The military honors were silent, so the court was filled with the voices of civil officials.

There are excitement everywhere, and the memorials fly into the palace like snowflakes. The theme is mostly: innovation! innovation!

Zhu Gaochi was very pleased. These were all voices that supported him. The whole country was united, what else could the Ming Dynasty not do?

So the civil servants began to discuss what else was worth innovating in the Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Gaochi gave a word as the main theme.

Benevolence!

So the court and the people praised the Ming Dynasty for ushering in a benevolent king. The people who were exempted from the taxes owed in previous years were also grateful, and they were almost giving Zhu Gaochi two incense sticks sooner or later.

Then a bombshell was placed in the middle of the dying, which made the person dizzy.

"Your Majesty issued an edict that all fugitives in previous years would exempt them from their owed taxes, and then all local governments would give them money and food to help them return home, and they would be exempted from taxes for two years after returning home."

Huang Zhong sighed and said, "The emperor's kindness is so great!"

Fang Xing said helplessly: "The people can't survive anymore, so what tax will they charge?"

In the past, the Ming Dynasty was relatively tightly pursuing taxes. In addition, grain chiefs and officials from all over the country were forced to do so, so the people were forced to flee to other places.

Zhu Di turned a blind eye to this, and he focused more on the north.

"Restoring is necessary, but I'm afraid they will do it with this! Fortunately, Your Majesty said that the number of officials would be reduced, otherwise it would be really difficult to control."

Huang Zhong was born as a little official and he was very clear about the following situation.

Fang Xing said lightly: "This is the foundation laid by the late emperor. Do you believe it or not? If you don't interfere, within fifty years, the Ming Dynasty will reappear in corruption."

Huang Zhong nodded and said, "Yes, you must keep a close eye on officials. From time to time, you have to take action with some people. Emperor Taizu and the late emperor have always been arrested, so that the current administration has been achieved."

Both of them remembered the East Factory and the Jinyiwei at the same time.

The Jinyiwei was in a slump after Ji Gang, and the East Factory...

...

After the new emperor came to power, the East Factory was also silent.

Sun Xiang was still sitting upright in the room, the Buddhist beads in his hand kept tugging, muttering words in his mouth, and his treasure was solemn.

When your heart and body are completely calmed, the five senses will be particularly sensitive.

Sun Xiang's thumb suddenly stopped, and the Buddhist beads were fixed. Then he opened his eyes and said unhappily: "Who?"

"Father-in-law, he is a slave."

With this gentle voice, Chen Gui walked in humbly.

Sun Xiang said slowly: "What's the matter?"

Chen Gui bent over and said, "Dadfather-in-law, the people below are a little complaining, saying yes..."

As he said that, he quickly glanced at Sun Xiang, but Sun Xiang looked expressionless: "What kind of complaint?"

"Father-in-law, the people below feel neglected and now there is nothing to do."

Sun Xiang lowered his eyes and said, "Dongchang is His Majesty's slave. When will the slave be dissatisfied with his master? Hum?"

Chen Gui's body trembled for a moment and said in panic: "Dad father-in-law, those people... don't think they are His Majesty's slaves!"

What this means is that the people under the East Factory are ambitious and are a little disrespectful to Zhu Gaochi.

Sun Xiang said lightly: "If there is, there is, there is no, if there is, then we will catch it and we will interrogate it in person. No, let An Lun interrogate it."

Chen Gui's face immediately had a smile and said, "What my father-in-law said is that I will go and ask someone to check it out immediately."

"Go."

Sun Xiang slowly raised his eyes and just looked over when Chen Gui was about to go out.

"Ouch!"

An exclaimed outside the door, and An Lun and Chen Gui, who were about to come in, collided with each other.

An Lun is stronger, so Chen Gui is in trouble.

"Oh! Eunuch Chen, it's all our fault, get up quickly."

An Lun is considered a newcomer, so he went to help Chen Gui up very politely.

Chen Gui said with a smile: "It's not intrusive! It's not intrusive!"

An Lun watched him out before coming in.

"What's the matter?"

Sun Xiang moved the Buddhist beads again.

An Lun's fat face was filled with nervousness and said, "Father-in-law, when I first came, a scholar was beaten to death."

Sun Xiang knew An Lun's background, so he opened his eyes and asked, "Whose work?"

"Father-in-law, the Qianhu Guan Ma Sheng who humiliated the Suzaku Guard in the street. That Ma Sheng was angry and killed him with one punch. At this moment, the outside world began to make trouble!"

Sun Xiang suddenly looked up, his eyes flashed sharply, and he asked, "What did the scholar say?"

An Lun said: "The scholar is called Li Chun. He went to have dinner with his friends today. As a result, he drank too much and bumped into Ma Sheng. Then he pointed at Ma Sheng and scolded the thief and the army, a vulgar person..."

The corners of Sun Xiang's lips were slightly raised. An Lun looked at it but was not sneering or smug, but indifferent.

"Let them find out this matter for your Majesty to consult, as for the rest..."

When Sun Xiang saw An Lun's anxious and sweating profusely, he must have come to report to himself immediately after receiving the news. When he recalled Chen Gui's appearance just now, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

You must know about this, but you hide it from it, wanting to catch our family off guard later!

So Sun Xiang's expression eased a little, and he said in a teaching tone: "Recently, the civil officials in the court are so arrogant that they are forgetful, but the martial artists are silent, but silence is not easy to bully. These martial artists are all coming out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. If you despise them, you will inevitably pay a price!"

An Lun stared at her eyes and looked a little cute. He asked, "Dadfather-in-law, is it a dispute between civil and military affairs?"

Sun Xiang looked like a childish expression, and he was only a short time to caress his beard. "Yes, civil officials are suppressing military officials. Taking advantage of His Majesty's innovation, they want to suppress military officials."

An Lun was like a curious baby and asked in a blink of an eye: "Dadfather-in-law, but your Majesty won't agree, right?"

Sun Xiang sighed and said, "Your Majesty is not easy either!"

When An Lun knew that Sun Xiang would not explain the changes in detail, he said gratefully: "Thank you for your advice, I finally know some truth."

Sun Xiang nodded, not knowing what he remembered, so he waved his hand in a slight sense of interest.

When An Lun left here, he kept a silly smile on his face, but there was cold sweat behind him.

After arranging someone to check in detail, An Lun returned to his place. He collapsed on the chair, picked up the teapot and sucked it, and then let out a long sigh.

Sunlight is projecting in through the cracks in the door, and dust is flying in the light of different shapes.

"One sand, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi..."

An Lun's eyes gradually calmed down. He leaned against the chair and fell asleep slowly. The honesty on his face gradually disappeared, and he was actually a little... cold and fierce.

...

And at this moment, the capital was already restless.

Countless literati were gathering, and countless angry poems were flying out.

In the restaurant, on the beds of private prostitutes, in the study room... there are voices of attacking those vulgar warriors everywhere.

The initiator, the Suzaku Wei Qianhu Guan Ma Sheng, has settled in the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

Song Jianran was silent. He was alone in the military camp of the Zhuque Guard.

"Why? Why?"

"Why can a scholar dare to be rude to the Mada University population? Why?"
Chapter completed!