Chapter 1868 Veteran...begging for Bones

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The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Quan Jin was helped into the carriage tremblingly. He turned around and looked at the house he had lived in for many years, and said to his family: "I'm old, and I don't dare to take a vegetarian meal in the position of a bachelor. You pack up your things, and we will return to Xuzhou later."

The family members agreed, Quan Jin nodded in satisfaction, and then ordered: "Go to court."

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"Your Majesty, the Qintian Supervisor reported that there was a shooting star last night, as big as a chicken, with red flames at the end..."

The officials looked dignified, but Zhu Zhanji covered his forehead and said: "Meteors happen every year, why bother to report them?"

All the ministers suddenly lost their spirits. It's funny to say that whenever natural disasters such as earthquakes, landslides, floods and droughts occur, the officials and even the people of the world stare at the palace and the emperor for the first time.

Your Majesty! Did you do something to make God angry again?

Xia Yuanji came out of the shift and said: "Your Majesty, immigrants from all over the world are going to Xinghe City, but there are some complaints in Shaanxi, saying that the people have been spared, the population under the local government is withering, and the taxes are getting less and less."

Zhu Zhanji frowned and said: "Soil and water loss in Shaanxi, less rain, and a slight change is a drought. Back then, the captives planted a lot of trees, and I heard that many were cut down for firewood, and the local officials didn't feel anxious. , intend to reprimand!"

When Yang Rong was out of work, someone gave him a pen and ink to draw up the decree immediately, and then recited it once, and after checking it was correct, he printed it out and sent it out.

"Not only in Shaanxi, but also in Shanxi and Shandong... the population of the whole north will slowly migrate outwards, and while migrating, the original population will gradually fill up, or even exceed. Gandusi can accommodate a lot of people, and Daming will slowly expand to the north in the future, and the population is absolutely indispensable."

What is there in the north?

This emperor is different from the previous ones. The previous policies, including Zhu Di's, mainly focused on suppressing opponents in the north, and never thought of directly ruling there.

The ministers had a headache.

Yang Shiqi came out of the class and said: "Your Majesty, the outside of the Great Wall is barren. If you want to move there, food is a problem. The second is to stay away from Daming. After a long time, I worry that it will become a land outside the land."

"There are potatoes."

Zhu Zhanji dismissed the food issue in one sentence.

Ever since potatoes were served on Daming’s dining table, everyone was pleasantly surprised to find that potatoes were not picky about the land and did not have high requirements for the environment. So potatoes transformed and became the third staple food of Daming after wheat and rice.

"The North Sea must first be brought under control."

Zhu Zhanji said: "It's a good place there, the cold shouldn't be a weapon to stop Daming's footsteps, it should slowly seep through."

Beihai!

The hearts of the ministers were relieved. After the defeat of Oala and the surrender of the Tatars, Beihai was actually the territory of Ming Dynasty, but they did not control it at present.

The emperor's desire to expand was too strong, and the officials were a little uneasy. Yang Rong said: "Your Majesty, after all, it is difficult to feed too many people outside the Great Wall. If there is a change, it will be difficult for the local Ming Dynasty to rescue them in time. We should be cautious!"

Zhu Zhanji nodded, and when the officials were delighted, he said lightly: "If there are enemies, then come to a conquest."

This is still the emperor taught by Emperor Wen!

"Da Ming's army will become decadent if it does not fight for a long time."

Zhu Zhanji gave a benchmark: "Every few years, the Ming Dynasty must carry out a conquest, no matter how large or small. The army needs to experience and fight."

As long as there is a conquest, it will be difficult to decide a winner in the Ming Dynasty's civil and military struggle!

Zhu Zhanji saw the look of disappointment, and he said: "The next goal is... Yili!"

Yang Rong was startled, and when he was about to persuade him, someone outside came in and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Quan is asking to see you."

"Quan Jin? Help me in."

