"How can we better play the role of Shin-oh?" Although he was a little worried, under this parallel time and space, Chongzhen thought that no one could play this role better than himself.

The Guogong Mansion was actually next to the Xinwang Mansion, so Chongzhen led two Guanning teenagers and a yellow dog with charred dog hair, and the swagger through the market did not last long.

But because the news of the fire in Xinwangfu has quickly swept the entire Jingshi, he has become the focus of the entire Jingshi, although the trip is very short, but it still receives great attention, thus spreading throughout the entire imperial city.

Everyone was laughing, laughing at his incompetence and his cowardice and incompetence.

In the midst of such silent ridicule, Chongzhen stayed at the home of the British prince Zhang Weixian as the king of letters, and lived a dull life of "working at sunrise and resting at sunset".

Tianqi did not pay much attention to it, and even the fire in the Xinwang Mansion was only repaired according to Wei Zhongxian's report.

Chongzhen knows that the apocalypse is likely to be sad and lose himself forever, after all, who would have predicted that the passing of life would be so hurried and unprepared?

Under the grief, Apocalypse's body deteriorated, and it was in anticipation of the truth.

But he has no better way, as the king of Daming Xin, the fifth brother of the apocalypse, according to common sense, it is too late for him to avoid suspicion at this time, and it is absolutely impossible and cannot take the initiative to ask to enter the palace and visit the emperor of the dynasty.

He politely refused Wei Zhongxian's initiative to ask for supervision, and also sternly refused him to send someone to supervise the work, but did it himself, and Haosheng used this time to personally supervise and guide the repair work of the Xinwang Mansion.

What surprised him was that the 100,000 taels of silver were actually allocated to him in a lump sum, instead of going to the household department for reimbursement as much as he had imagined.

The household department belongs to the state treasury, and the Shinwang Mansion belongs to the private house.

But the most important source of the Ming Dynasty is still the people's fat and people's ointment, and it is also a mountain that has been pressed on the Chinese people for thousands of years - agricultural tax.

In fact, according to the study of feudal history, after these agricultural taxes were collected by the local government, the transfer department entered the state treasury, and as a rule, it was necessary to make a large discount, and the same is true for the expenditure from the state treasury through the household department.

This kind of behavior is tantamount to plucking the feathers of geese, but the final payment will fall on the people.

This is the legendary miraculous wisdom saying, and it is also the inescapable reality that the wool comes from the sheep.

Coupled with the exploitation of the landlords, the treasury will be empty and the people will be overwhelmed, and the landlords and warlords will all be full of fat in their brains when they reach a certain period of time.

This has almost become the immutable theorem of the great unified dynasty, in the late Han and Tang dynasties.

Chongzhen believes that if the Ming Dynasty is given a few more years, or if the Ming Dynasty is willing to delegate power to the local government as the Qing Dynasty did, then after Chongzhen, who was guarding the country, hanged himself, it would definitely quickly evolve into a situation of warlord scuffle.

This is the same as Li Hongji's entry into Beijing and his entry into the customs of Jin, which is the trend of Chinese history that Chongzhen most does not want to see.

Therefore, in order to prepare himself with more snowflake silver in the future, he tried to be as frugal as possible, and where he could use affordable materials, he would never use those luxurious but impractical, and he wanted to recruit even the strong laborers himself.

Of course, it is still not advisable to show your face too much during this time, especially when you go to a downtown area like Qianmen Street, after all, there are many people there who are very familiar with their locusts, especially the strange woman who met her briefly overnight and was shocked to hear that she was buried in the fire.

Human beings are destined to have many firsts, and the traverser is no exception.

When he entered Beijing for the first time, Chongzhen led the people to step on the Guangqu Gate and angrily scolded the nursery rhyme of Donglin Shizi, which still leaves a trace in the most lively place in the entire imperial city.

And because of the rumor that he died in the fire, it was turned out and sung again.

So he sent Huang Xiaoer to recruit strong men from Beijing to repair the house, and Huang Xiaoer met Zhang Weixian's eldest son Zhang Zhiji on the way swaggering in the market.

After Zhang Zhiji learned of this, when he took care of the matter, he soon returned to the mansion and called more family servants to join the great project of repairing the Xinwang Mansion.

The free kind.

Chongzhen's fingering on the repair matters, especially the act of recruiting laborers without permission, seems to have completely angered the craftsmen who specialize in the household department, and they have left their picks and quit.

Chongzhen really saw the first time that the working people in ancient times also had the consciousness of strike, and after asking Zhang Zhiji, he knew that these were nothing more than relatives of a high-ranking official.

"Where are these working people, it's just a bunch of scoundrels raised under the exploiting class."

Chongzhen had long been unable to see the behavior of the so-called household engineering team, who only knew the behavior of the foreign workers all day long, and when he saw this, he raised his hand and sent them away, and he didn't give half a tael of silver.

The craftsman who is not very good at the technology, but is extremely good at shouting five and drinking, immediately came over and theorized with the truth.

