Conferring nobility to replace hereditary official positions was the main purpose of Lin Tian's conferment. He wanted to divide the current Honours by conferring nobility to the civil officials.
He wanted to provoke the Honours by conferring nobility. When the new Honours were strong enough, it would be time for him to make a move on the older generation of Honours.
With the existence of the Imperial Martial Lecture Hall and his support, if they didn't work hard, then they couldn't blame him.
Even the heirs of the imperial family had to be exhausted for five generations, let alone these Honours.
Of course, these things had to be done step by step.
If he threw it out at once, it would be chaotic. Zhu Yijun planned to do it step by step, starting with the conferment of nobility.
After the court session, Zhu Yijun returned to the palace. However, the conferment of nobility was like a gust of wind that blew through the Daming court.
Many people started to discuss, but most of them agreed with the general direction.
This time, the civil and military officials were all included. Furthermore, it was a good thing, so the voices of opposition were naturally much smaller.
Beijing, Tongzhou Pier.
After getting off the ship, Zhang Jing stretched. He had been away from Beijing for a long time. However, it was a good thing that he had done a good job.
Raising his head, Zhang Jing saw Zhang He, who was waiting for him.
"This child greets godfather!"
After seeing Zhang Jing, Zhang He knelt on the ground and said sincerely.
Kneeling on the ground, Zhang He cried his heart out, describing how much he missed his godfather.
Zhang Jing smiled and kicked Zhang He, then said, "Get up!
You've served the Imperial Majesty for so long, but look at yourself. You're a disgrace to our family! "
Although this was what he said and the smile on his face was very bright, Zhang Jing's gaze was cold as he stared at Zhang He.
Zhang He hurriedly crawled up from the ground, "This child doesn't dare to disgrace godfather!" As he spoke, he respectfully stood to the side with a happy expression.
"Does the Imperial Majesty have any instructions?" Seeing Zhang He's actions, Zhang Jing slowly withdrew his gaze and slowly opened his mouth to ask.
"Godfather, the Imperial Majesty asked us to send the silver to the Ministry of Revenue," Zhang He quickly replied.
Send it to the Ministry of Revenue?
Zhang Jing was slightly surprised, but this was not something he should be thinking about. He nodded and said to Zhang He, "You make the arrangements!" After that, he walked towards the carriage and said, "I will go to the palace to present the decree to the Imperial Majesty."
"Yes, godfather!" Zhang He hurriedly replied, "I will send godfather off!"
Forbidden City, Wenhua Palace.
Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Jing, who was kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, and said with a smile, "Get up!
How come you've learned to cry after a trip to Yangzhou? You're already so old, yet you're embarrassing us! "
Zhang Jing crawled up from the ground and said with a smile, "Old Slave is thinking of the Imperial Majesty, isn't he?"
Looking Zhang Jing up and down, Zhu Yijun smiled and said, "You look pretty good. You did a good job in Yangzhou this time and didn't embarrass us.
If you're going to reward me, I'll reward you with a house! "
"Zhang Hong is not often in the Department of Rites, so you should take over the responsibility for now!"
Hearing this, Zhang Jing knelt down with a thud and said, "Old Slave thanks Your Majesty for the reward."
Rewarding him with a house was not a big deal. Zhang Jing now had his own house, which was for his retirement.
Letting him take over the responsibility for the Department of Rites was a very real benefit and increased his authority.
With Zhang Hong's support, the possibility of him taking over as the Department of Rites would greatly increase.
In fact, if it weren't for Queen Dowager Li needing Zhang Jing's service, Zhang Hong would have already retired from the palace at his age.
The position of the Department of Rites had long been empty, but everyone knew that this was something that couldn't be helped.
Zhang Jing didn't dare to make a move against Zhang Hong, otherwise, the Emperor and Empress Dowager wouldn't spare him.
Zhang Hong served the Empress Dowager well, so the Emperor couldn't dismiss Zhang Hong.
For Zhu Yijun, the current atmosphere in the harem was very harmonious. Rashly making a move was very unwise. There were a lot of messy things happening in the court, and if the harem was thrown into chaos, then the gains wouldn't make up for the losses.
With the money, the matter of rewards could be arranged. Zhu Yijun immediately sent a decree to the Ministry of Revenue to send money to the Northwest.
The first batch of money was to be given to the Northwest Army to stabilize their morale and also to stimulate their morale.
As for the rewards for the capital's army, it would be better to wait until they returned to the capital. Zhu Yijun wouldn't allow them to transport the money to the Northwest.
With the Emperor's decree, the Ministry of Revenue sped up their actions and quickly arranged the money.
"Minister, the people from the Imperial Stables are here!" A Ministry of Revenue clerk came to Zhang Xueyan's room and bowed.
Zhang Xueyan was surprised. Imperial Stables?
What are they doing here?
After a slight hesitation, Zhang Xueyan said: "Let them in!"
In fact, no matter what the people from the Imperial Stables came for, he had to see them.
Not long after, five people came in from the outside. When they arrived at the door, four people stood on both sides of the door. The middle-aged man who led the group walked in with a smile.
This man was wearing a black robe with golden cuffs, embroidered flying fish, and a saber hanging from his waist.
The style was similar to the flying fish robe, but they were wearing black.
