Are the memorials in these places so boring? In fact, this kind of thing has actually happened in real history. But it was not during the Chongzhen period, but in the Qing Dynasty.

Hangzhou Weaving: The abbot of Fayu Temple in Putuo Mountain passed away, and the literati Qiu Zhaoao also died of illness some time ago.

Kangxi: I understand. You actually put the memorial to me and this memorial together in the same cover. It's rude! Disrespectful!!

Hangzhou Weaving: Report to the Emperor, Zhu Yigui gathered his troops to raise an army!

Kangxi: You speak without any end, I really don’t understand!

Governor of Fujian and Zhejiang: This is a native product from Taiwan called mango, dedicated to you by the emperor

Kangxi: I got it. I haven’t seen mangoes before. I originally wanted to see them, but after seeing them, it seems useless. Don’t give them away in the future.

Fujian Navy Admiral: Report to the emperor, there is a woman in Taiwan who has been honest and unfair to collect money.

Yongzheng: Read it!

In history, there are countless such strange memorials. Ru Taisu, the Minister of Revenue during the Ming Dynasty, once wrote a long memorial to Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang. Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the memorial and opened it to read. After reading one page after another, he found that he had not yet reached the main topic. Zhu Yuanzhang had to patiently continue reading.

After reading the five thousand words, Zhu Yuanzhang was still confused and couldn't bear it anymore. Zhu Yuanzhang ordered people to pull Ru Taisu out and beat him up before talking. The minister of the Ministry of Revenue actually got beaten because his memorial was too long-winded.

After the game, Zhu Yuanzhang had to continue reading the memorial. Finally, he found that the whole memorial totaled more than 17,000 words, but only 500 words were talking about the main topic, and the rest were all nonsense.

[Later, there was a shameful author called the Foodie Alliance. After reading the memorial of the Minister of Revenue Ru Taisu, he learned it. There were many nonsense, and it was said that the blades at home could no longer be installed.]

In March of the 13th year of Yongle, the Right Administrator of Guizhou reported that "Last year, the northern expedition was issued, and the army went to Wuzhou County, Sinan Prefecture. When he heard the sound of Dayan Mountain, he called three people long live. The emperor's kindness was far away, and the mountains and rivers were like the spirit."

The Minister of Rites Lu Zhen immediately agreed, but was scolded by Emperor Chengzu: "People and ministers should serve the king with their own principles, and flattery and favor are not done by wise men."

This flattery was so smearing that he even shouted long live the mountains, rivers and rocks. It was lucky that Emperor Chengzu didn't kill him.

Of course, the most powerful master, Emperor Xianzong of Ming Dynasty, Zhu Jianshen. He always ignored his ministers and asked you to quarrel, so I just saw it and didn't say anything.

Often when the ministers were fighting below, their faces were red and their saliva flew everywhere, Zhu Jianshen would sit leisurely on the dragon throne and watch them quietly.

Even if the censor Chen Yin wrote a letter to accuse the emperor, Zhu Jianshen was still as stable as Mount Tai. I would ignore you if I love anyone.

Emperor Chongzhen was reviewing the memorials, and he was criticizing them very much. At this time, Zhu Cilang came.

"Father, Father!"

Zhu Cilang is undoubtedly arrogant. There is no way, who can make others a hero? This is like saving a general manager of a company that is about to go bankrupt and meeting the chairman.

You have made contributions, and the emperor will generally tolerate meritorious ministers. Besides, this is his own son.

Of course Chongzhen was happy. He was no longer the most heartbreaking thing when he looked at the memorials like before. He was not the most heartbreaking, but only the most heartbreaking thing. There was nothing the most heartbreaking thing like watching the Ming Dynasty gradually demise.

Now that my son has saved the Ming Dynasty, the domestic situation is very good. Not only have the bandits been completely eradicated, but there are also fewer natural and man-made disasters.

"Son of the emperor, come here and help me read these memorials. I am a little tired. Come and help me review it."

Zhu Cilang walked to the imperial court and looked at the messy memorials all over the table. He pushed them aside with his hand.

Emperor Chongzhen was shocked: "Son of the Emperor, what are you going to do?"

"Father, we are going to be done, and the destruction of the country is imminent."

If you really don’t say anything, you will never stop until you die. Now is the time for the Ming Dynasty to flourish. Zhu Cilang suddenly said this. How could Emperor Chongzhen not be angry: "What nonsense!"

"My son is not talking nonsense, Father, the emperor. Among the millions of people in the Ming Dynasty, officials are corrupt and the government is in ruins. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before the country is destroyed."

I have to say that Zhu Cilang is really brave. If it were before, he would never dare to speak like this to Chongzhen.

Chongzhen's face was gloomy. Could it be that his son had made achievements and became a relative, and then he became a flock?

Emperor Chongzhen didn't say anything, but he wanted to see what his son wanted to do. These words were not shocking, and they were just talking to him in the Ganqing Palace. If it were in the court, a huge wave would inevitably be set off.

"Father, I just went to see the money and food booklets of the Ministry of Revenue. I don't know if I don't read it, but it's really shocking when I see it. Father, there are more than 200,000 people in a county, and only 50,000 people pay taxes. Why don't they pay taxes for the rest? Isn't this forcing these 50,000 people to the death?"

Chongzhen was shocked: "You, where did you draw the conclusion?"

"I have sent people to Xiongxian and checked the local household registration. When I first resettled refugees to distribute land, the registered population was 236,800 people. But when I went to the Ministry of Revenue, I saw that the Xiongxian money and grain book had only 50,060 people in Xiongxian. Father, don't you think there is a big problem here?"

These things were originally very simple, but as an emperor, Chongzhen never thought about such problems.

When Zhu Cixuan raised the crux of the problem, Chongzhen still looked confused: "Can it be that the statistics are wrong? Or, there are too many people with fame and fortune in Xiongxian royal relatives."

Alas, after staying in this deep palace for a long time, people will inevitably become dull and they can be said to be ignorant of the outside world. Zhu Cilang sighed in his heart, he knew the crux of the Ming Dynasty. But if he said so, Chongzhen might not take it to heart.

In Chongzhen's opinion, how could such an incredible thing happen? Something must have been wrong. In a county with a population of more than 200,000, only 50,000 people are paying taxes. What about the others, are they exempt from corvee taxes?

If that is the case, how could these 50,000 people survive a county government and a court?

In fact, what Emperor Chongzhen didn't know was that it was because he could not afford it. These people would either be displaced or became refugees in the end. The final result could only be that officials forced the people to rebel.

"Father, there has been nothing wrong in the uterus and peace has spread all over the world. My son begs my father, and my son and I will visit the people in a private manner."

Only by going deep into the people can we know the sufferings of the people. In the palace courtyard, Emperor Chongzhen would never understand the sufferings of the people.

Only by letting Emperor Chongzhen see with his own eyes and see what the people were living, can he make up his mind to reform.
Chapter completed!