MTL - First Prince of Ming Dynasty-Chapter 763 mourning

  Chapter 763 General mourning

  From the early morning of the next day, Yuan Xiucai's mother's funeral began in full swing. Yuan Xiucai himself didn't know when he had so many relatives and friends in his family.

Whatever you want, according to the beginning and end, bathing, wedding, laying ceremony, throne, meal, spiritual seat, soul hanging, Ming Jing, small collection, big funeral, ready-made clothes, day and night crying and laying ceremony, serving food, Hanging, laying a memorial ceremony for, commemorating, hearing about the funeral, going to the funeral and other regulations are held.

Although some steps should be completed within the stipulated time, but after all, it is a special matter, and I don't care about the small things, so I won't bury the imperial court's sixth-rank wife hastily, so even if it is late, there should be some Steps still to be taken.

   Besides, who would dare to find fault at this time, this is a shocking case of filial piety, the Yuan family is blessed with profound virtues, and if he doesn't want to help at this time, who will be annoying.

Three days later, the old lady was officially buried. Yuan Xiucai knelt down and cried, but felt much better at the moment. First, it had been a long time since the old mother passed away. Lai's mother was buried as a married woman...

   What's more, although he doesn't want to admit it from the bottom of his heart, the most important thing is that he has realized at this moment that he may really have a chance to honor his ancestors.

  After all the ceremonies were over, Yuan Xiucai set up a shed not far from the tomb and lived there. He said that he had kept his filial piety on the bricks for three years, and everyone praised him.

  Husband rituals begin with crowns, originate in twilight, focus on funeral sacrifices, respect court appointments, and village archery. This ceremony is roughly the same.

  Zi said, "The child is born for three years, and then he is released from the arms of his parents. The husband's funeral for three years is the universal mourning in the world.

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  "A bird in its first flight should not pluck its feathers, and a newly planted tree should not be shaken by its roots. The first thing to do is to rest in peace and give birth. Diligently regulate farmers and sangguang to persuade them to marry and marry, and those who have many children should be rewarded with land and cattle as an example!"

  Zhu Biao is not in the capital, but official documents and memorials from the court will still be conveyed to him. Although the news is a little behind, he still does his duty.

A new round of emigration by the imperial court has begun again, mainly young and strong, supplemented by a small number of healthy middle-aged and elderly people. In this era when farming and mulberry experience is mainly passed on by word of mouth, the elderly are precious wise men. At least in one respect.

  Zhu Biao put down his pen and asked Liu Jin to put away what he had written, and immediately arranged for someone to send it to the capital. He took a sip from his teacup and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you tell me the truth, do you really want Bengong to go down and walk it in person?"

  The prefect of Hangzhou, who was kneeling below, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "The land is vast and the people are sparsely populated, and the cultivation is limited. The order of the place often ordered Lijia to increase the amount, thinking that the deeds of the official, this..."

  The lack of money and food for the imperial court has always been an urgent matter. Zhu Biao seldom went to the local area. Naturally, he wanted to intervene in farming affairs, so he arranged for people to check and check the land records recorded in the county and township.

   I didn't expect it to be wrong at all, but the grain tax paid was real, so I immediately called the prefect of Hangzhou for questioning.

   "Is this the only place or most of the state capitals in the world?"

   "Don't dare to deceive Your Highness, most of them are like this."

  Zhu Biao frowned. It seems that the statistics of the household department’s statistics on the number of acres of reclaimed land in various places must be somewhat watery: “There are not many acres of land, but the grain tax is indeed real. Where did that part come from? Is it distributed to ordinary people?”

  The prefect of Hangzhou hurriedly shook his head: "The imperial court has a policy of rewarding land reclamation, and there is no need to pay grain for the falsely reported amount."

Zhu Biao snorted coldly and reprimanded: "There is nothing at this time, and it may not be in the future. The policy of tax reduction and exemption by the imperial court is just a temporary policy. Why will the fields not be taxed in the future, and how will you make up for it at that time? Will it be made up by yourself? Shouldn't it be shared among the poor!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the words of begging for forgiveness, and just reached out to hold his forehead, which was a bit awkward. My father was sympathetic to the difficulties of the people's livelihood, and knew that the most important thing at the beginning of the founding of the country was to benefit the people. massive relief.

  In addition, in order to encourage the people to open up wasteland, Jia En even pardoned the newly opened fields from paying grain taxes. Unexpectedly, the officials below saw the opportunity and lied about their achievements in order to get promoted.