"This humble official, Chen Guozhong of the Qing Military Department of the Imperial Stables, greets Minister Zhang!"
Zhang Xueyan sized up Chen Guozhong. He didn't know what this Qing Military Department of the Qing Military Department was for, but the Imperial Stables was an internal eunuch, so he had no right to ask.
Zhang Xueyan nodded and asked: "What business does Official Chen have with the Ministry of Revenue?"
"Replying to Minister Zhang, the Qing Military Department is under the Emperor's imperial edict to supervise the rewards together with the Ministry of Revenue."
Zhang Xueyan was stunned. Supervising the rewards?
However, after thinking about it for a while, he understood that this was because they didn't trust the Ministry of Revenue and were afraid of corruption.
Zhang Xueyan immediately felt suffocated. This was a grievance.
However, Zhang Xueyan didn't dare to go to the Emperor because he didn't have confidence in his Ministry of Revenue.
If he really wanted to investigate, the Ministry of Revenue would probably find out a lot of things. The key was that the Ministry of Revenue had done this kind of corruption many times.
However, after thinking about it, Zhang Xueyan felt that something was wrong. This matter didn't seem to be targeting the Ministry of Revenue.
The rewards were indeed allocated by the Ministry of Revenue, but the Military Governor's Office of the Five Armies was responsible for the transportation.
Hearing the name of the Qing Military Department of the Imperial Stables, Zhang Xueyan roughly understood what was going on.
"Okay, no problem!"
After understanding what was going on, Zhang Xueyan smiled. It seemed that this time, the Emperor was going to give some people a warning.
He picked up a pen and signed a document. Zhang Xueyan smiled and said, "I will instruct them to cooperate with Chen Qianhu."
"Thank you, Sir!" Chen Guozhong quickly bowed. Zhang Xueyan's attitude made him heave a sigh of relief.
Zhang Xueyan looked at Chen Guogong's departing figure and pondered for a moment. Then, he shook his head.
He sighed softly and reached out to pick up the document on the table to continue reading. The duty room also returned to its silence.
Northwest, Guihua City.
The Ming Army had been in Guihua City for many days. Today was the day they pulled out their tents.
Accompanying them was Sanniangzi's imperial court procession. There were thousands of people in this procession. Other than the bodyguards, there was also the procession to present gifts.
Sanniangzi sat in the carriage and looked outside through the window. Her face was expressionless.
On the other side of the carriage sat Bu Ta. His small face had a very serious expression.
Beside Bu Ta sat a young girl. She was about 15 or 16 years old and had a worried expression on her face.
Her name was Tsetseg. In the Mongolian language, Tsetseg meant flower.
In fact, as her name suggested, Tsetseg was the most beautiful flower in Wa La. She had replaced Sanniangzi as the most beautiful flower on the grasslands.
Many people wanted to marry Tsetseg, but this time, she was brought to the imperial court procession.
In fact, Wa La was very concerned about this matter. They very much hoped that the women in their tribe could go to the Daming for an audience.
The most enthusiastic one was Sanniangzi's brother, Mo Rigen. He wanted to send his daughter to the Daming.
Sanniangzi naturally knew what her brother was thinking. She would not allow such a thing to happen.
Her brother's daughter was in the Daming. It was hard to say whether the Daming would take advantage of this matter.
Her son was still young. She could not watch her brother grow up. Otherwise, she would not be able to deal with him in the future.
The struggle for power on the grasslands was even crueler. Killing one's father or brother happened from time to time, let alone a nephew.
Tsetseg was the daughter of the chief of a small tribe. Even so, Sanniangzi was still very worried.
If the Daming wanted to make a fuss in the future, he would definitely make a fuss about Tsetseg. However, she had already controlled Tsetseg's parents and brothers.
This was already the best way, but Sanniangzi was still very worried.
I don't know if I can ask the Daming for a princess! Sanniangzi pondered in her heart.
In fact, Sanniangzi knew very well about the Daming. She knew that the Daming was not related by marriage. It was too difficult to ask for a princess to marry.
However, her son was the Sungai Of Gojoseon of the Daming. Perhaps there was still hope.
However, whether it succeeded or not, she had to give it a try. If she could ask for a Daming princess for her son, then she would really be at ease.
"Tsetseg, you are shouldering the hopes of all the people of Wala this time!"
Sanniangzi turned to look at Tsetseg and said lightly, "So don't show such an expression. You are going to marry the Daming Emperor, the greatest emperor in the world. You should be happy."
Tsetseg nodded and revealed a small face, saying, "Tsetseg understands."
"It's good that you understand!"
Sanniangzi nodded and said, "As long as you live well in the Daming, our Wala will be good. If our Wala is good, then your parents and brothers will be good."
"Tsetseg understands!" Tsetseg quickly nodded.
Glancing at Tsetseg, Sanniangzi did not say anything. She believed that what she had said was enough.
In front of the army, Qi Jiguang sat on a horse with a smile on his face. He had shown his face in this battle. This was really a good thing for Qi Jiguang.
Looking back at Sanniangzi's carriage, Qi Jiguang could not help but think of the little girl called Tsetseg.
Originally, Qi Jiguang thought that there would not be any beautiful women in Wala. However, when he thought of Tsetseg, Qi Jiguang knew that he was wrong.