Seiwa

The emperor decided to move the capital, and all objections were not accepted.

Even if the officials are dissatisfied, they will not make trouble with their own heads.

During a rally at the Meridian Gate to protest, they took advantage of the Fengtian Palace in Beijing being struck by lightning to make trouble, weeping and grabbing the land with their heads, imploring Emperor Yongle to think twice.

Zhu Di's answer was very simple. He dispatched Jinyiwei, and all the officials who gathered outside the Meridian Gate, whether civil or military, regardless of the Six Departments of Dali Temple or the Six Divisions of Yushitai, registered them one by one. They neither beat nor scolded them. Please go to Fusi, Jinyiwei North Town, to drink tea and chat.

There is not enough space for Fusi in Beizhen, and the imperial prison is full?

It doesn't matter, the emperor's inner treasury has money, so expand it.

Not enough jailers?

If you have money, you don't have to worry about no one, expand enrollment.

Jin Yiwei abused his power?

Hey!Living in prison, he dared to slander the emperor's pro-army, set up the East Factory, and let the eunuchs in the palace have a good chat with Zhu Qing.

Compared with the five big and three rough Jinyiwei, the eunuch with a smiling face is more friendly. Doing ideological work will definitely make people feel refreshed and enlightened.Winter snow and summer thunder are unforgettable for a lifetime.

Historically, Dongchang, which was born in the 18th year of Yongle, appeared nine years ahead of schedule.Bai Yan returned to Eunuch Bai and was honored to be the first factory owner.

From the chief eunuch of the Bingzhan Bureau to the eunuch of the East Factory, the scope of functions has changed, and the status has also undergone a qualitative leap.

On the newly-collared waist badge, it is clearly engraved with "Eunuch in charge of the East Factory Official School of the Governor-General of the Inspection".The round-neck sunflower shirt was replaced with a more exquisite brocade robe, and Eunuch Bai took a selfie in the mirror, firmly believing that he was worthy of this waist card and this dress.

Looking at the eunuchs standing under the hall and the foreman who was temporarily transferred from Jinyiwei, Eunuch Bai said solemnly: "The emperor trusts our family, and our family must not disappoint the trust of the emperor. Our family is a sword of the emperor. , a vicious dog, who dares to make the emperor uncomfortable, our family will make him have a hard life! Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

Driven by a sense of responsibility and a sense of mission, Lord Baichang's domineering side leaked, and he successfully became another "worthy" sycophant in the eyes of the courtiers, second only to Yang Duo, the commander of Jinyiwei.

Since its inception, the voice of whipping has been heard endlessly.

With the intensification of contradictions, Dongchang, which appeared earlier in history, has become more mysterious, and its actions have become more unpredictable.In the late Yongle Dynasty, there was a faint tendency to overwhelm Jin Yiwei.

In this regard, Yang Duo, who has successfully "re-elected" several times as the commander of the Jinyiwei, said that he is very welcome.

With Dongchang's fanzi attracting firepower ahead, Jin Yiwei stepped up his actions secretly.

Do Dongchang and Jinyiwei compete peacefully, or do they work in collusion... In short, with the joint efforts of these two intelligence agencies directly under the emperor, Daming's spy career flourished and made great strides forward.

The places visited by the fleet of the Ming Dynasty, the overseas countries that established diplomatic relations with the Ming Empire, and the European countries that were forced to play with the armed cavalry of the Ming Dynasty for centuries. Change.

At the beginning of the establishment of Dongchang, there was no notoriety in later generations.After cooperating with Jin Yiwei to carry out several arrests and interrogations, his reputation gradually spread.

Far away in Beijing, Meng Qinghe wanted to know the news of Nanjing, only through the residence newspaper and letters from his colleagues.Seeing the contents of Xu Zengshou's letter, he spit out a mouthful of tea and coughed repeatedly.

"East Factory? Lord Baichang?"

