if it can be united, it is definitely an unimaginable force!
He put down the wine glass in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he said as if to himself: "If this is the case, it is not impossible to do it......
Fan Jingwen came to ask for ideas on Ye Xianggao's order, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Brother Wang, is there any good way?"
” Wang Wenyan glanced at him, his face was full of injuries, he couldn't see the 'chivalrous spirit' in the past, he still started with righteous words in his mouth, and said thoughtfully: "You can't be tough first, our new emperor is not a hard person, and those methods in the past will not work."
The first step is to find a way to make the government affairs of the six ministries stagnate, don't say anything, and do it quietly.
The second step is to find some famous Confucians to write articles, elaborating on the harm of abolishing the Imperial Procuratorate, especially when it comes to the ancestral system, and the words should be sincere, and do not attack anyone, especially the emperor.
The third step is to invite some elders into the palace to meet the concubine, and without saying anything, just to visit and talk about some homely ......"
Fan Jingwen listened to Wang Wenyan's words, and admired them in his heart, Wang Wenyan's words boiled down to nine words 'show strength, reason, and human feelings', is there any difficult thing in the world that these nine words can't solve?
This trip is really the right one!
Fan Jingwen and Wang Wenyan approached, discussed the details in a low voice, and then left the prison.
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On the edge of the post station outside the capital, willow branches flutter.
Miao Changqi looked at Li Yingsheng in front of him, looking worried and reluctant.
Li Yingsheng is the Fu/Jiandao Imperial History, as soon as the imperial court abolished the Kedao, he did not want to enter the Governor's Yuan, nor did he want to stay in the turbulent Jingshi, so he resigned and returned to his hometown today.
Miao Changqi is also a veteran of Donglin, with a wide range of friends, and every time the Donglin people leave Beijing, he comes to see him off, and none of them are left behind.
Li Yingsheng was silent for a while, and sighed: "Brother Miao, the current emperor is stubborn and self-serving, and does not listen to his advice, so that treachery is rampant and chaos is repeated, which is really unseen in ancient times.
Now it is difficult for people to apply, and there is no place to stand, only to protect themselves in the future. ” Miao Changqi also sighed lightly and said: "Brother Li, let's go, now the righteous people are gathered in the capital, no matter how arrogant the eunuch party is, the emperor is young, and there will be a time when he will grow up, and the day of the public is not far away." ” Li Yingsheng has also experienced the party struggle from Wanli to the Apocalypse, and has a hunch that the party struggle will be more intense than in the past, which is also the reason for his resignation, he can't say a thousand words in his heart, and raised his hand and said: "Farewell today, he can't expect a day, Brother Miao, take care!"
” Miao Changqi could only sigh again and watch Li Yingsheng go away.
Li Yingsheng's carriage slowly left, and Miao Changqi slowly approached the young man who looked like a small official behind him, and said, "My lord, now is the big thing, why don't you keep Master Li?"
” Miao Changqi shook his head, looked at the carriage that was drifting away, and sighed: "This time, if you don't succeed, you can only resign and return home." ” The young man's expression was grim, and he heard from Miao Changqi's words that the Donglin Party was going to make a desperate gamble this time.
Half a day passed in a blink of an eye, and there was nothing to see in the capital, and the pedestrians on the street were like a tide, coming and going, and I didn't feel the ups and downs of officialdom at all.
In the household department, Fu Changzong handled the day's government affairs, packed up his things, and prepared to go home.
As soon as he was about to leave, his heart moved, and he said to the porter outside: "Has the transcript of Zhejiang/Jiangzuo's participation in politics arrived?"
” Zhu Xu's next step is to clean up Zhejiang/Jiang, Jiang/Western officialdom, and Fu Changzong is also very concerned.
The porter turned around and came in and said, "My lord, Huang Langzhong took sick leave not long ago, and the performance should have been in his class room, but the class room was locked, and it would take a few days." ” Fu Changzong frowned, looked at the doorman and said, "In a few days?"
