Chapter 35
Hu Shanwei looked at the back of Zhu Zhanchang who was leaving, but his heart beat faster.

She entered the palace and was selected because of her talent, but in the last years of Hongwu, her young emperor was no longer interested. During the Jianwen period, she was not selected by the emperor, but became a female official. After the turmoil, the Yongle Dynasty did not know why I feel that I have been a female official for more than ten years.

Of the women who entered the palace, which one does not want to be a concubine, and which one is not for glory and wealth.

For so many years, she has been living by etiquette, asking herself that she is no worse than any concubine, but perhaps she is too capable. The emperor has always trusted her, but it is the trust of her superiors in her subordinates.

She felt that her chance to become a royal woman was completely gone, but Zhu Zhanchang's obvious and deliberate approach planted another seed in her heart.

"But he's only ten years old, he's enough to be my son." Hu Shanwei couldn't help laughing at himself and shook his head.

……

"Young Master, get up." Chu'er called out eagerly.

Zhu Zhanchang opened his eyes in confusion, it was still dark outside, it was early in the summer, and it was still very early to finish talking.

"Young master, you have to go to court early today."

Zhu Zhanchang sat up all of a sudden, and if he was late in the morning, he would probably have to be scolded by his grandfather and his father after his father had finished scolding his elder brother.

Getting up quickly, Chu Er dressed him and rushed towards Zhu Zhanji.

As soon as Zhu Zhanchang went out, he met the eunuch sent by Zhu Zhanji to urge him.

"My lord, Taisun's side is in a hurry."

Three steps and two steps, I ran a set of morning exercises early in the morning, and I was already sweating.

Zhu Zhanji finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhu Zhanchang. The two watched the ministers file in from the main gate from the side, and there were no less than a hundred people in Fengtian Hall in a short while.

There are civil servants and military generals, and under the command of Honglu Temple, the ministers performed face-to-face ceremonies. This ceremony alone took more than ten minutes, and the sense of ceremony was too strong.

At this time, the sky was white with fish belly, and Zhu Zhanchang couldn't help thinking that if the minister lived farther away, he would get up in the middle of the night.

Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanchang followed behind their fat father, Zhu Gaochi noticed the sweat on Zhu Zhanchang's head, and stretched out a large sleeve robe to block him, signaling him to use his sleeve robe to make his face obvious. Sweat was wiped away.

The ministers began to play, and all the things to be played today have been handed to Zhu Di in the form of memorials. There was no prime minister in the Ming Dynasty, so many things had to be done by the emperor. Emperors like Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di could indeed play well, but others would Not necessarily.

Originally, the prime minister could take on a large part of the government affairs. Without the prime minister, it also prompted that being an emperor in the Ming Dynasty must be extremely capable, otherwise he would not be able to control the court situation. To a large extent, Zhu Yunwen could not play with this system. , The matter of the war is still listened to by the civil servants, and he does not know how to specialize in the arts, which leads to the loss of the world.

"His Majesty's Shaoxing House has been raining for several days, and there is fear of flooding. Please allocate funds from the imperial court to build the river embankment."

"Your Majesty's Shaozhou Mansion is seriously infested with bandits. Please send troops to suppress it."

"Your Majesty's thieves landed on the coast of Zhangzhou Prefecture. Although they were repelled, they caused more than [-] casualties in coastal fishing villages. Please send naval troops to sweep away the barbarians."

"Your Majesty King Zhao has done a good job in inspecting Huguang, please reward your majesty."

……

After listening to a series of memorials, Zhu Zhanchang's head was big, but Zhu Di was in high spirits and handled each piece with great patience. The emperor was really tired. If it wasn't for the three thousand beauties in the harem, Zhu Zhanchang really wanted to There is no reason to be emperor.

After the ministers talked about it, Zhu Di settled the important matters at the time, and some of the ministers to be discussed had to be followed by the ministers one by one.

Seeing that things were almost handled, Zhu Di seemed to be in good spirits as if he had drank a few cups of espresso.

