Mao Yujian knelt in the ancestral hall until noon, and was so hungry that he was allowed to stand up, and he was unable to get rid of his resentment while eating.

No matter how old the official is or how much money the capital is, there is no one who doesn’t take a few concubines. This is the storefront!

He is also a dignified censor now. Although he is not at a high level, he is respected in his power, but he is unable to raise his head in this regard.

The more I eat, the more depressed and angry he becomes. How could the tigress be unable to calm down, and he could not swallow his food.

"Master, Master,"

Mao Yujian was depressed, and a manager hurriedly ran in and said, "Your script has been beaten back."

Mao Yujian was stunned, took it and saw it, and was furious.

The reply from the memorial book, Zhaoge, only five words, "The ancestor system cannot be abolished."

Mao Yujian was already in a fire in his heart. When he saw these words, his face looked ferocious and gritted his teeth and said with gritted teeth: "The post station is unbearable and has become the private subordinates of wealthy businessmen and officials. Why can't such a policy that harms the country and the people be sacked!"

He sat there, panting, his chest was undulating, his eyes flashed, and he threw the playbook to the ground, wiped his mouth, and walked out with great strides.

He knew very well that he was weak and he needed help.

Not long after, he came to Liu Mao's mansion. Liu Maozheng and several friends were talking loudly, mainly about the corruption of the court, the treacherous and slanderous, and it was difficult to argue with the right people.

Mao Yujian stepped in and said in a deep voice, "Brother Liu, I think the harm of the post station is already serious and must be abandoned."

Liu Mao and others were stunned, and then a censor reacted.

"Brother Mao said it very much. A few days ago, I saw a sixth-rank official from Taipu Temple asked the post station to send three trucks of goods to Zhejiang/Jiang without paying any words. He also asked the post stations in various places to take care of them, and enjoy his servants along the way. This trip requires hundreds of taels of silver at the beginning!"

"More than that, the court has to allocate million taels of silver every year. I don't know where these silver is available?"

"Yes, if it is cut off, at least this amount of money will be left every year. Now Wen Zhao Pavilion saves everywhere, why is it still wasted so much?"

Liu Mao also felt moved as he listened to the conversation between the few people, thinking.

When Mao Yujian heard this, he was like-minded and said loudly: "Brother Liu, my colleagues, why don't you write a letter to me? Please cut off the post station!"

"Yes, the place where the post is delivered is indeed very poisonous, so it should be cut off."

"It's worse than nothing, and it's too much to spend, and it can be cut off!"

"If you can save millions every year, what reason does the court have to not lay off the abolition!"

Mao Yujian looked overjoyed and felt excited. With so many people supporting him, Wen Zhao Pavilion could not stop him! He looked at Liu Mao, who was the oldest and most qualified, and he still needed to nod.

After Liu Mao thought about it, it was indeed the case. The post station was completely useless. It was all private subordinates of the wealthy officials. What is the purpose?

"Okay, I'll write!" Liu Mao stood up and said proudly.

Mao Yujian and his group were overjoyed and gathered in Liu Mao’s study to come up with ideas, Runmo, and a freshly released memorial.

Liu Mao, Mao Yujian and his group sent the report, but did not stop. They were ready to fight against the opposing people and gain a big "clear reputation".

This memorial appeared on Zhu Youjian's desk in a blink of an eye. Zhu Youjian received two memorials about the post station within one day, and was also surprised. He sat in the class room and looked at Liu Mao's memorials, looking hesitant.

‘Today, Xiazhou County is trapped in about seven or eight out of ten of the post stations, while only two out of ten of the post stations are used for official business, and eight out of ten of the posts are used for private affairs’

‘Cutting posts can save hundreds of thousands of dollars a year’

‘The post office is the most harmful to the people, so you need to go early’

Zhu Youjian looked at the memorial, frowning for a long time and thought without saying a word.

After a long time, he put down the memorial and looked at Wang Chengen, who was silent like a shadow, said: "Do you think the post station should be cut off?"

Wang Chengen has always been in good manners and does not interfere in any government affairs, but he also has a deep understanding of Zhu Youjian. He knows that his mind has changed again. He quietly advised: "The prince is a prime minister and should have the courage to move forward."

Zhu Youjian's eyes moved slightly, nodded suddenly and said, "Well, let Jiang Qing and Lord Qian come in."

Wang Chengen frowned, knowing that Zhu Youjian had misunderstood, so he paused and didn't say anything. He turned around and called Qian Longxi and Jiang Dejing in.

Zhu Youjian sat there, looking at the two of them with a majestic and indifferent expression, handed over the Liu Mao's memorial in his hand, and said, "Look at it, sir."

Qian Longxi took it and looked ten lines at a glance, and then he gave it to Jiang Dejing with a constant expression. Qian Longxi was also an old official. When he saw this memorial, he knew that Mao Yujian must be in the same party as Liu Mao.

Jiang Dejing was born in Hanlin and knew the twists and turns in it, but he also knew how to observe his words and expressions. Looking at Zhu Youjian's eyes, he pretended to think and said, "Prince and Censor Liu's words are not unreasonable. However, some can be abolished, some cannot be grasped carefully. As long as the life is exclusive to the Secretary, it cannot be achieved overnight."

Zhu Youjian smiled slightly. Since Jiang Dejing said so, the station naturally needs to be lifted.

