"Your Majesty, it's just the hour of the Yin Dynasty. Before dawn, let's take a break before going." In Kunning Palace, Zhang Yan stood up reluctantly and put on a bright yellow silk robe for Zhu Youxiao.

"Oh." Zhu Youxiao sighed, turned around and scraped her nose, "It's okay if you can't get up, Wang Chaofu said just now, several cabinet masters in the cabinet have arrived, and I can't tell them to wait."

"The chief assistant of the cabinet, Wei Guangwei, and Xu Weijing, the Grand Secretary of the Wuying Palace, are all in their forties. I can bear it, but they can't."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yan stopped saying anything.

After putting on Zhu Youxiao's last regular emperor suit, he leaned on his shoulder and said softly: "Master, you should go to the palace to see the rest of the sisters when you choose some time."

"They are also royal concubines and are loyal to the royal family. Just go and have a look and chat with them, and they will be happy for several days."

Zhu Youxiao nodded and then stood up.

"I know, if you don't have anything to do, don't get up. I will pick it up and visit the palaces one by one, and accompany them for a while."

After taking a few steps, Zhu Youxiao suddenly turned back and said with a smile:

"By the way, if you are bored in the harem, I will officially allow you to visit Nanhaizi for a day and night every month. There is a palace there, which is also placed."

"I just want Wang Tiqian to lead the Jing army to accompany me. This is because I have once again surpassed the ancestor system for you."

When Zhang Yan heard this, she looked happy and nodded one after another. She watched Emperor Tianqi leave, but she didn't move for a long time, and didn't know what she was thinking.

After about a cup of tea, Zhu Youxiao arrived at the Xihunting Pavilion.

At this time, except for Wen Tiren, the other ministers in the cabinet were all asleep on their backs. When the latter saw the emperor coming, he also cleared his voice a few times.

"Ahem cough cough..."

When the ministers of the Imperial Housewives woke up one after another and wanted to apologize.

"No need, so early, the chickens outside the imperial city have not crowed yet, so I don't want to get up." Zhu Youxiao smiled slightly, sat on the imperial throne, and said:

"Tomorrow is a month after the government troops from all over the country gather in Tongzhou. I should set off to have a look and promulgate some new rules."

"These people are used to being lazy, so they can't make it difficult to set strict rules for them."

Wei Guangwei, the chief assistant of the cabinet, had a white beard and trembling, and said, "Your Majesty is very important. Now the military preparations of the garrisons in various places are not in order, and it has been a while."

"I'll call you all today. First, I'll have to bother the Pavilion Masters and the affairs of the Beijing after I left. Second, I'll have something to ask clearly."

When several people heard this, they looked at each other, and they were all wondering, not knowing that the emperor was going to ask about something earth-shaking.

Seeing their nervous look, Zhu Youxiao laughed, "There are no need to be nervous, I have to ask clearly this time how to divide the yamen runners and constables in various places in the Ming Dynasty."

"There are many local governments, green skins, and there are many gangsters, and illegal and criminal activities occur from time to time. However, after reading the classics in the palace, I found that there are many redundant local governments, and there are no good things to do!"

After hearing this, the few people breathed a sigh of relief.

Now their requirements are extremely low. As long as they no longer make any big killings, the best result will be.

Zhu Youxiao looked up and found that Xu Weijing was squinting his eyes, nodding from time to time, and he could not even open his eyes. He was obviously extremely sleepy.

Then he asked: "Did Xu Aiqing accompany the prince in the East Palace again yesterday?"

Xu Weijing did not answer, squinted his eyes, but he probably fell asleep.

Wei Guang coughed a few times, but found that he still had no reaction. This was because he smiled and reached out to pinch Xu Weijing's arm, causing the latter to wake up suddenly.

After Xu Weijing opened his eyes, he found that the emperor and everyone were looking at him. Then he realized where he was, which was the warm pavilion where the emperor was.

He stood up in a hurry and knelt down: "Your Majesty, I have to be guilty of being virtuous in front of me, and I will be guilty of death!"

"Haha." Zhu Youxiao laughed heartily, "No need. I always said this when Professor Sun Chengzong talked every day, so I asked again."

"Did the Ge Lao go to the East Palace to accompany the prince again yesterday?"

Xu Weijing accused him repeatedly, and then he sat on the chair again tremblingly, "Your Majesty, I went to the East Palace. The prince Xinli is still a child and needs teaching."

Zhu Youxiao naturally had already learned something through the Ministry of Justice. After the new crown prince was established, the East Palace was cleaned up, and Xu Weijing often went to accompany him. He did not leave until three o'clock last night.

In other words, he had just returned to his house and slept for more than an hour.

Although Xu Weijing was the backer of old Shaanxi officials in the early years, he corrected it in time in that major case, and never made any mistakes and worked diligently.

For many years, Zhu Youxiao trusted and respected him.

"Well, the prince is young, and he still needs patience to assist the elders." Zhu Youxiao's words dispelled Xu Weijing's concerns, "If you are really sleepy, please go back and rest."

"What we discussed today is not a big deal."

Xu Weijing was stunned and hurriedly said, "I thank Your Majesty for your concern, but this matter is very important. Since I am the assistant minister of this dynasty, I will share your worries for you."

Zhu You's school book had no intention. He understood that Xu Weijing was thinking too much. Just as he was about to explain, he suddenly felt relieved and said with a smile:

"Since that's the case, let's continue."

Wei Guangwei, the chief assistant of the cabinet, then said: "Your Majesty, the matter of this dynasty police is appointed by Taizu, who inherits the old system of the former Yuan Dynasty and changes it."

"Now, the prefectures in various places mainly focus on constables. Catching soldiers, arresting thieves, and bandits, are official soldiers; and quick-handed soldiers, who take action to capture thieves, are collectively called constables."

“…”

Zhu Youxiao listened and, with some understanding of the current situation in later generations, he fully understood how the police agencies were operating at this time.

The constable is actually a yamen runner, and the yamen runner is not considered a formal official.

In other words, the "police" in various parts of the Ming Dynasty who are responsible for maintaining order are now temporary workers in the government, except for some leading "soldiers".

Nowadays, the local government is composed of officials in charge of government affairs and criminal cases, and there are occasionally miscellaneous assistants, including the six-room clerk and the three-team yamen runners.

The first of the three yamen runners is the soap troupe. Those who stand for the county magistrate and serve as guard of honor can also serve as a prosecutor and help others to scare criminals during trial.

Secondly, the fast-paced team is the constable mentioned just now. The power of this group of people is similar to that of police officers in later generations. They usually take thieves, solve cases and urge taxes.

The third is the strong team, which is a temporary migrant worker, and assists in defending the city in crisis situations. Therefore, there are also local officials who specialize in leading the strong people.

Obviously, for the governance of local prefectures, prefectures and counties, the status of constables is very important.

However, the constable was a deceased person. The three yamen runners, except for the temporary recruitment of strong squads, were all untouchables.

The daily salary of the constable is only three cents, and he is not a formal worker in the government. He may be directly sacked at any time, so he does not dare to deal with any case seriously to offend people.

The salary he gets every day is equivalent to going out for an ordinary meal. He dare not say what he eats well, it can be said that it is not enough for daily expenses.

With such low treatment, coupled with the "low-minded" yamen servants and their social status is at the bottom, no one wants to be a "police".
Chapter completed!