In the palace where ambergris was lit, Zhu Yijun, who had been the throne for forty-five years, lay on the wide dragon couch, wearing only a bright yellow silk shirt.

The Emperor of Ming Dynasty, who ascended the throne at the age of ten, is now old. His body is bloated, and his curled right leg looks much thinner than his left leg, but also a little shorter.

"Emperor, Mr. Fang is here."

Wang An gently awakened the emperor who was dozing in a squinting position. Recently, there have been constant bad news from the outside dynasty. The emperor was angry and had not summoned the chief assistant Fang Congzhe for more than ten days.

"Show the chief minister."

Zhu Yijun opened his eyes and saw the chief minister standing in the distance. He ordered that since Ye Xianggao walked, Fang Congzhe had been cautious in his work, and the government was handled properly, and the monarch and ministers were also considered a match.

"There is good news for the Prime Minister to see me."

Zhu Yijun was very unhappy these days. Shandong and Henan were famined, and people rebelled during the Chinese New Year, and even had a peace of mind.

"The emperor, General Yansui won the tribe, beheaded more than 4,000 levels, cut all the money, and made a statement that the head of the Khan of the second tribe and the Jinqin had ordered people to be escorted to the capital."

Fang Congzhe sent the official documents in his hand and gave them to the eunuch Wang An next to him. With the emperor's nod, Wang An opened the official documents and read them. Although he had read the official documents sent by the eunuchs in Shaanxi when he was in the inner room, they were not as detailed as the ones in front of him.

Zhu Yijun's face showed joy. There was some bad news in the past two years, and nothing could make him feel at ease. It was a good thing to have such a victory now.

"I remember, this General Yansui has just taken office not long ago?"

"Emperor, after the Qin King planned a rebellion case last year, the former general Du Wenhuan resigned as an ill, and his son Du Hongyu took over as the general as the deputy general."

"Du Wenhuan, I have some impression. He is younger than me, so why did he resign as an ill person?"

"Du Wenhuan followed his uncle Du Song to Hetao several times in his early years, but was injured on the battlefield. Last year, the old illness relapsed and he was unable to hold a director to resign."

Fang Congzhe knew that the emperor's personality was changeable, sometimes generous and sometimes suspicious, but in the past two years he became more suspicious.

"Is that thick juniper good now?"

"The juniper is in Shanhaiguan. It is said that you can eat three big bowls of rice, two or three pounds of beef and mutton every meal."

"This rough man has fought for half a lifetime, but in the end he is not as good as his children and grandchildren. He is really getting back to life."

Zhu Yijun laughed. Although he ignored the government affairs for many years, he still knew the generals in the court that Du Song had fought with the Takuma for half his life, and had won many battles back and forth, but his thick mouth was too stinky and he dared to scold scholars, otherwise he would not have had many ups and downs.

"Prime Minister, you and the Ministry of War should give you a total of 2000 silver dollars..." At this point, Zhu Yijun paused and stumbled and said, "Please pay from my treasury!"

Fang Congzhe looked at the emperor's hesitant look and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The national treasury was so empty that it could run away mice. This really means rewarding merits. If you don't pay money from the emperor's treasury, where can you get it?

"Emperor, General Du said later that he divided the seized cattle, sheep and animals into the soldiers, so he asked the court for merit, not for money, but for the court to be able to implement their promotions."

Wang An was interrupted by the emperor after reading it for most of the time and did not continue reading it. Therefore, Fang Congzhe had to say that after the three major battles, the court was generally negative about the military achievements of the border army. First, the emperor was unwilling to spend money, and second, the officials were also afraid that the border generals would be good at raising border provocations, so they used their merits to seek rewards. Therefore, even if the border soldiers won a battle in the past, the meritorious soldiers often could not wait for the rewards from the court, and the border affairs became worse every day.

If it weren't for the amazing military achievements reported by Du Hongyu this time, the court wouldn't have sent people to check so quickly. You should know that the Ministry of War is short of officials, otherwise why would Xue Sancai, the Minister of War, find Xiong Mingyu, the military department, to be a clerk. That is, Xiong Mingyu once worked as a servant in the Ministry of War and recognized this old boss, so he was willing to run back and forth in the wind and snow.

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It was the first time that Zhu Yijun saw a military general who asked for merit and didn't have money. Then as Wang An finished reading the last part of the official document, he couldn't help but laugh, "This Du Hongyu is a smart person. Since he doesn't want money, the Chief Auxiliary discusses everything he asks with the Ministry of War and submits a statement as soon as possible, and I'll agree."

"Yes, the emperor."

Seeing that the emperor was in a good mood, Fang Congzhe hesitated, and finally said, "Emperor, although the chaos in Shandong is pacified, there are still tens of thousands of hungry people waiting to be fed. I ask the emperor to issue treasury to provide relief to the victims."

"After all the time, I'm still focused on my money, Chief Supervisor, do you think it's easy for me to save all this gold and silver in the treasury?"

Zhu Yijun looked at Fang Congzhe who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't help but sigh, "Get up, since Du Hongyu doesn't ask for reward silver, I will just pretend that the reward silver is still paid, and I will allocate 100,000 taels to you. But you have to promise me that this silver must be used in practice. Don't just drift 30% before leaving the capital, and then when you arrive at the place, I wonder if half of it will be used on the victims?"

"Don't worry, the emperor, I will personally watch the relief of the disaster victims..."

Looking at the emperor who was like a mirror in his heart, Fang Congzhe knew that although the emperor loved to enjoy and was lazy in political affairs, he was not a foolish master. Three years ago, Ye Xianggao left the chief minister, but the emperor refused to let go. That was to put Ye Xianggao on the fire.

"Prime Minister, I am relieved to you. After this Beijing inspection, you should also promote some people who can do things."

