Act like a spoiled child

Once Wang Ba died, Zhang Nianjing lost a confidant, and even Zhang Dang's arrogance fell down.Mingshen, a small official who has just been working for a few days, can clearly feel that everyone in Yushitai has a very good working atmosphere recently. Compared with the time when Yumin was scolded for eating six small dishes, everyone clearly felt that The newly appointed emperor was even more convinced—they scolded him more violently, and the focus of scolding shifted from trivial matters to serious matters.

Mingshen feels a little relieved to listen to his colleagues pointing out the current situation, the discussion is exciting, and the scene is thriving every day... and he also feels a little bit sorry for his brother Min.

Yumin's attitude is also very straightforward, those who scold the point will be promoted directly, and those who come out will be fined and paid, and the remaining few have some reason but he doesn't want to change, or can't correct it temporarily due to the situation , Just pretend you didn't see it, pretend to be stupid.

Among the batch of papers that were ignored, [-]% were urging Yumin to accept the concubine.

Because the base number is very small, it did not cause too much discussion. Everyone knows that Yumin is not in a hurry to accept a concubine. I heard that this master doesn't even have a concubine. If it wasn't for the fact that his companion who had been with him for ten years was reprimanded twice in court, and the total fine was six years, many people would have thought that he and Mingshen had a relationship. leg.

A more detailed statement is: "Master Ming looks so good-looking and is still young. It seems very likely. Although everyone does not discriminate against Duanxiu, it is better for His Majesty to accept concubines. The heir must have How many!"

After Mingshen paid the second fine, the direction of the wind began to change, and everyone's focus... shifted to Bu Yu.

On this day, one of Ming Shen's colleagues invited him to drink tea during the lunch break, during the dinner, he secretly asked him about this matter, and planned to introduce a woman to him.The colleague asked sadly: "Did Your Majesty treat you better, and then Lord Bu Yu came and abandoned you all the time?"

Ming Shen: "Uh, actually no—"

Colleague: "It doesn't matter, Master Ming, we all understand! You are still young, don't delay because of this, sister-in-law is fourteen this year, is Master Ming interested in meeting you?"

Ming Shen said: "Ah, this..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the eunuch at the door report: "Your Majesty—here—!"

At this moment, the bustling Yushitai immediately fell silent. Everyone put down what they were doing as quickly as they could, and knelt down in unison. The air was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop.

Mingshen still had a piece of cake stuffed in his mouth and didn't finish chewing—the plum blossom cake his brother failed to make was dry and hard, Mingshen didn't want to throw it away, so he took it for lunch.He quickly swallowed it whole, almost rolling his eyes without choking, and just wanted to get up quickly to drink water.

As a result, Yumin didn't move for a long time, he took a leisurely tour among the group of kneeling ministers, and then accurately caught Mingshen in the corner - walked slowly and stopped in front of him.

Then reached out and stroked his head.

Since everyone lowered their heads, no one could see this small movement except Cheng Yiduo, who was leaning slightly beside him.Mingshen was choking uncomfortably, and suddenly felt a little anxious when he looked at him like this, and when he looked up, he just gave Yumin a tearful look, desperately hinting at him to let him go down.

Yumin: "?"

He didn't stay for too long, but when Mingshen raised his head with a pair of watery eyes, his heart beat violently again, and he forgot what he wanted to say all of a sudden, and he remembered after a while, saying: "Everyone loves you, you don't need to be restrained, I just came to take a look." He left from Mingshen's body.

Cheng Yiduo immediately declared his death.After saying a word, Yumin just happened to walk to the end of their table, turned around and saw Mingshen jumped up, picked up the teacup on the table with lightning speed, gulped down a big gulp, and then grew a teacup. in one breath.

It turned out to be choking.The corners of Yumin's lips twitched, laughing at his stupidity, pretending to look away casually, and began to grab people casually, asking about their food situation.

Since it was lunch time, everyone's meals were delivered from home, and the situation at home was clear at a glance.Originally, there was a cafeteria at Yushitai, and there was also a public kitchen under the verandah of the main hall of Jinluan. It was originally provided for officials to eat for free, so that they would not go to court or go to work hungry.But since Yumin's uncle came to power, the public kitchen began to collect money. Beijing officials must pay for food, and the charge is not low. No matter whether they eat in the public kitchen or not, this sum of money must be paid. Complaints abound, especially those petty officials who are not very well-to-do and whose families are poor, and even borrow money to pay this sum of money.

As for whose pocket the money ended up in, the result is self-evident.

