Five-year enthronement three-year simulation

Throughout the ages, disaster relief has always been a coveted pie.As long as it works properly, you can get fame and money at the same time. There are too many people who want to get a share of this errand.

——For example, Concubine Wan's biological father, Duke Cheng.

In the past, the first drought in Yuanzhou was handled by Zhu Zhishen, the powerful Minister of the Household Department at that time.Seeing the cooperative relationship between the Wanning Party and the long-term plan, Cheng Guogong consciously backed down a step, but did not get any profit from it.

After Zhu Zhishen fell from power, his henchmen also died together.However, Cheng Guogong was completely innocent because of his previous concessions, and he was not affected in the slightest.

While he was proud of his luck, he looked at the silver eyes glowing green from the confiscated house, and regretted not being able to profit from it last time.

He felt that Zhu Zhishen was too stupid.

Just like the other party's daughter who failed to accomplish anything but failed to do so, she couldn't even do superficial skills, so she aroused His Majesty's disgust, and also gave Lin Xiang, Zhong He and other old, treacherous people an opportunity to take advantage of.

——But I am very different from Zhu Zhishen!

Cheng Guogong is the father of Concubine Wan, and he also had the merits of being a dragon when Ming Yi ascended the throne, and he was also the first-rank title bestowed by the emperor himself. How can Zhu Zhishen, an official of the family, compare all these things?

He is a royal family!

Now, Yuanzhou is in disaster again, and the imperial court is about to send people there.If you act more cautiously, do it without showing any traces, and you can gain both fame and fortune... This is a god-sent opportunity!How can I miss it again?

Cheng Guogong thought about it silently, and he was bound to win the disaster relief job.

But he was the emperor's in-law after all, and he relied on his status, so it was not good for him to go to the court to recommend himself.Therefore, he uploaded a letter to the Second Prince's Mansion, inviting Minghui to the Duke's Mansion for a gathering on the grounds of "missing his grandson".

Minghui had already reached the crown and opened a mansion outside the palace. After receiving the letter, he didn't dare to delay and went to the appointment immediately.He has always been a smart man, and after drinking for three rounds, he heard the string song and knew the elegance, and immediately promised that he would recommend the other party when he went to court; and Cheng Guogong also nodded in satisfaction, saying that after he got this job, he would not leave his daughter and daughter behind. Grandson - so hit it off.

On the second day of their discussion, the emperor returned to Beijing from the palace.Because of the urgency of the situation in Yuanzhou, he didn't even have time to rest, so he hurriedly summoned all the civil and military officials to come to the Taiji Hall to make an appearance immediately.

And this day happened to be the fifteenth day of this month.

Ming Tan was dressed in an official robe, his eyes were slightly black and blue, standing in the front row with Ming Jing, he seemed to be in a very bad spirit.

Ming Jing was a little worried, knowing that his younger sister must be exhausted after rushing back day and night, he couldn't help but said: "Tan'er should listen to her mother, go back to the palace and have a good sleep, why bother to come here to go to court?"

"Oh," Ming Tan yawned, and said vaguely, "I'm also concerned about the disaster in Yuanzhou."

Seeing this, Ming Jing didn't say anything more, he just patted the top of the other's hair distressedly.

……

The famine and civil uprisings in Yuanzhou are serious and urgent.

The ministers with their own minds quarreled and quarreled in the Golden Luan Hall, wishing to dismantle every step in detail, in order to enrich their own pockets and win a reputation for benevolence and love for the people.

After finally waiting for them to finish their quarrel and arrange all the trivial matters, the emperor finally cut to the most important topic: "I intend to choose two lovers in the court to go to Yuanzhou, add the title of imperial envoy, and be in charge of disaster relief, safety and security. The matter of people's livelihood... what do you guys think?"

That's the big game.

The eyes of the officials rolled quickly, and they had some calculations in their hearts.However, before they had time to open their mouths, the second prince Minghui stepped forward and said with a bow: "I would like to recommend Lord Shen Kaiyi, Duke of Cheng, to supervise the disaster relief work together with Xiaoqi to lead Lu Xun and Lord Lu." !"

The voice fell, and the hall was silent.Many ministers looked at each other in astonishment, seeing the obvious surprise on each other's faces.

Cheng Guogong? !

This powerful and powerful boss is also eyeing the big pie of disaster relief?