Uncle Meng wiped his mouth, feeling incredible.

Sure enough, don’t guess about the history of Ming Dynasty, you still don’t understand it.

Shen Xuan handed in his official seal and resigned as the guardian of Beijing.But before the emperor officially moved the capital, he still had to take charge of Beijing's military affairs with Duke Wei.Near the completion of the palace, it was even too busy to see anyone.If Meng Qinghe wanted to see the Duke, he had to go to the yamen of the Governor's Mansion of the Rear Army.

After a few times, Meng Qinghe became irritable.

I don't want to admit that I am dissatisfied with X, and I don't want to lose my temper at will, so I can only divert my attention and devote myself to the cause of education.

Before the month, please add Confucianism, but no information has been obtained so far.Unwilling to give up, Meng Qinghe went to the shuffle again, explaining the reasons in detail, and just said that this is to cultivate thugs and hardcore players for Daming, and it can also be used to generate income, which is of great benefit.

"Your Majesty, enlighten the people, teach the theory of the sages, and spread the praises of the majesty of tomorrow... Zebei to future generations..."

Thousands of words are eloquent, the arguments are orderly, and the arguments are reasonable.It was the first time for Meng Qinghe to write such a long memorial, and he put in much more energy than making firearms and improving the firearms battalion.

The manuscript was typed five times, and I felt satisfied when I held the lamp.

Just as he was about to transcribe, the study door opened from the outside, and Shen Xuan stepped in.

The jade belt of the scarlet robe is embroidered with lion patches, and a gold medal hangs from the waist.

Meng Qinghe put down his pen, and couldn't help asking: "Master Guo just came off duty?"

"En." Shen Xuan nodded, walked to the big case, and picked up the stacked drafts.After reading it carefully, his expression gradually became serious, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"Twelve Lang intends to hand it over like this?"

"Your Majesty thinks it's wrong?"

"Not exactly." Shen Xuan put down the draft, read half of Meng Qinghe's transcripts, spread out the paper again, picked up a wolf brush, dipped in ink, and a regular script, the characters were strong but not rigid, and the pen was sharp and determined. Many times, Meng Qinghe still felt that such an all-round talent in civil and military affairs like Shen Xuan was really born to hit people.

"Twelve Langs, have you ever thought about it, since the founding of the Kingdom, not to mention the northern borders and the southern regions, the Eighteen Mansions of Yingtian, at the foot of the emperor, where the literary style is at its peak, how many private schools of Confucianism are there besides prefectures, prefectures and counties?"

Meng Qinghe frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

"Don't worry about scarcity but inequality. Twelve Langs don't want to be famous, but they are dedicated to the country. Others may not think so. Besides, the attached ministries have selfish motives. They may not be willing to follow orders if they recruit a large number of people. It is not advisable to establish Confucianism. Incorporated into the Beijing Guozijian, an additional department is added, and the number of people is limited. There are many insightful people in the court, so it doesn’t take Shierang Lang to spend half of his time thinking about it.”

While speaking, Shen Xuan had put down the pen, dried the ink on the paper, and handed it to Meng Qinghe.

"This seal memorial is jointly signed by Xuan and Twelve Lang."

After receiving the polished manuscript, the frowns gradually relaxed, and the more I thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

Send it for free, beat your head and fight for it, it's a world of difference.According to the thinking mode of Alutai and Mahamu, only those who have been snatched will be cherished.Not to mention thinking hard whether there is a trap behind it.

"The Duke is wise!"

Meng Qinghe always felt that there was an omission in the plan, but he couldn't find it.

Shen Xuan's words just made him enlightened, and he suddenly understood.

No wonder the emperor didn't approve it, and he wouldn't agree if it were him.

When he thought about the problem, he was still limited to a single shot.Those in power consider the whole country.With the continuous expansion of the territory of the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court will be a hundred times more cautious than before in formulating and implementing various plans and policies.

