The Emperor reprimanded the Cabinet, which immediately caused a great uproar and pushed the matter to the forefront.
The officials submitted even more crazily, all asking for the revision of the Law of Daming.
For a time, the officials inside and outside the capital were unprecedentedly united. Even if there were occasional objections, they were quickly drowned out.
This made the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, Shen Shixing, in the limelight. He swept away the title of Grand Secretary made of clay and was promoted by all the civil officials.
The name of the Virtuous Minister had been called out, but it was unknown whether it was Shen Shixing who called it or someone else who called it for him.
Under such circumstances, there was no sound in the palace. Zhu Yijun didn't even go to the morning court.
The decree was also very simple: "I have a cold and need to rest." For a while, the matter was in a deadlock.
This was the first major event since Zhu Yijun took over the government.
Because it was the Cabinet's proposal, all the officials agreed. Countless officials seemed to be on steroids and wrote memorials. How could they let go of such a good opportunity to improve their reputation?
Zhu Yijun, who was hiding in Wenhua Hall, was very free these days. Anyway, Zhu Yijun didn't read any memorials about the revision of the Law of Daming.
Now, what Zhu Yijun had to do was wait until the whole thing was pushed to the point of no return.
The more things were pushed to the point of no return in the future.
Once he was collectively suppressed by the civil officials, when it was time for him to do things, they couldn't use the ancestral system to suppress him.
Zhu Yijun was very confident about this. If they still wanted to suppress him, he could openly fall out with them.
Instead of caring about this, Zhu Yijun might as well care about something else, such as the matter in the western suburbs. Wang Yongji also entered the palace under such circumstances.
"Your Majesty, I have already transferred people."
Wang Yongji bowed and said, "I have also informed the six ministries. But I am a little worried about one thing, and that is that there is not enough people."
Those who could build gardens in the western suburbs were not easy to deal with, and those temples were also the same.
This time, the Emperor didn't just want to clean up the officials and noble relatives who were repairing the gardens. He also wanted to clean up the temples.
Unless it was a proper royal temple, which was built by the successive Daming Emperors.
The only thing a temple like that could do was to issue a title deed to make the illegal legal.
That was a gift from the Daming Emperor. This Zhu Yijun did not dare to take it back.
Once the rewards bestowed by the other emperors were taken back, there would inevitably be a huge uproar under the heavens.
Zhu Yijun wouldn't do something that wouldn't bring him much benefit, but it would bring him a bad reputation.
"Keep it up. Once you're done with the Western Suburbs, search the entire Shuntian Prefecture for me," Zhu Yijun said to Wang Yongji.
In fact, although the business in Daming was very developed, most of it was concentrated in Jiangnan and other places. The north had not been flooded.
In the north, the economy was still dominated by landlords and gentry.
Zhu Yijun had done all this not only to earn money, but also for another important reason.
This reason was to set up rules and beat all the officials and merchants, all for the sake of business taxes.
If business taxes were not collected, the more prosperous the industry, the more damage it would do to the country.
Smuggling was a serious problem in the south. Every year, the amount of silver Daming received from overseas was immeasurable.
According to the statistics of later generations, from the middle of the Ming Dynasty onwards, the amount of silver flowing into Daming from overseas had reached 200 million taels.
This accounted for one-third of the world's colonial income in this era. In other words, the European countries were trying their best to earn money from colonization, but the money flowed into Daming's pockets.
This situation didn't change even in modern times, until the spread of opium.
A large amount of silver flowed into Daming, to a certain extent, solved the shortage of money. But as someone from later generations, Zhu Yijun knew very well that this situation was beneficial to Daming. The drawbacks were far greater than the benefits.
The large amount of silver flowed into the country, increasing the wealth of the rich and powerful. They basically monopolized the silver flowing into their hands.
As a result, the gap between the rich and the poor was further widened, and the solidification of the social class was also more serious. Not to mention having a rich child, even survival became extremely difficult.
Such a large amount of silver flowed into the country would cause the depreciation of the currency, inflation, and price increases. The lives of the common people would be even more difficult.
The division of society in Daming also became more serious. If this continued, it was already obvious that the flames of war would rise everywhere.
Once there was a natural disaster, the fragile Daming would inevitably be drowned in the waves of rebellion.
Even if the people of later generations didn't learn about it, they knew that the consequences of overissuing money were very serious. Although Daming didn't overissue money, the large amount of silver flowed into the country and the large amount of materials flowed out was more serious than overissuing money.
If the productivity was high, the industry and commerce were developed, a large trade surplus would greatly increase the strength of the country.
But the reality was that although Daming had industry and commerce, it was mainly a small-scale farming economy. The productivity was far from reaching this level.
Inflation, the rise of the currency, and the unlimited land acquisition would inevitably lead to the collapse of the small-scale farming economy.
