The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Duchayuan, duty room.

Fang Xue and Zheng Qian were busy sorting out memorials.

They needed to find the five most important memorials of the day and present them to Yan Chengjin's desk.

At this time, the air in the duty room suddenly became quiet.

Fang Xue felt something was wrong and turned around to see the retired emperor Hongzhi and the other officials walking into the duty room.

"Why are the retired emperor and the other officials here?" a censor whispered.

"I'm here to inspect."

The retired emperor Hongzhi looked majestic and swept through the memorials of the Duchayuan. There were hundreds of memorials here.

The other officials also took a look, like officials rushing to check the rooms in private houses, their eyes seemed to be searching for something.

If we divide them into two factions according to the camps in the court.

They are in the group of the retired emperor, and Yan Chengjin is mostly in the group of the new emperor. This guy always hides things and doesn't report them.

"Where are the memorials from Xuanfu?" Zhang Fuhua asked.

He was the most anxious. The Ministry of War was in charge of the promotion and demotion of military officers. In five days, he reviewed more than a dozen reward memorials.

Fang Xue handed over a memorial: "Lord Yan wanted to sort it out before submitting it."

The retired emperor Hongzhi took it and looked at it for a few seconds. In a moment, his face became heavy.

He asked in a deep voice: "How many reward memorials did the Ministry of War approve?"

Zhang Fuhua saw this memorial and even broke out in a cold sweat. He said in a trembling voice: "There are fourteen, most of which were sent back from Xuanfu and Liaodong."

Liu Jian said righteously: "These border generals are really hateful. After being disciplined once, they dare not kill the people at the border, but kill the Tatar people instead."

The Tatar people do not have a yellow book.

Even if they were killed, the parents of the border officials did not know. It is true that the court has the decree and the border officials have the countermeasures.

...

Fengtian Hall.

Jiang Bin was castrated and thrown in Huimin Pharmacy. When Zhu Houzhao went to court, he thought that the officials would impeach him.

Unexpectedly, the officials stared at Yan Chengjin with a stern face.

The retired emperor Hongzhi looked at Yan Chengjin and slowly said, "Why didn't Yan Qing's family report the memorial from Xuanfu?"

"It's not that we don't report it, it's just that the time has not come yet."

The officials frowned. It's not surprising that this kid kept it a secret for a month.

Liu Jian couldn't help but ask, "Anything else?"

"The Tatars did go south to plunder, and the memorials submitted to the Ministry of War were both true and false. However, I heard a bad news, don't you know?" Yan Chengjin hesitated.

In the hall, everyone pricked up their ears, wanting to hear what Yan Chengjin was going to say next.

The retired emperor Hongzhi urged, "Speak."

"The court issued the decree of grace too late, and most of the Tatar people migrated to Wala."

The retired emperor Hongzhi's face suddenly darkened.

There was an uproar in the hall, and the officials looked worried.

They didn't care about the lives of the Tatars, they just wanted them not to rebel, but if they migrated to Wala, they would strengthen Wala's military strength.

All of a sudden, all the officials were stunned.

Yan Chengjin paused, and then continued: "In the early spring, there were bandits harassing the border, and there were also hungry people who surrendered, but they were all killed by the border generals to seek credit."

The Ming Dynasty and the Tatars didn't fight, and they lost the opportunity to be promoted.

It was rare for the Tatars to plunder, so the border generals naturally took advantage of the situation and made military merits.

This was not the fault of the court. The border generals had been fighting with the Tatars for many years, hated them to the core, and did not regard them as civilians.

Zhang Fuhua was moved, bowed and said: "I failed to supervise."

These border generals and dog officials didn't even send back a single memorial.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Yan Chengjin with satisfaction: "I have said long ago that we should allocate relief money to appease the people. Father and the other lords did not listen to me. This matter should be offset by one of my achievements."

The retired emperor Hongzhi glared at him. He did not expect that Wala would accept the people of Tatar.

On second thought, Tatar and Wala are one family. It is reasonable to absorb Tatar people.

