Chapter 277: The post office and guesthouse are separated (I)

May 23.

Yang Jie got up not long after he was about to go to court. Today is the day to go to court again.

Wang Chengen whispered: "Your Majesty, the small turtle oil cabinet that Your Majesty ordered yesterday was already done. Fu Mingde, who was in the military battle, was waiting outside the palace with the craftsmen who made turtle oil cabinets."

Yang Jing was inexplicably surprised. He was almost dark yesterday and asked someone to send a message to him. He created it early this morning? Is this too fast? Didn’t you wake up? Yang Jing smashed himself in the head.

"No, big companion, so fast? It seems that I just told them to do it last night, and I will do it today?" Yang Jingwei was puzzled.

"Report to Your Majesty, I heard from Fu Mingde that this hot oil cabinet was made in small sizes in the early years, but it was useless, so I kept discarding it and left no one cared about it. Fu Mingde knew that His Majesty wanted to make a small hot oil cabinet, so he brought the small hot oil cabinet he had made before and asked His Majesty to take a look." Wang Chengen explained.

That's strange. I've used to produce small turmeric oil stocks. In other words, I used to have small turmeric weapons to burn pig hair? Yang Jingwei was puzzled.

"Forget it, I have to go to the morning court today. Let's talk about it after the morning court." Yang Jie planned to wait until the morning court was over.

"Sister to obey the order." Wang Chengen agreed.

The eunuchs carried their chariots and headed towards Taihe Gate in a mighty manner.

Taihe Gate Hall.

The ministers kowtowed and shouted the slogan "Long Live", followed by singing, and they were just about to dance, which would be comparable to the future pyramid scheme.

Yang Jie didn't see this formation for a few days, but he thought it was quite strange. When he had time, he had to get a dance for these guys. This is a complete pyramid scheme organization.

"Let's go flat." Yang Jie said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty..." The ministers answered in unison, then stood up and fought in turn according to their official ranks.

"What's the matter going to be reported today?" Yang Jingwei asked.

The chief minister Shi Fenglai first talked about some trivial matters. He is the chief minister, and no matter what, he is the first to speak. Therefore, if there is something wrong, this rule cannot be changed.

Yang Jie yawned when he heard this. He didn't have to go to the court for discussion to discuss these trivial matters. He could criticize them on weekdays. Now Yang Jie has a little understanding of state affairs. He knows which ones are important and which ones are not important. Those things need to be criticized immediately. Those things are nonsense, so it's fine to see them.

Just when Yang Jie was about to fall asleep, an official who Yang Jie didn't know reported: "Report to Your Majesty, I have something to do, I don't know whether to say it or not."

"Speak if you have anything to do." Yang Jing cursed in his heart. Isn't this nonsense? You said you had something to be reported, and you even asked me if I should say it. If you shouldn't say it, just stop playing it.

"Report to Your Majesty, Liu Mao, the Criminal Officer, reported to you that you would like to ask Your Majesty to issue an order to govern the post."

"What did you say? Station?" Yang Jie's originally heavy eyelids suddenly opened. He was shocked. Which fierce man is this? He actually got involved with Station? Isn't this his life? I asked in a frightened voice.

"Reply to Your Majesty, yes, the Criminal Department submitted a memorial to Liu Mao, who begged Your Majesty to rectify the post station." The minister replied with certainty.

New things are coming, and great things are coming. Yang Jie was excited as if he was injected with chicken blood. Oh! Oh! Oh! This post station was a famous word in the late Ming Dynasty! But an unknown thing! He only paid the post station a few days ago, and now someone has proposed to rectify the post station. What are you doing?

"Liu Mao? Is it? The Criminal Department's Criminal Department?" Yang Jing asked. Why is the name of Liu Mao so familiar? Think about it again, it seems that the famous decree station in history in the late Ming Dynasty proposed this name! Yang Jing's heart was not sure whether it was happy, frustrated, scared, or angry. Anyway, I really wanted to meet the founder of Li Zicheng.

"Report to your Majesty, yes."

"Where is Liu Maoke?" Yang Jie asked, and there seemed to be a kind of power in the dark, which made Yang Jie want to see this historical maker.

"Go back to Your Majesty, Liu Mao is a little official, he is a marquis outside the hall." Wang Chengen reminded in a low voice.

"Summon Liu Mao into the palace." Yang Jing's curiosity was very inflated. He was ready to see what Liu Mao looked like. History can be said to be created in his hands! A small action allowed him to leave his name in history.

"Summon Liu Mao into the palace." When he heard the emperor's words to summon people, the eunuch next to him immediately passed the order loudly.

After a while, someone led a small official in a green robe into the Taihe Gate Hall.

Yang Jie looked at this man carefully, looking about forty or fifty years old, wearing a green robe, black veil, and slightly fat. He looked like a rich man.

"Long live my emperor, the minister of the Criminal Department, Liu Mao tried his best to calm himself down.

After watching Yang Jie for a long time, this "master" in his forties and fifties was the founder of the famous Li Zicheng? After a while, he said: "Let's just flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Liu Mao stood up respectfully, lowered his head, and waited for the emperor to ask questions.

