Section 453 Opinions

The third volume sailed in the Ming Dynasty

In the imperial city of Gyeonggi, twilight is rising and the moonlight is bleak.

The rain has stopped, the eaves are dripping bit by bit, sparsely falling, and the copper bells hanging at the high corners of the eaves are blown by the wind and tinkling.

Occasionally, a half-sound, heard from afar, in the ears, as if it was as quiet as an ancient temple in the wilderness.

In the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Chongzhen only slept for a moment before he suddenly woke up.

Xiao Dezi, the personal eunuch on duty, knelt on the ground to straighten the corners of his robe, and said softly: "Your Majesty, the Internal Affairs Office received a piece of new tribute ink from Zhaoqing from Governor Qin today, and the prince ......."

"Let's go, let's see!" Before Xiao Dezi finished speaking, he was intercepted by Emperor Chongzhen with great interest.

As the first of the four famous inkstones, Zhaoqing Duan inkstone has the characteristics of solid and delicate appearance, delicate and delicate, as well as smooth ink, rich ink, smooth writing, clear handwriting, and long-lasting color.

Chongzhen liked it very much, he just said it before Qin Aiqing left, but he didn't expect him to remember it in his heart, which made him really happy.

At this time, Chongzhen saw Qin Haoming's music girl ink, the ink was in the shape of a beauty, leaning on the Taihu Lake stone, holding the pipa as a plucking shape.

The ink luster is fine, the color is jade, and the back is written in regular script and the four characters of gold are depicted "Wenfang Ruihao".

When he looked up and saw Xiao Dezi standing on the side of the imperial case, he said, "Take water to try the new ink." ”

Xiao Dezi respectfully agreed, measured the water with a copper spoon from the water bowl, applied it to the inkstone, gently rotated the ink ingot, and waited for the ink to soak a little softer, and then gradually strengthened.

Because of the initial use of new ink, it is gelatinous and angular, and cannot be re-grinded, for fear of hurting the inkstone.

Chongzhen couldn't help but smile slightly, but smelling the fragrance of ink, faintly lingering, only listening to the ink rubbing on the inkstone, the gentle rustle, and the thick black and shiny ink gradually spread in the inkstone.

"The shape of this ink is elegant and simple, and the ink color is purple and black, which is the top grade in the ink."

Chongzhen only wrote two words, and the ink was indeed like lacquer, smooth and not glued.

His words have always been hyperactive, more graceful, good rice paper on the words iron pen silver hook, although not calligraphy, but enough to see.

Chongzhen was in a good mood, and when he saw Xiao Dezi staring at him intently writing, he raised his face and asked, "Xiao Dezi, do you know how to read?" ”

Xiao Dezi was worried in his heart, and replied in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "The emperor is angry." The minions only recognized a few words. The name of the minion, the minion recognizes. ”

Looking at his nervous appearance, Chongzhen chuckled a few times, "Don't be nervous, I just asked casually." ”

As they spoke, a sound of small, rapid footsteps interrupted their words from far and near.

"What are you doing in a panic? Didn't you see that the emperor was reviewing the folds? Could it be that there is a ghost behind you to chase you, and you don't even want the rules. What's the matter? Say it! ”

Xiao Dezi swept the dust, hung in the crook of his arm, took three steps and made two steps forward to reprimand the little eunuch at the palace gate in a low voice, but he said it without a reproachful tone.

The little eunuch leaned forward and whispered a few words, and he pushed him back, "Got it, you go down first and do your work." ”

Xiao Dezi looked up and saw Chongzhen's interest, and he worked hard to write. After hesitating again and again, cold sweat dripped, but he still didn't dare to step forward to speak.

"Say something!"

Chongzhen frowned in annoyance, still buried his head in the bookcase, and did not look up at him.

"Back to the emperor, Wang Liyan, the head of the household, Han Yi, Li Heng, and Zheng Yuanfeng outside the palace!"

Chongzhen raised his head slightly, and said casually: "Let's just say that I am busy, if it is a trivial matter like sesame mung beans, let them go home, and discuss it tomorrow morning." ”

Before the words fell, I heard the voice of Wang Liyan of the Hubu Shangshu from afar from outside the hall, and the strong tone revealed the stubbornness:

"The minister of the Ministry of Household Shangshu Wang Liyan has 100,000 urgent things to report to the emperor. If the emperor insists on not announcing it, the ministers will definitely kneel here for a long time to wait for the holy drive. ”

Chongzhen held the pen in his hand, but he couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a drop of ink fell on the snow-white rice paper, black and white, irretrievable. Reaching out to put the pen back on the pen holder, he suddenly reached out and pulled the paper, tearing it to shreds with a few clicks.

