Daming Greedy Wolf Star

Chapter 90 Peaceful acceptance

Zhu Zhanhe went out smoothly and entered the palace, but he didn't see the old man.

The gate of Qianqing Palace was closed tightly, and Zhu Zhanhe knelt outside the gate for a whole morning before the closed gate opened a gap, and a head poked out.

Zhu Zhanhe looked up and saw that it was a young eunuch.

Facing Zhu Zhanhe's gaze, the little eunuch showed a pitiful expression, threw something out, then quickly withdrew his head, and the door closed.

Zhu Zhanhe shook his head and laughed.

Whether it's the old man's waywardness or dissatisfaction, he got something.

Picking up the imperial decree on the ground, Zhu Zhanhe rolled it up, put it in his arms, and bowed his head respectfully.

After a long time, Zhu Zhanhe straightened up slowly, slowly got up from the ground, dragged his numb legs and limped away slowly.

Suddenly, he felt something strange, as if someone was staring at him.

The steps under his feet paused, Zhu Zhanhe lowered his head slightly, but did not turn around, and walked away.

Standing in front of the window, Zhu Di watched the somewhat thin figure leave slowly, expressionless.

The emperor may admit defeat, but he will never regret it.

……

Ministry of Accounts.

"Are you...really going?"

Accompanied by the sound of flipping, Xia Yuanji looked at the boy in front of him... No, it should be said to be a boy now.

"Why not go?"

Zhu Zhanhe smiled slightly, the young man's gentle smile seemed to be sunny, and it was not as scary as depicted in the script.

"The king's life is hard to break. Xia Shangshu is an old man in the court, so he shouldn't know it."

"Wei Zhe knows..." Xia Yuanji sighed softly.

"However, you actually don't have to go. Wei Zhe is also responsible for this matter. It was Wei Zhe's immature plan that made His Royal Highness..."

"Xia Shangshu."

Xia Yuanji was interrupted by Zhu Zhanhe before he finished speaking.

Although soft-spoken, it is full of irresistible power.

"Alas..." Xia Yuanji sighed again and bowed slightly.

"Weizhe didn't think it through carefully, His Highness Xie reminded me."

Some words can be said, some words cannot be said.

What you can say doesn't mean you should say it, and what you can't say doesn't mean you don't need to say it, but the premise is that you can bear the corresponding price.

"Okay, Shangshu Xia, let's get down to business."

For Xia Yuanji's thank you, Zhu Zhanhe didn't take it seriously.

His current situation is caused by political struggle and the old man's eccentricity.

Xia Yuanji just proposed a plan full of loopholes, he was just a suggester.

The old man didn't make a decision, and his suggestion was useless for the rest of his life.

Zhu Zhanhe would not vent his anger on Xia Yuanji, because it was useless, and also because it was useless.

What's more, he wasn't actually angry, and he didn't have the so-called anger for him to vent.

"These are the relevant details of the farm cattle raising. This is the seal of the Ministry of Households. These are..."

Xia Yuanji took out all the things he had prepared long ago from the side, and watched Zhu Zhanhe check each one seriously, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He knew what happened in Qianqing Palace that day, and he was also one of the few people who knew.

Because of this, he felt very guilty.

Unlike ordinary civil servants, he actually doesn't dislike Zhu Zhanhe, it can even be said that he appreciates it.

Ordinary civil servants play politics and power, but he is not.

He plays with finances, because he is different from others, as long as he plays these two words well, he will have everything.

Just like now, he managed Daming's finances in an orderly manner, which no one else could do, so Zhu Di would rely heavily on him and even help him back up.

From Xia Yuanji's point of view, Zhu Zhanhe is a very good partner.

Last year, Zhu Zhanhe helped the people in the Hangzhou area to rush to harvest grain, which increased Daming's income and reduced expenditure.

Without Zhu Zhanhe, the grain harvest in Hangzhou would be in short supply that time, not to mention that the court's tax revenue would not be guaranteed, and money and grain would have to be provided for relief.

This year, Zhu Zhanhe built the Beijing Temple during the Northern Expedition, which allowed Daming to capture a lot more, because if there were no three "kill them all", Daming would have left some guarantees for the Tatar survivors.

This guarantee may account for half of the seizure this time, or even more.

Not to mention the matter in Yangzhou, if the money from the house raid hadn't been transferred to the household department, the household department wouldn't even be able to get half of the pension money.

Therefore, for Xia Yuanji, Zhu Zhanhe is really an excellent partner.

It's just a pity that the intersection of the two in the future may be limited to the salary that the court gave to the vassal king.

"Xia Shangshu."

Xia Yuanji, whose thoughts had already flown away, snapped back to his senses.

"Is there no list of surrogates?"

Zhu Zhanhe searched for a long time but couldn't find the list of surrogates, only the list of casualties given by the Ministry of War.

"His Royal Highness, no." Xia Yuanji shook his head.

"Your Majesty said that instead of letting us decide on the surrogate, it's better to wait until you go down and have a look at it before making a decision, Your Majesty."

"After all, there is a big difference between reading the memorial and actually reading it."

Zhu Zhanhe nodded in agreement when he heard the words.

What Xia Yuanji said is correct, the court can only determine the list of surrogate adopters based on the situation reported by the Ministry of War or the local government, and the reliability of such data is too low.

How should I put it, never underestimate the greed of human beings, especially when these people control certain powers.

"That's fine, I'll take the things away." Zhu Zhanhe tidied up, and then asked Zhu Ling to put away the things.

"Xia Shangshu, see you later."

"Your Highness!"

Just as Zhu Zhanhe turned around to leave, Xia Yuanji stopped him.

"Xia Shangshu, is there anything else?" Zhu Zhanhe turned his head, his expression was as usual, without the slightest fluctuation.

"His Royal Highness..." Xia Yuanji organized his words, but found that he couldn't find a language suitable for the situation.

"Going out...be careful."

"Thank Xia Shangshu for his concern." Zhu Zhanhe was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Don't worry Xia Shangshu, I'm not going this trip by myself."

Xia Yuanji was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed too.

"gone!"

Zhu Zhanhe turned his head and waved his hands, only leaving Xia Yuanji a back view.

Looking at the slightly immature back, Xia Yuanji bowed slightly.

……

Jinyiwei, Beizhen Fusi.

This place has never been a good place, and few people are willing to come here, whether it is civilians or officials.

"Commander Ji, we meet again."

When Zhu Zhanhe arrived, Ji Gang had already brought someone to wait at the door.

"Ji Gang has met His Royal Highness."

"No need, let's talk about things." Zhu Zhanhe waved his hands, he has no intention of practicing such polite etiquette and speaking skills now.

Ji Gang took a token from a Jinyi guard at the side, and presented it to Zhu Zhanhe with both hands.

"This, you keep it."

……

On the sixth day of the first month of the ninth year of Yongle, the prince of the Han Dynasty left Beijing with more than [-] officials from the household department and more than [-] Jinyiwei.

(End of this chapter)