I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 7: Pick a scholar to take the blame

Wei Zhongxian was sweating profusely, his old waist bent down, and he couldn't stand up straight for a long time, and he kept saying, "Slaves deserve to die, slaves should die".

"Forget it, we will discuss this matter later."

Looking at Wei Zhongxian's appearance, Zhu Youjian didn't want to push him too fast, he was worried that it would be counterproductive, causing the great eunuch to have some bad thoughts, and killed his new master in the harem...

"Zhongxian, let's pass on the meal first, I'm a little hungry." Zhu Youjian leaned up, yawned, and stretched.

Wei Zhongxian hurried forward, while quickly helping Lord Long Live to change and freshen up, he ordered casually to let the eunuch in charge of Shangshan Supervisor serve the meal.

It is comfortable to let the eunuch serve in person...

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"Zhongxian, let's talk about the sale of the late emperor's furniture."

After a cup of tea, Zhu Youjian sat on a large rosewood chair and looked at a table with nearly a hundred delicacies from mountains and seas in front of him. He was in a good mood and energetic.

For this table of meals, it will cost hundreds of taels of silver, right?
This Wei Zhongxian is too good at handling things, and also too good at observing words and expressions.

Zhu Youjian didn't even order deliberately, and the standard of dinner was increased by about three times. The vision of the treacherous minister is really comforting.

Especially when he silently clicked on the system, looked at it with black letters on his face, and found that his prodigal value had increased by two points for just one dinner, Zhu Youjian felt even more excited, and wished to give this big man What should the eunuch reward...

"Long live lord, this is what this servant thinks about," Wei Zhongxian stepped forward, and said with a flattering smile, "letting the benevolence of the first emperor benefit the people, this move can be said to be unprecedented, even if it is the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, Niaoshun Fish Soup, Tang Dynasty Zong Songzu..."

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." Zhu Youjian was in a good mood, and tapped the traitor's nose with ivory chopsticks, "You are fine with everything, but you are too uneducated, so read more."

"Otherwise, it will make people laugh." He added with a smile.

"Study is useless, Lord Long Live," Wei Zhongxian said with a sad face, "I feel refreshed after staying with Lord Long Live for a while, and listening to Lord Long Live say a few words is better than those poor scholars who have studied hard for a hundred years." Book;
Long live Lord, tell me, what books do slaves need to read..."

This flattering...professional!
Zhu Youjian laughed loudly, and his mood became even happier. Thinking about himself, the number one prodigal son of Ming Dynasty, without a flattering Wei Zhongxian by his side, it would be a great shortcoming in life.

I have to scroll back to see what other ministers in the Ming Dynasty, who belong to this kind of overjoyed and flattering people, should be promoted as soon as possible...

"Sell the late emperor's furniture..." Zhu Youjian pondered for a few moments, and said seriously: "You must find a smart and capable person to handle it, otherwise, those Qingliu censors, princes and nobles will make a fuss, and it will be very annoying."

"Yes, yes, Long Live Lord is wise and powerful, and he has no plans..." Wei Zhongxian flattered him with another rainbow fart, which made Zhu Youjian feel embarrassed.

"Zhongxian, who do you think will be in charge of this matter?" Zhu Youjian asked.

This kind of good thing of "I don't feel bad about selling my father's land" must be in charge of a person of high morals and prestige, who is a leader in the literary world, so that there will be no troubles.

Otherwise, I don't know how many moths will be born by those top scholars in the Imperial College and the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

"Long live, my servant feels that Qian Qianyi, the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, is the one person to handle this matter well..." Wei Zhongxian pondered over and over again, secretly observing the emperor's face, "This servant Qian, who was famous for his talent in the past, wrote very well. Good poetry..."

Zhu Youjian couldn't help being amazed.

This great eunuch Wei Zhongxian is scheming, sinister, and good at blaming others. He is indeed a good assistant to my prodigal career.

