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Chapter 816: Political and academic departments are hit

Listening to Meng Zhaoxiang's words, Wei Xuelian was stunned and said, "What else do you know?"

Meng Zhaoxiang glanced around and lowered his voice and said, "As far as I know, the Ministry of Personnel intends to transfer all the officials of the Zhengyuan Department out of the capital. Lao Cao, Lao Wei may not move. I guess he will go to Fengyang Mansion."

Cao Dingjiao frowned and looked at Meng Zhaoxiang and said, "It's really everything?"

Meng Zhaoxiang nodded and said in a stern manner: "What I heard is that the Ministry of Personnel has done it. It was originally going to be sent to the Supervisor Yuan, but now it is sent directly to the cabinet. As long as the cabinet nods, the matter will be settled. A transfer order will be issued in February next year."

Wei Xuelian felt uncomfortable and said, "What is the Ministry of Personnel going to do? Can we kill us all? No matter how we say we are all disciples of Master Bi Ge, how dare they?"

Meng Zhaoxiang glanced at him and said, "They dared to touch Lao Cao, what are the others?"

Wei Xuelian's mouth moved and he didn't say anything.

Cao Dingjiao's background is indeed so strong that few people can compare with him, and there is really nothing like this group of people who dare not do it.

Cao Dingjiao's expression was slightly dark. There are about 700 or 800 students in the Zhengyuan who have graduated in recent years, and they are basically "officials" at the bottom. If this is the case, they will be suppressed, wouldn't they have no chance to make a comeback?

Does the emperor ignore it?

Thinking of this, Cao Dingjiao felt aroused and said, "Do you know what official positions have you transferred?"

Meng Zhaoxiang was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and said, "I don't know this, but according to the rules, I will be promoted to one or three levels when transferred to another place. I am the prefectural chief, and others should be the chief clerk, county magistrate, etc. If the assessment is good, it is possible to be appointed as the magistrate."

Cao Dingjiao suddenly understood, his heart was bright, and he smiled and said, "Don't think so much, this is probably what the emperor wants."

"Emperor?" Wei Xuelian and Meng Zhaoxiang were all shocked. Why did they pull the emperor out again?

Cao Dingjiao chuckled and said, "Well, in addition, there are nearly 500 people who passed the Joint Examination of the Political Court this year, and there are only so many official positions, so naturally some need to be freed up."

Wei Xuelian and Meng Zhaoxiang's expressions were slightly moved, and they were a little sensible. Meng Zhaoxiang was in the Ministry of Personnel for a long time, but he was a little sensitive. He said: "Now the promotion of the 'new policy' is a bit weak. Those officials in the border areas are like they are trapped in a quagmire and are progressing slowly. If the emperor intends to go from bottom to top, it would be a good idea..."

Wei Xuelian thought for a while and shook his head and said, "I am afraid that it is still difficult. I have been in peace in the Ming Dynasty for more than two hundred years. Many things have been deeply rooted. The local forces are intricate. It is just a few small chief clerks and small county magistrates, but they are far from enough. When they grow up, it will take at least ten or twenty years, which is too late..."

Cao Dingjiao was just a scholar after all, his vision was not enough, and he was not clear enough, and nodded thoughtfully: "Old Wei said, but the emperor's thoughts are not something we can guess. I guess there must be other actions after the New Year..."

Speaking of this, Meng Zhaoxiang hurriedly said, "Let me reveal to you one more thing. There will be two major events next year. One is that the court will convene again, and the governors and governors from all over the country will come to Beijing. The emperor is going to have a wedding, and envoys from all over the country will come. The Ministry of War is preparing to perform martial arts outside Chengtian Gate. At that time, the people and officials will be allowed to come and watch."

Wei Xuelian's eyes lit up and said, "I heard that the emperor has performed martial arts in Nanzhili, Fujiandu, and the scene is unprecedented, very grand and shocking..."

Cao Dingjiao nodded slightly and said, "Now the disaster spreads in the world, rumors are everywhere. It is really necessary to stabilize people's hearts and shock the little ones..."

Everyone was sitting in the capital clearly. He frowned and looked bored when he listened to Cao Dingjiao's words. Wei Xuelian said: "King Jing has entered the cabinet, and the Governor's Office is already using thunder methods. At most two days, the capital will be purified..."

The Governor's Yuan includes the powers of the past Censorate, the Six Certificates, etc. Once used, it is definitely a powerful tool!

Meng Zhaoxiang already felt that many people were taken away by the Governor's Office and asked to be "honest and honest", and many of them failed to come back.

"Will the person arrested by the Chief Executive Officer also give a verdict to the Dali Temple?" Cao Dingjiao asked suddenly, because he remembered that Wang Qiaonian, the deputy chief of the Chief Executive, had already taken over as the Dali Temple Minister.

"Of course," Wei Xuelian said: "But there are too many people involved, and some of the charges are not easy to determine. The year is approaching, so I am afraid that the trial will not be concluded by the end of the year."

Meng Zhaoxiang said: "Well, the appointment of the Ministry of Personnel will be next year, and it seems that it will not be safe next year."

Cao Dingjiao listened to the two of them, nodded slightly, and suddenly looked outside and said, "Is that Duke Lu?"

Meng Zhaoxiang and Wei Xuelian turned around and saw a middle-aged man on the street with two followers, both in casual clothes, walking from west to east.

"It seems." Wei Xuelian looked at the middle-aged man and said to himself: "Don't Duke Lu stayed in Miyun? Haven't you heard that he is back?"

Meng Zhaoxiang said thoughtfully: "It is probably for the purpose of martial arts. The two camps are the most elite soldiers of my Ming Dynasty, so it should be them."