As the main body of the small-scale farming economy, the ordinary people in Daming would inevitably suffer heavy losses. In other words, they wouldn't be able to survive.
If there was state regulation, the country would collect silver, vigorously build infrastructure projects, and return the money to the people, urging them to complete the transformation from a small-scale farming economy to industry and commerce. Then, the national strength of Daming would inevitably soar.
The country had money, and it could also spend it on improving productivity and the living standards of the people. Not only could it alleviate the crisis, but it was also an opportunity for Daming to soar.
The problem now was that the imperial court had no money. Without the imperial court's share of the huge commercial interests, there was nothing they could do.
What Zhu Yijun wanted to do was to collect the land for the country, and the next step was to collect the mines for the country. They occupied the country's mines and dug the country's mineral veins, but they didn't even pay taxes. In their dreams.
In short, if they didn't hand over the money, then they would hand over their heads.
In the past, Zhu Yijun didn't have this confidence, but now Zhu Yijun did.
The northwest was peaceful, Liaodong was safe, and the 300,000 troops in the capital were under his command. Zhu Yijun feared no one now.
Wherever the sword pointed, everything would be swept away. The previous tolerance and concessions were no longer needed.
As long as the ancestral fence was broken, Zhu Yijun could walk the path of a king. In one sentence, "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish."
He revised the laws of the Great Ming Dynasty and determined that the land was divided into two parts: state-owned and private land. They had to be clearly distinguished from a legal perspective. All the land under the heavens belonged to the King, and all those who led the land were the King's subjects.
The mountains, forests, lakes, swamps, fields, and mines all belonged to the king. If they wanted it, they had to sell it.
Of course, for the ordinary people to open up wastelands, not only would the land be recognized as private, but the imperial court would also issue land deeds and reduce the land tax.
As for the ordinary people, not only would Zhu Yijun not want it, but he would also bribe the world.
Zhu Yijun was prepared to spend ten years just to repair the road, and he invested tens of millions of taels of silver.
A lot of infrastructure construction, to promote employment, to open up the craftsman level, and to adopt the craftsman level system used in the future.
He would give preferential treatment and privileges, and nurture all kinds of craftsmen.
Zhu Yijun remembered very clearly that in his previous life, his grandfather was a Level Eight Carpenter.
Every time he mentioned that he was a Level Eight Carpenter, his grandfather would be very proud. That feeling was still fresh in Zhu Yijun's memory.
There was a very famous saying that a Level Six Carpenter was equivalent to a middle-level intellectual.
To change the situation where everything else was inferior and only education was superior, he would use huge benefits to tempt them.
When one reached the level of a Master Craftsman, Zhu Yijun would not be stingy with the title of nobility.
Such a grand and huge plan naturally needed a lot of money to support it. Where did Zhu Yijun's first pot of gold come from? Of course, it was from the hands of the government and merchants.
To occupy the mines and prosperous places, one had to pay.
Zhu Yijun's Emperor's Sword was ready. Whoever dared to block his way, he would definitely cut them down!
For Zhu Yijun's two-step plan, the Law of Daming was already in full swing. Wang Yongji could also start.
Glancing at Wang Yongji, Zhu Yijun said, "You don't have enough manpower. I will assign some people to you!"
Hearing Zhu Yijun's words, Wang Yongji's heart sank. He had a bad feeling.
Previously in Shandong, the Emperor also said the same thing, and then assigned some people to him. It was that Imperial Bodyguard Xing Shangzhi.
In Wang Yongji's opinion, Xing Shangzhi was a stupid and boorish fellow.
If it wasn't for Eunuch Xu of the Inner Sanctum, he would have almost ruined the plan.
If Shandong was in chaos and the White Lotus Society succeeded, the Emperor would definitely suffer a fatal blow. Not to mention his career, he might not even be able to keep his life.
Is he coming again this time?
If it was someone from the Inner Sanctum, Wang Yongji would definitely be willing to accept it.
However, Xu De was still on his way back. Would the Emperor assign someone from the Inner Sanctum to him?
It might even be someone from Dongchang or the Imperial Bodyguard. He couldn't say no, but he really couldn't use them.
Although that boorish fellow Xing Shangzhi had been punished by the Emperor, Wang Yongji also heard that he seemed to be making a comeback recently.
Naturally, Zhu Yijun wouldn't give Xing Shangzhi to Wang Yongji. No one would treat a hero that way. If he gave Xing Shangzhi to Wang Yongji, Wang Yongji would probably have other ideas.
However, what Zhu Yijun wanted to give to Wang Yongji was the Imperial Bodyguard.
Originally, Zhu Yijun wanted to use Xing Shangzhi to revitalize the Imperial Bodyguard. He wanted him to make a contribution in Shandong and then use this contribution to take charge of the Imperial Bodyguard. At the same time, he would start a purge of the Imperial Bodyguard.
