Back in the palace,

Yan Chengjin came to the duty room of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and saw Fang Xue busy sorting out the files and writing down the case of Hetao.

After all, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is still the yamen that investigates the case, and it has to file the case.

After a while, the little eunuch in the imperial study came to pass the order: Fang Xue, supervise the work, build the Great Wall.

Dai Shan was overjoyed, took out a few taels of silver from his arms, and counted the eunuchs who came to announce the decree.

The eunuch exchanged a few words with Dai Shan, and then went back happily to resume his life.

"In the past, His Majesty sent eunuchs, but this time I actually remembered our Metropolitan Procuratorate, Xiao Fang, you are the light of our Imperial Procuratorate." Dai Shan touched her stomach and was overjoyed.

"Don't dare to be, Lord Yan is here, the prudence of the subordinate officials is less than one-ten-thousandth of it, how dare you be praised like this." Fang Xue lowered his head and said modestly.

Yan Chengjin sat in front of the bookcase, facing the window, and could see the courtyard outside, where the eunuch came with the will and left.

Dai Shan turned her head to look at Yan Chengjin, and walked over with a smile: "Chengjin, you are well admonished." ”

Am I cheap?

Yan Chengjin was a little confused.

Dai Shanzheng sighed with an old fatherly smile: "The construction of the Great Wall is a great achievement, and the previous dynasty was forced to build a section of Liaodong due to the emptiness of the treasury.

Now, it is finally possible to make up the territory of the northwest. ”

The construction of the Great Wall is a great achievement, and several officials who built the Great Wall in the previous dynasty were recorded in the historical books of Hanyuan and passed on to future generations.

Isn't the most important thing for an official to be a reputation be?

Since Yan Chengjin came to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, there have been more and more businesses.

After Dai Shan left, Fang Xue walked to his bookcase, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

"My lord, the lower official has not supervised two million taels of silver, which is really ashamed......"

"The important thing to go to the Hetao this time is not silver." Yan Chengjin carefully speculated about the possibilities of building the Great Wall this time.

Fang Xue snorted, with a question mark on his face, a little unclear.

"It's riots.

Millions of displaced people are paralyzed in Jingxiang, nothing happens, and it is not necessary to go to the Great Wall to work as coolies.

Under the jurisdiction of the soldiers, it is very prone to riots. ”

Since ancient times, the construction of the Great Wall has been a matter of pent-up public anger.

Here's why we need to pay the homeless people.

"After arriving at the Northwest Great Wall, the first thing I did was to pay the displaced people the first month's salary, and then promise that they would be paid every month in the future."

After getting the silver and drawing a large pie, most of the homeless people will not have dissenting intentions.

Of course, there are a few vulgar homeless people, and Zhu Hui solves them.

Zhu Hui led the soldiers of the Beijing camp to supervise the construction of the Great Wall, in addition to resisting the invasion of the Tatars, the second is to prevent the rebellion of the displaced people.

Fang Xue suddenly found the direction, this time to go to the Hetao, the most important thing is not to riot.

The second is to supervise the flow of silver in the imperial court, and whether the silver has been distributed to the homeless, and the wages must not be in arrears.

"Xia Guan thinks about it again, what else is wrong."

down the value,

Yan Chengjin returned to the mansion, and a puff of white smoke shrouded the mansion, and from a distance, it looked like it was on fire.

This is, someone burned down the mansion?

"How can it be, there is a fire in the house?"

"No, young master, the little one asked his subordinates to burn wormwood to repel mosquitoes in the house." How can I see it in Shaolin Temple, like a way to invite merit.

There are ways to burn wormwood to repel mosquitoes, especially in cattle sheds.

"How careless! Did you know that this can cause a fire? At least it will burn a mansion, and at worst, it will burn down the capital. Yan Chengjin frowned: "Punish you for copying the Yan Mansion and be careful, ten thousand times." ”

In the last life, a fire almost set a country on fire.

Fire prevention is the best.

"Young Master...... Young master, villain...... "How can he have a bitter face, as if he was poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, and the whole person is green."

Walking into the mansion, Yan Chengjin saw piles of copper basins and wormwood smoking.

Chunxiao and Qianjin, two sisters, were holding a pu fan, fanning it gently, and kept coughing lightly.

"Extinguish the fire! Who told you to order it? ”

Chunxiao said timidly: "Yes...... Brother He. ”

Yan Chengjin said to He Neng: "Penalty half a year's wages." ”

"Less...... Master. He Neng hugged Yan Chengjin's thighs and cried, half a year's salary was thirteen taels of silver.

"Quench all the fires in these brass basins."

Chunxiao and Qianjin hurriedly went to bring water and poured it into the copper basin, and there was another burst of smoke.

