The first wind and rain drifted away

On the third watch, the clouds disappeared and the rain dissipated, the bright moon re-revealed its jade face, and it was cold inside and outside the Gyeonggi Palace.

The two little eunuchs on duty at the door heard the infiltrating laughter of Emperor Chongzhen in the hall, glanced at each other, shivered, and shrunk their necks into their collars.

One of the little eunuchs was silent for a moment, then moved and sighed to his companion in a low voice: "The emperor is really not easy! Since his accession to the throne, he has worked diligently and done everything himself.

Every day, I get up before dawn and go to the morning morning, and no day falls. After the court is dispersed, it is necessary to review the recital until late at night, which minister of the DPRK and the central government can do it?

But even so, the world is becoming more and more sluggish.

We heard that the traitors in the northwest are getting more and more fierce, the imperial tomb is being dug up, and the natural disasters in the Central Plains are continuous, which is difficult! ”

"Shh......h You kid don't want to die, talk about the government in vain, this wants the emperor to hear, how many heads do you have enough to cut off? ”

The little eunuch pursed his lips disappreciatively, but his voice was lower, "What are you afraid of, the father-in-law who is in charge of the affairs is not here, just the two of us are on duty here, don't you say who knows?"

Besides, the Son of Heaven Shengming, where would he have anything to do with us ants. ”

For them, the little eunuchs, what they are most afraid of in the palace is not Emperor Chongzhen, but those big eunuchs who are in charge.

"Hey, too! Recently, the situation has been difficult, and the emperor has been resting for less than two hours every day, and our family is distressed when they see it.

Every day, the rooster crows, sleepless at night, becomes ill from exhaustion, has gray hair when he is only twenty-five years old, and there is no feast in the palace.

It's like this every day, I'm afraid that the emperor's body can't stand it. ”

The laughter in the hall gradually subsided, and the other eunuch was more cautious, looked around, and found that there was no one, so he echoed it.

"Not really!

In our opinion, the emperor is the son of heaven, but this daily use is not to mention compared with the courtiers, but also with the ordinary merchants' families in the capital.

The king of a country, so down, not to mention that the Ming Dynasty has never seen it for more than 200 years, it is ......"

Ahem......

Before he could finish speaking, two coughs suddenly came from beside him.

When the two little eunuchs looked back, they were immediately frightened, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Ancestor, please spare your life, the slave and maid don't dare to talk anymore." ”

It was none other than Wang Chengen, the eunuch of the celebrant and the pen.

Today is when he is on duty, during which Chongzhen has something to tell him to do, and now he has just returned.

happened to bump into these two henchmen on duty, who were muttering gossip here, and immediately interrupted them with two light coughs.

Wang Chengen stiffened his face and scolded in a low voice, "You two dog minions, you disturbed the emperor, our family has to ask for your head!" ”

Wang Chengen is Chongzhen's confidant, and he is very trusted, and he usually has to laugh when he sees Shangshu Pavilion.

The momentum on this body suddenly burst out, where was what these two little eunuchs could bear, they knelt on the ground and trembled, and kowtowed again and again to plead guilty.

Wang Chengen's eyes closed slightly, and he snorted lightly, "Don't knock, get up, pay attention in the future, and do things with your heart." ”

After speaking, he ignored the two little eunuchs who were in a cold sweat, and stepped into the Qianqing Palace with his sleeves brushed up.

I have to say that Wang Chengen's blow and pull, His Majesty's wrist is very skillful.

"Emperor, it's not early, let's go to bed early."

Entering the hall lightly, Wang Chengen, who was still majestic just now, bowed his waist and said with a respectful face.

Hearing the voice, I saw Wang Chengen's familiar and unfamiliar old face, smiling chrysanthemums, but his eyes were worried, and Lao Zhu's heart immediately swelled with a sense of intimacy.

For this only eunuch who accompanied the deity to hang the coal mountain, Lao Zhu understood that this was his diehard loyalist and the most trustworthy person.

Put the royal pen aside, get up and take off the dragon robe, excitedly walked to the Taishi chair next to the windowsill and sat down, blurted out, "Lao Wang......"

"Emperor, the slave is afraid, the slave and the maid are ...... capital crimes"

Before the words stopped, Wang Chengen had already knelt on the ground, desperately kowtowing to ask for guilt.

