First Prince of Ming Dynasty Chapter 483

  Chapter 483 Time and Fate

Zhu Biao was thinking about the candidate for the next Minister of the Ministry of Industry, a person who can stabilize the Ministry of Industry and concentrate on doing things in the dark and surging situation, maintain a degree, a clear but not clear degree, and Zhu Biao will be able to Protecting the main body of the Ministry of Industry will not affect the subsequent grassroots construction.

   It's just that such people are not easy to find. Most of those with qualifications and abilities have already secured their positions.

  A group of people went straight to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry, and after being greeted by officials on their knees according to the rules, they sat down in the main hall.

   Not long after, a servant came to present the rectangular wooden table in front of the prince. Zhu Biao put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the six talisman cards arranged in a triangle from top to bottom.

Zhu Biao stretched out his hand to pick up the finely carved gold medal with dragon pattern on the top. It is obvious that it is the craftsmanship of the royal palace.

   "His Royal Highness, the real dragon gold medal is nine inches long and five inches wide, with a coiled dragon on the top and two phoenixes on the bottom. It is made by craftsmen..."

  The Minister of the Ministry of Industry continued to explain, Zhu Biao nodded in satisfaction, put the talisman back to its original place, and picked up the precious gold medal below. You can clearly feel that the quality is different, and it should not be made of the same metal.

   "Treasure gold medal, three inches wide, eight inches and five cents long, with two phoenixes on the top and two unicorns on the bottom..."

  In addition to the different patterns, the biggest feature of the treasure gold medal is that there is an inscription engraved on it: "Tibetan Neifu, the order will be issued, and the order will be followed immediately. Violators will be punished!"

  The Minister of the Ministry of Industry was slightly relieved to see that Zhu Biao did not show any dissatisfaction: "I don't know if His Highness is satisfied. If there are any flaws, please correct him, and I will modify it immediately."

Zhu Biao casually picked up the two talisman tablets at the bottom of the wooden case. They were black and should be made of iron, and they were much smaller than the two above. With red silk sash. The above text is: Wherever the order comes, follow it immediately!

The difference between these two pieces is that the color of the inscription is different, one is gold and the other is silver, which is different from the real dragon gold medal enshrined to the emperor, and also different from the precious gold medal received by Zhongshu Province and Dudufu. It is really for personal use.

If it was cast early, then Muying Sapphire should take away a gold plate so that when necessary, the soldiers of the local guards can be mobilized to send troops to help suppress the bandits. If the evidence of the crime is convincing and dares to resist and flee, you can use the silver plate to mobilize the yamen guards or even the soldiers of the guards to capture them.

Zhu Biao nodded after reading it and said: "Not bad, let's circulate it to all ministries according to this style. The gold and silver medals will be recast 20 times each. As for the real dragon gold medal and the treasure gold medal, they must not be cast again. Destroy the mold to prevent In case, the three pieces of this palace will be taken away directly."

   "No!"

Liu Jin stepped forward and carefully put away the top three gold medals. It is foreseeable that these three gold medals for troop deployment may not have a chance to see the sun again after today. After all, it is only an emergency preventive measure. This token will not be used at all, and the name card will really play a role in the future.

  After finishing the official business, the atmosphere became much more relaxed. Several officials of the fourth grade and above from the Ministry of Industry all chatted and drank tea with the prince. After drinking two cups of tea, Zhu Biao got up to leave.

After a rather nasty farewell, Zhu Biao walked out of the gate of the Ministry of Industry, with a smile on his face but disappointment in his eyes. After two cups of tea, Zhu Biao saw that the high-level officials of the Ministry of Industry were not very good. In this way, they are not even as good as today's ministers of the Ministry of Industry, who welcome the bearded and carefree people. I am afraid that even Hu Weiyong will look down on them.

The plan to pick out the next Secretary of the Ministry of Industry from within the Ministry of Industry is in vain. It is estimated that other government offices are similar. Except for Yushitai, most of the civil official groups have been won over by Hu Weiyong. After all, most of the civil servants today are The legacy of the Yuan Dynasty is not low in corruption. If you don't take refuge in Hu Weiyong, you won't even be able to survive this year's purge.

  The civil officials trained by Zhu Biao are either like Chen Youzong and Yan Donglai whose positions are clearly defined and cannot be easily moved, or they are like Zhang Fan, Li Jin and Guo Chong who are lacking qualifications and are honing in the local area. There is really no suitable one.

   After finishing the work, he was about to return to the palace to report to his father. He didn't intend to stop when he passed the Ministry of Rites. After all, he had explained everything about the sacrifice carefully. If he didn't do well, the officials of the Ministry of Rites would be ready to apologize to Xuanyuan.

  Only through the courtyard wall, one could hear quite noisy voices inside, as well as the faint sound of reading aloud. The Ministry of Rites has always been the site of nerds and old scholars, and the most important thing is to follow the rules and obey the rules.

   Seeing that His Highness was a little curious, Liu Jin bowed slightly and went straight inside. Zhu Biao ignored Liu Jin when he went, and continued to walk forward. He would know what happened after a while, but he was just a little curious.

As soon as he walked through the Duanmen, he heard hurried footsteps behind him. Zhu Biao was not in a hurry to ask questions. Liu Jin calmed down with slightly heavy breathing and was not in a hurry to speak. Ke Jinshi Liang Lin made a face-to-face tribute, saying that he was lucky enough to enter the court in the first ten days and saw the majesty and His Royal Highness doing it, and his colleagues in the Ministry of Rites sang congratulations, and His Highness happened to pass by."

