"Along the River During Qingming Festival?"

Looking at the unfolded scroll, Zhu Guoqiang asked after a moment of surprise.

"Is this copied from a Shanxi merchant?"

"Your Majesty, this painting was confiscated from the home of Liang Jiabin, a Shanxi merchant. It is said that his ancestor accidentally purchased it during the reign of Shenzong..."

After listening to Chen Changgeng's report, Zhu Guoqiang sneered.

"Look at the long postscript above. In the early years, it was owned by Xu Pu, a native of Huagaidian University. When Xu died, he presented it to Li Dongyang. Later, the picture was returned to Lu Wan, the Minister of the Ministry of War. Lu wrote the inscription. Later, it was exiled to Yan Song, the father and son of Yan Shifan.

After Yan Song was defeated, his family property was confiscated, and the picture was transferred to the palace. Later, during the reign of Emperor Shenzong, he returned to Feng Bao, the eunuch of rites. After Feng Bao's defeat, the whereabouts of the picture were unknown and lost among the people..."

Looking up at Chen Changgeng, Zhu Guoqiang asked.

"Chen Qing, you said this is obviously a collection in the palace, how come it fell into the hands of Feng Bao? It would be fine if it was a reward from Shenzong, but was it a reward from Shenzong? It was probably a thief in the palace, even Feng Bao

Such people have become house thieves, let alone others?"

After asking coldly, he looked at the internal officials outside the door. Eunuchs were especially good at stealing and selling things in the palace. This was true in the Ming Dynasty and in all dynasties. After all, for eunuchs, money and sex are two different things. They can be greedy.

All that is left is wealth.

"Those people say they are house slaves, but in fact they are house thieves. Some of the fires in the palace were caused by the eunuchs in the palace to cover up theft and selling. That's why I don't want to use internal officials."

After a pause, Zhu Guoqiang said in a deep voice.

"They are used now because they are mostly a group of poor people. Therefore, after I reestablished the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I merged the eunuchs into the system of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The Ministry of Internal Affairs will take charge of them and formulate strict regulations to control the eunuchs in the palace.

To prevent them from taking power and causing chaos, of course, these internal officials should be the last generation of internal officials in the Ming Dynasty. From now on..."

From now on, there will be no more eunuchs in the Ming Dynasty.

In fact, if he could make a living and settle down now, Zhu Guoqiang would not mind sending all the eunuchs out of the palace now. As for the palace, using female officials and maids would be enough.

Chen Changgeng has long understood His Majesty's thoughts. His Majesty even expressed his thoughts when establishing the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Chen Changgeng did not find it strange at all. After casually echoing a few words, he continued

Continue to report.

"Your Majesty, in addition to the calligraphy, paintings, antiques, jade and other artifacts that have been copied into the inner treasury, there are also more than 7 million acres of fields and tens of thousands of houses. According to the Ministry of Revenue, the purpose of disposing of these fields and houses is to

If you become an official, you can also sell part of your land to the poor who have little land..."

Chen Changgeng's report made Zhu Guoqiang raise his eyebrows and ask.

"Sold to the poor? Who were they sold to in the end?"

How much can the poor buy?

"Although it is inevitable that some local gentry will take advantage of the opportunity to enrich themselves, the tenants who originally rented it can still buy part of it."

"It would be great if they can get 10% or 20%. Chang Geng, you are an old man in the mansion. Let me ask you, am I a wise king in the eyes of the world now?"

His Majesty's rhetorical question made Chen Changgeng stunned. Although he didn't know why His Majesty asked this, he answered quickly.

"Your Majesty is naturally a wise king. If your Majesty hadn't turned the tide, I would be wise..."

As he spoke, seeing the smile on His Majesty's face getting colder and colder, Chen Changgeng stopped rationally and changed his words.

"It all depends on whose eyes it is."

"In the eyes of many people, I am a tyrant who often kills people. I heard that many people in the south are afraid that I will move the capital to Nanjing. They are not afraid of moving the capital to Nanjing, but they are afraid that I will kill people if I go there!"

Zhu Guoqiang said with a sneer.

"They are right, I am a tyrant! I am determined to be a tyrant!"

Standing up, Zhu Guoqiang said in a deep voice.

"If it weren't for me, a tyrant, they would have given up the world to the bandits, or even to the Donglu. With them here, I wouldn't be able to be a tyrant even if I didn't want to be a tyrant. They don't want me to move the capital? Why? They are afraid of me

I know how to kill people, but when have I ever killed people for no reason? If they don’t want to see me killing people, then don’t give me a reason to kill people!”

I really don’t want to kill someone!

They all misunderstood me!

In fact, every time he went to court, looking at those trembling officials, Zhu Guoqiang wanted to pull them out countless times, pulling their ears and telling them that it was not good to kill people in their dreams, let alone kill people at will.

But the problem is, each of you is like reincarnation, if you have to hit the knife edge yourself, how can I not kill people?

Even sometimes, when Zhu Guoqiang thinks about them, he wonders how come you are all so mean?

Since you are afraid of death, why do you need to find reasons to force me to kill you?

"When they were in Nanjing, if they didn't surrender, would I kill them? When they were in the capital, if they didn't become thieves, I would have nothing to do but chop their heads off, listen! And those Jin people

Shang, if they don't collude with the Donglu, why should I kill them? I don't need those few taels of silver, and I don't need those camp prostitutes in the red tent in the army..."

When he said these words, Zhu Guoqiang felt blocked in his heart.

How many people in this world understand his grievances?

Earlier, the world thought that he was like Meng De and a good wife, but they didn't know that it was for the sake of the country and to attack Huang Taiji. Now, everyone thinks that he is good at killing people, but they don't find problems with the dead.

They!

"Why,"

With a long sigh, Zhu Guoqiang shook his head.

"They think I am a tyrant. Although it is an unjust injustice, why do I need to explain what I do, and why do I need to explain to them? But..."

After a pause, Zhu Guoqiang walked towards the door and walked to the rather monotonous courtyard in front of Nuan Pavilion. He looked up at the sky and fell silent.

Does the emperor need to explain to his ministers what he does?

Now that we have decided to be a tyrant and a monomaniac, what else is the need to explain?

But... if you are a tyrant or a monomaniac, you should also consider how to consolidate your rule.

Zhu Laosi was very powerful. He fought all the way from Peking to Nanjing, and also killed a lot of people in Nanjing. His tactics were ruthless enough. But what happened next? Faced with the surrounding Jiangnan scholar-officials and the surrounding hostility, didn't he finally

Using the excuse of "the emperor guarding the country", he moved the capital to Peiping and returned to his political base.

Compared with Zhu Laosi, instead of choosing a base with a more solid political foundation such as Shandong or Liaodong, he even went straight into the tiger's den and chose to move to Nanjing and personally go into battle to suppress Jiangnan.

Why?

It's because we have this confidence.

What is this confidence?

That’s right!

Even though we are from the same clan, it was the late emperor who abdicated the throne, and it was also based on his illustrious military exploits, including defeating the Donglu and the bandits.

As a military victor, what is the basis of this confidence?

It’s the army!

But the question is, Zhu Laosi also had an army in his hands back then. Why did he choose to move the capital?

Looking up at the sky, Zhu Guoqiang suddenly asked.
Chapter completed!