Contest (Sixth)

"Extortion, this is purely extortion. Your Majesty, this technique is exactly the same as that of Mu Hou's military service in the southwest this year. You are afraid of the younger generation, and you are afraid of the younger generation." Li Shanchang gasped and commented while shaking his head. He is really old and will be the world of young people in the future. "Your Majesty, the ministers in the court will inevitably have criticism."

"No, it's not, such an important matter. I didn't dare to discuss it in the court. I just picked up several important ministers and asked them. As a result, I heard almost all kinds of opposition. Some people even used the failure of Yuan Shizu to test the destiny of heaven. His grandmother, what is the destiny of heaven? The destiny of heaven is that the Japanese pirates can go to the Central Plains to rob, but I can't treat the destiny of others. Such a destiny is too unfair." Zhu Yuanzhang was a little indignant. The ministers were short-sighted, and the corpses of several cabinet officials were just for food. Li Shanchang was really tired of his illness.

"Some people read a lot of books, but they are also foolish. They are obsessed with morality and cannot see the benefits of the country here. Hey..." Li Shanchang swallowed the second half of his sentence back.

"Hehe, why can't they see it? They are not on this. If these people can give up their superficial articles when dealing with national affairs like they do for personal gain, why should I worry about not commanding the world in the Ming Dynasty?" Zhu Yuanzhang felt depressed when he thought of the description of Henan administration in Li Qi's memorial, and his face gradually became ugly.

"Long live, my face is not very good. Have you been too tired recently?" Li Shanchang carefully pulled the topic away. Since ancient times, the Yellow River is easy to be clear and the officials are difficult to be clear. Zhu Yuanzhang's only way to deal with corrupt officials is to kill, but the more corrupt officials are killed, Li Shanchang hopes that there are other solutions besides killing.

"You are not here, I have to read more than 200 memorandums every day. Can you not be tired? You should get better quickly. When will someone share your worries for me? When will I give you a leave of absence?" Zhu Yuanzhang knew that Li Shanchang should not be too tired today, and ordered with a smile.

Li Shanchang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Thank you Your Majesty for your kindness. If I can get up this time, I will definitely repay Your Majesty. What a pity, alas..." She sighed as if she was about to vent her depression, and then said, "Your Majesty, there is a saying that a man is about to die, and his words are good, and his words are sad. I am nearly seventy years old, which is considered a long life. There is no regret when I go back at this time. I just have one thing, and I hope Your Majesty can consider it, otherwise, I will be very worried."

"If you have something to say, please don't be so discouraged." Zhu Yuanzhang knew that what Li Shanchang said must be a very important matter, so he pulled forward a chair and sat down with a dangerous face.

"Alas, this is also the fault of me. When the country was first decided, Your Majesty appointed me to have important responsibilities, and the rules and regulations of the Ming Dynasty were all in the hands of me. I was proud of my talent at that time. I followed the rules and regulations of the Tang, Song and Yuan dynasties. I thought that my Majesty would be able to rest assured since then, but I realized that the more omissions of the system came to my mind. In the past few years, the Prime Minister was too powerful, which had already made Your Majesty spend a lot of effort. Now that the Secretary of the Central Secretariat and the Prime Minister have been abolished, some disadvantages have been removed, but new disadvantages have arisen, making Your Majesty so hard that he cannot sleep well every day. Whenever I think of this, I feel really uneasy."

"You don't have to blame yourself. The system set by your good master has been the best in ancient times. People are not sages, and it is inevitable that you will be inadequate in consideration. You, I, the king and the minister have some skills, and you can repair it a little bit."

Li Shanchang sighed again, "Your Majesty, if I am still strong, I will certainly be willing to repair these omissions for Your Majesty. However, God is unwilling to give me another chance. To be honest, seeing that Long Live read more than 200 memorials every day, I really feel guilty about the establishment of the system."

This is a very real truth. Before the Secretariat and Prime Minister were abolished, the emperor had much less work. However, the loss of power would be even more harmful to the court. Hu Weiyong and the Secretariat colluded with the people of the Secretariat to make power, and even some of the imperial guards were to win over them, almost causing trouble in the usurpation of the throne. Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang also sighed, gently picked up his hand towel, wiped the sweat from Li Shanchang's forehead due to excitement, and explained: "Senior, I did feel wronged at that time. I regret it very much today. But if I had not withdrawn the Secretariat, the court would sooner or later be in chaos. I could be prevented for a while, but I could not be prevented for a lifetime. Besides, if the Crown Prince and King Yan Xing returned to the army at night, changing the power comparison in the capital, no one would have to die. When I think about it, I still feel scared. Although I have worked harder now, it is better than being hidden like a traitor like a traitor."

