In the second year of Chongzhen, early autumn, the imperial capital, the Forbidden City!

Early in the morning, dark clouds were pressed in the sky of the imperial capital, covering the morning sunshine, making the world unclear. A young man wearing a thick blanket supported his upper body on the table in the imperial study room, stretched his hands and feet, and woke up. He was the 16th emperor of the Ming Empire, and he would also be the last emperor, Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian.

He is only nineteen years old this year, in his youth, and was probably a great boy, but at this time he looked a little old, especially his temples on both sides of his cheeks, which were a little bit white. These white hairs... are tired!

Last night, he reviewed memorials all night in the imperial study room, and unknowingly fell asleep on the imperial desk. I don’t know which eunuch put a thick blanket on him, otherwise he should have suffered from a cold at this time...

Zhu Youjian blinked, shook his head, sobered himself a little, then stood up and said in a slightly low and hoarse voice: "Who put on the blanket for me last night?"

Before he said this, the imperial study was quiet, as if he was the only one, but after he said this, a cautious and stingy male voice suddenly came to the corner of the room, saying, "It was the slave who gave you."

It turned out that there was a young eunuch standing in the corner of the house. Because he was completely motionless just now, he didn't even seem to have a breath, so he stood in the corner of the house as if it didn't exist at all. Even if you see him, you would think it was a doll.

Zhu Youjian turned his head suddenly and stared at the eunuch.

This was promoted by his confidant little eunuch. He definitely did not belong to the dead Wei Zhongxian party. He has a innocent wealth and no background. When the little eunuch saw the emperor staring at him, he didn't know what he was thinking. He was so scared that his legs flicked.

Zhu Youjian snorted and said a little angrily: "Since I'm asleep, I should wake me up. There are still many memorials that have not been approved! You actually let me sleep until dawn, how much precious time has you wasted?"

"Slave...slave...slave is wrong." The little eunuch was so scared that he knelt on the ground with a thud: "Please forgive me!"

Zhu Youjian let the little eunuch kneel on the ground. After a while, he saw the little eunuch trembling all over, and then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm kind enough to think about you, I won't punish you this time."

"Thank you... Thank you, Your Majesty!" The little eunuch then breathed a sigh of relief and got up and stood back to his original place. He knew very well that although the emperor he was facing was diligent in government affairs and was personally responsible, his personality was very suspicious. He was just using his own affair, moody, and very difficult to serve. If he was not careful, the people around him would fall to the ground, so he had really walked around in front of the gate of hell just now.

Zhu Youjian sat back in front of the imperial case, picked up a memorial that he had not had time to read last night, and then looked at it twice, and rushed up angrily.

It turned out that it was a memorial sent by Hu Yanyan, the governor of Shaanxi Province. Although the words on it were covered up and tried their best to hide it, the entire memorial was released, and Shaanxi Province was in chaos! It was very chaotic!

"Bastard!" Zhu Youjian slapped the imperial case with a slap, which made the memorials on the table jump up: "This damn Hu Yanyan, the Jiannu from Liaodong caused me a headache. It was just when the rear was in need of stability. What was the trouble for me again? I want to kill his head! Come on, it will be passed on to the fate of the country."

Cheng Jiming, a famous celebrity, was named Jingzhi. He was a Jinshi in the 35th year of Wanli. He was a Jinshi and served as the Minister of Justice. He served as the Minister of the Imperial College, and was appointed as the Minister of the Imperial College. He was a professional official of the Ministry of Rites and a guest of the Prince. He was a member of the Hanlin Academy in Nanjing. He just entered the cabinet this fall and was the most trusted cabinet minister of Emperor Chongzhen.

Hearing Zhu Youjian's summons, Cheng Jiming quickly ran away, entered the imperial study room, pushed the gold mountain, turned the jade pillar, and gave Zhu Youjian a great gift, then asked: "Is there anything that the emperor can call you?"

"Look at this..." Zhu Youjian waved his hand, and Hu Tingyan's memorial flew down from the imperial desk and landed in front of Cheng Jiming. He quickly picked it up, glanced at him, and then suddenly realized that he had to know that every memorial on the Chongzhen Imperial desk was actually delivered by the cabinet before he saw it. Cheng Jiming knew earlier than Zhu Youjian.

"I want to kill Hu Yanyan!" Zhu Youjian said angrily: "As the governor of a province, I will kill him as if I had given him Shaanxi to this way!"

He sighed and said, "Emperor... this matter may not be all Hu Yanyan's fault. You see, didn't you say it in the middle of this memorial? The bandits were not in a strong momentum, mainly because the border troops in Guyuan decided to join, which made the bandits grow... And Hu Yanyan couldn't control the Guyuan area, which was under the jurisdiction of Yue Hesheng, the governor of Yansui."

"Hmph!" Zhu Youjian snorted coldly and threw down another memorial. It turned out that the latter was written by the governor of Yansui Yue Hesheng. It said that the main force of the Shaanxi-Xi bandits was not the Guyuan rebels, but the Shaanxi-Xi refugees under Hu Yanyan's jurisdiction.

