The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 11 Min Wengong thinks I am a fool!
Zhu Youjian may also be the most diligent emperor in history.

Compared with model worker Yong Zheng who went to bed late and got up early, Zhu Youjian hardly slept at night.

Even on New Year's Eve, he "reviewed until the end of the night."

(Former) Wen Tiren, the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty, complained privately more than once that the emperor often issued imperial edicts to him in the middle of the night.

However, even so, the Ming Dynasty's national power was still declining.

Now in the 15th year of Chongzhen, anyone close to the center knows that the Ming Dynasty is coming to an end. (There is no one left to compete for the position of chief minister of the cabinet)
But Zhu Youjian refused to give up and wanted to save him again.

At this moment, Zhu Youjian stayed up all night again. After the court meeting, he took the time to approve the memorial.

Queen Zhou squeezed his shoulders from behind.

Zhu Youjian looked at the memorial and said, "Why do you have to suffer with me? I have refused to go back after urging you many times.

What's your name?This is called disrespecting the emperor's decree. If you rebel against the emperor's decree, you will be beheaded... Well, this is where it hurts. Click a few more times. "

Zhu Youjian was originally worried, but now he had time to joke with Queen Zhou.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was born a beggar, and most of the queens came from the common people, so they were rarely addressed as "I" or "this palace" in private.

Empress Zhou kept her hands busy and defended: "I still have needlework to do, and I just want to use the candlelight of Dezheng Palace. I will stay with you wherever I am."

Zhu Youjian said dissatisfied: "I am the Ming Dynasty Emperor, don't I need you to mend this robe?"

Empress Zhou chuckled: "That's right, that's right. I just remembered that you are the richest and most generous person in the world today. Everyone in the world calls you... Zhu Da Yuanwai."

Zhu Youjian thought about the title Zhu Da Yuanwai, and seemed quite satisfied. He muttered: "...That's pretty much it."

His mood had just improved, and Zhu Youjian saw the memorial from Laishui County Magistrate Min Wengong again.

Along with the memorial, there was something wrapped in red cloth, which was quite large.

Zhu Youjian couldn't help but be curious. When he opened it, he saw an unknown white thing.

Smell it, it has no smell, poke it, it's hard on the outside but soft on the inside.

Of course he had eaten rice cakes before, but how could he have thought that a court official would send this thing as a treasure?So Zhu Youjian didn't think about that at all.

Zhu Youjian was confused for a while, then he simply opened the memorial and looked over. Zhu Youjian first frowned and then darkened his face.

Finally, he slapped the table and got angry: "That's ridiculous! Does this Min Wengong think I'm a fool!"

Queen Zhou was startled from behind, but because the harem was not allowed to interfere in politics, she did not dare to ask.

Fortunately, what Min Wengong wrote had nothing to do with political affairs, and Zhu Youjian also rarely had a few words with Empress Zhou: "Look at what he wrote, a giant white dragon descended from the sky in Laishui County, with beards and horns, and it was more than ten feet tall. It's hundreds of miles long... and it's actually edible! He said it tastes very good and a little spicy... This Min Wengong, he really dares to make it up."

Queen Zhou was stunned when she heard this. She knew that officials from all over the country liked to make up anecdotes to impress the emperor, but she had never made them so outrageous.

Her first feeling was that the Laishui County Magistrate might be crazy.

Zhu Youjian was thinking the same thing. He touched his forehead and said, "I praised him for being calm and steady during the imperial examination. I didn't expect that he would become like this after just a few years as a county magistrate. Alas, he is still useless."

Hearing Zhu Youjian's anger, he already had the intention of deposing Min Wengong.

Queen Zhou knew that Zhu Youjian had done many wrong things because of his anger over the years, and she no longer cared about whether he was involved in politics or not. She quickly advised him: "Laishui County is close to Shuntian Prefecture, and countless refugees pass through there every year. Is there any rebellion among the refugees?"

Zhu Youjian thought about it and said, "No."

Queen Zhou asked again: "After the county magistrate Min Wengong went to Laishui County, has he ever taken bribes, violated the law, preyed on the people, and abolished public affairs for private purposes?"

