"Who?"

Xiao Deren raised his head abruptly and stared at Meng Zezhi. He didn't care about the etiquette of a monarch and minister. He confirmed in disbelief, "You, you mean the commander of the Golden Guard?"

Because Emperor Taizu was born in a poor family, the most intolerable thing in his life was that officials corrupted bribes and perverted the law and oppressed the people, so after the establishment of the Great Yang Dynasty, he founded the Jinwei. Serving as an inspector, balancing the court, maintaining imperial power, collecting military and political information, in charge of prisons, and having the power to patrol and arrest, he is directly responsible to the emperor.

The leader of the Golden Guard is the commander, equivalent to the spy chief of later generations.

"right."

Xiao Deren said with extreme difficulty: "I remember that since the Dayang Dynasty was founded, there is no woman who has been an official."

"Yes, you remember correctly." Meng Zezhi replied lightly, "Zhen, what a man."

"Forehead."

Dragging the long tail, a few old pedants couldn't stand such stimulation, rolled their eyes and fainted on the spot.

"Master Liu... Master Song..."

There was chaos in the hall immediately.

Meng Zezhi stood up with a swipe, and was about to declare the imperial doctor, when he saw Xiao Deren kneeling down and persuaded: "It is contrary to ethics to divide the peach and cut off the sleeve, long live the ninety-five honor, every word and deed are related to the country. Ben, how can you, how can you make such frivolous and absurd remarks."

The implication is that you can secretly engage with men, but you must not talk about it on the table.

In their cognition, it is not surprising that the wind of splitting peach and breaking sleeves has existed since ancient times. It is said that in this court, it is not that there are no officials who have raised prostitutes or formed brothers, but do you see anyone accusing them?

No, that's because they enjoy masculinity at the same time as they have wives and concubines, children and grandchildren, so in the eyes of the world's people who regard inheritance as the right way, they can only be regarded as elegant, as a hobby.

But when it came to Meng Zezhi, for the sake of a man, he regarded the succession of the lineage as a child's play, and abandoned the ancestral foundation.

This, isn't this what the faint-hearted gentleman did?

When the ministers heard this, they couldn't care less about the officials who had passed out, and knelt down one after another: "Long live, think twice!"

"What Aiqing said is very true." Meng Zezhi's tone was full of approval, and then his voice changed: "It's just that I have made up my mind, and I have been in love with Lu Li for a long time, so I must accept him as my successor and keep him for a lifetime. A story of two people in one lifetime."

The implication is that he is not even ready to give birth to a child.

"Long live—" All the civil and military officials were heartbroken: "Confused."

With a man for the rest of your life, is that a good story? It's a legacy.

"I'm not confused." Meng Zezhi said in a good voice and angrily: "I'm not giving birth anymore, aren't there still King Rui, King Zhao and the others? Rest assured, Aiqing, I still have a sense of proportion in important matters."

"Can this, this be the same?" The officials were immediately led astray by him.

"Why is it different?" Meng Zezhi replied, "This throne is not for whoever I ask to sit, and whoever can sit."

What he said was so overbearing that the ministers were speechless for a while.

After all, it can't be said that it's impossible to say, it's going to be a head-scratcher.

"Long live," Lu Zengxiang stood up and said, "Dividing peaches and breaking sleeves is ultimately a violation of the principles of yin and yang of heaven and earth, and the dignified monarch of a country wants to kill his heir for a man and spread it out. Wouldn't it be a shame to the people of the world and all the vassal states? In this way, the imperial court is disgraced, what is the majesty of the long live? There is even more opportunity for traitors to take advantage of, if things go on like this, the country will not rule the country!"

This is clearly saying that if Meng Zezhi goes his own way, he may threaten his rule.

"They dare not." Meng Zezhi said leisurely.

Not to mention that most of the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty belong to him, and there are only a few people who are qualified to rebel. One is the remnants of the previous dynasty, and the other is the clan of King Rui.

It's not bad to be able to take this opportunity to seduce those remnants of the previous dynasty.

