jdhmnovel Chapter 445 There are no good people in Ningyang County
Chapter 445 There are no good people in Ningyang County
Yang Shaofeng picked up the small dragon ball and took a sip.
Well, it's not appropriate to write about the Embroidered Uniform Guard in a memorial to the throne.
We'll have to wait until we see Old Deng before we can trick him into figuring it out himself.
After all, the Embroidered Uniform Guard is different from other things.
No matter what you say about other things, you can always be right.
But the Embroidered Uniform Guard is not an option.
Because the Embroidered Uniform Guard was not only targeting the civil service.
It's not just targeting the Ming Dynasty.
For civil officials, military officers, scholars, vassal states, and other countries not under the Ming Dynasty's jurisdiction, establishing the Embroidered Uniform Guard was an act worse than overturning the table.
Let Zhu Chongba handle this kind of potentially offensive task.
Anyway, his reputation in history books isn't great.
It's like having too many lice and not feeling the itch, or having too much debt and not worrying about it.
It doesn't matter if there are a few more insults.
As for me, Yang?
The First Imperial Son-in-Law of the Ming Dynasty.
The most honest official in the Ming Dynasty.
The most capable minister of the Ming Dynasty.
This kind of prestigious title, which shines in the annals of history, is the treatment I deserve.
On the contrary, the Imperial Medical Academy can do whatever it wants.
After all, the Imperial Medical Academy of the Ming Dynasty was always absurd.
For example, the reason why the Hongzhi Emperor died was because after he fell ill, the imperial physicians did not come to the palace to examine him.
Yes, without taking a pulse or asking a doctor's question, they prescribe medicine based solely on a few words of description.
Then the Hongzhi Emperor's illness worsened with each treatment, and he eventually died.
Even more miraculously, the imperial physician responsible for treating the Hongzhi Emperor was eventually released without charge.
Historical records indicate that Emperor Zhengde ordered the release of the imperial physicians, and also record that an imperial censor impeached the physicians and requested that they be punished.
The depth of Zhengde's relationship with his father is negligible, as is the stability of his position as crown prince.
Anyway, history books are for scholars.
If a scholar is willing to believe, he can deduce a conclusion from just a few pages of history.
Zhengde was eager to ascend the throne and become emperor.
That's a ridiculous conclusion.
An even more absurd history book.
And then there's the Imperial Medical Academy, which is supposed to be in the heavens.
Sometimes Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but think maliciously.
If the Imperial Medical Academy was crooked from the very beginning.
Then the deaths of Zhu Xiong Ying, Empress Ma, and even Zhu Biao can be easily explained.
Thinking of this, Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but shake his head and sigh softly.
Jin'er looked at Yang Shaofeng with curiosity and asked, "What is my husband sighing about?"
Yang Shaofeng didn't dare to voice his guess, but just smiled and said, "Your husband is always kind to everyone, but he is resented by many officials. It's truly pitiful and lamentable."
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The carriage rumbled along the cement road, with Emperor Zhu and Empress Ma sitting inside, constantly gazing at the scenery outside.
Compared to my first visit to Ningyang County, it feels much more unfamiliar now.
Outside the city, there is a cement road about ten feet wide, with poplar trees planted on both sides.
A gentle breeze rustles through the leaves.
Emperor Zhu couldn't help but sigh, "All the superior counties in Jiangnan are no match for a mere Ningyang County. It is truly pitiful and lamentable."
“Look at the woods on both sides.”
"According to that bastard, the combined width of the woods on both sides must be at least nine zhang."
"From Yanzhou Prefecture to Ningyang County, this forest stretches for dozens of miles and is nine zhang wide. Tsk tsk, it's all thanks to his daring and resourcefulness."
Empress Ma smiled and nodded, saying, "I still remember the first time I came to Ningyang County, this road wasn't finished yet."
"The city walls of Ningyang County are also dilapidated."
"Not to mention the roads in the city."
"I wonder how things are now."
"And then there are those two girls, Jin'er and Yu'er."
“I’ve raised him since he was a baby, over ten years ago, and now look what’s happened.”
"Humph."
As Empress Ma spoke, she became somewhat unhappy.
Emperor Zhu quickly changed the subject.
Look there.
Emperor Zhu pointed to the distant city wall of Ningyang County and said, "That bastard is really something, humph!"
The newly built city wall of Ningyang County looks to be at least five or six zhang high from a distance.
Logically speaking, a city wall that is five or six zhang high is not actually that high.
Especially compared to the walls of those military fortresses, a height of five or six zhang is actually quite low.
The question is, is Ningyang County a military fortress?
No.
Is it some strategic stronghold?
Nor is it.
To put it bluntly, Ningyang County has absolutely no strategic value.
For an ordinary small county like Ningyang County, which is neither a military fortress nor of any strategic value, a city wall three zhang high would be more than enough.
Why does Ningyang County insist on building a city wall that is five or six zhang high?
Do you want to make your Ningyang County look rich?
Emperor Zhu originally intended to distract Empress Ma, but the more he looked at the city walls of Ningyang County, the more displeased he became.
There are no good people in Ningyang County.
That bastard is no good person.
None of the students he taught were any good.
Even Lü Peng and Chen Mo, who were transferred from Ningyang County to other places to serve as officials, were no better than the others.
None of them are easy to deal with.
They're either busy building roads or setting up all sorts of workshops.
If that were all, it wouldn't be a big deal.
The problem is that every single one of these scoundrels is submitting memorials to the emperor, pleading poverty.
"The poor have nowhere to stand."
"The taxes and corvée labor were so harsh that the people could hardly make a living."
"Please exempt us from taxes, grain levies, and corvée labor."
"..."
The counties of the Ming Dynasty were divided into upper, middle and lower counties.
Lu Peng and Chen Mo, who were transferred from Ningyang County, along with other students from Ningyang County, were assigned to either the upper or lower counties.
But no matter where they were assigned, their petitions to plead poverty followed the exact same pattern.
They complained that there were too few people.
They disliked the people for being poor.
They complained that the taxes were too heavy.
They complained that the corvée labor was too heavy.
Sometimes even Emperor Zhu couldn't help but doubt Di Sheng.
Did their predecessors, these officials, truly deserve to die?
Or was Emperor Zhu Chongba simply not a very competent ruler?
Or perhaps these scoundrels have all been corrupted by some bastard?
Seeing that Emperor Zhu's face was getting darker and darker, Empress Ma, who was originally a little unhappy, was immediately distracted.
"Chongba? Chongba?"
Empress Ma nudged Emperor Zhu and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
The Emperor Zhu snorted, his face contorted with rage, and cursed, "I just remembered that bastard."
"He was no good person, and none of the students he taught were any good either."
"They're all absolutely infuriating."
But as he talked, Emperor Zhu's thoughts began to wander.
"Do you think Biao'er will be able to get used to being alone in Beijing?"
"I wonder if this silly boy can take care of himself."
"And then there are those two old foxes, Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen. They can't do anything to us. This time we're going on a northern tour, I wonder if those two old geezers will be able to fool us, Biao'er?"
Empress Ma glanced at Emperor Zhu, then suddenly snorted coldly, "Why didn't you think of this when you left our Biao'er alone in the capital?"
Emperor Zhu shrank back and said in a low voice, "It wasn't just us who made him stay."