Zhu Yijun interrupted Fang Congzhe, the chief assistant, "Although I don't go to court, I know that most of the officials are talking about me behind my back. The Ministry of Revenue and the treasury are empty enough to escape mice, but my treasury is full of gold and silver, but the gold and silver are collected by the eunuchs in the palace to go to the place for a lot of hardships."

"The Ministry of Revenue can collect tax silver from those rich merchants. It is said that the whole world is the king's land, but if I don't send people to collect mining taxes, will the wealthy merchants who are mining pay a cent of tax silver?"

Zhu Yijun's face was a little flushed. He knew that Fang Congzhe, the chief minister, should be trembling and walking on thin ice. But now the Ming Dynasty is leaking everywhere. Is it all his fault for his lord?

The commercial taxes of wealthy merchants cannot be collected. The court can collect how much taxes and silver can be collected by land tax alone, not to mention that disasters have occurred frequently in various places in the country and the cabinet often wants to exempt taxes and ask him to provide relief for disasters. However, as soon as the mining tax is imposed, they report that it is competing for profit with the people.

He really didn't know that the wealthy Haoshang Factory and mine owners in Jiangnan had stuffed a lot of money to the officials of the Donglin Party. Why did Ye Xianggao ask for the six ministries and the censors of the Kedao in the position of chief minister, and then resign and resign.

That's because Ye Xianggao is from the Donglin Party. He sat in the position of chief minister. Those officials of the Donglin faction could not think of ways to force him to withdraw the mining tax. He promoted Fang Congzhe, which was to use the Qi, Chu and Zhejiang Party to balance the officials of the Donglin Party.

Fang Congzhe has done well in the past three years, and now that the Beijing investigation is about to be held, Zhu Yijun certainly wants to take the opportunity to clean up those Donglin Party officials who only know how to stop him, the emperor, from collecting taxes.

Seeing the weak emperor suddenly shouting loudly, Fang Congzhe had already been lying on the ground, and the Beijing Cha level could not be avoided. Only then did he understand the emperor's intention in recent years, and the lack of censors who had been suppressing Kedao's censors was not enough to make up for them. Even now, the censors were all from the Qi, Chu and Zhejiang Party, and they wanted to wipe out the Donglin Party in the court.

Although Fang Congzhe was the so-called leader of the Zhejiang Party, he was the same as Ye Xianggao when resisting the emperor's sending eunuchs to collect taxes, but his personality was not so fierce. If the emperor did not listen to advice, he would not say more.

But now the emperor is going to provoke party struggles. Fang Congzhe could imagine that when the Beijing inspection ended, there would be no room for peace between the Qi, Chu, Zhejiang and Donglin Party.

This emperor has not been to court for thirty years, but this emperor's mind... Fang Congzhe looked up and looked at Wang An to give the emperor a sense of pleasure. His face was full of bitterness. In the future, the Qi, Chu, Zhejiang Party and the Donglin Party will become in trouble. Whether the Donglin Party will revive or the Qi, Chu, Zhejiang Party will only rely on this emperor to do arbitration.

But the emperor was in poor health and the prince was a soft-hearted person. The party struggled together and there were endless troubles. Fang Congzhe had no courage to say something, so he could only speak silently and let the emperor lose his temper for himself.

"The chief minister has come up and it has nothing to do with you. I feel so sad. You must also understand my difficulties. Don't worry about this Beijing inspection."

Zhu Yijun asked Wang An to help him up, and then asked the eunuch to help the kneeling Fang Congzhe. Although the prime minister was a good man, he always wanted to mix with him. He was not the one who was the papermaker, and he couldn't feel at ease in the palace to avoid officials from attending court.

"Emperor, Party..."

Fang Congzhe, who was helped up, did not dare to say it until the last sentence "The party struggles together, the disaster will be very fierce." In the past, the emperor was just four chief ministers, more than ten officials from six ministries, and hundreds of officials affected.

Zhu Yijun asked someone to send Fang Congzhe away, and then he sighed quietly. He was a smart person, so how could he not understand the disadvantages of party struggles, but he had no choice.

The prince is in poor health and is taught by those civil servants, but the prince does not have a teacher like Zhang Xianggong. When the prince becomes the emperor, he will definitely be controlled by those civil servants.

Zhu Yijun felt sad when he thought of going to the vassal son Zhu Changxun. He had never liked the prince. He was timid and had no idea. He looked like a king, but he was not like a king. He was very cool since he was a child. If King Fu succeeded to the throne, he would be a self-spoken person, so he would not need to worry about this.

"Wang An, do you say that Du Hongyu is my Wei Qing, and that Gao Jin is my Huo Qubing?"

Zhu Yijun suddenly asked, since Chen Daban left, the only old man who accompanied him back then was Wang An, the young eunuch of that year.

"Emperor, even if this dynasty is in three major battles, there has never been a great achievement of General Du in such a battle." Wang An replied cautiously, "And that Gao Qianhu can lead 700 cavalry to attack the Tatar army, kill the Khan, and take his big sword."

"How can I be Wei Qing, Huo Qubing, who can't be the emperor?"

"Yes, only Emperor Taizu and Emperor Chengzu had such military achievements at that time!"

Zhu Yijun sighed, his face full of lonely smiles. If he had been born twenty years later, he would have controlled these two people, restored Hetao, decided to Liaodong, and destroyed Mongolia. Now he can only keep the talents of these two generals for the prince he doesn't like.

"When the Prime Minister and the Ministry of War's memorials come up, you can go to Shaanxi to announce the imperial edict, Shuofang Protectorate, I wonder if I can see the day when Hetao returns."

Zhu Yijun said to himself, suddenly the man fell on the dragon couch, his face turned painful, "Wang An, give me the fragrance."
Chapter completed!