I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 6 It's Not Business

As expected of the late emperor's elder brother's favored servant and minister, and in the will, he specially arranged for Emperor Chongzhen to treat him kindly. Wei Zhongxian, a great eunuch, is really a person with a clear heart!
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Zhu Youjian only mentioned one thing, this treacherous official can guess what he wants to say, this kind of talent is simply the best candidate for a big fortune.

Zhu Youjian sighed secretly again, the Emperor Chongzhen back then was simply too self righteous.

At that time, if he had listened to his elder brother Zhu Youxiao's last words, he would not have been fooled by the "Donglin party members" and started to be complacent and dizzy...

"The one who knows me is Wei Zhongxian!"

Zhu Youjian couldn't help admiring, and said with a gentle smile: "Wei Aiqing, you can handle this matter yourself. I have just ascended the throne, and I don't know who can be useful, so I can only work hard for you."

Wei Zhongxian was delighted, he was very grateful, and he couldn't help shouting long live, prostrating three times and prostrating nine times, crying bitterly: "Long live Lord Shengming, pointing out the maze for the ministers is tantamount to recreating parents!"

"Okay, okay, get up," Zhu Youjian felt a little nauseous, and said with a smile: "Zhongxian, since you won't be in the court meeting from now on, you don't have to pay a lot of money to pay respects."

Wei Zhongxian covered his face with his sleeves, and fell to the ground crying: "The servants...don't dare!

Lord Long Live is a dragon, and my minister is a worm. When the worm sees the real dragon emperor, the knee of the minister will soften..."

It's still a dragon, why don't you talk about the bar head flower!
It's a waste of talent for this treacherous minister not to go to Liyuan to sing.

Look at this servile look, it is my prodigal career... Cough, it is the mainstay and pillar of my Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Youjian shook his head and smiled wryly, walked forward, helped Wei Zhongxian up with his own hands, and said solemnly: "It is enough for us, the monarch and his ministers, to be in love with each other and have a good understanding. If there are too many courtesies, it will appear to be divided."

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly helped Zhu Youjian to sit back on the dragon couch, pouring tea and water quickly, he was indeed much more proficient than those little eunuchs.

"Zhongxian, I will entrust you with the funeral of the first emperor. You can go to work first, and I will rest for a while."

Zhu Youjian spent most of the night drinking and having fun last night. He only slept for less than a cup of tea in the morning and went to the morning court.

"Long Live Lord's dragon body is important, it's time to rest," Wei Zhongxian skillfully served Zhu Youjian lying on the dragon couch, and said with some hesitation: "I'm afraid..."

Sure enough, he is a treacherous minister. He still has some scruples about taking responsibility without the emperor's personal promise.

Especially when the former emperor's body was still cold, he wanted to sell his old man's "handwork". If he didn't do it well, it would be another serious crime to exterminate the nine clans by letting those gossip officials make a fuss...

Zhu Youjian understood Wei Zhongxian's concerns very well.

Originally, he wanted to pretend that he didn't understand, and didn't make it clear, so that Wei Zhongxian would sell the relics of the former emperor in a daze, so that he could take advantage of it when the time came, which was regarded as the emperor's mind.

However, thinking of his 'prodigal career', it seems better to do less of harming his teammates.

Therefore, Zhu Youjian had no choice but to stand up and said seriously: "Zhongxian, it is wrong for you to do things with such a mentality."

Wei Zhongxian quickly bowed his head to ask for advice: "Slaves really deserve to die, for such a simple question, I just can't think of a good solution, and I have to trouble the Lord Long Live..."

"First of all, you have to understand one thing," Zhu Youjian coughed lightly, and said seriously: "I didn't ask you to sell the furniture made by the late emperor himself!"

Wei Zhongxian seemed taken aback, and was about to fall to his knees again.

This little thief, at such a young age, can play the emperor's mind so smoothly?
"Don't worry, Zhongxian," Zhu Youjian shook his head and smiled wryly, "What I asked you to do was not to sell the late emperor's furniture, but to let the late emperor's grace benefit all people!
That's why I said that your mentality is wrong.

