Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1465: Credentials

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When Suleiman said this, his eyes lit up.

He slowly said: "Although Ottoman is big and strong, spans thousands of miles, and wears millions of armors, but he is a mixed race, and he believes in different gods. Because of this, the ethnic groups are separated from each other. They need to be respected." One technique, to confirm the monarch's thoughts, and then follow the example of the Ming Dynasty, follow the imperial examination, take the stereotype test, and then you can make a fist with one hand... This is a good medicine for governing the country."

He said, but depressed again.

These days, he keeps thinking.

Suleiman was a man of great ambition.

He had to think about it every day. His ambition was to conquer Persia, to go west to Italy, and to seize the long-coveted territory of the Ottomans.

But Ottoman has gone through ten generations of monarchs. Although it is constantly expanding, it still stops at Austria...

Taking a deep breath, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

After many years of Kasha's experience, he has already forged his perseverance.

To a certain extent, he has the same temperament as Emperor Wu of Han in the Central Plains.

Smart, ambitious, but also stubborn!

They also control their world with an iron fist and strong willpower. Once they set their goals, they will remain unmoved, just like steel.

He said indifferently: "If someone objects, so what. Using your reasoning, I am their father, king, minister, father and son. You can wear clothes and ride and shoot, why not me Ottoman. Yes, yes... "

Liu Shang was listening to Suleiman's nonsense, but his heart was sour.

The prince of someone else's family.

The princes of other families are thinking about the way of governing the country every day, while the prince of his own family... It is said that he is very attentive... plowing the land.

Suleiman came back to his senses, glanced at Liu Shang, and said, "I'll take the Great Confucianists to compile the study of Confucian sages, set up stereotyped essays, conduct imperial examinations to select officials, and then invite Confucian scholars to give lectures in my capital. , do you think it's okay?"

Liu Shang: "..."

Suleiman couldn't help being taken aback: "What are you thinking?"

Liu Shang only said: "Not really."

"No, I can see it." Suleiman sipped his tea.

In fact, he didn't like drinking tea at first, but he gradually fell in love with it, and once he liked it, he couldn't put it down.

When the tea enters the mouth, it feels like thousands of years of Central Plains culture. As the elegant tea slowly flows into my mouth, I can taste this unique oriental flavor.

Liu Shang showed a wry smile.

However, Suleiman had a different kind of shrewdness. In his seemingly frail body, there was a small thought that did not match his age, and he said in a meaningful way: "Are you thinking about your prince again?"

Liu Shang was startled, then quickly shook his head: "No, no."

Suleiman smiled and said: "You don't have to be afraid. In fact, these days, I have been in contact with Confucian scholars. Whenever the prince is mentioned, they all shake their heads. Although they dare not say anything, from their expressions, it is already true. It's clear at a glance. I understand your thoughts too well, you see that I am seeking the way to make the country rich and powerful, but your prince is still like a child...isn't it?"

Suleiman spoke very bluntly, and Liu Shang wanted to argue something.

After all, he is Hanchen...but in the end he was speechless, feeling that such an argument did not have much confidence.

Suleiman saw that he was embarrassed, and then smiled again: "Forget it, I will present the credential as soon as possible, and I will not embarrass you. Yes, these days, thank you for your hard work."

After that, he winked at the waiter at the side.

The waiter understood, and immediately took out a piece of gold.

The gold was the real deal, the size of half a fist, and it was delivered directly to Liu Shang.

Liu Shang greedily glanced at Jin Zi, but quickly shook his head: "What do you mean, Your Highness?"

Suleiman said gently: "You are a country of etiquette, and I am also a sensible person. This is the reward for your many days of care. A good monarch will not be stingy with gold and silver. This is a small gesture, please accept it. "

Liu Shang's face trembled.

It would be great if the prince of his family could treat him like this.

The so-called scholar dies for his confidant.

Thinking about his own mortgage, it seems that it is still endless. Thinking of the debt that will be repaid in the next few decades, Liu Shang's heart hurts.

But immediately, he said seriously: "I am a Ming minister, how can I receive favors from foreign countries, if so, I will lose my way of minister. His Royal Highness loves kindness, and Liu Shang appreciates it, but this gold is absolutely unacceptable. Your Highness looks down on me, Liu Shang, so please take it back, if not, you will be underestimating this official."

Suleiman's face was serious, and he thought to himself, this is a country of gentlemen.

After Liu Shang said these words, he still looked at Jin Jin reluctantly. He wanted to slap himself.

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Emperor Hongzhi looked at the memorial and found it very strange.

Since I mentioned this person named Suleiman, it is good now, the news from the factory guard is that countless people praise this Prince Suleiman.

It is said that he is courteous to the corporal, that he advocates Confucianism, and is tireless in learning.

Although no one mentioned the prince.

But Emperor Hongzhi had a faint feeling that someone took Suleiman as a mirror and became the opposite of the prince.