Slapping your head is not a good idea.

Hot-blooded charging can only play a role when charging into battle, and when it is used to govern the country, it is definitely digging a hole and jumping on its own.

"Twelve Lang understand?"

"Understood." Meng Qinghe was in a good mood, grabbed Shen Xuan's collar, kissed the corner of his rosy lips, "Zi Yuzhen is my Boya Ji Kang."

Regardless of whether this metaphor is appropriate or not, Shen Xuan was obviously taken aback when his thumb brushed the corner of his lips.

Apparently, being molested?

Uncle Meng didn't know that he was about to face a "catastrophe", so he picked up the pen, and the solemn and dignified style appeared vividly on the paper.Pen down with India.Turning his head, before he could speak, his waist suddenly tightened, and his warm breath brushed past his ears.

The big red sleeves waved, and the brush holders on the red sandalwood case fell to the ground one after another.

With his back pressed against the cold table, Uncle Meng blinked, and then blinked again, and understood what was going on right now, decisively...excited.

XXX in the study has always been looking forward to, but it has never been realized.

This is the first time in ten years!

Arms around, tearing sound.

Withdrawing the claws of the assailant, Uncle Meng laughed dryly, "That... a little excited..."

Shen Xuan raised his eyebrows and leaned over with his neckline slightly open.

Meng Qinghe swallowed, held back for a while, finally couldn't hold back, and bit down...

As a result of impulsiveness, Uncle Meng did not leave the wing for two days.

The invitation to Nanjing was directly transcribed by the Duke.In this way, Uncle Meng discovered another talent of Duke Ding, that he could imitate [-]% or [-]% of all the characters he wrote.

What about genius?No matter how talented, people are also his!

Thinking of this, Meng Qinghe curled the corners of his lips, lying on the pillow, surrounded by the familiar Lengxiang, and went to meet Duke Zhou consummately.

In April of the ninth year of Yongle, Meng Qinghe and Shen Xuan jointly signed a memorial to Yingtian.

In the same month, the imperial court ordered that a new department be set up under the Guozijian in Beijing, and the children of officials who belonged to the tribal leaders be allowed to pass the examination.

"Take a test every three years, and the quota is limited to 20 people, and it can be increased or decreased as appropriate."

"Every student who enters the school will be given Lumi, summer and winter clothes and shoes. Compared with the same supervisors, there will be rewards during the New Year."

"The schooling period is three to five years, and those who are outstanding will be awarded civil and military positions. For meritorious service, the Xu family moved to the Central Plains."

"Students who enter school, the age limit is over five years old and under 15 years old. Those who are over 25 years old and have been enrolled for five years and have not achieved anything will be returned, Lumi will not be pursued, and the department's two-term entrance examination quota will be cancelled."

The edict is announced to the world.

The Wuliangha Jurchens are still able to maintain themselves, but they cannot enter the new department of the Imperial College, and there is also Daning martial arts.

Tatar Wala and the various countries who heard the news are not calm anymore.

Tatar Taishi Arutai and Taibao Ma Erhaza, the Privy Council decided to put aside their previous suspicions, and sat in a tent to discuss, "Tatar is not what it used to be. If you can send your children to Beijing Guozijian, after they finish their studies, You will be able to stand out, and you can show your loyalty to Daming!"

Ma'er Haza and Tuohuochi nodded repeatedly.

Can't compare to Wuliangha, and can't compare to Wala?In any case, more places than Wala must be won.It is a matter of face and the future development of the tribe, and there is no room for concessions.

Mahamu, the leader of Wala, also summoned his subordinates to discuss the matter in the big tent.

Everyone intends to send their children to Beijing Guozijian, but not everyone has the opportunity.Before competing with other tribes, one must first compete within the tribe.The same is true for the descendants of Mahamu.

The result of the negotiation of the Oirats was similar to that of the Tatars.

