Although Zhu Youzhu ordered Mu Bin to strictly investigate the case, the post of the secretary of the Ministry of Rites has been vacant, and now there are a lot of trivial matters in the Ministry of Rites. Eighty-one? Medium § Wen Wang -、、.'

Below the Ministry of Rites, there are two waiters, but the left waiter Gao Lu, the right waiter Zhang Yiling, one is Zhang Junfang's uncle, and the other is Zhang Junfang's cousin.

Thinking that Zhu Youzhu is now entangled in this matter, it is because of Zhang Junfang, the so-called bell still needs to be tied to the bell person, because of this matter, Zhu Youzhu still inevitably wants to ask Zhang Junjiao's opinion after all.

When Zhu Youzhu returned to Kunning Palace that day, it was late, and now it was late autumn, which inevitably made it more profound.

Zhang Junzhu has always liked to face Zhu Youzhu when she rested, she pillowed Zhu Youzhang's arm, looked at Zhu Youzhu's slightly frowning appearance, couldn't help but wonder, so she asked a little delicately: "Your Majesty has something on your mind?"

When Zhu Youzhu heard this, he looked at her and still wrinkled his eyebrows, and said, "Have you heard of the killing of Ni Yue, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites?"

Zhang Junfang listened to what he said, and it was really because of Ni Yue's murder that he was so worried, "This matter shocked the Jingshi, and the concubine heard about it a little." ”

"You have only heard about it a little, and you don't know the cause and effect of this matter," Zhu Youzhu replied, "Ni Yue was killed in front of his own mansion, this incident is really strange, besides, he was taken a rank and has not been found yet."

"Your Majesty has always cherished talents, Ni Yue was killed, and His Majesty is very sad to think about it."

"You can always guess my thoughts," Zhu Youzhu sighed lightly and said, "Now the post of secretary of the Ministry of Rites is vacant, and there are two waiters." One is your uncle, the other is your cousin, who do you think I should promote? ”

Zhang Junfang was stunned for a moment and raised his eyes to look at him. said: "Your Majesty asked the concubine this, didn't you push the concubine into the fire pit?"

Zhu Youzhu was stunned and said, "What kind of words are these, how can I push you into the fire pit."

"Both of them are close relatives of the concubines, but His Majesty wants the concubines to choose one of them to be promoted to the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. No matter which one the concubine chooses, others will have to say some gossip when they hear it, and if someone says that the concubine is selfish, what if it is good. ”

"Why, I'm just asking you, no one should know what you mean, and who to promote in the end is still up to me."

Since Zhu Youzhu said so, Zhang Junzhu could choose one of them, but she said: "That's better, others are not talking about concubines." It was His Majesty's fault. His Majesty has always treated the Zhang family preferentially, and if even the position of the secretary of the Ministry of Rites has to be reserved for the Zhang family, it will inevitably be gossiped about by others, "This is Heng and Vertical, and they don't want to choose the two of them." ??? ◎No Bayi Middle School? Swastika? `-`．、８`１、ｚ-`．ｃｏｍ

"That's true, but I don't have much gossip about your Zhang family?" Zhu Youzhu made a joke at random, but Zhang Junzhu was slightly displeased when he heard it, and called out in disgust: "Your Majesty."

What Zhu Youzhu did for the Zhang family, the most gossip should be Zhang Luan's land and his Shinto monument. Zhangluan's place is located in the south of Shuangquan Bridge in Cuiwei Mountain. This tomb site was selected by Ni Yue, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, together with Li Hua, the supervisor of Qintian, and others, who were the site selection team of the first emperor Zhu Jianshen Ming Maoling.

Let's talk about Zhang Luan's Shinto monument. Since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs has passed away, and the example is invited to the above. They are all ordered to make documents and set up Shinto monuments, but Zhang Luan's is from Zhu Youzhang's imperial pen. In the Ming area, only three people's inscriptions came from the emperor's imperial pen, one was Xu Da, the king of Zhongshan during the time of Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang. One is Yao Guangxiao, the prince of Rongguo when he became the ancestor Zhu Di, and the other is Zhang Luan. I think that Xu Da and Yao Guangxiao are both the founding heroes of the Ming Dynasty, one fights the world with Zhu Yuanzhang, the other helps Zhu Di to mutiny and usurp the throne, and Zhang Luan, but a prince, can have such glory.

Although the location of the site and the Shinto monument are nothing, the size of the land is really enviable and jealous. In the thirteenth year of orthodoxy, the prince was given 50 acres of land and 15 houses; The county king has 30 acres of land and 9 houses, but Zhang Luan's land is 50 hectares large, which is equivalent to the size of 50 princes. This matter, the minister of the DPRK and the central government chased Zhu Youzhu for several days before it subsided.

"But Zhu'er, you say, if I don't choose the two of them, then who else can I choose?"

Zhang Junfang smiled stupidly and said, "Choose a concubine."