However, the reality was not what Zhu Yijun had imagined. Xing Shangzhi went to Shandong and suffered a big fall. His face was covered in dirt.
The Imperial Bodyguard had just made a bit of a comeback, but it instantly fell back to rock bottom. Zhu Yijun had to deal with Xing Shangzhi. This caused Zhang Jing, who recommended Xing Shangzhi, to also be dispirited for a period of time.
In reality, the Imperial Bodyguard couldn't be crippled just like that. It had to be reorganized.
If there was nothing major, it would be impossible for the Imperial Bodyguard to make a comeback. Now, the Imperial Bodyguard couldn't get involved in the major events of the imperial court. Only the matter on Wang Yongji's side was left.
Zhu Yijun could only rely on the Imperial Bodyguard to lean on Wang Yongji, even if he was unwilling.
"I will transfer the Imperial Bodyguard to you!"
Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Yongji and said calmly. Although Zhu Yijun had been trained for a long time and his skin was thicker than the city wall, he still felt very embarrassed and embarrassed.
"The Commander of the Imperial Bodyguard, Li Biao, was born in the Inner Factory. I believe he will satisfy you."
When he heard that Li Biao was born in the Inner Factory, Wang Yongji accepted it a little better. He had almost rejected the Emperor just now.
As for the Imperial Bodyguard, Wang Yongji didn't have a good impression of it at all since the time in Shandong.
Speaking of the new Commander of the Imperial Bodyguard, Wang Yongji didn't know much about him either.
He only knew that his name was Li Biao and that he was transferred from the local area. The civil officials didn't care about this.
In recent years, the Imperial Bodyguard had weakened so much that everyone almost ignored this yamen.
In Dongchang, Zhang Jing held great power and prestige. The Inner Factory's Xu De suddenly rose and won the trust of His Majesty.
What did the Imperial Bodyguard have? First, Liu Shouyou, the official and the gentry, retreated. Then, Xing Shangzhi was disgraced in Shandong. In addition, Zhang Juzheng was in power for ten years. The Imperial Bodyguard also followed Zhang Juzheng's lead.
In the past, when Gao Gong was in power, the Imperial Bodyguard was silent.
When Yan Song and Xu Jie were fighting for power, the Imperial Bodyguard was also not in public. The civil officials were powerful, and the Imperial Bodyguard had been suppressed for a long time.
It wasn't so easy to turn things around now.
If it wasn't for Zhu Yijun's strong support for Dongchang and Zhang Jing's ruthlessness, Dongchang would be useless now.
Compared to Dongchang, the Imperial Bodyguard was even worse. They were completely suppressed.
This was especially so after Liu Shouyou had latched onto Zhang Juzheng's thigh. This extremely scholarly commander of the Brocade Guard had almost caused the entire Brocade Guard to become incompetent.
This time, Zhu Yijun transferred Li Biao to the Imperial Bodyguard to build up the Imperial Bodyguard.
In the upcoming reform, the Imperial Bodyguard would be of great use.
For Li Biao, who had been transferred to the Imperial Bodyguard, he urgently needed a chance to establish his authority and meritorious service. This way, he would be able to convince others and make Zhu Yijun support him. This time, it was Zhu Yijun who found this opportunity for Li Biao.
Although he still didn't want to use it, Wang Yongji also knew that since the Emperor had said so, it wouldn't be appropriate to refuse.
"Your subject thanks Your Majesty!" Wang Yongji hurriedly bowed to express his gratitude.
Hearing Wang Yongji's words, Zhu Yijun suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
However, in his heart, he secretly swore that if Li Biao didn't do well this time, he would definitely teach him a lesson.
Other people didn't know what kind of person Li Biao was, but Zhu Yijun was very clear about it.
The earliest batch of people in the Inner Factories could be said to be at the level of elders in the Inner Factories. They were the people who had established the Inner Factories.
If he disappointed him again, Zhu Yijun felt that he should just cripple the Imperial Bodyguard!
After waiting for Wang Yongji to leave, Zhu Yijun straightened his back and let out a sigh of relief. It had finally begun.
While the matter of the Law of Daming was in an uproar, Zhu Yijun's hand had begun to stretch towards the western suburbs.
Returning to the Tax Department, Wang Yongji received a report from his subordinate that the Commander of the Imperial Bodyguard, Li Biao, was requesting an audience.
This made Wang Yongji feel a lot more annoyed. Anyway, this time in the capital, it was very close to the palace. Wang Yongji had made up his mind that if the Imperial Bodyguard didn't meet the standards, he would go to the palace to impeach him.
He was still angry with Xing Shangzhi the last time, and just thinking about it made him afraid.
Although his self-restraint didn't allow him to curse out loud, he had long since cursed at Xing Shangzhi in his heart. He even had the intention to kill him.
Now, he wanted him to treat the Imperial Bodyguard nicely, but there was no way!