When the starting point man crosses into a little eunuch

Although it was late at night, the story of Jinjing's water quickly spread throughout the homes of officials of all sizes in the capital like wings—what, you don't know?Dude, you're OUT, even if you can't get first-hand information at home, at least you can spend a few pennies to buy a newspaper, so as not to be called a Martian.

Thanks to the newspaper, the matter of the water coming out of the golden well in the imperial mausoleum quickly changed from a royal secret to a street gossip, and also thanks to the blessing of the water coming out of the golden well, the sales of the newspaper exploded. With such a trend, several editor-in-chiefs are so happy that they count the money every day like a happy little mouse-because the advertising fee of the newspaper can go up again.

"I said, Your Majesty, it's fine if we are so happy, why are you so happy?" Zhang Mo happily put down his calculations. Since he took the lead in advertising his restaurant in the newspaper and caused a sensation, not only the business of the restaurant has improved, but also the newspaper Also because of the advertising fee income, he finally turned his losses into profits, and he no longer needs to pay out of his own pocket, "The one that came out of the water is your father's grave..."

"You are happy, so I am happy!" Zhu Houzhao smiled so that his eyebrows and eyes were crescent-shaped. He stood and bent over Zhang Mo's desk, holding his face in his hands and looking at Zhang Mo, who also had the same eyebrows and eyes. , with a look of ink and ink, everything is done.

"Good boy..." Zhang Mo looked at Zhu Houzhao, with his long hair hanging loose, his small ears raised, and his smiling face, who looked like some kind of large canine creature. After being ravaged into a bird's nest, he withdrew his hand in satisfaction, drank tea and said slowly, "You have nothing to ask me?"

"Haha, Mo Mo, you should hold your breath and ask first..." Zhu Houzhao lay on his body and shook his head, his whole body kept shaking with his little head, especially the little butt that was upturned , even more cheerfully wagging to and fro, only missing a small tail.

"Cut!" Zhang Mo put the tea bowl back on the table angrily, grabbed the corner of Zhu Houzhao's sleeve, played with it in his hand and said, "Don't you want to know? I heard that now there are people inside and outside the palace. There is a lot of discussion, I want to know what you, the emperor, are going to do? Are you going to move the tomb of the emperor's mausoleum, and whether you want to increase taxes. But I heard that the Minister of the Household Department was so anxious that his mouth was full of anger and he couldn't speak at all. "

Not only the officials are anxious, but the common people are also very anxious. The common people don't care whether the emperor's father's body will be soaked in water, but now they have to care about this matter, because it is related to whether the imperial court will increase taxes and whether they will sell the son next year. The prostitutes suffer from poverty and starvation.

"It's true. The emperor is not in a hurry, but he is in a hurry to spoil a group of boring people." Zhu Houzhao stood up straight, walked in front of Zhang Mo, looked him in the eyes, and said seriously: "I don't ask, is it true?" Because I believe in you, so..." Zhu Houzhao reached out and scratched his little head, blushing.

Zhang Mo looked at Zhu Houzhao, whose face was red and tender like an apple, and resisted the urge to nibble on the apple. He unconsciously shifted his gaze to the side, not daring to face the sincere little Emperor Zhengtai.

It's so strange, why does Brother Mao's heart beat so fast?Zhang Mo touched his chest, feeling that his heart was about to jump out, a faint feeling that he didn't understand and didn't understand, started from his heart involuntarily, slowly spread in his body, and penetrated into the bone marrow , gradually disappearing.

Although Zhang Mo couldn't see them, he could feel them, knowing that they were always there, right there, right in his bones, so-called unforgettable, but what.

What kind of feeling is that?

A scholar dies for his confidant!Although he was not a loyal and honest ancient man, Zhang Mo was also deeply moved by Zhu Houzhao's words when he silently crossed the line of hegemony in his heart. He is a little eunuch, how can He De let Zhu Houzhao say such things like an emperor?

If it were another emperor, Zhang Mo would most likely suspect that what the other party said was to buy people's hearts, but facing the most peculiar in history, but at the same time very innocent and kind-hearted monarch, Zhang Mo did not doubt Zhu Houzhao's words when he said these words. Mind.

Zhu Houzhao is the king, and his family is the minister. The king votes for his ministers, and the ministers should repay Qiong Yao except for the finale of "Conan". .

As soon as Zhang Mo clenched his fist, he told himself in his heart that if Zhu Houzhao knew his lines that were close to confession, and only got Zhang Mo's loyal and passionate blood, he didn't know whether he would die of anger first or death of anger. .

But Zhu Houzhao knew that no matter how he died, besides dragging Zhang Mo to accompany him, he would definitely leave behind an autographed edict. There were only eight big characters written on the edict-puppy love is harmful to physical and mental health.

In fact, the reason why Zhang Mo has such a misunderstanding cannot be blamed on others. If you want to blame, you can only blame Zhu Houzhao in history for his performance.

Because of trust in Liu Jin, who was brought up since childhood, he entrusted the important affairs of the court to a junior high school graduate, and brought up Li Huangdi, one of the four traitorous eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty... Although this role is likely to be replaced by his future self.

Afterwards, when Zhang Yong told Liu Jin that he wanted to rebel, Zhu Houzhao, a little idiot, actually said, "Let the world be taken by him." Thinking of this sentence, Zhang Mo became very angry, and wanted to strip Zhu Houzhao and push him down. Pressed on the bed...slapped his ass hard.

What is "Let the world be taken by him"?Even if you don't care about your emperor's image being destroyed, you still have to consider me...you are dead, what about me...what about my glory and wealth?

"A photo, actually I've already thought about it. In fact, we don't have to pay the money from the Ministry of Household Affairs." Zhang Mo stroked his non-existent beard, and said his thoughts to Zhu Houzhao with a smile on his face. .

"Isn't it from the Ministry of Households? Could it be that my internal money is coming out?" Zhu Houzhao immediately instinctively covered his pockets nervously, stammered at Zhang Mo and said, "I...I have no money..."

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty had two wives, civil servants and eunuchs. Naturally, the political institutions in the court were also divided into two sets, inside and outside, and under the mentality that everyone was unwilling to suffer losses-you have the cabinet, I have the supervisor of ceremonies, and you have the Ministry of War , I have a horse guard, so naturally there is a radish and a hole, there is an inside and there is an outside, and none of them can be missing.

And the internal money that Zhu Houzhao said refers to the department in the inner court corresponding to the Ministry of Households, which is the emperor's private money and small treasury. No...unless...unless...unless Momo you..." Yes.

Zhu Houzhao blushed and stammered. Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Mo waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Who said you have to pay from your internal money? Why would you think of asking the government to pay for it?" ? There are so many businessmen in Ming Dynasty, why don’t you let them pay? Stupid, stupid!” Zhang Mo poked Zhu Houzhao’s forehead several times with his fingers, until the other’s forehead turned red, and his eyes were already filled with tears , but didn't dare to show the grievance, and just took back his hand in satisfaction.

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