Chapter 825: Corruption in the military election must be dealt with

The emperor led his troops outside, and there was a constant stream of news along the way. Tongzhou, Sanhe, Jizhou, Zunhua... the army marched eighty to a hundred miles every day, and reported their movements and stops to Empress Dowager Zhang of Renshou Palace. And the world

Major events are summarized by the six ministries of the cabinet and dispatched by fast horses.

The newspaper office is here. Although Zhu Zhanji was not the emperor who wanted to kill people because a memorial was not delivered, and there was no prince in the country, Yang Shiqi, who had experienced this kind of thing in five dynasties, naturally would not neglect it, and at the same time he had to take care of it.

In charge of the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Husbandry, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of War in the absence of the chief official.

Since Yang Shiqi believed that the person in charge of the Ministry of Personnel should be selected with qualifications and the ability to convince the public, he did not approve of Guo Jing taking over as Minister. Therefore, Guo Jing is still acting as the Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Personnel. With Jian Yi absent, Yang Shiqi

There were a lot of doubts about him, so he became more cautious

Yiyi, since today is the day of the bi-monthly general election, except for the ministers and cabinet bachelors who were specially appointed by special decree, the rest of the officials were nominated by the officials of the official department. The officials were so busy that they couldn't touch the ground.

Guo Jing, who knew she was underestimated, even had no time to eat.

Compared with Guo Jing's trepidation in the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Zhang Yue is very calm - even though he is twice as young as Guo Jing, it is also the election period of the Ministry of War. Even though he was not in charge of the Military Selection Department originally, Zhang Yue followed Zhu Zhan

As soon as Ji left, he would naturally have to start things here.

Since he was in charge of the affairs of the Ministry of War, he didn't have time to go home every day. When he had nothing to do, he would go back to the Yamen. When something happened, he had to sleep in the Yamen for one night.

In addition to providing firewood, charcoal, rice and grain, when he was not home, the family had to send food, clothing, silver, bone charcoal, etc. to the Yamen.

In the evening of that day, because the first-level list of governors and generals recommended by the Five Governments and the first-level list of local commanders were sent up, and there were some miscellaneous matters to be discussed at the court meeting tomorrow, although Zhang Yue had no choice but to

He had no choice but to send someone back to report that he would not go back that night and would stay at the Yamen. However, when the lamp was being held after dinner, someone reported outside that Hu Qianhu wanted to see him.

Zhang Yue originally thought that Hu Qi was talking about the affairs of the Tartars or the slaves. After all, the emperor was patrolling the border. Who knew that after Hu Qi came in to attend the ceremony, he only mentioned a few words about the scene in the north. After hesitating for a moment, he said:

"If you have time tomorrow, sir, you might as well take the time to visit the small school grounds in the western suburbs of the capital. The Military Selection Department will host the annual hereditary officer test."

"Is there something you can't just say?"

"My lord, please forgive me. I have always been looking at the north and not paying attention to this end. Now I just heard some gossip, saying that this competition is just a formality, and it is worse every year. But this is just hearsay, not as good as your lord."

It’s clear when you see it with your own eyes.”

Knowing that Hu Qi is a smart person, he would definitely not really listen to the wind or rain coming to him. Zhang Yue immediately looked through tomorrow's schedule, and finally found that there was still a little free time in the morning, so he immediately decided to go to the primary school tomorrow.

Look. Seeing that Zhang Yue had agreed, Hu Qi didn't dare to stay any longer, so she got up and left in a hurry.

According to the newly established rules at the beginning of Xuande, except for the three major battalions of the capital, the commanders of the five military governors, the ministers, and the superiors of the Jinyi Guards Hall, etc., are all recommended by the five government councils and then left to the selection of the ministry. As for the middle and lower ranks,

Hereditary officers and so on are not so troublesome. The annual competition does not even require a hall official, only the chief officer can decide it with one word.

This day is the annual competition for military meritorious service disciples who are over 20 years old. Early in the morning, many people wearing coats and coats have gathered on the small school grounds in the western suburbs of the capital. Looking at the small place, one can see at a glance,

All I saw were black heads, colorful clothes, and various accents. It was like a vegetable market.

However, although it is said that they are the styles and colors designated by the emperor during the Hongwu period, the coats worn by these young people are different. The wealthy ones use cocoon silk lined with thick cotton; the poor ones wear coarse homespun cotton cloth with patches.

There are also a lot of people adding patches. There are small groups of people who don’t know each other, plus the vendors who take advantage of this opportunity to do business every year. Naturally, the place is crowded, and if you are not careful, your shoes will be stepped on.

Even good clothes will have a few black handprints on them.