Zhu Yuanjian slapped on the table angrily: "These two bastards, you push me and I push you, both of them want to completely erase the responsibility. In fact, both have problems. You can see another memorial."

With a wave of his hand, another memorial was thrown over. It turned out to be a memorial written by Wu Huan, the Inspector of the Inspectorate, said: "There were few thieves in Baishui in July, and there were many thieves in the border area. This year, all the thieves were reported to be sharp, and they moved to seven or eight thousand people. Then the two thieves were shirked and hidden, which was actually caused by it."

Cheng Mingji saw that all three memorials were read by Chongzhen, and he knew that he had learned the truth. He sighed helplessly and said, "Indeed, these two governors are responsible, but... it seems that it is not good to easily kill the governor of a province. Since they have written the memorials, it seems that they don't want to hide this matter to the end. They still have the emperor in their hearts... Please think deeply."

Zhu Youjian took a deep breath. He really wanted to kill both of these bastards, but he had just ascended the throne and had not yet established authority. Faced with the complex system of civil officials, if he easily attacked officials at the governor-level, it would be easy to cause turmoil among officials, unstable courts, and even shake his throne of emperors.

He suppressed the annoyance in his heart and snorted: "Then what do you think you should do?"

"Discontinued from office!" Cheng Jiming whispered: "The governor of Liu Guangsheng, Shaanxi, and the governor of Zhang Mengjing, Yan Sui, ordered these two newly appointed governors to fully encircle and suppress the bandits."

Zhu Youjian frowned deeply and said, "What if these two newly appointed guys shirking blame for each other again?"

"Well..." Cheng Jiming pondered for a while, and then said: "It's better to add a three-sided governor to the two of them, so that the governor will be in charge of Shaanxi, Gansu, and Yansui provinces, and encircle and suppress the bandits. With this governor in charge, the two governors cannot push them around, and Yang He is more suitable to be the governor."

In fact, the three-sided governor has been in existence since the tenth year of Hongzhi. There are many celebrities who have served this position, such as Yang Yiqing, Qin Hong, Wang Qiong and Zeng Xian. However, in February of the second year of Chongzhen, the three-sided governor Wu Zhiwang died of illness, and this position has been empty. Now Cheng Jiming has just picked up this position again.

"Okay!" The young Zhu Youjian was actually not very skilled in arranging things like that of officials. After all, he had only been in power for two years and had many things still being studied and explored. Therefore, in terms of personnel appointments, he had to refer to the opinions of the cabinet ministers. Since Cheng Jiming proposed it, he had to adopt it. Otherwise, if he really wanted to come by himself, he would not know who would arrange it.

"Appoint the left deputy censor Yang He to replace the three-sided governor, and ask him to give me no matter what means he uses to quell the Shaanxi-Xi Rebellion as soon as possible." Zhu Youjian took a picture of the matter.

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In the second year of Chongzhen, in the autumn, Huanglong Mountain.

Zhu Yuanzhang stood on the training ground at the top of the mountain, watching a large group of new recruits and trained in the queue under the guidance of veterans. The last time he went down the mountain to harvest grain, he not only brought back the grain, but also brought back a large number of people, but also used the method of rewarding merits to improve the status of the profession of soldiers in the minds of villagers.

Since the villagers in the village learned that they could get daily necessities for joining the army, a craze for joining the army was surging. In fact, this is a common human nature. Outside the mountain, you can farm, exchange grain for money, and then exchange money for daily necessities. However, in this mountain, land does not need to be planted. Anyway, Brother Zhu will grab grain to distribute it to everyone, but all daily necessities and supplies are given priority to soldiers. Being a soldier will naturally become a more rewarding profession than farming.

In the future, Brother Zhu will snatch more and more things back. If all these good things are distributed to the soldiers first, why are you hesitating? Go to the army!

A large number of villagers joined the army. The New Nine Team and the New Ten Team can no longer be called new recruits. After them, there were New Eleven Teams and New Ten Teams, which were all organized to the New Eleven Teams.

The total force in the village reached 1,400, while the total population was less than 4,000. Except for the soldiers, all the other populations were the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

No one noticed that such a population-to-soldier ratio was abnormal! Only Zhu Yuanzhang knew that the parcel did not rely on self-sufficiency production to support soldiers, but maintained the army by robbing gentry. Otherwise, such a comparison of military strength and population would be impossible.

This is just a plan of equity!

The salt merchants and iron merchants came once not long ago and sent a large amount of salt and pig iron. Zhu Yuanzhang mobilized the craftsmen of the villagers, especially the blacksmiths, to create a large number of iron spear tips. Now the 1,400 soldiers in the village are all equipped with spears with iron spear tips. The army no longer uses sharpened eye sticks, which will undoubtedly make the combat power of the village stronger.

After inspecting the training ground, Zhu Yuanzhang felt very satisfied. He looked up and saw that the leaves of a big tree were yellow. When the wind blew, the dead leaves floated down, so he sighed softly: "It's time to collect autumn fu again..."
Chapter completed!