After Zhu Zhanji ascended the throne, Quan Jin began to cheer up and wanted to help. But as time goes by,

He found that Zhu Zhanji's thinking was very different from his own, so he tried to persuade him, but it was fruitless.

The disheartened Quan Jin reported his illness at home, Zhu Zhanji also sent an imperial doctor to visit, and when he came back, he only said that the old man was in a depressed mood.

When Quan Jin was helped in by the eunuch, all the officials bowed their heads sideways to show their respect.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Quan Jin who was walking tremblingly with complicated eyes. He wanted to keep this old minister, but seeing Quan Jin's appearance, it was clear that he had made up his mind to go.

Sure enough, Quan Jin knelt down, and just when Zhu Zhanji sent someone to help him, Quan Jin said: "Your Majesty, the old minister is too old to be driven by the king, and the corpse is a vegetarian meal. Recently, the old minister's walking has become more and more difficult. I implore Your Majesty..."

Quan Jin raised his head, moved his lips a few times, and still said that.

"The old minister begs for the bones... to return home."

Those cloudy eyes stared at Zhu Zhanji with desolation.

There was silence!

Zhu Zhanji was a little bit reluctant to part with this real gentleman.

Quan Jin was framed by two eunuchs, he panted and said: "The old minister has witnessed that the Ming Dynasty has been enemies from all sides, to... until now, the barbarians are obedient, and it is thriving. When you return, you should write it in your pen and pass it on to your descendants..."

Zhu Zhanji sighed, and said: "The boss has gone through several dynasties, and it is rare in ancient and modern times..."

This is the king's judgment on the veteran officials who are about to retire, and the officials are all envious.

"... Daming has lost a lot of gentlemen like the old man. Today, the old man returns, and I can't hide my disappointment."

Zhu Zhanji said sadly: "People go to Xuzhou to build a memorial archway to encourage the backward."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Quan Jin knelt down again and solemnly kowtowed.

This is the last time!

Zhu Zhanji withdrew his outstretched hand, got up and said, "Let's go...there are rules, and I don't want to violate them. In this way, I will make people prepare chariots and horses, and the journey will be smooth."

The emperor prepares chariots and horses, this treatment can make people jealous.

Quan Jin kowtowed again to thank him, and was immediately helped up to leave.

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The students of Zhixing Academy who are about to become officials have received an unexpected surprise and started to prepare. According to the arrangement, after the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow, they have to set off separately.

The academy took a day off for this, and invited those students who were about to become officials to come back to impart experience to the juniors.

"...I have been teaching science for more than a year, and I have met many people. I was a little awkward at the beginning, and then I gradually learned to deal with people I don't know, and I also learned to teach students. When I went home At that time, my parents said that I seemed to be a different person, became calmer, and became more cheerful..."

In the classroom, a student who was about to become an official was calmly telling his experience, and the students below listened attentively.

"Somewhat reluctant!"

Outside the classroom, Xie Jin sighed and said: "They are all grown-ups by the old man, but now they are going to be scattered all over the world, just like the dandelions you said, when the strong wind comes, the children will leave the mother's body immediately to find their opportunities... ..."

Fang Xing's regret was different from his: "It's a pity that His Majesty can't come down."

Xie Zhenliang smiled and said: "If Your Majesty comes, those people from the Imperial College will dare to go outside the imperial city to write a letter."

"Who's afraid of them?"

Xie Jin said disdainfully: "Our students have all gone out to hone their skills. Those students in the Imperial College only know the poor scriptures, and they care about them all day long. How can they know the suffering of the people's livelihood?"

If the Guozijian in the Hongwu period was a cadre school, then the Guozijian in Yongle was a shortcut to the south. After Zhu Zhanji ascended the throne, everyone looked at the appearance, and it was clear that they were not going to take Guozijian into their eyes.

Where is the way out in the future?

The teachers and students of the Guozijian are all anxious, but in contrast, the students of the Academy are confident in their abilities, dare to go out, and dare to start from small officials.

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