I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 59

Awakened by the noise outside the door, Li Tian frowned and opened his eyes, turned around and got out of bed with three minutes of getting up.

"Who is making noise outside?"

Hearing the emperor's sullen tone, officials outside the door, large and small, hurriedly silenced. Only Ren Jin, a scholar of the Wenhua Palace, walked quickly to the door, bowed slightly and said:

"Your Majesty, you are awake."

Putting on the dragon robe and mourning hemp, Li Tian opened the door, looked around at the officials standing in the courtyard, looked down at Ren Jin and said:

"If you were arguing a little louder, I'm afraid I'd be able to sleep more soundly. Tell me, what happened."

"It's not my intention to disturb His Majesty's rest." Ren Jin gave a deep apologetic salute, and then said:

"Your Majesty, it is the people in charge of the Sixth Division who led a group of censors to kneel outside the Chengtian Gate, and they are calling for grievances on behalf of Fujian Commander Li Min."

Li Min?

Li Tian raised his eyebrows, put his hands behind his back, walked back and forth and thought for a while, then stopped and said:

"Where's Lu Zhen, where's the head of the Sixth Section? Nobody cares?"

A wry smile flashed across Ren Jin's face, and he reminded in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, discussing political affairs, making suggestions and reforms is the responsibility of the six divisions, and the chief of the six divisions must be aware of it.

As for Mr. Lu, he has just transferred to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, so he probably doesn't want to offend his subordinates. "

Waving his hand irritably, signaling the officials to disperse on their own, Li Tian turned to look at Ren Jin and said impatiently:

"What's going on, tell me carefully."

Knowing that the emperor was in a bad mood after being woken up, Ren Jin didn't dare to show off, bowed his hands, and quickly explained the persuasion of Jin Youde crying in the main hall of the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment, Yang Fu, Deng Shiyan.

After a pause, Ren Jin continued:
"The news that Jin Shangshu cried for Li Min's funeral spread quickly, and both the Sixth Division and the Metropolitan Procuratorate concluded that His Majesty killed a good minister by mistake.

In one morning's work, more than a dozen memorials were sent to the cabinet and the imperial study room. Later, Mr. Huang Ge rejected all the memorials of the six subjects.

Then Liu Ke led the censor to kneel outside the Chengtian Gate, cursing Huang Ge's old treacherous courtiers and flattering His Majesty. "

The Sixth Division and the Metropolitan Procuratorate belong to the same sequence of officials in Ming Dynasty, but compared to the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

The Six Divisions, whose official rank is only seventh rank, have greater impeachment powers than the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Under special circumstances, the Six Divisions can even jointly reject the imperial edict.

After listening to Ren Jin's words, Li Tian couldn't help but smile. Can this group of so-called Qingliu finally bear it?
It seems that a single Jin Yiwei did not fill their stomachs.

After pondering for a while, Li Tian waved his hand indifferently:

"Let them go, by the way, you go and call Wu Zhong to me."

Ren Jin's face froze when he heard the words, and he hurriedly saluted and said:

"Does Your Majesty want to let the Six Divisions kneel outside the Chengtian Gate? Forgive me, it is not appropriate for Your Majesty to do so."

Li Tian knew what Ren Jin was thinking, and it was nothing more than the support of important court officials behind these rumor officials, so they should not be underestimated.

However, in Li Tian's view, a group of self-styled and lip-smacking things really don't need to be taken too seriously. After snorting twice, Li Tian said calmly:
"Jin Youde cried for Li Min's funeral because of his deep friendship. Sixth Division's appeal for Li Min's injustice is not just for the sake of injustice. I know it well. You don't have to worry about Zong Yu. Go and call Wu Zhong. I still have business to explain to him. "

Seeing that the emperor had already made up his mind, Ren Jin sighed secretly, and answered with cupped hands:

"I'm going to call Wu Shangshu to see His Majesty."

Li Tian nodded slightly, watched Ren Jin out of the duty room courtyard, waved to the duty room official who was hiding far away, and asked with a smile:
"What about the three of them, are they still sleeping?"

The clerk in the duty room held his green robe nervously, never thought that one day he would be questioned by the emperor, and replied respectfully:
"Returning to Your Majesty, Master Yuan Fu and Elder Yang Ge are still resting. Director Jiang went to Dongchang on business early in the morning. Before leaving, he told the minister to send someone to Dongchang to spread the word when he woke up. .”

"Don't be so nervous, I don't know how to eat people." Patting the little official on the shoulder, Li Tianxuan said:

"I entrusted you with a task, take good care of this yard, and don't let people disturb the rest of the two pavilion elders."

Hearing this, the clerk in the duty room nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice, and said in a respectful voice:
"May your majesty ask the minister to arrange for washing and meals?"

Looking at the simple and ordinary courtyard of the duty room, Li Tian nodded and said with great interest:

"Go and make arrangements, I haven't eaten a meal cooked by a cabinet cook yet."

After wiping his face and washing his hands, the clerk in the duty room led Li Tian into the cabinet cafeteria. Just after noon, the cabinet cafeteria was full of editors and edicts from the Imperial Academy having lunch.

Seeing the emperor coming in person, dozens of editors and editors hurriedly got up, shouting to welcome the emperor in joy and fear.

Picking up a few people who were close at hand, Li Tian smiled and said loudly:

"Everyone, hurry up, you are all the future pillars of my Ming Dynasty. When I see you, it is like seeing the hope of my future."

The three Imperial Academy officials were noncommittal. Although they were ninth-rank, they were all from second-class Jinshi background, and they would be officials sooner or later.

But the rest of the editors of the Imperial Academy blushed with excitement, got up in a hurry, and looked at Li Tian with fiery eyes.

They are nominally seventh-rank, but if there is no other opportunity, most of them will stay in the cabinet for the rest of their lives, and the seventh-rank officials will die.

But now that the Holy Majesty is here in person, for them, today is the best opportunity to make a fortune.

Knowing that the emperor was going to eat in the cabinet cafeteria, all the editors rushed forward one after another, eager to sit with Li Tian.

Eating at the same table with the emperor is enough to make them brag for half their lives.

The clerk in the duty room was taken aback by the fanatical editors, desperately stood in front of Li Tian, ​​and said loudly:

"My lords, step back and don't disturb the Holy Majesty."

"It doesn't matter." Stepping up to the little official, Li Tian stood with his head held high, his hands pressed down, and after the cabinet cafeteria was quiet, he said with a calm smile:
"I can understand how you want to have dinner with me, but I only have one, and I can't divide it into a hundred petals. Each of you has one petal."

Li Tian's humorous words made all the editors laugh in a low voice, but no one really pushed forward.

When the cabinet cook brought more than a dozen special dishes that he had never learned throughout his life, Li Tian sat calmly, picked up his chopsticks, and smiled at the editors:
"I came here today, one is to taste the meals of the cabinet, and the other is to see your demeanor, it happens that I am free at the moment, why don't I give you the test questions for your debut?"

The opportunity to fly to the top is here!

The emperor really understood what I was waiting for, and all the editors and editors had their eyes shining, and they all shouted long live in their hearts.

Even the few waiting edicts who didn't want to work with the editors all stared and pricked up their ears, for fear that they might have misheard the emperor's examination.

(End of this chapter)