Mahamu made a decision on how to allocate quotas within Wala, don't worry, just fight for the quotas first.I was arguing in a mess, but I didn't get the quota. Isn't it a waste of effort?

"The leader is right!"

The dispute within the tribe was temporarily resolved, and everyone dispersed.

Mahamu stopped Tuo Huan and said, "From tomorrow onwards, let Ersen come to Dazhang to learn Ming Dynasty Mandarin with me."

"Father, Esen is not old enough." Tuo Huan was a little hesitant, he preferred the eldest son and the second son.

"This time is not enough, there will be another time." Mahamu said seriously, "Among my grandsons, Er Sen is the youngest, but the smartest. I heard that the most beloved grandson of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is about the same age as Er Sen. If Er Sen Sen can enter the Imperial Academy of the Ming Dynasty, and his chances of getting ahead are far more than his brothers."

"Father, I understand."

"It's good that you understand." Mahamu sat cross-legged, "If Esen can get another person's appreciation, I will pass on the position of the leader of Wala to you."

Tuo Huan's breathing tightened suddenly, his black and red cheeks tightened, and in his long and narrow eyes, there was the same ambition as Mahamu's.

"Who is the father referring to? But the Son of Heaven?"

Mahamu shook his head, looking at Tuohuan's eyes, he hated iron but steel.

Da Mingzi?Thankfully he figured it out!

"I'm talking about the guardian of Daning, who was given the country's surname as the first-class uncle, Xingning uncle!"

"he?"

Mahamu didn't want to talk too much. If he talked too much, the son might not understand it, and it would be a waste of time.Taking a sip of the hookah, he said, "You can go back and bring Ersen over tomorrow. You don't need to ask more about the rest."

"Yes."

Tuo Huan withdrew from the big tent, looked back, and saw that the curtain had already fallen.

Father said, Uncle Xingning?

The reactions of Tatars and Oirats were within the expectations of the court.Originally, Beijing Guozijian set up a new department for them.

Jin Yiwei handed over the note and reported the truth, Zhu Di was very satisfied.

The emperor was happy. As the proponent of the plan, Meng Qinghe received a reward of 100 taels, 300 taels of silver, [-] guan banknotes, and ten bolts of silk.Shen Xuan didn't get a definite reward, but after seeing the people from Beijing, he handed over five land deeds to Meng Qinghe.

Holding the title deed, Meng Qinghe was speechless.One sheet is worth two boxes, and there really is no comparison between people.

So far, things are not over.The next development was beyond everyone's expectations, not even Meng Qinghe, who came up with the idea.

Beijing Guozijian added disciplines and expanded its enrollment, which not only attracted the Oala Tatars, but also the Southwest Fanbang.Siam, Champa, Laos, and Chenla all sent envoys one after another, hoping to send the children of the royal family and nobles to study in Ming Dynasty.

It has been a long time since ancient times that the children of foreign royal families and nobles went to the Central Plains to study.There are children of the Ryukyu royal family in Nanjing Guozijian.

The envoy was very earnest and burst into tears. There was a sign that the Ming Dynasty did not agree, so he slapped and rolled in front of the palace.It was too unattractive, so Zhu Di reluctantly agreed to add [-] places.

When the news came out, Southwest Fanbang was naturally grateful to Daming.

Before Zhu Di was happy for too long, something went wrong again.

The White Horde Khanate sent people to visit, and also hoped to send the children of the nobles to study in Ming Dynasty.

"Great Emperor Ming, I hope you can open your heart mercifully!"

For the sake of peace and to show Daming's mind, Zhu Di nodded, okay, I will accept it.

The envoy of the White Horde Khanate left happily, and all the officials thought that the matter would end here.It's a pity that reality has dealt everyone a head-on blow, they are so stupid and naive!