Cao Dingjiao's heart was slightly moved. If the most elite of the Ming Dynasty should be the imperial guards, they were all selected from a hundred, but I don't know if his brother and uncle can return to Beijing this year.

As he thought about it, a follower came up quickly and whispered in Cao Dingjiao's ear, "Young Master, those people are blocking in the inn, don't go back."

Wei Xuelian sat next to Cao Dingjiao, with sharp ears and said curiously, "What's wrong? Who blocks your door?"

Cao Dingjiao shook his head and said, "What you said just now has spread. Many people are unwilling to leave Beijing. I hope I will find Mr. Bi Ge to have a confession."

Meng Zhaoxiang frowned when he heard this and said, "They treat you as a gun. Besides, Master Bi Ge has always been upright and will not help us."

Wei Xuelian also nodded, his expression slightly dark.

Although Bi Ziyan was the president of the Royal Court, he had never taken care of anything. The previous time he spoke out seemed "fair" and had no intention of sheltering them. As for Vice President Wang Qiaonian, he had no ability at that time. Even though he was a minister of Dali Temple, he was obviously very "small" in front of the Ministry of Personnel and could not speak.

In other words, the students of the Zhengyuan Department are because their grandmother doesn’t love their uncles and don’t care about them, and they have to endure it when they are bullied.

Cao Dingjiao looked at the expressions of the two people and smiled and said, "Don't worry so much. It's not a kind of protection for Mr. Bi Ge. Besides, it's not that he hasn't made any decision yet."

Wei Xuelian glanced at Cao Dingjiao and sighed, "If I had the feeling of you like this... Bastard! Your background is so thick, of course you don't have to worry. I have the photos of King Jing, it seems that the only one who is unlucky seems to be Lao Meng?"

Meng Zhaoxiang twitched his lips, picked up the wine glass, sighed silently, and made two bad friends.

Early the next morning, Zhu Xu had just finished exercising and wiped sweat with a towel, while Cao Huachun came in from outside in a dusty manner.

"I will meet the emperor." He came under the eaves and hurriedly saluted Zhu Xu.

Zhu Xu looked at him and said with a smile: "You're so tired all the way. Let me tell you first. After that, I'll give you three days off."

Cao Huachun did rush back from Chengdu overnight, bowed and said, "Thank you, the emperor."

As he said that, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Zhu Xu and said, "This is a handwritten letter from General Qin to the emperor."

Zhu Xu took it, didn't open it, looked at him, and said, "Tell me what you saw."

Cao Huachun had thought about it all the way, but at this time he still thought about it: "Yes. From Shaanxi to Sichuan, all the way, I saw all the naked land thousands of miles away, and the disaster victims were everywhere, and people starved to death every day. Sichuan's situation was even worse. Ten acres of land could not produce a bucket of grain, and they were affected by disasters every year, and the people were in chaos every year, and soldiers were used every year. Guizhou, Sichuan and other junctions were even more so. Some chieftains gathered to form a trend, and they were endless to suppress them, causing disaster to the side..."

Zhu Xu frowned when he heard this. At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was Cao Huachun's one-sided view or Si. Sichuan and others who deliberately concealed the disaster, but it was certain that there was no peace there. The military expenditure for the year was 3 million taels!

Cao Huachun glanced at Zhu Xu and said, "I think the population in Sichuan and other places is more than expected, and the disaster is more serious than the one in the report..."

Zhu Xu nodded slightly and said, "Well, I understand. Go and rest. Take the time to write a memorial for me to show what you see and hear."

Cao Huachun bowed gently and said, "I obey the order."

After Cao Huachun left, Zhu Xu picked up Qin Liangyu's handwritten letter, thought for a while before tearing it apart, and pulled it out.

It was Qin Liangyu's handwritten letter, and he could tell at the glance of his handwriting.

Qin Liangyu's letter was first requested to the court to provide for the generals who died in battle, and in the middle it reported her views on chieftains and others, believing that it must be cleared, otherwise the tail would not be too big, which would harm the Six Provinces including Sichuan. Finally, they talked about some of the "military reform" and expressed opposition to the "disarmament". She believed that the Six Provinces including Sichuan must have large troops in charge, otherwise it would be difficult to stabilize and would cause a disaster.

Zhu Xu looked at the letter and tapped on the small table with his right hand, thinking constantly in his heart.

Qin Liangyu has been in Sichuan for decades, and no one knows six provinces including Sichuan, Shaanxi and Xi better than her. What she said must have deeper considerations or concerns.

"Your Majesty." Li Jieyu handed three peeled cooked eggs to Zhu Xu and said softly.

Zhu Xu looked up at her, nodded, and took an egg into his mouth, still wandering his heart.

If it is true as Qin Liangyu said, not only the Ministry of War, but even he is optimistic. It is not just an immigrant that the problems in Shaanxi, Xi, Sichuan and other places can be solved, and the disarmament plan must be cautious.

Zhu Xu took a few bites of the egg, picked up the porridge and took a sip. After thinking for a while, he turned to Liu Shimin not far away and said, "I'll tell you later that Sun Chengzong, Shen Yongmao, and Mao Wenlong came to the imperial study to see me, and let my uncle come too."

"Abide by the order." Liu Shimin bowed slightly and sent someone to pass on the preaching.

Zhu Xu stuffed Qin Liangyu's letter back, ate another egg, teased the next couple, then wiped his face, explained a few words to Li Jieyu, got up and walked towards Jingyang Palace.

In the imperial study room, Sun Chengzong, Shen Yongmao, and Mao Wenlong were all waiting, and they were all a little worried at this moment.
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