After Yumin came to power, he first abolished the regulation that terminated the fees charged by the public kitchen, and ordered the imperial dining room and the household department to rectify the public kitchen together. In the past few days, the household department submitted several plans, each with its own advantages and disadvantages. Yumin was busy Seeing this matter, I came down to see for myself.The palace didn't say hello beforehand. Five days ago, Yumin stormed Dali Temple unexpectedly. Three days ago, I heard that he went to the Hanlin Academy for a visit. Today, he finally transferred to Yushitai.

There was also a little eunuch who brought warmth with him, and gave everyone a cup of old hen wolfberry soup full of bones and flesh.

When Yumin wanted to come and see, everyone had to put out the food box honestly like a child, and Cheng Yiduo ordered the little eunuch beside him to add more soup.

Some people are poor, and they only have pickled vegetables for steamed buns at noon, or they only have a bowl of rice soup with soy sauce.

Yumin turned to Bu Yu first.After Tang Sheng had passed, he suddenly asked: "Why is Aiqing showing a troubled expression, there seems to be something unspeakable?"

Bu Yu said: "Your Majesty also knows that my family was poor since I was a child, and now I have more than enough food and clothing thanks to His Majesty's love, but I am still afraid that the dishes will be mediocre and you will lose face, and I am terrified."

Yumin said: "I am also poor. I make soup from wild vegetables and harvest leaves into rice. When it comes to poverty, I know a thing or two. Since all the lovers are here, they are all talents in the world. I am a good boy, and I naturally treat them equally. , there is no need to feel inferior because of family background. The sufferings of people from poor families are even more extraordinary, and their minds are also far more extraordinary. Such a big weapon, open and frank, I love it."

A priest came out from the side and said excitedly: "Your Majesty is right! For example, I am very poor, but I am proud of it!"

Yumin: "...what are you doing here?"

The priest took out the sacred book of flattery in his sleeve—that is, the collection of flattery that will be written at the end of the year, and replied respectfully: "I came here to compile the collection of the year-end spring hunting ceremony."

Yumin: "...Go and get the soup."

Mingshen also poked his head out at this time, and scratched his head embarrassedly: "Well, Your Majesty, I'm a little poor..."

Yumin glanced at him coolly: "Isn't it fined the poor?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Yushitai laughed. Everyone knows that the Wanling Ming family has achieved a new achievement after "being fined for three years after taking office for less than one month", that is, "the total number of days in office He was fined for six years in less than one month", which is simply the worst of miseries.The atmosphere suddenly became more lively, and everyone no longer kept silent because of Yumin here, but relaxed a lot.

Yumin said: "You come to get the soup too... What are you doing? You are not allowed to jump in line."

Mingshen obediently agreed.

Seeing him waiting in line to drink soup, Yumin wanted to laugh for some reason.He wanted to say a few more words, but there are so many people around now, and talking too much will inevitably arouse suspicion, so he lowered his head and looked over one by one.

It also allowed him to meet people with particularly deserted dishes—for example, an official whose mother was seriously ill at home and whose salary was spent on medical treatment had only half a bag of yellow noodles for lunch, and he begged a friend to go to the military camp in exchange for it.This kind of thing is carried with you when you are in a hurry to march. It is as dry as wall dust and has a bland color, which is really hard to swallow.Yumin remained silent, Cheng Yiduo quietly wrote down the name, and added a larger portion of soup to the official, and the little eunuch fished it back and forth, and almost got out a whole chicken, which moved the official so much Tears flowed down my face, and I buried my head and knelt down.

In fact, these are very normal means of pensions, not costing a lot of money, but the shadow of Zhang Wang has been shrouded for too long, it seems that the efforts made by this sweetheart young emperor are extraordinarily rare.

Arriving at Mingshen's place, Yumin frowned.

Ming Shen is as quiet as a quail, a little embarrassed to show Yumin his lunch—that is, the stone-hard plum blossom cake made by Huo Bing.In fact, his usual lunch is a bowl of vegetables and a bowl of white rice. Huo Bing will prepare it for him in advance, and have his servants deliver it to the palace when the time comes.Yesterday Huo Bing learned to make cakes on a whim, but failed, Mingshen was reluctant to throw them away, so he lied to Huo Bing that he wanted to go to the street to buy steamed buns tomorrow, and he didn't need to prepare meals for him.

Huo Bing believed it, and was so happy that he didn't have to cook for his brother, and he happily stayed in bed today.

Yumin lowered his voice and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Ming Shen also said quietly: "I'm very poor."

Yumin: "..."

He reprimanded "nonsense" in a low voice, and then ordered, "Don't eat it, go to the palace and have dinner with me in a while."

