Chapter Forty-Nine: The Six Palaces are Colorful

It was a sunny day in the capital today, but in the blink of an eye, it was shrouded in a dark cloud, indicating that a thunderstorm would come at any time.

When Du Ming was released by Dongchang in the morning, they combined their judgment of His Majesty's temperament, and they all unanimously concluded that His Majesty had softened to them this time.

It's just that he never expected that the truth of the matter turned out to be that Du Ming couldn't stand the torture and greed for power in Dongchang, and finally compromised with His Majesty.

From victory to defeat, it was a huge psychological gap.

From the Sixth Branch Corridor to the Sixth Department to the various yamen in the capital, many officials were unwilling to accept this cruel fact, and they all thought that someone was spreading rumors.

When there were more and more channels of sources, especially one that was confirmed by Cheng Zong, the left attendant of the Criminal Department, the only remaining trace of disillusionment was shattered.

"Such a greedy person for power is simply a shame for us scholars!"

"Being an official in the same dynasty as Du Ming today is really a stain on my life!"

"How can a husband bend his waist for a high position, Du Ming should be impeached and punished!"

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Many officials were annoyed and angry, and the voices that applauded Du Ming earlier had disappeared without a trace, and they turned their fingers at Du Ming, a "traitor".

If Du Ming is a warrior who dares to fight against the imperial power, then they don't mind licking each other's toes, and they will even leave a name for them in history. But in the face of this kind of "traitor" who succumbed to the imperial power, they naturally wanted each other to go to hell.

It is precisely in this way that a spectacle appeared in the Ming court: the officials who were still singing praises for Du Ming yesterday have already impeached Du Ming today.

"Damn it!"

After learning the news, Xu Pu, the left waiter of the Ministry of Officials and a scholar of Hanlin, was also so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he knew that the Yamen of the Criminal Department had failed to stop Wang Yue's recovery.

Once Wang Yue, the murderous and unblinking demon king, really went to Yangzhou to investigate the collusion between salt officials and businessmen, and that person must have been grudging for a long time, he would really be on the go.

As night fell, an icy autumn rain arrived.

The lights in the East Warm Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace are bright, and the rain outside is like a symphony, which does not affect the people here at all.

Zhu Youzhu deliberately added a piece of clothing, but when he saw the transcript about the impeachment of Du Ming, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pout with a hint of mockery.

Officials who dare to love must contradict themselves, the emperor, to be considered good officials, and officials who are concentric with themselves are all traitors, so they really treat the emperor as a master.

It's just that this is the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty, obviously a group of people who work for their own family, but they are bent on opposing customers, and they can't wait to tie themselves up.

Wearing a blue dress, Erya walked over, even in the Forbidden City, where there are many beautiful women, this face alone has already crowned the harem, not to mention that she has a proud figure and an arrogant atmosphere.

Since she has now become the palace maid in charge of the Qianqing Palace, she is responsible for taking care of Zhu Youji's daily life, and she has a stronger strong woman atmosphere in her gestures.

Erya cherishes the hard-won good days now, and a pair of slender hands take out the chicken soup from the food box, her eyes flashing with a trace of tenderness and love.

Under the light, the woman is charming and the man is handsome.

Although Zhu Youji is only seventeen years old, his actions are becoming more and more steady, and his eyes are deep and firm, resolutely like a mature and steady emperor.

Combined with the regulations he learned earlier when he was a prince, and the knowledge he brought from his previous life, he is now handy in handling the affairs of the two capitals and thirteen provinces.

The recitals of the two capitals and thirteen provinces are practical and pragmatic, such as today's impeachment of the county magistrate of Shexian County by finding someone to falsely accuse the rich and force the rich to spend money to eliminate disasters, and the virtual is some sacrificial activities and the so-called auspiciousness.

Zhu Youzhu was about to flip through the next notebook, when there was an extra spoon in front of him, and Erya said affectionately: "Master, the soup is easy to be cold, I'll feed you!" ”

Zhu Youzhu looked at the chicken soup in front of him, which was full of color and flavor, and opened his mouth slightly, and the soup in the spoon was delivered, with the body fragrance of a woman like an orchid and a musk.

The evil feudal society still makes people fall into it after all.

Zhu Youzhu enjoyed these days of stretching out his hands and opening his mouth for food, but nodded with satisfaction and said: "Tonight's chicken soup tastes good, next time you put a little less pepper, it will taste even better!" ”

"Master, the slave will say hello to the imperial chef!" Erya knelt on the low stool, looking gentle and pleasant, and continued to deliver the spoon.