"Liu Mao? In that year were you a Jinshi?" Yang Jie has now developed a habit, so he first asks about other people's background.

"Go to your Majesty, I am a Jinshi for the 41st year of the God Ancestor." Liu Mao agreed carefully.

"Forty-one year of the God Ancestor?" Yang Jie knew that this God Ancestor probably talked about Wanli, but it was still a bit difficult to calculate how many years it has been since the 41st year of Wanli. He did not adapt to this method of chronology, so he turned to Wang Chengen.

Seeing the emperor looking at him, Wang Chengen whispered: "Your Majesty, the God Ancestor has been fifteen years now... Your Majesty can remember Zhou Yanru, the deputy imperial envoy who provided disaster relief, who was the top scholar at that time."

He was in the same rank as Zhou Yanru? He was an official for fifteen years, or a seventh-rank official? Zhou Yanru now has served as the deputy imperial envoy for disaster relief, as the minister of the minister, and Zhang Jiude, who was also the deputy imperial envoy with him, had the title of Minister of Works. Liu Mao's official career is not unusual! Yang Jing remembers that the Jinshi started as a seventh-rank official! It seems that he was from the seventh-rank official in his career. Doesn't this mean that this guy has been working for more than ten years and has not moved a step? Thinking of this, Yang Jing looked at this rich and handsome official in his forties and fifties. Who is this person? He was either too honest, too ignorant, or too ignorant of the world, or he was a 25-year-old idiot.

It is probably impossible to be able to pass the Jinshi exam and be an idiot, so it can only be too honest and do not understand the worldly ways.

"Liu Mao, I ask you, did your memorial say about the post station? How are you planning to do the post station?" Yang Jing stopped talking nonsense and asked the most core thing directly. If you say you are deregistered, then just don't be an official, and go home to hold your grandson. Yang Jing will not dare to touch that string now.

"Report to Your Majesty, I think that today, about seven or eight out of ten are trapped in post stations, and only two out of ten are used for official business, and eight out of ten are used for private affairs... I think, your Majesty, it's time to rectify the post station..." Liu Mao replied calmly.

"You mean to rectify the station, not to eliminate it?" Yang Jingwei was afraid that he would misunderstand the words, so he called the revocation a rectification. This is different from the history!

"Reply to Your Majesty, yes, the post station is full of bad policies and wastes money and food... Didn't Your Majesty allocate a lot of money to the post station a few days ago? His Majesty's original intention was to allocate these money to the post station to reward the post station to convey military information. The hard work of official documents was given by Your Majesty's special reward for pitying the post station. However, as far as I know, most of this money was not used on the post station's post station's post station's post station's post station's post, and most of them were used for private matters of welcoming and sending. His Majesty's silver and money were used even before leaving the capital, and it was not used at all. Therefore, I beg Your Majesty to issue an order to rectify the post station." Liu Mao continued to answer intently. The words were not loud, but the information revealed here made Yang Jing feel cold.

When Yang Jie heard the words of this little official, he felt that snowflakes fell from the sky and his body became cold. The Ming Dynasty said that it was a bad thing to eliminate the post station. He was originally sensitive to this area. Now that the founder of Li Zicheng talked about the post station in front of him, Yang Jie felt cold all over his body. When he heard what the founder of Li Zicheng said, his heart was even colder. He allocated the money and spent most of it before leaving the capital. In other words, his good wish to pay Li Zicheng was shattered and he finished it for these bureaucrats. The money was not used on the post station, but filled the hole for public instruments and private use.

"Ah... Qiu..." Yang Jie sneeze and burst out. After touching it again, damn, the blue nose was cold. Yang Jie cursed in his heart, these miscellaneous people are really not doing good things! From being afraid of the founder of Li Zicheng to now, it has become a hatred for the bureaucratic class.

"Your Majesty, is it important?" Wang Chengen asked hurriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yang Jie felt that his whole body was particularly cold, as if he had been thrown into the refrigerator. It was May and June! But it was a serious summer! He was so cold that he was so cold by the actions of these bureaucrats.

"Liu Mao, I ask you, you said you should rectify the post station, how do you plan to rectify it?" Yang Jie felt a little relieved when he saw that this guy was not saying that he would eliminate the post station. He was going to see what he was going to say. The hole in this post station was too dark. He threw 100,000 taels of silver, but he didn't hear it. Even if he threw more money in the future, he would probably not have any bubbles. His naive thoughts were to pay Li Zicheng and tell him not to rebel. He was afraid he was very stupid and naive! Yang Jie felt that maybe, this post station should be moved, so he wouldn't say it.

If you are discharged or laid off, you should think of some other solutions. At least, you must be able to increase your salary to Li Zicheng and others. Otherwise, even if you want to interfere in history, there is no good way! Yang Jing would never do this. How can you explain this? An emperor gave money to an in-house guard? Yang Jing saw that this guy who had been working for more than ten years and had not made any progress in his career, he felt that this guy had some ideas and decided to ask. Perhaps, he was missing a knife and moved the hole in the in-house station.