Still, someone got him a bowl of soup, a big bowl full, and forced Mingshen to put the hard cake into his sleeve.

After seeing Mingshen obediently started to drink the soup, Yumin nodded in satisfaction, and continued to inspect.

The Imperial History Terrace is very large, and it is divided into different institutions such as the Cleaning Department and the History Compilation Office. Yumin disappeared after a while.

Before Mingshen finished his bowl of soup, a guard suddenly ran outside, came in and brought him a huge food box, and told him: "Master Ming, your family will bring you food for fun."

Ming Shen: "?"

He was a little puzzled: "Are you right? There should be no one in my house to deliver food today."

The guard insisted: "It's not wrong, I recognize everyone in your family, and this meal is indeed for you."

Mingshen didn't want to waste other people's time, so he had no choice but to accept it.He opened it suspiciously, and saw that there were hot steamed buns and dipping plates inside, and a bowl of rice and hot zhuo ba kuai under it. He knew it was made by Huo Bing as soon as he smelled it.

There is also a small note: "Be careful, is the plum cake delicious?"

Ming Shen: "..."

Bu Yu also heard the conversation just now, and asked curiously, "Master Ming, what's the matter?"

Mingshen smiled silly, and patted his head: "My brother failed to make plum cake yesterday, so I brought it here for lunch. I didn't ask him to cook, but he knew that plum cake was not good. Still made a copy for me.”

He was a little worried, looked around and no one was paying attention to them, and told Bu Yu in a low voice: "But, Your Majesty called me to eat in the palace, my brother... this, I don't know what to do."

Bu Yu came over to have a look, and suddenly said: "Then, can you give me something to eat?"

Ming Shen: "?"

Bu Yu explained: "I didn't eat when I came here in the morning. I just ate some food and I feel that I'm still not full. If Master Ming doesn't mind, can I eat this at a lower price?"

Ming Shen said: "It's not a problem..." He handed over the food box and saw that Bu Yu really opened it and began to eat seriously, with a serious expression as if he was reviewing a file.

He thought: "It seems that Mr. Bu is really not full, and his appetite seems to be very large. Let me buy more vegetables tomorrow."

Yumin inspected the second floor, and finally checked the food situation of the entire Yushitai, and then went back to the Cleaning Department and asked Bu Yu to come over to talk about the matter.

They said they were talking about things, but in fact they were sitting not far from Mingshen and listening to Bu Yu's report.

This is not far, which means that the two people are only separated by a table, Yumin can see him when he raises his eyes, and he can see Yumin when he raises his eyes.You can even smell each other's fragrance.

At this time, it was not time to be on duty in the afternoon, and everyone was very relaxed. After eating, they talked about small things in the neighborhood.It's also because Yumin made them feel the gentleness of the monarch today. Although they are still very solemn, at least they can let go.

Mingshen waited for dinner and had nothing to do, so he was dragged by his former colleague, and continued the topic interrupted by Yumin: "Yes! What did I just say, my sister is exquisite and gentle since she was a child, and she is just fourteen this year. I don’t know if Master Ming is interested? Well, you know, the little girl likes a gentle and handsome young talent like you, and other people who come to propose marriage and matchmaking, she is not willing to break the threshold, I guarantee this matter..."

Mingshen tried his best to smile, resisting the oppressive gaze from Yumin—however, this colleague who talked about marriage was a big-hearted person, not only big-hearted, but also talkative. Mingshen couldn't interrupt him, so he just Can quietly listen to him talk about his sister, and what if he gets married at that time, and squeezed his hand secretly, looked at Mingshen, then at Yumin, and shook his head with a regretful expression. Shaking his head, he wrote another note for him:

"Master Ming, His Majesty treats you very harshly. He doesn't even let you eat cakes... It's said that scholars are lazy, but you can say it. You must not delay yourself!"

Ming Shen: "..."

On the other side, Yumin's expression became more and more dignified.

Mingshen cleared his throat: "Well, I mean..."

The colleague pricked up his ears and listened: "What do you think Mr. Ming thinks?"

Mingshen scratched his head and said with a smile, "I'm already married...that's the first month of this year."

Colleague said: "Oh?"

Ming Shen said: "Because my wife is jealous..."

The colleague suddenly realized: "Oh! So that's the case, I can't tell, the one in Mr. Ming's family is actually a Hedong lion. Hehe, then don't bother me, what a pity."

Mingshen suppressed his laughter, and when others were not paying attention, he sneaked a glance at the other side.

The "wife" looked at him expressionlessly, and when he saw him looking over, she immediately turned her head casually and continued to discuss things with Bu Yu, but a vivid smile slowly and slowly formed on the corners of her lips.