Emperor Hongzhi didn't seem to say anything about it.

He is different from these ministers, Emperor Hongzhi has found what he wants.

On the contrary, Fang Jifan's statute on salary aroused the great interest of Emperor Hongzhi.

In fact, salaries need to be changed, and this is an urgent issue.

In Baoding and other places, the salary is actually different.

After all, since officials were selected as officials, these officials have always been asked to support their families. Even low-level officials have been recruited by themselves, instead of being simple handymen in the past. You have to let them get out of production and concentrate on being officials. .

With the salaries of officials, the salaries of senior officials, officials, and even officials must be changed step by step.

There was even an interesting phenomenon.

The officials selected by the Ministry of Officials began to be assigned to various provinces and governments. The salaries of the selected officials were determined by the Ministry of Officials. Their salaries were not lower than those of ordinary local officials, because the local officials followed the Another salary system.

Today, the revenue of the state treasury is not what it used to be. At the same time as the Beijing inspection, changing the salary and rank has become a new problem.

As usual, the experience from Baoding was promoted.

The cabinet's attitude towards this seems somewhat ambiguous.

After all, the courtiers are all disciples of saints, so I am ashamed to talk about money.

No one can bring up the matter of asking for a higher salary, and it is most appropriate for Fang Jifan to bring it up.

But the cabinet's attitude is ambiguous and ambiguous. In the draft, it only mentioned one thing coyly: "It may be debatable."

And then... nothing.

Emperor Hongzhi knew it well, pointed to the memorabilia, and said with some caution: "The factory guards have put their minds on this these days, checked the prices in various places, and if the current salary is used, if the officials have no other income, Is life difficult..."

Xiao Jing quickly bowed and said: "Your maid obeys the order."

Soon, an eunuch came and said, "Zhang Sheng, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, will meet you."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "Xuan."

Zhang Sheng came in and saluted.

"Your Majesty, Osman submits his credentials."

Zhang Sheng took out the letter of credence. Originally, it was not necessary for Zhang Sheng to hand in the letter of credence in person. However, last time His Majesty specially warned the Ministry of Rites for this, so he came in person.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded. In fact, the national book is just a matter of appearance. You can probably know what it is without reading it.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Then find an auspicious day and announce that the Ottoman envoy will have an audience."

"yes."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Hongzhi bowed his head and prepared to continue reading the memorial.

Feeling that Zhang Sheng hadn't moved, he raised his head: "Zhang Qing's family, is there anything else?"

Zhang Sheng said: "Prince Ottoman, I have an unfeeling request."

Emperor Hongzhi put down his imperial pen and looked at Zhang Sheng with interest: "I heard that the Ottoman country is a country of ten thousand chariots, with millions of armour, which is comparable to an unusual small country. This time they intend to rebuild trade routes. It’s not a bad thing. You are the Secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and if your envoy has any requirements, you can try your best to meet them. It is only natural for my Ming to treat each other with courtesy when an envoy from his country comes to visit.”

"This matter is a little different." Zhang Sheng looked a little bit expectant, a little embarrassed.

Your Majesty, this is no small request.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, could it be that...the request is unreasonable?

If so, this is offending Tianwei.

Emperor Hongzhi's face became a bit more solemn, and he said lightly: "Tell me and listen to me."

Zhang Sheng said: "The prince hopes that... Daming will allow him to ask the learned men to return to the west."

Learned man?

Emperor Hongzhi frowned and said in surprise, "This man is so ambitious that he actually wants my academician?"

Zhang Sheng's heart seemed to be stabbed, and he quickly shook his head: "Your Majesty, you are a Confucian scholar."

"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed to be much more relaxed, but... there seemed to be something wrong with this, so he said, "I see."

Regarding this, Emperor Hongzhi just nodded ambiguously, but did not say anything else.

Immediately, he waved his hand: "Your Majesty, please leave."

This request is very strange.

But... after reading the report of the factory guard, it is understandable if you think about it carefully.

After Zhang Sheng left, Emperor Hongzhi said to Xiao Jing: "Call Fang Jifan to have an audience."

An hour later, Fang Jifan came in out of breath, saluted and said, "Your Majesty, what is the matter of summoning the minister?"

Emperor Hongzhi took a deep look at Fang Jifan, and pouted at Xiao Jing: "Just look at Osman's credentials."

Fang Jifan took the credential from Xiao Jing's hand, and probably looked at it, there is no difference between this credential and other credential.

"Er Lin can't understand."

Emperor Hongzhi said indifferently: "Prince Osman has another unfeeling request, hoping to recruit Confucian scholars to go west in our Ming Dynasty."

Fang Jifan: "..."

In fact, he is really not surprised, but...

This Suleiman is really talented.

Seeing Emperor Hongzhi's hesitation, Fang Jifan smiled, and suddenly said meaningfully: "Your Majesty, the Ottomans...are rich!"

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