Chapter Twenty-Eight: Magnanimity

As the curtain came down on this topic, Jiang Ning accompanied Zhu Houzhao to eat and drink again.

After three or two glasses of rice wine, Zhu Houzhao was already a little drunk.

It seems that I haven't drunk much alcohol on weekdays.

After a few glances at the environment in the courtyard, Zhu Houzhao smiled:

"Jiang Shiyu, this mansion I gave you is quite satisfactory, and the environment is very elegant."

"Just as I was about to thank Your Majesty, the minister has never seen a better mansion than this, and I am happy to live here."

"Haha."

Zhu Houzhao laughed twice, and sighed again: "Pity me for living in the palace, but I am very sad every day." ”

Jiang Ning was puzzled: "Your Majesty is rich in the world and enjoys the four seas, how can you still be sorrowful?" ”

"You don't know."

Zhu Houzhao shook his head:

"In the past few days, when I went to court every day, several cabinet elders and ministers had to jointly write to me to let Zhang Sheng release the old man.

It's annoying!

Thinking that the old man lost his honor in front of him, he almost smashed me with an inkstone, how could he easily let him go? ”

Gu Dayong echoed on the side: "This is not all, several pavilion elders said in the early dynasty, and they will chase them to the imperial study when they go down to the court."

Stir up Your Majesty, and I don't even have the heart to deal with government affairs. ”

Jiang Ning listened, and suddenly remembered that Zhang Mingyu seemed to be begging him to intercede for his father.

"That being the case, Your Majesty might as well be a favor and let Zhang Shangshu go, so that someone will buzz in his ears every day."

Zhu Houzhao said curiously: "That old man scolded you like this back then, and smashed you with an inkstone, so you don't care?" ”

Jiang Ning smiled slightly and said:

"If the minister is a person with a small amount of energy, wouldn't he be reduced to the same kind of person as him.

In this way, the minister looked down on himself. ”

"Hahaha!"

Zhu Houzhao clapped his hands and said happily:

"You're right, you're right!

As a great tomorrow, I should also have the grace to tolerate people, how can I deal with an old man who is used to blowing his beard and glaring. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Gu Dayong and ordered, "Let people release Zhang Shangshu tomorrow." ”

"The old slave obeys."

Xi Bi.

Zhu Houzhao pulled Jiang Ning to eat tea, talked for a while, and then got on the dragon in a daze and drove back to the palace.

After sending him away, Jiang Ning prepared to go back to the backyard to rest.

But as soon as he reached a long corridor, he saw a figure standing in the dark.

By the moonlight, Jiang Ning could vaguely see the appearance.

It's Zheng Fangrui.

But when she walked in front of her, she knelt down with a "poof".

Jiang Ning was taken aback.

Still kneeling?

This is the third time.

"The slave and maid thank the master for saving the slave's family from fire and water!

Such kindness, the slave and maid will never forget. ”

After all, Zheng Fangrui actually had to kowtow a few times.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning hurriedly squatted down and pressed her smooth shoulders, grabbed her arm and helped her up.

"What is this for? It doesn't have to be like this, hurry up. ”

Xu is the weather is warm, Zheng Fangrui only wears a thin shirt outside, and she can almost completely feel the temperature of her delicate body and the softness of her skin.

And Zheng Fangrui was suddenly touched by Jiang Ning, and hurriedly pulled out and took a few steps back.

A beautiful face turned red unconsciously.

Jiang Ning also realized that something was wrong, and withdrew his hand in embarrassment, subconsciously touching his nose.

For a moment, a faint fragrance penetrated his nose.

"I'm sorry, Miss Zheng, but I was abrupt."

"No, no problem."

Zheng Fangrui blushed and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty has put the slaves and maids into the palace, and since then she is the servant of the lord and the lady, how can you call it that way anymore.

The master directly called the slave maid Fangrui. ”

"Yes, Fangrui."

Jiang Ning called.

He didn't pretend to be hypocritical and said anything about tearing up the cheap documents and returning her to freedom.

If you really do this, you will not listen to the will and you will be slapping Zhu Houzhao in the face.

And Zheng Fangrui also knows this, and even after experiencing these hardships, she still feels that this is the best result.

"The slave has nothing to do, so I'll go back first."

Zheng Fangrui gave a salute.

"Okay."

Jiang Ning looked at her back and sighed with emotion in his heart.

There is another stunning woman in the family, I'm afraid it will soon become Yaochi Immortal Palace.

Shaking his head, he went straight to the bedroom.

Thinking that Li Yun'er was already sitting on the bed waiting for him, Jiang Ning became hot.

