Chapter Seventy-Three: Your Majesty Shengming

Chen Jinglun said more, what else could he say? There is only one way to him!

In fact, it was his long-cherished wish to promote sweet potatoes, after all, his father spent his whole life cultivating them.

His only concern now is that after all, Zhang Jingyi, a hundred households in brocade clothes, is not very reliable.

But now, an invisible knife rests on his head, probably if you want to eat meat or a blade.

"The students got it." After making a salute, like avoiding the plague, Chen Jinglun hurriedly said goodbye.

But it is obvious that Zhang Jingyi finally found someone, and such a major matter was pinned on Chen Jinglun's body, and he was still not at ease.

This is too big, and it is related to the well-being of thousands of people!

So as soon as Chen Jinglun left with his front foot, Zhang Jingyi immediately beckoned, called a scribe, and cautiously instructed: "Find a wrestler, keep an eye on him for twelve hours a day, and find a way...... On the side of Lexian, the director of Fujian's political envoy, it is also necessary to arrange manpower. ”

The scribe's spirit was suddenly shocked: "The student understands." ”

As he spoke, he made a motion to wipe his neck.

Zhang Jingyi couldn't wait to slap this guy to death, took a deep breath, and finally patiently explained: "It's not for you to do it, it's for you to protect the Chen family, don't let the Chen family make any mistakes, even if this Chen Jinglun loses a hair, I will pull out the hairs on your body one by one." ”

The scribe shuddered, indicating that he really understood this time, and then hurried away.

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At this time, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was sitting in the Qinzheng Palace, his eyebrows furrowed, and he looked quite distressed.

Seeing that the New Year is coming, I still don't see any concubine who is pregnant.

For this reason, the Hakka family and Wei Zhongxian were very enthusiastic, and they proposed to continue the draft and select more fertile women to enter the palace.

Emperor Tianqi was actually very dissatisfied with the concubines selected by the Ke family and Wei Zhongxian, but the women outside the palace couldn't be chosen by himself, and most of the criteria for these two people to choose people were just good-looking.

Of course, from a selfish point of view, there are more of them are those women who have a relationship with the Hakka family and Wei Zhongxian.

After all, once a son of heaven and a courtier, if the woman related to them can give birth to a prince, then the future future of the Hakka family and Wei Zhongxian's nephews can also be guaranteed.

The weather is getting colder and colder, but unfortunately there is no warm pavilion in the West Garden, the Emperor of the Apocalypse is wearing a heavy robe, he recruited Wei Zhongxian to the palace, and he can't help but say: "Why hasn't Zhang Jingyi come to see the driver recently?" ”

Regarding this point, in fact, it is exactly what Wei Zhongxian wants, he very much does not want Zhang Jing to come to the palace from time to time.

Even if the emperor sometimes had the idea of summoning Zhang Jingyi into the palace, he would say a few words, and heard that Zhang Baihu was very busy, and there were a lot of family and official affairs, so he dispelled the idea of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

In Wei Zhongxian's opinion, as long as there are some more days, Zhang Jingyi will not be able to come to see the driver, and His Majesty will gradually forget about this person.

So this time, Wei Zhongxian said as usual: "I heard that Zhang Baihu is very busy. ”

"Busy?" The Emperor of the Apocalypse looked displeased: "No matter how busy you are, do you lack this time for a while?" ”

Wei Zhongxian smiled and said, "Slave maid, I don't know, Zhang Baihu is young after all, and it is the most playful time." ”

The word greedy for play is worth chewing.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse glanced at Wei Zhongxian strangely: "Aren't you close friends with him?" ”

Wei Zhongxian suddenly realized something, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, slave and ...... ...... with Zhang Baihu Intersecting is irreversible, it is a friend who forgets the year. ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse took care of the case, and he obviously realized that this year-old friendship was not simple, so he coughed: "How is his hundred households now?" ”

"This ...... The slave said no. ”

"Can't say it?" The Emperor of the Apocalypse was stunned: "How can you say it badly?" ”

"I heard that the hundred households, the open fire insisted on asking the merchants for money, and it was very fierce." Wei Zhongxian said: "Of course, maybe Zhang Baihu has his own thoughts, I don't know. ”

Want money?

This point is very in line with Zhang Jingyi's temperament, and instead of being angry, the Emperor of the Apocalypse laughed: "I just don't know how these hundred households are governed, he is a person with a way." ”

"Otherwise, ......" Wei Zhongxian said with a smile: "If you want to see how these hundred households are, it's actually not impossible, or ...... The slave and maid also conducted a drill for these 100 households, and saw how the quality of these 100 households was? ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was stunned for a moment, stared at Wei Zhongxian and said, "Do you want to clean up Zhang Jingyi?" ”

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the slave and maid are wronged, isn't the slave and maid for Zhang Baihu?" ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse held his chin, squinted his eyes, and looked at Wei Zhongxian with a suspicious gaze.

