Jingming

Chapter 1 The Great Faint Lord Is Myself? (for collection)
In the 16th year of Zhengde, on the night of March [-]th, the spring is still cold.

Located in Xingwang Mansion in Si'an Luzhou, Huguang's chief envoy, a young man with a handsome face and deep eyes looked at the full moon in the sky.

The palace is luxuriously furnished, but he is wearing rough sackcloth.

"……Nung, moon and new moon."

He recited Su Dongpo's words lightly, with regret and sadness in his tone.

"Your Highness." The man who spoke was in his twenties, chubby, fair and clean, "Do you want to present grandpa again?"

"yes……"

The boy's answer was a bit perfunctory.

Where is he thinking of this?

As an accountant 500 years later, what Zhu Houcong was thinking of just now was his friend Lao Qin who is a lawyer.

Zhu Houcong, the original son of King Xing, was indeed extremely filial.After the death of King Xing, Zhu Houcong, the only son, passed out from crying, which allowed him to come 500 years ago.

According to the etiquette system, the period of filial piety lasted for 27 months, which gave him enough time to confirm the fact of soul wear.One year and nine months have passed, and he has completely adapted to this identity.

Now, I am afraid that it is time to face the problem that has been lingering in Zhu Houcong's heart.

Lao Qin once said: This year, at the age of fifteen, I should be embarrassed by the emperor's throne that fell from the sky. After ascending the throne, I became the famous Emperor Jiajing, which provided incomparably rich materials for countless literary works of later generations.

Lao Qin loves talking about Zhu Ming when drinking, and because of a TV drama masterpiece, Lao Qin pulled him to talk about Jiajing a lot after he watched it.

Whether it's from Lao Qin's mouth or in that TV series, the emperor Jiajing is really hard to describe.

In the emperor's shoes, he did a good job, and in the end everyone fell under his feet.

Faced with the time when all kinds of contradictions were difficult to suppress, he suppressed them with his own means, and made some reforms.

But from the standpoint of ordinary people, it is not too much to say that he is a fool, right?
Now Jiajing is himself.

Zhu Houcong is a common man, and he only has money in his eyes.If conditions permit, he also envisions countless girls.

But this time travel is so powerful, the life of the prince Baodi has already met all kinds of low-level needs, let alone become the emperor who will control the fate of countless people?
Give you a chance, you want to use it.

Zhu Houcong is well aware that there are countless heavyweight gaps between him who only listens to his superiors' instructions to do a good job in finance in a small company, and the highest-level political wrestling in the court.

If we really want to talk about brains and political talents, Lao Qin once said: Jiajing himself beat most people.

This is the question that Zhu Houcong has been in a dilemma for more than a year now: should he end his life with the harem, or fight with the top politicians to create a vibrant new Ming Dynasty?
Difficult, it has been more than 100 years since the founding of the country, just like a person reaching middle age, many problems have begun to show.How easy is it to rejuvenate yourself?

Zhu Houcong looked at the moon, and it seemed that Lao Qin's roaring face appeared inside: Shame of the traveler, let me do it if I can!
Zhu Houcong misses Lao Qin very much now: why didn't he come through together and stay by his side as a eunuch to help the staff?
"Your Highness?" Zhu Houcong's accompanying eunuch Huang Jin said with concern, "Grandpa Xian has been gone for almost two years, and you are always so sad, it's not good for your health."

Zhu Houcong has been thinking about it for more than a year, but in the eyes of others, he is naturally depressed.

"My health is fine." Zhu Houcong smiled at Huang Jin, "Every day I work with Lu Bing to keep fit."

Huang Jin laughed honestly: "Lu Xiaozongqi said that his father, Lu Dianzhan, praised His Highness's method as very effective. Persisting for a long time will indeed have the effect of strengthening the body."

"Just running." Zhu Houcong asked after a pause, "Is there anything unusual in the mansion these two days?"

"It's all the same as usual..." Huang Jin hesitated, "It's just that after the Chinese New Year, many wealthy businessmen from neighboring prefectures came here. I heard that they were all for the marriage between His Highness and the princess. Lord Changshi has been busy recently."

Zhu Houcong looked at him, and nodded silently: "Tomorrow, you can secretly tell Lu Dianzhan to ask the Yiwei who he arranges next to Xie Changshi to pay more attention and see what Xie Changshi does."

"...Slave knows." Huang Jin looked worried, "His Royal Highness, wait until the prince is successfully captured, and then choose an opportunity to ask His Majesty to play. Not long after King Ning's rebellion was put down, Master Changshi was selected by the court after all..."

"I know it." Zhu Houcong smiled and comforted him, "It's not too early, Huang Jin, you go and rest. I'm going to sleep as usual, I don't have to wait for you when I read and write."

Huang Jin, the eunuch who grew up with him since he was a child, is already used to the son's current living habits. He has not enough food and clothing and needs to be taken care of by others, and he always has to practice calligraphy for a while before going to bed.

