Ganqing Palace.

Young Emperor Zhu Youxiao and young queen Zhang Yan were sitting around the fire.

Although the two have already shared a bed with each other.

But the two met for the third time at this time, and they were not familiar with each other, so they were naturally a little unfamiliar and cramped.

"Although my father was just a scholar and never won the imperial examination, he was always the most popular person in the village, and the villagers obeyed his words. Therefore, if anyone had disputes, he had to rely on him to uphold justice, if anyone had a marriage and funeral, he had to preside over etiquette, if anyone had a road, he had to preside over digging, if he had a road, he had to preside over digging, if the official went to the village, he had to contact him. Even if someone had an injustice, he had to write a lawsuit for the villagers. Therefore, after my father left his hometown with his concubines, the villagers couldn't bear to leave him, and said that everyone would not know how to live in the future."

Because Zhu Youxiao took the initiative to ask the queen to tell her family's situation, Zhang Yan sat aside and started talking.

Zhu Youxiao listened carefully and said slightly: "Ling Zun is a poor scholar. Even if it is just a whole world, he is not a person, but he is an important person for a village."

"That's right, Your Majesty, the villagers say more, it's better to have no county magistrate in the yamen than to have a fair husband. Even if the county magistrate wants to collect taxes, grains and labor service, he has to rely on the help of the husband or master in the village, otherwise he will not succeed."

Zhang Yan started talking.

Zhu Youxiao fell silent. After a while, he looked at Zhang Yan's beautiful figure and said, "So, Ling Zun left your hometown, and your hometown will be in chaos from now on, and the court cannot control your villagers anymore?"

Zhang Yan pursed her lips, turned her round eyes, and then turned around and glanced at Zhu Youxiao. She seemed to be thinking about the profound meaning of the emperor's question.

Zhang Yan thought about it and replied: "If there is no one else who can replace my father, it is indeed the case. But it is not easy to produce a scholar in the village. Even if it comes, most of them want to make a fortune. They either go to the city to join the houses of officials and will not come back to help the villagers, or go to the city to climb the high branches of officials and then go back to the countryside to become kings and dominates. Therefore, there are few scholars who are willing to stay in the village and help the villagers. Therefore, it is important that the villagers love and are reluctant to leave."

Zhu Youxiao smiled and found that marrying a civilian woman as a queen was actually quite helpful for him to grasp the first information at the grassroots level.

"What do you say about those who have become kings after returning home? Let me tell you in detail."

Zhu Youxiao asked Zhang Yan again.

"Your Majesty, you don't know that some villages are just like this. For example, in the village of Tonghe in our village, their Tu Xianggong married Luan Daotai's daughter, so after returning home, they bullied the villagers with the government, and forced the villagers to pay dozens or even hundreds of times more taxes every year until they were allowed to sell their land at a low price. Later, the fields in that village became Tu Xianggong's family."

Zhang Yan started talking.

After hearing this, Zhu Youxiao looked solemn and said to himself: "It seems that the Ming Dynasty needs to cultivate more scholars who can manage the people of the countryside and villages for justice, but also have to control more scholars who are the local emperors and dominate the countryside, especially those who collude with local tyrants and governments. After all, the government's control power at the grassroots level is not enough, and education investment is not enough! The quality of grassroots governance is linked to the personal moral standards of local gentry! If there are several or even a dozen scholars in a village, they can control each other. Heng and Supervision! However, it is also a problem for people to refuse to stay in their hometown after they become successful. To solve the problem, they can only increase the basic official position, strengthen the court's control over the grassroots, break the old rules of imperial power not going to the countryside, and use power and generous treatment to make some scholars stay in their hometown to serve the grassroots. In addition, in the future, a system that only scholars who are willing to contribute to the foundation can be promoted to high-ranking officials in the court. The prime minister must start from the state department, and the strong generals must be born in the army. They should pay attention to the officials, rather than just like now, they are still in the Qingliu rule and Hanlin discussing military affairs."

"His Majesty?"

Zhang Yan glanced at Zhu Youxiao at this time.

But when she saw Zhu Youxiao fall into deep thought, she didn't say anything anymore, just sat aside, allowing those who served her to comb her hair.

Zhu Youxiao was called back to his senses by Zhang Yan's soft voice, and then said "um" and only looked at Zhang Yan's hair.

Zhang Yan noticed that Zhu Youxiao was staring at her, so she pursed her red lips tightly. The dimples were slightly exposed, and there was a little redness on her cheeks. Her long black hair fell from Qu Mei's figure like a waterfall, swaying in the air, swaying in the air, swaying in the fragrance.

Zhu Youxiao also took all this and suddenly felt a sense of spring. He couldn't help but lift his eyes up and saw Zhang Yan's jade neck and the white skin hidden in the gauze under the jade neck.

For a moment, Zhu Youxiao felt uncomfortable all over, picked up the memorial book beside him and put it down. Finally, he simply got up and went to the imperial bed, lay on the bed first, and took the initiative to remove his outer robe.

Because he can't see anything now, he just feels very hot.

After finishing combing his hair, Zhang Yan still sat by the stove, holding her cheeks, looking at Zhu Youxiao, and blinked: "Your Majesty, are you sleepy?"

Zhu Youxiao had to say, "Come up! It's time to do serious things!"

Zhang Yan suddenly opened her phoenix eyes wide, her lips tightly pursed, her eyes drooped, she looked at the ground, fiddled with her fingers, and her brows frowned: "Do you have to do serious business with Your Majesty? Can Your Majesty be kind to not do serious business today?"

"Can't!"

Zhu Youxiao replied very seriously and was in a hurry to get up and pull Zhang Yan over.

Zhang Yan begged timidly: "Can Your Majesty be gentle?"

Zhu Youxiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and smiled slightly on his serious face, and said softly: "Yes, come here!"

Then Zhang Yan got up and dragged her long and straight black hair over, and then lay obediently next to Zhu Youxiao.

Zhu Youxiao also breathed rapidly, staring at the top of the bed with great energy.

I promised to leave as soon as the lights were turned off.

Zhu Youxiao turned over without being honest, climbed onto the queen, and started gnawing.

...

The next day.

Zhu Youxiao still woke up before Zhang Yan, but this time, he did not frown, but just smiled, secretly kissed Zhang Yan's white forehead, and then got up agilely and got out of bed, asking him to agree to serve him to change his clothes and wash.

"Tell everyone below to whisper, the queen is still sleeping."

For a moment, Zhu You proofreaded Wang Chengen and suddenly gave this sentence, and then went to exercise.
Chapter completed!