As for King Rui and the others, they were all 'captive' in the capital by him at the moment, and their every move was under his watch.

What's more, it might be too late for these clansmen to be happy when they heard the news. After all, Emperor Ningwu has no heirs, doesn't it mean that their descendants will have the opportunity to become the next emperor?

The most important thing is that there are more than 20,000 people in the Shenji camp guarding the capital, so why can't he sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

——The establishment of the Yuanshenji Battalion was 5,000 officers and soldiers. After Meng Zezhi succeeded to the throne, half of the soldiers were recruited to supplement the Haimao fleet, and 10,000 officers and soldiers were recruited from the military camps such as Xiaoqi, Qianfeng, and Jianrui, and from Longwu. , Taizhou and other military camps transferred 10,000 sailors to the Shenji Camp.

At the same time, hundreds of skilled craftsmen were recruited from the South. Today's Firearms Bureau can produce an average of more than 1,800 muskets and 20,000 bases of ammunition every month.

More than half of the officers and men of the Shenji Battalion are now equipped with muskets.

And this is exactly where Meng Zezhi's confidence lies.

Otherwise, how dare he throw this musket out.

This reason was so powerful that the officials couldn't help choking. But they still didn't give up, and wanted to persuade again: "Long live..."

"Okay." After all he had to say, Meng Zezhi was a little impatient: "Let's talk about it here today and retreat."

After speaking, he got up and left Taihe Gate.

Only then did Tao An react, and hurriedly shouted, "Retreat."

Returning to Zhaoren Hall, Meng Zezhi ordered, "By the way, let all the extra eunuchs and ladies in the harem go out, anyway, the palace won't have a new master for a long time to come, keep it. It's also a waste of money."

"Yes." Tao An replied respectfully.

He was open to the old man, as long as Meng Zezhi lived happily, it was better than anything else.

Speaking of this, Meng Zezhi recalled one thing: "The sage said that the body is damaged, and the parents should not be injured. However, the eunuch system, because of the benefits of the emperor's family, will cause thousands of people to suffer from heartbreak. The pain of the gallbladder is really humiliating and destroying human nature. Now, from this dynasty, the eunuch system will be abolished. The various deacons used in the palace can be retained as usual, but no eunuchs will be recruited in the future."

The purpose of setting up eunuchs by the previous emperors, on the one hand, was to need people to serve themselves and many other royal family members, but also to avoid adultery between the palace concubine and the servants, so as to ensure the purity of the blood of their family.

Meng Zezhi didn't need to take this into consideration, so he was happy to do a good deed.

Besides, some time ago, didn't he send someone to castrate Zhao Yijing?

In the original plot, because Zhao Yijing did not accept concubines or prostitutes, he only stayed with Xing Xiaoya all his life.

Meng Zezhi didn't mind keeping this treatment for Zhao Yijing.

But have to change name, such as the last eunuch in China.

Just as he was talking, Lu Li came.

Seeing this, Tao An greeted the palace maids who were standing beside him with interest and retreated, closing the door for them by the way.

Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand and pulled the person who was full of joy, but his face was invisible, into his arms, sniffed the fragrance on his body, met his slightly blinking eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "Are you happy?"

Lu Li's breathing was slow, and his eyes turned red instantly. He half-opened his mouth, and suddenly his throat was dry, and he couldn't speak.

"It seems to be happy." Meng Zezhi half-squinted his eyes, reached out and raised his chin, printed it, and said vaguely while biting: "In that case, should I repay me properly?"

Lu was deeply moved, and naturally he let him go up and down.

When the love was strong, Meng Zezhi stopped moving as if thinking of something.

"Huh?" With a long nasal voice, Lu Li opened his hazy eyes.

"Let me show you something good." Meng Zezhi exerted a little force, picked him up and walked behind the screen.

As he walked, he said, "What the craftsmen of the Firearms Bureau just tinkered with a few days ago, look-"

As soon as Lu Li looked up, in the clear and bright glass mirror, Meng Zezhi was dressed neatly and meticulously. As for him...