What is the emperor's trouble, can Lao Wang bear it himself?

This joke is a big deal!

Have you done anything wrong lately?

Could it be that a few days ago, he accepted the filial piety of a few little eunuchs and promoted them privately to let the emperor know, so he beat himself?

"Companion, get up quickly, it's a mistake!"

Lao Zhu hurriedly stepped forward, but sat down again, but raised his hands falsely, making Wang Chengen get up.

In fact, as soon as the word Lao Wang came out, Lao Zhu already realized that it was inappropriate.

It's not because imagining Wang Chengen as the old king next door makes people feel uncomfortable.

This old king is very different from his old king, although he lives in the same house, but this is a eunuch who has cut his eggs, and he is very safe.

It's just that I'm new to the city, and I haven't adapted to my new identity yet.

The emperor, the king of a country, holds the power of life and death of the vast majority of people, and it can be said that life and death are determined by one word, and it is actually the power of the power.

If it is still the mentality of the small people in later generations, and talking about affinity and equality of all beings, not only will you not be able to sit on the throne, but even the people below will be in fear.

That's it, that's it, from now on, there will be no Lao Zhu, only Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty.

"Slave and maid thank the emperor!"

Wang Chengen got up slowly, his hands drooped and his head lowered, and he looked like a sick chicken, which made people a little unhappy.

Why scare honest people if you have nothing to do!

"Big companion, tell the inner cook to prepare a few small dishes, come to a pot of good wine, and chat while drinking, I have something to order."

Lao Zhu, who decided to say goodbye to his past identity, was trying to be Emperor Chongzhen, and he also had a condescending feeling when he spoke.

Wang Chengen lowered his eyebrows and leaned over and replied, "Oh, the emperor, the old slave will do it." ”

After a while, on the mahogany table in the Winter Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, the dishes and chopsticks were fully placed, the wine glass was full of wine, and Wang Chengen stood aside.

"Companion, instruct the food supervisor to follow the standards of the emperor in the future."

After the wind was light, Emperor Chongzhen drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, slowly picked up a piece of vinegar fish, and tasted it carefully.

The wine is good, the food is exquisite, it is simple, and it is no different from ordinary people.

Since the unfavorable state affairs, the inner treasury and the national treasury have both been unable to make ends meet, and the former Emperor Chongzhen could only save money by withdrawing pleasures and reducing meals every day.

When it was difficult, the money and silver could not be received, and even eunuchs would be sent to secretly take the palace items out and sell them in exchange for cash to subsidize daily expenses.

And the new Emperor Chongzhen arrived for the first time today, and it happened to be in the middle of the night, so he was not too picky, but if he wanted to go on like this for a long time, it was impossible.

His job is to be an emperor, to work hard for the country and the people, and only by eating, drinking, and having fun can he deal with the next complicated court situation.

Look at the old witch Cixi, which meal is not dozens or hundreds of bowls of vegetables to eat and drink?

Although you don't have to learn from the old witch to spoil the people's fat and ointment, you can't treat yourself like your predecessor, so why bother?

"Slave obeys!"

To tell the truth, Wang Chengen promised it in his mouth, but his heart was broken.

Alas, my emperor, don't you have a point in your heart, don't you know the situation in the palace treasury?

The standard of the Emperor of the Apocalypse is something we can compare?

There are nine thousand-year-old Wei Zhongxian who is scavenging money everywhere to support him.

If this is done, it will not take two months, and the entire Daming Palace will definitely not be able to open the pot.

Is it because you want to sell all the items in the palace? Or will Neku never subsidize the front-line military pay in the future?

"Big companion, I want to reopen Jinyiwei and Dongchang, are you willing to become my Wei Zhongxian?"

The next moment, the emperor's soft but firm voice came from his ears, but to him it was tantamount to thunder, and he almost fell to the ground.

"The Emperor...... Old slave ......"

Wang Chengen was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

You know, Wei Zhongxian and Wei Gonggong were eradicated by your old man's iron fist, and it is also a proud work that your old man is proud of, why did he suddenly turn around now?

This is too unbelievable, has the emperor changed?

, Emperor Chongzhen looked wrong, Wei Zhongxian was notorious, and Wang Chengen, the old guy, seemed to be a little resistant.

That's not going to work, if you change someone else, I can't believe it.

He must be fooled, take the initiative to get into the cage, and bear the infamy and responsibility.