"The old man Cheng Guogong is compassionate and anxious about the needs of the people. He can't bear to see the people hungry, and he doesn't want them to riot endlessly. He is interested in disaster relief and chaos." Recommend Lord Duke, and ask him to go to Yuanzhou with Lord Lu, and look forward to your father's permission!"

In addition to Cheng Guogong being the second prince's maternal grandfather, Xiaoqi participated in the leadership of Lu Xun, and he was also known as the second prince's party.

The ministers looked at each other meaningfully, knowing his intention of recommendation, they couldn't help shaking their heads secretly.

After all, the second prince is still a little younger, and he has assigned the two imperial envoys to him in one go. How can this be done?

——However, no matter how dissatisfied they were in their hearts, after hearing the name of Cheng Guogong, many people also lost their minds, and would rather not have this windfall than touch Cheng Guogong's bad luck.

May I ask the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, who didn't know the achievements of Cheng Guogong in the past?Who doesn't know that Concubine Wan is always honored and favored in the palace?Who doesn't know that the Second Prince is highly valued by His Majesty?

Under the pressure of the three parties, there are still very few imperial envoy candidates who can compete with Cheng Guogong.

"..."

The emperor sat on the dragon chair, frowning indistinctly.

He was naturally very dissatisfied with this lineup, but because of the relationship with Concubine Wan, Duke Cheng was able to overwhelm the emperor in terms of seniority, so it was really hard to refuse in court.

In the midst of my thoughts, there was no other good strategy for a while.

Seeing that everyone in the hall seemed to shrink back, and no one dared to fight Cheng Guogong and the second prince, the emperor couldn't help but sighed, and had to cough lightly, trying to delay the selection of disaster relief candidates for a while, and discuss later.

However, before he could open his mouth, a crisp voice came from the crowd, saying bluntly: "My son thinks that the candidate recommended by the second emperor's brother may be a bit inappropriate."

Everyone in the hall was stunned, only to see the Ninth Princess come out calmly, knocked the wat board in her hand twice, and said loudly to Minghui: "There is a riot in Yuanzhou, and there are many rioters who are staring at the court. Cheng Guogong Your honorable status, how can you put yourself in danger? If you are injured somewhere by the rioters, what can you do?"

Minghui was stunned by her series of questioning, and before he could react, Mingtan continued quickly: "Besides, my lord is old now, and he is showing a little bit of a dragon, although he is concerned about the disaster in Yuanzhou. , but in the end, you can’t bear the exhaustion of boats and vehicles when you travel far... If the journey is not smooth, and your body is damaged due to fatigue, wouldn’t the gain outweigh the loss?”

"Sister Nine Emperors, you..."

"Brother Erhuang, don't be in a hurry to refute." Ming Tan interrupted calmly, "Besides, it is already late summer, and in a few days it is time to perform the ceremony of autumn hunting. Your lord is the emperor. Marriage, and you are in a high position, how can you be absent from such a big event?"

She paused, turned to the emperor, and sighed: "I think that although the second emperor brother intends to be the heart of the whole country to love the people like a son, he still lacks consideration in the end-he almost did something bad with good intentions!"

She spoke point by point, point by point, so that Minghui couldn't think of words to refute for a long time. Not only did she take the blame for "not thinking carefully", but she almost got labeled as "unfilial grandfather" again. .

In the final analysis, the ministers beside him did not want Duke Cheng to accumulate wealth and fame.Now that they had the first bird, after weighing the pros and cons secretly, they also changed their tone, and hurriedly followed the nine princesses to persuade them.

"Extremely extreme! Yuanzhou is remote and drought-stricken, if it hurts the noble body of Duke Cheng, it will really be a bird of Suizhu!"

"The autumn hunt is just around the corner. According to the rules of etiquette, the Duke and Duchess should be present. This is definitely not the time to leave Beijing..."

"Relief in disasters and peace of mind is the most exhausting task. According to what I see, the Duke is approaching his sixtieth year. I'm afraid he can't handle such a tiring job?"

"The nine princesses are right, please think twice, Your Majesty!"

All the ministers were chattering in unison, and Minghui gritted his teeth secretly, almost ashamed.

Cheng Guogong is not suitable for disaster relief at all, doesn't he know about this?