"Xuan!"

On weekdays, these people rarely meet the saints in private, but today they gathered together under such a heavy rain, thinking that there were 100,000 urgent matters that he needed to decide personally.

Hopefully, it's not a change in the situation.

In a moment, the hall sounded from far and near with the sound of hurried footsteps, several ministers dressed in court clothes, solemn faces standing under the palace, hands on their clothes and three bows and nine bows.

"You Aiqing serve the state affairs, except for the early dynasty in the future, there is no need for this set of bluffing red tape! Don't kneel. ”

After that, as soon as he raised his hand, an attendant stepped forward to help him on his behalf.

"Thank you, Emperor Hongen! Emperor! The minister has his own music. ”

Wang Liyan was dressed in a scarlet official robe, with a peacock patch embroidered with colorful silk lines on his chest. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be condensed, as if they were carved by a knife, and his face sank suddenly with the words.

Wang Liyan is the elder of the Three Dynasties and the eldest. Just was put into the cabinet by Chongzhen and awarded the crown prince,

"Your Majesty, the Chaoshan Mansion, the Guangzhou Governor's Yamen, and the Fujian and Guangdong Governor's Mansion reported the Chaoshan disaster, and a total of more than 27,000 people were affected in one prefecture and six counties.

More than 20,000 people were displaced into Guangzhou Prefecture, and Li Yuanmo, the prefect of Chaoshan, was derelict in his duties and should be dismissed from his post and questioned.

Qin Haoming, the governor of Fujian and Guangdong, and Liang Mingli, the governor of Guangdong, did everything possible to resettle the victims without the help of the imperial court, and they should be commended and rewarded. ”

Wang Liyan's eyebrows and beards were as white as ice and snow, and the silky crown belt on the five beams swayed along his movements.

"Quasi-play." Chongzhen remained silent, and he didn't ask about the following, just two simple words, as if ignoring others, but his heart was like a galloping horse, barely controlled.

"Your Majesty, there are grievances in this, and the gentry and wealthy households in Guangzhou are stained with blood and tears. Wang Shangshu does not distinguish between good and bad, and defends the evil and distorted, this is the crime of deceiving the king, ten thousand deaths! ”

Gongbu Lang Zhonghan bowed to the ground with a sad and angry face, and the gold silk crown slid through the dull air, leaving a gilded trace, lining his snow-white sideburns, even more pale.

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

Zheng Yuanfeng had tears in his eyes, and he knelt down, with a face that was loveless.

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

followed by Li Heng in the Ministry of Works.

"Han Aiqing, Zheng Aiqing, Li Aiqing, you are braving this pouring rain, is it just to impeach Wang Aiqing and give me a reasonable explanation, what is going on?"

Chongzhen's eyes were slightly raised, and his voice was full of affinity and softness, as if he was in a very good mood at this time, but His Royal Highness's ministers were terrified when they heard it.

"Please let the emperor know that the Chaoshan victims have dragged their families into the city of Guangzhou, and the gentry and wealthy businessmen in the city have the money to contribute powerfully, and many people have opened porridge shops for disaster relief, and the disaster is expected to be gradually suppressed.

However, Qin Haoming, the governor of Fujian and Guangdong, appointed Dengzhou Wei Wupin to garrison the vast number of people to kill, which made the people in the city angry and resentful, and the people hated to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

According to Weichen's investigation, Zhang Yun, the Wupin garrison, is Qin Haoming's cousin, and now a number of gentry and wealthy families in Guangzhou have jointly complained and implored the emperor to get rid of this traitor. ”

Gongbu Lang Zhonghan Yi held high the fold and reported the details to Chongzhen.

"There is empirical evidence in this matter, the old father of the family and more than 100 people in the family were lynched and detained by the butcher Zhang Yun, and they still don't know where they are?

The children of the house died tragically because of a few rebuttals, and asked the emperor to make decisions for the ministers. ”

Zheng Yuanfeng shook his head, his tone was choked, and he smelled tears,

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