"I know, and I also think that the Secretariat of the Secretariat must withdraw. The problem is that I have never found a better way to share your worries. Your Majesty should not complain that I am too talkative. I know that I am not long and I don't say anything, and I may not have a chance in the future." For the first time in my life, Li Shanchang did not look at Zhu Yuanzhang's expression and said seriously what he wanted to say: "There are more than 200 memorials a day, and it is of course no problem for Your Majesty to be talented. But did Your Majesty ever wonder whether my monarch will be as dedicated as Your Majesty in two hundred years of the Ming Dynasty. If God does not bless you, and send a lazy person to come down and divide these 200 memorials into one month for approval, what will the country and the people?"

"This"? Zhu Yuanzhang's forehead burst into flames. He never thought about what Li Shanchang said. In recent years, he had been thinking about how to ensure that power is not lost, and how to make the Zhu family become the king of the Ming Dynasty and even the whole world, but he did not consider whether his descendants were as dedicated as he did. The answer was very obvious. Unless it was the country he had built, no emperor worked as hard as himself in ancient times. What Li Shanchang said was that he divided the memorials of a day into one month and gave him face. According to the actions of several emperors of the previous dynasty, it was rare to divide these 200 memorials into half a year.

"Your Majesty, the current system, the ancient dynasties, all rely too much on wise monarchs and honest officials, and too much on the character of officials. Your Majesty also knows in his heart that most of the so-called gentlemen do mouth skills. In fact, the saints teach them that they have sucked the blood of the people. Those who are even thick-skinned simply don't even need to wipe the mouth cloth, and openly hold on to the people's homes to rob. These corrupt officials can't kill them. If they kill this, they may be more greedy and more concealed in the future. In the end, the court puts their minds on guarding against thieves, and they are talking about fighting for the world!"

"This"! Zhu Yuanzhang knew that Li Shanchang was worried that after the memorial of his son-in-law Li Qi inspected Henan and other places, he would kill too much. He hoped that he could solve the root cause of the system rather than the stigma of killing. However, good-natured, good-natured, even though you are kind-hearted, if I don't kill a group of corrupt officials, can I suppress these increasingly bold corrupt officials?

"Your Majesty, I have been thinking about the responsibilities of officials and the country that Wuhou mentioned. Last court meeting, Wuhou stood up and took responsibility, and Your Majesty repelled him. Later, letting him inspect the north was also a way to take responsibility in disguise. After Wuhou left, I have been thinking about how many people in all dynasties, except for the wise lords, remembered the responsibilities of the king to the people. The literati and officials were officials from thousands of miles away, just for food and clothing, and some of them had truly considered sharing the worries of the people!

Come on, my descendants of China are taught that every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the country, but should the country bear some responsibility for the safety of the people? If you meet an emperor like Long Live, it is considered a blessing for the people. If you encounter a person like Zhou, Xia and Jie, who will the people complain to you? Confucian scholars say that if the emperor doesn’t work hard, God will change his reign, but when the dynasty changes, it will be a country with one family. Whenever the bones are piled into towers, blood flows into rivers before you stop."

Li Shanchang was sweating profusely. As Zhu Yuanzhang listened, sweat also appeared on his forehead. He stood up from his seat and paced back and forth several times. He was depressed and had nowhere to vent his feelings. He barely sat back and forth and asked with hope: "Senior, do you have a good idea to teach me about this matter."

"Your Majesty, if you have good plans, you won't be uneasy." Li Shanchang finally finished speaking, and his burden was lighter and he could no longer hold on. He slowly closed his eyes.

"Good master, good master." Even though he was used to life and death, Zhu Yuanzhang was still shocked and shouted to the outside, "Come on, I will pass on the imperial physician, call all the imperial physicians in the imperial hospital to me."

The imperial physician who the princess secretly called was waiting outside. When she heard the emperor's call, she hurriedly greeted Zhu Yuanzhang, and hurriedly hugged Li Shanchang. While stroking his chest, he poured the boiled ginseng soup. After a while, Li Shanchang's face returned to his vitality, sighed, and turned his head to the wall.

The imperial physician walked gently to the outside room, came to Zhu Yuanzhang who was taking a nap there, and knelt down, and started a speech: "Your Majesty, I have done my best"!

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand tiredly, let him flatten, and asked in a low voice: "How long can you last? Can you last for more than ten days and wait for Chen Shitai to arrive in the capital?"

The imperial physician's throat rolled a little, and he swallowed it back into his stomach in one breath. The doctor's family was the most angry, but the patient's family mentioned other masters in front of him. He had no choice but to ask the emperor, and he could not do it. He replied aggrievedly like a young wife who was angry: "Long live, my strength is as good as this. The Grand Master is now alive. I've been relying on thousands of years of ginseng to sacrifice these days. I'm afraid that the Daluo God will not survive the day after coming. While the Grand Master is still awake, it's better to Xuan His family come in. Everyone can let him leave with peace of mind when they meet."