Xu Shi was too ashamed, and suddenly, he curled his toes and bit his mouth.

Meng Zezhi snorted and leaned into Lu Li's ear: "Does it look good?"

Sure enough, it's a bad ass.

Lu Li gasped lightly, but the corner of his eyes couldn't help but look down.

Three days later, in the morning court, Meng Zezhi specially asked people to wrap a thick woolen blanket on the pillars of the Temple of Supreme Harmony and the gate of the palace in advance, and gave it to the imperial censors who were about to die under their impassioned enthusiasm. The officer was caught off guard.

After struggling like this for half a month, the officials who had vowed to fight Meng Zezhi to the end suddenly stopped. They seemed to be as honest as they wanted.

On the contrary, Meng Zezhi felt a little uncomfortable.

Afterwards, he learned that Lu Li, who was holding his breath, got off the dragon bed, turned around and started his men to collect a lot of information about these officials, and sent them to their bedside in the dark.

They had no choice but to succumb to Lu Li's lewd coercion.

But the news was spread out, and of course it caused a storm.

Meng Zezhi showed no mercy. He chopped off the heads of several remnants of the previous dynasty, cut off the title of King Zhao who jumped up and down, and exiled more than a dozen arrogant test-takers. Barely settled the mess.

It's just that Meng Zezhi's reputation was completely ruined in private, and he has become synonymous with the faint-hearted ruler.

In this regard, Meng Ze knew that he didn't care, he was in power now, and it was never these scholars who wanted to win over.

Then, the sea trade fleet came back.

When Qian Boyu rushed back to the capital with thousands of carriages, it was at the time of the test release.

Two-meter-long ivory, hill-like red coral, piles of rhino horns, tiger bones, boxes of gold and silver, as well as a dazzling array of jewels, jade, ambergris...

Seeing the eyes of a group of civil and military officials.

"Long live, Wei Chen lived up to his trust and successfully completed the task." Qian Boyu was very excited.

"Aiqing has worked hard all the way." Meng Zezhi helped him up in person, looking at the treasures in this place, his face was red: "Come, tell me what you have seen and heard along the way."

"Yes." Qian Boyu said in a loud voice, "This time, this minister's mission to the Western Ocean lasted for more than seven months, passing through more than 20 countries, and the furthest reached Hurummus (located on the Arabian Peninsula, at the exit of the Persian Gulf), For the details, the minister has ordered someone to draw a chart."

Meng Zezhi was not very interested in these things. He wanted to know how the trade situation was.

"...Crazy, crazy, one tael or six bucks of silk can be sold for thirty taels, and a pack (four boxes) of matches can sell for one tael of gold... …On the contrary, the profits of porcelain and tea are only average, but it is possible to double it five or six times.”

"My minister went out to sea this time, and got a total of 65,000 taels of gold, 870,000 taels of silver, and countless rare treasures."

Speaking of this, as if remembering something, Qian Boyu immediately summoned his cronies, took a wooden box, opened it, and presented it to Meng Zezhi: "The minister is incompetent, among those things Long Live ordered the minister to find, the minister only found this. "

Looking at the corn cobs tied with ribbons in the wooden box, Meng Zezhi's eyes lit up, even the pile of gold and silver jewelry was far from the surprise brought by the corn cobs in front of him.

Meng Zezhi was ecstatic, he quickly asked, "How much of this thing did you bring back?"

"No less than three thousand catties." Seeing Emperor Ning Wu's overjoyed appearance, Qian Boyu smiled even more, and it was worth his efforts to collect these things.

"Okay, okay." Meng Zezhi took a deep breath: "Aiqing's trip can be said to be a great contribution."

In the current Dayang Dynasty, although the level of farming is much higher than that of the previous Dynasty, the average grain yield per mu in the north and south is only 340 catties, and there are still many farmers who cannot eat enough.

Now, with this kind of weapon that consumes less land, has high yield, and is not limited by the planting environment, it is expected that it should not be difficult to solve the problem of food and clothing for the people within five years.