"My dear friends, the grandson will implement the food stamp system in the palace from now on, with the palace as the starting point. If it runs well, it will be promoted to the people to replace the treasure money. Zhanji will show it to you."

Zhu Zhanji strode forward, and seeing that Zhu Zhanchang was motionless, he pulled him out and stood in front of the hall.

Zhu Zhanji, who was walking like a tiger, had no stage fright. After all, he followed Zhu Di to the battlefield since he was a child, and his momentum was completely true.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a sample of the food stamp." Zhu Zhanji took out the first printed version of the food stamp, which is about the size of a modern hundred-yuan bill.

Ministers of civil and military affairs came forward to watch and asked questions: "His Royal Highness Taisun, the denomination of treasure notes and food stamps is only one stone, five buckets and one bucket, is it too small."

Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanchang looked at each other, and Zhu Zhanji just said what he said in the previous discussion: "The people use food stamps, and the denomination of one stone is large enough, and the food stamps are the most valuable if they are used by the people. "

"The grandson is sympathetic to the people's feelings, and the blessing of the Ming Dynasty."

As a civil minister spoke, all the ministers shouted: "The grandson is sympathetic to the people's feelings, and the blessing of the Ming Dynasty."

As the emperor's grandson, as long as you do something right, someone will be flattering, and a group of people will be flattering.

"His Royal Highness Taisun, what does this series of things mean?" The Arabic numerals in the corner were discovered by someone.

"This is an anti-counterfeiting password. The Ministry of Household can verify the authenticity of the food stamps according to the anti-counterfeiting password. If there are fake tickets, they will be strictly investigated. Cooperating with Sanyin makes it extremely difficult to counterfeit."

"Tai Sun Shengming."

"Tai Sun Shengming!!"

Almost every time I say a few words, someone is flattering. In this environment, people are really easy to get carried away, and if they say it badly, they are flattering, so when the emperor must be clear-headed.

In the flattery of a group of people, Zhu Zhanji finished the overall idea and operation idea of ​​food stamps, and welcomed the praise of the ministers.

The ministers who can stand in the Fengtian Temple are all human beings. Since Zhu Di pushed Zhu Zhanji out to do the food stamps, he has a great determination to do it. First of all, he has to sing in order not to refute the emperor's face. After all, the food stamps and treasures are the affairs of the Ministry of Household, and whether they can be done or not will not affect their salary.

Only singing and not participating. After listening to Zhu Zhanji's plan, some people really listened to it, and if they think it is good, they praise it more.

After Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, Xia Yuanji stood up: "My minister, Xia Yuanji and all the officials of the household department, please fully cooperate with His Royal Highness Taisun to improve the food stamps and issue them within the year."

After Xia Yuanji's remarks, the officials of the Ministry of Household in the court followed suit, and Zhu Di was very satisfied: "Where Zhanji and Zhansi are young, and they are not old-fashioned, you old guys remember to help them more."

"This minister is frightened." The ministers knelt down one after another, and some people heard from it that it was not only the grandson, but also the fifth prince of the prince was involved.

After retreating from the dynasty, Zhu Zhanchang walked out of the Fengtian Temple, and he was greeted by his second uncle, the king of Han, Zhu Gaojiu.

"Second uncle." Zhu Zhanchang saluted respectfully.

"Why didn't you say a word in the hall just now, let this kid Zhanji steal the limelight." As soon as he opened his mouth, it was to sow discord.

Zhu Zhanchang pretended to be respectful: "Second uncle, nephew didn't wake up."

"Fart." Zhu Gaojiao doesn't treat him like a child at all now.

"Second uncle, if it's okay, I'll go first."

"Wait, your third uncle is back. I'll set up two tables for him in Qinhuaihe Restaurant later. Come with me."

"Second uncle, is that yellow croaker extremely unpalatable?"

"Hey!" Zhu Gaojiao feigned anger: "You kid really can't open the pot and lift it up."

"Your third uncle is back, and I will take you to Qinhuai River for a meat meal at night."

 Thank you for the flight, 5 days of little bookworms, just want to have a quiet time with books, the recommended ticket for cooking wine in the evening breeze
  


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