It was early morning on the second day of June in the sixth year of Longqing.

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One night passed.

After all, he was a child, and his sleep quality was much better than before he traveled through time. Zhu Yijun rarely had a good night's sleep that he hadn't had in a long time.

When he first woke up, he was still a little dazed and subconsciously reached for the mobile phone under the pillow.

When I felt nothing, I suddenly woke up.

"Your Highness, you're awake." The maid next to the bed came closer.

Zhu Yijun suddenly asked: "Did you hear clearly what I said in my dream last night?"

Several palace maids were startled: "Your Highness, you never talk in your sleep."

Only then did he feel relieved and nodded: "That seems to be a dream. Please change my clothes first."

Several palace maids immediately gathered around him, holding their robes.

While dressing, the palace maid just now said, "Your Highness, Zhang Dajun has come to Ciqing Palace. He said he is at your disposal at any time."

Zhu Yijun couldn't help but laugh. Zhang Hong wanted to make progress so much.

After putting on his robe and washing himself, he said, "Let Zhang Daban come in."

Zhang Hong came in with breakfast.

He looked at the still somewhat childish crown prince and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, almost at odds with the overbearing heir from the Qianqing Palace yesterday.

But after all, he is a great eunuch, so there is no shortage in the city. He quickly put away any trace of confusion and said: "My slave, please pay my respects to the master."

Zhu Yijun nodded gently and motioned for him to come closer.

Then Shi Shiran sat down in front of the case and started eating.

Zhang Hong asked the palace maid to retreat, then took out a stack of paper from his sleeve and said: "Master, everything you ordered me yesterday is here."

Zhu Yijun took it with some surprise. This macro worked quite quickly.

I roughly browsed through the list of eunuchs who patrolled the mining tax in Huguang in the six years since the first year of Longqing. There are more than ten people in total.

Some also indicate age, job title and other information.

He was satisfied and did not hesitate to praise: "It was done well."

This is reflected in the use of ears and eyes.

The matter in Huguang is actually not urgent. If he wants to deal with it, he must at least gain some authority.

However, everything can be done in advance, and failure to do so will result in failure. It is better to prepare in advance than to only obtain information from memorials.

Whether it is the palace, the center, the local area, side affairs, or finances, you must first have a clear picture in your mind before you can make specific plans.

Relying solely on the knowledge of future generations, a blind man is afraid of an elephant, and he is afraid of being doomed.

You have to combine your knowledge with current events and reflect each other.

This is called modernization of knowledge for later generations.

Zhang Hong didn't even dare to say anything when he was praised.

Zhu Yijun looked at it carefully while eating his breakfast.

The water depth of Huguang's mining lessons is inevitable, but it cannot be accomplished in a day.

It’s not like the late emperor never did tax inspections in the six years he was in power, so why didn’t anyone find any problems?

This is what Zhu Yijun cares about.

Seeing that he was fascinated, Zhang Hong whispered: "Master, something happened in the palace last night."

Zhu Yijun didn't even raise his head: "Don't be too pretentious, just say what you have to say."

Zhang Hong quickly said yes, and then continued: "Meng Chong lost his footing last night and drowned."

Zhu Yijun paused, raised his head and looked confused: "Slip?"

Zhang Hong knew that this was a master with a clear mind, so he explained: "People from the Dongchang found it. After investigation, they said it was caused by a slip and drowning. The Director of Ceremonies also confirmed that Feng Dajue was busy with this matter."

Zhu Yijun shook his head: "I'm too lazy to carry people on my back. This is so ugly."

Zhang Hong didn't dare to answer the call.

Zhu Yijun didn't say much on this matter either.

After reading the list handed over by Zhang Hong, he said: "These people are living a good life now."

Zhang Hong thought about it for a moment and replied: "The position is not too high, but the money is indeed quite generous."

Zhu Yijun already knew this.

In the Ming Dynasty, it can be said that 11 out of 10 officials are corrupt.

The collusion between government and businessmen and the exploitation of the common people are nothing more than trivial matters.

From Li Shu to Prince, who can escape?

The Ministry of Household Affairs did not issue annual gifts to Prince Yu's Mansion at first, and the whole family almost couldn't get rid of the problem.

Finally, he bribed Yan Shifan to get through the Ministry of Household Affairs and issue the annual gift that had been stuck for three years.

And Xu Jie, the chief minister after that, was known as Xu Bancheng, and he owned hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land. Who in the world didn't know that?

Hai Rui was ordered by the emperor to let Xu Jie return to his fields, but he was driven away in despair.

Not to mention that various ministries and yamen form cliques for personal gain, give and receive privately, and compete for positions and titles. It can be said that there is an endless stream.

A superior official is like this, and a lowly official is also knocking on the bones and sucking out the marrow.

Dendrobium leaves dripping with water, tax items cleverly set up, morning glory steakhouses, the list goes on and on.

The military pay of the border army can be sucked dry by you!

This is no longer an isolated problem, it is a common problem in Ming Dynasty officialdom.

The current officials have lost their sense of shame towards corruption.

Yes, I am just greedy. That’s right, everyone is greedy. What’s wrong?

Qi Jiguang, a man who was determined to exterminate the Japanese pirates and was not afraid of dying for his country, still couldn't escape this fate?

Why is there such a trend? In a word, wages are low.

If you look at those who received official salary in history, you will know that after Gao Yi died, he could not even pay for the funeral, and the palace had to pay for it. Hai Rui was even worse. His official position was not enough for the palace, so his colleagues paid for the burial.

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The salary is only as low as this, but the key is that it is often in arrears, and even half the salary is a waste of money.

In Gu Yanwu's words, "the salary is so small that there is no way to support his family."

It's too late to open the pot, so how can I have the mood to build a memorial to integrity?

There are only a few noble people, and most people can only follow the trend. If they don't be greedy, they will starve to death. How to restrain them?

In this context where there is no restraint of moral integrity, corruption can be said to have become commonplace.

The officialdom is like this, let alone eunuchs.

Why is the tax patrol job a fat job? As long as there are no problems in the local area, if there are real problems, the tax patrol eunuchs will make a lot of money!

It's hard to say whether this tax is for the palace or for your own pockets.

I'm afraid that the accounting imperial envoy and the local government have already formed a tacit understanding.

Looking at these dozen eunuchs, not one of them reported any problems. Instead, they all had huge pockets, and they knew what was going on.

I just don’t know whether the two sides failed to reach an agreement on the Huguang Mining Tax this time, or the problem is too big for someone to deal with.

Zhu Yijun thought for a moment and said to Zhang Hong: "It's okay to collect money for errands in the palace, but if there is something hidden from me, I won't admit it."

"Just watch these people and don't drown again. I'll be useful to you in the future."

"You can secretly pick a weakling and tell me the real situation in Huguang."

"From now on, I don't care what the outer court says. When the palace inspects taxes, I will know what the palace says."

Zhang Honggong felt a chill in his heart when he heard this.

After all the "stealing", can people still survive?

Last night I only felt majestic and breathtaking, but now I feel the biting coldness.

This is Tianjia?

He is only ten years old! He is indeed a holy king, and he is cruel and ruthless!

Zhu Yijun had nothing to show off in front of Zhang Hong. He needed heaven's laws to control these eunuchs.

Showing different characteristics in front of different people is politics.

Zhang Hong has seniority in the palace and has people under his command. These things are suitable for him to handle.
To be continued...