After Grandpa Xian passed away, he seemed to have grown up suddenly. Looking at the lights he always kept on for a long time at night, people felt that he was lonely and distressing.

"Your Highness, don't be tired."

After giving this order, Huang Jin left.

And Zhu Houcong took out a large box from the bookcase in the room and opened the lock.

Inside, there are several booklets that have been bound.

Zhu Houcong looked at these and muttered to himself: Don't practice immortality, don't abuse court ladies, be careful of too much hospital, don't play with water, the safety factor of being an emperor is actually quite high.

On the top of the booklet, on the cover is written: "Old Qin once said"

Zhu Houcong remembered all that Lao Qin talked to him about.

He may not be as politically gifted as the real Jiajing, but he also has something Jiajing doesn't have.

Opening the book titled "Chaoju", Zhu Houcong spread out a blank page, and began to grind the ink slowly.

He is good at dealing with information and data, collation, analysis, and statistics.

Picking up the brush, Zhu Houcong wrote a new line.

【Postponement of the Palace Examination】: This is an opportunity, and I should wait until I ascend the throne before holding the Palace Examination.

[Wang Qiong, Shangshu of the Ministry of War changed to be Shangshu of the Ministry of Officials]: The emperor seldom went to court during his serious illness, but he actually showed up in court dragging his sick body just to issue this edict...

Zhu Houcong knew that he might not be as thoughtful as those court officials, but he would be the emperor!
The etiquette and rules that those people uphold can just become the weapons they use to determine their fate.

Junjunchenchen, are you surprised or not?
What he recorded was what he saw from the mansion newspaper to analyze some key information.

There are other books in the box, which record some memories and knowledge that he can think of, which may be useful from 500 years later.

Let's try to do something right, such as paying more attention to the ocean, firearms and other technologies in the age of great voyages, and to take good care of floods and other disasters.

Another example, should I be regarded as the most professional accountant in Daming now?

Find a way to improve Daming's financial situation, presumably Zhu Youjian will give him crazy praise many years later.

After completing these daily combing and recording, Zhu Houcong put down his pen and nodded with satisfaction.

Talent is not enough, work hard to make up.

In the long-term, he was not sure to what extent he could do it, but after being elected emperor, Zhu Houcong wanted to complete the ceremony as far as possible in order to control the power.Even if you copy according to the strategy, what are the main points?

He can't remember.

At this moment, Zhu Houcong missed Lao Qin very much!

……

In the Forbidden City more than [-] miles away, an old man with white beard and hair and dressed in a crimson sitting python official uniform was led by eunuchs and approached the Qianqing Palace.

Adding a boa robe to the body means being an extremely high-ranking minister, rich and powerful, let alone sitting on a boa?

This old man was Yang Tinghe, the chief assistant of the cabinet at this time.

He squeezed his hands hidden in his robe and asked softly, "Xueshi Liang, Xueshi Jiang, and Xueshi Mao, when will they arrive?"

Hearing the sound, the little eunuch immediately lowered his head and answered, without stopping: "Reporting to Mr. Ge, it should be almost here..."

The little eunuch's tone was anxious, with a guilty conscience that was extremely respectful and even a little fearful.

He couldn't help but be afraid.

Zhu Houzhao, the Son of Heaven who had been seriously ill for half a year, survived the cold winter and finally passed away tonight.

The emperor had no children, and Yang Tinghe could be regarded as the actual ruler of Ming Dynasty before the new emperor came to the throne.

Yang Tinghe nodded and walked more steadily, frowning all the way in thought.

The student who had caused him headaches for 16 years was not in the Leopard Room or the Xuan Mansion, and returned to the Forbidden City, but he would never open his eyes again and open his mouth to express new thoughts and thoughts.

The relationship between the monarch and his ministers, the relationship between teachers and students, the past and the present... In the past few months when the emperor was seriously ill, the scene has actually appeared in his mind thousands of times.

This day has come, he is relieved from the pain, has some strange expectations for the future, and suppresses the dark desire for power deep in his heart.

Eunuchs can no longer be so easy to cause trouble. It is best for the cabinet and the six ministries to have only one substantial core.

Most importantly, the new emperor can no longer be as capricious as Emperor Zhengde.

Yang Tinghe had been thinking about who would succeed him for a long time, but he had already made up his mind.

What needs to be considered along with this issue is how to reverse the bad governance of these years.

The Qianqing Palace is approaching, and the cold moonlight shines on the inscriptions that are being hung up in the palace one after another.

Yang Tinghe looked up at the eaves animals on the ridge, they were silently holding the full moon.

In his eyes, the moon seemed to be faintly glowing with blood.

Yang Tinghe knew that this was because he already had the intention to kill: no matter what, at least he could use the time before the new king ascended the throne to eradicate some traitors!
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