With last night's experience, he is now a marrow eater, and he can't bear it.

Following.

Forbidden City, Fengtian Temple.

Zhu Houzhao sat on the dragon chair and held the morning court.

Just when he was bored and was about to retire from the court, a minister suddenly came out and said:

"Your Majesty, the minister has something to play."

Zhu Houzhao yawned and glanced at it.

It was found that it was Yan Min, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry.

"Let's talk about it."

"Your Majesty previously ordered five ministers to supervise the construction of the Emperor's Mausoleum, and among them, Chu Wen, the Qintian Supervisor, Tian Yanghe, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, Zhao Qian, the waiter of the Ministry of Works, and Zhou Shang, the supervisor of ceremonies, have all gone to their posts.

Only Jiang Ning, the general of the Shenji Battalion's Zuoye Army, still stays in Beijing to this day, and only sends the officers and soldiers of the headquarters to build it, which is really a dereliction of duty.

It is the ministers who think that they should order Lord Jiang to take office immediately, and ask His Majesty to know clearly. ”

Zhu Houzhao said unhappily: "It was I who asked him to command and dispatch in Beijing." ”

"Your Majesty, this is not in keeping with etiquette, if so, what do you want the other adults to think?

What's more, the Shenji Battalion is responsible for the construction of the underground palace, which is really the top priority, and the ministers think that Lord Jiang is still the best commander on the spot. ”

Zhu Houzhao was in a hurry to go down to the court, not wanting his ears to come out of the cocoon again, and said: "That's it, I will send him to take office tomorrow." ”

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

Yan Min bowed his head and bowed, hiding the sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

Not long after Zhu Houzhao returned to the imperial study, Jiang Ning walked in.

"You came just in time, I was just about to send Liu Jin to announce you."

"Your Majesty is looking for a minister, do you have something important to order?"

Jiang Ning said curiously.

"It's not a big deal. As I said before, let you participate in supervising the creation of your father's mausoleum.

This morning, Yan Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry asked you to go to work immediately, without further delay, and I couldn't bear to listen to him, so I agreed.

So you pack up and go to the Imperial Mausoleum tomorrow. ”

Jiang Ning twitched the corners of his mouth, and said helplessly: "The minister obeys the order!" ”

I'm afraid it won't take months.

He won't be able to see his little wife for a long time.

That's Yan Min, it's really damned!

After talking to Zhu Houzhao for a while, Jiang Ning rushed home.

Just as he was about to go to find Li Yun'er, a housekeeper came to report that the son of Zhang Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites was visiting.

Jiang Ning suddenly remembered the handsome and elegant scholar before.

Just what did he come to do?

Jiang Ning looked at the housekeeper and said, "Bring him in." ”

"Yes."

The old butler then left the main hall.

He was the housekeeper of Imperial Physician Zheng before, he was very familiar with this place, and he had good ability, so he only kept the house in order, so Jiang Ning stayed.

In addition to him, several small servants are also old people from before.

The temperament is good.

After a while, Zhang Mingyu stepped into the hall.

"I've seen Wu Anbo below."

Behind him, there were also two family members who carried a box of gifts.

"Who is Zhang Gongzi here?"

"Today, Your Majesty has issued a decree to release my father, and I heard that it was Wu Anbo who made a speech to His Majesty, and I will thank Wu Anbo for my father this time."

As he spoke, Zhang Mingyu pointed to the box on the ground: "It's just a gift, not a tribute." ”

The two servants opened it, and all they saw was silk and satin, gold and silver jewelry.

Jiang Ning glanced at it and said meaningfully: "Hehe, I have heard that Zhang Shangshu is honest, how can he get so much wealth at home?" ”

Zhang Mingyu was speechless, and it took a long time before he said:

"It's all the money in the clan, and my father felt that Wu'an Bernd, so he sold the dough and asked a few uncles for it.

Otherwise, I would not be able to express my father's and son's gratitude in any way. ”

"If that's the case, then I'm even more embarrassed.

Otherwise, if it spreads, the dignified Zhang Shangshu will sell the old face with me with so many goods, and I will be poked in the back. ”

Zhang Mingyu couldn't hear the ridicule in it, and he was angry.

"It's abrupt, but there is one thing to ask for.

His wife has been suffering from illness all the year round, and I heard that the daughter of the former Imperial Physician Zheng was in Wu'anbo's mansion, so I thought about taking my wife to the outpatient clinic for treatment in a few days, so that I could recuperate, I don't know if it is possible?

These are the consultation fees, which are counted as gratitude. ”