Chapter 390: It's Hard for a Minister
The first snow of Zhengde's fifteenth year came a little later, it was November weather, and it was the first snow in the depths of winter. However, this first snow does not fall, and once it falls, it is endless. It took five days to stop, and a foot of snow had already accumulated on the ground, and there were few people on the streets of the capital, which was already very prosperous. Unless there is something urgent, most people don't go out.
On such a cold day, Jiang Bin was busy. These days, Jiang Bin has been pondering Qin Li with all his heart. This Qin Li was in the capital for a day, and Jiang Bin was not at peace for a day. In fact, Qin Li really didn't treat Jiang Bin well, Qin Li has been nesting in the Qin Mansion these days, and the newlywed Yan'er, he has lived a good life with three wives and hot kangs. Jiang Bin, it seems to have faded in Qin Li's heart, in his opinion, as long as Jiang Bin doesn't find his own fault, then hello, I'm good, everyone, anyway, it was a while ago that blackmailed Jiang Bin for 100,000 taels of silver, Qin Li was down-to-earth.
As for whether Jiang Bin wants to rebel or not, in Qin Li's opinion, this is not something he can worry about. Now he is just a small four-rank cavalry captain, a very small military officer, such a major event as Jiang Bin's rebellion is definitely not something that he Qin Li can manage.
Besides, this is in the capital, the lair of the Son of Heaven, and it is the so-called only when I come to the capital to know the official school. Many members of the imperial court are the ones who should keep an eye on Jiang Bin, and there are those big people who are coaxing, Qin Li just wants to worry about it, and he can't come up with ideas or something.
It's been more than a year since I came to Daming, and it's time to enjoy a good life. Now Qin Li has nothing to do at hand. The displaced people outside the city, who were still a little worried, have been successively distributed by the imperial court to provide disaster relief food, and they have returned to Baoding Mansion one after another. In Baoding Mansion, the prefect Gao Jin is also hoarding a lot of grain now, and he will definitely be able to cope with next year's harvest season.
If it weren't for Qin Li's idea to ask him to go to King An Luxing for help, I'm afraid that the famine in Baoding would not be able to be solved so quickly, and the people would have to die a lot and live a life of displacement for a long time.
There is no need to worry about the homeless, the three wives are also very well-behaved under the teaching of the eldest lady Lin Yan'er, and Qin Li is very comfortable now.
I really hope to live this kind of leisurely life for a long time, eating meat, having a car, beautiful clothes, and a very beautiful life.
The so-called beautiful wives and concubines, the days of glory and wealth may be nothing more than that. After a year of traveling through the Ming Dynasty, such a great ideal has a feeling of being realized, Qin Li is really a little complacent and fluttering.
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It may be that the heating stove invented by Qin Li really works very well, or it may be that Emperor Zhengde's life is not exhausted, in short, although the current Zhengde still coughs constantly all day long, and sometimes coughs up blood, but Zhengde's complexion is obviously much better. It turned out that the face that was very pale was slightly rosy at this time.
Jiang Bin, who was always looking forward to Zhengde's early death, immediately scolded secretly in his heart when he saw Zhengde's gradually improving face. Granny dripping! Is this kid coming back to the light or something? Could this kid's illness still be healed? I can't believe this guy's life is so big. Alas! Come on, I, Jiang Bin, want to see how long you can live?
In my heart, I hope that Zhengde will die early, but I can't show it at all on my face, and I have to pretend to be cautious and very filial flattery. Jiang Bin lowered his head and bowed his waist respectfully, first respectfully shushing the cold and asking for warmth, and then straightened up and looked at Zhengde with a sad face.
"Godfather, Xiaochen is really embarrassed now, it's really getting harder and harder. The godfather dragon is not in good health, and the ministers in the court should be worried about the godfather. Isn't this the left side gate of the prefect of Hejian Mansion who died in office the night before yesterday because he drank too much wine?
Godfather, tell me, the left side door is over seventy years old, and he has seventeen concubines, and he spends all day drinking, and he can't stand it even if his body bones are beaten with iron. As soon as the left side door died, there was no prefect in the river.
Godfather, you know that Hejian is an important place in our Ming Dynasty. It connects Baoding Mansion and Shandong, and is a very important prefecture under our Beizhili. How can such a house be done without a prefect?
Hejian Prefecture has ten counties and two prefectures, so they can't be left to their own affairs, right?
Therefore, Xiaochen is very embarrassed now, and he doesn't know who to let be the prefect of Hejian. Xiao Chen pondered all night, but he couldn't figure out a suitable person. There are many people in the capital who are willing to share their worries for the emperor and the court, but the ministers have examined them one by one, and they are also pondering whether it is inappropriate.
Hejian has been a transportation artery since ancient times, and its geographical location is important, so we can't send a person who can't do anything, right?
Difficult! It's really hard to be a minister! ”
When Jiang Bin said this, he almost cried.
Where is Zhengde in the mood to listen to Jiang Bin's rambling local affairs at this time. It stands to reason that there are local affairs such as Yang Tinghe, the first assistant of the cabinet, and several other old men in the cabinet, which also makes him very relieved.
But this Jiang Bin wanted to stick a stick sideways, thinking about something from time to time. Zhengde thought in his heart, you Jiang Bin is a military attaché, who can you figure out? The official of the state capital below died, and that was a matter for the cabinet and the ministry, and the two of them would soon be able to arrange a new official as soon as they discussed. No one else may have done it in these years, if you want to be an official, you are scrambling to be an official. Do you still need to worry about this?
It's no wonder that people who eat radishes salty and don't worry about them are generally worried.
Zhengde thinks about Jiang Bin like this in his heart, but he can't say it, because after all, this is Jiang Bin's hard work, no matter whether Jiang Bin has the ability or not, he always thinks about the affairs of the court in his heart, and always thinks about sharing worries for me, the emperor, this is good, this godson is not in vain. Since he has a hard heart and good intentions, he can't be saddened.
So after listening to Jiang Bin's statement, Zhengde also pretended to frown and said, "Hejian Mansion is indeed an important location, and the prefect of this place really has to be selected carefully."
Jiang Bin, have you heard what Yang Tinghe and others said, is there an arrangement for the ministry? Maybe you can't think of someone you can't think of. To say that I don't have a suitable person to be the prefect in the Ming Dynasty makes me really unbelievable. ”
Jiang Bin spoke in front of Zhengde, and he always lied a lot, and there was no need to make a draft. But today he came prepared, and he had already thought through Zhengde's thoughts, and he had also thought of a way to deal with Zhengde.
Jiang Bin's black and purple scarred face suddenly became gloomy, and he made a look of anger, and said, "Back to Godfather, Godfather, you don't talk about the officials, the ministers are not angry, the officials are now just decorations, and they are already Yang Tinghe's puppets."
It's just that they are puppets, but Yang Tinghe is also slow to do things, and he has always been procrastinating, he is really anxious! (To be continued.) )