Zhu Youzhu opened his mouth and took another sip, and said with concern: "Is Niu Mengmeng's mouth okay, can you eat normally now?" ”

"She actually stopped for a day, and she didn't think of herself as an injured person these days, and it seems that she is okay now! I just heard that there was a mouse in Xinuan Pavilion, and she hugged her little flower and said that she was going to catch a mouse! Erya thought of Niu Mengmeng's lively temperament, and smiled helplessly.

Zhu Youzhi knew that Niu Mengmeng was not a typical example that the public liked, but when he thought of standing up for himself that day, he still said with special care: "In the future, as long as it is not a matter of principle, it can be handled by her temperament, and you don't need to make rules and regulations for her!" ”

"The slave has written it down! There were so many people present that day, and she was the only one who knew that she was loyal to her master, and the slave and maid would definitely not let this happen again, and she would definitely train the eunuchs and palace maids of the Qianqing Palace for her master! Erya nodded slightly, then assured earnestly.

Zhu Youzhu had already seen the side of Erya's strong woman, so he rewarded him: "I went to Xiyuan to ride a horse today, I feel that the scenery is good, let's go there with me next time!" ”

"Slaves don't know how to ride horses!" Erya's heart moved slightly, but she shook her head lightly.

Zhu Youzhu looked at the woman kneeling in front of him like a horse, but said thoughtfully: "You don't have to ride a horse, like that lake is so big, there must be a lot of fish in it, and you can also fish there." I actually like fishing, and if it weren't for the fact that it's cold and the fish in the lake are hard to talk to, I'd like to give it a try today! ”

"If the master doesn't give up, the slave is willing to accompany you over and hang worms for you!" Erya saw that Zhu Youzhi was very interested, and she also said seriously.

Zhu Youzhu found that Erya looked particularly charming in the candlelight, and the soup in his mouth swallowed hard unconsciously, and the soup still didn't seem to quench his thirst.

Erya saw that the spoon in her hand was stopped, and in the face of this pair of fiery eyes, she didn't know the mind of the man in front of her, so she shyly put the rest of the soup into her mouth.

But at this time, Guo Yong walked in from outside and reported: "Long live Lord, a piece of information has just been sent from outside the palace, Xu Pu has visited Wan Ge Lao and Liu Ge Lao!" ”

"In this way, tomorrow the Imperial History of the Left Deputy Capital of the Imperial Court will not be smooth!" Zhu Youji's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he couldn't help but say bitterly.

In fact, it is very easy to solve the affairs of the capital, after all, he is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and he can directly take down Wan'an, Liu Ji and Xu Pu at any time.

Even if it really can't be cleaned up in the end, you can directly use Jinyiwei to set off the Zuo Shunmen bloody case like Jiajing, and the officials under this will become honest, and even become their own echo worms.

But, then what?

There were more than 1,100 counties in the Ming Dynasty, and Xu Pu, Wan An and Liu Ji were just leaders elected by the civil official group.

After all, he Zhu Youzhu is not just the master of Beijing City, but the real emperor of the entire Ming Dynasty, so as to achieve the goal of strengthening the country and making the people rich.

If you want to really control this dynasty, it is not enough to control it through the eunuchs, in fact, you still need this huge civil official group to drive itself.

Thanks to the media such as online novels and TV dramas that he was exposed to in later generations, and he was really calm enough to deal with things, he still decided to embark on a different path of imperial governance.

"Long live Lord, what should I do now?" Guo Yong knew that there was a lot of resistance caused by the three of them joining forces, and immediately asked seriously.

Zhu Youzhu is naturally aware of this, but he doesn't want to talk about these things now: "The soldiers are coming to block, the water is coming to cover the earth, go down!" ”

Mutter!

Erya finally couldn't help but reach out and cover her mouth, and swallowed the soup that had been in her mouth for half a day into her stomach.

"Yes!" Guo Yong found that this palace maid in charge actually took advantage of his conversation with the Long Live Lord to secretly drink the soup, glanced at it with dissatisfaction, and then respectfully bowed his hand.

As if she had done something wrong, Erya hurried away with an empty soup bowl.

Zhu Youzhu looked at this somewhat embarrassed figure, and licked his lower lip obscenely.

Whether it is to break the original historical trajectory or to avoid his own lineage, it is absolutely impossible for him to give up the entire forest for the sake of a flower, and to make the six palaces pink and beautiful.

As the night deepened, the beauty had already untied her clothes and climbed into the quilt in the dragon couch, causing the quilt to be filled with a faint body fragrance, and the sound of footsteps soon came from outside.