Vol 2 Chapter 1509: credentials

Vol 2 Chapter 1509: credentials

  Chapter 1509 Credentials

  Suleiman's eyes lit up when he said this.

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."

   As he spoke, he became depressed again.

   These days, he keeps thinking.

   Suleiman is a man with great ambitions.

  He needs to think about it every day. His ambition is to conquer Persia, go west to Italy, and 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 in 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 remain unmoved, like steel.

  He said lightly: "If someone objects, so what. Using your reasoning, I am their father, father and son of monarchs, ministers, ministers, and sons. You can dress up and ride and shoot, so why not me Ottoman. Yes, yes..."

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

  The prince of another family.

  The princes of other families are thinking about how to govern 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 charm.

   Liu Shang showed a wry smile.

  Suleiman has a different kind of shrewdness. In his seemingly frail body, there is a small thought that does 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 he was silent in the end, 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 make things difficult for you. Yes, these days, thank you for your hard work."

   After finishing speaking, he winked at the waiter beside him.

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

   This gold is 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 of 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 sternly: "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.

  ...

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

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

   It is said that he is a corporal who respects the virtuous, that he advocates Confucianism, and is eager to learn.

  Although no one mentioned the prince.

  But Emperor Hongzhi faintly felt that someone regarded 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.

   It was Fang Jifan's letter about salary regulations that aroused great interest of Emperor Hongzhi.

   In fact, salary needs 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. .

   Once the salaries of the officials are established, the salaries of the top 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.

  Nowadays, the revenue of the national 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 in Baoding will be promoted.

  The cabinet's attitude towards this seems a bit 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.

  However, the cabinet’s attitude is ambiguous and ambiguous. In the draft, it only mentions one thing coyly: “It may be debatable.”

   And then there's... 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 hurriedly bowed and said: "Your maid obeys the order."

   Soon, an **** came: "Zhang Sheng, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, has an audience."

  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, Zhang Sheng did not need to hand in the letter of credence in person. However, the last time His Majesty specifically 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 the Ottoman envoy to see you."

"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. If your envoy has any requirements, you can try your best to meet them. It is only natural for me to treat you with courtesy when your country sends envoys.”

   "This matter is a little different." Zhang Sheng seemed a little bit anticipatory, a little embarrassed.

  Your Majesty, this is no small request.

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

  If so, this is offending Tianwei.

  Emperor Hongzhi's face grew a little more serious, and he said lightly: "Tell me and listen."

  Zhang Shengdao: "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 pricked, 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 didn't say anything else.

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

  This request is very strange.

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

  Emperor Hongzhi waited for Zhang Sheng to leave, but 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 are you calling for?"

  Emperor Hongzhi took a deep look at Fang Jifan, and pouted at Xiao Jing: "Take a 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 credentials.

   "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: "..."

   Actually, he was not surprised, but...

  This Suleiman is really a talent.

  Fang Jifan saw Emperor Hongzhi’s hesitation, but there was a smile in his eyes, and he suddenly said meaningfully: "Your Majesty, the Ottomans...are rich!"

  (end of this chapter)