Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty: Suppress the mythical martial arts at the beginning!

Chapter 7 The storm is coming! ! !
An hour later.

The officials supported each other and stood up from the ground one after another, dripping with sweat.

Some have not yet recovered from the shock, and some are already as happy as the rest of their lives.

Gao Gong relied on perseverance to stand up from the ground.

He looked at Zhang Juzheng, who was unable to move on the ground, and said:

"Zhang Taiyue, let's help each other in the same boat."

With the support of several disciples, he staggered out of Taihe Gate.

Watching Gao Gong walk away, several young household officials also stepped forward and quickly helped Zhang Juzheng up.

Zhang Juzheng's legs hurt, but he had no time to consider these things in his heart. Instead, he quickly ordered the people around him to prepare for new discussions.

At present, the emperor is different from the past and cannot be neglected anymore.

What Gao Ge Lao just wanted was to put aside the grudges and deal with the treasury deficit first.

For so many years, the cabinet has actually been aware of Ming's financial problems.

After all, humans are all made of flesh and cannot escape their emotions and desires.

Everyone wants to live a comfortable life, especially those who are officials.

Therefore, sometimes, if administration wants to be practical, corruption must be inevitable.

Naturally, the cabinet also understands this. On weekdays, in addition to taking a little for themselves, they will also divide it into [-]% and [-]% and recursively give it to subordinates.

Subordinates will also return to the cabinet with some filial piety within the established range to achieve a dynamic balance.

This tepid system was also the idea of ​​Gao Gong and Empress Dowager Chen.

After all, there is no one in the court who can really make the decision, and no one dares to make the decision at will.

Over time, it became a huge psychological stereotype that eroded the national treasury.

Coupled with the internal fighting between the two factions over the years, a lot of resources have been spent on consolidating connections, and the system has actually been out of control.

At this time, Fang Rui, the minister of household affairs, also rushed over.

While enduring the pain, he asked Zhang Juzheng:
"Mr. Zhang Ge, what should we do?"

“Taxes from various places have already been collected for next year, and it is too late to establish new tax items.”

"Where can I find so much money in the past half month?"

Zhang Juzheng did not say anything directly, but just stroked his arm with his hand.

The emperor only gave him half a month. Don’t you, the Minister of Household Affairs, know the meaning of this?

He is going to kill the New Year Pig.

Broke your arm.

Fang Bu's expression was dull, and the pain on his face intensified.

This meant that not only them, but the entire Ming Dynasty officialdom from top to bottom had to spit out what they had eaten.

Looking at Fang Blun's hesitant expression.Zhang Juzheng added another sentence:
"When the time comes when Mr. Gaoge takes the lead, we will be at a disadvantage."

"Consider it a present-day retribution."

This year, the entire officialdom is not having a good time.

……

In the harem, outside the Yangxin Hall.

Several junior officials in charge of the track actually started chatting when they saw no one around.

"Hey, have you heard that the emperor actually went to court this morning?"

"Really? I thought the emperor would stay in the harem for at least 30 years."

"Of course it's true. My godfather personally gave me the court clothes this morning! I'm also telling you..."

Before they finished speaking, the two junior officials suddenly felt that the world was turning upside down.

Then, his head suddenly hit the ground, his neck twisted, and he died just like that!
"It's so unruly! You dare to discuss state affairs arbitrarily! Who taught this to be an internal official!"

With a raised voice, an old eunuch with full white hair, boasting about his square steps, slowly walked out from the other side.

Although he is a eunuch, he has a fierce figure, a tall ox and a horse. He is dressed in a flying fish and exudes an evil aura.

Two guards in black clothes from Dongchang threw the bodies of the two internal officials away.

He saluted respectfully and followed the eunuch like a shadow.

This eunuch is Feng Bao, the governor of Dongjishi Factory.

Today the emperor woke up, Feng Bao was summoned and went to Yangxin Hall to see the emperor.Now that I have arrived at the Yangxin Hall, I heard such treacherous and unethical words, so I immediately took action.

Just as he was about to enter the palace, he heard a scattered and luxurious voice.

"Eunuch Feng, discipline should be based on etiquette. Even if you should be killed, you should not be in front of the emperor."

On the other side of the Yangxin Hall, a chair sedan appeared, carried by two sturdy eunuchs.

On the chair was the person who spoke, the governor of the West Jishi Factory, Yu Huatian.

The posture is enchanting, graceful and elegant, wearing plain official robes, elegant and elegant, with gorgeous decorations.

Her skin is extremely white, like a palace official.

However, there is an undercurrent of internal strength inside, which should not be underestimated.

"If our West Factory handles it, we can do it quietly."

"It seems that the service level of Dongchang is not very good."

After speaking, the chair stood up, and Yu Huatian immediately stepped onto the ground, patted the fine dust on his left and right arms, and looked at Feng Bao with slight contempt.

Feng Bao looked at Yu Huatian's figure, his face turned cold, and he immediately replied:

"Dongchang has its own way, it's not your turn to comment!"

The two factories in the east and west have never been easy to deal with. If the emperor hadn't summoned the two of them today, the two sides would never have met.

The two glared at each other and asked the attendant to take off their coats.

Then he walked into the gate of Yangxin Palace and met with the emperor.

In the Hall of Nourishing Heart, there is a peaceful and health-preserving atmosphere.

Zhu Yijun held a birdcage in his hand and turned his back to the two of them, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"The ministers are waiting to see the emperor."

Zhu Yijun heard it, but he didn't overdo it, but still teased Xuanfeng in the birdcage.

Not to mention keeping their bodies flat, the two of them were allowed to kneel down.

After a long while, he said softly:

"You two father-in-laws, you have nothing to do today. I will give you a word puzzle to guess."

The two factory owners were a little confused after hearing this. They looked at the emperor's figure and couldn't figure out what the emperor wanted to play today.

But the emperor is the emperor after all. Feng Bao quickly climbed up a few steps and agreed:

"Back to the emperor, don't say a word puzzle, even if there are ten or a hundred, I will always accompany you."

"Okay, then listen clearly!"

"The heart is in the middle, what is the word?!"

After saying this, Zhu Yijun suddenly turned around and stared at the two of them with solemn eyes.

The two factory workers were immediately startled by the look, and a few traces of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

The emperor had never shown such a look before. What did he mean by what he did today?
Did the emperor change his gender after being assassinated?

Thinking of this, fear struck the hearts of the two factory owners.

As eunuchs, they are not afraid of the emperor being fatuous.

Rather, the more unconscious the emperor is, the more they, the eunuchs, and the east and west factories can do whatever they want, and the easier their lives will be.

But on the other hand, the eunuch was afraid that the emperor would suddenly change his gender.

If there is a reckoning in the future and both factories are cleaned up, all Yongyao's past will turn into dust.

Seeing the two factory workers being silent, Zhu Yijun added another sentence coldly.

"What, two father-in-laws?"

"You have the eyes and ears of the entire Ming Dynasty in your hands, but you can't even guess a small word puzzle?"

When the heart is in the middle, that is "loyalty".

It's not even a puzzle at all. The two factory managers understood it clearly at a glance.

In the past, maybe he would have gone back to the emperor directly.

But today, both factory owners felt that they could not speak out.

After procrastinating for a long time, Feng Baocai bit the bullet and said:
"Back to the emperor, my heart is under the neutron, and I am a loyal 'Zhong'."

(End of this chapter)