"It doesn't matter if the problem arises. No matter how big the problem is, it can be solved in a roundabout way. For example, I promise not to kill Daishan and Boluo, but once I make concessions on the issue of offering prisoners, these two people will face a situation of dying, otherwise the people in the capital will be in a state of uproar. If I break my promise and kill them, it will set an example for my subordinates who lack faith. How can I demand them with faith?"

——"Diary of Zhu Cixuan? The 19th Year of Chongzhen"

The purpose of Zhu Cixuan's diary was very simple, which was to write a "Practical Manual for National Governance" for future generations and descendants.

Emperor Taizong of Tang wrote "The Emperor's Model" to educate the prince, but Emperor Gaozong finally let the Wu family take over the world. The reason is that the imperial learning materials from ancient times to the present are only about principles and principles.

I can hear a lot of words, so what if I really do it? When facing the choice of interests, how should I choose rationally? These things cannot be learned from books, and can only be attributed to luck and personal understanding. If a good teacher is around me and I have a little understanding, my progress will definitely be much faster than those who only read books.

The qualifications of the temple may not be as good as those of the world's temple, but for the ministers, the temple is obviously more difficult to deal with. Why? It is obviously because he has teachers like Zhang Juzheng and Feng Bao!

Zhu Ciyang taught his son at most. If God gave him a few more decades of life, he could also teach his grandson. Who will teach his grandson's son? How to ensure the maximum intelligence and rationality of his descendants? Zhu Ciyang decided to leave a case teaching so that his descendants could see the actual use of the emperor's mind from his diary.

As for the life and death issues between Daishan and Boluo, in Zhu Cilang's eyes, it is like dust. As the actual helmsman of an empire, if he is entangled with one or two lives, it is stupid; if he is entangled with faith and righteousness, it is pedantic, but it is necessary to ensure balance in all aspects. He must always maintain an incentive state for his subordinates, and above the standards of the system, inspire them to have a positive sense of morality and honor.

Xiao Mo was made alone by Zhu Cilang, and soon the two of them rode out of the palace in casual clothes and went straight east.

In a pavilion five miles outside the city, Daishan and Boluo had already changed into Ming people's clothes, put on wigs and net towels, and had two bags beside them. They were the dry food and food they had returned to Liaodong.

"Since I have said that I won't kill you, I will let you go now." Zhu Cixuan said to these two enemies who have never died: "It's just that I'm looking for someone to replace you. I hope you don't have a big fanfare even if you return to Liaodong."

Dai Shan and Boluo knelt down and kowtowed, "I didn't expect that the King of Central Plains would be so loyal. After we return to Liaodong, we will definitely hide our names and never commit them again!"

Zhu Cilang nodded and said to the guards around him: "Give them the horses and let them go."

The guards gave up a path.

Daishan and Boluo did not dare to stay for a long time, for fear that the young prince would change his mind, so he quickly stood up and left.

Xiao Mo looked at the backs of the two, his heart churned, and said in Zhu Cilang's ear: "Your Highness, if you know that they are not dead, it is because your reputation is damaged!"

"I know those who accomplish great things are not limited to minorities." Zhu Cilang sighed, "There is no kindness of a woman. It's just that I ask you to surrender them. How can you compensate for your faith in it?"

Xiao Mo's whole body was as if it had been electricity. It took him a long time to come to his senses, but he saw Zhu Cixuan walking towards his mount. He chased after him for two steps and said loudly: "Your Highness, come when you are about to go!"

When Zhu Cilang turned around, Xiao Mo had already rushed to the side of the horse. He grabbed the reins with his hand, jumped and rode his horse away.

Zhu Cixuan looked at the direction Xiao Mo went and knew Xiao Mo's intention. After only a cup of tea, Xiao Mo came back with two bloody bags. The bag was what Zhu Cixuan brought to Dai Shan and Boluo and brought to him.

Xiao Mo put his head aside and knelt on one knee and said, "Your Highness! I will go against my orders and be willing to accept military law!"

Zhu Cixuan stepped forward slowly, helped Xiao Mo up, and said in a deep voice: "You protect my life on the battle formation, and now you protect my reputation. How can I punish you? This matter has never happened, and no one is allowed to mention it again!" Zhu Cixuan glanced at Min Ziruo behind him: "You go and clean it up yourself."

Min Ziruo clasped his fists and took people to deal with Daishan and Boluo's body.

Among the guards present, some people were not very talkative. After decades, they told their children and grandchildren about this anecdote, which became a widely circulated model of "the acquisition of the king and the ministers" in later generations.

Only after reading Zhu Cilang's diary, the crown prince, later generations, knew that Daishan and Boluo's dry food and coconut scoop had already been highly poisonous. This is why Zhu Cilang asked Min Ziruo to deal with it himself.

Moreover, even if the two were very cautious and refused to eat dry food and water, they could not escape the ambush from the Jinyiwei in front.

Even though Daishan and Boluo really returned to Liaodong like divine help, the assassination order of the Jinyiwei arrived one step ahead of them.

Of course, the ending is the best now.

...

Long before the First Division of the Guards returned to the capital, the Honglu Temple had informed all civil and military officials to take court robes and go to the Meridian Gate to celebrate the ceremony. This notice was also passed to the Huitong Hall - now the sign of the General Administration of Transportation has been hung.

Lin Zai-chung could only stand in a remote corner below the Meridian Gate as an escort to participate in the ceremony. Fortunately, Ambassador Cui, who was the first person in North Korea in Beijing, actually ate spoiled and diarrhea because of the hot weather, and was eventually sent to the hospital for treatment. So he was vacant for a morning visitor.