The Grand Duchy of Lithuania and the Grand Duchy of Moscow, which were suppressed by the White Horde Khanate, did not know where they got the news, and sent envoys to Daming after all kinds of difficulties and dangers.There is only one purpose, to establish friendly relations with the Ming Dynasty, and to send the successor of the Grand Duke to the Ming Dynasty to learn advanced cultural knowledge.

Due to the language barrier and the embarrassment, the envoys of the two countries were almost regarded as liars.It was not until the preface class of Honglu Temple understood their half-baked Mongolian that they confirmed that the documents were not forged, and then they lived in the Huitong hall.

Before the matter was resolved, the caravan of Dashi Tribute entered Beijing.Immediately afterwards, the Western island countries visited by Zheng He's fleet paid tribute as scheduled.After learning about this, they begged to see the emperor one after another, hoping that Daming would not treat one more favorably than another.

Can you keep up with your studies?In short, people send it first and then talk about it.

There are also many people who do not follow the procedures and smuggle illegally, such as Japan.The new general is not very friendly to Daming, and the relationship with him is getting colder day by day.Unable to hold back the people's longing for the prosperity of the Central Plains, jumping into the sea with a wooden basin happens almost every day.

Too many monks and too little porridge is the best way to describe the current situation.

Zhu Di has a headache, who to promise and who not to promise are all problems.

Continue to expand enrollment?

He didn't need the six parts of the above speech, he knew that there would be trouble.This expansion of enrollment, what should we do next time, continue to expand?

Can't think of a good way, so I can only call a group of ministers to discuss together.

The country's prestige spreads far and wide, attracting people's admiration, and it is also a headache for the king of a country!

Zhu Di has a headache about the number of international students, but Meng Qinghe is worried about another matter.

Dias, who studied firearms in Daning, wrote to him, saying that the Portuguese royal family hoped to extend their sincerest greetings to the uncle through him.And sincerely hope that one day, the Ming-Empire fleet can visit Portugal and establish trade.

The Europeans were unable to defeat Ottoman Turkey, unable to pass through the seas controlled by the Ottoman Empire, and were trying to find a new sea route to Turkey.Passing through a bay, they encountered a huge fleet of the Ming Dynasty and almost took it for a sea monster and jumped into the sea in fright.

Dias brought back news through the food fleet, and was immediately regarded as a "great explorer" and "a capable man appreciated by the great oriental nobles".It was even awarded the title by Portugal and Spain.

Meng Qinghe was not interested in the sincere greetings from the Portuguese royal family. What he cared about was, where did Zheng He's fleet meet the Europeans?

It is impossible in the Americas, and it is even more impossible in Australia.Antarctica, Arctic, don't even think about it.The only answer is Africa.

"Could it be that Zheng He discovered the Cape of Good Hope?"

Meng Qinghe rubbed his chin, it was quite possible.

At the same time, the Deming Fleet, which was missed by Uncle Meng, was chasing a group of pirates by riding the wind and waves.

Standing at the bow of the treasure ship, Zhu Gaosui was dressed in the uniform of a big red dragon, with gold and silver threads, shining brightly in the sun.

Stepping on the ship's side, waving a long knife in his hand, his handsome face was blown into bronze by the sea wind, with bloodthirsty excitement, "Catch up and fire! Can't hit? Hit and sink! Keep a few alive, and I'm still waiting for the treasure hunt to load the ship !"

Zheng He stood behind him, very calm.

Obviously, the scene in front of me is not the first time it happened.

The pirates who are fleeing ahead, regardless of nationality, regardless of skin color, have only one thought in their heads, run, run fast, if you are caught up, you will definitely become the shark's dinner!

It's a pity that the three-sail wooden boat can't run faster than the Ming warship.

"Hand over the gold, silver and precious stones on the boat, and call out the location of the treasure, or throw it into the sea to feed the fish!"

Staring at the big red figure on the treasure ship, and hearing the interpreter's shout, the bandits trembled in groups, tears streaming down their faces, full of anger and grievance, he fucked it!Who are the pirates? !