The Ming Dynasty started with caution

In the tenth month, the weather was cold and the ground was frozen.

After winter, typhoid fever was very likely to break out in the refugees' straw huts.

Yan Chengjin made a calculation and decided to end the plan of the vassal kings.

The refugees' straw huts in Liangxiang were densely populated and the infection rate was very fast.

The refugees were malnourished and the probability of infection was very high. If one refugee caught a cold, it was very likely that the whole group would be infected.

The vassal king died in Liangxiang, and the first person that all officials wanted to impeach was him.

Moreover, old-timers like Ning Wang and Xing Wang would not repent no matter how long it took.

"Your Majesty, the plan of the vassal kings has come to fruition. I invite you to recall the ten vassal kings to the capital."

Emperor Hongzhi raised his head and looked at Yan Chengjin, with a look of surprise in his eyes: "It has just started to improve. I want them to hone their skills until the beginning of next spring, and then return to their fiefdoms."

"Yes, Prince Rong goes to the library to study every day. When he returns to his fiefdom, he will definitely do something. Why do you want to call the vassal kings back to Beijing?" Liu Jian stroked his beard.

The key to rectifying the shortcomings of the feudal system lies here, and we must not give up all the previous efforts.

Yan Chengjin, this guy, actually wants to recall the feudal prince at this time.

"This..."

Yan Chengjin secretly complained that they had collectively advised His Majesty at the beginning, and now they are collectively admonishing His Majesty.

The censors' changing faces is indeed a unique skill of the Ming Dynasty.

"In November, it will snow heavily, and the number of refugees infected with colds will increase every day. If they are transmitted to the feudal princes, their lives may be in danger."

Not all typhoid fever can be cured by Wang Ji.

If you encounter a special case, His Majesty will have to bear the blame.

"The Yan family doesn't need to be so cautious. I'll ask the imperial physician to treat them."

Emperor Hongzhi frowned when he saw Yan Chengjin's reluctant expression: "Why, Yan family still has something to say?"

"When I drafted the plan for the vassal king, I didn't want to let the vassal king spend the winter, but now, Your Majesty wants to extend the plan for the vassal king. If the vassal king has any unexpected events, please don't punish me, Your Majesty and the gentlemen."

If it were another emperor, Yan Chengjin would not dare to speak so bluntly.

But when Emperor Hongzhi was peaceful, he was very kind.

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were burning, as if he saw through Yan Chengjin: "I knew you would do this, approved."

Officials were used to it, just like taking a sip of tea after dinner every day.

When the vassal king died in Liangxiang, they would still impeach Yan Chengjin.

Back at the Censorate, Yan Chengjin ordered people to inform all the secret agents that the princes had to wear muzzles when they went out. If they did not wear them, they would be assessed as lower.

Such a harsh punishment would surely be followed by the princes.

However, Yan Chengjin still wanted to end the princes' plan as soon as possible.

The death of three princes would be too much for even His Majesty.

The princes indulged themselves in their fiefdoms, and their bodies had long been hollowed out, just like ordinary refugees.

Antibiotics have not been developed yet...

After thinking hard all night, Yan Chengjin could not think of a good solution.

In the morning, Yan Chengjin put on his regular clothes. It snowed last night.

After drinking goat milk and wolfberry porridge, Yan Chengjin sat in the sedan chair and listened to the spies' reports.

"From today on, if the princes are unwell, they should report to me immediately in Beijing, without waiting until the next day at dawn."

The secret agents looked at each other, as if they had something to say.

The spy who was watching Prince Ning was the first to say, "Prince Ning went to bed without clothes and caught a cold."

Sleeping in the same bed all day, even sows would have feelings, right?

Yan Chengjin didn't think it was strange, it was just human nature after dark.

Then, the spy who was watching Prince Xing said carefully, "Prince Xing bathed seven days ago and showed signs of typhoid fever..."

It's so cold, and he bathes every day. What uncle does he have?

Yan Chengjin wrote it down in the assessment book and signaled to continue.

The spy who was watching Prince Heng said, "Prince Heng coughed the day before yesterday, but it's not a big deal."

