Zhu Xu naturally knew Zhu Youjian’s idea, and this incident was also a test for him.

After pretending to think for a while, he looked up at Zhu Youjian and said, "Well, this matter should be managed by Wen Zhao Pavilion. Brother, you can do it."

Zhu Youjian felt relieved and said, "Abide by the order."

Zhu Xu smiled, tapped his fingers on the table, looked at King Jing and Fu Changzong, and suddenly said to Zhu Youjian: "Brother, my Ming Dynasty has a vast territory, with only fifteen provinces, which is too difficult to manage. I plan to split some major provinces. What do you think?"

This incident has been brewing in Zhu Xu's heart for a long time. Not to mention other places, just talking about Shaanxi/Xiang is even bigger than the three provinces of later generations, including Jiangsu/Su, An/Hui, Zhejiang/Jiang. Not to mention management, just disaster relief makes the court quite difficult.

Zhu Youjian didn't think about this, and thought for a while and said, "I think it's OK. After I go back, Wen Zhao Pavilion will discuss with the six ministries and the Governor's Council, and then report to the emperor."

Zhu Xu nodded and said, "Well, you have to hurry up on this matter."

Zhu Youjian was worried about Zhu Xu's taxes on wealthy families in his heart. He listened to Zhu Xu's words and raised his hand and said, "Yes, I'll leave."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was shocked!

If there were a few more provinces in the Ming Dynasty, not to mention how many more officials they would have, just talking about the governor of each province, the governor would be enough to break the head and fight, not to mention that he, a prime minister who has always been weak and wants to expand his power!

He looked up at Zhu Xu deeply, and turned around and left Wen Zhaoge with a nervous mood in his smile.

At the same time, in front of the Meridian Gate, Yuan Chonghuan, Wang Wensheng and others were pressed to the ground, with officials from the Ministry of Justice on both sides, waving thick sticks and hitting the buttocks of the five people hard.

The five people bit the cloth in their mouths, the blue veins were beating, and their heads were covered in cold sweat. Each stick made their bodies tremble. Their buttocks were already stained with blood. The prison official was expressionless and silently counting the sticks.

The surroundings were already filled with people watching the fun, and they were talking and talking.

"Isn't this Mr. Yuan? Why did he get beaten?"

"You don't know yet? Jiannu bypassed Liaodong and broke into the Great Wall. He abandoned the city and fled!"

"Oh, then we should fight, who are those people?"

"Hey, they are said to be under Duke Zhang, who disobeyed the military order and led their troops to fight with the Jiannu people!"

"This... was beaten too. I dare to fight with Jiannu. Isn't that a man of iron?"

"It's all disobedience, why not fight?"

“…”

"I want me to tell you, the few people who took the initiative to fight should be more fighting. If they run out when defending the city, think about the consequences..."

"Shh...you don't know yet? That, just the one next to Lord Yuan, is a clan relative, and I heard that it is still the emperor's cousin..."

"Really, are you fighting?"

"Here, there is a notice over there, and the charges are clearly written. If you can't get eighty-year-old sticks, you will be killed by a stick. If you have been killed, you will be exempted from all military positions..."

"This...is a bit heavy..."

"It's still heavy, because they don't know how many more people died, so they deserve it!"

The onlookers were watching the fun, and none of them really sympathized with anyone, and they just took a handful of melon seeds and ate them while watching.

I don’t know how long it took, but the prison officer looked at the notebook in his hand, holding a brush, and didn’t know what was recorded, and suddenly coughed.

Those who knew how to beat Wang Wensheng and others were still holding up the stick high. It was the same if they continued to fight, but their strength had been greatly reduced.

Wang Wensheng, who had been beaten for more than fifty sticks, twitched the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were red and whimpered a few times. I don’t know if it was excited or painful.

Cai Xiao would also come over, his heart was relieved, and he finally didn't have to die.

Peng Mingyang and Wang Canghai are the same. The pain in the butt has become much lighter, but the cold sweat on his head still can't be stopped.

