Emperor Hongzhi also frowned at this moment.

Call the 12th Regiment Camp.

This is his grandson... he is the master of the future Ming Dynasty.

What can he do if he wants to call someone...

But the problem is that this breaks the rules.

Without my will, I rashly announced the Beijing camp and wanted to rebel?

Emperor Hongzhi could not bear it and blamed Zhu Zaimo, but he glanced at Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan: "..."

After a long time, Fang Jifan was dejected and said softly: "My son is dead."

If you didn't accept it, you wouldn't be able to accept it. If you had known this, why would you have fallen into the trap of the emperor?

But at this moment, a group of young men came.

I thought it was really the people from the 12th Regiment Battalion.

But I saw the young men holding a spiritual position.

This suddenly caused an uproar.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned even deeper. What is this? It's so inauspicious.

Ma Wensheng was speechless. Okay, he had trouble with the Ministry of War. All the spiritual positions were brought. The next step is to carry the coffin?

This team of young men was the leader of Xu Pengju. Xu Pengju held the spirit position, as if he was holding an explosive bag. He said, "Senior brother, seven coffins have been transported from outside."

Ma Wensheng: "..."

Zhu Zaimo pointed at these spiritual positions and said, "Come on, give this Yuanwailang a good look."

He Jing was startled and hurriedly lowered her head and didn't dare to look.

"These are the soldiers who died in the past year. Some of them died of illness, but in my opinion, they are afraid that more of them will starve to death. Where do you think your Bing Jing and Carbon Jing come from? They are all young and strong, so how come they have so many disasters? I am here today, do you know why?"

He Jing's face was tragic and she felt panicked.

Although they have a lot of great principles in their daily lives, they don’t feel that they have done anything wrong.

Sometimes he even thought that those dirty things did not start with himself, and the ice and charcoal he collected had never harmed others. But now, when the spirit tablets and coffins were placed, he felt a little guilty and was creepy and didn't dare to raise his eyes.

Zhu Zaimo said: "I am here to pay for the salary on behalf of the Beijing camp. The court is in difficulty and the Ministry of War is in difficulty. You also say that your good wife is hard to cook without rice. However, no matter how difficult it is, it cannot match those soldiers. The court is hard, but it is just to raise less idle people. The Ministry of War is at most a deficit in the account book. Your difficulties are just to eat less chicken a day, and the women at home are less dressed in a year. That's all, the soldiers will not be full, they will starve to death, breed complaints, and shake the country's foundation. Don't you know this account? You don't know, and you still need my child to give it a message."

He Jing just lowered his head and said nothing.

Ma Wensheng hurriedly said at this time: "The old minister has died."

Zhu Zaimo said: "No matter what, within one month, money and food will be sent to each battalion. If there is no money and food, even if it is to be raised, it must be delivered. The Ministry of War has really felt ashamed of His Majesty over the years. Fortunately, it was too late to clean up the Ministry of War, but now it has not made any progress."

Ma Wensheng looked ashamed. He was taught a lesson by a child. What else can he say?

But the emperor pointed directly at Bing Jing and Tan Jing. If he continued to argue at this time, God knew what would be revealed next.

Your Highness seems to know the affairs of the Ministry of War.

Who dares to argue if you know everyone’s details?

When Emperor Hongzhi heard this, he saw that Zhu Zaimo did not continue to be entangled with stern voices and expressions. It turned out that he was asking for salary for the soldiers. This...

He finally coughed.

Everyone's attention just now noticed Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi had already risen and said to Zhu Zaimo: "Zaimo, it's getting late."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhu Zaimo nodded: "The grandson will take his junior brothers back to the West Mountain."

As he said that, he shouted: "Get away."

A group of children immediately dispersed with Zhu Zaimo.

Ma Wensheng and others were still immersed in embarrassment.

They came to greet Emperor Hongzhi one after another.

Emperor Hongzhi was still thinking, pointing at Ma Wensheng and others and said, "You...ah..."

He sighed: "Jifan... Let's go."

What I saw and heard today made Emperor Hongzhi feel depressed. The emperor's grandson pulled off this layer of fig leaf, but why did Emperor Hongzhi not know about some things?

It is precisely because of the knowledge that we know how deep the water is. Over the past few decades, a group of people have been working hard and fraught with each other. What can the court do? They can only turn a blind eye. These ministers, Emperor Hongzhi, need them to govern the world. Even though they know their shortcomings, they have to use them and must not be ignored.

Emperor Hongzhi left the Ministry of War and looked very ugly. Seeing that there were many ministers outside the courtyard.

But Emperor Hongzhi was disdainful of this and got on the carriage. Emperor Hongzhi said, "Jifan, come and have a carriage with me."