Jiang Mian said: "For now, it is better to deal with it first. Can we draw horses from Jizhou and Bazhou to appease them?"

The Tatars have always been warlike, and there must be people who are unwilling to submit to Wala.

Although some horses will be lost, it is better than intensifying the conflicts in the nine borders and triggering war.

Yan Chengjin listened carefully. This is also a policy of stabilizing the border.

The retired emperor Hongzhi stared at Yan Chengjin, and his voice became a little stern: "What do you think, Mr. Yan?"

"We should set up a yellow book in Tatar, and give some money and food to herders as units." Yan Chengjin thought of the last life, not only the household registration, but also the land was divided.

The gentlemen thought about it.

It is extremely difficult to establish a yellow book in Tatar, because the Tatars are nomadic and their whereabouts are erratic.

And the yellow book is only effective for the people who are confined in one place.

The retired emperor Hongzhi raised his eyebrows slightly. The yellow book is a way to manage the people. He said very seriously: "The Ministry of Household Affairs sent people to the border town. Those who are willing to enter the yellow book will be given one stone of money and food and one piece of cloth."

Zhu Houzhao, standing in front of the hall, looked at Xiao Jing.

Xiao Jing understood what this meant, and turned to look at the retired emperor Hongzhi. After getting permission, he regarded this as Zhu Houzhao's achievement and posted it.

Wang Ao, the Minister of Justice, bowed and asked, "How should Jiang Bin and others be dealt with?"

"Jiang Bin has been castrated, so he should be treated as such. Please don't pursue the matter." Zhu Houzhao had his own ideas, and Jiang Bin was just the archery master of the emperor's grandson.

Liu Jian and Jiang Mian exchanged glances.

"It should be handed over to the Ministry of Justice for disposal."

...

Hui Min Pharmacy, Silkworm Room.

Jiang Bin's body gradually recovered, and he took the prescription prepared by Wang Ji, and his spirit gradually recovered. He had accepted this identity.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, he could only change his original plan.

"Is anyone there? I want to drink porridge."

Hu Dalong walked in and frowned, saying, "General Jiang just had surgery and can't drink water."

Seeing that he was thirsty, he picked up a bowl of water, dipped a cotton cloth in it, and moistened Jiang Bin's lips.

Jiang Bin felt much better and asked, "When will the new emperor take me into the palace?"

He turned his head in surprise, but saw a person standing behind Hu Dalong. His eyes widened and there was a bit of vigilance in his voice.

"What does Lord Yan want to see me for?"

Yan Chengjin looked at Jiang Bin and said seriously, "General Jiang may have been castrated in vain."

"What does 'in vain' mean?" Jiang Bin looked at Yan Chengjin in confusion, swallowed his saliva, and had a bad premonition.

"That's right, even if you are castrated, you can't enter the palace."

Jiang Bin was stunned, his pupils trembled suddenly, and he looked at Yan Chengjin in confusion, "What, what does it mean?"

It's not that he doesn't understand, but he can't believe his ears.

Yan Chengjin looked at Jiang Bin with some sympathy in his eyes: "The emperor has ordered you to be sent to the prison of the Ministry of Justice to be questioned for the crime of taking credit for meritorious deeds."

Jiang Bin's face collapsed, and he cried loudly.

"All my descendants are gone... It's not worth it, it's not worth it..."

Yan Chengjin thought about it and didn't intend to expose Jiang Bin, but to send him out to sea.

But he didn't expect the Ministry of Justice to hold him accountable.

If it was a capital crime of treason, he couldn't plead for Jiang Bin.

At this time, Ye Zhun, a thousand households of the Jinyiwei, walked in: "Sir Yan, the emperor and the new emperor asked you to enter the palace."

Yan Chengjin turned around, with some doubts in his eyes. The two of them must be in court for a meeting.

The court had already been dismissed, and the meeting in court meant that there was something important to discuss.

"What is it?"

Ye Zhun shook his head: "It seems that a memorial was sent back, and the cabinet will be summoned."