This was noisy for a while, and a member of the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War and a chief officer arrived belatedly. After sitting down, the two of them did not hesitate and started to sign up. At this time, the place where there had been noisy was quiet.

After a while. As the top official announced his name, the person who was called came forward to attend the ceremony, and then practiced bow and horse weapons.

There are a total of more than 200 people who have reached the age of 20 and come to inherit military positions. They range from the general flag to the commanding officers. They are inspected one by one from high to low. Among them, only 12 are trying to ride archery horses.

There were only about twenty people practicing swords and guns. The rest came forward to salute and then reported the names of their fathers and ancestors. They said a few words and then went aside to deal with the matter of the attack.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Yue, who was standing by the stalls not far away, frowned more and more. He happened to bump into Zhang Yue and his group at the city gate, so Fang Jing, who had followed to join in the fun, couldn't help but complain in a low voice.

"Most of the people on the stage have very little martial arts skills, and there are others who haven't even touched a weapon, and they still want to inherit the military position?"

"I thought that with the new method of consideration, military succession would be much stricter, but I didn't expect that it would still be like this. If I hadn't taken a look at it on a whim, I would have ignored this. If this was the case,

The general election can be passed with just a few kowtows, so why bother with a military election once a year and just give away the official positions one by one?"

Although the discussion between the two was not loud, there was still a middle-aged hawker who was familiar with this business and saw that they were here to see the fun, so he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Two officials are here to see the excitement.

Lively? In fact, this election is the most boring one. There is no need for new officials to compete at all. Old officials only need to pay a few dollars to compete! Anyway, there are not many battles nowadays. Even if there is a real fight, the court will always have hundreds of thousands of troops.

, even trampling on it will kill people. Once you get a military position and plant a few acres of land, you can live a good life."

Fang Jing saw Zhang Yue's ugly face, so he followed the hawker's tone and asked, "Then the Ministry of War doesn't care?"

"Then what's there to do? If you really remove someone, you'll offend him to death! They're all insignificant officers, so why not turn a blind eye? That officer at the Ministry of War, Mr. Zhang, you guys

I don’t know? He was a famous man with outstanding merits. This time he was not included in the chariot. Isn’t it because he was serious about his work and offended people? I heard that he set the rigorous examination for this officer, but others said that he followed it, but in fact it was not.

How could he know if he did it!"

What he said made Zhang Yue's face become more and more gloomy. It was not that he didn't know the meaning of deception, but he never thought that it would be so serious. He recognized the two officers of the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War, and they seemed to

He was serious about his work, but he was slacking off on this. It was easy to imagine that it was either due to the rules or there was something fishy about it. For a moment, he was too lazy to read any more, and nodded to Hu Qipeng Shisan and others who were following him, and simply

Get on the horse and get ready to go.

Seeing that Zhang Yue was about to leave without saying a word, Fang Jing quickly caught up with him, rushed forward to stop him, and then said: "Third brother, if you just leave like this, wait until the results of today's competition come out.

It would be troublesome to turn over. I know you don't want to make a big deal out of the matter in person, and don't want others to interfere in the affairs of the Ministry of War, but no matter what, you have to let the two of them know. It's better for me to come over.

How about sending me a message?"

Zhang Yue originally held his breath and planned to ask Chai Che, the doctor of the Military Selection Department, after returning to the Ministry of War. At this time, after Fang Jing reminded him, he suddenly realized that Chai Che Jiushi Military Department was headed by the Chief of the Military Selection Department.

Later, he was transferred among other doctors and foreign ministers. It took a long time. Due to his arrogant personality, his relationship with his colleagues and subordinates was extremely cold. However, he was still harmonious while working with him. As far as he knew, that should not be the case.

A negligent person. If he had asked about this directly, Chai Che would probably be no less shocked than he was. So, after pondering for a moment, he nodded to Fang Jing.

"Okay, you go and send a message. The martial arts competition is a national event, not a child's play... Wait, you told him that I was very dissatisfied after watching the competition, and I went back angrily. Ask him if it is like this this year or not.

It’s like this every year.”

Zhou Ping'an, a member of the martial arts department who came to preside over this year's competition, and Shang Yong, the chief officer, both had junior qualifications in the Ministry of War. The former was appointed from outside Zhizhou because of his excellent performance and the recommendation of some fellow villagers in the same year, so he was transferred to the top position of the Ministry of War.

It was the powerful Wu Xuan Department; the latter was the person in charge who had completed the Shujishi Examination three years ago. Since the doctor in charge of Chai Che was the commander-in-chief of the Five Prefectures and the Capital, this competition had been going on for three consecutive years.

They are the two hosting it.

