Listening to politics behind a curtain?Kill the Queen Mother at the beginning!

Chapter 57 Name the Dongji Incident Factory
"If His Majesty really wants the slave's head..."

"Just words."

Cao Zhengchun knelt down on the ground, put away his usually pleasant face and said solemnly to Zhu Ming.

"You, you..."

"How can I say that you are..."

Zhu Ming looked at Cao Zhengchun's seriousness, but he was not in the mood to play or joke. Instead, he looked seriously at Eunuch Cao who fell to his knees.

To be honest, after the founding of the Dali Dynasty, there were eunuchs who took power and interfered in the government. However, even if they were arrogant and domineering, or ignored human lives so much that they sold officials and positions, making the court full of smog, the world The people are living in dire straits.

However, the loyalty of the vast majority of eunuchs to His Majesty has never changed, because they rely on the imperial power and can only be attached to the imperial power.

It was the eunuch who had the power over the ruling and the public a few dynasties before Dali. He had the right to read the memorials for the emperor and approve the reds. He was truly under one person and above ten thousand people. It was just that someone passed a note in from outside the door. After he confirmed it was correct, he hanged himself on the spot without saying a word.

How similar are the two?

And this servant in front of him is much better than him,

Counting the days, this servant was already by his side when the woman was in power. The situation at that time was far from what it is now. It is not an exaggeration for him to say that he is walking on eggshells every day, but he has never More than half disrespectful.

No matter when and where you are respectful to yourself,
There has never been a half pass.

The most rare thing is that he never took the initiative to mention anything in front of himself, whether he made good or bad comments about the people in the court, or fought for his own interests, he always just did his own thing, Don't talk too much, don't ask for credit, don't ask for rewards.

There are not many slaves like this in the Palace...

In fact, for the eunuch's loyalty to himself,

Zhu Ming has never doubted it in his life. To put it bluntly, Jinyi's pro-army is far inferior, because they have no children, and no matter how powerful they are, there is no possibility of passing it on.

after all
Anyone in the world can sit in that position,
Only the eunuch can't,

Because no matter whether it is the princes in the court, the scholars in the world, or the people with a little backbone, they can't bear the fact that an eggless eunuch is sitting on it.

"Ugh……"

"This slave is good at everything,"

"It's just that his temper is too rigid."

Zhu Ming withdrew his thoughts, waved his sleeves and sighed.

"Your Majesty, from the day you enter the palace."

"Our family is already a servant of His Majesty's family."

"As a servant in His Majesty's family, you only need to know one thing, what His Majesty said, and the servant will do as His Majesty said."

Cao Zhengchun took it for granted,
"Your Majesty's words are never wrong."

"Since you are a slave in this way,"

"Why do you need to be flexible?"

Cao Zhengchun took it for granted,
"Forget it, I won't tell you in detail today."

"Go and call the man surnamed Luo into the palace."

"I'm waiting here to hear his explanation!"

Zhu Ming waved his hand.

"Old slave, leader..."

"Well, let's go."

Zhu Ming waved his hand.

"Old slave, leave..."

"Ah."

Looking at Cao Zhengchun's back, Zhu Ming suddenly remembered the scene of Cao Zhengchun resolutely standing in front of him in the early court a few days ago.

"Zhang Gongfeng, what do you think of this person?"

Zhu Ming hesitated for a long time and finally asked in a low voice.

The voice just fell,

From the shadow of the imperial study room, an old eunuch with white hair and chicken skin wearing a big red python robe walked out. His steps were very light, and his breath was almost non-existent. Even the guards waiting outside the door could not find any clues.

Even if he walked from the shadows to the candlelight, if he didn't look carefully, he would subconsciously ignore this person, as if he was a shadow of a person.

That's right, because he was originally the shadow of his grandfather, but now he has become his own shadow. After three dynasties of honor and disgrace, if there is one most loyal person among the eunuchs, it is undoubtedly him.

Since the battle of Ganluting, Zhang Jin, the first enshrined in the former dynasty, has been with him every day, and has never left his side ten feet away, because he said that as long as he is within ten feet of him, there will be no one in the world. Anyone can threaten their own safety.

"Your Majesty, I don't know what you are asking?"

"Cultivation or character?"

Zhang Jin asked.

Of course he heard the conversation just now,

Zhu Ming didn't hide anything from him.

"Cultivation!"

Zhu Ming said bluntly.

Because he already has his own judgment on character.

"A slave will always be a slave,"

"A slave's head only thinks about what a slave should think about."

these two sentences,

It still echoes in Zhu Ming's mind.

indeed,

All I need is a slave.

He doesn't understand government affairs,
On the contrary, it is a good thing,

A slave only needs to do what the master tells him to do!
……

"I think it is comparable to the old slave a year ago."

Zhang Jin thought about it.

"Sanpin?"

Zhu Ming was puzzled.

"The old slave once heard from him that the kung fu he practices is called Tianmao Boy Kung Fu. According to the old slave, he has about 50 years of kung fu. Although he is not very old, it is better than being extremely pure. The exuberance of qi and blood is even better than that of a pure martial artist."

"I think it can beat most of the third ranks in the world, and there are few rivals in the huge rivers and lakes."

"Among the many offerings in this palace, the only one who can steadily surpass him is the old servant."

When mentioning Cao Zhengchun, Zhang Jin obviously had a good impression of him, and it was rare for him to explain his temperament of cherishing words like gold.

I still remember that when His Majesty came to play chess with him in the deep palace, this person was always by his side.

Often, before the person arrives, from a long distance away, one mouthful, an old ancestor shouted, very affectionately, not like a hypocrite.

People have seven emotions and six desires, and so do eunuchs. After a long time, they will naturally become more fond of him. What's more, what I said is not against my will, they are all true words.

"That's more than enough..."

Hearing the sound, Zhu Ming thought to himself, after all, the newly established yamen was used to constrain the Jinyiwei's pro-army, and it was not used to fight with the 10,000+ iron cavalry of the Yan people in the north, as long as it could suppress the people underneath.

Of course, the best choice is the old priest in front of him who has experienced the rise and fall of three dynasties, but now that he is his own shadow, he really can't go away often to run errands, let alone be the head of this newly established yamen.

"I think His Majesty already has something in mind."

Zhang Jin looked at Zhu Ming's rather emotional expression, she knew it, and didn't ask any more questions, and silently retreated into the shadow of the imperial study room.

"If you really want to set up this yamen,"

"Where should I choose the location?"

Zhu Ming muttered to himself, before he unconsciously walked to a map of Shangjing, his eyes searched all the places in the city.

"There is a place next to the Donghua Gate."

"The factory building originally used for government-run textiles was very large, and it was left idle a few years ago. It is a spacious place, barely enough..."

"If you decide on a name,"

"Why don't we call it the Dongji Incident Factory?"

Zhu Ming looked at the map of Shangjing and thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)