Zhu Youzhu was quite stunned when he heard this, and said, "Choose you?" Don't make a fuss, how can there be a woman who is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. ”

Zhang Junfang was displeased when he heard this, and said: "Why can't a woman be a secretary of the Ministry of Rites!" Wu Zetian is not also a woman, she is still the emperor! ”

"You also want to be the emperor?" Zhu Youzhu came to such a sentence unexpectedly, although it seemed like a joke, but it was enough to surprise Zhang Junjiao's heart.

Zhang Junfang was stunned, she didn't have that thought, but the words had already been spoken, if she didn't want to, it would be even more suspicious, if she said it bluntly, it would be a matter of losing her head, even if Zhu Youzhu didn't kill her with her old love, the Zhang family would have to decline.

"Think," Zhang Junyu also said as if joking: "Who in this world doesn't want to be an emperor, how good it is to be an emperor, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, everyone protects you, and there are a group of women waiting for you all day long, how good."

Zhu Youjiao's face remained unchanged, and he sneered: "Zhu'er is a woman, and she still needs a woman to serve?"

"Then I want a man to serve," Zhang Junzhu said, raising his hand to caress Zhu Youzhang's heart, but Zhu Youzhu held her hand and said very seriously: "Zhu'er, let's wait for a while."

Zhang Junfang was stunned and said, "What are you waiting for?"

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Zhang Junfang remembered that if Zhu Youzhu hadn't mentioned it, she was afraid that she would really have forgotten, and if Zhu Youzhu chose someone else, it would be her loss.

"Six departments and twelve waiters, who is the best choice?"

Zhang Junfang pondered for a while and said, "The right attendant of the military department is Tu Tu."

Thinking that the candidate in her heart was Xu Qiong, but if she directly recommended Xu Qiong, I am afraid it would not be appropriate, so she casually mentioned Tu Tu, the right attendant of the military department. As for this Tu Tu, she had expected that Zhu Youzhu would not choose him, first, Tu Tu was still accompanying the capital Jinling to serve as the right attendant of the Nanjing Military Department, and he could not be transferred back to Beijing in a hurry; Second, Tu Tu is a martial artist, and the Ministry of Rites is a place where literati stay, if he is appointed as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, not to mention Qu Cai. He must not be able to handle the affairs of the Ministry of Rites, I am afraid that the gains outweigh the losses.

After thinking about it, Zhu Youzhu really said: "I'm afraid Tu Huang can't do it, he is the right attendant of the Nanjing Military Department." If he is transferred back to the capital, then Jinling will have to be vacant, besides, he is a martial artist, how can he be treated as a civil servant. She has always been very intelligent. Why are you so confused today, isn't it because you don't care and deal with me casually? ”

"Your Majesty is wrong to blame the concubine."

"Then think about it again, should you choose Xu Guan, the squire of the household department, or Qin Hong, the squire of the military department?"

Zhang Junzhu originally wanted to answer the call and recommend Xu Qiong, but he didn't want Zhu Youzhu to give two candidates.

"Not long after Xu Guan was appointed as the head of the household department, he was rashly transferred to the Ministry of Rites, I am afraid it is not appropriate. As for Qin Hong, His Majesty didn't say that the post of the right attendant of the Ministry of War had been vacant for a long time, if Qin Hong was also transferred. Then Ma Wensheng (the secretary of the military department) shouldn't scold you to death. ”

Zhu Youzhu bowed slightly and said, "This is also true."

"Your Majesty, it's better to choose Xu Qiong, the left waiter of the Ministry of Works."

"Xu Qiong?" Zhu Youzhu looked at Zhang Junyu sideways and said, "Why?"

"Xu Qiong once served as the right attendant of the Nanjing Ministry of Rites in Jinling, and now he has returned to Beijing and started the affairs of the Ministry of Rites, which should be like a fish in water."

Zhu Youzhu nodded and thought about it, and said, "Well, Xu Qiong is really good."

Xu Qiong and Zhang Junfang still have little intersection, but it is not without reason that Zhang Junfang insists on recommending him.

Speaking of which. Xu Qiong is also half of the Zhang family, but few people know about it, so it's okay, as long as Xu Qiong knows about it.

Zhang Junyu's cousin Zhang Jingxian. ran away from home and became Xu Qiong's concubine, although Zhang Jingxian has long since died, it is also a fact that she married Xu Qiong.

With this relationship, even if Xu Qiong is unwilling to go along with Zhang Junfang in the future, she will help Zhang Junfang a little.

Besides, this Xu Qiong can be the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. It's still the credit of Zhang Junfang.

A carriage galloped from Xuanwu Gate to Bei'an Gate, and a middle-aged man came down from the carriage, and all of them were wearing cloaks, covering their bodies tightly. At that time, there was an inner supervisor outside the Anle Hall not far away, and an old woman was forced to kneel on the ground, and the inner supervisor saw that the middle-aged people got out of the carriage and were looking around, so he hurriedly called out, and only said: "Aunt You!"