But the other party was his grandfather, and he promised to give him certain benefits, how could Minghui refuse?

While he was irritated by the accusing eyes that fell on him from time to time, he was also heartbroken by the fact that the boiled duck spread its wings and flew away. With the addition of both sides, the eyes that looked at Ming Tan suddenly became resentful, so sharp that they almost wanted to eat people.

Ming Tan naturally noticed the pair of eyes nailed to his body.She raised the corners of her lips, turned her head to look at Minghui without hesitation, and smiled provocatively at the latter.

Want to use the identity of the imperial envoy to grab money and food from the disaster victims?

Go dream!

"...In that case, does Longlin have anyone to recommend?"

Just when Ming Tan and Ming Hui's eyes met, the emperor's majestic voice came from the hall, which happened to interrupt their invisible fight.

Ming Tan turned around, looked into the emperor's smiling and encouraging eyes, couldn't help but paused, and immediately recalled the conversation in Jiuxiao Temple that night.

——The turbidity is hidden at the bottom of the clear ripples, and the light hangs above the black shadows.

"..."

She took a deep breath, raised her head, looked directly at the Ninth Five Lord in the high hall, and said in a firm voice: "I do have someone I want to recommend."

"One is the Minister of the Household Department, Mr. Zhong Hezhong."

After she calmly pronounced the name that had been decided at the beginning, she turned her head, her eyes shot through the crowd like sharp arrows, and she was firmly fixed on a person that no one expected.

"There is another one, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials...Wen Chao, Mr. Wen."

Wen Chao, who also did not expect that he would be named by the Ninth Princess, was taken aback for a moment, and immediately raised his eyes, which collided with Ming Tan in an instant.

It was expected that she would recommend Mr. Zhong, but...

What kind of considerations does this Ninth Princess want to push herself into the position of imperial envoy that everyone covets?

Several thoughts flashed in Wen Chao's eyes, but he still couldn't get the answer.

On the dragon chair, the emperor who received this answer immediately raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, and fixedly looked at the calm daughter in the hall.

How dare you use Wen Chao?

...I really underestimated this dragon scale.

While thinking, he couldn't help showing a satisfied smile, turned his eyes around the thoughtful Ming Hui, and asked in a deep voice: "Zhong Aiqing, Wen Aiqing, do you two have any objections?"

Zhong He stroked his long beard, took a step forward, and said solemnly: "The veteran must do his best to appease the people and relieve the disaster!"

Not far from him, Wen Chao also smiled slightly, bowed his hands and said: "I will also, together with Mr. Zhong, spare no effort to help Yuanzhou overcome the difficulties!"

"it is good!"

The emperor, Longyan Dayue, made a decision on the spot: "Then I will appoint you two as imperial envoys, take Shangfang's sword, and set off in a few days to go to Yuanzhou to relieve the disaster and calm the people!"

Zhong He and Wen Chao looked at each other, and said in unison: "I will not disgrace my life!"

Seeing that the matter had been settled, many courtiers were surprised.They took a sneak peek at Ming Tan, who had a calm face, hesitated for a moment, and then turned to Ming Hui, who was thinking about something.

Wen Chao is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, known for his smoothness; and everyone in the government and the public knows that the Ministry of Officials is almost completely occupied by the second prince's manpower...

Then the Ninth Princess, a person who appreciates Zhong He, an official of Qingliu, would recommend Wen Chao, an official of turbidity. What does this mean?

Many people were at a loss for this, but Ming Hui didn't think deeply about Ming Tan's intentions.

Regardless of the process, the result matters most.

As a member of the Ministry of Officials, Wen Chao was quite respectful to him, and always seemed to have the intention of surrendering.Since this is the case, half of the disaster relief matters are still in his hands, and there is still a chance to operate...

Minghui thought to himself, subconsciously looking at Wen Chao.Seeing that the latter also just turned his head at this time, met his gaze, and nodded slightly towards himself.

Minghui's heart skipped a beat, and he was suddenly happy.

He glanced at Ming Tan's back, almost unable to hide the complacency in his heart, only felt that even his breathing suddenly became a little easier.

It seems that this Ninth Emperor Sister is a bad move in the end, and she doesn't know who she is!

As for Cheng Guogong's side... Forget it, as long as the concubine mother comforts her well, grandpa wouldn't mind too much, would she?