How many days off did he take?
” The porter bowed there and said, "Go back to your lordship, three days." ” It is common for officials to ask for leave, but Fu Changzong is not surprised, and he can't pick the lock, so he can only wait, and said while crossing the threshold: "The back of the book will be sent to Li Langzhong, let him send it to me tomorrow." ” The porter hurriedly turned around and followed Fu Changzong and took a step, and said, "My lord, Li Langzhong also took three days off. ” Fu Changzong didn't think much about it, he opened his mouth and said, "Then send it to Han Langzhong." ” The concierge couldn't hold back this time, looked around, approached and whispered: "My lord, now there are more than 20 people in the entire household department who have asked for leave, and Han Langzhong has also asked for it." ” Fu Changzong paused, and finally saw that something was wrong, and said with a calm face: "What's the matter?"
” The porter looked around again, hid behind the pillar, and said nervously to Fu Changzong: "My lord, not only our household department, but also the six large and small officials, there are more than 100 people who have taken leave, and this is still increasing. ” Fu Changzong's face sank, and he finally realized that the matter was serious.
This is not an occasional leave, someone is planning behind the scenes, can have such ability, except for Zhu Xu in the Ming Dynasty, only the Donglin Party can do it, Wei Zhongxian seems to be powerful, but he can't do it.
He looked at the porter and said with a calm face, "How long has it been?"
” The porter looked a little nervous, he didn't have a grade, he didn't have the qualifications to ask for leave, he bowed cautiously and said: "It's today's matter, not long ago, less than half an hour, the people who took leave were lined up at the side of Lord Shilang. ” Fu Changzong's brows tightened, his expression changed, and he was solemn.
Such a large-scale 'leave' of the Donglin Party is even more terrible than the boycott of 100 officials, and hundreds of people taking leave is enough to paralyze the government affairs of the six ministries.
The most important thing is that this household has been cleaned up by him, and half an hour has passed, and he actually knows it by 'accident'!
Fu Changzong glanced at the gatehouse, didn't say much, turned around and walked out of the household quickly, and was about to go to the palace in a carriage.
At the same time, Zhou Yingqiu of the Ministry of Officials, Xu Dahua of the Ministry of Industry, Zhang Ixu of the Ministry of Rites, and even Shen Yongmao of the Ministry of War were all in a hurry, and they went to the palace after leaving their respective yamen.
The Donglin Party is almost everywhere, and the relationship network is complex, and such a big move really scared them.
Just when several major scholars were in a hurry to enter the palace, an article on matters circulated among the major academies, literary clubs, and scholars in the capital.
This was written by Zou Qingshan, the son of Zou Yuanbiao, who is also a great writer, with strong pen power, equal writing, and great influence in the literary world.
The most important thing is that his identity is also very special, his father Zou Yuanbiao is a veteran of Donglin, and Gu Xiancheng, ** asterisk is known as the 'Three Gentlemen of Donglin', and has a special status in the Donglin Party.
His articles did not scold him, nor did his rhetoric be intense, but all of them were on the facts, saying that 'the Metropolitan Procuratorate cannot be abolished, and the ancestral system is also'.
The article is well-founded, the words are plain, and it is very popular with readers, and this matter is spreading, and a majestic voice of criticism is rolling in the capital.
In the Renshou Palace, Zhou Jiamo, who was in his eighties, sat tremblingly under Concubine Liu, smiling and laughing with Concubine Liu, talking about some old things, looking like he was about to die, and said goodbye to him.
Concubine Liu is a very optimistic person, and Zhou Jiamo sighed after talking for a while.
They are all in their eighties, and no one knows what will happen tomorrow, and the more homely chatter like this, the more it can arouse people's feelings.
This time, the Donglin Party did not fiercely encircle the palace, nor did it launch a full-fledged offensive in the sky, and in the plain, the majestic pressure poured into the palace.