Chapter Forty-Seven: Playing Yourself a Trick?

Wang Dengku sat on the chair of the Purple Sandalwood Taishi and listened to his cousin's narration, and sighed: "Dengke, your popularity in the officialdom is still a little worse. ”

"Where is this a great fortune, it is clearly a trap set by Zhang Fengxiang, an old fox."

With his cousin's suggestion, Ambassador Wang came back to his senses, and his back was cold: "Brother, what do you mean ........?"

Wang Dengku nodded solemnly, waved his hand to let all the maids and servants around him retreat, and said with a serious expression: "Zhang Fengxiang is a veteran of three dynasties, known as the temple tumbler. ”

"Do you think that with Zhang Fengxiang's cunning level, he would make such a low-level mistake and snub a great hero who helped him?"

"If this matter spreads, who will dare to help him in the future, even if he doesn't fall, he will be scattered."

"If my brother's prediction is correct, it won't be long before this old thing Zhang Fengxiang will send someone to find Brother Wei and sell the family's Zhuangzi property."

"First, we can consume the cash in our hands, and by the way, we can win more silver in the gambling game."

"Second, when the cash in our hands is gone, only a large amount of Zhuangzi land is left, which is when Zhang Fengxiang harvests at a low price."

Before he could speak, a steward of the Wang family's mansion ran over in small steps and sent a deputy note: "Master, the Ministry of Industry Shangshu sent a copy of the vice book." ”

Wang Dengku took Vice Qi in his hand, didn't look at it, smiled, and handed it directly to Ambassador Wang: "Dengke, take a look." ”

When Ambassador Wang saw Vice Qi, he knew that this matter was probably similar to what his brother said, Vice Qi had the meaning of interacting with peers, and a mere businessman could be regarded as an equal generation in front of the Ministry of Industry of the Ming Dynasty?

Obviously, it was to paralyze the elder brother and make the elder brother think that the Ministry of Industry Shangshu had really encountered something difficult and let his guard down.

Ambassador Wang opened the deputy qi and read it carefully, and said with emotion: "I should have let my brother be an official at the beginning, and I guess I will sit in the position of a squire now." ”

Thinking that he had almost harmed the Wang family, Ambassador Wang's face turned a little red, and he said curtly: "Brother, if that's the case, let's just don't open a gambling game." ”

"Haha-"

Wang Dengku suddenly burst out laughing, and Ambassador Wang, who was laughing, was a little inexplicable, just when Ambassador Wang was about to ask.

Wang Dengku's eyes widened, and he said with blazing eyes: "Why don't you open it, since Zhang Shangshu wants to give the family's Zhuangzi field property to our Wang family, then we will accept it." ”

"John Tang is the top firearm in the world, what he can't do, a little Zhu Shun can?"

"Zhu Shun can't take out a thousand rifled guns, that's ironclad, since he can't take it out, Zhang Shangshu has accumulated the ancestral property for several lifetimes, and it belongs to the Wang family."

"No, it should be Zhang Shangshu who wants to unite all the bureaucrats and gentry and give all the Zhuangzi and Tianshan properties of Beizhili to the eight Jin merchants."

"If we don't accept it, won't we live up to Zhang Shangshu's good intentions."

When Ambassador Wang heard about the Eight Great Jin Merchants, he knew that his brother was going to play a big game this time: "Brother means ......."

Wang Dengku smiled slightly and stopped talking.

The next day, the morning dynasty.

Chongzhen sat on the dragon chair, absentmindedly listening to the courtiers report on the situation in various places, usually full of energy, but today he is sick and has no energy.

The three cabinet ministers who were standing at the front, seeing that the great emperor looked like he had lost his royal majesty, did not scold Chongzhen as usual, and the three brown old faces showed a smile.

It seems that the Son of Heaven is finally willing to come to Concubine Xing.

The heirs of the Son of Heaven should be the foundation of the country.

Although the Son of Heaven is still very young and has time, there are not a few emperors who died violently in history.

The three old Zaifu are particularly concerned about whether the Son of Heaven is fortunate to have a concubine, after all, the Son of Heaven has only one heir, even if it is a prince, the death rate is very high.

In case the son of a day suddenly dies violently, and the prince unfortunately dies again, it will definitely be a disaster for the newly stabilized Ming Dynasty.