Lin Zaizhong was thus substituted and submitted to Honglu Temple for filing.

The Honglu Temple was originally determined based on the identity of envoys from various countries. According to principles, those with low positions should not be counted. However, the new Honglu Temple Minister was a little stubborn. After carefully looking at the diagram, he found that if one person was missing, the envoys of the Four Barbarians would not be arranged in neat squares.

This is really contrary to his aesthetic view. The more I think about it, the more I feel restless, just like a cat scratching his heart and lungs in his chest. So the Minister of the Honglu Temple finally made up Lin Zaizhong. Anyway, the two classes of North Korea and the Zhongren are no different from China.

Lin Zaizhong didn't know that there were such twists and turns, but was just ecstatic. Before dawn on the fifth day of the lunar month, he put on his most decent clothes, put on a new wide-eaves black veil hat, and waited at the gate of the General Administration of Transportation for officials from Honglu Temple to lead him to the Meridian Gate. In addition to the deputy envoy of North Korea, he also had envoys from Annan, Ryukyu and Siam.

The Annan Kingdom and the Siam envoy came to pay tribute to the local goods before the national change. Unexpectedly, China was in turmoil and was trapped in Beijing and could not return. It took three years to delay. After four years, the Ming Dynasty recovered Beijing, and they could have been a big deal. As for the Ryukyu envoys, they came from Fujian, and had been delayed in Fujian for three years.

As the first vassal state of China, the king was granted the title of prince and enjoyed the treatment of a prince, so his envoy stood in the middle of the front row. Lin Zaizhong secretly glanced at the envoys of Annan and Ryukyu. Seeing them looking excited and confused, a hint of contempt appeared in his heart: It is a wild country, and he has never seen the prestige of the country.

Before they could wait long, the officials of the Honglu Temple arrived and took them through Chang'an Street, walked through Chang'an Gate to the Forbidden City from the West Chang'an Gate, and all the way to the Meridian Gate Tower. Naturally, they could not watch the ceremony in the Meridian Gate Tower, but there was an independent area on the western city tower so that they could see the etiquette of prisoners below.

On the fourth day of the lunar month, the Inner Supervision Office had already set up a royal throne and a throne in the middle of the front pavilion in front of the Meridian Gate Tower. That was the seats of Chongzhen and Zhu Cilang.

On the morning of the fifth day of the lunar month, when the four barbarians arrived at the viewing platform of the west building of the Wumen Gate, the Jinyiwei began to set up a guard of ceremonies on the imperial road in front of the Wumen Gate, and arranged in the east and west. At a time, Chen Dale, the Jinfangsi, was at the south of the imperial road and facing the northwest.

When the sky was shining, the two praises from Honglu Temple also arrived at the position, standing in front of the Meridian Gate, facing each other from the east to the west.

During the morning court hours, Li Yuzhi and Qin Liangyu led two civil and military squads from the east and west Chang'an Gate to the ban, and under the guidance of the Honglu Temple's ritual officers to the civil and military officers' standing area, which was located south of the imperial road in front of the building. Then the civil officers were in the east and the military officers were in the west, standing towards each other.

"Why are we coming earlier than the prisoners?" Sun Chuanting stood behind Wu Qi and asked in a low voice.

Wu Yan was also a little surprised and said in a deep voice: "Honglu Temple knows." He paused and said: "It is better than when the Emperor and all officials were waiting outside the Donghua Gate during the Wu Temple."

As soon as the two whispered, the sound of iron armor and shackles came. Xiao Mo was wearing shiny mountain armor and leaning against the flag. He walked in front of him. Behind him, there were a row of eight-foot-tall men, each of whom was extremely powerful, and they were all selected from the First Division. As the generals of the prisoners, they stood on the west side of the Imperial Road, slightly south, and facing the north.

Most of the Tartar prisoners wearing marinated clothes were Meleezhen with two red flags, Niu Luezhen, etc., who were driven out of the soldiers with long spears to stand outside the soldiers' poles.

Li Banghua, the Censor of the Censorate, took Lu Bu from Xiao Mo, stood on the imperial road, waiting for the ritual and music to play.

At this time, Chongzhen had already taken Zhu Cilang to worship the Taimiao, returned to the Meridian Gate, and signaled to play music.

Xielulang raised his command, promoted the work, and compiled music.

Chongzhen and Zhu Cilang climbed the morning gate to take up their seats one after another.

The Honglu Temple praised the ceremony and knelt forward and said, "Please play the music of the caucus."

The emperor didn't have to say anything at this time, because Kaile had already played the "invitation" with the praise. Amid the Kaile, Xiao Mo, who offered prisoners, also led the soldiers to take the prisoners to the south of the Imperial Road and ordered them to kneel down. These prisoners thought that they would be spared from death after offering prisoners, and were quite cooperative and not noisy.

After Kai finished playing the music, he sang again: "Xuanlubu!"

Li Banghua stepped forward and heard the praises and singing: "Kneel and hold the scepter!" Then he inserted the scepter into his belt and knelt down to worship the sage.

"Xing." Chongzhen said loudly.

Li Banghua then stood up and took Lu Bu, traveled south from the Imperial Road to Xuan Lu Bu's position, and was appointed as the official of Xuan Lu Bu. Xuan Lu Bu was also the censor of the Censorate, and was chosen as the young and energetic person. Xuan Lu Bu received Lu Bu and showed off with Zhan Lu Bu and read it loudly. It all said that the Eastern Earls offended the Celestial Empire several times and finally got disaster. The crimes were unforgivable.

They were downstairs, but they used their fleshy voice to pass every word upstairs. Chongzhen's blood was so excited that it finally came to avenge his previous shame. (To be continued...)
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