In the first year, I was still a little worried. Now, after three years, I have already mastered the trick of muddling through the false stories. Now that the sun is in the sky, Zhou Ping'an doesn't even look at the young man who is riding a horse and shooting. He is minding his own business.

He turned to Shang Yong and said, "How many others are there?"

"There are only seven or eight left."

"It's really troublesome to live like this every year like a revolving door! The world is peaceful and they have received the emperor's favor. If Grandfather Taizu is still here, how can he tolerate such laxity?"

Shang Yong lowered his head to look at the book, and saw those names on it. He breathed a sigh of relief, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Those nobles only care about their own glory, and don't think about the military and political affairs below.

Now that they are like this, how can they speak louder in the future? If you and I hadn't joined the Martial Arts Department, we wouldn't know these old rules. If they are sparse, they will be sparse. If they make trouble, they will have a headache..."

As he was talking, he saw a close confidant winking at the other side, and immediately waved someone to come up. Just as he was about to ask what was going on, the man bowed and said: "Executive member Zhou, Shang is in charge. There is a person outside, saying

I came here on orders from Young Sima, and I want to see you two immediately."

Most of the junior officials in the Ministry of War Yamen came from the market, but they used another formal way of calling court officials. Shang Yong only got used to it after he joined the Ministry. When he heard the word "Shao Sima", he immediately

He immediately asked: "Is it Zhang or Feng?"

"It's Mr. Zhang."

As soon as he heard it was Zhang, Shang Yong's expression changed immediately. He looked at Zhou Ping'an and quickly ordered someone to come over. At this time, the two of them paid no attention to the competition in the field, but it was just announced by the scribes.

They didn't even look at the young disciples. After a while, they saw a young man wearing a half-worn azurite cocoon shirt walking over under the guidance of a slave. Zhou Ping'an was in Beijing.

The person looks familiar, I vaguely remember meeting him, but I can't recall it for the moment.

"Fang Jing has met Zhou Yuanwai, Shang is in charge." Fang Jing is a judge after all, and when he met the two of them, he just bowed to each other, and then he said bluntly, "Master Zhang just finished watching the competition. I don't want this annual competition to be...

The situation is like this, so I have gone back. He sent me to ask you two, I wonder if it is like this this year or every year?"

Just now, we were jokingly talking about the quality of these young officers today, but when Fang Jing asked this question, Zhou Ping'an and Shang Yong all turned pale. The officials in the capital were poor, and high-ranking officials like Gu Zuo and Yang Shiqi were still charging commissions as a reward.

Unwritten rules, not to mention low-level officials like them? The Martial Arts Division hosts competitions and general elections every year, plus other inputs. In a private word, the bachelors are not replaced. When Zhang Yue took office as the new official

The two of them were still a little worried, but seeing Zhang Yue just hugging Zifangsi and Arsenal, their courage came back.

The so-called Geng Jie Chaiche didn't even see through this deal. How could Zhang Yue pay attention to this stall if he didn't care about it? But now this man actually said that Zhang Yue was already here, and even asked such a question that made them frightened!

"You said you are here to deliver a message for Mr. Zhang. Where are Mr. Zhang and the others?" Shang Yong supported the table with his hands and leaned forward slightly. He had already made a calculation in his mind, "This is the important place for the military competition.

, you, an outsider, dare to break in without any credentials?"

Zhou Ping'an was startled by Shang Yong's stern question. At this moment, he had already remembered who the young man in front of him was. When he was about to remind him, Shang Yong suddenly pointed at the man and shouted: "

Someone, take this daring guy out and don’t let him disturb today’s competition!”

Fang Jing didn't expect such an ending. When he was stunned, he was hit in the back of the head, and his vision suddenly went dark. The Zaoli next to him immediately came up and carried him away, but he looked like he was being helped.

Let's go. Faced with this sudden change, Zhou Ping'an felt his head go numb. When he was knocked down, he looked at Shang Yong in shock and anger: "What are you doing!"

"What are you doing? Lao Zhou, you haven't heard of Butcher Zhang's reputation, right? He's been tossing around all these years, but he's lost a lot of heads. In front of him, let's not get away with just the old rules.

It’s okay to take off the skin of this official body, but don’t cause trouble to have the skin of this human body taken off too!” Shang Yong stared at Zhou Pingan as he spoke, and said word by word, “This guy said that Zhang Yuanjie has left.

Yes, it doesn’t matter if he’s here, but if he’s not here… there are officers on the small campus right now, and things are good for you and me!”

Although he was older than Shang Yong in seniority and age, facing Shang Yong at this time, Zhou Ping'an didn't know what to say. It took him a long time before he asked stupidly: "What are the advantages?"

"Don't worry about it... just sit here and watch me!"
Chapter completed!