Although you can forcibly order him, the energy efficiency gap between active and passive is too large.

It's a big deal, make up for him more in the future.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

Emperor Chongzhen sighed lowly, stared at Wang Chengen's incomprehensible gaze, and said bitterly:

"Companion, I regret not listening to the words of the imperial brother, so that Daming is in such an unbearable position now."

He knew that the thoughts of the previous Emperor Chongzhen could not be hidden from these great eunuchs beside him, especially Wang Chengen, who had been with him for a long time.

His thinking has changed so much, and he really doesn't blame Wang Chengen for hesitating.

"Big companion, do you know, the Fengyang Emperor's Mausoleum has been excavated for several months, and the anti-thieves have been suppressed, I have been reflecting, why is the imperial brother such a smart person, but conniving at Wei Zhongxian to cause chaos in the dynasty?"

Wang Chengen didn't think about this question, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he could only shake his head and say that he didn't know.

Emperor Chongzhen drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, and said with a straight hand:

"The purpose is threefold.

One for money.

In fact, the imperial brother knew that if he was in a peaceful and prosperous world, Wei Zhongxian would be a ruffian, an old dog, and a traitor, but unfortunately, he was in a period of imminent trouble.

At this time, there is no need for benevolence, righteousness and morality, no need for Confucius and Mencius to preach, all that is needed is to survive.

At this time, there is a need for ruffians, old dogs, and traitors......

As long as he can play a scoundrel to get money, have money for disaster relief, let the border army have combat effectiveness, and let Daming survive.

The second is the right.

Donglin is the dominant party, and it is difficult to control the entire imperial court, and Wei Zhongxian is a knife in the hands of the imperial brother.

As long as he can suppress the Donglin Party and make those hypocrites less shameless, Dongchang and Jinyiwei can jump up and down to make these people unable to live in peace, and do some work honestly.

The third is the Jiangshan Society.

Although Wei Zhongxian is capable, his methods are ruthless, otherwise, it is not enough to deter and eliminate the Donglin Party.

The royal brother also knows this.

However, after all, the imperial brother is the Son of Heaven, and there are good and bad people in the Donglin Party who were purged by Wei Zhongxian, and they are all his courtiers.

The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat, but there must be a trade-off.

Thinking about it, the imperial brother was very painful in his heart.

Therefore, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, or rather, to escape, and indulge in carpentry.

And all this is just for the longevity of the Ming Dynasty.

In the final analysis, Daming is already crumbling, but the house leak coincided with overnight rain.

It was raining heavily, and it was drizzling lightly inside.

At this time, it is too late to find a skilled craftsman to renovate the house!

At this time, all you need is a broken basin, which can be connected to water in the house, and hold on until the rain stops, so that you can do what you need to do!

Otherwise, without the protection of the broken house of Daming, our people of Daming would be better off than dead! ”

Such a straightforward remark made Wang Chengen cry for a long time, and the brocade who took out his cuffs kept wiping his tears, and his heart finally settled down.

But now that Emperor Chongzhen has completely entered the play, he didn't even look at it, looked up and continued to say: "I want to do what I did now, it's really a mistake, confused!"

I always thought that the courtiers could care about the people of the world and prosper the Ming Dynasty with me.

But they have a bad heart, and they are rotten.

On the surface, there are people, but behind the scenes, there are ghosts.

Or the royal brother can see through, if he is wise and foolish, I might as well be more! ”

After that, he looked lonely and drank a few glasses.

"Slow down, slow down, slow down......"

With tears in his eyes, Wang Chengen stepped forward, took the wine glass, and said resolutely: "The old slave is willing to go to the soup for the emperor, what is the infamy?" ”

"Good, good, good!" Emperor Chongzhen was afraid of the table, so he applauded repeatedly, took the wine glass and poured it with his own hands and handed it to Wang Chengen, "I don't believe what others say, but my companion said, I believe it!"

Otomo, please remember that the eunuch party is actually the imperial party.

Come, and drink together, Zhongxing Daming! ”

"Thank you for the wine, the old slave is not afraid of death, but how can he be afraid of life?"

Wang Chengen, who was moved to tears, also said his inner vow.

It was late at night, the conversation was not endless, and the head was frequent, which was Emperor Chongzhen explaining some specific arrangements to Wang Chengen.