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The first thousand two hundred and forty-four chapters guards

When he entered the Ministry of Rites, he first went to pay homage to Yan Na, and then simply handled it. He had almost no work, so he went to Li Chunfang's duty room. When Li Chunfang saw Luo Xin coming in, he hurriedly stood up and said:

"I'm here, hurry up and have a cup of hot tea."

Luo Xin rubbed his hands, then took the teacup, held it in his hand and warmed it, looking at Li Chunfang and said:

"Brother Li is not busy today!"

"When winter comes, our Ministry of Rites will not be busy. By the way, the Ministry of War, which was originally nothing this year, is in a state of turmoil."

"Oh, are you talking about disarmament?"

"Well, how do you think about this?"

Luo Xin sighed in his heart. Although this matter has nothing to do with Luo Xin, the person who brought up this proposal has something to do with Luo Xin.

The person who caused this matter was nothing but Hai Ruihai Pen Holder.

If Luo Xin had not been Luo Xin, Hai Rui would still be in the prison at this time. He would not be released until Emperor Jiajing died and King Yu ascended the throne. However, during the disaster relief year before, Luo Xin took Hai Rui out of the prison and appointed him in charge of disaster relief. When the disaster relief was over, he would naturally reward him according to merits and Hai Rui became the imperial envoy.

Now the Ming Dynasty has established a unique system of garrisons: the emperor monopolized military power, and established garrisons in important places across the country, and the military personnel have successively been successively, and the supplies and farming relied on military farms. This system played a huge role in maintaining the centralized rule of the Ming Dynasty's monarchy. The number of troops is more than 2.7 million.

However, this kind of military system has now become corrupt. Where can these so-called soldiers still have combat power? They have become farmers who farm, and the fields they have stationed are divided up by officials. Those soldiers cannot eat every day.

It can be said that this ward system has become a cancer of the Ming Dynasty.

During the disaster relief process, because at that time, when Luo Xin was exterminating the bandits, he witnessed the incompetence, greed and ruffianity of the soldiers in the garrison. Such soldiers were not profitable to the country at all, and the officials had a serious vacancies. It would be nice to have 1,000 people in a garrison with 5,000 people.

Millions of silver were spent on the Ming Dynasty every year, but the ward was becoming more and more deteriorating.

Hai Rui had long been disgusted with it, but he had never found an opportunity. Now he has been promoted to the right deputy censor of the Censorate, which has given him the opportunity.

It took him a month to write a memorial to disarmament. This memorial was made public by Emperor Jiajing, which instantly caused an uproar.

This memorial lists the current decay of the garrison, the soldiers have no combat power, and the military officers are empty-handed, and it is recommended that the Ming Dynasty disarmament be dismissed.

In fact, who among the big masters of the Ming Dynasty did not know the current decay of the Wei Institute?

Everyone knows it, and even Emperor Jiajing knows it.

But there is no solution, and if one is not solved well, it will cause turmoil in the Ming Dynasty. It is not that the disarmament can be disarmament by casual disarmament. You must place the people who have been laid off, right? If you do not place them well, these people may become bandits, and the world's turmoil begins.

Hai Rui raised questions in his memorial and proposed a disarmament plan to solve the problem of corruption in the garrison, but did not give the people who were resettled. This is a very serious problem. Emperor Jiajing did not have a solution. If so, he would have been disarmament long ago. Therefore, he made Hai Rui's memorial public and let the civil and military officials of the court come up with a solution together.

For example, the Ministry of Revenue will definitely support disarmament. In this way, the Ministry of Revenue will save a large amount of money. However, the Ministry of War is definitely unwilling to disarmament, which is weakening the power of the Ministry of War and robbing the money from them. And the Ministry of Works, they do not support disarmament. If they do, the Ministry of Works, will have less work to make weapons, and naturally the Ministry of Revenue will have less funds. However, the storm center of this matter is naturally the Ministry of War, and everyone's eyes are focused on the Ministry of War.

The Ministry of War is now like a big market, making a fuss every day. Military officers from all over the country have also sent people to the capital to cry and complain that they cannot be disarmament. Officials of the Ministry of War have been studying how to get Emperor Jiajing to put aside the idea of ​​disarmament.

This matter has nothing to do with the Ministry of Rites, and the people of the Ministry of Rites are used to being idle, so they naturally won’t participate, just sit by and watch the fun.

But some things will always fall on your head invisibly and you can't even hide from them.

Today, Luo Xin was in Li Chunfang's duty room, and the two of them were drinking tea, chatting everywhere, and talking about disarmament. No matter what the two of them were thinking, they still looked like they were watching the fun on the surface.

In the afternoon, Yan Na was called to a meeting by the emperor. Luo Xin didn't care, thinking that it was a matter of discussing the disarmament. Now in the Ming Dynasty, there was nothing bigger than this. Luo Xin also had his own considerations, but he knew that his current position as the Minister of Rites was not suitable for speaking out. He had become a third-rank official at the age of twenty-four, and was also an jealous minister of Rites, and was already jealous. If he spoke randomly about the matter of disarmament that had nothing to do with the Ministry of Rites, he would be isolated by all officials and then attacked. What's worse, he would be suspected by Emperor Jiajing. Isn't Luo Xin obsessed with articles, and is noble? How could he take the initiative to participate in this troublesome matter?

Did they pretend before?

So, Luo Xin simply put this matter aside. There are so many people in the court, why are you, Luo Xin, wise? Without you, the Ming Dynasty would not be able to solve the problem?

So, Luo Xin simply continued to enjoy his life.

At dusk, Luo Xin and Li Chunfang bowed their farewell in front of the gate and returned to the Luo Mansion in a sedan chair. Entering the gate, he got into a sedan chair in the front yard. Luo Xin got out of the sedan chair and walked leisurely inside, and then saw Lu Yuan walking towards him.

At this time, although Lu Yuan was already fifty years old, he was full of energy and his waist was more straighter than when he first entered the Luo Mansion. He was deeply grateful in his heart that he was given to Luo Xin by the second master. He did not expect that one day he would become a steward in the third-rank minister's mansion of the Minister of Rites. Moreover, he followed Luo Xin since Luo Xin was in the end. As long as he did not make big mistakes, he would definitely get better and better with Luo Xin for the rest of his life.

"master!"

Since Luo Xin was promoted to the third-rank minister of the Ministry of Rites, people in the mansion have changed their name to Luo Xin as the master and Lu Rudai as the wife. Luo Xin's parents are the old master and the old lady.

"What's the matter?" Luo Xin did not stop, but still walked forward leisurely.

Lu Yuan followed Luo Xin and said, "Mr. He is waiting for the master in the flower hall."

"oh!"

Luo Xin's eyebrows hopped, and joy appeared in his eyes. During this period, Luo Xin had already vaguely felt that the honeymoon period between him and Gao Gong had a past trend, and he also had expectations for cooperation with Xinxue. Now that He Xinyin came again, Xinxue had already made a decision. So he nodded and walked towards the flower hall. As soon as he entered the flower hall, he smiled at He Xin with a hint:

"Have Mr. He eaten yet? Stay here for dinner."

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