Yan Chengjin arrived outside the mansion and waited for the smoke to dissipate before returning to the mansion.

The people in the house were summoned, and there was another rule in the strict house: fire ban.

night

Chunxiao and her daughter put bath water on Yan Chengjin, and Yan Chengjin asked, "How can it?" ”

"Go back to the young master, copy the book in the room."

Since the popularization of being cautious in the strict house, the literacy rate of the people under the strict government has increased, and they can at least recognize the words in the family rules.

Even the uncles and aunts of the kitchen will copy, which is the minimum standard for entering the Yan Mansion.

"Let's go out, Young Master Ben is going to bathe."

Chunxiao and Qianjin lowered their heads, their cheeks were slightly red, and they looked a little reluctant, and slowly retreated.

Yan Chengjin took a bath and put on homemade pajamas, which was full of comfort.

The costumes of the Ming Dynasty, he now wears them all, and almost no one has to do it.

"Old Gao?"

Yan Chengjin was startled, only to see Zhu Houzhao push open the door and rush in.

"Your Highness is so late, and you are still out of the palace?"

Zhu Houzhao stopped talking and said a little embarrassedly: "My father ate the golden rice cake of the palace and fell ill. ”

Dark cuisine......

"This palace is looking for Wang Ji."

The palace is full of quack doctors, Zhu Houzhao heard Jin Yiwei say that Yan Chengjin has seen this doctor, and the doctor who can make Lao Gao look at him naturally has something extraordinary.

Speaking of which, Wang Ji is still in Liu Wentai's mansion.

Yan Chengjin ordered someone to invite Wang Ji.

The three of them got off the carriage at noon gate and went straight to the Qianqing Palace.

When he entered the door, Yan Chengjin saw seven or eight imperial doctors, gathered in front of the bed, and Emperor Hongzhi was pale and a little haggard.

Empress Zhang supported the Queen Mother to the side, with a sad face.

"You quacks give way." Zhu Houzhao hurriedly greeted Wang Ji and asked Wang Ji to come forward.

Wang Ji was frightened by this battle, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was in front of him, how could he dare to govern?

Emperor Hongzhi opened his eyes slightly, and was lifted by the corner of the guard, giving the imperial doctor a pulse.

"Don't mess around." The Queen Mother reprimanded.

"This doctor is Dr. Wang, and Sun Chen specially invited him to see his father."

Zhu Houzhao pulled Wang Ji to the side of the bed, and several imperial doctors hurriedly got out of the way.

Empress Zhang looked at Yan Chengjin and said, "Yan Qing's family, this is what you invited?" ”

"Back to Niangniang, it's better to let Lord Wang take a look."

Yan Chengjin felt that it shouldn't be, Emperor Hongzhi still had more than three years to live, and there should be no big problem this time.

"A doctor in the market can be compared to an imperial doctor?" The Queen Mother frowned.

The master is in the market, and he is reckless.

Only time will tell who is the most skilled person.

Yan Chengjin knew that there was no doubt that it was Wang Ji, he couldn't be cured, and several other doctors couldn't be cured either.

Wang Ji sat down, gave Emperor Hongzhi a pulse, and after a while, said, "This is a sign of poisoning." ”

"Nonsense! The imperial food in the palace is only given to His Majesty after someone has tasted it, how can it be poisoned? The Imperial Doctor refuted.

"All kinds of food, some of which are not poisonous in themselves, but become poisonous after mixed food, if they are not eaten carelessly, they can hurt the abdominal organs and mess up the stomach and intestines.

Wang Ji is very sure that this is food poisoning.

"Is there a solution?" Emperor Hongji asked.

Born in the harem since he was a child, raised by eunuchs and palace maids, he has seen too many people in his life, and he knows at a glance that this person is faithful.

"Just prescribe a pair of pills and take it."

Wang Ji wrote a pair of medicines, Xiao Jing personally sent them to the dining room, urging them to decoction, and after a while, he came back with a pale golden medicinal soup.

Emperor Hongzhi took a few sips, and after a while, he felt that the pain in his abdomen was relieved a little.

"What does the Emperor think?" The Queen Mother asked.

"It's much better, let the imperial grandmother worry, come on, send the Empress Dowager back to Renshou Palace, I'll be fine." Emperor Hongzhi said.

The Queen Mother was very interested in Wang Ji and asked, "Are you from a medical family?" Why hasn't the mourning family heard of a famous doctor surnamed Wang? ”

Wang Jicheng said with trepidation: "My father, Wang Wei, is just a well-known doctor in his hometown, not a famous doctor. ”

"Yan Qingjia, did you find this person?" Empress Zhang asked.

"Xia Guan and Dr. Wang only met a few days ago."

Yan Chengjin knew that the Empress Dowager favored two kinds of people, one was a monk and the other was an imperial doctor.