Wei Aiqing, for a loyal minister who is grateful for the kindness of the former emperor and cherishes the country and the country of the Ming Dynasty like you, isn't it a good story in my Ming Dynasty to have something that the former emperor thought of?
Can let the late emperor's mighty grace benefit the people, is this just a vulgar business? "

"No, this is not a business," Zhu Youjian clasped his fists in his hands when he was excited, and said in a mournful voice, "This is the great grace of the emperor!"

Wei Zhongxian probably thought of this set of rhetoric a long time ago, but a traitorous minister is a traitorous minister. Hearing Zhu Youjian's eloquent and emotional words, he was naturally "admired" again...

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Zhu Youjian slept for three full hours.

He didn't wake up until the sun was setting and the eunuchs holding lamps started to get busy.

The two eunuchs of the Shangshan Supervisor stood cautiously at the entrance of the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, waiting for the emperor to deliver the meal, not daring to vent their breath.

Because, the great eunuch Wei Zhongxian was standing at the door with his hands behind his back, looking far into the twilight sky, as if he was thinking about something.

Hearing Zhu Youjian's light cough, Wei Zhongxian hurriedly bent down, and said hello through the thick door panel: "Long Live Lord, it's time to eat."

In charge of passing the meal and serving the daily life, there were actually several other eunuchs and Jin Yiwei, but this treacherous official was about to rush over to pass the meal to the emperor himself, and he was indeed a person with a clear spirit.

"Zhongxian, come in." Zhu Youjian laid on the dragon bed and greeted lazily.

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly opened the door and came in, and rushed to the dragon bed step by step, and wanted to shout Long live, but seeing Zhu Youjian's wink, he bent down and smiled bitterly: "Long live, you don't let slaves pay homage. It's hard for the slaves.

Long live the Son of Heaven is majestic, and the servants can't help but want to kneel down on the ground and pay respects..."

Zhu Youjian stretched his waist, ignored the eunuch's hypocrisy, and asked directly: "How are the two things going?"

Wei Zhongxian was slightly taken aback, and quickly bent down to report: "Going back to Lord Long Live, one of the two important things you entrusted to me has almost taken shape, and the Ministry of Rites is drawing up regulations;
As for taking out 300 million taels of silver from the national treasury to distribute fire consumption silver to ministers, workers and officials, to build bridges and roads in Shaanxi and Shanxi, and to dredge rivers, there is a lot of resistance..."

"Oh? Who are the people who object?" Zhu Youjian asked casually.

He was not surprised by this result at all.

Because on the first day of his new emperor's ascension to the throne, he had to spend 300 million yuan in cash from the treasury of the two countries, and it was still used in insignificant places. Very resistant, right?
How can I do that, if I don't spend my money indiscriminately, I am still a bird emperor...

"Back to the Lord Long Live, there are too many ministers who oppose it," Wei Zhongxian said with a bitter face: "The ministers from the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Officials, and the Ministry of Households did not say anything, but the adults from the Ministry of Rites and the Metropolitan Procuratorate talked a lot. They all said that they would participate in the performance of slaves and maidservants in the title book."

Zhu Youjian was a little discouraged. It seems that even if he is the emperor, he still has resistance to being a prodigal as he pleases.

No, this matter must be done, otherwise, where does one's 'prodigal value' come from?

Isn't it just 300 million taels of silver?

The Ming Dynasty is so big, if you just swipe through the various expenditures, gouging out the teeth of those corrupt officials, wouldn't you have money!
"What do the cabinet scholars say?" Zhu Youjian asked with a gloomy face, seemingly inadvertently, "I don't think even a few of them think that I am messing around, a prodigal act, right?"

The current cabinet is basically Wei Zhongxian's sphere of influence. The chief assistant Huang Liji, the great scholar of Jianji Hall, the assistant ministers Shi Fenglai, Zhang Ruitu, and Li Guopu are all attached to Wei Zhongxian in the early years, or they are fellow villagers of this great eunuch...

Could it be that even they will be careless and obstruct the great cause of prodigal grandpa?

(End of this chapter)