Zhu Youjian knows in his heart that Qian Qianyi, the left servant of the Ministry of Rites, can be regarded as the leader of the "Donglin Party Remnants" who is still in a high position. He was famous all over the world for his good poems when he was young;

In the 38th year of Wanli, this person reached the first place in Tanhua, and he can be regarded as a young man with high ambitions and a leader in the literary world, and he has a high prestige among the Donglin Party members.

It can even be said that he is the only minister who can bear such a big crime.

Just kidding, before the national funeral of the Daxing Emperor was held, and the bones of the late emperor were not cold, he began to "sell the relics of the late emperor" in a frenzied, ungrateful, and ungrateful manner. Such a huge crime can only be borne by great scholars.

In addition, there is another very important reason why Zhu Youjian feels that Qian Qianyi is worthy of a great responsibility.

That is this Qian Qianyi Qian Shilang, who not only has a good surname, but also a good name, and there is a good word: 'Shouzhi'.

The last name is Qian, and the first name is Qianyi, which is a metaphor for "the rich and the rich, the more the better";
Accept it, accept it calmly.

Such a good prodigal assistant, if you don't make full use of it, it will be a reckless waste of everything, and it is unacceptable!
"This Minister Qian... is still a good candidate," Zhu Youjian pondered a few times, and then asked with a smile, "If he doesn't agree, what should I do?"

"This...is indeed a bit difficult," Wei Zhongxian asked tentatively, "Why don't you pass on the oral order of Lord Long Live to him first, and measure him as a little servant of the Ministry of Rites, so he wouldn't dare to disobey the order?"

The eunuch's words were very soft, but the cold and stern look between his eyebrows still couldn't hide from Zhu Youjian's eyes.

This Wei Zhongxian is too outrageous.

Relying on the emperor's favor and the power in his hands to bully scholars, it is simply too rude!
The big plan of prodigal family is not to fight and kill, but to know the world...

"Just send him into the palace, and I will personally persuade you for a while."

Zhu Youjian smiled slightly, put down the ivory chopsticks in his hand, and continued: "Scholars have their own character and stubbornness, and they often eat soft things rather than hard ones, which is very rare.

Zhongxian, go and pass the decree now. "

Wei Zhongxian was overjoyed, knelt down on the ground, and wept: "My servant is ashamed and ashamed to hear what Long Live Lord said. Right now, I just want to find a crack in the ground and get in..."

It's another eulogizing rainbow fart.

It's a pity that these nonsense can't increase the 'prodigal value'...

"By the way, Qian Qianyi doesn't seem to be enough. How about..." Zhu Youjian pondered a few times, then said softly, "How about calling Zhang Ruitu into the palace, and I still want to ask this Zhang Tanhua for advice on calligraphy and painting?" How to use a pen."

This Zhang Ruitu is a master in the world of calligraphy and painting. Later generations commented that he is as famous as Dong Qichang, Mi Wanzhong, etc. If he is not allowed to take the blame with Qian Qianyi, he will be sorry for his good reputation of "South Zhang Bei Dong".

Zhu Youjian knew that although Zhang Ruitu, a cabinet scholar, attached himself to Wei Zhongxian at this time, he just took advantage of it, so as not to make the eunuch suspicious, thinking that I was on good terms with the 'Donglin Party remnants'...

Well, this move can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

Sure enough, when Wei Zhongxian heard Zhu Youjian's words, he seemed to be faintly relieved, his expression immediately eased, he bowed to confess his crime to the emperor, and then walked out with small steps.

As soon as Wei Zhongxian went out, Zhu Youjian himself secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

My lord, what a mess the Ming Dynasty is!

Is it easy for me to be emperor once?

Don't you just want to enjoy life and prodigal?Why are you so tired?

Zhu Youjian sighed secretly, he had just ascended the throne, and he didn't have the slightest foundation in the court and in the harem. Therefore, he not only had to think of ways to make money and prodigal, but also had to fight wits and courage with these old foxes in the officialdom. It's like dancing on eggs.

If you don't pay attention, maybe Zhu Youjian's "prodigal career" has not yet achieved fame, and his little life will be finished...

(End of this chapter)