When the middle-aged people heard this call, they immediately followed the voice, and saw the inner eunuch and the old woman, and were about to walk over, but they paused again, swept their eyes around, and walked quickly.

The middle-aged man walked up to the inner prison and the old woman, and looked around carefully before taking off the hat on his head. The inner supervisor called her "Aunt Qi", and it was really right, it turned out that she was Aunt Qimei.

It's so sneaky, it must not be a good thing.

When the inner supervisor saw that Qi Mei lowered her eyes and looked at the old woman kneeling on the ground, she said, "It took a lot of effort for the slave to find her."

Hearing this, Qi Mei raised her eyes and glanced at him, smiled coldly, and then lowered her eyebrows and took out a bag of silver from her sleeve and threw it to him, saying, "Reward you."

The inner supervisor took the money bag with one hand, raised his other hand, and held the money bag with both hands, intending to secretly measure the amount of silver in the money bag, because Qi Mei was his master, he did not forget to smile and said: "Thank you, Aunt Qi."

Qi Mei didn't want to pay attention to him, she looked at the old woman with lowered eyes, and raised her hand low against the old woman's chin, hooked her chin, raised the corners of her lips and sneered: "Sure enough, it's you."

The old woman's heart trembled, and she looked up at her with a smile and nodded, "Hey, yes...... It's me. ”

This old woman was not blind, thinking carefully, it is not difficult to recall that she is the stable woman who delivered Zheng Jinlian, and she is also the one who took Zheng Jinlian's child away.

Qi Mei shook off her wrinkled chin and said, "You can run on these two legs, let me find it easily."

The old woman looked at her with blank eyes, and didn't dare to answer, just snorted twice to cater to her, and asked in a weird way: "Why did you leave without saying hello?"

"Uh...... I...... I ......" The old woman had already figured out how to answer, and was about to continue, but she interrupted her and rebuked, "What are you! I don't have to say more nonsense to you, what about the little prince? ”

"Little prince?" The old woman became more frightened, the little prince was suffocated to death by her, how could she tell the truth, she should say it kindly: "Little prince...... Not in Kunning Palace? It's the ...... of today Prince, aunt, you...... How do you ask about this? ”

"Kunning Palace?" Qi Mei puffed coldly and said, "Kunning Palace, that is the species of the Li Dynasty!" If someone hadn't told me, I'd have taken you for credit! ”

The old woman still didn't dare to admit it, and said: "How is this possible, that child, but I sent it over with my own hands, and I also explained it to the queen mother, I said, the child was born by Zheng Jinlian, this is what the queen mother and aunt you mean, the queen mother is still happy, and said that she will go to Qingning Palace another day to pay a good visit to the queen mother."

Qi Mei endured it again and again, and finally couldn't get angry, slapped it over, and reprimanded: "Full of nonsense!"

The old woman trembled and said, "It's true, how dare I lie to you."

"Okay," Qi Mei looked at her, nodded slightly, and said, "Then you can go to Kunning Palace with me now, and let's confront the queen face to face!"

After saying that, she was going to carry her over, and the old woman finally said, "Eh, don't ...... I say, I say. ”

Hearing this, Qi Mei seemed to have gained momentum, smiled triumphantly, let go of her hand, and said unhurriedly: "Okay, you say."

"That child, he ......" The old woman had already mustered up the courage to tell all the facts, but after thinking about it, that child was always the prince, if she let Qi Mei know that the child was suffocated to death by her, then how could she still have a way to live!

"Say it!" The more impatient she became, the more angry she became.

"That child, I put it in the water lily and floated down the river."

Qi Mei was shocked when she heard this, "What! You ......"

The old woman hurriedly explained, "I had already brought the child to Kunning Palace that day, and I was about to send it in, who would have wanted to suddenly hear the baby's cry, I thought about it, I am afraid that the queen mother has already found a suitable child." Later, I thought about taking the child out of the palace to raise it myself, but the Xuanwu Gate was heavily guarded, let alone taking a child out, even if I wanted to go out myself, it would be a problem. That...... I had no choice but to let him go down the royal river, thinking that he was waiting on the river outside the palace, who knows, when I left the palace, I encountered a little twists and turns, and it was a little late, and when I went back to the river, the child had already been taken away......"

"Do you know who took it away?" Qi Mei hurriedly asked.

The old woman shook her head and said, "This ...... I don't know, but there are many families on the royal river, and the child should have been taken away by them. ”

Qi Mei pondered for a moment, looked at the inner eunuch and said, "You bring some people, follow me out of the palace to find it."

After saying that, she was about to leave, and the old woman hurriedly asked, "Eh, what about me, me."

"You?" Qi Mei lowered her eyes and stared at her, suddenly pulled out the saber on the waist of the inner prisoner, cut her throat mercilessly, and sneered: "To hell with it!" (To be continued.) )