Qian Longxi regretted that Jiang Dejing had stolen the topic. As soon as Jiang Dejing said, he was afraid that King Xin had strengthened his determination to sack. He changed his mind quickly and immediately said: "Prince, since the harm is so great, the faster the better, and we need to ask the emperor for approval as soon as possible."

Seeing that both of them agreed, Zhu Youjian secretly felt that the sack was correct, and smiled and said, "Well, I will write a memorial now. At the speed of the sermon, there should be a reply later."

Silijian never refuted Wen Zhaoge's face for such a thing, so Qian Longxi and Jiang Dejing were not worried much.

Zhu Xu in the imperial study room received a memorial from Zhu Youjian, including Mao Yujian and Liu Mao.

Looking at these three memoirs, Zhu Xu's mouth moved and hummed hard.

Before he could cause trouble for these two people, he came to make trouble for him.

Liu Shimin also knew about yesterday and looked at Cao Huachun calmly. This chief manager would not be as calm as he was on his face.

Cao Huachun was also depressed at this moment. He searched and found that his head was on his own, especially the elder brother, who was in poor health and even came to him to plead for mercy, which made him very embarrassed. Fortunately, Zhu Xu had not yet stated what to do, otherwise the disaster would come to the Cao family.

Zhu Xu ignored the two people next to him, stared at the three memorials, tapped the table with his right hand, thinking about how to deal with it.

On the Wen Zhao Pavilion, he needed to slowly delegate power. With such a big world, he could not do anything like Kangxi and Qianlong. It was not a good thing to rely on the emperor. The cabinet system of the Ming Dynasty was still very superior. At least if there was any problem with the emperor, government affairs could still operate as usual and there would be no chaos.

If the post is denied, it will probably undermine Zhu Youjian's confidence. What's more, the post is indeed very problematic and needs to be purged.

After a long time, Zhu Xu's eyes lit up suddenly. He picked up a brush, wrote a big "accurate" word on Zhu Youjian's memorial, and handed it to Liu Shimin and said, "Give it to Wen Zhao Pavilion."

Liu Shimin disagreed with the abolition of the post station, but he did not dare to interfere in government affairs. He took the answer and ordered someone to send it to Wenzhao Pavilion.

After Zhu Xu finished speaking, he picked up the paper and pen, wrote a simple letter, and handed it to Cao Huachun and said, "Go and order someone to give it to the elder brother."

The eldest brother Zhu Xu said was Fu Tao.

Cao Huachun kept looking ahead, not knowing what Zhu Xu had written, but after hearing this, he took it, put it in an envelope, and ordered someone to send it out of the palace.

After doing this, Zhu Xu's eyes shone coldly, and he looked at Cao Huachun again and said, "I'll ask someone to go to Wucheng Pavilion and call King Ping to me."

When Cao Huachun heard Zhu Xu's tone, he knew that Mao Yujian, Liu Mao and his nephew were going to be unlucky. He felt helpless. When was it not good for Cao Jin to visit a brothel? He was caught by the emperor who was rarely out of the palace.

Isn’t this deserved to be unlucky?

He thought to himself that he would send a message to the Cao family later, asking them to strictly enforce their family tutors and overcome all the laws and regulations of the court. As for Cao Jin, it was all up to him to see his luck.

He responded and turned around and went to Wucheng Pavilion to invite the King of Ping himself.

Wenzhao Pavilion is not far from Jingyang Palace, and Zhu Youjian received a reply from the Silijian before he waited for a stick of incense.

He looked at the big word "correct", took a deep breath, looked at Wang Chengen and said, "Go and call Liu Mao, I want to leave this matter to him."

Wang Chengen glanced at Zhu Youjian, responded silently, turned around and went out, and ordered someone to leave the palace to send a message.

Mao Yujian and others were still staying at Liu Mao's mansion. They were all excited to think about how the opposing people would attack them, how they would fight back to make things bigger, how to lead the Qingliu, how to win, and how to win this "reputation" that is within reach!

After waiting for Wen Zhaoge's reply, there was only one sentence, "The emperor is right."

The people were filled with a feeling of feeling. The ultimate move that had been held in for a long time was useless.

They missed the past, no matter what, they always had their voices, and they could always make things bigger and gain reputation no matter what. Now they seemed to be unable to do anything and were extremely powerless.

Mao Yujian didn't care about these things and insisted on abolishing the post delivery. He looked at Liu Mao and said in a deep voice: "Brother Liu, the post delivery is too harmful and must be abolished. This important task must be yours. King Xin is afraid that he will entrust you with important tasks!"

The other people also congratulated each other and said, "Yes, Brother Liu, I have been appreciated by King Xin, and I have become successful and it is just around the corner!"

Liu Mao was actually quite regretful, but thinking that this matter was caused by him, he would definitely be indispensable for the abolition. He also said happily: "Okay, I will go to Wenzhao Pavilion. Please wait for my good letter!"

Everyone naturally understood what he meant. If Liu Mao took on this job, their benefits would definitely be indispensable!

At the same time, Fu Tao also received a handwritten letter from Zhu Xu. Looking at the content in his heart, he looked stunned and a little dazed.

Wei Liangqing was discussing the matter with him. He knew it was the eunuch of the palace and knew it was the emperor's, so he didn't dare to talk too much, and waited with breathing.

Fu Tao was stunned for a while, looked at Wei Liangqing, blinked, and pushed the letter to him.

Wei Liangqing took it curiously and saw it, but was stunned. The corners of his mouth moved, and he didn't know what to say.

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