It’s dark.
During the frost season in late autumn, the cold wind stings people’s cheeks. Before dawn, the officials hurried to the court on the stone road.
At this time, the painting horn was blown from the Qiao tower, and a vast song came:
It is difficult to be a king, it is difficult to be a minister, it is also difficult.
It is difficult to start a business, but it is even more difficult to maintain success. It is also difficult.
It’s hard to protect your family, it’s hard to protect your life, it’s hard.
This song”Difficult is Difficult” is Zhu Yuanzhang supervising himself and also warning his officials.
Zhu Yuanzhang also always reminded officials all over the world. He once pointed to a well and warned:”Being an upright official and living with a salary is like guarding a well. Although the well water is not full, it can feed a family. If you want to raise the well platform, Once the water breaks out, it will affect you, Wu Sha Mao.”
In fact, it will not only affect Wu Sha Mao? That’s a direct beheading.
After the sound of horns on Qiao Tower, all the officials entered Fengtian Hall, and the morning court began.
After attending the court meeting, Zhu Yuanzhang sat high on the throne and glanced over:”We heard yesterday that one of you composed a poem for the morning court.” With a gloomy look on his face, he recited the poem:
Four drums, dong dong, clothes rising,
Meridian Gate It’s too late to meet.
When will I have the joy of being in the countryside and sleep until the food in the world is ready?
“Who wrote this poem?”Zhu Yuanzhang smiled after reading.
An old man with white beard and hair hurriedly stood up and knelt down:”I know that I am guilty, I… I have no intention… I have no intention at all.”
“As the emperor, we have to wake up four times a day, run the government under the stars, and hold candles late at night to review memorials. We have no time to do the work day and night, and we must make ourselves happy. What is this for?
Zhu Yuanzhang’s eyes were cold and he continued coldly,”It’s just to remind you of the difficulties of starting a business and the suffering of the people. Do you think the world is peaceful?” Ming Dynasty can sit back and relax? So shouldn’t I call you to court so early every day?”
“I went to court early every day without interruption. Qian Zai looked tired,”It’s just that these few days……”
“Well, you are getting old, don’t want to get up early and miss the pastoral life, so I’ll let you go today. Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and said,”Sleep well and soundly.””
Qian Zai was secretly happy and quickly knelt down to worship him.
……
Han Yi, the supervisory censor, was a disciple of Qian Zai. When he saw that his master could finally return to his hometown, he was also happy for him.
Because his master is almost eighty years old, and he really can’t stand such a cold weather.
“Hey~” Zhu Yuanzhang sighed rarely,”Meng Duan, tell me about the Shangyuan plague.”
“Reporting back to Your Majesty, I have sealed off the surrounding area to prevent the spread of the disease for the time being. Yin Mengduan of Yingtian Mansion looked worried,”But if the plague cannot be cured, then… it’s hard to say.””
“Isn’t there anything the imperial doctor can do?”Zhu Yuanzhang continued to ask
“Not only the imperial physician, but also many famous doctors have been summoned by the minister, but currently there is no prescription for relief. Meng Duan replied.
After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was also worried and looked at the ministers:”The time has come to test us. My dear friends, do you have any ideas?””
For a moment, all the ministers looked embarrassed.
They thought, even the imperial doctors can’t do anything, what can we do?
“I told your Majesty that I would lead my troops to surround that place and ensure that not a single bird would fly out.”Ji’an Marquis Lu Zhongheng said
“No!”Supervisory censor Han Yike quickly stopped him,”Isn’t the life of the people in Shangyuan District not life?”
“What to do? Will everyone die together when the plague spreads? Lu Zhongheng snorted coldly,”You civil servants are so kind to women.””
There were whispers in the court room. It was obvious that many people supported Lu Zhongheng.
“You…you are taking human life lightly.”Han Yike cursed
“You’re such a fast-talking censor, aren’t you just trying to gain a good reputation?”Lu Zhongheng responded tit for tat.
In the ninth year of Hongwu, Han Yike impeached Prime Minister Hu Weiyong, Yushi doctor Chen Ning, and Zhongcheng Tujie, saying that they were sinister and loyal ministers, and treacherous and sycophantic.
At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to indulge Hu Weiyong, and the big He said angrily:”Quick mouth censor, how dare you seduce the minister!”
Han Yike’s reputation as the ‘Kuaikou Censor’ came out.
……
There was a quarrel in the court.
At this time, Korean Duke Li Shanchang stood up and bowed:”Your Majesty, why don’t you summon the old master Qintianjian? Firstly, let him calculate the outcome of this plague. Secondly, isn’t he superb in medical skills? Legends can say Can’t resurrecting the dead solve the little plague?”
After hearing this, the ministers nodded in agreement.
Zhu Yuanzhang’s eyes were filled with coldness. He knew Li Shanchang too well.
This is to use the plague to punish the old Heavenly Master. If the old Heavenly Master does not do well, he will definitely be convicted. If he does well, Li Shanchang will still have the merit of recommendation.
“Okay, then let Mr. Han go to the Qintian Prison.”Zhu Yuanzhang spoke
“???”Li Shanchang was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly bowed,”I obey the decree.”
He felt bitter in his heart.
That Heavenly Master doesn’t even give the prince or the emperor face, how the hell am I going to see him? Still not turned away?
But if you don’t see this, you are not doing your job well.
“Retreat! Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand,”Lu Ben, Meng Duan, Han Yike, you come with us to Wenhua Hall.””
The ministers were shocked.
The emperor was obviously going to hold a small court meeting and summon Lu Ben, a merchant from the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Yin Mengduan of Yingtian Mansion was normal, but Han Yike, the supervisory censor, was also qualified to participate in the small court meeting?
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