Chapter 235: Please Strike the Inner City
Ciqing Palace, which is close to Donghua Gate, is the courtyard in the Forbidden City that is most directly affected by the hustle and bustle of the Ouchi Night Market.
As the future crown prince's dormitory, the door is actually noisy, and the palace ladies and eunuchs of various palaces and bureaus come and go, forming a landscape that the Ming Empire has never had before the Apocalypse Dynasty.
Since Zhu Youxiao ascended the throne in August of the 48th year of Wanli, he announced the establishment of the Dauchi Night Market, which is a place for the palaces, prisons and bureaus of the Forbidden City.
At first, because the Emperor of the Apocalypse was young and the empress was not selected, the hustle and bustle of the inner city did not affect anyone at all, so it was retained.
Until today, the emperor's eldest son, Zhu Ciran, has reached the age of one, but he has not been able to speak for a long time.
The ministers' rhetoric was that the inner city outside the Ciqing Palace angered the soul of the former prince who lived here for generations, and was angry with the eldest son of the emperor of this dynasty.
In order for the emperor's eldest son, Zhu Ciran, to become a saint and virtuous monarch in the future, two-thirds of the ministers jointly advised the inner city during the recent routine court meeting.
Zhu Youxiao, who had just returned to Xinuan Pavilion from the court, kicked two bright yellow boots irritably, and sat on the dragon chair, he really couldn't figure it out, why did these ministers like to take care of the emperor's family affairs so much?
"The emperor is angry, but he is setting up an inner city next to Donghua Gate, and there is no prince living in Ciqing Palace at the moment, and the ministers are purely salty and eating radishes."
After listening to the words of the chamberlain beside him, Zhu Youxiao sneered, raised his eyes, and said:
"I haven't seen you before, and I just transferred to the Qianqing Palace today?"
When the eunuch saw that the emperor was paying attention, he knelt on the ground in a hurry and prostrate and said:
"The slave and maid have received the gift of the prince of the Qianqing Palace, so that they can come to the Qianqing Palace to serve your old man."
"The emperor forgives sins..."
"So, you contacted Wang Chaofu in private and went through the back door?" When Zhu Youxiao heard this, he also felt very interesting.
In the past few years as an emperor, no matter how big or small the eunuchs I have seen, they are all one in front of the face and one behind the back, and the one in front of me is so honest.
"You're telling you the truth, what's your name?"
"Slave King Chengen!"
After the little eunuch finished speaking, Zhu Youxiao paid attention to him a few more times, but he quickly took his gaze back and said lightly:
"I read that you surrendered sincerely, and I forgive you this time, and call Wang Chaofu to come."
"Thank you for the emperor's grace of not killing, and the slave and maid will retire." Wang Chengen's heart tightened, and he retreated cautiously.
When he walked out of the warm pavilion, Zhu Youxiao's eyes glanced away and smiled lightly: "Is this the eunuch who accompanied Zhu Youzhen to martyrdom later..."
In history, Wang Chengen was able to achieve that position, if he was completely an honest person, Zhu Youxiao didn't believe it, just saying that he could appear in front of him in the Qianqing Palace, it was definitely not something that could be done simply.
Moreover, it is said that this Wang Chengen is still the disciple of Wei Zhongxian's sworn enemy Wang An, but now he appears in the palace, so there is only one possibility.
This honest-looking eunuch has changed his court and voted for the eunuch party.
Thinking of this, the corners of Zhu Youxiao's mouth rose, and he said lightly to the empty Xinuan Pavilion: "Go and check his details." ”
Immediately, a man came out of the side hall, clasped his fists and saluted, and turned around and walked out of Xinuan Pavilion.
Speaking of this discussion of the inner market, it was because Zhu Ciran was one year old, and in this matter, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces were unusually united.
Except for some hardcore imperial parties, the remaining two-thirds of the civil ministers, and even the Wei party officials, joined the ranks of the ensemble, which was led by Han Yi, the first assistant of the cabinet.
Han Yi is an old slippery head, since Ye Xianggao was punished, the successor cabinet chief assistant has rarely shown any attitude on major occasions.
What can make him take the lead is basically the opinion of the entire imperial court.
Han Yi said that the inner city and the prince's east palace were too close to each other, and firstly, they were heard by the people outside the wall, which damaged the royal majesty, and secondly, they were also in trouble with the security of the forbidden place in the Great Inner Forbidden Land.
In fact, the ensemble of the ministers this time is very reasonable.
Zhu Youxiao stood by the window with his hands in his hands, it was the winter moon of the second year of the Apocalypse, the cold and lonely day, the north wind outside the window, and the Xuande furnace in the warm pavilion burned fiercely, but it was as warm as summer.
Zhu Youxiao returned to his seat, picked up the pen and put it down, repeatedly, simply put the pen away, and turned to look at the old ginseng that had long dried up.
He still remembered that this was dug up by a girl in Liaodi with her immature hands, and compared to those people, this little entanglement was nothing.
Somehow, the Emperor of the Apocalypse shuddered.
Wang Chaofu, who had just been summoned to come, hurriedly closed half of the palace door with his hands, came over with the hand warmer on the ground, and said respectfully:
"Your Highness, one cold and one hot, beware of the wind."
Zhu Youxiao raised his chin, instructed him to get up and hold the stove at his feet, and said softly:
"That Wang Chengen, he told me everything, you called it, right?"
mentioned this, Wang Chaofu couldn't wait to kick Wang Chengen out, he used to be a very smart brand, how could he be as stupid as a pig when he lowered his eyelids when he reached the saint.
It has long been an unwritten secret to do this kind of thing up and down, and when Wang Chaofu was promoted to the position of the steward of the Qianqing Palace, Wei Zhongxian saw that this kid was a little capable, so he introduced it.
Otherwise, Wang Chaofu would not be able to see the Emperor of the Apocalypse in his life.
The Emperor of the Apocalypse is so sage, how could Xiao Jiujiu not know this, everyone tacitly knew it, at that time, Zhu Youxiao asked Wang Chaofu to play a song, and he was clever, so he stayed.
The same opportunity was placed in front of Wang Chengen, this kid didn't seize it, he actually pulled himself into the water, he knew it earlier, so he wouldn't have called him here!
When Wang Chaofu heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground and said tremblingly:
"Your Majesty, this is a slave who has violated the regulations, punish the slave and the slave..."
Seeing this, Zhu Youxiao, who had been upset, was stunned at first, then laughed, waved his hand to signal him to get up, and asked:
"When did I say I would punish you?"
"You're doing a good job as a steward, with you by your side, I'm comfortable, and I'll let go of one hundred and eighty hearts."
Wang Chaofu cried with joy, kowtowed again and again, and "bang" sounded.
"But this thing, don't come out in the future, Ouchi is all recommended by relatives, this doesn't sound good, is it?"
Zhu Youxiao's tone suddenly became cold.
Wang Chaofu knew the ruthlessness of the emperor's heart, and after being happy for a while, he hurriedly bowed again: "The slave knows, the slave remembers!" ”
"Hmm."
Zhu Youxiao nodded, continued to focus on the ensemble on the table, and thought quietly for a moment before he made up his mind and said:
"Call the ministers in, and I'll say I've decided."
Wang Chaofu didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly withdrew from the Xinuan Pavilion by order, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell the little eunuch not to forget to change the stove at the emperor's feet.