Compared to them, Yuan Chonghuan was not so lucky. He hit him hard with one stick. He opened his eyes wide, gritted his teeth tightly, and the muscles on his face were thrusting and thrusting, thrusting hard.

He lay there in less than seventy sticks, without moving.

The executioner glanced at him, raised his stick, bent down to try Yuan Chonghuan's breath.

"Continue to execute the execution." The prison officer said expressionlessly.

The two officials quickly straightened up and continued to fight.

"This...is really killed..."

"I deserve it, but I deserve to kill the escapee!"

"Yes, keep fighting, don't stop!"

"If he hadn't escaped, there wouldn't have been so many people killed. It would have been a good fight!"

Some of the onlookers sympathize with others and are resentful, and they are all spectators after all.

Seeing that Yuan Chonghuan was already unconscious, Wang Wensheng was hit by a few times, blinked, and lay there motionless.

Cai Xiao moved the corner of his mouth, and he held his neck hard for a few times, and whimpered a few times, and was also "unconscious".

Peng Mingyang and Wang Canghai were not stupid, and they couldn't hold on one after another, and they all "fainted".

After eighty sticks, the execution officials looked at the breath of several people and said to the prison official: "Sir, Yuan Chonghuan has lost his breath, and the others are still alive."

The prison officer's eyes flashed, and he said with a blank expression: "Well, the execution is over, let the family members take it back."

After saying that, he walked towards an internal supervisor in front of the Meridian Gate, said a few words, and then led ten officials who were executing the execution and turned back to the Ministry of War.

The inner surveillance glanced at the distance and turned around and entered the palace.

"Tsk tsk, it's better for a young man. I've actually been through eighty sticks..."

"Yes, it's a pity for Yuan Chonghuan. I thought he could survive."

"I deserve to die. In the past few years, there were so many deserters and generals who fled, but not many killed..."

"Yes, it's just that I've killed less!"

The people in front of the Meridian Gate kept talking, and the people in the imperial study did not stop.

Zhu Xu looked at Fu Changzong and said, "Uncle, the emperor's brother's discussion will be discussed. The Ministry of Revenue cannot stop. Taking advantage of the opportunity of political reform, the Ministry of Revenue must make arrangements in various prefectures and counties to purchase excess grain from the people and store them in the top ten granaries. Don't care about silver, silver is dead, and grain is the lifeblood."

Zhu Xu told Fu Changzong about this matter, and Fu Changzong was also starting to make arrangements. Hearing this, he said: "Yes, the Ministry of Revenue is already stepping up the arrangements."

Zhu Xuheshou continued: "Also, industries that consume grain, such as wine making, need to be controlled. In short, we need to save food, and there are too many places to use grain in the future."

Fu Changzong responded and wrote down silently.

Zhu Xu's words are still continuing, "The Ministry of Revenue will take the lead in making arrangements for the purchase of people's grain. I will also let my brother use the Chamber of Commerce's relationship network to purchase from merchants on a large scale. I will let the governors and governors' yamen cooperate..."

Zhu Xu stopped talking for a while, took a sip of tea, turned his eyes to Prince Jing Zhu Luhu, and said, "The next work of the Governor General is to sort out our Ming Dynasty laws, start sorting out the relics and filling in the gaps. This is to be promulgated by the world. If there is not enough manpower, you can convene from the Hanlin Academy, the Government Affairs Council, or even the local government. It must be improved and not criticized by others..."

Zhu Luhu knew very well that the Governor General was not only the yamen for amending the law, but also the important yamen for enforcement. He raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "I obey the order!"

Sun Chengzong and others did not speak, but their hearts were as clear as a mirror. With the harshness of the laws during the Taizu period, let alone the disposal of corruption can cause the rebound of officials in the world!

However, they also knew that the emperor clearly wanted to use the repetition of the Ming Dynasty to reshape the Ming Dynasty. While they were worried, their expectations for the revival of the Ming Dynasty became increasingly fierce.

