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

Chapter 2 Isn't it Just Dozens of Banquets?

It was night, and Zhu Youjian drank and had fun all night long.

At a quarter of an hour, the four women were packed and carried away by the eunuchs serving the bed. Zhu Youjian was lying on the dragon bed, his legs were still bulging, and he was so sleepy that he could barely open his eyes.

Seeing himself working hard all night, but only getting a measly thirteen points of 'prodigal value', he sighed secretly, and muttered depressingly: "Being a prodigal is simply too difficult."

Tilting his head, he fell into a deep sleep...

……

"Your Majesty, it's time to take a shower early and prepare to go to court."

After falling asleep for less than a cup of tea, Zhu Youjian was woken up by an old eunuch: "Your Majesty, it's two o'clock, it's time to get up early to take a bath and change clothes."

Zhu Youjian sighed secretly in his heart, this emperor is really not a human being!
The donkeys in the production team probably didn't work so hard, did they?

"I'm sick, so I'll be excused early today." Zhu Youjian covered his head and face with a yellow silk quilt, and said angrily: "The ministers and workers have something to do, just let them write the test book."

If you want to prodigal, the first step should be to ignore the government.

It happened that I was tired and tired, so I just found an excuse to fool me, this really kills two birds with one stone!
Zhu Youjian turned over, changed to a more comfortable position, and stayed on the dragon couch, refusing to get up.

"Your Majesty's dragon body is not in good condition, you should rest more, but..." The annoying old eunuch hesitated to speak, and after a moment of hesitation, he finally continued:
"However, today is His Majesty's first morning court after he ascended the throne. It can be regarded as a formal enthronement ceremony. Nearly a thousand civil and military officials, special envoys of vassal states, etc. have already waited for the court congratulations in the Huangji Hall. Your Majesty, please take a bath and change clothes."

"Isn't it just Zhaohe? Go out and tell them that if you can avoid it, you can avoid it. I am devoting myself to the country, and the fewer those false tricks, the better." Zhu Youjian said angrily.

He was still a little strange, weren't all the eunuchs in the Daming Harem the minions of Wei Zhongxian?
The emperor does not come to the court, and the government is abandoned. Shouldn't these guys be having fun?

"Your Majesty, calm down," the old eunuch said neither humble nor overbearing: "This is the legacy of the Taizu, and we have to follow it."

Zhu Youjian sighed and got up silently.

Since it was the last instruction of Taizu, he dared not disobey it, otherwise, if those gossip officials get hold of it, you will be annoyed to death.

In the current Ming Dynasty, although the Eunuch Party monopolizes power and the so-called "Donglin Party members" are basically eradicated, there are always some censors who are indomitable and hard-headed.

Two young eunuchs stepped forward quickly and began to change and wash Zhu Youjian.

Then, another annoying breakfast.

It was nothing more than some millet porridge, radish pickles, steamed buns, etc., which were tasteless, and Zhu Youjian sighed and frowned after eating.

In the Ming Dynasty, because of the legacy of the ancestors, the emperor's breakfast should not include "bright clothes and jade food" such as big fish and meat, bird's nest tremella, and century-old ginseng soup, so as to show that he will not forget the hardships of Taizu's business and the hardships of life.

In a word, don't forget your roots.

Originally, Zhu Youjian thought it was very good. It was a "good rule" that a good emperor must abide by. It not only allowed the ruler not to forget his roots, but also ensured a reasonable diet, which was of great benefit to his health.

But now it's different, he activated the 'Da Ming's No. [-] Prodigal Son' system, and of course the more extravagant the breakfast, the better, so that he can reap the 'Prodigal Value'!

What's more, drinking and having fun in the middle of the night, shouldn't you have a bowl of ginseng soup to nourish your body?

While eating breakfast, Zhu Youjian thought about it, and when the situation stabilized, he would implement this one.

Finally, at the second quarter of Maozheng.

Zhu Youjian's dragon chariot was carried by 36 strong eunuchs, which looked extremely stable and comfortable, even compared to the dragon bed.

However, he still has some regrets. The dragon chariot that the first prodigal son of Ming Dynasty was riding on only needed 36 eunuchs to carry it?The specifications are not high enough, at least double, to be considered a prodigal.