...Zhu Youjian already understood that Queen Zhou meant that although Min Wengong had done this, he was still competent as a county magistrate.

There were very few competent officials in the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Youjian gave up the idea of ​​deposing Min Wengong, but he was still a little angry and angry with Queen Zhou.

So he didn't want her to give her a massage. Zhu Youjian stood up and said, "It's time to pay my respects to Princess Xuanyi."

Before leaving, he pushed the white thing to Queen Zhou.

Queen Zhou was stunned and said: "What is this?"

Zhu Youjian, who had already walked outside the door, replied: "Min Wengong said this is white dragon meat. Now it is given to you. Remember to eat it. It is a great supplement."...

Well, Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian perfectly missed his first opportunity to get acquainted with Fang Yu.

In the evening, Mr. Zhao announced on behalf of Fang Yu that he would allocate green brick houses to everyone. The refugees were very excited, and then they burst into tears.

City Gate Commander Pang Tiande saw such a scene when he walked into the refugee camp. He thought these people might have encountered something difficult.

But what could happen to a group of refugees?
The person who came out to greet Pang Tiande was Old Man Zhao. Old Man Zhao smiled and said, "Master Fang has something to do over there. I will lead General Pang there."

Pang Tiande didn't care about Fang Yu's rudeness. He pointed at the group of crying refugees and asked, "They are crying so sadly. What happened?"

Old Man Zhao had already received Fang Yu's instructions: We have nothing to hide.

Old man Zhao shook his head and said: "They are not sad, but happy. Mr. Fang wants to build a house for them, a house with blue bricks and large tiles."

"With so many people, how many rooms should be built?"

"One room per person."

Pang Tiande:......

Pang Tiande was helpless. Each of these people was better than the other. I thought that one was young and frivolous, but this old one was more ruthless.

He no longer wanted to chat, but old man Zhao came to ask him again: "Shoujiang Pang, how is the tailor Mr. Fang asked you to hire? When can they come?"

..., Pang Tiande said depressedly: "It will still take some time."

As the two walked, they soon saw a simple shack, which seemed to be much more solid than ordinary refugee shacks.

What left Pang Tiande speechless was that there were two more people standing guard in front of the shack. They held their chests out and their bellies folded, their faces expressionless, trying to look mighty.

Pang Tiande wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

Old man Zhao only reached the door and said that Young Master Fang was inside, then turned around and started talking to the sophomores and seniors standing guard.

Pang Tiande heard them talk about hiring people to burn the brick kiln, where they would go to collect stones, cut wood, etc., and they made it seem as if they were really doing it.

Pang Tiande shook his head, opened the reed curtain himself, and stepped into the house.

The room is clean and well lit.

There are two beds, one large and one small, and the mud floor has been specially smoothed. There are no potholes or even any thatch.

But Pang Tiande didn't pay attention to this at all. His eyes were attracted by the round thing from the moment he entered the door.

This thing is taller than a person, and is silver-white in color, with a small circle (button) in the middle and a strange pattern (trademark) underneath.

And at the top, there was a group of green light flashing, exactly what Pang Tiande saw last night.

"Yuan Datou is an antique and has collectible value. It is much more expensive than ordinary silver." Teacher Pan was a little reluctant to part with it.

Fang Yu said: "Teacher Pan, can you please stop picking it? Yuan Datou is not a rare thing, no matter how expensive it is... How about you twist that silver bracelet of yours into sections and throw some away first?" Me, you don’t wear that thing anyway.”

"Then let's cut off Yuan's head." Teacher Pan said.

Fang Yu turned around and saw Pang Tiande coming in, so he said hello: "Brother Pang Pang, you are here."

Teacher Pan over there listened and asked, "Who is here?"

"The city gate commander of Laishui County is also the head guard of the city gate."

"Then does he know martial arts?" Teacher Pan asked.

Fang Yu looked at Pang Tiande, but Pang Tiande didn't respond. He opened his mouth wide and his eyes were dull.

So Fang Yu answered on his behalf: "It should be possible, otherwise how can we guard the city gate and protect the safety of the county."

Teacher Pan just asked casually, and then stopped caring about Pang Tiande. He only said to find a pair of scissors and send Yuan Datou over later.

(End of this chapter)