Prince Heng Zhu Youji is the seventh son of Emperor Chenghua, the seventh uncle of Zhu Houzhao, and also a smart man.

Maybe, when he was in the fiefdom, he often listened to books. After arriving in Liangxiang, he became a second-class storyteller in Liangxiang No. 1 Teahouse.

He was provided with food and accommodation, and could sleep with fans.

Yan Chengjin was a well-behaved person. On the list, he was usually rated as a B-grade person.

After all, the Ming Dynasty allowed concubines, not to mention the princes.

"Next."

The sentry who was following Prince Yong Zhu Youqi was a little afraid to look at Yan Chengjin's eyes: "Sir Yan, Prince Yong was unwell last night and did not get up today. I don't know what happened."

Yan Chengjin was horrified and hurriedly walked out of the sedan chair. Four princes in a row were ill.

I wonder what kind of flu it was?

Prince Yong Zhu Youqi was extremely indulgent in his fiefdom, and his mind was blinded by lust. His physique was worse than that of a mayfly that was born and died overnight.

Although he was young, he would die in five years.

"Pass on my order to summon ten princes to Beijing, and the annual plan will be over." Yan Chengjin was worried that he would die early.

"But Sir Yan, His Majesty has ordered that he should be followed until the beginning of next spring. You... I dare not disobey the imperial edict."

Several spies responded quickly.

They are the Jinyiwei, the emperor's personal army, so they naturally only obey the emperor's orders.

Even if the princes died, it was his majesty's business and had nothing to do with them.

Yan Chengjin asked He Neng to inform Zhang Xian and asked Zhang Xian to send yamen runners to escort the ten princes back to Beijing.

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West Warm Pavilion,

It snowed heavily last night, the weather was cold and the ground was wet, and the eunuchs of the Palace of Gods had no time to clear the snow.

Emperor Hongzhi did not get up in the morning to practice, but came to the West Warm Pavilion and listened to the Jinyiwei secret report.

"Your Majesty, the six princes have repented, and the princes' plan can cure the chronic disease of the prince system."

"How is the prince of Shou?"

"Shou Wang learned to sell pancakes in Liangxiang. I bought one. It tasted terrible, but the peddlers liked it." Jinyiwei reported truthfully.

When Shou Wang first arrived in Liangxiang, he was almost starving to death. An old man selling pancakes took him home for a meal because he felt sorry for him.

Who knew that Shou Wang would stick to the old man and not leave.

Of course, it is not appropriate to report these to your majesty.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded with satisfaction.

"Your majesty, if the vassal kings return to their fiefdoms and work hard to govern, it will be a blessing for the Ming Dynasty." Liu Jian said happily.

"How about extending the deadline for the plan for a year?" Emperor Hongzhi asked.

Yan Chengjin stepped into the West Warm Pavilion and hurriedly said, "Your majesty, I have recalled ten vassal kings."

Emperor Hongzhi's forehead showed blue veins, and his face darkened: "Yan Chengjin, didn't I say that by the beginning of next spring, do you know how important it is to rectify the vassal king system for the people of the world?"

Of course I know, and I begged for it.

Yan Chengjin could understand the feelings of Emperor Hongzhi, and finally found a way to rectify the prince system.

"Your Majesty, since late October, there have been continuous heavy snowfalls, and each colder than the last. Six of the ten princes have caught a cold."

Seeing the astonishment of Emperor Hongzhi and the three cabinet members, Yan Chengjin continued: "If the princes die in the capital, no matter how wise they are, what's the use?"

Without the will of His Majesty, I am afraid that Zhang Xian will be stopped by the Jinyiwei if he recalls the princes.

Recalling the princes is a major event, and Your Majesty needs to issue an imperial decree to chase them to Liangxiang.

"I have sent people to Liangxiang, and please order the Jinyiwei."

Emperor Hongzhi was angry. This move was undoubtedly a premeditated move. "Mr. Yan, when will I allow you to recall the princes?"

How can one sentence calm His Majesty down and still agree to the advice?

Yan Chengjin thought carefully for a long time and said, "Your Majesty, Prince Yong is seriously ill."