Chongzhen didn't get angry at him, let alone have the same knowledge as him, but he just held the shelf, looked into the distance, smiled lightly, and didn't insult his noble status.

Not to mention, this kind of person really eats this set, and when he saw this, he bowed and said: "Please also believe that Lord Wang has a large number of sins, bypassing the sins of untouchables such as us, and please also see that we have no merit and hard work, so that I can pay some silver, so that my brothers can take it home and feed their wives and children who are waiting to be fed." ”

"This ...... All right! Come! "King Shin is obviously a very soft-hearted man, and he is about to agree.

But Zhang Zhiji, the son who even has a hereditary title, is not so easy to get along with, and as soon as he raised his leg, he slapped on the calf of the craftsman's leader, and scolded: "Grandpa doesn't dare to ask His Highness for wages, you scoundrels dare?" Get out of here with Grandpa, or Grandpa will break your dog's leg right away! ”

Hey, don't say it, these accomplices of the exploiting class are really afraid of hereditary sons like Zhang Zhiji, and they are the kind who have a reputation for doing all kinds of evil.

The craftsmen of the household who had the courage to bully King Xin just now, even if they cried and mourned, brought their tools and obediently got out, no matter how monstrous the scolding in their hearts, they didn't even dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction on their faces.

Chongzhen glanced at Zhang Zhiji and said, "I can't see it, you're quite disgusting." ”

Zhang Zhiji smiled: "Actually, I don't usually do this." ”

Chongzhen continued to squint at him and said, "So you're all for this king? ”

"This ......" Zhang Zhiji hesitated.

Chongzhen continued to squint at him and said, "Whose grandfather were you just now?" ”

Zhang Zhiji sweated like rain and said, "Your Highness...... Ah no, it's the turtle grandsons...... Oh no! Your Highness, you will spare your subordinates, you are the lord, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, the prince of your subordinates. ”

Only then did Chongzhen let go of the torture of his soul, approached him and lowered his voice: "This king is also an idle prince, why are you so polite to this king?" Say, Is your father the one who has been commissioned to help this king? ”

"Ahh Your Highness ......" Zhang Zhiji's eyes widened in shock.

Chongzhen felt that the flavor of spices on this guy's body was too strong, so he regained his hands and stood straight into the door: "The battle in the court has reached the most fierce time, does your father pin his hopes on this king?" ”

"Your Highness, this ......" Zhang Zhiji was completely speechless, feeling that King Xin's gaze looking at the labor scene in front of him was really profound, and his eyes were full of wisdom.

"So, are you and your father actually from Donglin?" Chongzhen's words immediately afterward shocked Zhang Zhiji so much that he almost jumped up, and he could no longer pretend to be stupid, and he no longer dared to wait to ignore him.

He bowed his hand and said in a deep and solemn voice: "No! His Royal Highness the King of Letters! My dad and I don't belong to any faction! As a hereditary British duke, my family enjoys the honor of resting with the country, and there is only one object of loyalty, and that is - Da Ming! And Donglin can't represent the Ming Dynasty! It doesn't even represent any place in the Ming Dynasty! ”

Chongzhen said noncommittally: "However, it seems that the whole world regards Donglin as a savior. ”

Zhang Zhiji took a deep breath and said solemnly: "My father and I never think so, but it's a pity that my father is also a rich man and can't participate in the politics of the Ming Dynasty." Otherwise, we will definitely scold these short-sighted people. ”

Chongzhen did not answer Zhang Zhiji's request on behalf of the British public, but said: "If you wait for it, what about the eunuchs?" Isn't it the only one? ”

"This ......" Zhang Zhiji hesitated slightly, and lowered his voice, "The eunuch faction itself is quite a faction that was rudely kneaded together by the Quan eunuch in order to fight against Donglin, and its internal differences are extremely large, and it is the easiest to divide. ”

Chongzhen said: "If the eunuch faction returns to the previous state of scattered sand, wouldn't Donglin be even more arrogant, and instantly restore the state of the emperor's grandfather at the end of his reign?" ”

"His Royal Highness's imperial grandfather is Emperor Wanli of Shenzong, right?"

Zhang Zhiji looked at both sides, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "It is precisely because of this that a strong emperor who is no less than Hongwu and Yongle is needed to be born out of thin air and level these two bowls of water." ”

"Since Hongwu Yongle is alive, why should he rely on any drop of water in these two bowls of water?"

"This ...... Your Royal Highness, my father thinks that there is actually no shortage of capable ministers among the eunuchs and Donglin, but there are too many mediocre ministers who are obscured from their brilliance, or these capable ministers would rather be foolish and black, but also take the lead in protecting themselves. ”

Chongzhen said in a deep voice: "How can those who cherish feathers take on the great task of saving the country and the people?" ”

"This ...... Your Highness...... Father's ...... Please forgive your subordinates for being stupid. After Zhang Zhiji was stunned for a few moments, he finally lost in the psychological confrontation with Chongzhen.