Li Shanchang kept reminding the princess to hide her condition from Li Qi. At this time, the prince-in-law Li Qi had not returned on tour. Li Shanchang's younger brother's family suffered in Liaodong. The Li family's close relatives now only Zhu Yuanzhang's daughter and her two sons. Zhu Yuanzhang felt more and more guilty, and sent someone to call his daughter and grandson over. He walked into the inner room again, stood beside Li Shanchang's bed and whispered: "Shengchang--, good-nation--".

Li Shanchang didn't look back, his face facing the wall, his thin back was carrying a velvet blanket, shaking desolately under the candlelight.

"father"!

"Grandpa", Li Shanchang's daughter-in-law and grandson knelt on the head of the bed and sobbed quietly.

Looking at Li Shanchang's knife-like back, Zhu Yuanzhang was tearful and suddenly realized the instructions: "Come on, draw an order"!

The Grand Secretary Shao Zhi, who was hiding outside the window, crawled in with tears and tears, and his head was squinting to the ground. His shoulders couldn't help but thrust.

"I sent an order to the clan's mansion and gave two gold medals to the Li family. As long as I exist in the Ming Dynasty for one day, the descendants of the Li family will be inherited from generation to generation, and no one will be allowed to commit additional crimes. Any good descendants will never be allowed to commit suicide..."

The sob crying came from the Li Mansion, cutting through the desolate night.

A few days later, in a broken hut at the end of the Yangtze River, the former Daming Maritime Affairs Officer, Chen Bin, also completed the last journey of his life. Zhu Er, known as the iron mouth and steel teeth, and several former colleagues were guarding his bedside. There was nothing to say, but he just gently stroked his unwilling eyes with his hands.

The unfavorable customs management resulted in a large amount of grain being smuggled and exported. The court dismissed Chen Bin to thank the world. Then the officials who came to search the house in a fierce manner, the first customs envoy in the Ming Dynasty, the world's largest fat man, only 38 taels of silver were collected. Before the Shen family was sent to Yunnan, the Shen family had already lost all their money. The mansion given to him by the prince when Chen Bin was promoted the emperor two years ago has not been decorated yet. Except for the places where the guests must pass, there are large pieces of paint peeling off the columns that are not exposed on the surface for people to see.

Zhu Er took office and found that Chen Bin's customs strategy was carefully considered. Even those who could grasp the fleeting loopholes of his opponent in his negotiation field could not find any flaws every day. The coastline of the Ming Dynasty was too long. How could more than twenty customs block the holes in the country? Everyone in the world said that Shen's family could be killed? Does anyone understand that Chen Bin has used the power of one person to fight against smugglers of the entire Ming Dynasty in the past few years, and against the disorder and chaos that had been in conflict with thousands of years. Is it really possible to use a scholar's shoulder to hold a galloping carriage and try to change its direction?

Whenever he thought of Chen Bin's ending, Zhu Er was always chilling. Therefore, when he had free time, he would always go to the place where Chen Bin lived after he was free and ask him for advice on customs management. Whenever he could do his best to tell him the truth. Only when he was thinking about the problem with all his might can people see the shadow of life in Shen Bin. Everyone expected that one day this shadow would return with life. However, who could comfort him and who could tell him the grievances in his heart.

"Let's pay to let Brother Chen be buried in peace. My family is well-off. I have already seen a beautiful place to see a beautiful place in the west of Songjiang Prefecture." Zhu Er wiped his eyes and looked at the patched tent on the head of Chen Bin's bedside, and felt infinitely sad.

"You'll be buried. The relatives of the Shen family are still in Yunnan. It's too late to inform them. Brother Chen's wife died early and she didn't marry again." A colleague agreed.

"I'm thanking everyone for yourselves." Next to the tent, a woman with a thorn hairpin and a cloth skirt bowed her head. He was Chen Bin's concubine and a red-fed confidant on the Qinhuai River in the past.

While discussing, a man shouted and broke into the yard, "Master, I'm so happy, I'm so happy. The emperor is going to regain his post. The emperor issued an order. The master will be regained. Master Zhu will go to the navy and have another businessman."

Pushing open the door and looking at the hanging tent, the newspaper in the man's hand floated weakly to the ground. There was the full text of the imperial edict on it, which was sent by the old man along the river by a fastboat, and was covered with sweat.

"...Cha Chen Bin's office was appointed as the customs officer and bowed all his money. Although he had a minor mistake, he could not hide his great achievements. Therefore, he was restored to his post and specially awarded the title of Vixen Ninghai, and given ten pieces of brocade and a thousand taels of silver... I hope to be in charge of the country and do not let my wishes..."!

"Master..." The woman pounced on Shen Bin Shangwen's body and burst into tears.

Accompanied by the sudden autumn wind, the desolate sound of the piano came from afar, which was vaguely the elegy made by Chen Bin on the Qinhuai.

"Look at it, on the banks of Xizi Lake, Wu Muzhi is not dead, look at it, at the top of Gusu City, Zixu's hatred is hard to calm down, don't say that, the country's Gancheng, in the end, a heroic soul is cold in the autumn wind, and the rivers and seas cover the sad sound..."
Chapter completed!