"Report to Your Majesty, I think that the purpose of rectifying the post station is nothing more than to curb the ** and save the expenses of the court. Therefore, I suggest that the post and the post are separate. The post is the post, which specializes in conveying military information and official documents; and the post is to receive passers-by. The post is the inn, not a standing station. Therefore, this post means to receive passers-by... After the diversion, the post is still managed by the Ministry of War, while the post is managed by the Ministry of Rites. The post shoulders the heavy responsibility of conveying military information and official documents. Therefore, I suggest that the court can still provide wages to the court, just like the official army, and even give higher food and salary than ordinary official army, so that the entire Majesty can treat the post guards with the heart of the post guards with the local government, and the court will subsidize a part of the annual subsidy..." Liu Mao expressed his plan.

Yang Jing nodded constantly. Liu Mao was very different from what he said in history. I don’t know what happened. This character should have appeared later and was also about the elimination station. But now, this guy’s appearance time is ahead of schedule. Although the content is related to the elimination station, it is not about elimination stations, but about separation stations, post stations are divided, post stations are returned to posts, and stacks are returned to posts. This proposal has attracted Yang Jing. It is said that Li Zicheng was a postman, but now the Ming Dynasty has no separation between postman and entertainment. Li Zicheng can be said to be a postman. In fact, it can also be said to be a guest house, because the two functions of postal and entertainment were merged together in the late Ming Dynasty. And the postal bureau and guest house in the future are definitely two units.

Since the money I threw into the post station didn't even cost a lot, then I'm afraid I'd be stupid if I threw it in. Yang Jing calculated that he wanted to stabilize Li Zicheng and others and stabilize the postal system. Indeed, the postal bureau and the guesthouse scored the home.

"You all, please tell me your own opinions." Yang Jingwei had a little idea in his mind and decided to see what the ministers meant.

Many ministers also knew about this in advance. Liu Mao was an extremely dissatisfied person. He even wrote a book on the memorials of everyone. He used the post station to get the advantage of the public. Everyone was doing it. He was very rude to this person, but he was very rude to him. No matter what, others were born as a Jinshi, and the seventh rank was already low enough. Others did not make any big mistakes. Could they even get an eighth rank Jinshi?

Many people were also worried. The emperor gave the money a few days ago, but he spent most of the money he could actually get from the capital. There were only a few pieces of money he could actually get from the hands of the postmen in the world. Seeing someone exposing this matter, I couldn't feel a little nervous.

Yang Jie's eyes turned around and no one spoke.

"Shi Feng comes, you are the chief assistant, you can talk first." Yang Jing hates these bureaucrats for being shameless, dark, ruining their own affairs, and killing their own lives. He hates them so much that they are itchy, but there is no good way. It is not a day since the freezing of ice. It is impossible for him to reverse the corruption in one fell swoop and make everyone live Lei Feng.

"Report to Your Majesty, I think it is a good thing to separate the post station. The post station is welcomed and sent to the public. It is costly to occupy the silver and money that should have belonged to the post station horsemen, resulting in poor military information and official documents transmission. If it is separated, strengthen the management of the post station and improve the food and salary of the post station horsemen, I believe that the military information will be smoother and more timely." Shi Fenglai did not dare to mention that the officials were greedy for the emperor's money, and instead started to split the post station, the post station's advantage in conveying official documents was considered to be following the emperor's words.

"Yes, Shi Aiqing, it's reasonable. My original plan was to be polite to convey military information. The postmen and groom who were in charge of official documents were not to fill that pit. I knew the hole that came to the post station and sent it to him. But I didn't expect it to be so serious. Since that's the case, it would be better for the post station to be divided into families, the post station and the Ministry of War. It is a type of soldier, and it is an elite soldier. The food and salary should be taught to teach ordinary soldiers to be high. The food and salary will be directly allocated by the court. If the court gives insufficient supplies, I will make up for it. The purpose is to make the military information of our court. The speed of the official documents will be large.

To improve, in recent years, the military situation outside the pass and the drought in the north have always been needed to convey a large number of letters of exchange. We must strengthen the speed of conveying military information and official documents. As for the inn, I mean that the inn is in. After the separation, the inn will still be managed by the local governments, and will be responsible for the accommodation of people traveling along the way. Part of the money will be allocated by the court, part of the local government, part of the accommodation personnel will be responsible for themselves, and the inn itself can also be responsible for the post office. In this way, it will save the court and the local prefectures and counties a lot of expenses. What do you think?"

Yang Jing now also saw the benefits of splitting the post station. What he wanted to appease was Li Zicheng, and what he wanted was to increase the speed of military information and official documents. As for the guesthouse that was food and drink, it would be better to be divided earlier. The imperial staff of the court with public funds became a public unit, and raised some funds on its own can be considered in line with the future.

Everyone looked at me, I saw you, and I didn’t know how to answer the emperor’s words. This matter should have been opposed for everyone’s interests, but the reasons for opposition were very far-fetched. Besides, the 100,000 taels of silver from the emperor were drowned out by everyone, and the emperor did not say anything about the prosecution. If he stood up, the emperor would pursue the 100,000 taels of silver, who would bear it? Who would have nothing to do after he was full?

So, amid the crowd of waiting and hesitation, the emperor spoke again.
Chapter completed!