The first wind and rain drifted away

"Director Li has done a good job, but the means might as well be more intense, killing chickens and monkeys and firing the first shot.

What kind of shop to seal, smash it directly, what is there to let them come to me. ”

The next day, Weifu made a private visit to Emperor Chongzhen, who understood the situation, and called Li Ruolian of the Department of Public Security to instruct.

"Obey the order!"

Li Ruolian shouted his orders and left with confidence.

It was only when he left the palace gate that he felt that his feet were weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Originally, he thought that his approach was strong enough, and he risked his life to close the shop of Zhu Guobi, the Marquis of Funing, who knew that the emperor still disliked the means too gentle?

However, with such a strong son of heaven, they have much more confidence to do things.

In the imperial study room of the Qianqing Palace, after Li Ruolian left, Emperor Chongzhen held his arms with both hands, thinking about how to solve the problem of honor.

The Ming Dynasty and the nobles and ministers share the world and govern the country together, among which the nobles and relatives who enjoy hereditary titles are the "own people" relied on by the royal family.

In addition to the border generals Shi Heng, Jiang Bin and others in the Zhengde period, the troops such as the Beijing camp and the guard generals in the middle and late Ming Dynasty were all led by lords and relatives.

And the deity attaches great importance to the role of the honorable relative.

At present, the Gyeonggi side has Xiangcheng Bo Li Guozhen as the governor of Beijing, and Huai'an, an important town of Caoyun, is guarded by Zhu Guobi, the Marquis of Funing.

The Nanjing side was garrisoned by Xincheng Bo Zhao Zhilong, and handed over the Nanjing Caojiang Water Division, which was customarily controlled by the civil and military commanders, to Liu Kongzhao, a sincere uncle.

It can be seen that the deity has great trust in the children of Xun Qi.

It's just that he saw the wrong person.

Emperor Chongzhen, who crossed over, knew that except for Liu Kongzhao, all of these people later surrendered to Jiannu.

A pack of white-eyed wolves! It has to be cleared, but it's tricky!

Of course, Emperor Chongzhen could not confiscate the property of his relatives and deal with them for no reason, so he could only attack the guilty.

Otherwise, wouldn't it make people panic?

If they join hands, won't they sing coolly?

It seems that you can only fight piecemeal first, if you want to learn from Comrade Zhu Chongba to make a big film, your own strength is not enough!

In the thunder, Emperor Chongzhen shook his head helplessly.

Heavy rain fell from the sky, and through the dense rain curtain, the golden glass of the Ninefold Palace gradually blurred in the eyes, like a ruffling reflection.

Emperor Chongzhen slept for a moment before he woke up suddenly.

Xiao Dezi, the eunuch on duty, knelt on the black gold ground to straighten the corners of his robe for him, and said softly: "Emperor, today the prince has presented the new tribute ink from Jiangnan, and the emperor can ......."

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

This is Emperor Chongzhen's own personal hobby.

In the past, he was a bitter man, and he didn't have the financial resources to collect good inkstone pen and ink, but now...... Hehe......

The music girl ink of the Lin family in the south of the Yangtze River is in the shape of a beauty, leaning on the Taihu Lake stone with her back, and holding the pipa as a plucking shape.

The ink luster is fine, the color is jade, and the back is written in gold with four characters "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.

Emperor Chongzhen couldn't help but smile slightly, the fragrance of smoke and ink lingered faintly, only listening to the ink rubbing on the inkstone, the gentle rustling sound, I felt wonderful.

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

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

The characters of the deity have always been arrogant, more graceful, and the words on the best rice paper are iron pens and silver hooks.

As he spoke, a sound of small and rapid footsteps interrupted him 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 brushed the dust and swung it, hung in the crook of his arm, took three steps and made two steps, stepped forward and reprimanded the little eunuch at the palace gate in a low voice.

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

Xiao Dezi looked up and saw that the emperor was in high spirits and 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!" Emperor Chongzhen frowned in annoyance, still buried his head in the bookcase, and did not look up at him.

"Back to the emperor, Bi Ziyan, the secretary of the household department, Zhang Fengxiang, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, Li Heng, and Zhao Zhongdian are here to see you!"

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

If there is an urgent matter, ask them to consult with the first assistant. ”

Before the words fell, I heard the voice of the head of the household Shangshu Bi Ziyan coming from far away from outside the hall, and the strong tone was full of perseverance:

"The ministers and households are still in the book, and there are 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. ”

Emperor 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.

Damn, can't you let me sit idle for a while?

"Xuan!"

However, on weekdays, these old ministers rarely face the saints collectively in private, but today they gathered together under such a heavy rain, and there must be 100,000 urgent matters that he needs to decide personally.

In a moment, the hall sounded from far and near with a mixed and rapid footsteps, and several elderly ministers with pale sideburns were dressed in court clothes, standing solemnly under His Highness, and holding their clothes with both hands and making a big salute.

"In addition to the early dynasty in the future, you Aiqing will not need this set of bluffing red tape! Don't kneel. ”

Emperor Chongzhen said, and when he raised his hand slightly, he had already stepped forward to help him.

Thank you for your grace! Emperor! The minister has his own music. Bi Ziyan was dressed in a scarlet official robe, and the multicolored silk thread pattern on his chest was embroidered with a peacock complement.

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.

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