After Zhu Xu said this, he turned to Sun Chengzong, Sun Chuanting and others, and said in a deep voice: "The Ministry of War should reorganize military discipline, and disobedience will never be allowed to happen again! If there is another situation, not only the generals who lead the army, but also the officials of the Ministry of War will be punished together!"

Sun Chengzong and others were shocked and hurriedly raised their hands and said, "I obey the order!"

After talking for a long time, Zhu Xu asked the group of people to leave the imperial study room.

After they all left, Zhu Xu let out a sigh of relief. No matter what, the north can rest assured and concentrate on handling the internal affairs.

He habitually picked up the memoir on his right hand and was stunned as soon as he opened it.

This is Bi Ziyan's memorial. The opening page was impeaching Wei Zhongxian, saying that he killed too much in the south, and on average, officials of the fifth rank or above were killed or arrested every day. The people in the south were panic and officials were nervous.

Zhu Xu silently calculated the time. It has been more than a month since Wei Zhongxian went to the south, so it was time to call him back.

Zhu Xu continued to read, and Bi Ziyan also described in detail the progress of political reform in the south in detail later, which was better than expected. As an imperial envoy, plus the title of imperial tutor, Bi Ziyan participated in many large and small literary gatherings in the south, and was full of banquets and banquets. The quietness gradually stabilized the Southern Silin Group and did not have too much dissatisfaction with the court.

Zhu Xu nodded, put it aside, and then reviewed the memorial.

In Wen Zhao Pavilion, Zhu Youjian convened a meeting on the cabinet. When he finished talking about the tax collection, everyone was shocked and then kept silent.

Jiang Dejing, Qian Longxi, Zhou Yanru and others all frowned and looked alert.

The court has increased a lot of taxes in recent years, but has never collected taxes from wealthy families. However, the Jingyang Palace has brought out the Taizu law, which is the ancestral system. They have no way to refute it, but they cannot agree. The one who owns the most land acres is not others, but they are the officials like them. In the past two hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, how many officials are there? Who dares to collect taxes from them?

Only silent can be done.

Zhu Youjian didn't know that, and he didn't say anything when he saw him, and he said indifferently: "You think about this matter after you go back and think about it tomorrow. There is another thing that the emperor believes that the provinces are too large and are not conducive to the jurisdiction of the court. If you want to re-define the provinces, what do you think?"

Everyone's eyes lit up suddenly, and they realized at the first time that the Ming Dynasty would have countless more official positions, and they also had many disciples and grandchildren, so the friends and relatives could arrange them!

Jiang Dejing glanced at the others and said to Zhu Youjian: "Prince, the emperor agrees. With the territory of our Ming Dynasty, it is okay to draw out five more provinces, but the redrawing of provincial boundaries involves many, and it still needs to be discussed carefully, especially those local officials who have boundaries."

This incident caused the greatest damage to these officials.

Qian Longxi's heart jumped quickly and raised his hand and said, "Prince, please ask for an order to go out of Beijing to inspect the provinces, persuade all the governors and governors to cooperate with the court to re-platform."

Zhou Yanru frowned. Qian Longxi took the lead in such a good opportunity. After changing his mind, he also said: "Prince, this matter is of great importance. You might as well follow the disaster response yamen, set up a yamen to make unified plans."

Zhou Yanru's mind was very simple. When Qian Longxi went to the place, he controlled the capital and saw who could compete more!

Jiang Dejing was a little bit a little anxious, and thought to himself and said, "Prince, you need to be cautious in dividing the province. After I go back, I will make a picture and present it to the prince for reference."

Jiang Yongde also understood his words. He had the power of planning in the province. Why didn’t the officials from the border come to visit? Otherwise, one or two Fushu County Government would be assigned to others!

Zhu Youjian has been the prime minister for two years, and Aoyao also understood that he was very clear about these people, his expression became dark, and he said, "Let's do this for now."

After saying that, he got up and walked towards his class room.
To be continued...