Zhu Youjian sat on the dragon chariot in a daze, thinking silently in his heart, how to not be diligent and frugal in details, and cause necessary waste...

"The Emperor is here!"

Suddenly, an old eunuch squeezed his throat and shouted, startling the drowsy Zhu Youjian.

He quickly opened his eyes and sat upright.

To be an emperor, one needs to have the aura and majesty of an emperor, so that he appears to be superior. Even if he wants to implement some "prodigal plans" in the future, it should reduce some resistance.

Zhu Youjian has already calculated that if he wants to defeat Daming's Jiangshan Sheji as soon as possible, there are two forces that cannot be underestimated, and they must be drawn in and fully utilized.

One is the [-] eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty.

These eunuchs...cough, these father-in-laws, although they don't have much culture, but relying on their power and money, they scrape land for money, gamble and eat flowers and wine, all of them are good spenders.

Second, those royal relatives, princes and nobles are also very good. They spend their days drinking and drinking, drunk and dreaming, they should be encouraged and trained, and let them help me defeat the Ming Dynasty!

But the problem is that there are always some blind scholars. Once they become officials, they talk loudly and claim to be clean. They talk about the country, the country, and the people's livelihood.

If it really doesn't work, first send and exile a few strong and loyal ministers?
To deal with Yuan Chonghuan, Sun Chuanting, and Lu Xiangsheng, the supervisors and governors who led the troops to fight, will it trigger a mutiny or something?

Forget it, let's find a few soft persimmons and try them out first.

Zhu Youjian is worried that the first thing he needs to face in his "prodigal son plan" should be the so-called "remnants of the Donglin Party"...

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After more than two hours of "red tape", Zhu Youjian's first morning court finally got on the right track.

"My dear friends, today is my first visit to the imperial court. This is a celebration for the whole world. Therefore, I have ordered Shangshan Supervisor to prepare a banquet for all your ministers and envoys from various countries..."

"Your Majesty must not!"

Before Zhu Youjian finished speaking, he was interrupted awe-inspiringly by a minister.

He took a closer look and felt happy, isn't this Qian Qianyi, the left servant of the Ministry of Rites?

Mr. Qian, Zhu Youjian had some general impressions.

After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, this person served as Minister of Rites under King Fu of Nanming; It was Mr. Qian who wrote...

Not bad, this kind of spineless scholar should be cultivated and vigorously promoted in the future.

"Qian Aiqing, why did you say that?" Zhu Youjian asked casually.

"Your Majesty's gift of food is the Son of Heaven's kindness. As a courtier, you should be grateful. This is originally a good thing."

"But!" Qian Qianyi, the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, paused, and remonstrated with righteous words: "Taizu's legacy, farming is difficult, and the people are very difficult. People in the court should reflect on themselves three times a day, and think about every grain. Hard-won;
Therefore, I dare to ask Your Majesty to take it back!

I implore Your Majesty, just give me a bowl of millet porridge, and you must not violate the Taizu's legacy, corrupt Chaogang, and give a banquet on the court, Your Majesty!

Your Majesty, if you do not agree to your words of weeping blood, I will crash and die in front of Your Majesty on the spot! "

There was a sound of 'hula la', and a large group of civil servants fell to their knees in the Huangji Palace. Almost everyone, in a posture of being loyal and weeping blood, bumped their foreheads vigorously on the white marble floor, and shouted:
"Your Majesty, please take it back!"

In the blink of an eye, blood stains appeared on the foreheads of several people.

Zhu Youjian: "..."

Isn't it just dozens of tables of banquets, and it doesn't cost a few dollars, so how about those who are looking for life and death?

"Why, after giving me a good meal, I became a corrupt official?" Zhu Youjian asked calmly with a gloomy face, "Where is Wei Zhongxian?"

He kept muttering in his heart, logically speaking, Wei Zhongxian, the great eunuch, should rush to preside over such good events as the first day of the court and the enthronement ceremony, so that he could win a wave of goodwill under the eyes of his new king.

He didn't show his face for a long time, did he want to see Zhu Youjian's joke?
Or, is there another conspiracy?
(End of this chapter)