  Zhu Biao suddenly laughed and said, "What a coincidence, what do you think of his poems?"

"The maidservant just memorized it on purpose." Liu Jin read softly: "While dancing at the Meridian Gate to enjoy the spring splendor, when the smoke from the furnace is thin and thin. The gold plate of the yellow handkerchief is on the tiger list, and the crimson robe and black hat are worshiping the Dragon Pool. When you go to the North Pole and hear the heavenly language, Face to face with Fengzi in the East Palace..."

  Before finishing the poem, Zhu Biao interrupted Liu Jin with a wave: "I'm asking you what you think of his work."

  After thinking for a while, Liu Jin replied cautiously: "The servant is an eunuch, but he has learned to read characters with the grace of the Lord. It can be said that he doesn't know anything about this poem, song and Fu, but he just feels that reading it has some taste."

  Stepping on the Wulong Bridge, Zhu Biao stopped and looked at the river flowing under the bridge: "Poetry and song Fu Xiaodaoer, how can you help in governing the country and the people? What is the origin of this Liang Lin?"

Liu Jin naturally came back after inquiring about everything properly: "Reporting to Your Highness, this Liang Lin is from Xinhui, Guangzhou. His family has a few acres of land. He is the top two in this department. I heard that he is a student of Luo Mengzheng, and he is especially good at poetry. Writing and painting."

  Luo Mengzheng, Zhu Biao was slightly taken aback when he heard the name, he was a little familiar, but he didn't have any impression. You must know that he has always had a good memory, and he probably won't forget it if he sees it.

   Seeing Zhu Biao looking at the river and thinking, Liu Jin winked at Liu An behind him. After Liu An realized it, he immediately ran down the bridge to find a large porcelain bowl, which was full of smooth stones.

  Zhu Biao subconsciously stretched out his hand backwards, touched the stone smoothly, and then swung his arm vigorously into the river, a small splash of water splashed, and an inexplicable sense of satisfaction arose spontaneously.

It's just that his arm was a little weak so he couldn't swing it too far, but at this time he also remembered who Luo Meng was. He had never seen this person before, but he often heard his husband Song Lian mention that this person was knowledgeable, strong in memory and weak in poetry. His fame spread far and wide.

Zhu Biao's eyes suddenly lit up. Isn't there a ready-made candidate for the Ministry of Industry? Luo Meng is not worth mentioning, but his husband Song Lian is suitable. After calculating the time, Mr. Song will go home to recuperate. Old man, please come back and sit down.

The old master has been away from Beijing for almost a year. Originally, Zhu Biao planned to let the old master sit in Yushitai or the Ministry of Rites when he came back from a rest. Although the Ministry of Industry does not match Song Lian's major, it doesn't matter. The ministers of the Ministry of Industry did not know how to cast. Things like repairing canals were done very well in the end.

  The more Zhu Biao thinks about it, the more appropriate it is. Song Lian's seniority, status and achievements in the court are numerous. When it comes to literary status, let alone Hu Weiyong, Li Shanchang is not worthy of carrying shoes for an old master, and Liu Bowen and Gao Qi can compare.

Old Master Song definitely doesn't want to meddle in the government affairs anymore. After all, he is already consummated. He assisted the real dragon to establish the country, and educated the crown prince who is famous all over the world. His own poems and articles are well-known all over the world. , what can the husband ask for?

  Old Master at this age, I really don't want to, even Lao Zhu can't say it, but Zhu Biao, a direct disciple, will always be soft-hearted. The teacher-student relationship in this era is not comparable to that of later generations.

The heirs inherit the blood, and the disciples inherit the mantle. As far as Song Lian is concerned, since he tried his best to make Zhu Biao famous in the first year of Wu, the relationship between the two has been inseparable. Even his own descendants are not as important as Zhu Biao. learn from.

  In order to let Zhu Biao fly further and higher, the old master never minds using his old body as a pedal. This is the trust cultivated by teachers and students for ten years.

   "Master, what should I do with that Liang Lin?"

Zhu Biao knew what Liu Jin meant. This matter could be big or small. It might be intentional or it might be a coincidence. The little things that can't be done.

   "Whether you want to be opportunistic or lucky, I will help Ben Gong solve the problem. After a while, I will reward him with the book "Qi Min Yao Shu" that Ben Gong annotated, and say that Ben Gong hopes that he will keep his feet on the ground in the future."

  Liu Jin promised, but she was a little envious in her heart. That kid was really lucky, and he actually won the favor of His Royal Highness. Maybe it was just a whim of His Highness at this time, and it might not be that he will be promoted and trained immediately, but it is different after all.

Zhu Biao finally threw a pebble, clapped his hands, and was ready to meet his father. Liu Jin went back to the East Palace to pick up the books, while Liu An stayed where he was and recollected pebbles to fill the porcelain bowl, so that next time His Royal Highness When you want to play, there are...

  In the yamen of the official office of the Ministry of Rites, a young man in official uniform was still feeling uneasy, and he had no intention of paying attention to the words of his colleagues around him. He only thought about whether his adventure was worth it or not.

  If His Highness is displeased, it would be trivial to be dismissed from office. Once he is charged with spying on the prince's whereabouts and plotting to commit crimes, he will be executed all over the house. Thinking of this, Liang Lin can't wait to slap himself a few times.

  (end of this chapter)

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