"Oh." Fang Jifan felt relieved.

The matter of the Ministry of War was thoroughly investigated last time. Even the tip of the iceberg was shocking, but now... Zhu Zaimo, the kid, actually...

This little bad temper looks like himself.

In any case, a person with a sense of justice will have worse luck than ordinary people.

For example, when walking on the street, a brick would fall from the sky and hit the back of his head. For example, when drinking water, he found that the water was mixed with venom. Or, when he was asleep, he accidentally chopped into meat sauce.

Of course, such people will not be annoying.

Fang Jifan was in a complicated mind. When he got into the car, he saw Emperor Hongzhi leaning on the sofa. He rubbed his temples and waited for the door to be closed tightly. He suddenly laughed: "My grandson, I really like to meddle in other people's business."

Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, this is not meddling in other people's affairs. National affairs are the family affairs of the emperor. How can there be no control? If a mouse enters the family and steals the rice from his father, he must catch the mouse, peel it off, clean it, remove its internal organs, remove its head, and then remove its tail, put it in a oil pan, and fry it hard. Not only that, a mouse also throws it into the oil pan, and humiliates it hard."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "But... the emperor is the emperor of the world. Emperor Taizu Gao set up a ward system and a Beijing camp system. Six ministries and the five military governors' offices were used to rule the troops and horses of the world. As He Jing said, the ice is three feet long and it will not be cold for a day. The emperor's grandson is still too young and only sees the surface..."

Emperor Hongzhi looked like a person who had experienced it.

In fact, he also wants to change.

Even the former emperors, Emperor Chenghua, Emperor Yingzong, Emperor Xuanzong and even Emperor Wen, don’t they want to change?

It’s not that I can’t see the problem, it’s just that the water is too deep, and although I have ambitions, I’m just afraid.

How many civil and military officials will this involve and how many people will there be?

I am afraid that no one except Emperor Taizu Gao has such courage.

Emperor Hongzhi no longer blamed Zhu Zaimo in his heart, and even... Fang Jifan, who was instructing Zhu Zaimo behind his back, could not get angry because he knew that what the emperor's grandson did was right.

It's just a pity... he's still too young...

Emperor Hongzhi smiled bitterly: "One day, he will understand that being the emperor is not everything that can come true. There will be countless things that even he can do to himself in this world. Jifan, so do you."

Fang Jifan smiled and said, "Your Majesty is wise."

Emperor Hongzhi glared at Fang Jifan: "You said this, but I know that you are right and wrong. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Tell me?" Fang Jifan blinked.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded.

Fang Jifan said: "My son believes that nothing is difficult in the world, I am afraid of those who are interested."

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help laughing and was childish.

But... I was at their age, wasn't that the same?

Young people, young people...

Emperor Hongzhi opened the curtain of the car and saw the yamen outside passing by the glass window. He suddenly said, "Jifan, Zai Mo has been staying in the Beijing camp these days, what are you doing?"

Fang Jifan shook his head.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "I have a curiosity."

"His Majesty……"

Emperor Hongzhi said: "This new city is not far from there, there is a garrison. If I remember it clearly, it should be the left guard of Yongqing, right?"

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said, "Go and take a look. I want to see what our Ming Dynasty ward looks like."

"But Your Majesty..." Fang Jifan was stunned.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "By the way, if I go, I'm afraid it will cause trouble again, so it's better..." He narrowed his eyes: "Will you forge the imperial edict?"

Fang Jifan was so scared that his face turned green: "No, my son swears to heaven, my son will never forge an imperial edict, my son swears for generations, and my son swears for heaven and earth."

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly showed regret: "That's it. At the beginning, I asked you to accompany the prince to study, and the prince soon learned to forge edicts. Later, I asked you to teach your grandson to study. My grandson, my grandson, is not inferior to his father. This is very strange. They all have, but you are innocent."

Fang Jifan looked tragic: "They learned without a teacher and had no relationship with the son minister. This is a family-born craft, so how can I learn it? Besides, who is the son minister? The son minister has always been innocent and follows the rules. The most important thing is that the son minister is still afraid of death. The son minister is a person with brain disease, the emperor..."

Emperor Hongzhi was busy and he kept his hands tight: "Okay, okay, I don't mean to blame you, why did you scare me to this?"

"No." Fang Jifan said with a sarcasm: "My son thinks that this matter must be explained clearly. Your Majesty went out to inquire about whom he didn't know what kind of person he was. He was righteous and sat upright, even if someone falsely accused him of him, he..."

Emperor Hongzhi sighed: "I just asked casually. If you don't know, you won't know. I will draft one by myself."

"Ah..." Fang Jifan looked at Emperor Hongzhi in surprise, dumbfounded.

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Chapter completed!