However, Wei Zhongxian's proposal made him a little tempted: "Then let him try?" ”

"Well, try." Wei Zhongxian said seriously: "Actually, I also tried his depth, and found out the flaws of his hundred households for his good." ”

"Then you go and set it up." The Emperor of the Apocalypse said lightly: "Of course, Zhang Qing's new appointment of the hundred households is not long, don't be in a hurry, wait for the New Year." ”

Wei Zhongxian was immediately overjoyed, and looked at the Emperor of the Apocalypse and said, "Your Majesty, since it is a drill, there must be rules for the exercise, and Your Majesty must not reveal the news in advance." ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse bowed: "I know, I know, I also want to see what Zhang Jingyi is busy with his feet on the ground every day." ”

So Wei Zhongxian said happily: "Your Majesty is really a saint." ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse glanced at him obliquely, and wanted to reproach a few words, but suddenly remembered something: "By the way, how happened to Lu Xiangsheng who I asked last time?" ”

"Lu Xiangsheng ......" Wei Zhongxian's face stiffened slightly.

His Majesty asked again.

This made Wei Zhongxian suddenly have some strange feelings, could it be that he had misunderstood His Majesty's intentions?

The Emperor of the Apocalypse said slowly: "Zhang Qing mentioned in front of me that Lu Xiangsheng is a talent who can be entrusted with important tasks, this person ...... Have you inquired? ”

Wei Zhongxian: "......"

Seeing that Wei Zhongxian was silent, the Emperor of the Apocalypse seemed to have sensed something: "What's the matter, there is something wrong with this Lu Xiangsheng?" ”

What else can Wei Zhongxian say, the officials have already stopped.

He had no choice but to be embarrassed: "The slave maid did inquire about it in the past few days, but the cabinet, as well as the officials, had a very bad impression of him, and they all said that this person was a wine bag and rice bag, and he was in a mess when he was in the prefect's office." ”

"Is that bad?" The Emperor of the Apocalypse frowned.

Wei Zhongxian said with a straight face: "Of course, the slave and maid don't dare to listen to and believe partially, so they also asked the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the cabinet to inquire, and everyone said that his official reputation is very bad, greedy and incompetent, and embarrassing to take on a heavy responsibility." ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse had no choice but to nod and sighed, "It seems that Zhang Qing said something wrong." ”

"What does he know at such a young age?" Wei Zhongxian said with a straight face: "Since it is a hundred households in Jinyi, it is enough to take care of your own affairs, rashly recommend the minister, and if you are a little careless, you will have to delay the big thing." ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse said lightly: "It makes sense, it seems that Zhang Qing really doesn't have the wisdom to know people." ”

Wei Zhongxian suddenly opened his eyebrows and smiled: "Your Majesty Shengming, insight into people's hearts, just rely on one Lu Xiangsheng, you will ......."

The Emperor of the Apocalypse shook his head: "It's not because of Lu Xiangsheng that I don't think Zhang Qing has the knowledge to know people. ”

"Huh?" Wei Zhongxian was surprised and said, "He also recommended other people? ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse looked at Wei Zhongxian, his eyes suddenly became a little complicated, and said, "Didn't he always say that Wei Banban was his close friend?" But his close friend doesn't seem to be very righteous, so it can be seen that he is blind. ”

Wei Zhongxian began to doubt life at this time.

Who is this Your Majesty?

Fortunately, he had long been accustomed to the temperament of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and this little ancestor had always had a very poisonous mouth, so he only smiled awkwardly, as if he didn't understand the meaning.

Wei Zhongxian said goodbye to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, but hurried to the celebrant supervisor, and as soon as he entered the threshold, he immediately said: "Come on, pass on the prince and father-in-law." ”

This prince is, of course, the palm print eunuch of the East Factory.

After only a while, Wang Tiqian hurried over breathlessly.

first gave Wei Zhongxian a salute.

Wei Zhongxian pursed his lips and only stared at him with sympathy, making Wang Tiqian feel uncomfortable.

"Nine thousand years old called us to ......"

Only then did Wei Zhongxian speak: "There is one thing here that I want to hand over to you...... We have to do a drill in the East Factory. ”

As soon as he heard about the drill, Wang Tiqian's face was already as frightened as earth.

Last time because of the exercise...... It still remembers it vividly in his memory, and he almost capsized in the gutter.

"Drills?"

"Yes!" Wei Zhongxian said categorically: "In response to the drill of the 100 households in Qingpingfang, take the men and horses to raid the 100 households...... Just like this group of unruly people at the beginning, give them a little color to see. ”

Wang Tiqian suddenly realized, his eyes lit up at this time, and he couldn't help but look at Wei Zhongxian in high spirits: "Nine thousand years old, wonderful, isn't this just the way to govern others?" ”

Wei Zhongxian put his hands behind his back and said with a gloomy face: "Bring more people, no, we want to select elite soldiers and strong generals, what we want is to let Your Majesty know that these hundred households are vulnerable." As for how to do it, it's up to you. There is only one ......"

Speaking of this, Wei Zhongxian paused, and then stared at Wang Tiqian with a stern gaze and said: "We don't care about the lives of other people, Zhang Jingyi's life must be kept, if he is dead, he will ask you." ”

Wang Tiqian already understood, so the chicken nodded as if pecking rice: "Yes, yes, yes, but...... Can you get rid of some of his stuff? ”

Wei Zhongxian pondered for a while before he said, "Keep it all, just let him suffer a little flesh and skin, as for how to humiliate him, that's your business." Let's take a look at the world, what is the East Factory! It is also necessary to let people know the consequences of provoking the East Factory! Especially ......"

Wei Zhongxian knocked the case with his fingers, and emphasized with a cautious expression: "We must protect Zhang Jingyi's life, but we can't let him enter the palace like us, isn't this robbing people's jobs?" ”

Wang Tiqian: "......"