But it's not unexpected. Officials, such things will always happen in the future, but since the situation has been discovered, the imperial court must not be able to collect grain according to the current calculation of the number of acres of fields. tax.

The most important thing is that it is not easy to tell Lao Zhu to order to rectify and re-approve the number of acres of land. It is really impossible to kill any more. Now that the officials of the Ming Dynasty are about to fail, no matter how the Guozijian expands, it will not be seen in a year or two. Effective.

   We can’t let the illiterates govern the people. It’s not that they don’t want to use them well. They don’t have so many spares. Now Liaodong and Yunnan need to send officials on a large scale to build an administrative structure...

"That's all for this time, I will also hide it from the Holy Majesty for you, but you must continue to persuade the people to open up wasteland. You must make up the imaginary number within two years. Don't say that you are unpredictable. If there are mistakes at that time, there is no need for the Holy Majesty." The wrath of thunder, this palace will not tolerate."

   "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness, my humble minister..."

  Zhu Biao immediately wrote a secret letter to Chen Youzong, Minister of General Administration, and Zhao Wenjing, Shangshu of the Ministry of Household Affairs, informing them of the matter, and asked them to immediately coordinate the real number of local farmland and complete the matter before the wasteland tax was collected.

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   "Chongba, the marriage of the second child should also be done. If it is convenient, let Wei Guogong come back."

Zhu Yuanzhang put down his grandson carefully, and after the next few days, he went back to Kunning Palace to see his two precious grandsons. Hearing what his empress said, he responded, "The west is peaceful, and Deng Yu can do it, but The second kid, even at the age of marrying a wife, is still useless."

   "Man, you will naturally become sensible after you get married."

  Zhu Yuanzhang snorted and didn't say anything, but he thought about it in his heart. There was nothing wrong in Xijiang, so it would not be impossible to send the prince to take back Deng Yu's military power.

  The second child is about to marry a girl from his family, and the military power will be handed over to the son-in-law. It is expected that there will be no grievances. Hey, but the second child is now so virtuous, how can one feel at ease.

  Empress Ma, as the person who knew Zhu Yuanzhang best, saw that he was a bit embarrassed and asked, "Are you thinking about what will happen after Xi'er gets married? Tell me the truth, where exactly do you want him to guard?"

  Zhu Yuanzhang was silent for a moment and said: ""And the danger of confusion, the land of the Zhou and Qin capitals, the field of Mudi, go straight to Jincheng, we want the second child to be a vassal in Xi'an. "

  The military affairs of the north and the south are still at a critical moment. Only the western border is peaceful, and Xi'an is located in Guanzhong, bordering the Weihe River in the north and the Qinling Mountains in the south.

  According to Lao Zhu's heart, he didn't want to hand over such an important place to his second son. It's just a father-son relationship, and it's not good to let his second son pass by, causing a gap between father and son.

  Empress Ma frowned slightly and said: "Duke Wei is still in the prime of life, I'm afraid he won't be willing to return to Beijing so early to take care of his old age, and his temperament is not tempered yet, so it's still too early for Fan."

   "And... Chongba, I know you have your considerations, but do you really want to entrust all these princes out? I heard people say that enfeoffment exceeds the system, disasters will arise, and it is obvious to help the past to prove the present."

  Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes narrowed: "Sister, who told you this? Was it Liu Bowen!"

  Empress Ma rolled his eyes at him and said, "You must have read the letter ten times before handing it over to me."

  Zhu Yuanzhang's anger stagnated when he heard the words, but he still stood up angrily and walked around with his hands behind his back: "We told you not to have any contact with him anymore. This old boy dared to stir up our family affairs."

  Empress Ma said helplessly: "Liu Bowen is a great talent, Chong Ba, you are the emperor, you have to have a human mind, as a monarch, how can you alienate good ministers because of your likes and dislikes."

  Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and responded, and Empress Ma stopped mentioning this matter. After so many years, Liu Bowen has also reached the age of begging for bones to return to his hometown for retirement.

"I have been studying history with others these days, and I know that there were seven kingdoms' rebellion in Han Dynasty, eight kings' rebellion in Jin Dynasty, and separatist regimes in Tang and Song Dynasties. I don't believe you don't know the severity of them. Why let your children and grandchildren be in danger of fratricide?" ?”

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  (end of this chapter)