However, today I can see the sick appearance of the Son of Heaven, and the first assistant of the cabinet who was privately scolded by the courtiers as a dead fish face for ten thousand years, and I couldn't help but smile.

The smiles on the faces of the three cabinet elders didn't last long, they all disappeared, and they all disappeared, turning into a kind of trance, and the sickness and sorrow that they had just seen was an illusion.

Because just when the waiter of the Ministry of Works said that Weichen was going to impeach Zhu Shun, Chongzhen suddenly became very energetic, and even felt a little overly energetic.

Not only did Chongzhen suddenly become more fierce than a young man, but even Wang Chengen, who had always lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, suddenly raised his head, glanced at the Ministry of Works, and quickly lowered his head again.

Although Wang Chengen's movements were very fast, it was only a moment, and the first assistant of the cabinet, who was standing at the front, really saw Wang Chengen's extremely abnormal excitement, and even a little happy.

The waiter of the Ministry of Works was also stunned when he saw the appearance of the Son of Heaven, and he didn't know how to open his mouth for a while, so he was in the middle of the court.

Chongzhen finally waited for someone to impeach Zhu Shun, where would he let him go, and said with blazing eyes: "Aiqing can speak freely." ”

The Ministry of Works' squire is now all focused on the promise of the Ministry of Works, as long as Zhang Fengxiang serves as the cabinet assistant, the position of the Ministry of Ministers is his.

That's a dignified book, one of the top official hats in the whole world, just give it, and really treat the Ministry of Labor as a three-year-old child.

Seeing the unusually attitude of the Son of Heaven, the waiter of the Ministry of Works thought that this matter was discussed between the Ministry of Industry Shangshu and the Son of Heaven, and suddenly came to the spirit: "Enlighten the emperor." ”

"A few months ago, the head of Wang Gongchang said that within a month, 1,000 rifled flintlock guns would be delivered, but in fact, only 1,000 flintlock guns were delivered."

"Although Zhu Shun is a subordinate of Weichen, and he is a rare talent, but in order to maintain the platform of the court and the dignity of the court, the minister has to endure the pain of parting his love."

Xu Guangqi and Sun Yuanhua, these poor ghosts, had already been mentioned by Wang Chengen, and they knew that someone was going to give them money again.

One by one, they were waiting for the Donglin Party to impeach Zhu Shun, and now that they have finally waited, Sun Yuanhua, who had long been unable to hold back, walked out of the court class with righteous indignation: "Slander!" ”

"Absolutely slander! The emperor must not listen to the traitor. ”

The waiter of the Ministry of Works smiled calmly, waiting for your words: "Then according to Sun Langzhong's meaning, Zhu Shun can take out a thousand rifled guns within a month?" ”

Sun Yuanhua, who was still indignant a moment ago, stood in place for the next breath and didn't know what to say.

The Ministry of Works' waiter seemed to have mastered the dominance of this court discussion, and he muttered for a while, deliberately delaying the time of muttering for a while.

Just when the West French couldn't bear it, they said unhurriedly: "In this way, let's set up another gamble." ”

"As long as Zhu Shun can come up with a thousand rifled guns within a month, Weichen not only publicly pleaded guilty to Zhu Shun, but also took the initiative to resign from the position of the waiter of the Ministry of Works to apologize."

As soon as the words fell, under the pressure of the waiter of the Ministry of Works, Sun Yuanhua, who was already angry, seemed to have found the last straw and said urgently: "The emperor can't." ”

"How can the dignified Ming court be reduced to a gambling house, isn't it a mess of discipline."

Seeing that the West French had begun to get angry, the Ministry of Industry knew it was time for him to make a move.

The Ministry of Industry Shangshu walked out of the court: "Your Majesty, what Sun Langzhong said is reasonable, how can the court be reduced to a gambling house, and the ministers do not agree to set up a gambling game." ”

When this sentence fell, the hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone in the court, including Chongzhen, didn't understand what the Ministry of Industry Shangshu meant.

The waiter of the Ministry of Works is obviously Zhang Fengxiang's mouthpiece, how did this temple tumbler dig his own grave and bury himself in it.

The Ministry of Industry Shangshu paused for a few moments, and continued unhurriedly: "Please ask the Son of Heaven to make a book, and Xuan Zhu Shun will hand over a thousand rifled guns within a month." ”

"If you can't hand it over, it's a crime of deception."